Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Bloody Forest
"How?"
Cheng Sheng received the 'Golden Light Divine Armor' supernatural power.
He squatted down, ripped off the storage bag on Gu Anzhi's waist, and wondered: "This person has a backstage, can't he be killed?" ”
"That's not it..."
Seeing Chenghuo's casual expression, Yuan Xiujie suddenly had the illusion that he had just met each other for the first time.
He was stunned and said, "Brother Tie Niu, are you really only in the middle of fetal construction?" ”
"Hey,"
Chengsheng Chong Yuan Xiujie grinned and did not respond positively.
Not far away.
Seeing that he easily killed Gu Anzhi, the master of Wuji Gate, Zhong Liusong, the head of Beixian Mountain, couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
He glanced at Zhong Ran, who was squatting beside him, and carefully looked at Cheng Ran for a long time.
The more he looked, the more he felt that his life was in line with his heart....
Gu Anzhi, the master of Wuji Gate, has no heirs.
After his death, Wuji Gate was merged into the Beixian Mountain Gate.
In the following more than half a month, the matter of surviving and killing Gu Anzhi, the master of Wuji Gate, gradually spread in the eastern city of Ruyun City.
After becoming famous, no one dared to come to Beixian Mountain to provoke.
Meanwhile.
After knowing that Chengsheng had such a strong strength, the head of Beixian Mountain always intentionally or unintentionally created a space for Chengsheng and Zhong Ran to be alone.
Perhaps, he felt that his life span was running out, so he thought about entrusting his daughter Zhong Ran to survive.
Maybe even the idea of letting Chengsheng take over the entire Beixian Mountain.
In this regard, Chengsheng politely declined his kindness.
…
Half a month later.
Such as a valley three hundred miles away from Cloud City.
Midair.
Yuan Xiujie stood on the living auspicious cloud magic weapon and observed the ground below: "Further ahead is the blood forest, and when you get here, you shouldn't be able to fly any further." ”
Chenghuo looked ahead, and sure enough, a forest shrouded in white mist appeared in front of him.
Flights are forbidden over the Blood Grove.
Cheng Xing could clearly feel that the closer he got to the Blood Forest, the more inexplicably strong resistance was holding him back.
This resistance made it impossible for him to fly again.
Helpless, Cheng Sheng had to carry Yuan Xiujie to the ground from the air.
The two continued on foot in the direction of the Blood Grove.
On the way, Yuan Xiujie Chong Chengsheng asked: "Brother Tieniu, then Zhong Ran has a daughter, if you marry it, then the entire Beixian Mountain will definitely be yours in the future, and besides, I think Zhong Ran is also strangely good-looking, why did you refuse?" ”
Cheng Huo smiled, didn't explain much, just changed the topic and said: "Why do you think so much, you and I can't protect ourselves, let's get the blood tree sap first!" ”
"It's true...."
Yuan Xiujie nodded in agreement.
During the conversation, I saw an old monk in a brocade robe in front of me, and a monk covered in black aura, walking towards the two.
Is it an iron bull?
At a glance, Cheng Sheng recognized the identity of the monk shrouded in evil energy.
When the old friend reunited, he was so happy that he wanted to call out the name of the iron bull.
But in the next second, Cheng Huo realized that he had always shown himself as an 'iron bull' in front of Yuan Xiujie and others.
You can't show it.
So he clasped his fists at the old monk and Tie Niu: "Under Tie Niu, dare to ask the two, but you came here for the sap of the blood tree?" ”
Ahh
Iron Bull looked at Cheng Sheng with a strange expression.
But after only a few seconds, he calmed down again and said, "Yes, my master and I are indeed here for the sap of the blood tree. ”
As he spoke, he rushed to Chenghuo and Yuan Xiujie to clasp their fists and saluted: "In Xia Chenghuo, I have seen two Taoist friends." ”
Looking at the evil aura shrouded in the surface of the iron bull's body, Yuan Xiujie felt a trace of vigilance in his heart.
But when he saw Chengsheng greeting Tie Niu with a smile, he also hugged his fists and saluted: "In Xia Yuan Xiujie, the two of you are polite." ”
"Amitabha!"
The old monk beside Tie Niu also followed with a Buddha salute, and slowly spoke: "Old man, the little Buddhist elder Wusheng, I have seen two donors. ”
"Little Buddhism?"
Chengsheng was stunned when he heard this.
He glanced at the brocade robe worn by the old monk and the storage bag hanging from his waist, and realized: "Looking at it, it is indeed different from the people of Great Buddhism." ”
This old monk, who claims to be a minor Buddhist elder, has a blood pill stage cultivation, and his strength should not be underestimated.
I don't know where Tie Niu found such a monk as a master....
In the midst of his thoughts, the old monk smiled and explained: "My little Buddhist disciple does have many differences from the great Buddhism. ”
"The great Buddhist monks are as simple as possible in terms of clothing, food and clothing.... The purpose of their entry into the WTO is to benefit all sentient beings and save the world. ”
"And we little Buddhist monks only cultivate ourselves, and we only pay attention to our own cultivation to achieve positive results, but do not save the world."
The old monk's words made Yuan Xiujie confused.
Cheng Sheng understood a little, but he was also silent.
The old monk said: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, when fate comes, you will naturally understand." ”
Due to the incident of the Buddha's heir in Guyang City, Chengsheng did not have a good impression of the monks in this world.
But for Tie Niu's sake, he still took the initiative to speak: "Then, since everyone is going to the blood forest to find the blood tree sap, why don't we just go together?" ”
Iron Bull's eyes were thoughtful.
He hesitated for a long time before replying, "It can be, it's just..."
As he spoke, he looked at the old monk on the side.
"Amitabha!"
The old monk did not have any opinion on the requirement to survive: "One more person, one more care, this blood forest is full of dangers, and it is not a bad thing for us to go together." ”
This is a request to agree to the peers.
After the four of them agreed, they waited outside the Blood Forest until noon.
During this period, two more monks, one man and one woman, came to the outside of the blood forest and took the initiative to talk to Cheng Huo and others.
While everyone was talking, the white mist in the blood forest began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye....
By three o'clock in the afternoon, the white fog in the forest was less than 30% of the original.
Three achievements are already the limit, and it can't be less.
Seeing the scene in the forest, the little Buddhist monk nodded and said, "It's almost time to go in...."
As he spoke, he took out a Buddha statue made of clay from the storage bag and buried it in the ground.
Chengsheng felt strange, so he said casually: "Master, what are you using the Buddha statue buried in the ground?" ”
"Amitabha!"
The old monk pronounced the Buddha's name, laughing and saying nothing.
Seeing that the old monk was mysteriously reluctant to speak, Chengsheng didn't continue to ask, but just glanced at the iron bull on the side.
The latter looked at the Buddha statue in the ground, and also showed a confused expression.
After the old monk buried the Buddha statue with soil, a group of seven people entered the blood forest together.
In the woods.
As the crowd continued to go deeper, the white mist around them gradually became more and more dense.
While walking, Chenghuo suddenly heard bursts of fairy sounds in the fog, which was naturally crisp.
This voice made him subconsciously recall the 'immortals' he had met in Shenshu Village....