On the Avenue

In the Immortal Bridge Blessed Land, the fog was getting heavier and heavier. Taoist Jin Lu stood beside the collapsed Immortal Bridge, his heartbeat gradually accelerated.

The fog was coming fiercely. When he found the fog and wanted to leave, it was too late.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the fog. Taoist Jin Lu's heart jumped, knowing that someone was killed.

Then another shrill scream came, and then the screams continued, coming from all directions of the Immortal Bridge Blessed Land. "Chen Shi is right, this place is indeed extremely dangerous, we should leave first!"

Taoist Jin Lu no longer hesitated and immediately went in the direction where Chen Shi left.

He concentrated his mind, the shrine floated behind his head, the divine fetus sat in charge, condensed a sword energy, illuminating the surroundings, and guarding against the danger in the fog.

He practiced the Feixian Sword Sutra. It is said that this skill can be cultivated into a corpse-reincarnation immortal. The last step is to use the sword he refined to die for himself, deceive the ghost, and the real body will get rid of the death and leave freely. This sword scripture is the supreme secret of the Supreme Haoyuan Palace. It is not as subtle and mysterious as the Xuanwei Sword Scripture, but the power of refining a breath of sword energy is amazing and indestructible.

Screams were heard all around, and there were scholars dying every moment. Taoist Jinlu ran faster and faster, rushing forward like a fleeting light.

He ran quickly for more than a hundred miles, thinking that he should be close to the end of the Xianqiao blessed land, but he ran forward for dozens of miles, and the fog was still there!

There were more than a dozen scholars running wildly in front of him. Taoist Jinlu was delighted and was about to rush over to join them. Suddenly, a rugged claw stretched out from the fog, grabbed a scholar, and retracted into the fog. One by one, strange claws stretched out from the fog and grabbed those scholars. Even if those scholars were extraordinary, they could not escape. They were caught by those strange claws and disappeared.

Taoist Jin Lu knew something was wrong, so he immediately activated his sword energy, and his body merged with the sword energy, turning into a sword light that broke through the air and whistled up! "There's another one!"

Just as he flew up, a rugged hand reached out from the mist and grabbed the sword light.

Taoist Jin Lu was horrified and struggled hard, but the rugged hand was incredibly powerful.

A huge mouth opened in the mist, lifting the surrounding fog, and a clever tongue swung out, wrapping around Taoist Jin Lu, and pulled him into the mouth with a whoosh! Taoist Jin Lu fell into the monster's mouth, looked up, and saw that the monster's teeth were like white giant hammers, falling from the sky and hitting him. With just one blow, his body was crushed!

His soul tried to escape, and just as he flew out of his body, he was blown by a gust of cold wind and sent into the monster's internal organs. "I regret not listening to Chen Shi." Before he died, a useless thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

The monsters in the fog ate all the people in the Xianqiao blessed land, and searched carefully. No living people were found, so many monsters beat each other and tried to eat their own kind. At this time, a whistle sounded in the fog, and then long whips were waved, whipping these monsters, beating them to pieces.

These extremely vicious monsters became much more obedient, like livestock, and ran towards the direction where one of the groups of scholars left under the whistle.

The fog flowed, and the sound of wheels rolling faintly came from behind the monsters. A ghost with a huge wheel on the lower body and many arms retracted the long whip and drove fast in the fog. It seemed to be grazing, and these monsters in the fog were cattle and sheep, and those monks such as scholars were the grass for feeding livestock.

Now, this piece of grass has been eaten, and it’s time to find the next piece of grass.

Chen Shi and others walked at the foot of the mountain of these giant Buddhas. Everyone looked up. The red eyes on the giant Buddhas were very eye-catching in the environment of the underworld where only dim light existed. A scholar couldn't help but activate a fire spell. The flame grew wings in the air and turned into a fire phoenix, flying in the air.

Wherever the fire phoenix passed, it illuminated the blood-red eyes.

Those were eyes growing on the big Buddhas, with thick and long tentacles behind them.

Those eyes seemed to be very curious about the fire phoenix and chased it, but the tentacles behind them were not that long, and they would often be grabbed after flying a distance. "What are these eyes?"

The scholar murmured, "Are they creatures from the underworld, or Buddha's eyes? And these big Buddhas, are they stone statues? Stone statues carved from the whole mountain? Why are there so many?" He was a little panicked.

If it was a Buddha statue carved from the mountain, how much manpower would be needed and how long would it take to carve? Moreover, how could these flesh-and-blood eyes grow on the stone statue?

If the Buddha is not a stone statue, could it be a flesh-and-blood body? "Guji."

A strange sound came from the feet of the Buddha beside them, and the eyelids at the ankle of the Buddha also opened, revealing a huge blood-red eye, which turned and stared at them.

Everyone's scalp numbed. Most of them were in the Nascent Soul Realm and the Transformation Realm. They were no longer weak, but they were still a little scared when facing the eyes on the Buddha. The blood-red eye floated up and came to their heads, staring at them quietly.

This eye was about an acre in size and was still far away from them. The red light in the eye also illuminated the road in front of them.

They walked forward, and there was another guji guji sound. One by one, huge red eyes grew out of the Buddha, floating above their heads, lighting the way for them. Chen Shi showed a vigilant look, raised his foot and paused lightly, quietly spread out the Nascent Soul force field, and activated the Wind and Thunder Transformation.

His Nascent Soul force field covers the area, with him as the center, covering a distance of five feet, forming a sphere-shaped field. This is also the distance that his wind and thunder transformation can cover.

Most of the others didn't notice his Nascent Soul force field. Only Guo Daozi noticed something was wrong. He looked around vigilantly and suddenly drew a thunder talisman out of thin air with his finger.

"Zi la!"

The thunder talisman burned, but not even the slightest bit of power was exerted. Guo Daozi was extremely surprised: "Dojo? Or what?"

The Taoism in Tianshi Mansion is profound and unpredictable. The Nine Heavens Three Treasures Golden Book practiced by Guo Daozi is the top Taoism method in the Ten Books of Cultivation. The talismans he drew are stronger than those of other talisman masters, but the talisman he drew just now Talisman, the power was completely "borrowed"!

Around them, there was a power that he didn't understand, which had borrowed the power of all thunder methods! That's why he suspected that it was a dojo for a strong person in the Void Refining Realm!

However, even the Yuanshen Dojo of a strong person in the Void Refining Realm is not so weird, and is even a bit evil!

At this moment, suddenly a big blood-red eyeball above their head quietly opened, opened like a flower, and split outward into five petals, like petals. A green-faced and fanged ghost is in the center of the flower, with strips of flesh-like stamens inserted behind their backs. The ghost was about two or three feet tall, with heads and feet. Suddenly, the stamens were pulled out from behind them silently. The ghost fell downwards and reached out to grab the tallest person in the crowd, its indigo face showing a look of joy!

This ghost has no hair on its head and has ring scars on its head. It looks like it was transformed into a monk. Just as it approached the crowd, wind and thunder rolled in the air, and a bright thunder suddenly appeared and penetrated the ghost monk! The ghost monk was sluggish and fell down.

Everyone hurriedly dispersed, only to see the ghost monk fall to the ground, suddenly open his bloody mouth, let out a shrill scream, and blew out a bloody wind from his mouth, spraying upward into the sky! The blood energy rushed into the sky, more than ten feet high, forming a blood mist.

The ghost monk sprayed blood mist from his mouth, and seemed to be deflated. His body shrank, and soon only a skin was left, but his size was huge and astonishing. Everyone was horrified and retreated, not knowing what happened to the ghost monk.

Guo Daozi stepped forward, activated a sword energy, and stabbed the ghost monk's skin. The ghost monk's skin was dented, but it actually blocked his sword energy. "This monk and ghost has a golden body!"

Guo Daozi was startled and looked at Chen Shi, his heart beating wildly.

"The realm of ghosts and gods! Chen Shi knows the realm of ghosts and gods! He, he...could he be a ghost and god?"

For a space that is incomprehensible and has weird rules, people call it the realm of ghosts and gods.

In this kind of field, monsters, prehistoric remnants, powerful magic weapon fragments, or other incomprehensible things often have a certain regional impact on the real world. Chen Shi's Nascent Soul Force Field has the same effect as the realm of ghosts and gods!

Even Guo Daozi, a senior disciple of the Tianshi Mansion, could not see how the ghost monk died! This ghost monk died in a way he couldn't understand, which is the realm of ghosts and gods!

However, how can a normal monk who has not yet cultivated the soul or the dojo cultivate the realm of ghosts and gods?

"He's probably not human!"

Guo Daozi thought of the legend that there were many demons living in Chen Shi, who were extremely powerful, and his heart beat even harder, "Chen Shi, he may be dead! The Chen Shi standing in front of us now is actually a demon! He pretended to be Chen Shi's It looks like he’s trying to sneak into the underworld!”

Tian Yue'e was very diligent and thrifty. She rolled up the ghost monk's skin, carried it on her back, and said with a smile: "This ghost skin is a good thing, don't waste it! You can sell it at a good price at Juxian Tower when you go out!" Everyone was envious.

They continued to move forward, and there were many ghost monks around them emerging from those strange big eyes, but often before they could get close to them, they would be suddenly struck by lightning, and wind would rise in their bodies, blowing away their bodies from the inside. Or there may be water and fire in the body, often burning the eyes, ears, mouth and nose with fire, or there may be a large amount of water spurting out of the mouth, and even the bones will melt in the water.

Or maybe he was suddenly crushed to pieces by an invisible force!

These ghost monks should have been monks during their lifetimes. They had bald heads, all had ring scars, and had forged golden bodies. Their skins were very tough and could block the spells of the God Transformation Realm. If these ghost monks kill among them, I'm afraid they won't be able to do anything about such monsters, and they will soon be slaughtered and turned into delicacies for the ghost monks.

"What an amazing golden body!"

Chen Shi couldn't help but wonder, studying the skins of these ghost monks, and wondered, "Could it be that these ghosts were all monks when they were alive? But how could there be monks in the underworld? How could they become such ghosts? Why do they live in these weird places? In the eyes?" At this time, there was a loud thunderstorm-like sound and boom, as if something huge was fighting.

Chen Shi motioned for everyone to stop and quietly stepped forward, only to see two ghost monks pressing a monk against the cliff. They punched the monk hard and beat him until his bones were broken and his tendons were broken. , dying. There were several corpses of monks lying around, all in pieces. They must have been killed by ghost monks.

The monk also cultivated a golden body, which was shining with golden light. He was six feet tall and very handsome. He was the monk Wuchen who had met Chen Shi several times. His strength is obviously not as good as the two ghost monks, and his golden body is about to be broken.

Chen Shi rushed forward, and one of the ghost monks immediately dropped Monk Wuchen and turned around to charge towards him. However, as soon as he got within five feet of him, he was struck by lightning, and the sinister wind possessed him and blew him into his body! The ghost monk was much stronger than the previous ghost monk. Realizing that something was wrong, he immediately shut his mouth, sealed his nine orifices, and flew back.

However, just by sealing one's own acupoints, one cannot stop the wind and thunder.

The ghost monk's body quickly swelled up, and no longer able to hold it back, he opened his mouth and screamed, spraying blood mist from his mouth. In an instant, he shriveled up and turned into a skin bag!

Another ghost monk who was beating Wuchen was horrified when he saw this. When he saw Chen Shi, he looked like he was seeing a ghost. He leaped up with a hiss and jumped into an eye flower that was opening in the air. The stamens pierced into its back. In the muscles of the back, the petals then closed and turned into a huge eye.

The eyes quickly retracted upward, sticking to the surface of the Buddha statue, embedded in it, the eyelids closed, and the eyes disappeared.

The other eyes also seemed to be frightened. They retracted into the Buddha statue and closed their eyelids. In an instant, the Buddha statue standing tall on the sky became dim, and all the big red eyeballs disappeared.

Chen Shi stepped forward, helped Monk Wuchen up, and said, "Monk, are you still alive?"

"Yes." Monk Wuchen said paralyzed.

Tian Yue'e and others rushed over and quickly treated him and reconnected his broken bones.

Guo Daozi refined his soul and used his magic power to lift up Monk Wuchen to avoid being bumped. Monk Wuchen looked at Chen Shi and said, "Now you don't owe me anything."

Chen Shi was surprised and didn't know what he was talking about.

Everyone continued to move forward. Monk Wuchen was lying in the air, looking at the giant Buddha sitting between heaven and earth, and suddenly burst into tears. Guo Daozi smiled and said, "Monk, why are you crying?"

Monk Wuchen burst into tears and couldn't control himself for a moment.

After a while, he recovered a little, gathered his emotions, and said: "These big Buddhas are half Buddhas of my Buddhism, not stone statues. We are in the Buddhist hell at the moment. The hell is divided into monks and laymen. There are twenty levels in my Buddhist hell. What the world calls hell is eighteen levels, not in the same place.”

Chen Shi didn't know the difference here, so he listened carefully.

"The legend of Buddhist hell comes from the Chinese continent. In the sutras and treatises asked by Maitreya Bodhisattva, it is said that hells include living hells, black ropes, joints, cries, Doppona, Botopona, Abi, Chuchuluo, dead bodies, and knives. There are twenty levels of hell such as Lin, Jianlin, Pengchai, Ambudo, Abobo, Achazha, Umbala, Kubutou, Xiang, Fendali, and Botoumo.”

Monk Wuchen looked dull and murmured, "I followed the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty to Xiniu Xinzhou. The people of the Ming Dynasty multiplied and lived, and the lonely souls and wild ghosts had nowhere to go. The place where these lonely souls and wild ghosts live is It is called the underworld. At that time, the two realms of yin and yang were not completely separated, and if there were no ghosts and gods to take care of it, there would only be chaos."

Therefore, the true king built the eighteen levels of hell in the secular world and asked the clones of Yama in the ten halls to guard it. The judges and Yin generals of Chinese ghosts and gods also invited clones to separate the Yin and Yang realms. From then on, humans and ghosts took different paths. "I, the eminent Buddhist monk, have also created the twenty levels of hell in Buddhism to collect the souls of the dead in the world."

Monk Wuchen looked at the majestic giant Buddhas on both sides and said, "According to the records of our Dabaoguo Temple, in the three holy places of Buddhism during King Zhen's era, there were many eminent monks who had half-stepped into the realm of Buddhism. In order to break through, they entered the hell of Buddhism. Make great vows and vow not to be a Buddha until hell is empty. After the end of the True King's era, the great virtuous monks of the sect disappeared without a trace, along with those beings who were close to the Buddha's realm. There is a legend in our Dabaoguo Temple that they have become Buddhas and entered bliss. world. This inspired countless monks in our temple.”

When he said this, his eyes filled with tears again. He was also one of the inspired monks.

Hu Guanghan next to Chen Shi asked: "Monk, do you mean that these Buddha statues standing tall on the sky and the earth are the Buddhist masters who were sitting in hell at that time?" Monk Wuchen wiped away his tears, looked at him and said, "Your Excellency yes?"

"Hu Guanghan from Wangwu County."

"Aren't you a member of a noble family?"

"no."

Monk Wuchen did not answer his question.

"The muscles and bones of these giant Buddhas turned into stone, and their flesh and blood turned into clay. They were too strong in life, much stronger than my master Kuzhu Zen Master, and their golden bodies were leak-free, so they could maintain their Buddha bodies."

Monk Wuchen shed tears and said, "There is evil in their bodies, and they have grown monsters like strange eyes that look like flowers but are not flowers, and have eyes that are not eyes. And those who follow these half-Buddha practices have become ghosts in the flowers. They , Not in the Paradise at all!" He burst out crying.

Chen Shi didn't know how to comfort him, so he patted him on the shoulder. Monk Wuchen cried even harder.

Seeing this, Guo Daozi hurriedly said: "Almsgiver Chen, stop patting him. His shoulder bone is broken, and you hurt him by patting him." Chen Shi stopped his hand, looking slightly embarrassed, and asked: "Monk, how can we get out of Buddhism? Hell?" "Can't get out!"

Monk Wuchen cried loudly, "If we can get out, why couldn't these half-Buddha masters back then? We can't get out! We are trapped and die here!" - Sorry, the plot is stuck, the update is late. But fortunately, it’s still a big chapter! Today’s update has 9,600 words, nearly 10,000 words!