MMB 182 looks beautiful
182 looks beautiful
The body kept falling, the wind knife hit my face fiercely, I stretched out my hand to protect Ling'er in my arms, as for Su Hang, let's shave for a while, men need to be tempered!
Fortunately, this process was not very long. Before long, the feet had already stepped on the ground.I just looked around, but I didn't find the corpse he said.On the contrary, I saw a lot of armor that I couldn't tell which era it was from.
"Are you sure it's here?" The entire ice cave is empty, and the ground and walls are like mirrors, reflecting our reflection back.
While wiping the scars on his face, Su Hang groaned, "It's here, I just saw the dead body, there must be a mirage in this ice cave."
"If you come, you will be safe!" Ling'er shrugged, squatting on the ground not knowing what he was doing, after a long time, he raised his head and said to us: "Let's go, there are still hundreds of meters below here, if I If you guessed correctly, those corpses should be below."
"Go?" I raised my eyebrows, there are ice walls everywhere, where should I go?When I was confused, my shoulders suddenly sank, and when I realized it, the body that had stabilized just now began to fall again.
The original brightness also turned into darkness in the constant decline. In the darkness, I couldn't see anything. I instinctively touched the face in front of me. There was a little bit of coldness in the smoothness. This feeling made me Feel very strange.
"Ling'er?" I said subconsciously, wanting to push my hair away to look at his face.
However, unexpectedly, that face was not Ling'er.
"Plop!" With a loud noise, that face disappeared, my feet sank, and I raised my hand to summon flames, which were reflected on this face. It was the corpse of a modern person, wrinkled together in resentment. Eyebrows, pointed nose, closed eyelids, frosted eyelashes.He was also wearing the same style of clothes as Suhang,
But what about Ling'er?I remember we came down together, didn't we
The ominousness in my heart became more and more intense. I tried to summon Ling'er through the Yin-Yang Book, but there was still no response.
Putting the corpses on the ground into the space, I took out many night pearls, which finally illuminated the place a lot.
Everything seemed peaceful, but Ling'er was gone, and so was Su Hang.
Looking around, there are only rows of corpses in the ice wall next to it. The clothes are modern and ancient, like an exhibition hall.
I suddenly heard that one of the functions of "Six Paths of Reincarnation" is to absorb the souls of those eminent monks, but the ones in front of me are obviously not even counted as cultivators, so how could they be...
"This is purification." A voice suddenly sounded in the back of my head, somewhat familiar, like Su Han's voice.I straightened up slowly, remained motionless, and said to the air, "Su Han, is that you?"
"Yes"
"Where are you?"
"Me." I don't know if he prolongs the false voice on purpose, or because of the environment here, his words are very slow, muffled. "I'm right by your side"
"By my side?" I twitched the corners of my mouth and said again: "When did you like to play these tricks, but it's really not fun at all."
I said helplessly in the air, wanting to jump up, the rich spiritual power surged in my body, but I couldn't fly, my legs seemed to be tied with sandbags, very heavy Very heavy.
"Isn't it fun?"
"But I can't help it, Anzhi, you know, I'm just a pawn"
With a sigh, purple petals floated up in the air. It was still Su Han's favorite lilac, but they didn't fall down this time, but danced back and forth in the air, as if weaving a girl's fairy tale.
I stood quietly, waiting for something unknown, my intuition told me that maybe Su Han's most important head and trunk were here.
"Chess pieces?" I murmured, letting a purple lilac rest on my finger, I blew lightly, and a large piece of petals began to scatter, rippling in the air, and dissipated again.
"Yes, chess piece. Well, Anzhi, you are here to find the picture, this little flower will take you there, but you have to remember, this is a favor you owe me! I will come to look for it You begged for it!" The laughter in my ears faded away, and the dancing purple lilacs also fell silent for an instant, condensing into a purple flower basket and landing on my head.
"Oh, by the way, don't worry, Ling'er and that Su Hang are fine. This is the first time I've seen someone with such a good fate, it's really interesting!"
How are you?This is the first time I have heard others praise a person's good life.
But I also read the yin and yang book yesterday. This man named Su Hang has broken up his father's two marriages so hard. Every time his mother's business is about to grow, she will face the threat of bankruptcy.
An invisible and gentle force is pushing me forward, step by step.
At the beginning, I was still counting how many corpses there were in the ice layer, but then I was almost numb, there were too many, and all of them still had their eyes open. I felt like a death row prisoner trapped in the arena , surrounded by people.
It's just that the onlookers are not people, but a group of corpses.
What's even more weird is that there is no woman in it, and all of them are adult men.
I'm getting more and more confused, isn't that "Six Paths of Reincarnation" a Buddhist thing?Is it still a pick?
Unlike when I came down before, the road in front of me is getting brighter and brighter.The temperature is also rising, but those ice layers are still in good condition, showing no signs of melting.
"Tick-tick-tick-tick"
I don't know where the sound came from, knocking on my heart very rhythmically.That inexplicable sense of oppression made me unable to help speeding up my pace.
"You came"
An unrecognizable male and female voice suddenly sounded, and the ice layers began to collapse instantly, and the world around me also transformed. In front of me was no longer an ice cave in the mountains, but a very dilapidated temple.The broken roads and even the eaves of the temple are full of potholes, one patch after another.
An unnamed plaque is hanging there with thanks.
That voice came from the small temple.
With a movement of my eyes, I glanced at the canvas fluttering in the wind outside the window. The scriptures on it were exactly the same as the ones I saw in Daqingshan.
I stood quietly, not in a hurry to take a step, and I recalled the story the old lama told me. It was vague, as if a thread had been connected in series.
"My lord, please come in."
The voice sounded again, and the two wooden doors creaked and slid to the two sides, so dilapidated that they might fall down at any time.
Feeling the pure Buddha power coming from the temple, I took a step forward.
Just like what you see from the outside, the inside is also so dilapidated.
In the very center of the temple is a statue of Buddha, which is covered with spider webs, covering the original golden color with a layer of white ash. On the incense table under the statue, there are several shriveled fruits, which are so dismal that one of them is still green. Half of the worm was lying on its stomach. I boldly guessed that the worm seemed to be poisoned to death?
"Is that you?"
I threw a dust collector in the past, and the dust in the room dissipated in an instant.
The Buddha statue on the platform slowly opened a pair of eyes, his body is very thin, like skin and bones. "It's me. I am Ran Deng"
"Ran Deng?" Such a familiar name. Isn't this a representative of the Western gods?
"Are you an ancient Buddha burning lamp?"
"Exactly. Goddess, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
On the golden statue, a haggard arm was slowly raised, and a golden lotus lantern rose slowly and lit up in his hand. It was a golden flame, small, but it contained a powerful righteousness.
"This is."
"But aren't you a Western god? Why are you here?" If I remember correctly, the Lantern Ancient Buddha is ranked second only to Tathagata in Xiaoxitian's ranking.
"I..." the golden flame flickered, and the eyes of the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp were a little loose. He looked into the distance leisurely, and quickly retracted it: "The jihad back then, the entire West was also affected, the sitting of the sitting, I lost my life, by chance, I escaped here, and then I found this "Six Paths of Reincarnation" and I couldn't leave it anymore."
"Can't do without?" I said differently, but it's just a picture, I can understand if ordinary people are moved, but at his level, do you still need to rely on magic weapons to practice?
"Hehe." He laughed a few times, stretched out his hand and suddenly carved a spell in the air.A golden beam of light rose up behind him, and then, what should have been a piece of golden Buddha's light flickered, and some strange patterns began to slowly appear on the wall that was originally empty.
The most amazing thing is that those patterns can still move, that small sapling grows into a big tree in an instant, and those swimming fish are also growing themselves in the constant march.
How should I put it, there is a very beautiful feeling, very lively.
"Is this the "Picture of the Six Paths of Reincarnation"?" I whispered, looking away with some reluctance, Ran Deng nodded, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.As soon as I raised my hand, those floating pictures disappeared, replaced by the gray wall, and I could even find a pile of dead spiders in the corner.
"Yes."
"Doesn't it look nice?"
"Yes."
"Hehe. But what if it's all fake?" He coughed suddenly, and two bloodstains flowed down the corners of his eyes, dripping onto the ground.
I rubbed my eyes in disbelief, the ancient Buddha left blood and tears, this is not a good sign!
"Are you saying that these pictures are fake? Since they are fake, it's fine if we don't see them."
I pretended to be calm and said, but those pictures just now could not be restrained in my mind, they were so beautiful and so attractive, how could they be fake?
"No. I don't mean the pictures. It's the sky."
Suddenly, the originally sturdy small temple collapsed, and the body of the old Buddha was also buried under the ruins. This change came so suddenly, I only had time to grab his hand holding the lotus lantern, and then, I can only hold this hand.
Because the rest are broken.
I wanted to use my spiritual power to move these gravels away, but my spiritual power was imprisoned like blood, and it couldn't flow at all.
I had to bend down and use my hands, digging here with difficulty.
I don't know when, several cuts appeared on my hand, the blood spread in the cracks of the stone, and the hard stone began to soften.Reach out and touch it, as if touching jelly.Fingers can be inserted directly into it.
I glanced at the lotus lamp that was still flickering with a faint light, and stretched out my hand to drip a few drops of my blood. Although the flame was still tiny, it seemed much more stable just now.
Did he leak the secret?I deduced it like this, and I didn't dare to stop the work in my hand, so I could only work harder than before.
"Goddess. Thank you."
Until I dug out all the parts of Ran Deng's body and put them together on the ground, until a weak voice came into my mind extremely slowly.
I sighed, and was about to input spiritual energy into it again.The hand on the ground slowly raised up, preventing me from continuing.
"Don't waste your efforts in vain. My time is almost up, but I didn't expect that I will burn the lamp and claim my fame in the world. In the end."
"After all, I still didn't suppress the magic weapon, but let him play with me."
I frowned, not knowing what he was talking about, I just felt very confused.But he twisted his body stiffly directly from the ground, exposing his back in front of me, I found out.
On that back, there is a tattoo.
There are ghosts and beasts on it, and there are strange shapes that can only be found in Shan Hai Jing.
"This"
"The "Six Paths of Reincarnation" has been stained with blood, and if you use it too much, it will erode people's consciousness. I have been sitting here for 10 years, trying to influence it by myself, but I didn't expect it to fail when it was about to achieve great success. up"
"So this thing can only be given to you, and only you can control him and will not be affected."
"I?"
"Yes, because you don't have the seven emotions and six desires, you can truly have no desires and no desires. People who have no desires will naturally not be affected by other things."
His voice became smaller and smaller, and my body became more and more stiff.