Chapter 1861 Buddha Ghost
As soon as you step on the 839th floor, the cold wind blows your heart.
The sky was as dark as night, the earth was pitch black, and the shadows of the trees in the wind were like evil spirits with teeth and claws, as if they would pounce in the next moment.
Liu Qinghuan squinted his eyes, feeling the heavy pressure that was suddenly placed on him.
This floor is actually equipped with extremely strong air restrictions!
On the opposite side, on the hillside only a few dozen feet away from the entrance, there are dense stone sculptures standing on it.
These stone sculptures all have ferocious expressions. Some have angry eyes and open their hands as if they are about to attack. Some lean forward and make fists as if they are fighting with others. Some kneel on the ground and pray.
It was as if they were suddenly frozen in a certain moment, motionless in the darkness, but seemed to come back to life at any time.
Liu Qinghuan raised his hand, and a ray of blue light flew out like an arrow from a string, landing on the nearest stone sculpture that looked up at the sky with its mouth wide open.
"Click!"
An arm of the stone sculpture was chopped off. Liu Qinghuan was slightly startled: It was not broken?
Another green light flew out, more solid than the previous one, like a blue moon blade, splitting the stone sculpture in half, separating the body and head.
The stone sculptures around it did not respond to this, and still stood motionless in the darkness, lifeless.
Liu Qinghuan frowned, thoughtfully.
Judging from the bald heads and clothing of these stone sculptures, they should be Buddhist monks, but they also have a strong ghost aura about them, which is very strange.
"Master, flying in the air is prohibited here, and there is only one road in the middle. It seems that we must go through the stone sculptures."
Yue Jie pointed at the rugged gravel road between two hills, her voice kept very low, as if she was afraid of waking up a sleeping ghost.
"Yeah." Liu Qinghuan nodded and said, "Let's go then."
His tone was calm, turning a blind eye to the weird and terrifying atmosphere around him, and his pace could even be described as somewhat leisurely.
However, the three of them were as if facing a formidable enemy. They followed Liu Qinghuan defensively, carefully passing through the stone sculptures with different expressions.
The surrounding area was silent, except for the sound of their footsteps as they walked. A crow suddenly flew out of the haystack, and its croaking sound startled Fu Bao.
Among them, Fubao is the most nervous because he has the lowest cultivation level. If there is a sneak attack or attack, it must start from his side...
With this in mind, he walked around a stone sculpture holding a stone hammer high, only to be met by another ugly stone sculpture with crooked eyes, a garlic nose, and a mouth full of rotten teeth.
"Master, these things must have been living people before, otherwise they wouldn't be so lifelike!"
"They must have been cursed before they were alive, so they turned into stone sculptures." Liu Qinghuan's voice came from the side: "Don't be careless. They are dead now. If you don't protect them all, there will be a few living ones hidden inside..."
Before he finished speaking, Fu Bao saw the ugly stone sculpture full of rotten teeth blinking his eyes. The hand that was originally hanging on his waist suddenly had a dagger, and it stabbed him suddenly!
Fu Bao was agitated and shouted "Wow". His figure instantly pulled out a few afterimages and dodged to the side.
But he heard the sound of wind behind his head, and a stone hammer hit his head, directly destroying an afterimage of him, and then hit the ground heavily.
"Bang!" Earth and rocks flew and a big hole appeared on the ground.
Fu Bao appeared behind the ugly stone sculpture and kicked the opponent hard on the waist, causing the guy to jump forward and knock down the stone sculpture with a hammer.
"You bitch, I told you to scare me!" He drew out his sword and went up to slash, still cursing.
But the ugly stone sculpture rolled on the spot extremely nimbly, turned around and raised its neck, and a stream of black air spurted out from its mouth!
"Fu Bao, be careful!" Yue Jie exclaimed. Faster than the sound was the black flame, which hit the face of the ugly stone sculpture and burned away the black smoke.
There was a sound of breaking through the air, but another stone sculpture climbed up and hit Fu Bao with a hammer.
This guy was quite powerful, so Fu Bao didn't dare to hit him head-on, but he was so fast that he dodged and dodged again.
Unexpectedly, he appeared again, and the stone sculpture next to him came to life again. He opened his arms and hugged him. He screamed in fright and ran away.
But Youhu and Yueji didn't bother to help him, because there were stone sculptures coming to life around them, and they were all jumping around, making them very difficult to deal with.
The mountain forest suddenly became lively, accompanied by Fubao's ghostly cries and wolf howls, which actually dissipated some of the coldness in the place.
Liu Qinghuan did not take action and allowed the three spirit beasts to deal with the stone sculptures, while he walked to a broken stone sculpture to examine it carefully.
The dusty stone had an astonishing hardness and emitted heat, but it did not melt under the burning flames of hell, only black holes appeared.
Liu Qinghuan changed her vision and saw wisps of gray-white smoke escaping from the holes, but did not dissipate, but floated forward.
“It’s interesting!”
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Liu Qinghuan stood up, looked into the distance, and stretched out his hand as if inadvertently, he grabbed the neck of the stone sculpture that was about to attack him.
He looked at the other person's dull eyes, grabbed his eyebrows with his left hand, and pulled out a gray shadow.
The shadow twisted crazily in his hands, like a flexible insect, with countless black spots vaguely visible on its body.
"Text?"
But those black dots were too small. I could only see some strokes, but not the words.
Liu Qinghuan had some vague guesses, and golden fire came out from his hand, burning the shadow.
Looking across the mountain peaks, I seem to see a tall tower in the clouds.
Turning his eyes, he shouted towards the hillside with hatred: "Fubao, stop playing, you should turn around and fight!"
Fu Bao was chased by more than a dozen stone sculptures. He was chased all over the mountain and wanted to cry without tears.
"Master, I'm not playing! They keep chasing me, I, I don't dare to stop!"
Youhu chased after him, hitting the stone sculptures with flames, and said leisurely: "Yes, keep running, don't look back!"
Yue Zhi transformed back into his original form, Tianzhen Greedy Wolf, with a crescent mark on his forehead vaguely taking shape, and he bit a stone sculpture into pieces with one bite.
Liu Qinghuan shook his head helplessly. Fortunately, after passing this hill, there were fewer strange stone sculptures, but!
Under the hillside is a river. The stone beach beside the river is extremely wide. Statues of monks and soldiers holding iron rods and half-clad in cassocks are arranged neatly.
It's solemn and solemn, but also ghostly.
As soon as they appeared, the monk soldiers all turned their heads and stared at them.
"Hey!" Fu Bao gasped. He didn't know whether to put down his raised foot, and stood frozen on the spot.
The others also stopped moving, feeling creepy under the stares of so many eyes.
"I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of people here, right?" Yue Jie looked at Liu Qinghuan and whispered: "Who is it that made so many people look like this..."
Liu Qinghuan did not answer the question. He took a step forward and heard the sound of swords and armor on the river beach.