The strongest collapse system

Chapter 887 Underground Palace
After diving to more than 500 feet, Hong Yi still didn't find the slightest trace of the underground palace.

Just as he was about to go back, he sensed a slight wave of mana.

With a thought in Hong Yi's heart, he dived down again, and when he penetrated a distance of more than 100 feet, his soul suddenly relaxed, and the bondage of the earth, soil and rocks to Hong Yi's soul disappeared completely.

It turned out that Hong Yi's soul came to a stone room.

"This is the underground palace. It turns out that the legend about the underground palace of the Great Zen Temple is true. In the depth of more than 600 feet, the underground palace has been cultivated? How did you do it?" Hong Yi was a little surprised.

Soon, he discovered something was wrong.

This stone room is completely enclosed at a depth of six hundred feet below the ground.

There are no steps leading to the ground at all around, and they are not built by manpower at all.

Hong Yi quickly figured out why.

"It wasn't formed naturally, but an unimaginably powerful Taoist expert like me dived into the ground for more than 600 feet, and then with the power of the soul, squeezed the mud and rocks around, and finally formed this stone room."

This stone room is not big, with a radius of [-] steps, strictly speaking it is not a palace, and it is completely incomparable with those palaces in the Great Zen Temple on the ground.

In the entire stone room, it is bright and majestic, just like daytime.

The light source is a sphere.

In the very center of this stone room, on a cylindrical step, there is a sphere, which emits a strong light all the time, illuminating the entire stone room white and transparent.

It's like an ever-burning light.

"Is it the breath of the past?" Hong Yi vaguely felt a peaceful and eternal breath, his eyes became serious, and he began to carefully observe the radiant sphere.

After a while, he found some clues.

"It's amazing, it's amazing! This sphere is a mind-soul thought! A mind-soul thought of a Taoist master who has practiced the Amitabha Sutra and survived countless thunder calamities!"

This divine thought has become the same as the essence.

Even, it has existed for an unknown number of years.

It is conceivable that this master of Taoism is already dead, but his thoughts remain forever, which shows how high his cultivation is.

Hong Yi continued to observe, and seeing this idea that was a hundred times brighter than the night pearl, he pressed a silk roll, the material of which was the same as the "Past Scripture" on his body.

"This is a folded cassock with scriptures all over it... Could it be the legendary Tathagata cassock?"

Hong Yi remembered the rumor about the "Tathagata Cassock" in the notes of the novel, and the treasure mentioned by Monk Jingren.

The holy places of martial arts such as Dachan Temple, Taishang Dao, and Good Fortune Dao all have created a supreme treasure in the legend, which can be used to cross the sea of ​​suffering and reach the other shore.

The world is extinguished but I am not extinguished!

The magic weapon of Taishang Dao is called "Eternal Kingdom", which is eternal and eternal.

The magic weapon obtained by good fortune is the "boat of good fortune", which can pass through the sea of ​​suffering and live forever.

And the magic weapon of the Great Zen Temple is the "Tathagata cassock"!
Tathagata, the truthful way has come to the other side!
Hong Yi explored the cassock that was pressed by the ball of light, trying to see what it was.

laugh!
Just when his thoughts were approaching the sphere, the sphere suddenly burst out with intense light!

A powerful force enveloped Hong Yi's spirit, trying to shake him away.

However, Hong Yi has survived four times of thunder calamity, and his soul is extremely firm and solid, standing still.

At the same time, a dragon shadow with teeth and claws appeared in the sphere.

This dragon walks in the sphere, layer upon layer, as if there is a small world inside the sphere.

No, this sphere is just a small world.

The Taoist master of the Great Zen Temple, with this spirit thought, turned into a small world, trapping a dragon!

All of a sudden, the dragon's eyes locked onto Hong Yi, and his eyes turned towards Hong Yi.

Boom!

As soon as Hong Yi saw the dragon's eyes, he felt an overwhelming coercion, which was continuously superimposed on his soul from the vast void.

Immediately, the soul felt the power of splitting, as if it was about to burst apart in the next moment.

"In the past, Amitabha, the center of Yongzhen!"

Hong Yi snorted angrily, and suddenly activated the past secret method, stabilizing his soul.

That coercion could no longer work on him.

"This feeling of the whole earth pressing on him...could it be the mountain soul?" Hong Yi was thinking.

After practicing Taoism and martial arts, Hong Yi's knowledge greatly increased, and he knew that in addition to human beings being born with souls, other mountains, rivers, vegetation, and rivers would also have souls in the eternal years.

A peach tree that is more than a thousand years old will produce a soul after being struck by lightning without dying.

Masters of all ages like to practice in the deep mountains, saying that it is "absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, gathering the essence of the sun and the moon".

The soul of the mountain is aura.

When the soul of the mountain gathers to a certain extent, it will form the shape of a dragon, that is, the dragon's veins.

"The dragon just now should be the dragon soul of Taishi Mountain. The Dachan Temple is really a great handiwork! Turned into a small world with the idea of ​​​​the soul, sealed the dragon soul of Taishi Mountain, and then guarded this 'Tathagata cassock'! "

Hong Yi suddenly felt tricky.

This dragon soul was sealed in the sphere, and it didn't seem to have any consciousness. It just relied on instinct to attack any existence that approached it.

Even after four thunder calamities, Hong Yi was not at all sure that he could defeat this dragon soul and obtain the Tathagata cassock it guarded.

Hong Yi gave birth to the feeling of a mouse pulling a turtle, unable to speak.

"let me help you!"

Just when Hong Yi was about to leave, a light and shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air, landed in the stone room, and turned into a man in sackcloth.

It was Wang Fan.

"This is not the soul, but the body? How did you do it?" Hong Yi's face was full of shock.

He sensed that the Wang Fan in front of him was the real body, not the phantom transformed by the soul.

"It's just the Five Elements Escape Technique. When you cultivate your physical body to a higher level, or your spirit and soul to the level of Yangshen, you will naturally understand this truth." Wang Fan smiled.

There are thousands of roads, and different paths lead to the same goal. The martial arts practiced by Wang Fan are not the same as those in this world, but they can do the same things when they practice to a high level.

"Now, let's get the treasure first!"

Wang Fan stretched out his palm suddenly, and grabbed the sphere.

Roar!
As if feeling the crisis, the dragon soul erupted into a long chant, sending out extremely powerful fluctuations, like a human, like a mountain, like a ghost, and like a god!
An incomparably thick, majestic, and mountain-like light shot out from Dragon Soul's eyes, pressing down on Wang Fan fiercely.

(End of this chapter)