If Yang Lin was present, I was afraid that even if he would recognize who the young monk in front of him was, it was Li Zhen who escaped from Tieshan City together, and later revealed the secret of killing Ding Xun in the Qianyuan Gate.

However, Dao Shi's enlightenment is only an explanation, not that Li Zhen will tell all the things in his heart, and the Dao Shi monk will analyze and solve his doubts.

Therefore, Li Zhen still has a mustard in his heart, and he is even more respectful when doing things, although he is deeply loved by Daoshi monks, but he is too polite, even if he is a casual person like Daoshi, he also feels inappropriate, so he reminds Li Zhen from time to time, hoping that he can break the knot.

The moon sets and the sun rises, the early insects, busy gnawing on the green leaves stained with dew, are also happy, the early birds that eat insects, the Qingyun Holy Maiden looked at the resolute figure and smiled, and the eyes of a few observations in the forest from time to time also smiled.

In the middle of the day, Yang Lin has stood firmly on the sixty-sixth floor of the gold brick steps, the expression on his face has changed from a slight nervousness at the beginning to an indifferent chuckle, and the Qingyun Holy Maiden beside him also smiled, smiling at the bright sun, even more gorgeous.

Although they did not talk out loud to encourage, the two of them expressed their thoughts in the same way at the same time, without politely twisting their bodies, the two nodded silently and expressed their thoughts in their hearts.

Closing his eyes and looking up to the sky, he didn't know if that touch of the sun could warm Yang Lin's heart, but Yang Lin seemed to enjoy this feeling very much, and after taking a deep breath, his footsteps lifted again and stepped up the sixty-seventh gold brick step.

It was pitch black all around, as if there were many ditches flowing somewhere, and a faint blood gas became more and more intense with the thickness of Yang Lin's soles.

When Yang Lin's left heel landed on the sixty-seventh layer of gold bricks, suddenly, the pitch-black space suddenly became bright, not blazing white light, but blood-red faint light, the ditch in the dark was no longer dark, the sound of water gradually sounded, and a thick ball of blood flowed like a river, I don't know where it flowed.

A rotten and deteriorated withered hand silently stretched out from the river of blood, slowly touching the shore, and when it landed on the shore, the five fingers scratched the material of the unknown thing on the shore, making a burst of rubbing sound. Immediately after, the second withered hand, the third withered hand, and even further away, a head with only half of a face left and a face covered with blood was revealed.

Whimpering laments, sad weeping, as more and more human heads, severed limbs, and broken bodies appeared, and the sound of lapping on the bank of the ditch became louder and louder, the whole scene was like a purgatory on earth, extremely miserable.

Even like Yang Lin, who has experienced countless lives and deaths, and is accustomed to seeing bloody people, he felt the fear in his heart for a while, as if he saw what he would look like after he passed away in the future, and stood in place in a daze.

Why is it such a scene, the first thirty-three steps represent the state of mind of the period of returning to the void, and the middle thirty-third order represents the state of mind of the merger period, along the way, Yang Lin has understood the meaning of the illusion on these steps.

It stands to reason that the last thirty-three steps should represent the state of mind of the Mahayana period, but why is it a blurred flesh and blood, almost a cruel purgatory realm?

Standing on top of the void, he looked blankly at the blurred figures of flesh and blood that emerged around him, gathering more and more, and there were many of them, as if he had discovered Yang Lin's existence, and slowly crawled in with a wail and moan.

There was no road ahead, Yang Lin looked sideways but found that he was standing in a void, surrounded by the darkness of the sky, with countless ditches and bloody people gradually climbing all over the ditches.

This blood intent is different from the boundless blood pool under the ethereal prison, where the blood power Yang Lin can absorb, but Yang Lin, who is in the illusion realm, finds that he can't feel the power of the blood source no matter what, and he feels more resentment from the blood water in those ditches, and dies out.

A withered hand covered with blood suddenly poked out from the void under Yang Lin's feet, and the five fingers that looked stiff like skin and bones trembled and grabbed Yang Lin's ankle.

Yang Lin, who was thinking hard about how to break the game, didn't expect that a withered hand would stretch out in the void under his feet to grab him, but when there was a strange feeling at his ankle, Yang Lin couldn't help but look down, only to see that a ditch had appeared under his feet, and he was standing next to the ditch, and the withered hand was also stretched out from the ditch next to him, and several withered hands stretched out from the ditch at the same time.

In the distance, there were even a few skeletons with blurred flesh and blood slowly crawling towards this side. I thought I could dodge, but now I was in purgatory, and my dry hands grabbed my ankles, and I could even feel the sharp fingertips clutching at my ankles, and dragging them into the ditch behind me that looked like a net.

If he was dragged into the dim ditch and mixed into the slowly flowing blood water, Yang Lin really didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be, so he hurriedly transported the true qi of the body protector and shook it away from under his feet.

The withered hands were broken into several pieces, and they fell into the surrounding ditches scatteredly, and even a few withered hands and withered legs that were close to were also shocked out at the same time, and the short-term silence appeared again, but Yang Lin's face was unusually solidified.

The force that shook out from under his feet just now, if it was normal, was enough to collapse the surrounding ditches, but in fact, it only shook a few dead hands and legs away, and not even a drop of blood in the ditches was raised.

It seems that the illusion here does not allow the cultivator of the entrant to be perfectly embodied at all, but is suppressed within a special range, even if he forces out the thunder and lightning protection body and summons a spiritual weapon like a blood soul gourd that is specifically aimed at the blood evil qi, there is no reaction at all.

I couldn't feel a trace of the power of the blood around me at all, but I could really feel the pain of the dry hand grasping the body, Yang Lin couldn't help but feel more and more cold, his strength could not be fully exerted, and there was a bloody shore of ghosts around, and there was no shadow of the road at all, so how to go.

A few more withered hands trembled out from the ditch blood river, holding upwards blankly, and after a while, they found Yang Lin's traces, slowly stretched out their hands, there was no excited ghost cry, and some just wanted to pull Yang Lin into the blood river and persist.

There is no way to retreat, looking around blankly, Yang Lin jumped forward violently, blindly using mana to shake away these withered hands and broken legs, I really don't know when it will be a head, it is better to use the lightness of the body to find a way out in these blood river ditches.

Keeping a straight line, Yang Lin flew forward quickly, there seemed to be an invisible pressure in mid-air, he couldn't fly too high at all, and it was only three feet above the ground. From time to time, a slightly more complete skeleton suddenly jumped out of the river of blood and tried to pull Yang Lin down the river, but Yang Lin had already taken precautions and carefully avoided it while flying.

In fact, on the ninety-nine golden brick steps, Yang Lin had already stepped out, although it was a little oblique, but it was indeed a few steps towards the upper right, but Yang Lin didn't know it, and his face was even more difficult to see the extreme, like a lost lamb, at a loss.

After flying for a long time, Yang Lin also felt a little tired, not only because of the fatigue caused by flying for a long time, but also because of the endless river of blood, and he couldn't see the shadow of a road at all, nor could he feel the so-called direction.

Several bloodstained skeletons suddenly jumped out of the blood pool below, and their strength and speed were obviously much stronger than the skeletons that jumped out before, even if Yang Lin intended to dodge, but in the skeleton's attack that was similar to a pincer attack, he still grabbed Yang Lin's ankle.

Sideways struck several palms, and the skeleton shattered in response, but when he looked up, Yang Lin was no longer sure that the road in front of him was the road he had been keeping straight just now, and it seemed to have changed.

The surrounding blood pool ditch is like a net, and there is no clear ginseng creation at all, for a while, Yang Lin stood on the blood river in confusion, looking around with puzzled eyes, thinking hard, where is that road.

A few bloodstained skeletons jumped out of the river, Yang Lin ignored it and quickly fled to the so-called front, but after traveling far away, the surrounding scenery remained unchanged.

On the other side, the autumn afternoon sun shines on the earth particularly strongly, and the gold bricks are almost showing off with brilliant golden light, after walking a few steps to the upper right, Yang Lin suddenly turned around and moved to the left, his eyes were closed, and the expression on his face was a little helpless, as if he was looking for a road.

Although Yang Lin in the illusion didn't know where the road was, in reality, Yang Lin took a few steps one after another, but suddenly changed direction, which made the people who were bored in the afternoon below look confused.

Standing behind Dao Shi, Li Zhen clearly saw the white-clothed figure on the ninety-nine golden brick steps, and for a while, all kinds of feelings came to his heart.

If, like the people who came to watch, Li Zhen didn't understand why Yang Lin on the stage walked sideways, he couldn't help but ask: "Master, why is Yang Lin swaying from side to side, as if he is lost?"

"The eighth layer of the eight Buddhas of Buddhism refers to the realm of Mahayana, but the realm of Mahayana does not seem to be combined, and the realm of returning to the void is so traceable, but it is just a state of mind that is arbitrary and breaks through. If it is guided by the guidance of the eight Buddha's floating temples, the last 33 layers of gold brick steps are nowhere to be found, but as long as you enter, you will fly forward without hesitation, although there will be a lot of obstacles in the middle, but as long as you are firm-minded, do not hesitate, and insist on flying straight forward with your heart, you can easily reach the other side, which is the success of reaching the top. ”

Dao Shi Monk's expression showed a hint of yearning, but his voice changed, and he said in a low voice: "It's just that although it is simple, there are a lot of obstacles along the way, and it is easy to lose your way and mess up your heart if you don't do it well, so that you will stop and stop, and it will be difficult to climb to the top and enjoy the realm of bliss." Therefore, the state of mind of enjoying Mahayana also requires a fluke, not something that can be achieved by understanding and concentration. ”

Glancing up, Yang Lin took a few steps to the upper left, and then took a few steps to the lower left, his face was confused, and the Taoist monk sighed and said: "It seems that Yang Lin's current scene has been lost in the thirty-three layers of gold brick steps, if you want to find the exit, it is not just your understanding and concentration that can solve it, but you need that great opportunity, a blessing from God." ”