Zhenshanhai

Whenever ancient orthodox ruins are born, most of the restrictions are loosened to allow outsiders to enter.

Inhibitable loosening does not equate to failure.

Just like a giant dragon guarding Baoshan, the dragon was in its prime when the orthodoxy was at its peak.

Now that the orthodoxy is declining, and the evil beasts are getting old, the treasure mountain is opened to shine in the eyes of the people, and the restrictions are loosened for those who are destined.

But the dragon is not dead yet, you can touch it in awe, follow the rules and hunt for treasure, if you run to provoke the evil beast, you are courting death, no idiot would do that.

The evil cultivators above the clouds understand this truth.

The lore-killing formation urges the vast Ben Lei to pour down, but it only locks on the creatures below, completely avoiding the hazy light gate condensed by the nine green lotuses, and does not touch it at all.

But being so cold-hearted by the Phaseless Demon Lord, all the mighty mighty force hit the nine green lotuses, which is equivalent to hitting the head of a giant dragon with a hammer...

Even the ferocious beast that Lao Lao fell asleep in the past should be awakened at this time.

Lin Pu worried, "Can the Yangming Baocha Mountain Gate withstand such an attack?"

She is not afraid that the backlash will implicate the witch, no matter how mysterious the restriction is, there is no wisdom. At most, she can only trace the source of the attack to the source of the attack, so that she will not be able to tell whether there are other hands and feet in the middle.

Even if Lingyi passed on the attacks of the evil cultivators and traced the Qi mechanism, the guardian formation would only point the finger at the source of the attack.

What she was worried about was that it would take too long, and the restrictions of the Yangming Buddhist Sect's magic law would dissipate too much, and she would no longer be able to withstand such an attack.

If the Qinglian Guangmen is smashed and the Yangming Buddhist Sect is hidden again, the hundred or so seniors of the Tianzong and their fellows who went in before may be lost and trapped in the cave of the ruins, and they don't know when they will have to get out.

Or the light gate is connected to the cornerstone of the ruins, and after it is broken, the treasure temple collapses and is damaged, and the world of the ruins collapses directly, and no one who enters first can survive.

"If you can't bear it, let's ruin it. If we can't get it, they can't get their hands on it."

Why doesn't Lingyi know her worry, he said so nonchalantly, and put one hand on the junior uncle's vest to help her smooth the chaotic chaotic golden wind above Daoji, while quietly raising his eyes to look at her face .

Chaos produces the five elements, and Lin Pu's dantian only has the pseudo-chaotic golden wind composed of the three elements of gold, water and wood. It all depends on Xie Yifei's chaotic yang energy to regulate the balance, so every time it is used, it will take a long time to subdue the balance.

Lin Pu happened to meet her gaze. Seeing Ling Yi avoiding his eyes, he was slightly startled, and then reacted and approached her with a smile: "Do you think I am such a pedantic person? The enemy is still thinking about it, blame you Don't care about Senior Nian Tianzong? Thanks to the Demon Lord for saving our lives."

Ling Yi caressed her dantian Lingyuan, withdrew his hand not to look at her, pursed his lips and said firmly: "I don't care what you think." But he felt at ease in his heart.

At the same time, the Qinglian light gate that took over Lei Mang trembled and then suddenly brightened, and the hazy golden light spread and covered the entire sea area in an instant.

In the high-altitude clouds, the monster screamed continuously, and the mysterious magic technique of the Yangming Buddhist Sect's mountain protection has traced its source to the evil cultivator formation along the Mingming qi mechanism. The evil cultivators were seriously injured by the backlash.

The monks on the sea showed joy, but Lingyi cursed angrily: "Fake appearances, bald donkeys are the most annoying!"

Buddhism is merciful, and the Buddha can cut meat and feed it to the eagle. When the disciples of the Shi family are offended, most of them will first explain the reason, rather than directly use the law to subdue the demon.

The same is true for Yangming Buddhist Sect.

Although he worshiped the Lord of the Netherworld and the Great Ghost King Pudugong, he was also a Buddhist. The anti-mysterious techniques of the Yangming Buddhist Sect only broke the magical powers of evil cultivators, but did not kill anyone.

Most of the injuries of this group of monsters were caused by the backlash suffered by Formation Break.

In Xiao Mojun's view, when a hammer hit the giant dragon's head, this Buddhist beast just lightly knocked people over a few somersaults, so she was greatly disappointed.

But at this time, there was a melodious bell ringing, followed by the sound of wooden fish knocking, and the Buddha's light was swirling, and the clouds six hundred feet above the sea area turned into golden, and then blue and white lotus flowers bloomed all over the sky.

White lotus produces lotus root, green lotus forms a platform, and small temples appear on it.

The lotus platform under the temple opens slowly, and the crystal Buddha light shines through the layered petals.

At a certain moment, under the mysterious method, everyone blinked together, one dark and one bright, the auspicious clouds suddenly dissipated, and countless small temples in the sky were projected and magnified ten thousand times, and they came to the eyes all of a sudden!

The fragrance of lotus is fragrant, Sanskrit chants are chanted, amidst the turbulent air waves, the Beiming sea area has turned into a golden Buddha soup for thousands of miles.

And above this golden ocean, a majestic treasure temple Buddha kingdom is projected.

The Buddha Kingdom was still expanding, and everyone was captivated by the majestic momentum. Wuyanzi stood beside the giant octopus and covered his forehead, heart and eyes with a muffled grunt.

With his practice, he doesn't even have the qualifications to spy on this Yangming temple!

Lingyi's eyes turned black, and his heart was shocked beyond words.

Peeping at the source with the formless magic skill, this treasure temple that continues to expand like a projection is actually floating between the virtual and the real, which seems to be real.

The Yangming Buddhist Sect is not like the ordinary Taoism in ancient times. It is a unique cave or hidden in the illusion. The Yangming ancient temple has always been in the world and has never been hidden.

It's just that it is located between the Yang world and the nether world, and it exists in the world but does not see its form. It is both real and false. It exists in the Yang world and also connects to the netherworld. !

In the blink of an eye, the Great Temple of Brilliance covered the sea area thousands of miles away, and Lin Pu felt suddenly pulled back by a strong force, but it was too late to grab his right hand, and the soft and soft catkin fell off his palm.

The wind was blowing in her ears, and the scene in front of her eyes was changing. When she blinked and looked at it again, she was already alone three hundred miles away.

In front of you stands a ten thousand zhang Buddhist temple in the bright Buddha light. On the vast mountain gate [-] feet high, there is a huge plaque with a width of mile, engraved with several ancient seals of gods and demons in golden light: Baosha of Yangming.

The Yangming Buddhist Sect has appeared in this world.

At the same time, the netherworld vibrated, thousands of ghosts wailed and howled, and the evil wind and mist billowed.

At the foot of a yin mountain, a woman with soft eyebrows and a gentle temperament held a long golden arrow thoughtfully.

Kneeling in front of her was a ghost king who raised his head and roared.

The uncontrollable ghost roar was over, and the ghost king came back to his senses, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "For some reason, the ghost energy surged up and I couldn't hold it back, please forgive the little ghost's gaffe!"

The woman shook her head and smiled slightly, closed her eyes and sighed in remembrance: "I don't blame you, this is the Sanskrit chanting of the Yangshi Buddhist Sect, I haven't heard it for a long time..."

There is a separation between yin and yang, not to mention singing scriptures and chanting Zen, these years alone in the nether world, she hasn't even heard a human voice for a long time.

In the side hall of the Underworld of Fengdu, the four judges gathered in front of the wheel mirror, and the cold-faced Gong Cao who had a relationship with Lin Pu in Tengluozhou rushed over at this time.

"grown ups."

Several judges nodded, looking at the scene of the Yangshi Beiming in the mirror, one of them turned his head and told Cao Cao: "Call the four yin commanders Day and Night Youshen and Wuchang to stand by. The ancient temple of Yangming has already appeared in the world. The edict, ask Fengdu's underworld servants to make up for it."

......

Lin Pu stood in front of the majestic mountain gate, with no one around him, and behind him stood a translucent old monk in a simple navy blue cassock.

Only then did Yangming Baosha appear in the world, and when everyone was included in it in one fell swoop, it was the ghost monk who pulled her out.

"Why is the master like this, but is there any problem in the treasure temple?"

The ghost monk is the great ghost under the seat of the Great Wishing Bodhisattva, and the Yangming Buddhist Sect is the Mianyan Dashi Dojo. They are both the gods of the Buddhist kingdom and jointly control the Netherworld. It stands to reason that they respect each other and make good friends.

But Monk Ghost didn't even remind him just now, and he took Lin Pu out suddenly.

Asking the question at this time, the ghost monk himself was a little confused.

He left Huangquan and guarded the forest of steles in the cave for thousands of years. He devoted himself to studying Buddhism, and he had long forgotten the past.

The action just now was just a subconscious action, not aware of the crisis, and there is no reason for it.

Lin Pu had no choice but to ask no further questions, and sent out an arrow message to briefly inform the family about the matter.

She was vigilant, and for hundreds of years, she was on guard against the golden red sword, hovering and flying around her side. After thinking for a while, she took out the ghost mask and put it on her face. Entered the gate of Baocha Mountain.

Regardless of the reason why the ghost monk took her away from the ancient Yangming temple, there are already all the monks from the Fahua Temple who entered the temple and a group of injured colleagues in the temple, as well as his own disciples who opened the mountain, Lian Yao, the demon king Ma Hong, Ling Yi and others. Wu Yanzi and others...

Coupled with the many evil spirits with malicious intentions, Lin Pu could not sit idly by.

The gate of Baocha Mountain has its own restrictions to isolate the inside and outside, and when entering the temple, the witch looks around, and there is a unique world here, it really is a pure Buddhist country.

But seeing the vast field of vision in the distance, the melodious ringing of the bell tower, the clear sky and clear air, except for a lonely gate behind you, there are endless beautiful mountains and rivers in all directions.

It is sunny and sunny here, and there is a clear and cheerful stream beside the gravel road.

The stream is clear, and the koi are swimming around under the lotus, and the tip of the nose has a faint fragrance of Buddha.

With the ghost monk by his side, Lin Pu firmly remembered his identity as a priestess, and scrambled against his cloud driver to check it from front to back.

A hundred miles or so directly ahead, there is a grand palace of heavenly kings.

Afterwards, there are rows of Arhat halls, interspersed with pagodas dedicated to relics, followed by the majestic and splendid Daxiong Hall, the meditation hall and scripture building, etc...

All the buildings are intact and free of dust, and they still look like a peaceful and peaceful Buddhist country, showing the true meaning of compassion.

The beautiful Buddhist country in the human ideal should be such a bright, vast and comfortable appearance.

Seeing the clear Buddhist kingdom, the ghost monk was overjoyed.

But there is only one thing, the room is quiet and there is not a single monk in sight.

But it's no wonder that the Yangming Buddhist Sect's orthodox system has collapsed ten thousand years ago, and it's reasonable for there to be no one.

But Lin Pu did not dare to be careless.

There are auspicious light, Buddhist incense, green lotus, and koi, as well as Buddhist hall buildings. There are no monks stationed in the temple, but even the many cultivators who came in before did not see a single person.

The witch felt quite strange in her heart, she turned her head to look at the ghost monk and asked, "Master, what does the face of Master Burning Face look like?"

Lin Pu was born in the nineteenth town of Mangshan, which is a truly remote countryside. Compared with the prosperous and big cities in the central region, it is a heaven and an underground.

People in Nineteen Towns know that there are gods and Buddhas in the world, but there are no religious temples in the town, only one god worships the mother-in-law.

As for after entering Taoism, Lin Pu only had two fights side by side when dealing with Buddhism, so he really didn't know much about it.

Because of this, in the prosperous world of the Central Territory, she has never seen what the "big master" worshiped by the people during the Zhongyuan Dynasty looked like.

The ghost monk thought for a long time before he remembered, "Pudu is tall and mighty, with two horns on his top, a blue face with long fangs, and the wrathful appearance of a Buddha. There is also a statue of the Great Compassion Bodhisattva in the center of the sky."

After hearing this, Lin Pu pondered and said: "Buddhas and demons reverence the formlessness, since the Buddha Kingdom has a form, it is also the fantasy of all living beings.

Everyone in the world thinks that the Buddhist land is bright and vast, and the fragrance of Buddha is overflowing, but is it also so bright and clear to worship the Yangming Buddhist Sect who enshrines the burning master of the Nether Ghost Interface? "

The old monk was stopped by her question, his eyes were dazed, he muttered to himself, and then his tone changed quickly, "Youming... Yangming Buddha Kingdom... Dashi Buddha's gatha... Fierce ghost..."

The face of the benevolent ghost monk gradually turned ferocious. He lowered his head slightly, shaking his hands like crying, laughing, and heartbroken: "Where does the Buddha Kingdom come from in the netherworld, and where does the clear joy come from in the world..."

"Grandmaster?"

The ghost monk suddenly raised his head, his face was blue and purple, and he already looked like a ghost.

His fangs stuck out vertically, his eyes were bloody, his fingers poked out his long black armor, and he stared closely at the person in front of him.

Lin Pu's back was cold, and the golden wings spread out to block the ghost's claws, only to hear the grinding sound of metal and stone rubbing against one's teeth. Down a hundred golden feathers!

Lin Pu was in severe pain, startled and angry.

What was surprising was that the golden wings were transformed by the Gengjin Qi of heaven and earth, and were closely connected with her Dao foundation, seemingly tangible but intangible.

The Ghost Monk's ability to tear apart the qualityless golden energy is equivalent to a severe claw in her dantian. Where did he come from?

What is angry is that this ghost monk will go crazy when he disagrees with him. How can there be such a madman in front of the Bodhisattva of Great Wishes!

Lin Pu took the bow and shot back quickly, the golden arrow split into several hooks and tied the ghost monk together, the two ends pierced deep into the ground, the ghost monk stood where he was, roaring and struggling desperately.

As if the waist was burning hot as a reminder, Lin Pu took out the ghost seal, and the tiger-headed beast on the seal flicked its tail and jumped onto Lin Pu's shoulder with a roar.

The ghost monk suddenly became quiet. He stood there dumbly, the color faded from his eyes, his fangs were slowly retracted, the bruises on his face dissipated, and the chaos in his eyes turned into clarity.

He glanced at Lin Pu, didn't seem to recognize her, then shifted his gaze to the little beast on her shoulder, finally remembered everything, and whispered "sin" with a face of shame.

Seeing that he regained his sanity, the golden cord on his body also loosened and returned to Lin Pu's rear wing as a golden feather.

But the little martial uncle grinned his teeth and was in severe pain at this time, he didn't dare to take it lightly, he still held the longbow tightly in his hand.

Seeing her vigilance, the ghost monk smiled wryly: "Don't worry, Tan Yue, the poor monk has already thought of everything, and he won't mess around again."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes to look at the merciful heaven of this Buddhist kingdom, and sighed: "There is only the way of hungry ghosts in the dark world. Where did the Buddhist kingdom come from? Pudu Gong, let's go."

As soon as the words fell, the sky and the earth spun, and in the blink of an eye, the peaceful world transformed into a world of raging fire, and everything in sight was blazing flames.

There is still a stream next to it, and the koi in the water are small fishes with red flames wagging their tails. There are also magnificent Buddhist halls everywhere, and there are also tall fire towers that soar into the sky.

And the most majestic Daxiong Palace is simply a statue of a giant spirit that stands upright and cannot be seen clearly and is burning!

The ghost monk looked sadly at the burning statue, "Master Dashi, also known as Yankou, was a ghost king with a face full of flames before he attained enlightenment. This is the master himself."