Chapter 77: Blood Lake Monk Great Demon

When Zong Yang returned to the place where Yuan Ben was five miles away, Yuan Ben was lying on the ground struggling in pain, his ten fingers were deeply grasped into the dead leaves and mud and roared, and several giant trees with roots around him were violently broken, Zong Yang leaned down and hugged Yuan Ben, and Yuan Ben, who was a little calm, turned his head and shouted with an embarrassed expression.

"Yuan Ben, do you really have to go?" Zong Yang hugged Yuan Ben tightly, although his face was calm, but his heart was worried.

"Yes!" Yuan Ben nodded heavily.

Although Zong Yang didn't know what was there, but Yuan Ben went forward with such a risk, there must be something extremely important to Yuan Ben there. Since this is the case, he decided to take one step at a time, and said to Yuan Ben: "Okay, big brother depends on you, but if you can't hold on and your life is in danger, big brother still has to take you away, and come back when you are strong enough." ”

Yuan Ben didn't answer, just took out the god box and took a deep look, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't speak, and nodded a little distractedly.

The two brothers continued to hurry, and the devouring Yuan Charm of the scorched earth land was almost extinct by the land immortal who carried the giant knife, and those who were lucky enough to not die had also fled without a trace. Yuan Ben passed out as scheduled, but after lying on Zong Yang's back for another ten miles, he suddenly woke up again, and this time, he directly reached the situation where he could not suppress the six realms of violent blood.

On the way, Yuan Ben said the fate of the Divine Ape Clan's Violent Blood Six Paths, if the time to enter the Violent Blood Six Paths state exceeds a certain limit, he will be completely trapped in this state and unable to extricate himself, and then there is only one ending, that is, violent death! Somewhere in the Land of Heavenly Forsakenness, there is something that is strongly summoning Yuan Ben, and Yuan Ben's innate super perception is warning him that there will be a turn for the better if he goes to that place, but before that, this kind of summoning will provoke his violent blood Six Realms state, and once he falls into it, he will definitely die.

Yuan Ben also said another thing, in his divine machine box, there were three pills that could temporarily restrain the six realms of violent blood, which were specially tailored for him by the old man in his Hidden Dragon Cave, and they were particularly precious, so they should never be used unless they had to.

At this time, Yuan Ben took out the Divine Machine Box without hesitation, and a brilliant elixir flew out of the Divine Machine Box, Yuan Ben swallowed it in one gulp, and sure enough, after a while, his mental mood seemed to have been greatly relieved.

In order to save time, the two brothers ran wildly all the way, at this time, it was a pity that Yuan Ben did not have a natal object, otherwise he could fly and shrink into inches. After driving a hundred miles, the effectiveness of the first pill finally reached its limit, and Yuan Ben hurriedly swallowed the second pill.

Zong Yang asked how far it was, and Yuan Ben, who had always been in a big position, only replied that it should be soon.

Since the closer you get to your destination, the stronger that feeling becomes, the second pill only lasted fifty miles.

Yuan Ben resolutely swallowed the third pill, and there was no turning back at this point.

Zong Yang carried the painful Yuan Ben like a thunderbolt and desperately moved forward, vowing to rush to that place to seek a turnaround before the third pill failed. But when he continued to run over the mountains and mountains for ten miles, he could see the destination with his eyes, the effect of the medicine was lost, and Yuan Ben, whose eyes turned blood-red, beat his heart wildly on Zong Yang's back, and he didn't expect it to fall short!

"Yuan Ben, our brother hasn't done enough in this life, and he must not die!" Zong Yang, who was weak all over, roared, his voice was hoarse, and he held it and opened Jian San.

Yuan Ben, whose blood-red eyes were wide open, heard the shout of his eldest brother, and gritted his teeth, and blood burst out from between his teeth.

In the area twenty miles away from Zongyang Yuanben, the ground was raised and gathered, and there was a huge blood lake at the top, and the surrounding grass and trees were all blood-red, full of weirdness and strangeness.

The surface of the blood lake is rising and falling, and no demon beast dares to set foot here, and an old monk is sitting in meditation on the shore of the blood lake.

The old monk has been sitting for 7749 days, the Ming Huang monk hangs a rosary around his neck, with a compassionate face, he closes his eyes and recites the Brahgara Sutra, and its voice is like the sound of the true Buddha Sanskrit, resounding throughout the area. There is occasional movement in the blood lake, forming a huge whirlpool on the surface of the lake, as if there are monsters swimming in the lake.

The old monk stopped chanting suddenly, and his eyes opened in his deep eyes, just like the eyes of a true Buddha, and the twelve bodhisattva rings on his head were shining with golden light.

Zong Yang came to the other side of the Blood Lake with his eyes bleeding and his mouth coughing up blood, and Yuan Ben, who was delirious.

The old monk got up with his hands folded, one step at a time, and after three steps, he crossed the blood lake and stood in front of Zong Yang, and said with a kind face: "The two donors are finally here." ”

Zong Yang's pupils were dilated, and he was so weak that he couldn't even speak, and when he saw that it was an old monk, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and fell straight to the ground.

In a trance, Zong Yang didn't know where he was, it was pitch black, and in an instant, a flower of golden light like a lotus flower bloomed in the darkness, and withered in the snap of his fingers.

This flower is the highest smallpox of Buddhism, and there are only nine flowers in the world in the Dafan Temple, and it only blooms once in three thousand years.

"Donor, wake up."

A Sanskrit sound sounded in the darkness, thousands of golden flowers bloomed together, Zong Yang only felt that his eyes were full of golden light, and he woke up in dizziness, and found that the sky was already covered with dark clouds, as if it was about to wind and rain.

After Zong Yang got up, the blood lake in front of him was in his eyes, and Yuan Ben sat with Zong Yang on his back and the blood lake in front of him, with an illusory golden Sanskrit robe on his body, not moving at all. It turned out that the old monk was sitting on the side, and said: "That little benefactor is fine, and the old man has fixed his mind with the merit of three returns and five precepts. ”

The pseudo-Taoist priest who runs the rivers and lakes hates to meet the monk with a compassionate heart and elm pimple, but the old Taoist has always respected the monk, and he has eaten and drunk in temples around the country over the years, so Zong Yang also has a very good impression of the monk, except for the dead Yan Naluo, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and bent his index finger and saluted: "Thank you master, in the next Zongyang, I don't know what the master is called?" ”

"Amitabha." The old monk saluted in return and replied: "The old monk's name is Dragon Bodhisattva, from Dafan Temple. ”

Zongyang does not know the origin of the Dafan Temple, the mind must be the holy land of Buddhism, this will be surprised to find that the divine consciousness and the meridians in the body are not greatly damaged by the sword three, and the heart must have received the favor of Master Long Bo, just wanted to say thank you, who knew that the monk Long Bo took the first step and said: "The donor does not need to thank again, the monks are compassionate, not to mention that you and I have a fate, this is the right thing." ”

Zong Yang smiled slightly, and did not stick to this, looked at this strange blood lake again, and asked, "Why is the master here?" ”

Monk Long Bo looked at the blood lake together, sighed, and said: "The old man passed through this abandoned place, and found that this blood lake caused the surrounding demon beasts to go crazy and mutate, and stopped to save the creatures here. ”

Of course, Zong Yang was not surprised by what was happening in the dark, but he didn't understand what the mystery was in this blood lake, so he first said the intention: "Master, we were summoned by something here, and I don't know what this blood lake has to do with my little brother." ”

Monk Long Bo smiled, seemed to know all the ins and outs, and said: "The benefactor's younger brother is a divine ape, and this blood lake was formed by the corpse of a divine ape who had fallen into great cultivation. ”

"Could it be Yuan Ben's relatives?" Zong Yang muttered.

"Definitely." Monk Long Bo shook his head in denial and explained: "The divine ape is not like the world's demon beasts to reproduce and pass on, although I don't know how the first divine ape was born in heaven and earth, but each subsequent generation of divine apes is conceived by the previous generation before death with the natal blood, so it is different from the parent-child blood relationship in the mortal world, and it is similar to the reincarnation of the Taoist sect. ”

Monk Long Bo's eyes fell on Yuan Ben, frowned slightly and said: "The name of this divine ape that was dissected in this blood lake is Yuan Sheng, and he called himself Monkey King before his death, and he is the strongest existence in the demon world, I don't know how he fell, and I don't know what variables have been encountered between these two generations of divine apes, so that the inheritance is not successful." ”

After listening to Monk Long Bo's explanation, Zong Yang finally understood the reason, thinking that what Yuan Ben said about coming here would be a turning point, it was really a blessing and a curse, and the worried heart dissipated instantly, and said easily: "It seems that as long as Yuan Ben accepts the inheritance, it will be fine." ”

Monk Long Bo nodded yes, looked at the entire blood lake, and said with a wry smile: "It's not that simple, the old man said, there is something in the lake that the old man can descend, this little donor wants to accept the inheritance, the matter is man-made, but it depends on the will of heaven." ”

Zong Yang didn't understand what a thing in the mouth of the monk Long Bo was, but fortunately, the monk Long Bo didn't drag his words into the mud and water, and immediately said: "If you want to talk about this thing, you have to start from the beginning of heaven and earth, when the chaos happened, Pangu opened the world, and Fuxi Nuwa created the world's creatures, and later, Fuxi only left a blood fetus in the world, and Nuwa only left Wa blood in the world, Fuxi blood fetus was obtained by the divine ape when it appeared in the world, after the efforts of the divine ape from generation to generation, the Fuxi blood fetus has been fused with the blood of the divine ape, and this Yuan Sheng did not pass on the Fuxi blood fetus, Therefore, after the autopsy, Fuxi's blood fetus became an ownerless thing, conceived in the blood lake, and now it has grown into the body of Fuxi, who has not yet opened his mind. ”

"Fuxi's body?" Zong Yang had heard of the legend of Fuxi Nuwa, but such legends were equivalent to myths, how could they be encountered in reality, but how could Master Long Bo speak.

"If this Fuxi body is allowed to grow, with the anger and anger contained in the blood lake, it will inevitably become a murderous thing in the future, and when it becomes a great climate, there should be a great catastrophe in the world, Amitabha." Monk Long Bo looked worried and compassionate.

Seeing that Zong Yang was silent, Monk Long Bo got up and walked slowly to the blood lake, the wind blew the monk's clothes, and said to Zong Yang: "Donor, come over and take a look, now the donor has no murderous intentions towards it, it will not hurt you." ”

Although Zong Yang didn't know about Fu Xi's body, he would not be afraid, got up and walked to Monk Long Bo's side, and carefully looked at the blood lake that rose and fell.

Suddenly, I saw the blood in the blood lake tumbling over, as if there was a dragon swimming, and after a while, the surface of the lake ten zhang away in front of me opened, and a huge head with a bloody human face suddenly appeared.