Chapter 219 River Styx, Blood Buddha
The darkness faded away, and what caught Fu Qingzhou’s eyes was a vast river reaching the sky.
This river... is very big.
It seems to be splashing from the distant sky, rolling like a sea, boundless, and the color of the water is dark and yellow, which is daunting.
Fu Qingzhou's consciousness was floating in the air, like a small fluorescent light, looking down at the surging river.
"Is this you?"
He was a little shocked: "Your soul?"
"Surprised?" The smoker's voice floated from the river below: "I was also a Xuanxing Dafa when I was alive. Is that okay? Everyone should call him a venerable person wherever he goes!"
Fu Qingzhou thought slightly: "Where is Yuanwu?"
"Look behind you."
Fu Qingzhou moved his eyes away.
Behind was still the surging river, but in the middle of the river, a giant bloody Buddha appeared.
At first glance, the giant Buddha looks extremely strange. There is no face on the head, but the body is covered with human faces. There are countless people roaring and wailing under the cassocks trying to struggle out... It is different from the previous "Purgatory" "In comparison, this Blood Buddha's body seems to be the real hell.
At this time, the waves in the river kept hitting the Blood Buddha, trying to submerge it, but the Blood Buddha remained motionless. There was a layer of invisible energy around him that resisted the river, constantly shaking it. open.
“This is the soul of Yuanwu.”
He sneered: "Looking at him like this, how many people's blood and souls have he swallowed?"
"Evil skills, that's what they are." Smoker said helplessly: "But here's the trouble. Well, although this guy is very evil, he has a strong sense of Buddhism in his body, and he is quite restrained from the Nine Yins of the Styx..."
Fu Qingzhou smiled and said: "You are not a powerful Xuanxing power. Is it difficult for him to be in the cave? "
"Can you be more reasonable?"
Yan Gui collapsed: "I was a Xuanxing before I was alive! You're such a poor kid who can control life and death! It's so awesome that I can still have so much strength! All the guys who were my contemporaries are dead!"
"What's more, the Nine Turns of the Styx that I practice is about life, death and ghosts. The most annoying thing is the Buddhist stuff about the other side and reincarnation. It's really hard to swallow him..."
< br>Fu Qingzhou clicked his tongue and said: "Then you have ambitions. Just choose the most difficult one."
"What can we do?" Yan Gui was helpless: "You have killed all the other monks. Ah!"
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "Don't you want me to help you?"
"This..."
The smoker hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "Let's forget it. You're not cheating on me, I'm already burning incense."
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "You really don't need it?"
" No, I can't talk nonsense with you..."
The smoker said irritably: "I can't take this long, just watch from the side... Now there is no need to maintain the illusion, I will use my last strength to rush A handful!"
It screamed strangely, and the Xuanhuang River below suddenly roared up. The waves were several times bigger than before, roaring towards the Blood Buddha!
The Blood Buddha seemed to be sensing it, and the countless human faces under the cassocks also made the same haunting howling sounds. They struggled more fiercely, as if they were trying to break free from the constraints of the Blood Buddha, and they seemed to be working together to resist the impact of the Styx.
Fu Qingzhou observed carefully.
He could see that the Blood Buddha could no longer hold on for long.
The Styx River has actually wetted the Buddha's body long ago. The Buddha's body has been corroded by the Styx water and has numerous large and small plaques, especially the lower part submerged in the river water. It has long been completely different from the Styx River. One color.
It’s just that it is still struggling to support... Even if it is facing a terrifying mountain of waves, it still stands still and has never seen the tendency of falling over. But as time goes by, it will sooner or later be swallowed up by the water of the Styx. Completely transformed.
"Time...I wonder if it was the smoker who couldn't hold it in first, or Yuan Wu who couldn't hold it in first?"
Fu Qingzhou made up his mind.
Yuanwu must die. But if the smoker really takes away this guy's body, what happens next will be extremely troublesome.
The reason why I agreed to the smoker to come here was because I planned to do something.
It's one thing to threaten it before, but if you really return to the physical body and reality, whether you can defeat Yan Gui and Yuan Wu... is still two questions.
As the saying goes, you should not chase the enemy when you are poor, whether it is a smoker or an enlightened person. After being forced into an endless desperate situation, you can rely on yourself and Hua Wuying, Wu Changfeng, Qiu Chan, and Tang Jiao. A few rookies... What if they want to join forces temporarily?
Instead of doing this, it is better to go deep into this situation and see if you can survive.
He swirled gently in the sky and circled around the Blood Buddha.
The River Styx has launched its final impact under the control of Yan Gui. The waves are endless, rushing against the Blood Buddha, leaving more and more traces of corrosion on the Blood Buddha.
The human faces on the Blood Buddha also howled extremely miserably. They were not just human faces anymore, but gradually took on the shape of five fingers, and even the upper body was gradually revealed.
Looking at the struggling ghost figures, Fu Qingzhou suddenly had a thought in his mind and gradually came closer.
The powerful aura of the Blood Buddha made his consciousness flicker slightly, like candles in the wind, but he also faintly noticed something.
“You really don’t need my help?”
He smiled and said, “I seem to have a solution.”
The smoker didn't respond. He was probably dealing with Yuan Wu wholeheartedly and couldn't even think of talking back.
Fu Qingzhou laughed.
He is not talking nonsense, he really has a solution.
While looking at the Blood Buddha, he sensed a familiar aura, the same feeling he had when Dharma Fate used magic to pull him into the battlefield and faced countless corpses of refugees.
Desolation, desolation, loneliness, brutality, and decay.
This is a very terrifying aura. Even if people with similar realms collide with each other, there is no guarantee that they will not fall into it and live or die.
But... Fu Qingzhou is different.
He was pregnant with grief.
Although he does not agree with the extreme ideas represented by Qi Ranjue, he has to admit that this thing is very hypocritical.
When he sensed the breath of the Blood Buddha, he also faintly sensed a sense of sadness coming from himself.
After being freed from the illusion, the smoker was dealing with Engo with all his strength... With his mind and spirit in harmony, it was not difficult to control his physical body to a certain extent.
At this time, the Blood Buddha and the Styx are barely maintaining a balance. The two sides are at a stalemate, both waiting for the moment when the other party collapses from exhaustion. This also means... even for a little shrimp with a low cultivation level like himself. , can do something too!
As Fu Qingzhou's thoughts moved, his consciousness suddenly hit the Blood Buddha!
In an instant, two intertwined voices sounded in his ears at the same time.
“Damn it, Mr. Fu, what the hell are you doing!”
"You...are looking for death!"
Amidst the exclamations of Yan Gui and Yuan Wu, Fu Qingzhou's consciousness suddenly penetrated into the body of the Blood Buddha.
As soon as you enter the place, you are greeted by countless ghost figures!
Between the rolling blood, there are countless beings whose human skin has been peeled off. There are no eyeballs in their pupils and no teeth in their mouths. Each one of them looks like a bloody gourd.
They let out sharp and terrifying cries, stretched out their bloody hands, and struggled and swung meaninglessly, like the reeds in the wind beside Dongxuan Lake.
Seeing this scene, Fu Qingzhou's consciousness trembled slightly.
A feeling of compassion and sadness started from him and gradually spread outward.
"Alas..."
He sighed: "Let me help you... be relieved."
(End of this chapter)