The two teenagers who had finally stabilized their bodies were panting in shock, and under the protection of the Wind Resisting Technique, the fox demon girl slowly floated down the path vacated in the middle of the pit.

looked at Bai Xiaoyi, who had a lot of snot and tears, and Mei'er scolded angrily:

"It's all you, a money-grubbing boy, who told you not to touch things indiscriminately, so it's okay. I'll see how you climb back!"

After stabilizing his mind, Bai Xiaoyi, who was scared out of half his life, said aggrievedly:

"It's all my fault, I don't dare anymore, master. ”

Glancing at his worn right hand, Ao Cangfeng said with difficulty:

"Now that it's over, stop pointing fingers at each other. I think it's less than three stories away from the ground floor, so as long as we are careful, we shouldn't hurt if we slide down this way. He tried to drag Bai Xiaoyi up, "Brother Bai, you try to sit up, and then slide down little by little by the side of the wall, as long as the speed is slow enough, there will be no problem." ”

Struggling to sit up, Bai Xiaoyi glanced at Ao Cangfeng's bloody right hand and the broken sword, and said with some shame:

"Proud ...... Proud big brother, it's all the little brother who is greedy for a while...... I will remember this life-saving grace in my heart......"

Gently patting the rogue boy's shoulder, Ao Cangfeng said calmly:

"It's all brothers, what's polite. ”

Bandaging his right hand simply, Ao Cangfeng and Bai Xiaoyi slipped against the wall, rubbing down the slide little by little. And the fox Mei'er, who can use the wind control technique, hung lightly in the air, while sneering at the two teenagers, and easily fell to the bottom of the flat ground.

As far as the eye can see, this is a place similar to the ninth floor of the upper stupa, the space is as small, and there is also a huge statue of a god more than two people high. Against the backdrop of the last layer of nine night pearls, this strangely shaped statue immediately attracted the attention of the three people.

Unlike the statues they had seen before, the one in front of them was actually made of bronze, and it was obviously more delicate and vivid. It can be accurately identified that the statue is carved of an old man with a grim face, riding on the back of a fierce beast with three eyes and one horn. The old man closed his eyes and pondered, and there was a round of radiant Buddha light behind his head. Judging from the old man's clothes and hairstyle, he is obviously a Taoist. The most peculiar thing is that this statue of the old man has six arms.

The pair above is held high to the sky, holding a demon-suppressing bell in his left hand and a demon-slaying pestle in his right hand. The middle pair of arms is stretched out to the left and right, holding a whip in his left hand and a sword in his right. The bottom pair of arms are placed horizontally on the abdomen with overlapping palms, and a strangely shaped lantern is held on the palms. Faintly, you could see a black and purple flame steaming inside the lantern, and surrounded by the flames, there was a golden bead that was beating up and down.

The moment she saw the strange black-purple flames, the fox demon girl screamed and dodged away. She pointed to the lantern and cried out in horror:

"Nine Nether Fires! It's Nine Nether Fires!"

Seeing the girl's big reaction, Bai Xiaoyi and Ao Cangfeng both cast strange glances. But in the next second, the young man with the negative sword, who seemed to think of something, also hid by the wall in horror.

Ao Cangfeng asked with some uncertainty:

"You're not mistaken, are you? That thing really Nine Nether Fire?"

The fox demon girl shouted impatiently:

"Why am I lying to you, in the forbidden land of Tianji Pavilion, there is such a thing, I have seen the terrifying place of that flame with my own eyes!"

Swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Ao Cangfeng said to the dazed and ignorant Bai Xiaoyi:

"Brother Bai, don't touch that black fire, that thing is the legendary Nine Nether Fire that only exists in the Nine Nether Mansion. ”

"Nine Nether Fires, what is that?" Bai Xiaoyi casually approached the side of the statue, and while observing the black fire up close, he asked heartlessly, "What is so terrible about such a small fire?"

Throwing a look like an idiot, the fox demon girl cursed loudly:

"Nerd, get back to this fairy, do you know how terrible that thing is, he's going to burn you to the point of being gone!"

"That's right, Brother Bai, don't touch it. The Nine Nether Flames are designed to hurt the soul, and once they are touched, they will burn the soul of any living thing to ashes before disappearing. Not to mention the masters of the Heavenly Phenomena Realm, even if the immortals in the sky touch it, it will be difficult to survive!"

Looking at the two companions on the wall who were so frightened that their faces changed color, Bai Xiaoyi weighed the benefits and harms, and then took a few steps back. He didn't really believe the words of those two people, anyway, he had never seen any Nine Nether Fire, let alone how terrifying this thing was, and based on the descriptions of the two people, he only had a general impression of it. However, since what they said was so evil, in order to avoid giving away his life, Bai Xiaoyi still chose to dodge.

Carefully circling around the idol a few times, Fox Mei'er asked curiously:

"Who is this statue carved from? Do you know it?"

Bai Xiaoyi, who grew up in Bao'en Temple since he was a child, really knows a few Bodhisattva Arhats, and after looking at it for a while, he muttered with some uncertainty:

"The mount under him seems to be the Truth, so it's the Jizo King Bodhisattva, right? But I don't remember that the Jizo Bodhisattva has six arms? And why is he wearing a robe?"

After carefully looking at the costume of the idol and the magic weapon in his hand, the knowledgeable Ao Cangfeng interjected:

"If I'm not mistaken, Brother Bai is only half right. This statue is the king of Jizo, but he is not a bodhisattva, but a person who burned the lamp before he was consecrated as a god. His robes and buns were exactly the outfits of ancient qi practitioners. And the lantern in his palm, if I'm not mistaken, should be an imitation of the 'coffin lamp'. ”

"Coffin lantern?"

Bai Xiaoyi looked at the young man beside him with a confused expression.

"According to legend, there are three magic lamps between heaven and earth, 'heaven, earth, and man'. The sky lantern is also known as the jade void glass lamp, which contains the 'Wanling Guyan' owned by the primitive Taoist. The floor lamp is also known as the Eight Views Palace Lamp, which contains the 'Burning Sky Purple Fire' and is owned by the Taishang Taoist. And this last one is the coffin lamp, which contains the 'ghost fire' and belongs to the person who burns the lamp. The probe glanced at the majestic god statue, and said respectfully: "Judging from many evidences, this god statue should be a lamp-burning Taoist who has not yet been canonized. But why there are six arms, I can't figure this out......"

The fox demon girl, who looked at the statue for a long time and felt bored, took the lead and said:

"Didn't you say that the Yang Tower hid treasures? What about the baby? It can't be this broken lantern that can't even be touched? This fairy hasn't lived enough, so I'm not going to take the contents of it. ”

His eyes rolled, and Bai Xiaoyi, who had a ghost idea, said with a hippie smile:

"Who said that if you want to take that golden relic inside, you will definitely bang that Nine Nether Fire?"

As he spoke, the rogue boy picked up the broken sword that had been thrown away by Ao Cangfeng from the ground beside him. Bai Xiaoyi climbed up to the statue lightly, and inserted the short sword into the gap of the lantern at once. But when the body of the broken sword touched the black-purple flames, with a snort, the originally strong and unusually strong sword toughness was instantly burned into ashes. Immediately after, the black-purple flame spread along the sword body, and Bai Xiaoyi was so frightened that he threw the thing out.

In the strange sound of Zizi, the short sword and the scum of the hilt burned by the Nine Nether Fire were left. Bai Xiaoyi, who was frightened out of a cold sweat, climbed on the tail of the Diting Divine Beast, looking at the place where the black fire disappeared with horror.

Shaking his head helplessly, Ao Cangfeng said coldly:

"I told you a long time ago, don't touch the Nine Nether Fires. This kind of flame not only hurts the soul, but also burns everything that is contaminated with life into ashes. I've been wearing that sword for eleven years, and I'm all covered with anger. ”

Finally seeing the terrifying Bai Xiaoyi of the Nine Nether Fire, he sat down on the ground and hid in the corner, never daring to approach the idol again.

But the fox demon girl, who has been unrestrained since she was a child, began to raise a large number of treasures in the hands of the statue and other hands. Mei'er circled around the idol twice, and saw the opportunity to jump to the left arm in the middle of the statue. She leaned over and removed the silver whip from the idol's hand. Then, the girl exclaimed in surprise:

"It's a dragon tendon! It's a dragon tendon whip!"

In the cheers, the little fox demon floated down. Still in mid-air, she suddenly threw the eighteen-section whip in her hand upward, and the next moment, the iron whip, which was originally only a few feet long, skyrocketed to a zhang to a length of a few feet. On the bones that were like dragon scales, there was a pale golden light.

Falling gently to the ground, the girl raised her hand and took the whip back, she stroked the iron whip with great affection, and shouted happily:

"Good baby! Good baby! Idiot, this whip is for this fairy, don't talk back!"

Raising his eyes and looking at the whip in the girl's hand, Bai Xiaoyi opened his mouth, but he still didn't dare to speak.

Shaking his head helplessly, the arrogant wind on the side looked up at the simple broadsword held in his right hand in the middle of the statue. The young man who saw the hunting heart hesitated for a moment, and then strode forward and bowed to the Buddha statue and said:

"The younger generation is proud of the wind, and he came here by chance. The younger generation is brave and wants to borrow the sword in the hands of the gods, and if there is any offense, please forgive the gods. ”

As he spoke, the young man with the sword bowed respectfully three times.

Looking at Ao Cangfeng's actions, Bai Xiaoyi, who was hiding in the corner, muttered angrily:

"Pretending to be a bronze statue, can you really open your mouth to refuse you?"

Hearing the sarcasm of the rogue boy, Ao Cangfeng's face turned red, but the martial idiot who loves swords like his life, how could he not hold back such a divine weapon. After a slight hesitation, the young man with the sword flew up, jumped lightly on the right arm in the middle of the idol, and with great effort, pulled out the big sword, which was more than five feet long and one palm wide.

After weighing the weight of the long sword, and carefully examining the edge and material of the sword, Ao Cangfeng exclaimed in surprise:

"Good sword, good sword!"

Gently turning over the blade of the sword, under the light of the night pearl, a rough inscription appeared on the bronze blade. There are two big characters carved upright with the ancient seal on it.

Juque!