flstandardbreds Chapter 134 The Incense That Cannot Be Passed 1
Chapter 134 The Incense That Cannot Be Passed 1
If Li Changxiao guessed correctly.
These golden Buddha statues were also infected with strange diseases.
During these three hundred years, it slowly rotted.
"pat..."
As far as the eye can see.
A golden arm of the Buddha fell to the ground, and black and purple sewage flowed out.
"Snapped!"
Another golden statue slammed heavily to the ground.
A skinny body was revealed, crawling with maggots. And they were not ordinary maggots. There were faint golden threads on the skin of these maggots, which was quite strange.
"Rumble..."
Deep in the Eighteen Hells, no one knows what kind of incident has occurred.
Intensifies the vibration.
At this moment, the golden statues placed on the sixteenth floor began to collapse one after another.
The ground stinks.
The ground was covered with corpses.
Li Changxiao walked along, sighing in his heart, and quickened his pace.
Following the old monk's instructions, he walked to the southwest, counted down to the seventh golden Buddha statue, and then pushed open the lotus pedestal below.
A secret passage appeared before him.
Because the seventeenth and eighteenth floors have a special structure, they belong to the front and back sections of a flat floor, separated by the "Bridge of the Heart" in the middle.
The seventeenth floor houses the Mirror of His Cause, and also holds Wuqing, who suffers from a strange disease.
Therefore, the temple later decided to open a secret passage that would bypass the Mirror.
Only a Buddha-level figure could know this, and it came in handy at this moment under chance.
Li Changxiao walked quickly into the dark passage.
……
at the same time.
Outside the Buddha City.
Suddenly there was a violent earthquake.
Fortunately, most of the houses are low and made of thatch, so even if one collapses and hits someone, most people will be fine.
Outside the Sutra Repository of Lukji Temple.
A man and a woman waited quietly.
"It seems that something unexpected happened inside." Li Tianyu's eyes flashed slightly.
He looked at the collapsed Buddhist city.
An idea flashed through my mind.
Under the whole world, could it be the king's land.
Rather than letting this Buddhist city be wasted in the hands of these foolish people, it would be better to... let it fall into our own hands and make full use of it.
As he thought about it, he narrowed his eyes slightly and weighed the pros and cons.
Si Nian had a worried look on her face. She was more concerned about her master's safety than the illusory incense.
……
Seventeenth floor.
Prison of conscience.
A man and a woman are confronting each other.
The woman's long hair was flying, her eyes were full of divine light, her aura was fully open, and her body was covered with a layer of red clouds. The whisk in her right hand exuded the rhythm of the avenue, and ripples spread out.
The cold and dull face, because some restrictions were released, gained a touch of fairy spirit, making her look like a fairy in the clouds.
The man was hunched over, looked quite old, with wrinkles all over his face, and dark scriptures were flowing around him. In addition, there was a more mysterious aura lingering around him.
The woman frowned, and as soon as she entered the door, the two sides had their first confrontation.
She responded in a hurry, and the contest between the two powerful men instantly shook the Eighteen Hells.
However, what she couldn't understand was
There was no strange or mysterious sound that came into his ears.
"As expected, I knew that a remarkable cultivator had come to Buddha City. He actually took on so much responsibility and took all the strange and mysterious sounds into his body." The man spoke slowly.
He was the Wuqing mentioned by the old monk. In fact, a few days ago, he had completely left his Yinzhi Mirror and regained his freedom.
The reason why he did not leave the Buddha City and stayed on the seventeenth floor was that he was afraid of the cultivator who possessed the power of Xuanyin.
Mu Qin was stunned again when she heard this. Xuanyin was not the one she collected. She remembered the old monk who died on the fourteenth floor.
However, this is a good thing for her.
Without the interference of the strange mysterious sound, she can exert even greater strength.
"You are indeed possessed by a demon." Mu Qin looked at the man, her expression calm but fierce. "I guess you are the legendary Buddha of Incense, right?"
"That's right." Wuqing nodded. There was nothing to hide.
"My name is Mu Qin, and I have come to ask for advice on incense." Mu Qin went straight to the point. Although he was asking for advice, he looked like he was ready to fight.
Fighting is also a form of learning.
Now, the rumored Buddha has been possessed by a demon. Even if he wants to teach, Mu Qin may not want to or dare to listen. Besides, she has the twin bodies of the Great Dao, and before the word "twin", there is the word "Great Dao".
Two lives and two faces are only her most basic abilities. What makes her even more terrifying is her affinity for the Tao and her high level of understanding.
This is what she relies on to find a new path.
To see how accomplished this Buddha of Incense is in the art of incense, one can naturally see the truth behind his actions. All Mu Qin needs to do is experience it personally.
And Wuqing was not a good person either. Unlike ordinary cultivators, he had no intention of saving spiritual energy.
I saw surging spiritual energy pouring out of his body like a mountain torrent and tsunami. He laughed coldly, and a black Buddha statue condensed behind him. Mu Qin's pupils shrank, and she carefully observed the process of its formation. At the same time, she pinched her right hand, and the spiritual energy circulated along a specific route. A terrifying move was also brewing.
After several rounds of fighting, Mu Qin naturally had the upper hand. Most of Wu Qing's strength had actually been consumed by the old monk. Now he only had the cultivation level of the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, so it was difficult for him to be Mu Qin's opponent.
However, after several fights, Wuqing figured out the general situation and realized that this woman was secretly thinking about her own incense.
In addition, this woman's magic also contains the power of incense, but it is fundamentally different from her own power of incense.
"Seeking reform? Interesting, there is actually such a way of doing things." Wuqing sneered.
He looked even older than the old monk who had passed away.
In fact, no matter whether he has sufficient spiritual energy or not, he can only live for less than two hundred years at most.
Wuqing took out a mirror from his bosom and entered it. His voice came from inside, "Interesting, fellow Taoist, if you dare to enter this mirror, I will give you all my incense and enlightenment."
Mu Qin frowned, and without any hesitation, she instantly immersed herself in the mirror.
Mirror world.
Without any nonsense, the two fought again.
With the help of his Yinzhi Mirror, Wuqing's strength increased greatly. However, in terms of cultivation, Mu Qin was one major realm higher than him, and he was still no match for him.
He demonstrated a profound application of the art of incense.
He opened his mouth and exhaled, the power of the incense turned into a tiger pouncing, and then he rubbed his fingers, purifying the power of the incense into a blue flame.
Another few moves.
Wuqing was still no match for him, but Muqin gained a lot. As she already had a certain foundation of incense, she gained much more from fighting in person than from reading books.
Wuqing was not pretending to be weak on purpose. He really was no match for his opponent. After several exchanges, he almost got himself killed.
however.
Just when he was about to be defeated.
But suddenly he laughed.
He laughed out loud and pointed at Mu Qin, "I understand now. I finally understand where the power of incense in you comes from!"
"Hahaha"
He seemed to have been hit by a funny button and couldn't stop laughing.
Mu Qin's expression remained unchanged, and she was about to strike. At this moment, the smile on Wu Qing's face faded like the tide, and his face was filled with regret and mockery, "It won't work."
Mu Qin finally frowned slightly.
"Your path of worshipping incense will not work." Wuqing said again.
"If I'm not mistaken, you get these incense offerings from the people, right?"
"You may have achieved some good results now, but... you have also been killed because of this, right?"
Wu Qing said calmly.
Mu Qin's expression changed slightly, and she thought of the fortune teller, "How do you know?"
“Haha.” Wu Qing laughed, “Of course I know, because… this is cause and effect.”
As he spoke, a silver-white mirror condensed in front of him and shone towards Mu Qin.
"Take a look at yourself in the mirror. What do you look like?"
Mu Qin looked at him intently, and suddenly, the usually cold face lost some of its color.
All I saw was my own reflection in the mirror.
I don't know when, I have been entangled by countless threads of cause and effect! !
Airtight.
"You are not far from death." Wuqing's voice was like a heavy hammer.