At this moment, a creaking sound suddenly came from the void.

A jagged crack appeared behind the strange monk, hundreds of zhang long, like a floodgate that was slowly opening.

The entire Shanhaijian land trembled, and countless airs poured into it like a tide.

The destroyed trees, the collapsed earth and rocks, and the ruined bamboo houses on the mountainside were all carried into the sky by an invisible wave.

Lan Sa and Huai Gen's faces both turned pale, not because of the Heavenly Gate's appearance, but because they had finally figured out the true face of the "Black Realm" that had changed the color of the cultivators of the Upper Three Realms.

It was the mouth of an ancient whale.

It's just that there is an invisible wind beast in this legend, which is often hidden in the netherworld, and it is so big that it is beyond the imagination of the world, so few people can detect it.

And today, the machine spirit that flew out of the black knife only quietly revealed a small half of its head, and it was able to devour the sky and the earth with a slight gap between its teeth.

This is an extremely exaggerated picture.

In front of this real whale, who didn't know how big it was, everyone looked extremely small.

However, at the moment when Huai'an's soul was about to be swallowed by this big mouth, a circle of golden scriptures suddenly swayed under his feet, faintly forming a huge Buddha bell.

A clear and far-reaching Sanskrit sound sounded, echoing through the heavens and the earth.

The whale seemed to be a little frightened of this sound, and a long roar like a child's cry came out of its mouth, and it disappeared again.

Huaigen put his palms together and recited a Buddha name, unexpectedly blocking in front of Huai'an.

He bowed humbly.

"Amitabha, please also ask the Holy Lord of Tushan to show mercy, remember that Huai'an was meritorious in the world in the past, and leave him a remnant soul"

The eyes of the woman in the green dress were slightly cold.

"Old monk, didn't you just say that his demonic nature is hard to change, why will this help him say good things again?"

Huai Gen's face was sad: "It's not the old man who excuses him, the Chenxu dispute for three hundred years, the calamity has accumulated for a long time, Shen Zhen uses fierce medicine, the troubled times need to be re-enacted, from the royal road to the domineering law, he fell into this Shura Dao, it is really the depth of love, the depth of hate"

The woman in the green skirt snorted coldly: "He hurt my son, it's hard to redeem death, don't talk nonsense with me, if you want to save him, come up with a reason that makes sense, if you don't accept it, come to war!" ”

Huaigen's old face stiffened slightly, and when he met this female Bodhisattva who licked the calf, he had an empty stomach and was useless, so he had to tell a secret that he planned to bring to the grave.

"Lao Wei really didn't dare, Huai'an once took the opportunity of the Heavenly Dao Round, reincarnated many times in the three hundred years of the troubled times in Chenxu, and his fate was entangled in countless causes and effects in the three worlds, and he died today at the hands of the Holy Lord, so that he could re-enter the reincarnation, I am afraid that it will cause a rebellion of cause and effect, and even rewrite the previous history, the reason is not that Lao Wei is unwilling to tell him, but it is actually that there are many mystical ways involved, and it is difficult to explain for a while."

The woman in the green skirt narrowed her eyes slightly, and her eyes revealed a condensed killing intent, which instantly made the locust roots on the opposite side like falling into an ice cave, and her body was covered with frost.

She sneered: "So over the years, you have just used the way of heaven to trap him, but you have never dared to kill him, let him cultivate to the state he is now, watch him bully my son and ignore it, and connived at him to chase me to show off his might, right?" ”

Huai Gen looked ashamed: "This matter is indeed the fault of the connivance of the old man, so that when the son first entered the Liuli Heaven, he contained the Liujia Tianxian, I failed to get a glimpse of its origin, seeing that his body was entangled in the confusion of luck and luck, involving a wide range of people, and I was afraid that Huai'an coveted the way of heaven hidden in his body, so he has not paid attention to his prayers, who knows that the genius of the prince is unparalleled, and he realized the location of the Liulitian pivot in just a few days, and escaped into this place with the law of delusion and truth, so that Huai'an has a chance to take advantage of it, I am willing to repay this with my life, only ask the Holy Lord to be benevolent, leaving his remnant soul, lest the creatures of Middle-earth be reincarnated."

After saying that, his body slowly emitted a soft white light.

The woman in the blue skirt raised her hand a little, fixed those scattered qi, and said sarcastically: "Think about it, if the Hanging Temple did not come to participate in the Buddha's birthday, the little monk of the Zhiyue Temple would not have been able to ask your master, he would not have made a fool of himself in public, and this head Tuo would not have a chance to help you turn the tide, and maybe there would not be a-for-tat confrontation between the north and the south rivers and lakes later, but if this is always deliberately done by him, whether the Hanging Temple is a victim or an instigator, I'm afraid it is difficult to say, and the real cause of death of your master Qingyuan, If these things are exposed, I don't guarantee that your broken temple of the ancestor will be demolished, and you want to die to atone for your sin, is it really just because you offended me? Or are you afraid that if he dies, your thousand-year-old foundation of the Hanging Temple will be destroyed in the war? I don't care about you fly camp dogs, I can put people, but I need a guarantee! ”

Huai Gen was punctured through the hidden sore spot, his face stiffened again, and he took a step back, integrating Huai'an's remnant soul into the Dharma body.

"The old man will return to the Hanging Temple to close the life and death pass!"

Life and death, looking at life and death, if life and death have been over, there is nothing to see, which is equivalent to never coming out.

The woman in the green skirt nodded slightly, and waved her hand to beckon the cloud bed that was holding the night.

"My son's body is now lost, how can this account be eliminated?"

Huaigen thought for a moment and took out the Buddha lamp from his heart.

"I have left him the golden pith of the Buddha seed, and I will leave the blue lotus Buddha lamp today, which should be able to cover his lost spiritual soil."

The woman in the green dress chuckled.

"It's better to keep the lamp than to pass the lamp, and my son will go to the Hanging Temple to return this treasure in his year."

Huaigen smiled bitterly again, his eyebrows flashed with golden light, and the Buddha lamp in his palm turned into a rainbow neon and flew into the body of the night.

Huai Gen bowed his head and said: "The Holy Lord is clever, the old man admires"

The woman in the green skirt turned a deaf ear, waved her knife and gently picked it forward, and the distant sky faintly showed a blue sea and blue sky, among which there were several immortal mountains shaped like lotus flowers hanging on the sea, which looked very wonderful.

I only heard her say slowly: "On the occasion of parting, I will give you a word, the way of heaven collapses, the worlds are confused, you are born to seek the way, and you can enter the world to obtain the law."

Huaigen frowned slightly, and clasped his palms together: "Teachable"

Watching Huaigen's figure gradually disappear into the clouds, as if walking into a picture, Lan Sa, who had been standing beside him, was sweating like rain on his head.

He now regrets that he shouldn't have done this deal with Zhang Laotie in the first place, and caused such a big thunder in vain.

Facts have once again proved that don't reason with women, especially powerful women, this is the way!

Just when Lan Sa was about to say what he had just thought of, Ye Yan, who was lying on the cloud bed, suddenly struggled, closed his eyes tightly, and yelled: "Old miscellaneous hair, don't touch my mother, I'll fight with you."

The woman in the green skirt turned to look at Yeyu, her eyes were full of reluctance, but her figure suddenly dissipated with the wind like a mist, leaving only a sentence, echoing in the air.

"Xiaolan, be cautious in your words and deeds, don't embarrass my son"

Lan Sa was stunned, and didn't figure out what was going on for a while, so he hurriedly laughed and said, "How can it be, they are all real relatives, don't worry"

……

Nowadays, Taiping City.

A misty drizzle drifted into the ancient city with the evening breeze, and the sky was overcast and gloomy.

The sludge on the bluestone pavement was gradually washed away by the rain, and a faint black light appeared.

People were having dinner, and the streets were silent, and no one noticed that the top of the bell and drum tower, which was heavy in the middle of the city, was emitting a faint light.

It wasn't until the rain stopped that some of the people living on the street noticed the anomaly.

It was clear that the time had passed, but the entire ancient city still seemed to be in the middle of dusk.

In the east city, in the middle of Heshun Street, the four doors of the Taiping Building are closed, and only one window on the third floor facing west is open.

Lu Ding has been sitting by the window for a long time, holding two books under his hands, and he has never looked through them, but he just looked at the peak of Xishan Mountain in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

Also in front of the window, in the most elegantly decorated boudoir in the inner courtyard of Huayue Building, the red slave who likes to wear red clothes and cover her face with a light veil is reading a book and a page all day long.

On the paper was a young scholar, with a white robe and wide sleeves, a scimitar hanging from his waist, and his eyebrows were heroic, but his white hair looked a little weird.

Beauty appreciation is also painting.

In the north city, in a house with bamboo shadows, the old master Zhang standing in the pavilion with a rattan cane in his hand is the person who appreciates the painting.

The scholar Qingfeng on the side had already fallen asleep soundly on the railing, and missed the strange scene of two fish jumping out of the water in the small pond and floating in the air for the moon.

But a similar scene, in the stone pavilion in front of the door of the Nancheng Kequanlai, there were two people who saw it clearly.

It's a father and son, but they look more like master and servant.

The old man is about fifty years old, looks very majestic, has five locks of beard, wears a round-necked purple satin robe, wears a jade belt around his waist, and has a golden brand.

The younger one is the Tibetan gold crow who has followed his mother's surname since he was a child and has been working as a partner in the charter office.

The two sat opposite each other, staring at the ground in the center of the stone pavilion, where there was a wellhead with a radius of less than a foot, which was difficult to find if you didn't walk to the pavilion on weekdays, and at this time it was scattering a faint golden light.

The vision of the flying fish just coming out of the well made both father and son nervous.

There are eight wells in Taiping City, and they are all particular about behind the mouths.

Putting aside the rumors such as the Eight Wells Lock Jiao and the Fog Lock Wind Screen, just looking at the location of these wells in the city and the distribution of the surrounding houses and alleys, even people who don't know Feng Shui can see some mysteries.

And according to the Jishe not far away, the Jiangshan stone wrapped in bright yellow satin in the center of the circular altar is also glowing dimly at this time.

Si Zhu Lao Zhou rarely went out to look for wine, and sat at the door of the Worship Palace, guarding the three slowly burning long incense sticks in the incense burner in the courtyard, with a solemn face.

In addition, there are several important places in the city that are also manned.

Everything seems to be calm, but in fact, the mountains and rains are coming.

……

In contrast, the atmosphere on the Huangliang Wharf outside the West City was already tense and on the verge of exploding.

Many of the soldiers of the White Tiger Battalion were armed with strong crossbows and long lances, guarding the line along the dock.

Especially in front of the uncertain bridge that has not sunk since it rose last night, there are two captains of the White Tiger Battalion who wear armor and wear armor to personally lead the troops.

At this moment, the other side of the river is like a black veil, and the old forest is being swallowed by the thicker and thicker black fog, separated from this side like yin and yang.

From time to time, the sound of demonic beast calls came from it, accompanied by bursts of strange flashes.

These gifted beasts are very intelligent, and they are extremely sensitive to the changes in heaven and earth.

They sensed that this was the time when the ancient city was at its weakest, and that there was a lot of prey in it that was delicious to them.

Although some of those prey made them very jealous, this longing that penetrated the depths of their souls made them want to stop.

In the water village on the shore, on a wooden building built on a high place, Li Quan, the big boss of the imperial grain wharf wearing a robe, was looking at the other side of the river, and there was a fierce aura oozing from his black face.

There was also a bald man beside him, with a dry tobacco pouch in his mouth, slowly pecking at the cigarette, and with every breath he exhaled, the black fog on the opposite bank became a little thicker.

At this time, a fellow ran upstairs to make a statement.

"Master, master, twenty ships are loaded, each with five stacks of Ecstasy Grass"

Li Quan immediately drank the order: "All of them are scattered for Lao Tzu, five miles apart, and the fire will start."

The fellow nodded and took the order.

The bald man spat out his cigarette and transmitted a voice in the air: "Lao Lu, ready"

Lu Ding, who was in the Taiping Tower, heard the voice, and immediately spread the news from all directions of the ancient city: "Open the battle!" ”

In the Ji Society, Si Zhu Lao Zhou got up and walked to the center of the Sheji Altar, and uncovered the yellow silk that would only be uncovered when the cold food was sacrificed to the sky, revealing a shining golden stone and a bright yellow pillar of light soaring into the sky.

For a while, pillars of light rose one after another in all directions of the ancient city, faintly forming an enchantment covering a wide area in the air, like a big blister.

The ancient city was shocked and poured into the streets.