Chapter 369 Welcome to the Distorted World
“Whirlpool?”
“Why a whirlpool?”
Shen Lian is confused, always feeling that after hundreds of years of seclusion and sleeping, the situation has changed Out of control, such a method is not like the old Buddha with yellow eyebrows.
He secretly contacted Mrs. Bones, but there was no response.
"Ba Ye."
"Huh?"
"Please go to the caves connected by the teleport tree to see what the current situation is."
Ba Ge gave a disdainful glance , then spread their wings and got into the roots emerging from Shen Lian's palm. Because both of them were promoted to Earth Immortals, they could communicate easily even if they were far apart.
Not long after, Shen Lian received news from Bago.
Not only Madam White Bone, but even Ghost Father and other monsters have also disappeared. There are no alchemists in each cave, but there are twenty or thirty warriors from the Nine Realms of Heavenly Palace in Bibo Pond in retreat.
"The trouble is big. Most of the Nine Realm warriors have also been infected with the whirlpool."
No one in Shituoling was spared. Li Zhi and many alchemists were not in the cave. According to the traces left, no one was left in the cave. As if in danger.
Shen Lian's expression was solemn, and the soul that had left his body passed through the bodies of each mortal.
He stared at the vortexes of different shapes. It seemed that each person's vortex was slightly different, but he could not find any pattern yet.
Suddenly, an inexplicable nausea surged into Shen Lian's heart. It was a static vortex, but it began to rotate counterclockwise.
Shen Lian's physical body, which was hundreds of miles apart, was actually affected, and the martial arts scriptures moved unexpectedly.
“Damn it.”
The words hidden among the flesh and bones were twisted and seemed to be moving towards the direction of the vortex, making Shen Lian shudder.
How to say it.
The vortex is like a highly contagious disease that you cannot escape just by looking at it.
“Return!”
Shen Lian’s soul instantly separated from the mortal body and returned to the physical body in just two or three breaths.
The discomfort caused by the whirlpool disappeared, as if nothing had happened, and the body and soul were still at their peak just after breaking through the Earth Immortal.
Shen Lian opened his eyes and walked quickly towards Hong Changli who was beside him.
But in any realm where people circulate, even caves are not immune to the disaster, and most of the Ryugu warriors have been contaminated by the whirlpool.
"Hong Changli, bring all the Dragon Palace warriors..."
"The disciple is here."
Hong Changli stood upright respectfully, but Shen Lian stopped in place after taking a few steps. land.
Shen Lian frowned slightly, and there was a bit of shock in his eyes. Just now, something strange happened in Niwan Palace without any warning.
There are strokes similar to scriptures, which outline the vortex bit by bit.
That’s right.
A new vortex was born in his Niwan Palace.
Shen Liandao's heart was out of balance, and his nails subconsciously scratched the surface of his skin.
He lowered his head and saw that the wound was also an irregular arc. He felt extremely sick and uncomfortable, and his soul almost collapsed.
"Immortal!"
Hong Changli was about to step forward, but Shen Lian stretched out his hand to stop him.
Immediately afterwards, the dazzling Buddha's light bloomed from Shen Lian's body, and the lotus flowers bloomed, and the halo behind him turned into a bodhi tree.
Hong Changli’s pupils shrank, and the other warriors couldn’t help but kneel to the ground.
They only felt that Shen Lian had become extremely sacred, as if the Buddha was alive. Some people burst into tears and were willing to die for Shen Lian immediately.
Shen Lian groaned and activated his Buddhist wisdom for the first time since ending the retreat.
After the bones of the Seven Treasures Buddha were reborn, they have been promoted to the [Prajna Buddha Body]. You can vaguely see scriptures emerging on the surface of the bones.
The Prajna Buddha body did not allow the vortex in the Niwan Palace to completely take shape.
However, Shen Lian realized that the Prajna Buddha body only treated the symptoms but not the root cause. The vortex was more difficult to deal with than imagined. Who knows whether it originated from the Yellow-browed Old Buddha.
Knowing that he could no longer hesitate, Shen Lian secretly called up the career panel.
[Whether to consume 1216 points to advance to martial arts: Vajra Indestructible Body (Dacheng)]
"Confirm."
Kakaka.
The sound of bones colliding was endless. After all, the indestructible body was Brother Monkey’s skill. The noise made during the promotion was extremely exaggerated.
Shen Lian endured the severe pain and felt his body and soul suppressing the whirlpool.
The next moment.
Bang.
Shen Lian exploded into minced meat. Not only the flesh and bones of his body and soul, but also the three souls and seven souls that made up the soul were scattered in all directions.
All the warriors were stunned, and the Beihai Dragon Palace fell into deathly silence.
Just when the indestructible Vajra body was completed, the scattered body and soul fragments were hanging in the air, and then gathered in one place for no reason.
In a moment, Shen Lian's complete body and soul were pieced together again.
Shen Lian's expression returned to calm. The characteristic of the indestructible body is that every time he is promoted, his physical body will undergo reshaping.
However, the previous breakthroughs were not so thorough.
“The physical body has increased by 30%, which is much worse than expected.”
“Fortunately, the vortex in Niwan Palace no longer poses a threat, but I am not sure whether the vortex will be in the future. It continues to get worse.”
Shen Lian carefully looked at his body and soul and found that an insignificant part of his understanding of martial arts had been erased.
He glanced at the career panel and realized that the whirlpool was far from being explained by the curse.
[Zhen Sutra: Martial Arts (Mahayana 4.34%)]
First of all, the experience progress of the Martial Arts Sutra has been reduced by one percent. You must know that the experience of the Mahayana Sutra is higher than that of seventh-level professions. It’s hard to accumulate.
At the same time, there are two more lines of garbled characters on the career panel.
[True Sutra:** (Theravada 0.36%)]
Obviously, the unknown sutra was brought by the whirlpool. As Theravada Buddhism, it can suppress the martial arts sutra. Its origin is not simple.
It is very possible that the vortex involves the calamity of heaven and earth.
Shen Lian stared at Niwan Palace, trying to activate the unknown scripture to no avail.
The vortex is like a bit of dirt on white paper, extremely weird.
The only good thing is that by communicating with the unknown scriptures, we can at least confirm that the source of the vortex is deep in the ruins of Heaven.
He was a little unbelievable. What happened during the hundred years of sleeping and seclusion?
"Eighty percent of it was caused by Xiaoleiyin Temple. Except for the old Buddha with yellow eyebrows, it is difficult for anyone to cause such appalling harm."
Shen Lian was confused and a mortal who lacked a heavenly soul. There is almost no difference.
It stands to reason that the Heavenly Soul is the most important of the three souls and seven souls. If the Heavenly Soul is damaged, it can be reduced to a walking corpse in the slightest, or the soul can be scattered in the worst case.
Shen Lian thought for a long time and looked at Hong Changli.
"Hong Changli."
"The disciple is here."
"My retreat has ended, and it's almost time to leave. Although I will occasionally pay attention to Beihai Dragon Palace, I'm afraid. I rarely come."
Shen Lian patted Hong Changli on the shoulder, "I will leave the Beihai Dragon Palace to you."
Hong Changli said: "Immortal, my disciple is about to expire, and the huge Beihai Dragon Palace may be weak-minded."
"It doesn't matter."
Shen Lian took out the ghost gourd and shook it, and a drop of medicinal wine fell on Hong Changli In the mouth.
Hong Changli couldn't hide his surprise, and then his hair and beard were stained with ink black, and the ridges on his face disappeared, transforming from an old man into a middle-aged man.
“Thank you, Immortal, for your blessing!!!”
Shen Lian nodded, and his soul communicated with the teleportation tree.
The roots burst out from the palm of the hand and wrapped around the body in an instant.
By the time Hong Changli raised his head, Shen Lian had disappeared.
Shen Lian did not go to reality, regardless of the fact that the vortex was most likely related to the Yellow-browed Old Buddha, whose strength had obviously become more terrifying.
The mortal sun has been reduced to the incarnation of the yellow-browed old Buddha, and it is thankless to deal with it. Shen Lian simply pointed at the ruins of Heaven.
No matter what, at least find out the reality of Xiaoleiyin Temple first.
Dad Ghost and other demons are probably also trapped in the ruins of Heaven.
As soon as Shen Lian entered the ruins of the Heavenly Palace with the help of the teleportation tree, he felt very subtle, and had the illusion of stepping into the depths of the underworld for the first time and recalling it.
No.
It's not an illusion.
………
The gray clouds seemed to be about to collapse, and dense mountain forests shrouded the tops of the mountains.
There is a temple located in the forest. The old houses are mottled by the erosion of time, and moss is climbing wantonly on the walls and eaves.
Compared with the vibrant surrounding environment, it seems out of place.
More than a dozen monks gathered in the open space at the entrance of the village.
Because it was getting late, I could not clearly see their appearance. I could only tell that they were wearing ragged clothes and their speaking tone was extremely distorted.
The moonlight broke through the clouds, and they were faintly seen surrounding a clay Buddha statue.
“It does not originate from self, from others, from the combination of self and others, from self-born, from time to time, from nature, or from without cause. This is an external cause...”
They are praying, clearly It is a Buddhist scripture that prays for a good harvest, but because of the distortion of the tone, it is a bit strange.
"It's coming, it's coming!!"
"It's a gift from the Buddha!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the wind surged in the mountains, and a huge shadow flashed past the clouds.
If you look carefully, you can find that the giant shadow in the cloud seems to be a big hand, a thousand meters long, with extremely twisted joints.
Crack, snap, snap.
There was the sound of sporadic heavy objects falling from the clouds.
Seeing this, the monks grabbed the ground with their heads and shouted, "Collect food!" ! !
The next moment, twenty or thirty corpses fell from the sky and landed directly around the Buddha statue. For a while, their heads were bleeding, and the fishy smell was pungent.
Not all of the corpses were dead. Occasionally, two or three of them had their hands and feet twitching slightly.
Shen Lian opened his eyes in the pile of corpses. He did not expect to enter the ruins of the heaven in this way, and immediately felt that it was difficult for his body and soul to function.
Just like in the depths of Huangquan, the current strength is only 40 to 50% of its peak.
“Yeah.”
Shen Lian received a reminder from Longyu Pao, and the latter noticed Xiao Xitian’s aura.
The Yellow-browed Old Buddha has made the same mistake again. The current rules of the Tianting ruins are likely to be similar to those in the depths of the underworld, consisting of layers of reincarnations.
“The ruins of Tianting have been turned into a giant memory, which can also be called a cave.”
Shen Lian suspected that the old Buddha with yellow eyebrows had some encounters at the Tianting ruins, and the whirlpool should be the product of the calamity when heaven and earth were measured.
"Close your eyes! Close your eyes!!"
"Yes?"
When Shen Lian heard someone speaking not far away, he couldn't help but turn his head and look.
I saw a man also hiding in the pile of corpses. He was in the eighth realm of the Fugue. Due to falling from a high place, all his limbs and bones were broken.
This person seems to be from the eight tribes of the ghost city, and he came to the ruins of Tianting with a purpose.
"The breath has calmed down. Next, they will place us in front of the Buddha statue to worship for seven days. Within seven days, we will understand Xiao Xitian's wisdom root!"
Xiao Xitian is indeed Huang Mei Lao Buddha.
The monks gathered around him one after another, and the man's vital signs gradually converged, pretending to be dead and motionless.
It was only at this moment that Shen Lian saw the monk's appearance clearly, and couldn't help but feel his heart tremble. The vortex in Niwan Palace almost lost control again.
The monks who came into view were all distorted.
Not only are the bones all over the body bent sideways clockwise, the positions of the facial features are also distorted, and the pupils are even showing strange and inexplicable whirlpools.
As they walked, their whole bodies seemed to be spinning.
When the leading old abbot saw the pile of corpses, he said happily: "Buddha bless you, this blessing is definitely enough for us to practice Zhuang Dharma."
Martial arts?
Shen Lian raised his eyebrows, with a hint of absurdity in his eyes.
Not to mention the traces of martial arts training on the monks, they are not even normal people. It seems that a gust of wind can make them fall to death.
The old abbot clasped his hands together and signaled others to carry the body.
"The food will be distributed after seven days of salvation."
He looked around, licked his lips and added: "I was about to gather the relics, so this time I shamelessly asked for eight people's food. ”
"When Lao Na attains the position of Jialan, we will get more responses from the Buddha."
The monks were a little dissatisfied, but they still nodded in agreement: "That's right. Abbot Ming Ran, you are superb in Zhuan Dharma and Qi. With strong blood, it’s only a matter of time before you achieve the position of Jialan.”
Shen Lian didn’t understand what they were talking about.
Exquisite pile technique? Strong blood?
Aren’t they just a bunch of old, weak, sick and disabled people, what kind of Buddhism are they practicing?
The monk noticed Shen Lian getting up and shouted in surprise: "Abbot Mingran! There is a man who is still alive and his injuries are minor. He can be sacrificed to the Great Evil Buddha!!!"
"Okay, okay. "
Abbot Lingran said quickly: "Quickly surrender him! Don't let him escape into the forest!"
All the monks stepped forward in unison, raising their arms in unison. Blood spreads out, mixed with almost invisible strength.
Shen Lian stood still with a strange expression.
Just looking at the surface, the monk is not even a martial arts disciple in the Fourth Realm of Foundation Establishment. At best, he is just a child who has been exposed to martial arts for a day or two.
Shen Lian was very familiar with the postures they used to perform their attacks
"Is this the introductory attack of Thousand Arms Fist, Arhat Fist?"
Mana consciousness started to throb.
This is not a warning, but the Manas consciousness is reminding myself that those twisted monks are not simple, and the ruins of the heaven are not simple either.
Bang bang bang...
As the monks pressed their palms down, there was an unprovoked sound of breaking through the air.
As if they really mastered Arhat Fist.
Shen Lian lowered his head and saw a shallow palm print on the sole of his foot. The edge of the dragon fish robe was affected, and one corner of the robe was rolled into a whirlpool.
Then invisible Arhat fists came towards me.
Smoke and dust filled the air.
The man who warned him before quietly narrowed his eyes and continued to pretend to be dead when he saw this situation.
"Unfortunately, I'm afraid I don't know the rules of Xiao Xitian when I first arrived. Each of these monks who believe in Xiao Xitian is more difficult to deal with."
The man had just thought about it, but he noticed the heavy lifting in the smoke. The figure is still upright.
“Impossible, his flesh and bones should be twisted to death!”
The smoke dispersed.
Shen Lian's face was cloudy and uncertain, and a swirling scripture appeared between his eyebrows.
Things in his eyes were completely different.
The monk was distorted clockwise, and the vortex scriptures caused the vision to be distorted counterclockwise. After canceling each other out, the deformed appearance became normal.
And from the perspective of the vortex, the monks each have strong vitality and blood, a faint light is exposed all over their bodies, and their facial features are solemn.
Their aura is that of martial arts, and their realm is around the Eighth Realm of Immortality.
Shen Lian mobilized the martial arts scriptures and saw at a glance that the martial arts realm of the monks was false, and Arhat Quan was not even an introduction.
It’s like he’s pretending, but it turns out he’s pretending to be real.
“Turning truth and falsehood!!!”
The strength of real warriors is greatly reduced, and fake warriors perform martial arts out of thin air.
In this twisted little Western world, even the concept of truth and falsehood has been distorted.
(End of this chapter)