After breaking through the army mountain, on the edge of a cliff, Han Shangshu, who had just been giggling and squeezing his eyebrows in Fang City, swayed and flew to the ground, and then looked at the black barrier below with a serious face, and took out a wooden staff with many green twigs and young leaves. When the wooden staff emitted a green halo, a faint fragrance arose, dispersing the disgusting miasma. Han Shangshu leaned over and flew towards the deep valley below.

When he was about to fly to the bottom of the valley, Han Shangshu did not land, melted into the halo of the wooden staff, floated on the thick layer of mud mixed with dead branches and animal bones, and flew straight to the northeast for a mile or two, coming to a cave that constantly emitted a black and ferocious aura. Han Shangshu frowned slightly, retracted his spiritual sense, and slowly floated into the cave.

A moment later, Han Shangshu came to a small hole with a black aura like ink. The black evil qi in this small hole seemed to be controlled by someone, and when Han Shangshu appeared at the entrance of the cave, they separated from the middle one after another, revealing a passage. And at the other end of this passage, at the innermost part of the small cave, a slightly hoarse voice sounded, "Han Mutou, how is the matter that Benjun explained?"

Han Shangshu walked in front of a thin old man dressed in a black monk's robe and a scar on his face, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Today, I met a lama, a man with colored eyes, who observed from old age, and the cultivation realm was around the eighth layer of mortal dust. The thin old man smiled and said, "Okay!good!" Fu asked again, "When did you come over?" That Han Shangshu, listening to the shrill laughter of this old monster, seemed to have seen the end of enlightenment after ten days, and his face was unbearable.

The old monster, seeing Han Shangshu's appearance of being concerned, snorted coldly, "If this black demon hadn't been blocked here, all of them would have come out, and the trees and flowers of the entire Broken Army Mountain would have turned into powder." When the time comes, your body will be corrupted by evil spirits, and there is no way to save it, and if you delay it for three or five years, you will die. You are a wood spirit, you don't care about your own safety, you don't worry about the life and death of your kind, but you are here to worry about the irrelevant Semu Lama!"

Han Shangshu gritted his teeth and said, "I will meet him in the back mountain after ten days." ”

Suddenly, I heard this old monster shout, "You actually dare to kill my subordinates, who is so bold!" Han Shangshu rolled his eyes, and thought of the scene when the two subordinates that the old monster usually sent in Fang City were humiliated by Wuxu and retreated today, and he explained the matter. The old monster sitting on a swarthy stone slab immediately scolded, "The dog-daring alien lama actually dares to kill my subordinates! If it weren't for the loosening of the seal and the leakage of evil qi in the past few days, this monarch would have taken his dog's life today!"

Han Shangshu didn't seem to want to talk to him more, so he bowed his hand slightly and turned to leave. Leaving the old monster in the cave, it kept roaring and roaring, stirring up a stirring of evil spirits.

Ten days later, Wuxu came out of a makeshift cave and looked at the sky with a disappointed face. In the past few days, Wuxu has been reading the book of alchemy primer, and even experimented a lot, and was deeply attracted by the subtlety of the alchemy path, but also understood that this alchemy path is almost the patent of the Daomen. The so-called alchemy is to use spiritual knowledge and spiritual power to draw the power of heaven and earth and reconcile all things. Taoism is natural, and it can naturally reconcile yin and yang, reconciling dragons and tigers, while Buddhism emphasizes clarity of mind, and the physical body is also a stinky skin, not to mention other things outside the body, which naturally contradict external objects. At least at this stage, even at the real level, he can't really make achievements in alchemy. If you force it, you will inevitably lose more than you gain, and even go crazy.

"Let's put it for now!" Wu Xuan slightly regretfully incorporated the alchemy entry in his hand into the Sumeru Ring, gathered his mind, and flew towards the direction of the Broken Jun Mountain. After flying to Pojun Mountain, he saw that Han Shangshu was already standing on a cliff, holding a green wooden staff in his hand, waving to him from afar.

Wuxu flew over, Han Shangshu didn't say much, nodded, then raised the wooden staff in front of him, and jumped into the black miasma rolling under the cliff. Wu Xuan saw that he couldn't see his five fingers below, the miasma was like a tide, like a wave under his feet, and after a little hesitation, he flew down with Han Shangshu.

When he arrived at the mouth of a cave that was constantly spewing black and fierce aura, Wuxu stopped and asked, "Han Lao Shangshu, where is this place?

That Han Shangshu stopped, looking like a matter of course, groaning for a while, with a sad look on his face, "Presumably the master also knows that old decay is the essence of plants and trees." Fu pointed to the entrance of the cave again, "This cave is called Songyue Cave, and it is a cave dug after the old man can transform into a human body. But unexpectedly, one day, the well in the cave was magnificent, and the sound of Sanskrit singing faintly came out, and then this thing was ejected. Han Shangshu raised his hand, and Wu Xuan felt that the cyan air flow in the Dharma Realm moved slightly, and there was a faint tendency of condensation. A fragment of an unknown material can be seen as a part of a Buddha statue. This fragment, when the cyan air flow of the Enlightenment Void Law Realm moved slightly, there was also a trace of extremely subtle blue light, which passed in an instant.

That Han Shangshu didn't seem to notice, closed his eyes and recalled for a moment, and said, "Who knows, after that, the brilliance is no longer there, and the tide sound dissipates, but there is an infinite black aura gushing out. After several years, I consulted the local history and researched to know that this place was a cave of the wise masters of the Sui and Tang dynasties. The wise master traveled here that year, subdued the centipede essence that occupied a thousand-year-old road on the mountain, and cultivated it for several years, and saw that its inferiority had not changed, so he sealed it here. ”

As soon as Wuxu heard these words, he knew that Han Shangshu had never told the truth. The pattern shown by that fragment is very familiar to Wuxu, and it has been seen a lot in the Tianyuan Yansheng Temple. It must be a Lamaist thing, and the wise master is a famous Han Buddhist monk in the Sui and Tang dynasties. How can there be Lamaist objects in its cave house?

Han Shangshu saw that Wuxu was silent, so he said again, "After that, thousands of Guanghua and Taotao Sanskrit sounds gushed out from time to time in the cave, and black miasma erupted from time to time. Obviously, the wise master left a heavy treasure of Buddhism that day to suppress the centipede essence. The old man was born in this mountain, and he didn't want this mountain to be destroyed by the poisonous miasma, so he wanted to ask the master to help him get rid of this centipede essence, the treasure of Buddhism, and then he would take it with the master. ”

Wuxu immediately clasped his palms together and said, "The little monk's cultivation is shallow, and he is embarrassed to do this. Mo Ruo, the little monk will return to Dadu one day, repay his teacher, and then come to subdue demons and eliminate demons. ”

As soon as the words fell, a strange laugh sounded, "Do you want to leave when you get here?" Suddenly, the black ferocious aura at the entrance of the cave in front of Wuxu's body was mighty and overwhelming, drowning Wuxu.

Enlightenment, hurriedly flashed into the mandala dharma realm.

The black aura wrapped the void and flew straight towards the cave with a roar.

Han Shangshu shook his head, sighed slightly, turned around and flew away.

In the Songyue Cave of that year, it was pitch black, as if it was a netherworld and an underworld, and countless yin winds and evil breaths were whistling by. The old man in a monk's robe with a scarred face, hidden in the darkness, his face twitched, almost in a roaring state, reciting the "Jizo Bodhisattva Honwish Sutra". I saw countless unjust souls rising up in his body, screaming in unison, hovering in the stone cave. It seems that the upper part cannot reach the kingdom of heaven and the lower part of the reincarnation, and with endless despair and resentment, they frantically bite each other, scurry around, and even cry hoarsely and cut off their limbs.

Bursts of Sanskrit chanting came from under the old man's seat, and a golden light rose up.

Those unjust souls floating in the air suddenly rushed towards the outside of the cave. The black fog that stopped at the entrance of the cave, including the Enlightenment, bore the brunt.

It can be seen that the golden light chased the souls in the air with the sound of Sanskrit singing, and rushed to the place of enlightenment one after another.

Under the seat of the old monster, there seemed to be another world space, and golden light was constantly emerging, and there was a faint sound of dragon groaning. I saw him sitting in the golden light with the method of Buddhism's authentic plate, suffering hard, his body shook slightly, and then he roared, and his hands that were originally clasped together turned outward, pouring the golden light outward like a tide of fire.

For a while, it seemed that the dark soul had sealed the golden light Sang.

In the cave, the light and darkness are disillusioned, and the world is turned upside down.

As the so-called ten-day alchemy is difficult to enter, after breaking the army mountain, you will encounter a wicked person.

If you want to fly out of the black barrier, you will be angry with golden light.