But before he could completely relax his mind, there was a sudden heavy wheezing sound in the quiet tunnel. Xuankong stopped, listened quietly, the sound disappeared, and suddenly, a lantern appeared not far away.

Xuankong was shocked in his heart, could it be that he had encountered some demons and monsters again?

However, compared to this strange and terrifying tunnel, Xuankong would rather have a solid fight with the demons, and he hurriedly strode over. The lantern swayed up and down, and the wheezing sound returned, getting louder and louder. There was a sudden roar in the tunnel, and then a flame burst into the sky.

Xuankong did not dodge or dodge, and a layer of clear light emanated from his body, forcing the flames away from his body. No matter how high the temperature of this flame is, it is still far inferior to the Sun Jin Yan in the poisonous abyss.

With the help of Da Ri Rulai and Gonggong Ancestor Wu in the Poison Abyss Sea, Xuankong not only stabilized the Buddha fire in his own primordial spirit, but also absorbed a ray of Sun Jinyan's flame. This can play a great role even for him who has achieved Da Luo's Taoism.

Through the bright light emitted by the flames, Xuankong could see clearly that there were two lanterns in front of him, but the two eyes of an ancient poisonous dragon!

The poisonous dragon roared and rushed straight towards the sky. Xuankong shouted angrily, and held the Tianluo Blood Transformation Divine Knife in his hand in the air, and the Blood Transformation Divine Knife instantly appeared ten thousand blood-colored blades, which gently landed on the neck of the Ancient Poison Dragon, and with a gentle turn, he immediately cut off the Dragon Head of the Ancient Poison Dragon.

Today's Xuankong mana has improved by leaps and bounds, and it only takes a moment to deal with the ancient poisonous dragon that is not yet Taiyi's cultivation. The Ancient Poison Dragon was buried under the Tianluo Blood Transformation Divine Knife, and before he could scream, the essence blood on his body had been sucked up by the Blood Transformation Divine Knife, and it was turned into ashes in an instant.

Xuankong didn't care about the primeval poisonous dragon that had been slaughtered by himself, he continued to fly forward cautiously with the Blood Transformation Divine Sword. After a while, my eyes suddenly lit up, and I was already in a hall in the middle of a mountain.

After suffering many losses before, Xuankong became more vigilant. The institutions in the Asura realm are indeed not in vain. The danger was even more than he had imagined before, Xuankong stood still, standing at the door of the hall, he had to take a closer look first.

I saw a huge candlestick hanging from the top of the cave, which was full of candles, and the ground was piled with all kinds of tools and human shapes. The cave was quietly empty, only nine thick pillars were neatly arranged, the texture of the pillars was very strange, and you could see the smoke and clouds circulating endlessly, this seemed to be a formation of some kind of magic circle.

Xuankong tentatively walked into the cave. A little closer, suddenly an old voice sounded behind him: "Who are you, how did you break into my dojo?" Xuankong was startled, and turned his head suddenly, only to see an elderly monk in black standing behind him.

He jumped forward, landed lightly and skillfully behind the black-clothed old monk, stretched out his right hand and pressed the old monk's heavenly spirit cover, and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm the one you're looking for. However, the black-clothed old monk was not controlled by Xuankong, but turned into a shadow. Floated out from under the palm of Xuankong's hand. Xuankong was a little surprised, watching the shadow melt into the darkness in the corner of the hall without a trace, he looked around.

A voice came from in the corner: "Here I am." ”

Xuankong turned his head to look, only to see that the black-clothed old monk had actually appeared in the cloud pillar. He stepped out of the pillar of clouds. Slowly descended to the ground: "This is my dojo, I can appear anywhere whenever I want." ”

Xuankong withdrew his hands and quietly looked at the black-clothed old monk who seemed to be defenseless standing in front of him. There was already a faint guess in my heart: "You are the eldest disciple of Shakya Rulai, the first divine sword of the Three Realms, Ayinava?"

Ayinavar smiled proudly. nodded: "It's a miracle that you can really break through the poisonous abyss and sea, and come here with countless traps in my Asura Realm, old man admires!"

Xuankong smiled faintly: "Don't dare, it's over." I'm still fooled by you!"

Now that Xuankong has fallen into Ayinavar's trap, Ayinavar doesn't want to hide his cleverness in front of him: "Yes, it's really hard for you to see it." ”

Xuankong shook his head, sighed softly and said, "I should have thought of it, even if you are the great disciple of Sakya Nyorai, I am afraid that there is nothing different in front of the Great Day Nyorai Bright Buddha." Besides, the distance between this Mount Meru and the Spiritual Mountain is too far, and there is no reason for you to leave a dojo on the Spiritual Mountain, but not leave a passage to enter and exit the Asura Realm. ”

Ayinavar nodded and said, "Yes, if you press the bone switch down hard in my dojo, you can see the passage under my futon, and in the passage is my Ayia Navar Garden, which has a portal to the Asura realm. ”

Xuankong shook his head and said, "According to your temperament, you won't trust anyone, I don't think that Asura Gate will be much easier than the Poison Abyss Sea." ”

Ayinavar laughed: "Sure enough, it is the happiest to talk to smart people, you are right, what Ayinavar Garden is Rashomon, which is the gate of life and death wandering to the Asura realm. Moreover, it is made of soil as a raw material, and this thing grows when it encounters water, and disappears when it encounters fire, and no hard thing in the world can damage it. ”

Xuankong muttered: "I've also heard of this thing, it was because of the private acquisition of the Heavenly Court that the lower realm of the soil was relegated to the abyss of the feather dragon and suffered from the knife. I've heard that there is still a little bit of subtlety in the Three Realms that few people in the Three Realms know. ”

A look of surprise flashed in Ainawa's eyes: "So you know?"

Xuankong smiled: "Xiyang is an innate divine object, and it can only disappear if it is grilled with mortal fire. Those who can come to your Lingshan Zangjing Pavilion Dojo are either immortals or saints, how can they think of using mortal fire, so no one will ever be able to open your Rashomon. ”

Ayinava nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, this is extremely rare knowledge, it is really difficult for anyone in the Three Realms to know about it." He couldn't help but show off in front of Xuankong: "Even if you can pass this level, there are still my disciples guarding you." ”

Xuankong was stunned: "Your disciple?"

Ayia Navar didn't know that Xuankong had already understood the origin of his predecessor, so he didn't want to tell it thoroughly, but just smiled and said: "My disciple's cultivation time is still above me, his mana is strong, and he is known as the Venerable Seven Wounds, even Shakyamuni can't easily break through the level he guards." ”

Xuankong knew in his heart that this must be Ayinavar's disciple before reincarnation, thinking about that at that time, Ayinavar was still the Seven Ancient Buddhas of the Western Religion, and he was the second Buddha among the Thousand Buddhas of the Virtuous Tribulation, so it is conceivable that as his disciple, the mana of the Seven Wounds Venerable will naturally not be too weak. (To be continued......)