Chapter 122: Pagoda
Xuankong saw that the gate of the Mengjie had been opened, he nodded, and was about to step in to find Geng Sheng's soul.
The Qingfeng girl didn't say a word, moved the lotus step lightly, and silently followed behind Xuankong. Xuankong hurriedly turned around and persuaded: "Hey, Qingfeng girl, the Mengjie is really dangerous, it will be safer for you to stay outside!"
Qingfeng didn't stop, stood behind Xuankong, and whispered, "I'll go in with Xuankong Dao Chief." ”
Xuankong was about to faint, and he asked, "Let's go in together?"
Don't be kidding, with the Heavenly Immortal cultivation of Xuankong, taking the risk of entering the Mongolian realm through the Ten Thousand Buddha Diagram is all fighting for your life. Not to mention that Qingfeng is just a little fox spirit with a hundred years of mana, and I am afraid that I will not be able to take care of her distracted when I get to the Mongolian realm.
Qingfeng insisted: "The Xuankong Dao Leader said that there is no way for a living person to cast a spell in the Mongolian Realm, and the little girl can go in with the Dao Leader to fight. ”
There is some truth to this.
Now that time is tight, Xuankong doesn't know how long the spell he blessed on the immortal clothes can last, and he doesn't have time to bargain with Qingfeng. I had to turn around and say coldly: "Okay, if you want to come, come here, let's go in!"
He turned his body vertically, followed the light of the Buddha emitted by the Ten Thousand Buddha Diagrams, and flew into the mysterious Mongolian realm. The Qingfeng girl also bit lightly, and flew in behind Xuankong.
The light of the Buddha suddenly bloomed, enveloping Xuankong and Qingfeng in it.
When the Buddha's light dissipated, Xuankong's ears suddenly quieted down. This is the Mongolian Realm, and there are no living creatures in the Mongolian Realm, only the souls that have died unjustly under the magic of the demon immortals.
And the soul resides in the stupa and does not appear in the outside world.
Xuankong appeared in his hand with the jade pendant handed over to him by Qingfeng and said: "We still follow the clues of the jade pendant to find, but we have to be fast, otherwise we will never be able to get out again if the Ten Thousand Buddha Diagram is closed!"
Qingfeng followed behind and nodded slightly, indicating that he already knew.
The Mongolian realm is indeed worthy of being opened up by Western saints, and stupas are erected everywhere, although each stupa is only one person high, but it is exquisite and delicate, and it is even divided into seven layers.
The surroundings were so quiet that Qingfeng couldn't help but speak to relieve the tension in her heart.
"These stupas are so small, can they still accommodate people?"
Xuankong's face was a little tense, and he replied, "In the Mongolian Realm, there are only souls, and souls are enough to inhabit them. Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly showed joy, and he said with a smile: "Since Miss Qingfeng wants to know, then come in with me!"
But it was he who finally discovered the fluctuation of Geng Sheng's soul, the time and space in this Mongolian realm were reversed, although Geng Sheng only entered a moment earlier than Xuankong and them, but he had already drifted into the depths of the Mongolian realm.
Xuankong pulled Qingfeng, ran a few steps, and ran towards a pagoda.
Qingfengqiao's face was blushing, but she didn't break free, and was pulled by Xuankong. The two of them ran towards a pagoda, but they felt that they had never closed the distance, and Qingfeng curiously paid attention to it and realized that it was not that they had not closed the distance.
Rather, the closer they got to the stupa, the smaller they became.
By the time Xuankong and Qingfeng stood at the bottom of the pagoda, the figures of the two had shrunk to the size of soybeans.
Qingfeng's eyes showed a look of surprise, he really couldn't believe the magic of the Mengjie. Xuankong smiled: "This is nothing, the space opened up by the saint is self-contained, and the time and space calculations in it are different from the outside world. ”
"Miss Qingfeng, you can wait outside now, I'll be back in a moment!"
Saying this, Xuankong dodged and rushed into the pagoda, and Qingfeng was not worried about following Xuankong in. But in just a moment, Xuankong had already walked out of Shi Shiran from the gate of the pagoda.
Qingfeng looked at Xuanqi and was calm, and he didn't understand why he came out of the tower immediately after going in for a while.
Solving the major problem of saving people, Xuankong also let go of the depression in his heart, and said with a smile: "We can go back!" Qingfeng followed him suspiciously, Xuankong spread out his clenched right fist as he walked, and a small soul as small as an inch was in a coma and was caught in his hand.
The eyebrows and eyes of the soul are complete, but an arm is missing, and Qingfeng feels distressed when he sees this, this is the soul of Geng Sheng who was killed by the giant eagle king. She carefully took Geng Sheng's soul from Xuankong's hand, and couldn't help but thank Xuankong: "Thank you Xuankong Daoist for saving your life!"
Xuankong pinched his fingers and calculated that it had only been a moment since they entered the Mongolian realm, but they didn't have to rush too much on the way back. It seemed that the passage of time in the Mengjie was indeed different from the outside world, he shook his head and said: "Qingfeng girl, there is really no need, no matter who is wronged in front of me, I will do my best to reach out to save it." ”
His eyes fell on the pagoda forest in the Mongolian realm, there were too many pagodas here, densely intersecting and crowded together like a dense forest. From time to time, there will be faint cries that come from time to time, these are innocent souls affected by the magic of the demon fairy.
Xuankong sighed, he could now understand a little bit of the psychology of the Jizo King Bodhisattva.
Any immortal Buddha who still has kindness and compassion in his heart will have the idea of going out of his way to save the world when he sees and hears the pain of such an unjust soul. It's just that it's unrealistic, there are too many souls here.
Moreover, their physical bodies have already turned into ashes in the human world to compensate for the heavens and the earth, and Xuankong is to let them return to their souls, which can only make them lose their last possible chance to reincarnate in the Three Realms.
Qingfeng rescued Geng Sheng's soul, she was happy, and she let go of her surname and looked around along the way. Suddenly, I saw that in the center of the Mongolian realm, there was a huge stupa that was different from the others, towering into the sky.
Qingfeng pointed at it and asked Xuankong, "Xuankong Dao Chief, what kind of place is there?"
Xuankong looked at the largest stupa in the center of the Mongolian realm, and saw that the pagoda was thirty-three stories high, and on each floor sat a statue of the Buddha with kind eyebrows. But what made him curious was that every stone statue here seemed to be a little different from the Buddha in Xuankong's memory.
You must know that Xuankong's memory can be mixed with the myths and legends in his previous life, as well as the allusions to the immortals and Buddhas in this world.
If even he can't tell who the Buddha is, it can only prove that these statues are ancient Buddha images.
It is an ancient Buddha who has long passed away from the ancient times to the present, and has passed away in the immeasurable eons of the past.
Just when Xuankong was looking at it, he only heard a thunderclap suddenly explode at the top of the pagoda, and this loud sound was particularly deafening in the quiet Mongolian realm. Xuankong hurriedly raised his head, only to see the top of the stupa slowly parting to both sides.
Thousands of rui qi, ten thousand Buddha light radiated from the top of the tower. Xuankong saw that he was overjoyed, and said excitedly: "Hehe, I don't know what treasures are on the tower, but today I have a fate to shine light!
Xuankong remembered that the two sages of the West often said: "Heaven and earth spiritual treasures, the virtuous live in them!" Xuankong thought to himself that although I had not done anything earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods, I was still a virtuous immortal.
This treasure happened to shine when he passed by, so he is not a person who is destined, who else is? Even if the two saints of the West are here in person, Xuankong has something to say when he sees them. (To be continued.) )