There was no one here, and Lu Feng could finally take out his human skin scroll to take a closer look at what was in this water prison, but the strange thing was that even the "witch cult" wizard who was thrown into the water by him did not appear on the scroll, and the tricks he had seen before entering this manor had disappeared at this moment.

Just a messy mess of hair and face?

Is it a person?

Lu Feng stared at his human skin scroll carefully for a long time, but he still didn't see anything.

Is this a humanoid figure, or is it just a head?

He put the human skin scroll away and continued his walk into the depths.

The more Lu Feng walked into the depths of this "hell", the more he felt the depth of the "darkness" around him, and the "darkness" that had been torn apart grew out of the depths of this water prison again, spreading towards him, like some low shrubs rooted in the wasteland and Gobi desert, full of vitality.

When Lu Feng thought of this metaphor and description, he immediately noticed it and paused slightly. He suddenly stopped, and began to search his heart, thinking about where his parable came from. No matter where he looked at it, Lu Feng didn't feel that the "darkness" and vitality around him could have anything to do with it.

All kinds of external objects are like phantoms, projected on his bodhichitta, and he compares these objects with ordinary things, so when Lu Feng's true nature is really contemplated, he can feel these "darkness", as if it was conceived deeper in this water prison, these "darkness" are not dead things, they are things that are closer to the charm!

Just when Lu Feng was thinking like this, in front of him, a vague shadow suddenly appeared, he should be a powerful body, and the trickery on his body was strong and malicious. The light of the ghee lamp shone on his side, and the darkness around him in turn eroded the ghee lamp on the body of the high monk Li Wei, causing many strange tricks to appear around him.

The strange body that was moving forward didn't even show any reaction, it already had such a terrible effect, Lu Feng only felt that in the darkness under his feet, there was also some more trickery like this trick, and he wanted to crawl towards Lu Feng's body, but was directly suppressed by the great mercy rhyme on Lu Feng's body.

That trick didn't mean to pay attention to Lu Feng, he still slowly walked towards this road, as if he wanted to follow this road until it was dark, his target was never Lu Feng, the reason why Lu Feng was attacked was because he stepped on a road.

Lu Feng looked down at the place where the trick walked, and the place where the trick walked left traces of the trick, just like the place where a snail walked, there will be a bright route, the direction that the trick walked in also left a road that belongs to the trick, if someone steps on these traces, they will immediately become a part of the trick, turn into a shadow, and fall into the body of the trick, known as "all kinds of dissolution", this is the terrible thing about the trick - the trick is nowhere to prevent, Their origins are strange, but they are some famous foreign gods and wild gods, which is avoidable.

For example, those famous land gods, those powerful wild gods, and even some demons that live on the Black Mountain can be worshipped and asked to stop harming themselves, or they can be worshipped and asked to hurt their enemies.

But the trick is different, the appearance of the trick is strange, each has its own focus and difference, some tricks are gathered together, there will be a trick, a trick can also destroy a medium-sized temple, Lu Feng doesn't know the source of this trick, there is nowhere to live, but it can be described as death.

With Lu Feng's current strength, he can already "submit" and get rid of some tricks.

So Lu Feng looked at the back of this trick, this trick didn't want to deal with Lu Feng at the moment, he just kept moving ahead, as if the existence above the road ahead attracted him far more than the monks after him.

Lu Feng followed him for a long time, but he only walked out of a distance of about thirty steps, but as he walked more and more into the depths of this water prison, the "field of vision" of Lu Feng's butter lamp became more "narrow" and "small", and it could illuminate the distance of a few steps before and after, and even the strange shadow could not see anywhere.

Those tall and treacherous monks were also suppressed step by step by the invisible rhyme, and in the end, they were as tall as Lu Feng, and when they walked here, Lu Feng found that above his head, there were wet strands of hair falling down, floating on his top, and black water also falling on his body.

Lu Feng immediately dispelled this black water with the compassionate rhyme of the "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra", and the butter lamp met these hairs, which was even more unbearable, and the suppressed by these "hair strands" could not illuminate the surroundings at all, and even could only illuminate the distance of a punch!

Even the arms holding the butter lamp in both hands can't illuminate, and they can't illuminate completely!

Lu Feng stopped at a glance, and knew that these strands of hair must also be part of the tricks, these strands of hair felt the breath of the living, and finally came up layer upon layer, Lu Feng did not use the rest of the secret spells, after all, he didn't know whether this thing was a "male trick", or a "female trick", or a "death trick", in desperation, Lu Feng pushed them away with the "six-character Daming mantra", but these tricks were too dense, Lu Feng really couldn't push them all away, so Lu Feng knew, This time, my exploration has come to an end.

When it was time to regress, the secrets in this water prison were not something he could touch now, and he had not had enough access to the level of "secrets".

Just when Lu Feng was about to retreat and leave, a bright light suddenly bloomed in the Gawu box on Lu Feng's chest, and the butter lamp seemed to have been added with oil that should not belong to "himself", and in an instant, it turned into a raging golden fire, and even these flames were hooked up on the Gawu box!

The two are linked together and become a whole!

Lu Feng lowered his head, never thinking that the Gau box that Master Longgen gave him at the end would be of such use—Lu Feng had checked the Gau box given by Master Longgen before he came in. Although Guru Longgen's Gau box is already a little black, there is no doubt that it was made of gold, one of the eight eternal and unchanging treasures, and on top of the gold is a red agate stone, which should be in the shape of a vase, symbolizing the absence of leakage and symbolizing special perfection.

There was nothing in it, it was empty, Lu Feng thought that this was an empty Gawu box, but at this moment, it seemed that this Gawu box was not empty, but Lu Feng had not seen the contents before, because the most important thing here was this Gawu box, and secondly, it was the things inside, and there was a "breath" in it.

In this Kawu box itself, an extremely obvious immeasurable light bloomed, and the flame of the butter lamp was entwined along the treasure bottle, and it was really in front of Lu Feng's eyes, a one-person tall treasure bottle appeared, and this unleaked treasure bottle slowly tilted the immeasurable light fire, casting a blood-colored pupil, as soon as this blood-colored pupil appeared, he stared at the hair in front of him. The same is true of these hairs, Lu Feng saw that these hairs should be eyelashes!

On the top of his head, countless hairs condensed together, and they also turned into eyes, these eyes have been watching Lu Feng walk in, watching Lu Feng holding a spell, watching Lu Feng follow a trick!

They could see Lu Feng, but Lu Feng couldn't see them! Between the two eyes staring at each other, Lu Feng suddenly felt a sense of fear arise from his heart, Lu Feng immediately closed his eyes, silently held the spell, the burning feeling in his chest emanated from the human skin scroll, Lu Feng just blessed his own heart, and didn't look outside.

After Lu Feng closed his eyes, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the eyes composed of flames, which didn't look very big, but once he appeared here, he became extremely thick and terrifying, holding this eye, he was about to descend here!

In the originally safe and stable water, those tricks that were "locked" by iron cables crawled out of it, but faster than these tricks were the water of those dark black water prisons, and all the water in these water prisons was entangled.

There is no trace of power left!

Those tricks that originally came out were also "washed" back into the prison again, no longer moving, only Lu Feng, who opened his eyes at this moment, the Gawu box on his chest returned to normal, and one of the "breaths" was gone.

Lu Feng felt the torn and ownerless charm around him, Lu Feng didn't go any further, he knew that this place was already his limit, so he began to retreat and retreat, the "six-character Da Ming Mantra" was like a grinding plate, absorbing the charm of the ownerless around him, and he began to retreat, constantly heading towards the "upstairs".

……

There seems to be the murmur of water.

The first floor of the water dungeon.

Monk Zhiyuan and Monk Zhi'an, the two red-clothed monks sat cross-legged together, with a butter lamp in front of them, as the only light source for the two monks. The two monks didn't say anything to each other, just silently chanting the mantra, waiting for the time to pass, waiting for the steward of Saridon to send the three of them out.

But all of a sudden, Zhi'an Monk heard someone calling him.

It's Zhiyuan's voice.

"Zhi'an~"

"Zhi'an~"

The voice was beside him, and Zhi'an opened his eyes.

"Huh?"

Zhi'an Seng was a little surprised, looked at Zhiyuan Monk, but saw that Zhiyuan Monk was holding a mantra, and immediately, he felt that something was wrong, and when he wanted to open his mouth to remind Zhiyuan Monk, it was too late. He just felt a trance in front of him, and saw that the day was already completely dark, and he just wanted to speak, and after opening his mouth, he spit out a large amount of black water!

"Why?"

Zhi'an Seng didn't understand, he didn't even know when he was hit by the move, but he immediately had to guard his "unmoved", and when he wanted to cast a secret spell to fight back, from his arms, I don't know how many hands had grown, and pushed away the hand he wanted to reach into his arms and take out the magic weapon!

The wind rushed in from all directions, pouring into his body like a swollen cowhide, but now, this swollen cowhide was only himself!

Monk Zhi'an, who noticed this scene, immediately understood what he was going to do.

Peel!

He also thought of where he should have been recruited, it should have been when Master Kaling came to the Great Scripture Hall, but why was this so?

Why didn't he even have the slightest feeling of being eroded by the treacherous, and when he only realized it, he had reached such a point?

This kind of treacherous ......

When he thought of the name of the treacherous, in a timely manner, Zhi'an Seng was completely desperate, after he thought of the name, the whole person's "unmoved" was completely shattered by the appearance of stepping into the true nature, and there was no divine light in his eyes!

Even if he had a million words, he couldn't say them.

The charm on his body has not been revealed at all!

And at this moment, in the eyes of Zhiyuan Monk, the Zhi'an monk sitting beside him still crossed his knees, silently holding the mantra, Zhiyuan Seng did not say a word when he saw this, completely unaware that the Zhi'an monk opposite him was now suffering from terrible injuries and erosion, that is, in an instant, the person sitting next to him had changed his appearance.

He's turned into a trick!

Just after about three "breaths", Zhi'an Seng suddenly stood up, Zhiyuan Seng looked at him, and Zhi'an Seng replied as usual: "I'll go to see Yongzhen, why hasn't he come back yet?" ”

Monk Zhiyuan nodded slightly and said, "In this way, it's good to take a look, so that you can be a good teacher." ”

Zhiyuan monk did not speak, looking at the Zhi'an monk who left a few steps directly into the darkness, Zhiyuan monk was staring at the butter lamp in front of him, his body was already tense, once this Zhi'an monk suddenly left the range of light, he immediately did not hesitate to make the demon seal, and chanted in his mouth, "Om, Sapa Tan He revealed more!" ”

A ray of light like a Mani orb emanated from the top of his head, like the great sun of the Esoteric Law Domain, at this moment, Zhi'an Monk didn't know when he appeared behind him, he opened his mouth, showed his fangs, aimed at Zhiyuan Monk's neck, and seemed to be about to bite down in the dark!

But under the light of this Mani orb, Zhi'an Monk's expression suddenly became extremely peaceful, and there was not even a trace of weird aura on his body, Zhiyuan Monk turned his head and looked at the shadow on the ground, in this shadow, Zhi'an Monk was still a person.

He even touched his head and said slowly: "Why is my nature a little dull? How did it come here all of a sudden? ”

He walked over there, Zhiyuan monk sweated, he looked at Zhi'an monk like this, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and let this Zhi'an monk leave.

When Lu Feng came up with the slaves, he saw such a scene, although the Zhiyuan monk was still languishing, but he still held the mantra, Lu Feng had to bless him with the six-character mantra, and asked him, what about the Zhi'an monk?

"It's turned into a trick, and it can't be saved."

Zhiyuan monk said: "Don't think about Zhi'an, I'm in big trouble." ”

Zhiyuan monk looked at Lu Feng seriously and said: "From the place where the Buddha is disgusted, he should get out of the wild vows, he should be in the Ganing Manor, we are in great trouble!" ”

(End of chapter)