As Wuxu's body sank, the fish, shrimp, shellfish, and algae that were taken to fix it also sank.

The breath is getting weaker and weaker, and the blue sea beads that have been with him for a long time are set on the two thumbs together, dim, and Wuxu, who is sitting on his knees, seems to be able to go away at any time at this moment. The divine consciousness is concentrated on one point, and the white light the size of a grain of rice seems to be in the mind, and it seems to be in the void, like a candle in the wind; there seems to be an extremely obscure aura coming from the Dharma Realm in the dark, but it is always like it is leaving, if there is nothing, it seems that it will dissipate with the consciousness of the void at any time.

Wu Demon Tong followed unhurriedly, and at the same time continued to drive the water creatures that wrapped Wuxu, constantly squeezing towards the middle.

At this time, it was already almost to the bottom of the lake. Enlightenment is about to reverse the Vajra Dharma, and return the physical body to nothingness along with the divine consciousness.

Suddenly, there was a boom and a quiet cavern cracked open at the bottom of the lake, forming a whirlpool tens of meters high at the bottom of the lake. There was a tremendous pulling force from the whirlpool.

Wuxu opened his eyes to see the situation below, and secretly thought to himself, "It's not bad to be buried quietly in the cave at the bottom of the lake, not to mention, maybe there is a glimmer of life below." "Nor did he resist the whirlpool, but took the initiative to go in and quickly sink towards the cave.

The Wu demon boy, seeing the scene ahead, hesitated slightly, then gritted his teeth and accelerated to chase after him. Who knows, I was afraid that Wuxu would explode before, and I was a hundred meters away. After Wuxu entered the cave, Wu Demon Tong had just arrived, but the cave had been closed. The Wu Demon Boy who was blocking the outside was so angry that his tentacles whipped and churned in the cave at the bottom of the lake, and some of the fish, shrimp, shellfish and algae that had not had time to enter the cave with Wuxu were all turned into powder, dyeing the water at the bottom of the lake scarlet.

But it was said that Wuxu, who entered the cave, after the entrance of the cave closed and the water flow gradually stabilized, his feet stepped on the ground, and in the roofless water, he looked around, and he seemed to be in a dark river.

With the fish and shrimp that came in, they scattered in front of them, and gradually went away happily along the small stone gaps that led in all directions. Wuxu calmed down, holding a night pearl in one hand, and sacrificing the blue sea pearl in the other, and slowly walked towards the spacious place in front of him under the water.

After about an hour or two, the front gradually narrowed, and after walking for another while, Wuxu stumbled, and when he looked down, it turned out that under his feet was a stone staircase covered with moss. Wu Xuan was overjoyed, and carefully followed the stone staircase, slowly climbing forward and upward.

After two or three hundred steps, Wuxu's head was exposed to the water, and he saw himself in an artificial lake with a radius of no more than a mile. There is a three-meter-high abandoned flower bed in the lake, which is only about ten meters away from itself. Then he jumped into the flower bed and climbed to the height. Outside the lake, there is a circle of gray stone paved roads, and there is a hexagonal stone pavilion in the east.

Wuxu came to the stone pavilion, looked at the three big seals on the pavilion, couldn't see the end, then passed through the stone pavilion, along a stone wall that can only be used for two people to walk side by side, walked about ten meters, and came to a bright valley. In this valley, there are unknown flowers and trees growing on both sides, and there is a bamboo forest in the middle of a clearing, and there are several bamboo houses faintly under the bamboo forest.

Wuxu walked quickly through the bamboo forest and came to the front of the bamboo house, but saw that the doors and windows were closed, and the spider silk was connected, as if the owner of this place was long gone. Wuxu stood outside, his whole wet clothes, full of strength, asking loudly, only his own echo lingered in the air for a long time.

Wuxu looked up and saw a stone cave directly above the ground, emitting a dazzling light. Wuxu sacrificed a sheepskin mandala ritual and flew upward. Wu Xu, who had just escaped from the pursuit of Wu Demon Boy, used his spiritual power to only fly to a distance of more than 100 meters, and his blood was tumbling, and his spiritual power was exhausted, so he had to float down slowly.

Despite this, Wuxu was not without gains, but in the air, he saw the situation clearly. It turned out that this was not a valley, but a formation that seemed to have been laid in the belly of a mountain as a retreat. The stone cave directly above must be a hidden cave at the highest point of this mountain, and the dazzling light is actually made of the sun's rays.

Wuxu took out a set of clean clothes and food from the Sumeru ring, and after changing his clothes, he held a wine jug in one hand and pickled yak meat in the other, and pushed open the bamboo house in the middle. The largest bamboo hut was the largest, with a large bed made of bamboo, also made of bamboo, on the inside facing the door, and on the left-hand side was a wooden dresser with boxes made of white jade, the contents of which had long since been reduced to ashes. On the right hand side hang two paintings of Juan, one painting seems to be the beautiful scenery of Lihu Lake, the smoke is vast, there seems to be an ant-sized flat boat in the distance, and the other is a picture of a lady, the person painted is dressed simply, a blue square cloth tied with long hair, the body is beautiful, but unfortunately the face is still blurred, just look at its soft outline, it seems to be a beautiful and quiet woman.

In Wuxu's heart, he secretly thought, "Could it be that this is the place where Fan Li and Xi Shi retreat?"

I came to a bamboo house next door, but it was a study, and there were some calligraphy and paintings on the surrounding walls. Inside, three rows of bamboo shelves are piled with bamboo slips and silk cloth. On the left side of the study, there is also a sitting and desk. The slump and desk were covered with dust, but only the bookshelf seemed to be spotless, apparently imposing a trick to keep the dust away. Wuxu picked up a few rolls of bamboo slips and silk cloth, only to see that there were big seal characters on it, and he didn't know one. I sensed it with my divine sense, but I didn't find anything, so I had to put it back again.

The remaining few are just ordinary rooms, or utility rooms, and there is nothing to be found. On the far right, there is a bamboo hut leaning against a babbling mountain spring, and there is a boulder in it, hollowed out in the middle, and the shape resembles a round jar for water. "Amitabha, is this the place where Xi Shi bathed back then?" Wuxu clasped his hands together and slammed the door to retreat.

Returning to the position where he was standing outside the bamboo house, Wuxu looked up at the slightly shifted sun again, recalled the pressure of the bullet he had received when he flew up, and made up his mind to push open the study room here, clean up the sit and the desk, and plan to heal his injuries until he completely recovers his cultivation, and then it is not too late to think about leaving.

The key to this lies in whether or not the Mandala Dharma Realm can once again establish a connection with the Mandala Dharma Realm, enter the Divine Consciousness again, and practice in the Dharma Realm. That's what makes it fundamental.

Sitting on the collapse of the study here, Wuxu recalled that he was at the bottom of the lake before, forced by Wu Demon Boy, confined to the water innocent, and he planned to go to Nirvana, cut off the six senses, look at everything and everything, and give birth to the thought of leaving the world, the light of divine consciousness swayed and obscured, and the mandala Dharma realm seemed to be also empty, and at that time, it seemed that the mandala Dharma realm spontaneously gave birth to a faint sense.

It can be seen that there is a great terror between life and death, and there is also a big secret. Between life and death, when the divine consciousness is preparing for nirvana, in the air of all dharmas, it is also empty of the mandala dharma realm and all the evil pleasures that he has visualized in it. Therefore, the Mandala Dharma Realm then has a sense of self-consciousness. A hint of enlightenment arose in his heart.

At the moment, there is no longer hesitation, the hand knots the Vajra Realm Free Seal, silently reciting the Diamond Sutra, the body is empty, the Dharma Realm is empty, and the evil pleasure is empty. With the chanting of the seal of the Enlightenment, in the Mandala Dharma Realm, gradually, all kinds of foul odors flowed out of the void around the Enlightenment, and the Mandala Dharma Realm slowly appeared in front of the divine consciousness.

At this time, a faint light suddenly rose on the bookshelf, one after another, gold and white, cyan and green, exuding a faint fragrance, dissolving all the stenches in the study into invisible.

Wuxu didn't notice it, in fact, even this stench, Wuxu didn't notice it. Because at this moment, the Enlightenment Void Divine Consciousness seems to have come to the void of another world. When I realized the void, I had a vague sense of the mandala Dharma realm, but this kind of feeling was extremely strange. It seems that this mandala Dharma realm is also dispensable, just like his own stinky skin, it is just a drag.

The Dharma realm of the mandala should be abandoned, so that we can live without phase, and we can get great purity and great light...... Realizing the body of the void divine consciousness, he muttered to himself, "Those who know my Dharma, like a raft metaphor, the Dharma should still be abandoned, let alone illegal?" and stepped forward to the light ahead.

Suddenly, the body of the Void Divine Consciousness slowed down again, and kept looking at the bigger and brighter ahead. Where is the light ahead? How do you feel that after you go, you are no longer yourself? Wu was suspicious in his heart, so he did not want to move forward rashly. In this void, the body of divine consciousness does not know the south, south, west, north, west, north, west, nowhere to see, there is no way to go to the sky, there is no door to enter the earth, and it does not know where to go except for the light in front of it! Moreover, the light in front of it seems to have an indescribable attraction, and the body of his divine consciousness unconsciously and slowly slides forward.

No matter what kind of seal is knotted and what kind of sutra is recited, it seems to be useless, watching the body of one's divine consciousness slide forward, as if a person is in his sleep, suddenly feeling the danger coming, and his subconscious mind is very anxious, wanting to avoid going away, but the physical body seems to be pressed by the boulder, and he can't move half a minute......

In the study, there was no longer a foul smell flowing from the area around Wuxu's body, and it was replaced by a gray breath of silence. As soon as this gray aura emerged, the various colored light clusters floating in the air gave birth to induction, gradually brightening, and at the same time turned into a large seal font, exuding the aura of Zhongzheng Haoran, and flew over, rotating around Wuxu, flickering......

In an unknown void world, the body of the Void Divine Consciousness looked at the front of what was already a sea of white light, and when he was at a loss, he suddenly noticed that countless colorful lights appeared around him, and then his body froze, and it seemed that the attraction of the white light in front of him disappeared. Wuxu stood there, looked at it, pointed ahead sharply, and shouted, "Bigger and bigger, brighter and brighter, and then there are all kinds of colors.

When I opened my eyes, I saw countless clusters of light in the surrounding seal characters, floating in the air. Under the contact of divine consciousness, in each glyph light cluster, countless messages came out, countless chantings: Tianxingjian gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement.

The Tao is very good, and the name is very famous.

The gentleman is silent......

The sages of the sons, the independent and special ideological charm, at this moment manifested into a colorful group of light, with a heroic atmosphere, filled the study, shining with their own brilliance.

As the so-called lake bottom sinks into the cave, the study sits in nothingness.

Suddenly, it was difficult to stop seeing the brightness, and it was clever to borrow the brilliance of the sons.