Chapter 354: The Abyss in the Twenty-seventh Year of Zhenguan
To be able to open a temple in the wilderness, the old monk must be something extraordinary. He is likely to know the situation of Daci'en Temple and even recognize Jin Chanzi.
Crack, snap, snap.
A steady drizzle fell.
Shen Lian looked up solemnly, not knowing when the clouds were gathering.
The second reincarnation is obviously no longer peaceful, and there is something weird everywhere, and I don't know what the little white dragon in the underworld is doing.
"Tuwazi, it's raining. How about we find a place to rest for the night?"
"Uncle San, I'm fine. I shouldn't be far from the capital for a long time. I can't do it early." I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night."
The third uncle smiled happily and turned around to pack his luggage.
Shen Lian glanced at the third uncle and noticed the bruises on the latter's exposed skin. It was obvious that the wounds were caused by the second reincarnation.
"Third uncle, you are injured yourself. It shouldn't be serious, right?"
"Hey, I accidentally bumped it when I was carrying the Buddha statue. After arriving in the capital, I'll wipe some of the bruise. The medicinal wine will be fine.”
Shen Lian felt chilled inexplicably, remembering every detail he saw in his second reincarnation.
These details may be related to the truth of the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan. Such a weird day may have actually happened.
When he carried the Buddha statue on his back, he could feel that the weight of the Buddha statue was the same, and the texture was like stone and jade, which was completely different from the previous rough touch.
And the smiling expression of the Buddha statue seems to be peeping at itself in the dark.
"Tuwazi, let's go."
The two of them, one behind the other, continued along the official road.
Shen Lian passed by three or two people and found that they were indeed transformed by Dragon Palace alchemists, but they had lost their most basic intelligence.
Each of them had dull faces, repeating their steps like a zombie.
“It seems that if you cannot withstand the baptism of Buddha’s light in the capital, you will become a puppet without a soul. It will not be easy to explore the secrets of the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan.”
< br>Chen Lian's heart tightened, wondering where the little white dragon, the reincarnated soul of the immortal Buddha, was hiding?
The third uncle couldn't help but mutter to himself: "When you see Master Dahui later, remember to lower your head. Master Dahui must remember that he is born with a vision. It will be bad luck for us mortals to look directly at him for a long time."
“Third uncle, what is the natural phenomenon?”
"He has... three hands, and the extra arm is like a baby."
A trace of solemnity flashed in Shen Lian's eyes. The old monk had no natural abnormalities before, indicating that the official path would become more and more dangerous.
Walking in a hurry, every passerby I encounter is strange.
Children playing football; women wiping tears while walking; scrawny scholars; old women looking for things in the grass...
After wandering for more than ten miles, they met Longxing Escort Bureau again .
"Tuwazi, that is the caravan escorted by the Longxing Escort Agency in the city. If you strengthen your body and bones, you can also join the Escort Agency and make some big money."
Shen Lian ignored his third uncle's words and concentrated on On the bodies of more than a dozen escorts.
The escorts complained to each other and occasionally looked at the two of them. What was revealed in their eyes was not kindness, but a strange scrutiny.
"The old horse that pulls goods is becoming more and more useless. The boss should replace it someday."
"Nowadays, everyone is concentrating on worshiping Buddha, and good horses are hard to find."< br>
The four old horses pulling the goods seemed to be able to understand the escort's conversation. Their calves trembled with fright, and they immediately gasped and sped up.
Shen Lian paid attention for a moment and found that the old horse's posture was slightly strange.
Not long after, we encountered a tea shop again, but there was a big pot in front of the stall. The couple not only sold tea, but also provided food.
Business has become very prosperous, but the customers are all busy drinking tea.
Every bit of it heralds invisible changes.
"Look, Tuwazi, the Yingke Temple is coming soon."
The third uncle pointed to the temple in the distance, the bruises on his joints spreading.
Shen Lian did not answer, and helped the helpless third uncle to the Yingke Temple. He saw that the temple door was ajar, and there was a faint smell of blood.
The third uncle didn’t notice at all and knocked on the door excitedly.
Dong-dong-dong.
After more than a dozen calls in a row, there was no response from the Yingke Temple. Suddenly, the noisy mountain wind blew the door open, and a strong fishy stench hit his face.
"Huh? Master Dahui!!!"
The third uncle stepped back and stared at the temple in disbelief.
Shen Lian pretended to be surprised on the surface, but in fact he had been mentally prepared for it. However, he did not expect that only the old monk's cold body was left, and his death was extremely miserable.
The corpse was lying in the corner with a look of horror on its face.
There was a gaping hole in his abdomen, twenty-four ribs were open, and his internal organs were missing.
In the first reincarnation, the old monk mentioned that the end was approaching and suspected that demons were causing trouble. As a result, he died prematurely in the second reincarnation.
"This, this, this..."
The third uncle was in a state of confusion until Shen Lian grabbed his shoulder.
"Third uncle, Master Dahui may have been killed by some gangsters. The surroundings are too dangerous now. The top priority is to rush to the capital Yamen to report to the officials."
The third uncle's face was bleeding and he quickly fled the Yingke Temple.
"That's right, let's go quickly! The bad guy must still be near Yingke Temple!"
Shen Lian took a deep look at the body. The wound didn't look like a demon attack. In fact, it looked more like a demon coming from The body burst out of the abdomen.
“That’s right.”
He asked in a deep voice: “Third uncle, how long until the Chinese New Year?”
"Ah? In fourteen days, it will be the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan."
Shen Lian's pupils shrank, and he remembered clearly that during the first reincarnation, his third uncle mentioned that fifteen days later will be the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan. Year.
It shows that going deep into reincarnation is also approaching the calamity of heaven and earth.
Shen Lian's heart was beating wildly, as if the truth was right in front of him, and he could at least understand what Jin Chanzi had experienced in the mortal world.
“Tu...Tuwazi!!”
Third uncle's nervous words suddenly interrupted Shen Lian's thoughts, "You have good eyesight. Please help third uncle take a look. What is that?" A hundred meters away, there was a similar temple.
The temple is in a dilapidated state, with the words "Yingke Temple" engraved on the plaque, and the walls have a dark red color of rust, as if stained with blood.
The blood stains spread, and footsteps came from far to near behind the door.
Shen Lian narrowed his eyes, and the shadows on the soles of his feet revealed a bit of evil spirit. The door of Yingke Temple opened a gap, and his eyes came close to the gap.
"Third uncle, let's get to the capital as soon as possible."
Shen Lian is unclear about the reality deep in the underworld and doesn't want to take action rashly.
He suspected that all his actions were in vain, and reincarnation would continue. Even if he dealt with the demons in the temple, he would still be resurrected in the next reincarnation.
The killing intent flashed through Shen Lian's eyes.
Of course, if this monster insists on getting into trouble.
He doesn't mind adding a demon corpse as a resource.
The gate of Yingke Temple is closed, and only the sound of knocking wooden fish echoes.
The ensuing official road was uneventful. Although strange things could be seen everywhere, it did not explode and the surface remained calm.
"It may also be a sign that on the fourteenth day before the calamity of heaven and earth, there will be countless demons disguised as mortals in the Tang Dynasty."
The more the two of them walked to the east, the darker the sky became. Bright.
"Haha."
Shen Lian pushed away the branches and leaves that covered his eyes. It was still twenty or thirty miles away, and the bright Buddha light from the capital was already shining on the official road.
The bright Buddha light makes the skyline look like daytime, and hundreds of thousands of people in the city are chanting sutras. The third uncle's eyes were filled with confusion, and he murmured to himself: "It deserves to be Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty, and it deserves to be the Buddhist kingdom on earth. It is truly magnificent."
He ignored Shen Lian and said to himself Take care of yourself.
Shen Lian resisted the Buddha's light, and his Manas consciousness discerned that the Buddha's light was no longer single, but as many as four strands of Buddha's light intertwined.
"There are more than just golden cicadas in the city."
Shen Lian's flesh and blood sizzled, and the Buddha's light was extremely corrosive.
Even if it was expected, the lotus platform protects the three Dantian, and the ghost gourd pours medicinal wine continuously. Relying on the greatly increased medicinal properties of the promotion to the middle vehicle, it barely reaches a balance.
Shen Lian raised his eyes again and saw that his third uncle was no longer there.
He also climbed several hills in succession and came to the official road in front of the city gate. He was surrounded by passers-by who were stumbling. He didn't need to use his magical powers to guess that the passers-by were all Dragon Palace alchemists.
Dozens of people are no different from loaches struggling ashore, their consciousness has been lost.
But there are no three old dragons inside.
Either they broke through the Buddha's light and entered the capital, or they have fallen into the third reincarnation.
"No, if you hold on forcibly, you will make the same mistake again soon. It is only right to regain your strength first and find a way to adapt the physical body to the light of the Buddha."
Shen Lian paused slightly, placed the Buddha statue behind him on the ground, drank a few sips of medicinal wine that blessed the five senses, and listened to the discussions in the city.
“Amitabha, there is a Buddha appearing in Daci’en Temple.”
“I didn’t expect that four living Buddhas from the sky would come to the mortal world. With them fulfilling their wishes, wouldn’t everyone like us mortals be able to live forever? Immortal?”
“I heard that Zhang Yuanwai’s youngest son became a disciple of the Golden Arhat?”
“Yes, I saw him yesterday, and he no longer looked like a mortal.”
………
“After reincarnation, Jin Chanzi is no longer the only Buddha in Daci’en Temple. The second reincarnation is the four Buddhas, what about the third time?”
“It can’t be , Buddhas all over the sky gathered at Da Ci’en Temple, right?”
Shen Lian was confused and didn’t understand which reincarnation was a repeat of thousands of years ago.
“Who?”
Shen Lian raised his eyebrows and found a figure twitching at the gate of the city.
This person was transformed by a magician from the Dragon Palace, but his soul had already dispersed, but another spirit forcefully seized his body from the Niwan Palace and revived him.
"Huhuhu."
He gasped for air as if he were drowning, and backed away with a fearful expression.
Shen Lian recognized at a glance that the other party was the Dragon King of the South China Sea. The latter had done some secret work in the alchemist's body and would not hesitate to destroy his own body in order to seize his body.
The Dragon King of South China Sea knelt and crawled a few steps away from the city gate, crying crazily.
“It’s all a scam! Everything about ascending to hell is a scam!!”
“A million little white dragons are trapped in a fake town, hahaha, so what if they become immortals and Buddhas by themselves? , It’s not a dead end!”
As he spoke, the flesh and blood of the Dragon King of the South China Sea began to rot little by little.
"I don't want to die. Please let me go back to the Dragon Palace. From now on, I will never dare to touch the underworld again and stay in the Dragon Palace to wait for death!"
The Dragon King of the South China Sea had a weak voice, and fragments of organs protruded from his mouth.
He took out the dragon tendon lock, but before he could take a breath, the dragon tendon lock had turned into pus. The despair on his expression was ready to come out, and he cursed again and again.
Poof.
The Dragon King of the South China Sea fell to the ground, and his soul began to collapse.
When Shen Lian saw this, his mind moved, and the ghost took the remnant soul of the Dragon King of the South China Sea into his middle dantian.
The Dragon King of the South Sea had only his aura left, and after being nourished by the medicinal wine, he returned to the light. As soon as he woke up, he saw the tenth grade flesh and blood lotus platform in front of him.
His face was full of astonishment. He had the impression that only the Taoist Buddha owned the ten-grade lotus platform.
Soon.
The martial arts golden body emerged in the center of the lotus platform, exuding the aura of the Dragon King of the North Sea because of maintaining the Zifu quenching method.
"You..."
What is unclear about the Dragon King of the South Sea is that the other party is not the Dragon King of the North Sea at all.
80% of it is a powerful person who disguised himself as the Dragon King of the North Sea and infiltrated into the depths of the underworld. No wonder only ten thousand warriors are left in the Dragon Palace.
"Immortal, save me! I can serve you forever!!"
The Dragon King of the South China Sea prayed humbly, but Shen Lian remained unmoved.
He realized that Shen Lian wanted to get information about Huang Quan, and said quickly: "Immortal above, all the little white dragons are imprisoned in the capital, experiencing the painful torture of reincarnation!"
"Didn't you say the underworld?"
"It... is the underworld. Continuing to go deeper into reincarnation, this place is completely a hell on earth."
The remaining soul of the Dragon King of the South China Sea trembled uncontrollably and turned into a red streak. White and white koi, "The demons are everywhere in the third reincarnation, and all the little white dragons in the fourth reincarnation have gone crazy!" , they can survive in this world!"
Shen Lian was silent, and the Dragon King of Nanhai said anxiously: "Immortal, leave Huangquan immediately! We are destined to be unable to set foot in the Great Ci'en Temple!"
"Token."
Shen Lian circulated his remaining soul and printed the scenes from the outside world on his middle Dantian.
The Dragon King of the South China Sea stared at the golden cicada Buddha statue sitting cross-legged with a smile on his face.
"Immortal, it is a token."
Shen Lian smiled helplessly, and in the Dragon Palace, he faintly noticed that Xiao Bailong's original approval was actually reflected in a strange Buddha statue.
"Immortal, are you also...a little white dragon?"
The Dragon King of the South China Sea swallowed his saliva. The little white dragon that can accompany the ten-grade lotus platform cannot be the Tathagata Buddha on the top of the Western Spirit Mountain in the previous life, right?
Shen Lian has roughly understood that with the teleportation tree as a trump card, it is indeed necessary to visit the Daci'en Temple and meet Jin Chanzi.
Even this recollection is most likely false.
"Immortal, I have left a fish egg in the heart of this body. Please help me take out the fish egg, so that the villain can take the fish egg and resurrect."
"Oh?"
"Immortal, if I help you to worship at Daci'en Temple, you will be more confident."
The Dragon King of the South China Sea said flatteringly, and the bone blade took the initiative to dig out the fish. Bring eggs.
Shen Lian played with the fish eggs, which did not contain a trace of dragon blood. They were purely prepared by the Dragon King of the South China Sea to get rid of the restrictions of the Dragon Palace.
“Yes, yes, that’s it!”
"Sorry, this thing is exactly what I want."
"Immortal..."
Before the Dragon King of the South China Sea finished speaking, the lotus platform had already swallowed up the remaining soul.
Shen Lian threw the fish eggs into the ghost gourd. Soon the stone eggs melted into the fish eggs, and in a moment they hatched into a koi the size of a finger.
Unsurprisingly, the growth direction of Shi Pei's new demon form should be the inspiration king.
"The Buddha statue is an admission ticket, but if you want to use the admission ticket, it is not enough yet."
Shen Lian voluntarily gave up resisting the Buddha's light, and the world was spinning again.
When his senses recovered, he came to the bottom of the locust tree for the third time. The leaves fell on top of his head and the drizzle started to pour.
Shen Lian looked around and saw a new grave where his third uncle should have been.
[Yu San’s tomb, left by his nephew Yu Tuwa]
The Buddha statue was discarded on the roadside, almost exactly like a living person. There was a little blood on the corner of the smiling mouth, which seemed to come from the dead Yu San.
"The third reincarnation is even more crazy."
"The third uncle died because of transporting the golden cicada Buddha statue."
"It seems that we have to fight a bloody way."
(End of this chapter)