Chapter 294: Crossing the Sea of Blood, He Turned Freely
"Hey......" with a long sigh, Mo Chen relayed the words in the spirit crystal to Demon Yuan'er.
After hearing this, Demon Yuan'er also felt a little sad, and would rather lock himself here than hurt other people, no matter what, the abbot of Huale Temple should be buried alive.
The two of them dug a deep pit in the earth with their bare hands, and then carefully lifted the Dharma Shed and put it into it.
The spirit element of the body was stagnant to the extreme, and they were afraid of a slight fluctuation of the spirit element, so they transformed this method into flying ashes.
The abbot of Huale Temple never thought of leaving his Buddhist temple until he died, so this must be the best place to bury him.
After all this was done, Mo Chen and Demon Yuan'er continued to walk towards the huge mountain suspended in the air in the extreme distance, after all, the deceased was gone, and the living were like this.
"According to the records in the spirit crystal, we are all void outside the heaven and earth. As he hurried, Mochen pondered the previous written record.
Demon Yuan'er nodded: "I have seen a record in the royal library, saying that the whole world is like an egg, our heaven and earth are like the yolk of an egg, and Taixu is the egg white wrapped in the yolk.
The reason why the egg yolk is not integrated into the egg white is because the egg yolk is wrapped in a membrane, and this film is the power of yin and yang for our heaven and earth. ”
"The reason for the disorder is because this membrane is broken, and the yin and yang are missing, so the power of the Taixu is integrated into the heaven and earth, which causes the disorder?"
"It may be so, but there is no record in the ancient books, so I don't know. Demon Yuan'er replied that she had only seen scattered records in ancient books, but she didn't know much about the specific cause of the disorder.
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Four days later, the two of them finally marched to the side of the hanging mountains, where the sun was shining, the white clouds were swirling, and the rich aura was even more than when the mainland had just returned to heaven and earth.
Mo Chen looked up, only to see that on the top of the mountain, the sea of blood flowed, the qi and blood curled, wisps and wisps, and occasionally there would be Buddha sounds coming out of it.
"Brother Lieyan and Miss Buyi have already climbed the mountain?" Mo Chen muttered in a low voice.
It turned out that when he and Demon Yuan'er first arrived at the Hanging Mountains, they patrolled around the Hanging Mountains for safety reasons, in case there were assassins lurking.
And at that moment, Ink Dust found that the ice lotus in his ring began to flicker frequently, as if guiding him in a certain direction.
Overjoyed, Mo Chen and the two followed the guidance of the ice lotus to the foot of a mountain.
Seeing that there were no special objects within a radius of dozens of zhang, Mo Chen and the others did not hesitate, and directly dug up the mountain soil, revealing another ice lotus that was buried deep in the ground by Lie Yan Liang.
Only then did Mo Chen know that Lie Yan Liang hid a piece of his information in the Ice Lotus, which explained that he and Feng Buyi waited for Mo Chen and the two of them to no avail for a few days, and then climbed the mountain first.
If the two of them found the ice lotus after they arrived, it meant that they had not yet come down the mountain.
"The vision here is becoming more and more apparent, and it must have attracted many monks, so let's hurry up and climb the mountain. After Mo Chen put away the fierce ice lotus, he flew towards the main peak with Demon Yuan'er.
The momentum here is majestic, tall and unfathomable, and the vast blood and qi seem to have the potential to cover the sky.
After the mainland returns to heaven and earth, the main peak here goes straight to the sky, the aura is permeated, the ancient trees on the mountain are intertwined, the roots are deep and leafy, standing at the foot of the mountain can not see the top of the mountain at all, as if connecting the nine heavens outside the dome.
It stands to reason that such a high mountain peak should be covered with snow all year round, but it is full of greenery, and there is even more majestic blood coming out of the sea of blood on the top of the mountain, nourishing the green plants of the entire continent.
"With such a strong blood qi, it is almost condensed into solid plasma. Demon Yuan'er didn't stop, and every step of the foot stirred up thousands of feet of smoke, and Mo Chen couldn't understand what the long sword she wore at her waist was for.
"Try it with my Dao soldiers. Mo Chen stared forward, took out the soldier bean and turned into a yellow-armored Dao soldier, he used his divine sense as a guide, and guided the Dao soldier to the depths of the sea of blood.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a loud "boom!"
On the top of the mountain, there was a thunder explosion, and the sound wave spread, causing the entire main peak to tremble, and at the same time, there was a grand bell, which was majestic and heavy, penetrating the hearts of the two.
Mo Chen and Demon Yuan'er were surprised, and when they took a few steps back, they looked up at the same time, only to see the Buddha's light shining on the entire sky, and spreading out from the top of the mountain little by little, like a sea tide.
"Knock ......"
Hong Zhong Da Lu, like the sound of warning, cleanses people's minds, constantly stirring in the air, between heaven and earth, directly surrounding the dozens of mountains suspended around.
"It is worthy of the great temple of the Buddhist family with the holy relics of the Buddha!" Mo Chen was shocked when he saw it, but he immediately came back to his senses and carefully felt where the Taoist soldiers were.
He found that the seal of divine consciousness connecting the Dao soldiers was still there, and the sea of blood was not churning, so it was obvious that this thunder bell had nothing to do with the Dao soldiers.
He tried to control the Dao soldiers out of the sea of blood, and after breathing, he walked in again.
Sure enough, the bell did not ring again, and the Buddha's light did not shine again.
Having figured this out, they continued their way up and into the vast sea of blood.
Contrary to Mo Chen's expectations, the wind in the sea of blood was fierce, and because the qi and blood were too condensed, tens of millions of grains of blood sand were formed in the sea of blood, which quickly slashed across faces, skin, and fingertips.
There was no stinging sensation like a sandstorm, Mo Chen reached out and shook it, watching the blood particles in his hand slowly melt, only a warm feeling.
He had tried to absorb this vast amount of blood, but as long as he touched it slightly, the blood would melt immediately, and he couldn't absorb it at all.
The sea of blood is the same as the white mist, and the divine sense can hardly penetrate the body, but the relatively good thing is that the line of sight has not been completely blocked, and the distance around the body can be seen clearly.
Seeing the situation, Mo Chen and Demon Yuan'er couldn't help but say, glanced at each other directly, and grabbed their hands together.
Mo Chen's mind is pure, how can it not be the case with Demon Yuan'er, and with the experience of the frontline cloud sea, now is not the time to care about the difference between men and women.
But fortunately, there was no danger in the sea of blood, and the two of them walked in the sea of blood for about an hour before finally walking out.
In an instant, the sun was shining, and I could barely open my eyes.
Finally adjusted, Mo Chen was surprised to find that the top of the mountain was different from the outside world, covered in silver and snow, and he saw an ancient temple in the distance, which was buried by ice and snow, revealing a corner of the ancient temple.
On this ancient temple, the two saw mottled traces, the beams and pillars made of vermilion wood were also very dim, and the ink dust and even the snow next to the ancient temple saw a copper plaque falling on it.
The four words of the bronze plaque are "He is free".