Chapter 102: Pingkang Mountain Prison
The believers' expressions became calmer, and the piety in their eyes was not fake.
In the sound of neat and deep chanting.
Hong Lei swept them silently, but he didn't feel the peace and quiet, but felt hairy in his heart.
Turning around and exiting the hall, he looked at Shen Yi with some nervousness: "My lord, what should I do now?" ”
It seems to be the right place.
But the scene in front of him is not much evidence.
Now this matter is no longer as simple as a personal grudge, along the way, Hong Lei has also heard about it at the moment, Shen Yi suppressed most of the young generation in Qingzhou City with an extremely strong posture in Dashunzhai.
Leaving little room for relaxation!
At this moment, there were countless pairs of eyes in the city, temporarily putting away their hostility, quietly waiting for the end of the matter.
If you can't maintain the previous vigorous and resolute action, the King Kong Gate will be disposed of neatly.
showed timidity in front of everyone.
Let them find that Shen Yi is not as strong and sure as he appeared, and what will be ushered in will be endless counterattacks.
Not to mention other tricks, at least the pleadings accusing "Lord Shen" of wanton and reckless behavior and bending the law for personal gain will fill the desk of the Chief Soldier!
Not only outside, but even inside the Demon Suppression Division.
This group of partial generals and lieutenants trusted Shen Yi so much that they had a prestige far beyond that of ordinary pro-partial generals.
But this kind of prestige that has just been condensed will take time to stabilize, and if it goes wrong the first time......
"Get up for me!"
The two inner camp generals turned over the little novice on the ground and said coldly: "What kind of tricks are you playing, what about your abbot?" ”
"Abbot...... The abbot is not here, my lord, we are just taking the donors to collect qi and meditate, what is this going to do? ”
Before Xiao Shami's words fell, he found that the young man with a yin and yang fish embroidered on the collar walked over slowly, and wanted to beg for mercy, but found that the other party reached out and lifted his monk's robe, and his slender five fingers quickly pressed the skin and bones.
"Just starting to practice?"
Shen Yi withdrew her hand and straightened up again.
"What are you talking about, what are you practicing?" Xiao Shami's heart was beating suddenly, and as soon as the words of defense reached his mouth, he let out a sharp howl: "Ah!! ”
Clean boots ran over his arms with a crisp click.
Shen Yi, who had been quietly observing, slowly walked to the front of the main hall at this moment, and the aura belonging to the jade liquid realm quickly swept away, dispersing all the curling green smoke in the hall.
Almost at the same time, all the believers looked up at a loss, and the joy in their eyes faded into some kind of heart-scratching pain.
They were clutching the hems of their clothes, and there were green tendons on their necks.
Soon, the chanting turned into an uncomfortable low howl, and everyone twitched their noses vigorously, but they couldn't feel the happiness just now.
"Master! I write, I'll write home now! Be sure to call my grandson to meditate and practice together! ”
"Give me a little more mercy!"
Someone staggered to his feet, as if he had been drained of his spirits, and looked like a ghoul, and begged, "Give me pen and paper......
Hong Lei and the others in the Demon Suppression Division were slightly stunned, and then they all frowned.
Shen Yi lifted the thin claws on the cuffs, and the golden glow in her eyes rose again!
In the gray sight, there was still white mist and golden light, and I don't know how long it took, and finally an undetectable wisp of scarlet came out from below.
He put away his Qi Lookout technique and strode forward, standing still in front of the Buddha statue.
The five fingers clenched into a fist, and then suddenly burst out!
As the clay Buddha body exploded in an instant, a secret passage was revealed in front of him in the smoke and dust.
"You're on guard."
Shen Yi walked down, and the two inner camp generals said yes.
Hong Lei breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly followed: "They left so many people on the mountain and built secret passages, so they didn't want to cheat some incense money." ”
Before he finished speaking, his face changed slightly, he reached out to cover his mouth and nose, forcibly resisted his disgust, and continued to follow Shen Yi.
I don't know how long it took, but the secluded staircase came to an end, and my feet were slippery and muddy, and there was a stench of several smells, feces, blood, and fishiness......
What catches your eye is a prison cell flanked on both sides by jet-black iron bars.
Except for the iron bars, the prison remains almost as it was in its original grotto, with the only facility being a stone trough where excrement is mixed with some kind of paste-like food, and there is a little powder on the side.
Inside a dirty stone trough.
The upper body lies in it, allowing itself to soak in food and excrement, the yellow and thin cheeks are stained with feces, the eyes are dim, and they unconsciously swallow the paste, dirty like a group of pigs who only know how to eat and drink.
After swallowing a few mouthfuls, he lay on his side on the stone trough, licked the powder with his tongue, and then glared angrily with his eyes, as if he had fallen into some kind of madness, and his body twitched violently until he was exhausted, and his eyes squirmed on the slippery ground with dull eyes.
A few people crawled out of the distance, reached out and grabbed the iron, and stupidly squeezed their heads out, making a "clang" sound.
Hong Lei looked at the endless prisons on both sides, and he didn't even have the heart to count how many people there were.
In the chaotic times of demons, it is not unheard of to see worse situations than this.
But this is the first time that such a disgusting environment has occurred.
"Can the old man really stay in a place like this?"
Hong Lei didn't even want to use the title of fake bald donkey.
"Maybe I'm used to it."
Shen Yi responded softly and continued to walk forward.
According to what Zhang Tuhu said, even if it was counted from the killing of "Yuan Zhi", it was already many years ago.
"What is he doing with these people?"
Hong Lei is quite incomprehensible, he really likes to raise things, so it would be good to raise pigs directly.
Shen Yi stopped her pace and nodded her chin.
Hong Lei followed his gaze and saw two elderly people holding wooden barrels in their hands, pouring the liquid into the big pit.
The scarlet was thick and swirling, a milky white, and there were blood clots in it.
The two put away the barrel and looked coldly outside, as if they had known about Shen Yi's arrival, but there was no panic on their faces.
Just stood quietly by the pool, as if announcing something, and his voice was unwavering: "The two donors are a step too late and are going to die here." ”
Looking at these two slightly familiar faces, Hong Lei quickly recognized their identities, both of them were the older generation of masters who had achieved cultivation in the Vajra Gate, at least not weaker than the original heart monk.
"No more." He let out a breath and reached out and pressed it on the scabbard: "Today, no matter what, you will score me one." ”
"Both are for you."
Shen Yi looked towards the pool of blood.
"Two?" Hong Lei tugged at the corners of his mouth, and was about to refuse, but his eyes were also attracted by the blood pool.
I saw that the surface of the churning surge became more and more violent, as if it was boiling, and decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, a bald head was revealed.
His face was white and beardless, and his eyes were bloodshot, godless and stupid.
Between breaths, the pool of blood all merges into his body, and the skin is surging alternately between the dark and white, and there is no demonic meaning, but the harmony of yin and yang, the momentum is strong, and the abbot who is sitting cross-legged is reflected like a demon Arhat.
"No...... Monk ...... Attaining the Dharmakaya ......"
The abbot got up slowly, his movements were dull, and his voice was like a whisper.
"Huh?" Hong Lei held the handle of the knife tightly.
How can this be explained? To attain fruition without going through immeasurable eons, does it allow you to share the eons with others and then attain the Dharmakaya yourself?
This old man reads the Bible literally?
"Thank you ......"
"Thank you ......"
The abbot convulsed, clasped his palms in front of the prison, and took the two old men of the Vajra Gate over, and hugged them with great gratitude.
Under those two seemingly thin arms, before the two of them could speak, their eyes instantly bulged out of their sockets, and their bodies made a creaking and squeaking sound.
When he let go of his arm, these two masters, who were not weaker than the monks of their own hearts, were already angry on the spot, and they collapsed on the ground like rotten meat.
The abbot stared at his feet suspiciously, and then grinned: "May this fruit become a treasure king, and live like the Hengsha people...... I am perfect, and I am waiting for you, but you have no chance to take it......"
As he spoke, he jumped up, and the hard and dozens of feet thick stone wall shattered easily like tofu in front of his body, and he rushed out of the dungeon in an instant!
“……”
Hong Lei looked at the two corpses on the ground in a daze, and his heart had already sunk to the bottom.
He had heard that the abbot of the Vajra Gate had obtained the half-scroll Ning Dan quenching method, but he had never believed that there was any "half Ning Dan" in the world.
And the situation just now completely broke his cognition.
"Thank you."
Just then, someone gently tapped him on the shoulder.
Hong Lei subconsciously hugged himself, and then saw Shen Yi holding a wisp of dark white breath in his fingertips, put it into the silver bell on his waist, and then turned around and walked quickly towards the exit.
"Thanks for what?"