The old Taoist and the uncle were stunned at first, then surprised, and finally looked at the pale white transparent flame, and the man holding the sword frowned and said: "He is too reckless, this place is not something he can pass now."
The old Taoist shook his head and said: "It's not necessarily true. Who can decide whether it is good or bad when we encounter it? Good luck and bad luck depend on each other."
The man holding the sword sighed, and said: "But the thing in his body is not suitable to go there, and there are many dangers."
"But don't forget, he still has the image of Yama of the Ten Palaces on his body." The old Taoist said with a wry smile and said, "This little bastard is really worrying."
The man holding the sword got up, looked at the old man and said, "You come, or should I come?"
The old Taoist snorted, turned his head and said: "You have stood up, and you still ask me? You are too protective of the calf, you should give him some hardships."
The man holding the sword said lightly: "The tribulation can only be endured on the premise of saving his life. If he can't come back, what's the point?"
After the man holding the sword finished speaking, he took the rusted iron sword and floated into the Taoist courtyard. Under the old locust tree in the middle of the courtyard, he suddenly swung half of the iron sword out of thin air. The branches and leaves of the tree trembled for a while, and then a dark gap appeared in the air in front of the tree, and a chilly breath rushed out instantly, and the man holding the sword stepped in with the iron sword.
At this time, the soul lamp representing him in the Sanqing Hall first went out suddenly and then re-ignited abruptly, and the flame also changed from blue to the same pale white transparent flame as Xiang Que's.
The old Taoist said lazily: "You went there, you have more face than me"
Xiang Que and Cao Qingdao looked at their surroundings blankly.
Surrounding them is a sea, the sea is very quiet, calm, without a wave, the water surface is lifeless, as if there is no sign of life in the sea.
The two of them were suspended in the vortex behind them, and they were dragged without falling into the sea. The sea was endless, with no end or edge in sight. There was a dead air everywhere, the sky was also gray, and the clouds were very heavy. Low, as if the sea and the sky meet.
"Brother, this scene looks familiar. I feel like I've heard it before?" Cao Qingdao was stunned. The two of them arrived here after being sucked in by the whirling vortex in the underground garage.
"You forgot your Maoshan secret book so quickly?" Xiang Que said in disbelief, "Don't you think this is the sea of ??suffering you just mentioned? I was also confused, why did I come here?" Woolen cloth?"
The place where the two were located was above the sea of ??suffering in the underworld. Their claws were a little numb. Looking to the side, they could see the endless sea of ??suffering.
Cao Qingdao took out a lighter from his body, and threw it into the sea casually. After the lighter fell into the sea, there was no splash at all, and it sank to the bottom without a trace.
The two of them chug for a while, what if a person falls, can't even a bubble come out?
This is the little white dragon in the waves, and there is nothing wrong with it!
After more than half an hour, Cao Qingdao said helplessly: "The only thing that can make people feel at ease is that we seem to be unable to fall."
"Well, the point is we'll starve to death"
"I would have known that I would carry a few more bones"
After another hour, the two of them were completely dead. It was as if they were the only two of them in the whole world. They were alone and had nothing. During this period, they tried to return to the vortex and wanted to be sucked back to the ground. The garage, but the two of them were repelled this time, unable to enter the vortex at all.
"I seem to be hallucinating. Is it because I'm hungry?" A few hours later, Cao Qingdao blinked his small eyes and looked at the sea in the distance and said, "Do you see if there is a boat floating over here?" "
Xiang Que licked his chapped lips, and after looking around for a while, he suddenly stood up and shouted into the distance. After Cao Qingdao said something rude, he shook his hands and was almost hoarse.
It was a dark, mastless boat, three or four meters long and one meter wide. There was nothing on board, and it floated along with the waveless sea current.
"Going up?" Cao Qingdao asked blankly: "I think it's more reliable to touch something with your feet. It's too worrying to be floating in this sea."
Xiang Que and Cao Qingdao jumped onto the boat. After the two of them landed on the boat, the boat started to float out without any wind. The two of them lay comfortably on the boat and squinted their eyes. Their legs were so tired that they couldn't get together after standing for several hours. Closed.
I don't know how long they have been floating, the two of them suddenly sat up from the boat, and they seemed to see a line not far ahead, which seemed to be the horizon.
The boat has finally docked. It is more reassuring to step on the land than to float on the sea. Although the land is still endlessly desolate, there is no life breath, only dead branches and sand and stones on the ground, and what is still diffuse The chilly air around.
"If you can't go back, let's not think about it for now, and I'm worried what if I starve to death?" Cao Qingdao said, "I can't accept this way of death, and I will be struck to death by a thunderbolt from the founder of Maoshan." "
Xiang Que snorted, and said, "Don't you feel that most of the day has passed, and we don't seem to feel hungry?"
A few hours have passed since morning, at least it was noon, but the two of them didn't feel any discomfort except for the soreness of their legs. If it weren't for the cold air permeating the sky and the earth, they would feel like they were in the desert. Pretty much the same.
The two of them stopped and walked, moving their sore legs in the same direction. There seemed to be no difference between night and day here, because after they walked for an unknown how long, the sky was still groggy and unchanged.
I don't know when the time came, Xiang Que suddenly felt the reaction of Yama Luotu, who had been silent for a long time, and bursts of Buddha's voice oozing from his body.
Cao Qingdao turned his head blankly, looked around and said, "What's going on? Did you hear that?"
Of course I heard it, it came from my physical strength, how could I not know?
Xiang Que didn't hide anymore at this time, and spread out his hands, Song Emperor Yu, five-featured king Lu revealed, and a flash of Buddha's light flashed in his hands.
Cao Qingdao was taken aback: "Aren't you a Taoist priest? How could you tattoo Yama of the Ten Temples of Buddhism? Brother, where are you undercover?"
In the world of Feng Shui Yin and Yang, Buddhism and Taoism are not hostile, but they are different beliefs. Whether it is a Buddhist disciple or a Taoist disciple, they can make friends, but I have never seen anyone who is both learning Taoism and practicing Buddhism. Isn¡¯t this a crime? Chong, but a question of philosophy.
"This is a little complicated. I can't explain a few words to you clearly, so just leave it alone." Xiang Que felt the restlessness in his body, and the Buddha's voice that suddenly came out of his body seemed to be resounding in one direction.
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