My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

Jing Yue: "But what did you find?"

Wei Zhentu said slowly: "I was thinking, the way of heaven would never allow one world to have two hells, which means that the black tower is not a magic weapon created by nature, it must have been refined by the predecessors. In this case, this magic weapon It must involve many formations and restrictions, that is to say..."

Jing Yue: "There is an eye here."

After Wei Zhentu started, Jing Yue understood.It should be noted that although artificially refined magic weapons can create space, if the space has its own logic, or even laws, it can only rely on formations or prohibitions.

Wei Zhentu smiled slightly, "Ah Jing understands me. Since there is a formation eye, we can leave by breaking the formation eye. As for its location..."

Jing Yue: "Abi Hell."

Avici Hell is the Infinite Hell, which is the most terrifying layer among the Eighteen Hells. The severe suffering does not stop for a moment until the end of the kalpa, so it is called Infinite Hell.

The two looked at each other and smiled, but Wei Zhentu said again: "Every floor of the hell is impassable, how can we get there? Do we want to save this level of evil spirits?"

Jing Yue: "Sixiang Villa has been prepared for at least hundreds of years. I am afraid that there are countless evil spirits in each level of hell. How long will it take if all of them are rescued? Even if there is a magic weapon to help, it will not be used due to the restrictions of the law of the magic tower."

Wei Zhentu sneered, "If you want to know, otherwise, how dare he take us all in?"

When everyone was at a loss, Jing Yue suddenly said, "Why don't I try to be the master of this hall?"

Everyone was confused, "What do you mean?"

Jing Yue: "Although the master of the Eighteenth Hall cannot leave hell, he can go to any floor at will. If I become the master of the hall, I can naturally take you to Abi Hell."

Wei Zhentu: "Ah Jing! To become the master of the Eighteenth Palace, you must be refined, you..."

Jing Yue: "I have my own method, so don't help me resist it when the time comes."

Wei Zhentu frowned, and said in a voice transmission: "Ah Jing, it's inconvenient for you to say more, but at least let me know a general idea, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

Jingyue has become a golden elixir, and he can also transmit sound, "Twins transfer to move the big formation."

In this array, a fake body is used to replace the real body to confuse the enemy. Many years ago, he and Qin Yanzhi once deployed it once after catching the little cold mouse.

Wei Zhentu had obviously heard of this formation before, and he was full of disapproval, "Twin Birth Transfer and Move Great Formation can deceive people, but absolutely cannot deceive the law of the magic tower!"

Jing Yue spread out his palms and looked at a little red mole in his palm.

There is a door in Haotian Realm, which can be used for him to enter and exit at any time. Although he enters from which space, he will come out from which space, and cannot escape from the magic tower, but if he only keeps the prosthesis here, the body has disappeared. Can the law not be deceived?

When the prosthesis becomes one of the hall masters, he will come back to control the prosthesis, and it may be possible to succeed.

Even if it fails, there is no loss for them, anyway, he is absolutely safe in Haotian Realm.

Jing Yue: "You don't have to worry, I know it well."

As a result, the crowd watched Jing Yue leave behind a puppet made from spiritual wood as a fake body, while he himself disappeared...

disappear? ? ?

Everyone was stunned, not understanding how Jing Yue did it?But Law was really deceived, because the aura of the fake body was the same as that of Jing Yue, and Jing Yue had a touch of spiritual consciousness in it.

I saw endless demonic energy pouring into the puppet, but the puppet had no spiritual power, so it was naturally eroded and refined quickly.

I don't know how long it took, when the living hell suddenly shook, the flames became even hotter, and all the jailors and evil ghosts bowed their heads to the fake bodies—waiting for the living hell's master, to live.

In the Haotian Realm, Jing Yue was waiting outside the stone gate in the Inner Sea. He was the only link between the Qifang Realm and the Haotian Realm, so he could naturally sense the spiritual consciousness left by him in the Qifang Realm. As the Palace Master for a lifetime, he said with a smile: "It's easy to cheat?"

So he took a step and stepped into the stone gate.

Jing Yue disappeared inexplicably and reappeared inexplicably.He wrapped a group of bewildered monks into his sleeves, and controlled the consciousness in the puppet, only feeling that one hell was under his control, and then with a thought, he entered the hell of Avici.

Once here, Jing Yue released all the monks.There are countless copper pots in sight, and the pots are full of boiling molten iron. Countless spirit beasts are being boiled and boiled, and their skin, flesh, bones and blood from the inside out are completely melted into the lava.

The fires of Avici Hell are endless, and there is no gap in the suffering of evil spirits.

Several people floated in the air, with no place to stay.

Zhenjun Zifu suddenly said: "There are people ahead."

When everyone took a look, they saw a few figures faintly visible in the extreme, and Jing Yue took the lead to fly past.

"Master Jingwu?"

When the flight got close, Jingyue saw clearly that one of them was Jingwu. He was holding the hanging beads and chanting scriptures, and the spells were hit on the iron pot one after another, and the evil spirits in the pot were continuously being saved and transformed Dissipate for the blue smoke.

There are a few other monks around who are also saving evil spirits, but they are not as professional as Jingwu, and the effect is naturally much worse.

These people were a little bit surprised when they found out that there was a living person in Abi Hell suddenly, but Abi Hell is endless, they only came here when Jingyue and others were left somewhere else.

Jing Wu also withdrew his hand and saluted Jing Yue, "Jing Patriarch, we meet again, you just..."

Jing Yue: "We came from waiting for a living hell."

Jing Wu was startled, with a serious expression on his face, "Where is this place? Why can the eighteen hells be replicated?"

As a Buddhist cultivator, he can naturally perceive that this place is not a real hell.

Jing Yue told them all about their conjecture and experience just now, and the few people who heard it suddenly were a little bit overwhelmed.

Most people's first reaction was anger. Although they all knew that Mo Qianyun had something to do with falling into this place, they were even more furious when they analyzed the truth layer by layer!But immediately, the anger was replaced by excitement, and someone asked expectantly: "Does this mean that we don't need to save these evil spirits at all, and we can leave just by breaking the eye?"

Jing Yue: "First of all, we need to find the eye of the array."

Jingwu: "There is a large hall in Avici Hell, which is the residence of the Lord of the Underworld, but the Hell of Avici is infinitely large, so I don't know where the Lord of the Underworld is?"

Wei Zhentu: "Ah Jing, since your fake body is already one of the masters of the Eighteenth Palace, can you sense it?"

Jing Yue: "I'll try."

Even though Abi Hell is not like a living hell that can be controlled by him, he still has special treatment. For example, the jailers dare not approach him, and he can indeed "see" the Underworld Hall.

"Okay." Jing Yue breathed a sigh of relief, "But it's far away, and I can't move as I like on this floor, so everyone can only walk through it."

No one objected, the current situation was enough to surprise them, originally thought that they were going to save the evil spirits here until they vomited, but it is very likely that they were first corroded by the evil energy before the evil spirits were saved.

In this way, everyone followed Jing Yue to the Hall of the Lord of the Underworld.

There was no danger along the way, so Jing Yue took the opportunity to ask, "Master Jingwu, do you actually have another purpose in coming to Sixiang Villa?"

Jingwu smiled wryly, "I'm not going to hide it from you now, I just discovered something wrong with Sixiang Villa when I came this time."

It turned out that when he came back from the west, he passed through Dachuan City and accidentally heard about the disappearance of monks in the city.He made the same judgment as Wei Zhentu, suspecting that there was something wrong with Sixiang Villa, so he went to check.When he arrived at the Four Elephant Villa, he faintly sensed a demonic energy, and before he could find any more clues, he was taken into the Demon Tower of Hell.

Jing Yue: "The Hell Demon Tower can conceal the aura, even if the Buddha's power is as powerful as you, it is difficult to perceive it. I guess, most of the demonic aura you sense is from other monsters."

Jing Wu was stunned, "The ancestor said that there are still demon cultivators in Sixiang Villa?"

Jing Yue nodded, "It is very possible that it is very difficult to refine the Hell Demon Tower with Mo Qianyun's own strength alone."

Everyone has a thoughtful look, but they are not allowed to think too much at this time. Their primary goal is to find the formation and leave here as soon as possible.

Time is not counted in hell, and the group of people can't feel the speed of time at all. Fortunately, the direction is clear, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally found the Hall of the Lord of the Underworld.

There are three palaces and nine mansions in this hall, and it is majestic. It sits at the highest point of Abi Hell. Once it wakes up, it can travel to any place in the Eighteen Hells and command hundreds of millions of ghosts and gods.

Jing Yue purposely used his fake body to explore the situation. There was no danger in the main hall of the underworld, but there was an ice coffin directly south of the upper part of the main hall, and there was a person lying in the coffin.

A group of people cautiously entered the Hades Hall. When they approached the ice coffin, they saw a handsome young man lying in the coffin. His face was peaceful, as if he was just asleep.

But from his unmoving chest and pale face, it can be seen that he is actually a dead man.

At this time, the only True Lord of the Purple Mansion suddenly said: "It's Zhao Qingyuan."

The others were stunned, but they couldn't remember who Zhao Qingyuan was. Only Wei Zhentu had studied Sixiang Villa, and said, "Is it Mo Qianyun's master?"

Zhenjun Zifu: "Exactly. I met him once, so I recognize him."

Another person said: "I heard that Mo Qianyun was young and rebellious, and refused to obey the discipline. Later, he went out with the head of the sect, and the head of the house died soon after. He got the token of the head of the sect, and returned to Sixiang Villa to succeed the head."

"Yes, there have been rumors in the outside world that Mo Qianyun secretly murdered the previous head of the sect, just to get the position of the head."

"But why is his body here?"

"I understand." Jing Yue said suddenly: "Mo Qianyun is not going to be the Lord of the Underworld, he just wants to revive Zhao Qingyuan."

Wei Zhentu: "What do you mean?"

Jing Yue: "This is the Hall of the Lord of the Underworld. Zhao Qingyuan's location is the seat of the Lord of the Underworld. If there is an eye, it must be here."

Wei Zhentu nodded, of course he could see it.

Jing Yue: "If the Hell Demon Tower is successfully refined, the Lord of the Underworld will naturally wake up, and whoever is in the position of the Lord of the Underworld will benefit."

Wei Zhentu was puzzled: "If this is the case, what will Mo Qianyun do? He is not the master of the underworld, and he has caused so many things, is he allowed to be chased and killed?"

Jing Yue: "His master has become the immortal master of the underworld, and taking control of this tower, wouldn't it be easy to take him in as a living person?"

Zhenjun Zifu said again: "I really didn't expect that there is such a big gap between the facts and the rumors, and all the evil things that Mo Qianyun did were all for his master."

Jing Yue smiled, "Since the eye has been found, let's break it. It's not easy to teach Mo to wait too long."

Everyone laughed: "Yes!"

At this time, outside the Demon Tower of Hell, Mo Qianyun, as the core figure of the Demon Tower of Refining, sensed that there was danger in the eyes of the formation, and he was very anxious, crazily mobilizing his spiritual power regardless of the load on his body.

A gray-clothed monk beside him was affected, and his expression was not very good, "Master Mo, you may not be able to sustain the success of refining if you do this."

Mo Qianyun ignored him, and under his control, all the devilish energy from the other seventeen layers of the Eighteen Hells poured into the Abi Hell!

Beside the ice coffin, more than a dozen cultivators were waiting to do something, when suddenly layers of demonic energy surged in, like a raging sea, mighty and mighty, almost swallowing the entire Hades Hall.They gather together next to the ice coffin, like a hundred-foot-thick city wall, which does not allow the enemy to touch it.

The devilish energy carries the resentment and anger of all spirits in hell. As long as people touch it, they can feel all the sufferings in the other seventeen levels of hell. There is no gap and no end.

"Quickly rewind!" Seeing that something was wrong, Jing Yue hurriedly reminded him that if he was too late, he might be entangled by the demonic energy.

However, it was too late, some cultivators were one step too late, and were instantly sucked into the thick black devilish energy. The others only heard a short scream, and then lost everything.

Jingwu released the Buddha's power and stopped everyone for a while, so you dragged each other, you pulled me, and everyone fled quickly.

When they exited the hall, they could still see the demonic energy surrounding the hall, like tens of thousands of twisted poisonous snakes.

"It seems that as long as we are close to the ice hall, we can sense it outside the Hell Demon Tower." Wei Zhentu said in a low tone, "The people in the refining Demon Tower are so nervous about the ice coffin, it is enough to show that our plan to break the ice coffin is not wrong .”

Someone worried: "But there is too much demon energy in the palace, we can't get in at all?"

Those demonic qi did not take the initiative to attack, as if the only purpose was to protect the main hall of the underworld and the ice coffin, they enveloped the main hall of the underworld without revealing any gaps.

In this way, it is really difficult to handle.

Jing Yue thought for a while, and said, "May I try with a fake body? Since he has become the master of a palace, maybe the devil energy won't hurt him?"

So, he carefully released the puppet and urged the fake body to walk towards the hall.

When the fake body was close to the demonic energy, the demonic energy stagnated, but it seemed that the fake body was one of the hall masters, and quickly avoided it, leaving a line of passage.When the fake body walked into the passage, the demon energy quickly closed again, completely submerging the fake body, looking very vigilant.

Everyone was a little nervous, they unconsciously looked at Jing Yue.

Jing Yue didn't realize it, he focused all his attention on the puppet, and saw that the dummy finally walked to the side of the ice coffin, and he seized the time to order: "Break!"

As the dharma fell, half of the puppet's forearm flew out, and it was about to hit the ice coffin. Suddenly, the whole Abi Hell was shaken, and all ghosts roared!

From far and near, Mo Qianyun's angry voice sounded, "You liar! I want you to die!"

The demonic energy was overwhelming, and a wisp of it was twisted into a thick one, shooting straight like an arrow from the string, like a giant python with its bloody mouth wide open!

At the same time, the fake puppet was shattered, and the imprint of spiritual consciousness left by Jing Yue was completely swallowed by the devilish energy.

Jing Yue resisted the throbbing pain in his forehead, and threw out a whip made of spiritual power, wrapping around the magic energy, and then quickly froze the whip, trying to freeze the magic energy.

But how can he stop the devilish energy?Seeing that the ice-blue whip suddenly pierced into strands of black air, it exploded all of a sudden, the ice crystals flew down, and the devilish energy rushed to him in a blink of an eye!

"Be careful!" Wei Zhentu yelled, throwing a picture book in front of Jing Yue, and other monks also sacrificed their weapons to stop them. Everyone knew that they could only watch and help each other at this time, otherwise they would die.

Jing Yue took the opportunity to retreat, but the demonic energy seemed to have spotted him, compressing himself into a thin thread, passing through the gap in the weapon, and then suddenly thickened, hitting Jing Yue!

The demonic energy was extremely fast, and Jing Yue had no way to retreat. He was about to escape into the Haotian Realm to avoid it temporarily, when a figure stood in front of him, his hands clasped together, golden light burst out from between his fingers.

The other party's monk's robes were bulging, and a phantom of an ancient Buddha rose from behind. The Buddha had four faces, sitting on a lotus platform, and the side facing Jingyue's eyes were slightly closed, with a kind face.

The words of the mantra echoed, and everyone smelled the quiet lotus fragrance.

Feeling the danger, Mo Qi curled up like a snake, raised the head of the snake again, and swayed slightly to test it.

Just listen to Jing Wu said: "Bloom!"

In an instant, countless buds and lotuses bloomed in the air.

One flower, one pure land, one land, one Tathagata.

The phantom of the ancient Buddha pointed at the demonic energy, and saw a black lotus blooming from the head, body, tail, and seven inches of the demonic energy in the form of a giant python.

But more demonic energy still surrounds the Underworld Lord Hall, and he dare not attack for a while.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief for a while, but Jing Wu staggered, Jing Yue hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and thanked him sincerely.

Jingwu stabilized his body, chanted the Buddha's name, and said, "Patriarch Jing, I have something, please pass it on to the Temple of the Three Realms."

Immediately, he took out a wooden token from his pocket.

Jing Yue was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously took it, and saw that the front of the wooden sign was engraved with the pagoda forest of the Three Realms Temple, the back was the name of Jing Wu, and in the corner was the three characters "Zhang Yishun" the size of a grain of rice, which should be Jing Wu's common name before entering the temple.

He looked at Jingwu puzzled, and only heard the other party say: "I made a great vow back then, not to save all the demons in the world, and never to save myself. I traveled westward to save demons, but my cultivation level is limited, and there are few demons who can be saved. There are very few of them, and it is God’s will to be taken into this hell today.”

As the last sound fell, Jingwu walked towards the Underworld Lord Hall hidden in the devilish energy.

"Master Jing Wu!" Jing Yue stretched out his hand to stop him, but only grabbed the corner of the opponent's cassock, Jing Wu has already stepped ten feet away in one step.

Jingyue's palms still felt the touch of the cassock being passed by, and it was a little cold. He stared blankly at the back of Jing Wu's back that had merged with the devil's energy until he disappeared completely.

Someone suddenly grabbed his arm, Jing Yue looked back and saw the concern in Wei Zhentu's eyes.

"I know, I understand." Jing Yue whispered.

Everyone was silent. Although the cries of the evil spirits could still be heard, the silence between them was like a sleeping world under the moonlight.

Then, they heard the Buddha's voice.

It was the same as what I heard in front of the Tianyin tree that day, it was wonderful, peaceful, pure and pure.

Under the sound of the Buddha's voice, the devilish energy became more ferocious, rolling into several vortexes, and emitting a cold scream.

Suddenly, a golden light burst out from the center of the demonic energy, and split into several in an instant, illuminating the glass and covering everything.

In the golden light, there are thousands of billions of transformed Buddhas, and boundless transformed Bodhisattvas. Where there is light, there are countless darkness in the center.

Jing Yue felt the boundless Buddha power, only felt that the six sense organs were clear, and all bad karma was gone.

But for the devilish energy, the golden light is the most terrifying weapon in the world, tearing it apart, devouring it, and melting it...

At this time, everyone in Avici Hell heard a sigh, as if it was close to their ears, Jingwu's old voice sounded, it was the sentence that everyone had heard before——

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell."

As soon as the words fell, thousands of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas opened their eyes together, with vast wisdom and endless compassion in their eyes.

One glance at the other shore can save all living beings.

All the magic energy, let go!

Beside the ice coffin, only a golden relic was left.

"Ah-ah-ah-ah-"

Outside the Demon Tower of Hell, Mo Qianyun howled in pain. He could feel that once the magic energy accumulated in the Demon Tower for thousands of years dissipated, his cultivation level improved by refining the Demon Tower would also drop rapidly, and his hatred was overwhelming for a moment , I just want everyone in the tower to die!

But he still has ties, and there are more important things to do, he must keep his master!

Mo Qianyun put all his eggs in one basket and ordered all the evil ghost jailers in the Eighteen Hells to enter the Abi Hell. He even wanted to force out the purple pill and lead all the karma from hell to the Underworld Lord Hall.

The grey-clothed monk next to him was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and said anxiously: "Master Mo! Don't be impulsive. If you send devilish energy, evil spirits, and bad karma to Hell, the Devil Tower of Hell will be completely beaten back to its original shape. You and I have worked so hard for thousands of years to be destroyed!"

"A thousand years is a thousand years. As long as I keep my master, I still have a thousand years, and ten thousand years! If you are afraid, just run away!" Mo Qianyun's face turned pale, and madness appeared in his eyes.

The grey-clothed monk was furious: "How the hell did I escape? You and I refine the magic tower together. If you want to go crazy, I can only be implicated by you!"

If he could escape, he would have escaped long ago, but if he retreats now, he will suffer backlash!

Mo Qianyun turned a deaf ear, and accelerated the movement of the purple pill. The purple pill kept spinning like a top, and Mo Qianyun's jade-like face gradually withered.

The moment he was about to force out the purple pill, more than a dozen leaves as sharp as knives shot at him, Mo Qianyun felt a pain in his body, and his movements froze slightly, the purple pill immediately stopped spinning and became quiet.

The grey-clothed friar heaved a sigh of relief, but Mo Qianyun's eyes were blood red, staring at a shivering little blue chicken, and the hatred in his eyes almost stunned it.

He grabbed it with one hand, and Lan Feng was pinched in his palm. Mo Qianyun squeezed hard, and immediately heard Lan Feng's cry of pain.

He was just about to break Lan Feng's neck, but there was a loud noise, and the hell tower split in two, half collapsed, and the other half was crumbling.

Amid the billowing smoke and dust, he saw Jing Yue walking out from the ruins of the magic tower, with a sword in his hand, his lips tightly pressed, and his eyes were so cold that it seemed that there was a wind and snow hidden in his eyes.

Behind Jing Yue, dozens of monks followed, but Mo Qianyun turned a blind eye.

His gaze passed over those people and landed on a certain point in the ruins, where there was only a broken ice coffin and a broken skeleton.

"No!!! Master!!!!"

Mo Qianyun was about to burst into tears, blood oozing from the corner of his eyes, but suddenly felt a numbness in his wrist, the palm he was holding onto Lan Feng fell to the ground, and blood spurted out.

The severe pain hit, but Mo Qianyun seemed ignorant, and didn't even bother to take a look.He stared blankly at the bones in the ice coffin amidst the dust and smoke, and suddenly laughed wildly, until his throat was sweet.

"Go to hell!! I want all of you to be buried with my master!!!"

The author has something to say:

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