Chapter 353 Underworld? Official way? Golden cicada?
Shen Lian went to Huangquan without myna, and the stone eggs were also put into the ghost gourd.
He considered that if an accident occurred, Bago would be able to rescue him immediately, and the specific situation of Huangquan was still unknown.
As soon as he entered the tree hole, Shen Lian noticed that his five senses were beginning to weaken.
Immediately afterwards, the martial arts golden body was inexplicably suppressed. More than 90% of the strength could not leave the dantian, and the soul could not leave the body.
Shen Lian had expected it. Fortunately, the physical impact was not big, so there was no need to worry too much.
I don’t know how long it has been.
Shen Lian's five senses gradually recovered, and the melancholy sound sounded in his ears again.
With all five senses lost, he was able to listen more carefully to the subtle sounds and discovered what was mixed in the countless sounds of golden cicadas.
“Master, you said that everything is caused by cause and effect, good and evil cause and effect, all arise from the heart. Only those with a pure heart can be liberated.”
"But the disciple just can't calm down."
Shen Lian covered his head, his voice becoming as harsh as sharpening a knife.
After a period of trance, his five senses finally recovered. He had stepped into the depths of the rumored underworld, and his muscles could not help but tighten.
"Earth child! Earth child!!"
Shen Lian originally thought that since it was the underworld, even if it was not a bloody hell on earth, it should be filled with countless demons and monsters.
But what he saw when he opened his eyes was an old man.
The old man's expression was extremely anxious, his face wrinkled with furrows, and he was wearing tattered single clothes and was shaking constantly as he approached Shen Lian.
"Tuwazi, you finally woke up! Thanks to the blessings of Bodhisattva."
Shen Lian was confused and noticed that everything around him was far beyond his imagination. It didn't look like the underworld at all. It's like returning to...the mortal world.
What comes into view is the official road paved with gravel, with dense mountain forests on both sides of the road.
It seems that because the sky is dark and bright, there is no one on the official road. Only they, an old man and a young man, are resting under a locust tree.
Shen Lian stretched out his arm and grabbed a locust tree leaf that fell above his head.
The wisdom eye secretly used it, and the result was that the leaves of the locust tree were no different from ordinary people, and the old man in front of him was just an ordinary person in his fifties or sixties.
"Are you okay, Tuwazi? It's your fault that I rushed to the capital in such a hurry. Hey, you caught the wind and cold on the way. Fortunately, the Bodhisattva protected you."
"The capital?"
The old man only thought that Shen Lian was unconscious, and quickly explained: "It is said that there are living Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the sky who came to the capital to fulfill their vows, and we went to deliver the Buddha statues to Da Ci'en Temple."
Shen Lian looked around and found that A Buddha statue placed next to a locust tree.
The Buddha statue is more than an inch long, with a bright appearance. It is carved in a smiling posture and holds a jade cicada in its palm.
“Golden Chanzi?!”
“Amitabha! Amitabha!”
The old man moved towards the Buddha statue several times and hurriedly added: "Tuwazi has just recovered from a serious illness. I accidentally called you by your first name. Don't blame me!"
Shen Lian narrowed his eyes, and his whole body felt like it was covered with ice. Water for irrigation.
He lowered his head and saw that the dragon fish robe had turned into tattered clothes, and the bone blade had turned into a slightly rough hatchet.
"Golden Chanzi."
"It seems that Yuqing Palace is probably near Huangquan, and even fell into Huangquan together with the little white dragon. Yuqing Palace carried some flat peaches The roots of the tree form a unique [memory]”
What Shen Lian doesn't understand is, what about the underworld composed of little white dragons?
"Tuwazi..."
"It's okay, I'm sweating all over, the wind and cold have gone away."
"That's good."
The old man exhaled a long breath and said with a wry smile: "Tuwazi, if you stay here, your third uncle won't be able to explain to your dead father. Oh, you poor boy."
Shen Lian remained silent and kept observing his surroundings.
The official road leads straight to the capital, and it can be distinguished from everywhere. It is indeed the path taken thousands of years ago, and is somewhat similar to the official road of later generations.
The mountains and forests on both sides are shrouded in fog, and the screams of wild animals occasionally echo.
"Is it possible that I can see the golden cicada in my memories?"
Shen Lian had a vague premonition that the memories in the depths of Huangquan were different from the ghost market. It seemed that he could not control it, and he did not know what was hidden. What a danger.
"Tuwazi, let's rest for half an hour before we hit the road again."
"Third uncle, I feel much better. The official road is better than the mountain road."
Third uncle thought for a moment , touched Shen Lian's forehead again, "Okay, let's try to reach the Yingke Temple where we are transiting before dark. We don't have to sleep in the open all night and can have a good rest."
"Yes, Third Uncle."< br>
Shen Lian looked embarrassed and said softly: "Uncle Third, I'm going to relieve myself."
"Go." The third uncle carefully wiped the Buddha statue. The rag he specially prepared was much cleaner than the clothes he was wearing.
"The Daci'en Temple hosts the living Buddha, so it will definitely receive incense from people all over the world, so the Buddha statues we transport are worth a lot of money."
The third uncle murmured nonchalantly, "Get it After you get the money, you will have money to ask for a wife, and I will be worthy of your dead father."
Shen Lian came to the grass near the mountain forest and left the official road tentatively.
As a result, before taking a few steps, the consciousness of Manas started to warn wildly, and the physical body almost instinctively turned into a size of more than 20 meters.
Shen Lian stared solemnly at the mountain forest, and the floating mist seemed to be alive.
When the mountain wind blows, a steady stream of wailing sounds are heard.
Shen Lian took a few steps back and opened his eyes while his back was turned to his third uncle.
Lingtai Fangcun has always been successful, but he has not gained anything. He only knows that once he steps into the mountains and forests, he will encounter a near-death danger.
“In other words, the only area where I can move is the official road.”
"Guan Dao? Golden Chanzi? Huang Quan? Little White Dragon?"
"What is the connection? This place is really weird and inexplicable."
Shen Lian pretended to have finished urinating and helped The third uncle packed up the Buddha statue and took the initiative to tie it behind his back. The hollow wooden material was not heavy.
"Uncle Third, can you tell me about the Living Buddha?"
"The Living Buddha is here to fulfill his wishes."
The third uncle breathed rapidly and explained in a low voice: "Any contact with the Living Buddha can satisfy your wishes."
"But the Living Buddha only receives wealthy officials in the capital. Maybe you and I can use the Buddha statue to Go to Da Ci'en Temple to have a look."
"That's it."
The more Shen Lian listened, the more he felt that it didn't look like Jin Chanzi, but he didn't refute it.
The two walked more than ten miles one after another.
Shen Lian obtained some information about Jin Chanzi through some insinuation, but the journey was too smooth, not to mention a monster, not even a beast.
"Tuwazi, that is the caravan escorted by the Longxing Escort Bureau in the city. If you strengthen your body and bones, you can also join the Escort Bureau and make some big money."
Shen Lian glanced out of the corner of his eye, Long Xing The goods transported by the escort agency were relatively heavy, so the speed was slower and they passed by the two of them.
You can hear the escort complaining that the old horse is becoming more and more useless.
Except for the caravan, Shen Lian only saw a tea shop set up by two couples on the roadside, and the official road was extremely sparsely populated.
"Tuwazi, look, the Yingke Temple is coming."
As the Yingke Temple appeared in the distance, the third uncle's words became nagging.
Shen Lian tried his best to collect useful information from it.
At the end of the day, Huang Quan gave Shen Lian an extremely strange impression.
Sparse and ordinary weirdness.
As the underworld that accommodates billions of souls, even if memories are born from the roots of the peach tree, it shouldn't be so ordinary.
Shen Lian even had the urge to return to Yanliang Town to confirm whether it was Huangquan's teleportation tree.
"Touwazi, only the old abbot is here in the Yingke Temple, and we are quite familiar with each other. When we meet, remember to call me Master Dahui."
"Yes."
Shen Lian nodded, Yingke Temple was actually a ruined temple. He could tell at a glance that there was almost no incense in the Yingke Temple. It was so poor that even when the sun went down, there was still no candle inside.
Dong-dong-dong.
The third uncle knocked on the door of the temple and took out more than ten copper coins from his arms, intending to use them as incense money.
After a creak, the door opened a small gap.
"Master Dahui..."
An old monk came close to the crack of the door, his blood and energy revealed to be disordered.
Although Shen Lian was unable to leave his body, he could tell with just his eyesight that the old monk had been frightened not long ago, causing his blood and energy to attack his heart.
“Ahem, cough, cough, this temple will not accept you these days.”
“Master Dahui, it’s me, Yu San, what happened?”
The old monk heard San He asked his uncle's name and shook his head helplessly, "It's you, Donor Yu. I haven't seen you for two or three years."
"Master Dahui, I have been working as a farmer at home. My nephew got married and was short of money, so I came to deliver Buddhas to Daci'en Temple..."
"Stop talking about it!"
The old monk listened. After arriving at Daci'en Temple, his tone became excited.
"Hey, Donor Yu, why don't you continue to farm at home, but now you are involved in Daci'en Temple at this time, hey."
The third uncle turned pale with fright, obviously he was worried about the old monk's The words are very convincing.
"Master Dahui, is there any danger in this trip?"
"Go home immediately after seeing off the Buddha. Don't stay too long."
"Thank you, Master Dahui, for reminding me."
The third uncle took Shen Lian and bowed respectfully to the old monk with his hands clasped together. There were rapid coughs and sighs behind the door.
“Donor Yu, it’s not that I won’t let you in.”
The old monk explained: "I have calculated that I am about to die, but I still have a few years left in my life, so I am afraid that it is caused by external factors."
"Master Dahui, you mean..."
< br>"I heard that the imperial court posted a notice in front of the capital city gate, saying that demons are infested in the mountains. The demon may be the last disaster for me."
After that, the old monk closed the door and gradually walked away.
“Let’s go, let’s go!”
The third uncle looked up at the sky. The setting sun had already dyed the clouds red. Swarms of bats were flying in the air, and the sounds of wild beasts were becoming more frequent.
"If we speed up the pace, we should be able to reach the capital before it gets completely dark."
Shen Lian walked behind his third uncle, thinking about the demon in his mind.
"Uncle Third, what year is it now?"
"Life is going crazy, of course it is the twenty-sixth year of Zhenguan. In fifteen days, there will be more when the New Year comes. One year to live.”
Shen Lian secretly said that sure enough, there was only half a month left before the calamity of heaven and earth, and Jin Chanzi came to the capital this time for an unknown purpose.
He was very interested in the demon described by the old monk.
The Tang Dynasty a thousand years ago was different from that of later generations.
At that time, there were almost no traces of demons in the Tang Dynasty. Only by traveling to the Lingshan Mountains in the west could one see the scene where mortals looked like nothing.
“The Great Ci’en Temple may be the reason why the Tang Dynasty fell into the realm of demons.”
Shen Lian's spirit was tense, and he always felt that an accident would happen at any time. He did not dare to neglect the bone blade on his waist, and a shadow spread thousands of meters to protect his safety.
But the result was unexpected.
Climbing several mountains in a row, Shen Lian didn't notice even the slightest trace of demonic aura, except for occasionally finding a few footprints of wild beasts.
For three or four hours without stopping, the third uncle became out of breath.
The two of them came to the top of the hillside and looked in the direction of the capital, and were immediately shocked by the scene before them. The bright Buddha light illuminated the darkness, and every brick and tile of the capital appeared golden.
In the center of the capital, there is a fourteen-story pagoda. The light of Buddha emanates from the pagoda, which is refreshing and refreshing.
Shen Lian discovered that the Buddha's light was very different and not as corrosive as the Buddha's light of later generations.
When it shines, it's like bathing in the sun. Warmth flows from flesh and bones to nourish the organs, and even one's own lifespan is slowly increasing.
"As expected of a living Buddha."
The third uncle couldn't help but admired: "One person can benefit ten thousand people when he is born. However, Master Dahui is right, the light of Buddha cannot shine universally. Wherever you go, monsters and demons will inevitably arise.”
Shen Lian responded repeatedly, and then something felt wrong.
The body and soul became sluggish, and the temperature of the Buddha's light began to rise.
"Hey, thank you for your hard work, Tuwazi."
The third uncle saw Shen Lian's discomfort, with guilt in his eyes, took the Buddha statue and continued walking, Shen Lian steeled himself to follow.
Shen Lian communicated with the teleportation tree and prepared to escape into the tree hole.
After the lotus platform blocked the Buddha's light from entering his body, he was just in a trance.
Shen Lian is unwilling to let go of the truth of the matter. In any case, unless the Buddha's light damages the foundation, he will have to take a look at the capital.
For twenty or thirty minutes, he has been fighting against the Buddha's light.
Seeing the city gate getting closer and closer, Shen Lian's trance became more and more intense.
"Tuwazi? Why don't you leave? Don't scare your third uncle."
Shen Lian grabbed the handle of the bone blade and fell into a daze a hundred meters away from the city gate.
It was just a momentary loss of consciousness, but he felt like the world was spinning. Then the trance brought by the Buddha's light disappeared, and his five senses returned to normal.
"Tuwazi! Tuwazi!!"
"Tuwazi, you finally woke up! Thanks to the blessing of Bodhisattva."
"Third uncle, let's go to the capital first. , I’m fine..."
Before Shen Lian finished speaking, he froze on the spot with a stiff expression and subconsciously reached out to grab a locust tree leaf that fell above his head.
The official road is paved with gravel, and there are dense mountain forests on both sides of the road.
The sky is bright and clear.
Shen Lian returned to the starting point of the official road, with the anxious third uncle beside him.
"Are you okay, Tuwazi? Why blame me for rushing to the capital in such a hurry? Hey, you caught the wind and cold on the way. Fortunately, the Bodhisattva protected you."
The third uncle explained: "It is said that there are living Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the sky who have come to the capital to fulfill their vows, and we are going to deliver the Buddha statues to Da Ci'en Temple."
As Shen Lian looked at the Buddha statues, a chill went up his spine.
The Buddha statue has become lifelike, with a lot of complicated details on its robes, a meaningful smile on its face, and the same movements.
But there are two jade cicadas in the palm of my hand.
“Underworld!”
"The second reincarnation!!"
"The underworld is a hundred times more terrifying than I imagined."
Shen Lian found that the atmosphere in the surrounding mountains and forests was slightly gloomy, and the official road was no longer empty. One person and four scattered people were walking with their heads down.
A small number of bones were scattered in the soil, and crows were crowing on the branches.
He used the magical power of food tonic, and the auras of the four people were the same as those of the alchemists he had previously contacted.
Not surprisingly, all the alchemists who came to the depths of the underworld were experiencing reincarnation, but they were the first to take the first step and have already been reincarnated for the second time.
"Third uncle, are you going to stay at Yingke Temple next?"
"Tuwazi, how did you know?"
Shen Lian's appearance showed no flaws. , smiled and said: "I heard what you said before, I really want to meet that Great Wisdom Master."
(End of Chapter)