Liang Qing ran forward for hundreds of miles, and suddenly came across the formation that isolated the inside and outside, this forbidden method seemed to not be decisive to prevent living beings from entering and leaving, so Liang Qing easily walked out of this "Fallen Immortal" land.

Feeling the refreshing aura around him, Liang Qing suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief.

Liang Qing looked around and found that the vegetation here was extremely prosperous and the scenery was good, but he didn't notice any danger, so he went to rest on the underground lawn.

Resting and resting, Liang Qing only felt a sense of fatigue coming, and his eyelids suddenly became heavier and heavier, even if he kept insisting, it was to no avail, and he soon fell asleep groggily.

"Nan Wu Amitaba Night Dortagada Night, Amitabha Night, Amitabha Dumba ......" I don't know how long I slept, and suddenly the sound of chanting sutras woke Liang Qing up.

"Chanting?"

Liang Qing raised his eyes and looked around, only to see that there were many trees in the deep mountains and dense forests, and there were many weeds and flowers in the middle. But with his eyesight, he still couldn't see a human figure.

He pondered for a moment, and the Mixed Yuan Sword Fetus appeared in his hand, he clenched the sword, closed his eyes, and everything around him fell silent.

Although the cultivation was sealed, however, he has a certain understanding of the "Taishang Induction Chapter", yes, the sensing ability has not been completely abolished, but the sensing ability has plummeted, as long as the new one is quiet, he can still feel some things that cannot be seen with the naked eye.

Windy.

The leaves swayed, and the insects lurked on the ground.

The voice muttered.

The chanting was in an older voice, and it seemed to be "Mantra of Death." ”

He listened carefully, felt carefully, and suddenly realized that the voice was beside him.

But there are no other living beings around the body, let alone people, even birds and beasts, how can there be a monk chanting scriptures, and reciting the mantra of the dead?

"Could it be that this is another strange formation that makes a sound?" Liang Qing secretly guessed.

Suddenly, Liang Qing instantly caught a wisp of qi, and he immediately opened his eyes. Looking at a large tree not far away, he realized that the sound was actually coming from this big tree.

More than 10 people hugged this big tree, and the trunk was amazingly thick. I don't know that it took tens of thousands of years to grow so thick and tall.

Liang Qing didn't care about the thirty-seven twenty-one, and with a wave of the sword in his hand, he immediately slashed towards the big number.

"When ......" sounded, the sword in Liang Qing's hand was suddenly bounced back. Even he was carried by the sword and retreated for a distance, and then stopped.

At this time, Liang Qing looked at the tree again, but saw that the sword that slashed the immortal god just now only left a thin crack on the tree at this moment, and because the tree was too thick, yes, this thin crack was not obvious, and the crack seemed to be there.

Liang Qing was shocked in his heart. But I was secretly surprised what kind of tree it was, and how could it be so hard.

At this time, Liang Qing didn't dare to act rashly, he took out the map again, only to find that this map was eroded by the power in the previous formation, and the map had dimmed a lot, and even damaged, and many places were no longer visible.

Liang Qing secretly said in his heart that it was a pity. But I am glad that this picture was not completely destroyed.

He carefully consulted the map, and after comparing it repeatedly, he quickly determined that the place he was in now belonged to a formation called "Ten Thousand Laws of Nature".

"Wanfa is naturally what the hell is this?" Liang Qington was dumbfounded, he only had a name for each formation in this picture. But there is no explanation, just from the name, it is impossible to see what kind of formation this so-called "Ten Thousand Laws of Nature" is.

Liang Qing sighed slightly, immediately put away the huge map, and then observed the surroundings again.

Liang Qing only found that there was nothing abnormal around him, except for the sound of reciting the mantra of the past life constantly coming from the big tree.

Liang Qing suddenly drew his sword again. However, instead of slashing at the tree that made the chanting sound, he slashed at another tree next to it.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, another tree of about the same size broke off and fell down with a bang.

"It turns out that not all trees are so hard, but that trees are special at this moment. Liang Qing thought secretly, and suddenly had a plan.

Since this tree is weird, it is often a clue, as long as the idea destroys the tree, then whether it is good or bad, this array will inevitably change, and it is easy to see the heel.

Liang Qing suddenly appeared in his hand an unknown star flame refining fire thunder, this thunder power can almost kill Taiyi True Immortal, although Liang Qing also wants a more powerful Sun True Fire Thunder, but it is too precious, Liang Qing is reluctant to use it indiscriminately, so he only used this unknown flame refining fire thunder to test it first.

"Boom ......"

The fire and thunder smashed down on the big tree, and suddenly an extremely violent explosion broke out, but the rolling air wave made Liang Qingdu almost fly off the ground.

"Crackling ......"

Then, at this moment, the tree was suddenly ignited by this flame and began to burn.

Before Liang Qing could enjoy the joy of victory, he saw that the fire on the big tree quickly turned smaller, and then quickly extinguished.

"Even fire has such a strong resistance, this tree is really powerful, if it can be taken away and made into a weapon, it must be very good. Liang Qing suddenly had such a thought in his heart.

However, he also knew that in his current state, it seemed unrealistic to take away such a big tree, so he quickly put down this idea and began to observe the big tree again.

Immediately, Liang Qing immediately discovered that a big tree turned out to be hollow, and although he didn't destroy the tree just now, he also made a big hole in the trunk, but he could see it from the big hole.

After making such a hole, Liang Qing was immediately sure that the sound was indeed coming from the middle of the tree, and it seemed that someone in it was reciting the mantra of rebirth, not that the tree had become a demon, and he admired the Dharma and recited the sutra himself.

And, because Liang Qing made such a hole, it seemed that there was less barrier, and the Buddha voice from the thumb-up monkey suddenly became grand, almost making Liang Qing's body tremble with it.

Liang Qing was stunned for a while, but he didn't see any other movement in front of him, and suddenly held the sword tightly, and cautiously leaned towards the big tree step by step.

Soon he was in front of the hole that had been blown out, and then he looked inside.

Suddenly, Liang Qing saw an old monk sitting cross-legged among the trees. Facing the west, but right facing Liang Qing.

The monk's eyebrows were gray, his head was smooth, and his face was wrinkled. It looks like the skin of a teenager, although the skin is not wrinkled, it looks like a young man, but his appearance is really an old man. It makes people look very strange, and in a trance, it seems to be a young man and an old man, which makes people mistakenly think that they have an illusion.

The monk was dressed in a robe, holding a rosary, with long ears hanging down to his shoulders, his eyes closed, his mouth reciting scriptures, and his lips moving rapidly. The Buddhist beads in his hand also rotated quickly with the sound.

"Poor Dao is easy to be polite, I don't know the master's name?" Liang Qing made a mockery and asked again.

But the old monk ignored it, and chanted endlessly, as if he had not heard it.

Liang Qing frowned slightly, he looked carefully at the old monk who was in the trees and in the golden light, and could conclude that what he saw in front of him was not an illusion, nor an illusion, that the old monk was indeed in the trees.

But there was no reason why he couldn't hear it.

Liang Qing stood for a moment. It was immediately understood that the old monk had not heard it, but was reciting the scriptures and did not want to stop halfway. Therefore there was no response.

Although Liang Qing was also very curious, however, this was the territory of the sect, and he knew that the formation here must have nothing to do with the old monk, and. The old monk ignored him, and Liang Qing had no intention of staying here.

He only glanced at the old monk again, and immediately went forward again.

But at this time, the old monk in the tree suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, staring at Liang Qing deadly, he kept chanting scriptures in his mouth, but there was already a little light in his eyes.

Liang Qing was startled at first, and then knew what the old monk meant.

The chanting seems to have reached the end, and there are still a few sentences left.

......

Liang Qing was misled by the special priest back then, and because he was a Buddhist Buddha, but he also studied the Dharma, although he did not study deeply, but he knew many things, unlike many monks today who are ignorant of the Dharma.

Chanting sutras and reciting Buddha is actually not only meditation people who practice Buddhism, but also many Zen temples in the world. Even if you don't talk about meditation people, most of them are ordinary temple monks, but there are not many who really know how to recite them.

People who really know how to recite the scriptures are not necessarily cultivators, but they all have many skills on how to pronounce them.

In fact, there are many particularities in how to recite the scriptures, and those who know how to recite the scriptures have their own different pronunciations, the same word, the same sound, and when they open their mouths to pronounce the scriptures, they are actually different. As for how to pronounce the pronunciation is more useful, it depends on the level of personal comprehension skills.

That is, among the mortals who have not practiced, there are monks who have never practiced any exercises and sit cross-legged for several hours, their legs and feet are not numb or weak, they chant the scriptures for several hours, their mouths are not dry, they are not dry, but their qi and blood are active, and their spirit is hundredfold.

Because sound can make people vibrate.

According to the Taoist book, there are 12 floors in the throat of living beings, which are the place where the vibration sounds, according to the book, the sound is originally made by the shock, and when the average person speaks, the throat will vibrate, and if you press your hand on the back, you will find that there is also a slight tremor behind the back.

Whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, there are many scriptures, often recited and recited, perseverance, or no illness, or prolonged life, or calmed the mind, or exorcised evil spirits, or blessed by the gods, and so on.

Moreover, Buddhism is obviously more studied in this area than Taoism, and because it has created many of these types of exercises, and as long as the disciples of Buddhism continue to recite sutras and do not learn any exercises, they can also obtain extremely remarkable cultivation.

However, these are only records after all, in reality, Liang Qing has seen many monks in his previous life, and he has also heard monks chanting scriptures, but he doesn't think that anyone has cultivated any great magical powers, but he has hardly seen any monks in this world, but he doesn't know how.

Today, it was hard to see such a monk who seemed to have really made a name for himself by chanting scriptures, but Liang Qing unconsciously stopped and took a few more looks.

"Amitabha, the poor monk survives. And just as Liang Qing looked at these few more glances, this monk had finished reading the scriptures.

The old monk clasped his hands together. Said: "The poor monk wants to recite the "Mantra of Death" for himself 100,000 times, and it happened to be recited 99,999 times. ”

Liang Qing replied: "Don't dare." ”

Immediately, Liang Qing asked again: "Master, as far as Xiao Dao knows, this rebirth mantra seems to be a kind of mantra for the Buddha's transcendent undead, you are alive and well, why do you have to recite the rebirth mantra for yourself 100,000 times?"

The old monk said: "Although the poor monk is still alive now, he has not lived for a long time, and no one else here will surpass the poor monk, so the poor monk naturally has to chant the sutra by himself before the temporary time." ”

"How does the master know that he won't live long?" Liang Qing asked in surprise, this old monk's cultivation is extremely high, naturally he has an endless lifespan, and he said that he is going to die, so it is naturally related to this array, and he naturally wants to investigate it carefully.

At this time, I only heard the old monk say: "The old man's spirit has been emptied of this array and turned into this tree, and now it has reached the point of returning to the light, and naturally he will die soon." ”

"The essence and spirit have been drained and turned into trees?" Liang Qing was startled again and asked, "How was the essence of the great event extracted?"

The old monk suddenly said: "Little Taoist friend check himself by himself, and he will naturally know." ”

When Liang Qing heard this, he immediately looked at himself according to his words, and immediately, Liang Qing's scalp suddenly became numb, and his heart was terrified.

Liang Qing found that at some point, all the hairs in his pores turned into saplings.

Moreover, he only found that although his Purple Mansion Yuan Shen was blocked by the Tongtian Sect Master and had no power to leak out, the essence of his flesh and blood was constantly draining, nourishing those hair-turned saplings for those saplings to grow.

Before, just because those saplings were born by himself, and the speed of absorbing his own flesh essence was not fast, he didn't deliberately investigate, but he didn't notice it for a while.

The old monk saw that Liang Qing had discovered the problem, and immediately said, "You have become the nourishment of these trees."

Now is just the beginning, the rate of loss of your own essence and spirit is still slow, but as these plants grow on your body continue to grow and become stronger, the absorption capacity will naturally continue to increase, and the rate of loss of your essence and energy will continue to accelerate.

These plants are inexhaustible, they can't be pulled out, and they will continue to grow new ones after they are cut and pulled, and they will also devour each other's nutrients and grow themselves.

The further you go, the smaller the number of plants left in your body, but the more powerful they become, and the speed at which you absorb your essence will increase rapidly.

In a few decades, you will be like me, locked in the plants that grow on your body, and lose your freedom.

In a few hundred years, you'll run out of oil and die. ”

Listening to these words, Liang Qing only felt creepy. (To be continued.) )