The enchantment shrouds the vast red maple forest.

The five Dao cultivators next to the Gong family □□ had been controlled by spiritual power, and the Palace Elders led by them had completely regained their composure at this time, and their expressions were cold.

"Didn't Shizun never interfere in the affairs of the Three Realms, although we came rashly this time, although the etiquette was not careful, it did not hurt the eldest prince and the young monarch at all, why do you want to imprison us here?"

The World Venerable of Mount Meru never asks about the affairs of the Three Realms, and the elders of the world know it. Because of this, they dared to turn over the river and the sea in the red maple forest a few miles away from the Buddha Hall.

Chongjue didn't answer, but looked at Gong Hanlian, who was quiet on the side.

Gong Hanlian had broken away from the shackles of Chongjue's spiritual power, her toes landed on the thick red maple leaves, and the bells on her ankles made a crisp sound. She looked at Elder Gong in a daze, her body trembling densely, and even the ornaments on her body were making a subtle sound, as if she had not yet digested what Chongjue said.

Zhuang Lingge fell, his left hand turned into a sharp claw of the dragon clan, and the dragon pupil looked at the palace elder with cold killing intent.

"Training holy relics into birds, slaughtering monks and taking souls as lamp oil, violates the laws of heaven." Chongjue said coldly, "The blood of the palace family that has flowed on Gong Mushroom's body, Shangyuan Prefecture Lingbo Valley has the obligation to know about it."

Elder Gong's face instantly sank.

Chongjue didn't know where to take out a few Five Emperor Coins, and with a slight flick of his fingers, he flicked his fingers with a golden streamer, trapping the five Dao cultivators, and the copper coins lingered around his body, creating an illusory rune.

The cultivation of the World Venerable of Mount Meru is unfathomable, even if the elixir blew up his soul on the spot, he was afraid that he would be forcibly suppressed.

Elder Gong took a deep breath and did not resist without his might. It's good to go to Lingbo Valley, anyway, as long as you have a breath of life, it's a great luck.

Elder Gong lowered his eyes, hiding the coldness in his eyes, and the hand hidden in his sleeve rubbed the magic weapon that could control Gong Hanlian, and he was ruthless, wanting to urge the spiritual power to crush the magic weapon.

Over the years, Gong Hanlian has been domesticated by him into an obedient bird, and if such a puppet is seen by Ling Bogu, it will be difficult to understand the hatred in his heart if he is killed by Ling Chi.

In any case, Gong Hanlian can't be allowed to return to Lingbo Valley alive.

If the Gong family wants to kill them all, they may be able to win a glimmer of life by using the phoenix bone. They had lost the silver lamp, and they would have wanted another holy thing.

Wealth and danger are sought. A cold light flashed in the pupils of the palace elder, urging the spiritual power.

But before he could make a move, Chongjue's blue eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and his eyelashes moved lightly, stretching out his hand in the direction of Elder Gong.

The wide sleeves were blown up by the wind, and I saw his slender five fingers move slightly, the palace chief

The old man's stiff eyes widened, and the control magic weapon in his sleeve fell off guard, and was lightly supported by a spiritual power through the Five Emperor Money Runes, and slowly fell to Chongjue's palm.

Elder Gong's pupils trembled violently, and he looked at him in horror.

Chongjue lowered his eyes and looked at the complex magic weapon floating in his palm, and looked at it with a cold look. "Puppet array?"

Elder Gong gritted his teeth, not knowing how to answer.

Chongjue's heart was extremely cold, and he was about to speak indifferently, but he felt a tingling sensation in the palm of his right hand - he gently scratched his palm with his fingers.

Chongjue: ".. …

Chong Jue's rare accumulated anger dissipated, and he frowned and looked at it, always feeling that Su Hansheng's restless claws seemed to be scratching his heart along the palm of his hand.

Really presumptuous.

"How?" Chongjue asked.

The redness at the roots of his ears had not yet dissipated, and he didn't dare to look at Chongjue, so he only stretched out a hand to him: "Give me that magic weapon...... I—I'll see if I can solve it. "

Chongjue later remembered that half of the blood of his relatives was swept away by the cold sound, and he didn't say much and directly put the magic weapon in his palm.

He was so crisp, but he was stunned. Uncle...... Do you believe so much that he can untie it, without even the slightest hesitation?

The cold sound of "hmm" sounded, and somehow the head was almost buried in the chest, and the back of the head began to smoke.

Chongjue turned to look at the palace elder who was trying to harm the holy relics and remove the silver lamp, his eyes moved slightly, as if he was judging something.

Zhuang Lingge suddenly said: "We can't let them get out of here alive." Chongjue turned his head to look at him.

"They know that Hansheng is carrying a phoenix bone." Zhuang Lingge's dragon pupils were indifferent, "Once they are allowed to leave alive - whether they go to the Lingbo Valley Palace House to be punished, or escape unexpectedly, they will tell the world the news that the son of the Immortal Monarch is carrying a phoenix bone."

Su Hansheng was smoking in his head, immersed in the solution.

Zhuang Lingge said in a low voice: "In case one day the Zhou Mountains fall and the Three Realms are in danger, will the World Venerable still stand up and protect each other as he did today?"

Chongjue's hand twisting the cuffs paused slightly, and a strange scene appeared in his mind somehow. Someone slashed at the cold sound and scolded each other.

"Buzhou Mountain fell, and the lives of the Three Realms were devastated. I hope you will hand over the Heavenly Dao Holy Relics to repair the Tower of Babel and save the people from fire and water. "

Chongjue frowned fiercely.

Not waiting for him yet

Thinking about it, countless bone chains suddenly appeared, shattering the illusory memory and completely dissipating without a trace.

"It's just like the Xuanlin Immortal Monarch back then." Zhuang Lingge said, "More than ten years ago, the four holy relics were not complete, only the Luoyuan Dragon Picking Silver Lantern appeared, so the mountains did not fall, and the Immortal Monarch could only be martyred to save the common people. In his position, even if he is reluctant, he will be pushed forward by the tongue of the people of the Three Realms. "

Once Su Hansheng's identity is exposed, something happens to Buzhou Mountain, even if countless people protect him, he will be forcibly arrested and buried in Buzhou Mountain. Chongjue couldn't save him. In a past life, in this life.

Zhuang Lingge's bloody dragon claws flashed with cold light, and he said indifferently: "The World Venerable is merciful and can't hold his hand, so I'll come."

Chong Jue didn't know those broken memories, raised his eyes with a splitting headache, and said coldly: "If the holy object is stained with blood, you will turn into a dragon immediately." Zhuang Lingge was stunned.

How does he know?

However, the World Venerable has lived for thousands of years, and he should have seen the previous Falling Abyss Dragon, and it is understandable to know it.

Su Hansheng was still studying the strange runes, his mind was spinning so fast that he didn't realize what Zhuang Lingge and Chongjue were talking about.

This rune is much simpler than the rune of the domesticated phoenix bone that was studied and split in the last study, and the fingers of the cold sound flew very fast, and before he could reach it for half an hour, he heard a sound of gold and stone colliding.

The strange magic weapon suddenly bloomed in his palm like lotus petals, and the "petals" made of dark iron spread out, revealing a lamp with a complicated and simple pattern inside, which was extremely exquisite and unique.

That's the silver lamp, the holy relic.

With a happy voice, he shook Chongjue's hand uncontrollably, his eyes were full of light, and he invited merit: "Uncle! Uncle, look at me!"

Chongjue withdrew his eyes from staring at Zhuang Lingge coldly, and even he didn't notice that his cold eyebrows and eyes suddenly softened, and nodded: "Well, that's good."

Su Hansheng is used to getting into trouble, and he rarely receives praise from childhood to adulthood, and he was stunned when he heard the words, and his face began to burn inexplicably. He coughed dryly and didn't dare to look at Chongjue's eyes, ran to Gong Hanlian upside down, and handed it to her with a silver lamp. "Sister, your lamp."

Gong Hanlian looked at the unfamiliar and familiar lamp that was obviously in its original form but had never seen it, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to pick it up, but when she reached halfway, she seemed to be afraid, and her pupils trembled slightly and wanted to retract her hand.

Shu Hansheng grabbed her wrist and forcibly shoved the lamp into her hand, repeating it again. "Sister's lamp."

Gong Hanlian's eyes widened

And open wide.

I don't know if it was because I had been staring at the burning bean candle for a long time and the burning candle of the silver lamp had hurt my eyes, and my eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and soon condensed into large clear tears, which quietly rolled down the lower eyelashes.

It's her lamp.

Su Hansheng didn't have much experience in coaxing girls, and when he saw the tears rolling down, he didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only stand there and say nothing.

After so many years of suffering, I cried and cried

Good.

Chongjue's fingers moved, and the five Dao cultivators were forcibly restrained to him. Zhuang Lingge's spiritual power turned into several illusory green dragons floating around, and said coldly: "World Venerable, letting the tiger return to the mountain will leave trouble."

Chongjue looked at him indifferently: "Indiscriminate killing, it is not the original intention of the gift of heaven, if I kill them......" He took back the unfinished words, just looked at the cold sound not far away, and said in a low voice. No matter what happens, I'll protect him.

Zhuang Lingge's long pupils shrank.

Luoyuan Dragon will turn into a dragon immediately when he kills people, and he needs to be afraid, why does Chongjue have to be restrained when he kills people?

Isn't it just the compassion of the Buddha?

After Elder Gong fell into despair after seeing Gong Hanlian regain his freedom, fortunately, he still had the handle of the "Phoenix Bone" and could get a glimmer of life in Lingbo Valley.

Even if Zhuang Lingge and Gong Hanlian wanted to kill the five people, as long as there was a world honored person who was compassionate and never killed, they would not fall here today.

Elder Gong's hanging heart finally fell.

Shu Hansheng sensed that something was wrong, and quickly ran over, looking at Chongjue suspiciously: "Uncle, what's wrong?" Zhuang Lingge watched coldly, intending to see how this compassionate World Venerable would explain.

Chongjue looked at the blank cold voice, raised his hand and gently touched the young man's soft hair.

The young man who has not yet reached the crown still trusts him wholeheartedly as an uncle, even if he has just eaten the closed door, and there is no dirt in his amber eyes, which are as clear as the pool of water that can be seen at a glance.

He was so young, he had been locked up in the narrow "cage" of Yingxu Sect's Hanwan Garden for many years and was not free, and now he had only been out for a month, but he had suffered a lot of filth.

The surnamed Gong will definitely tell the world that Su Hansheng is carrying a phoenix bone, and if he doesn't kill him, he will put Su Hansheng in danger;

But the crimes of the five people are determined by the laws and regulations of the Three Realms, and he has a special identity, and he cannot kill people at will.

Obviously Chongjue was no different from the ordinary, but Su Hansheng seemed to notice something, and suddenly stepped forward to hold his arm: Uncle?"

; Is this a sudden movement of spiritual power, and the bone chain is about to appear again?

Su Hansheng was still apprehensive about what happened after the appearance of the bone chain in the last round, and hurriedly said: "Let's go back first, and we'll deal with this matter later."

Although he is not smart, he is keenly aware of why Chongjue and Zhuang Lingge have differences. The World-Honored One must not move the killing thought, and if he kills someone, the bone chain must have a more severe attack.

Su Hansheng was a little glad that it was not an evil thought that appeared at this time, otherwise, according to his temperament, he would have beheaded these five people without saying a word, and when the time came, he would have to be skewered as mutton and roasted and eaten.

Chongjue was looking at the cold sound with his eyes down.

The evil thoughts that had always been stretched out in Zhihai suddenly came up for some reason, and Hang Erlang said locally: "Kill, it's just the lives of five people, where is it more important than my Xiao Xiao?" Why hesitate?

As soon as the words fell, he saw that the World Venerable, who had always been cold and quiet, opened his dark blue eyes, and seemed to show a flirtatious and strange smile.

Before he could recognize it, he was so shocked by this smile that he almost jumped up. Evil, evil thoughts appear?

Chongjue, who climbed up from the Infernal Prison, was very taboo, he directly raised his slender fingers lazily, condensed a little spiritual power, and pointed towards the five people.

The goosebumps are about to rise: Uncle, uncle?

Chongjue smiled and said: "The problem of looking ahead and looking forward to the future has not changed, but it is better for me to ......" Before he finished speaking, his tall figure shook twice, and the smile on Chongjue's face disappeared, holding his forehead and scolding in a low voice.

Then, with the good thoughts of Zen Buddha nature, Chong Jue suddenly regained the initiative, and he said coldly. Retire.

Seeing that Chongjue came back in an instant, Su Hansheng quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

He can't control the bone chain at all, and once it appears, he can only watch Chongjue suffer. It's still better not to kill.

Uncle...... Su Hansheng was very considerate, and whispered, You don't have to kill them, hand them over to Lingbo Valley, and you can also make a personal witness to let your sister return home.

But Chongjue didn't let go of the hand he raised, and a scarlet formation was faintly reflected in his inky blue cold pupils, as if connecting heaven and earth.

Rumble.

The ground shook. Su Hansheng held Chongjue's arm with a wing before he stood firmly, and looked ahead in confusion.

Just one glance, his whole body froze.

A huge scarlet rune array appeared out of thin air on the ground of the red maple layers, with many patterns

It was so trivial that he couldn't even understand the bloodline of the Shuhan Clan, and he could only feel the strong oppression from the Heavenly Dao, like contempt for ants.

In the talisman array, countless pairs of withered hands were silently stretched out, reaching towards the five people little by little, like a powerful ghost coming from the Yellow Spring of Hell to ask for their lives.

Su Hansheng's pupils trembled violently, and his knees were weak, holding Chongjue's arms and almost falling down.

Is that...... The Heavenly Dao punishes the guilty for falling into the formation of the Infernal Hell.

Chongjue looked indifferently at the five people who had not yet reacted: Under the laws of the Heavenly Dao, there is no wrong judgment.

Elder Gong was well-informed, and he was the first to react, and his eyes immediately popped out in horror, struggling to crawl out of the formation. World-honored ...... The World-Honored One forgives my life, and we will not wait for our sin to come to this! Kill monks and evil beasts with silver lamps, those souls have always been taken by her to make lamp oil, and it has nothing to do with us!

Chongjue was unmoved, standing with one hand, his eyes drooping with compassion, and his lips moved lightly to read the Sutra of the Past Life.

World-honored!

Elder Gong has lived for so long, even if he is arrested and taken to Lingbo Valley, he rarely has the feeling of fear, but at this time, he does not have the demeanor of a big family elder, he is crazy and almost like a madman, and his voice is trembling violently with fear.

World-honored! World-honored one, I confess my sins! It was our lust that consumed our hearts and took the palace away from us, and I also caused the lamp oil. I have been sin to death, and I hope you will kill me on the spot!" Don't let me fall into Infernal Hell!

Once a person falls into the Infernal Prison, he will be branded as apostasy for life.

If you fall in the Three Realms, you may be able to reincarnate as an adult and practice again after a few hundred years; But to be killed in Infernal Prison is to completely lose one's soul, and there is no possibility of reincarnation.

Elder Gong was about to collapse, and said hysterically: "World Venerable! You are merciful, and I hope you will give us a way to live—"

Chongjue has finished reciting a sutra of the past without distraction, he opened his eyes without sorrow and joy, and looked like a Buddha statue on the top of the Buddha hall, not causing ripples in his heart for everything in the outside world.

It's not that I made a move, but the laws of heaven have judged that you have mutilated holy relics, and the punishment is also sent down by heaven. Nothing to do with him.

Elder Gong was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly lost all blood.

The talisman array descended from the Heavenly Dao had already convicted five people of guilt, and the ghost hand of Panhuan below finally rushed forward, grabbing the five people with seven hands and eight feet, and took off the people inch by inch from the bottom of the talisman array with a cruel smile.

Eight thousand feet underground is the Infernal Prison.

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We......

In the end, before the frightened words for mercy were finished, countless hands completely dragged the figures of the five people off the ground. The talisman burst and dissipated abruptly.

The red maple on the ground seemed to encounter a dragon absorbing water, spinning in a circle in the air, and it fell down in a long time.

Chongjue stood with one hand and recited the Buddha's verse. Suddenly, the cold sound that had been holding his other arm seemed to be unable to support it anymore, and his body fell limply.

Chongjue was stunned for a moment, and immediately helped him to lean in his arms.

Rustling?

The sound of the cold was still alive and kicking, but after a while, it seemed to be stimulated, and his breathing was so short that he could barely breathe, and he could only breathe hard with his lips open, and even his bright eyes began to lose his mind.

The corners of his forehead were covered with cold sweat, and his ink hair was wet and sticking to the side of his face, and he muttered something with a sickly weakness.

I, don't ......