Chapter 1862 Stone Tower
Liu Qinghuan took back his foot.
Compared with the previous grotesque stone sculptures, the monk soldiers were obviously burlier, and the ghostly and Buddhist auras mixed together in a strange way on them, just like the angry-eyed King Kong in hell, which was both strange and awe-inspiring.
Liu Qinghuan noticed several traces of the battle, including blood, pieces of clothing, and marks from sword slashes. Some of the stone sculptures of monks and soldiers were missing arms and legs, and rocks flew up from the ground from time to time to fill in the missing parts of their bodies.
The body is strong, the strength is not low, and there are so many of them, maybe they will also order Buddhist battle formations...
Liu Qinghuan didn't want to waste time, so he said to Fubao and the others: "You go back to the spirit beast bag first and take the time to rest. You may be needed later."
The three spirit beasts responded in unison, turning into a ray of light and sinking into the blue cloth bag on his waist.
The action here immediately aroused the reaction of the stone sculptures who were waiting on the river beach. One of the particularly tall monk soldiers raised the long stick in his hand and threw it violently!
"Whoosh!"
The long stick came through the air and arrived in the blink of an eye, without any stone!
The force of this move was really considerable. The stick was still vibrating when it was inserted into the hard rock on the ground, making a low buzzing sound.
However, Liu Qinghuan's figure had disappeared, and the monk soldier did not give up. His gray stone eyes lit up with a golden light, and he searched around.
I heard several more dog barks of "woof, woof, woof," and a black dog sprang out from behind the big rock, sniffing everywhere as it ran.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but paused. The dog was not a stone sculpture, but it was not a living creature either. The fur on its body looked like it had been burnt and was mottled and charred black. It had two horns on its head, and what was even more frightening was its unfamiliar eyes, which shone with a cruel and bloodthirsty light. .
If it were an ordinary invisibility spell, it might not be able to escape the eyes and nose of this dog, but Liu Qinghuan used the immortal spell of standing upright without a shadow, so it could only spin around in vain.
However, Liu Qinghuan became more vigilant because of this. He carefully passed through the group of monk soldiers, crossed the dry river, and continued to move forward along a gravel path.
Along the way, a stone sculpture will appear from time to time, taller and weirder.
For example, one of them fell on the roadside. He had a fat head, big ears, and a kind face, like a smiling Maitreya. Half of his head was cut off, and there was a big mouth on his round belly. The teeth in his mouth were as sharp as saws. There are still a few strands of fresh flesh hanging in the seams.
Liu Qinghuan's eyes narrowed: the blood on the ground had not yet solidified, and it seemed that someone had passed by here not long before him.
He looked towards the towering mountain peaks in the distance. There was a stone tower there, and faint fluctuations of mana could be heard.
In fact, after reaching the 800th floor, he didn't meet many people except for the Seven Demons of the Blood Ming Dynasty. First, he entered the tower relatively late, and those people had all run to the front.
Secondly, there are quite a few late-stage Mahayana monks in the world of cultivating immortals, but not many in total.
And the Haotian Purgatory Tower is bigger than expected, and it's not that easy to meet people.
However, the tall tower is not within the range, because the target is too obvious and should attract many people to it.
Liu Qinghuan thought for a while and decided to go over to see the excitement, so he kept walking along the mountain road. Before he reached the halfway point of the mountain, he heard a loud noise above his head.
"Boom!"
Liu Qinghuan looked up and saw flames shooting into the sky.
After a while, two people rushed down from the top, still complaining as they walked.
"...What the hell is it called Sogoji Temple? Let's just call it Jingguang Temple. There is nothing but stones!"
"It's also possible that all the things were robbed by those in front." Another person said: "Elder Jikong didn't see it either, wouldn't he be killed?"
"Never mind it! It's a waste of time for us. What a bad luck! If I had known better, I wouldn't have come to this ruined temple. We wouldn't have caught anything and wasted so much of our time!" The two people left cursing, not realizing that when they just passed by, There is another person standing on the roadside.
Liu Qinghuan hesitated for a moment, then decided to go up and have a look, so he continued walking up.
It was a temple, but most of the houses in front of it had collapsed, leaving only the last pagoda. The door was also wide open at this time, looking like it had been robbed many times.
Liu Qinghuan appeared, with a strange expression on his face.
There are four tall pillars around the pagoda, and thick and long iron chains hang down. It seems that they were originally supposed to bind the pagoda body, but the back was cut off, so they were piled on the ground in such a mess.
Judging from the old traces of the fractures, these chains were not broken recently, but were cut off by someone who did not know how many years ago.
There is indeed nothing in the pagoda, only some destroyed stone Buddhas are left, and traces of rummaging can be seen everywhere.
"So this is a ruin..." Liu Qinghuan looked puzzled. Thinking of the strange stone carvings along the way, he felt that there must be something fishy in them, but neither he nor those in front of them noticed it.
So, he began to use Return to Heaven and Return to Sun, and the light and shadow in front of his eyes changed rapidly——
First, in recent months, people have been visiting this ruins. Some would take a quick look and leave, while others would enter the tower to rummage around, but they would also leave quickly.
Further forward, time seems to have stood still. The ruined pagoda stands quietly on the top of the mountain. Except for the occasional visit by birds and animals, no one visits it.
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Just like the Haotian Purgatory Tower sinking in the ruins of time, year after year, day after day, until the day it collapsed.
Liu Qinghuan was a little disappointed: Although returning to heaven and returning to the sun can be traced back to a long, long time ago, time is bounded by hundreds of years. The farther back, the more mana required and the greater the movement.
And Liu Qinghuan doesn't want to make a big fuss now. Although the two people have left, if there are changes here, they may turn around at any time.
He sighed softly and was about to give up when he saw a short, old stone sculpture appearing under the pagoda in an extremely slow and stiff posture.
Liu Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, watched the stone sculpture walk into the pagoda door, knelt down in front of the Buddha statue, and began to recite scriptures.
After chanting like this for a long time, two more stone sculptures rushed in, set up the old man's stone sculpture and walked out.
Liu Qinghuan followed, down the mountain, up the mountain, crossed a river, climbed over several beams, and came to a valley.
The three stone sculptures suddenly flashed and disappeared.
Liu Qinghuan also stopped, stopped the magic technique, and walked out of the light and shadow.
At this time, he was standing in front of the valley. The ancient trees in the valley were towering and the light was very dim.
He took a step forward without encountering any obstacles. He walked around and found nothing unusual.
"A very clever ban!"
Liu Qinghuan smiled, took off the other black spirit beast bag from his waist, and looked inside first.
A ferocious big bug with teeth and claws flew out from inside, and then two, three...
Soon, dozens of sky-devouring insects flew to various places in the valley, searching for them, and feedback was quickly passed back.
Liu Qinghuan waved his hand: "Peel through the restriction!"