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- This world was originally as peaceful as the pure land of Buddhism, but at this moment, it was covered with black clouds, thunder and lightning, and the entire space became boiling.
Like evil spirits, they have invaded the Buddha's land.
"Tick!"
The black raindrops fell, making the dark sky and earth become darker and colder.
The wind blew across the earth, and the howling sound was terrifying.
The raindrops, heavier than the holy iron, fell to the ground and made deep holes in the extremely hard ground.
A drop of rain is like an arrow.
The Pure Land of Buddha suddenly became extremely dangerous.
Zhang Ruochen held an iron cloth umbrella that was at the level of a duality king's holy weapon, stood in the rain, and looked forward.
In the field of vision, it is vast and dim.
The rain curtain is like intermittent lines hanging from the sky to the ground.
Most of the raindrop lines are black, but occasionally, a golden line will appear. After falling to the ground, the hole made is bottomless, containing the penetrating power of the Killing Saint.
Zhang Ruochen felt a strong sense of danger in his heart. If it weren't for the faint Buddha light emitting from a bronze temple on the sleeping Buddha, he might not have been willing to move forward.
"What kind of place is this? Is it a Buddhist country or a demonic land?"
The road leading to the Sleeping Buddha Mountain is difficult.
The road to mountain climbing is even more difficult.
The road locks between heaven and earth are becoming more dense. Even with Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level, the mountaineering path is very difficult.
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
A deep ghost gate floated quickly through the rain not far from Zhang Ruochen.
It looks like a door, but in fact, it is a five or six meter long space crack. The crack flew very fast, and at the other end, there was void power escaping.
"Boom."
Another magic thunder hit the cliff, splitting down huge boulders the size of houses and falling down the mountain.
"Quack!"
A strange and cold cry came from a copper tree. There was a crow with blood-red feathers parked on the tree. Its eyes were like human eyes. When it stared at Zhang Ruochen, it had a blood-devouring fierce light.
It flapped its wings and flew towards Zhang Ruochen, shouting sharply: "Blood! Blood! Blood"
¡°I haven¡¯t sucked blood yet, and you actually want to suck my blood?¡±
Zhang Ruochen raised his hand and pointed out, and a strong and masculine pointing force turned into sword energy and flew out.
The blood-red crows fluttered their wings and turned from one into a group, rushing towards Zhang Ruochen from all directions.
Pointing to the sword, he only killed three of them.
"You can actually have your own body."
Zhang Ruochen was quite surprised. The white pure fire of pure destruction escaped from his body and formed a huge fireball.
The blood-red crow hit the fireball, and its feathers burned.
"Boom."
The fireball expanded with the space and turned into a shock wave, just like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. It knocked all the crows away and shattered their bodies.
Only one blood-red crow escaped and flew into the darkness.
There were too many dangers in the darkness, so Zhang Ruochen did not pursue them, but said to himself: "There are nine-life blood crows at the level of the Great Sage of the Thousand Questions Realm actually living here. It is indeed not a treasured place in the Buddhist realm."
Since it is a place where opportunities are stored, how can it be without danger?
Ordinary people cannot reach the land of opportunity.
Zhang Ruochen held an umbrella and continued climbing.
The only sacred place in the Sleeping Buddha Mountain is the Bronze Temple on top of the Buddha's head.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was standing outside the Bronze Temple. In front of him was the 384-story bronze staircase. It was so majestic that it seemed that if you climbed up it, you could reach another world.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? did not do away with it and could be seen faintly. The outline of the Bronze Temple and the thick copper pillars in front of the temple.
Stepping on the stairs, Zhang Ruochen climbed up step by step.
On the steps, there are fresh blood stains and remnants of holy soldiers. The blood stains seem to be integrated with the bronze steps, and even the rain cannot wash them away. Not long ago, a fierce battle at the level of a great saint must have broken out here, and some people were injured or may have even died.
The rain is coming down harder.
There was a popping sound on the umbrella cloth.
Arriving at the top of the bronze stairs, Zhang Ruochen, dressed in blood, stood between two copper pillars. He turned to the right and looked at the copper pillar on the right.
The copper pillar is as thick as a millstone and more than twenty feet high. There is a tall and mighty statue cast on it, with three eyes and a gun in each arm., Zhang Ruochen has read a lot of classics, and has a better understanding of Buddhism, the Kunlun Realm, and his master, Saint Monk Xumi.
"It is recorded in the classics that even when the holy monk Xumi had reached great perfection, he discussed Taoism and scriptures with the Sixth Patriarch, and he always gained enlightenment, benefited a lot, and often felt inferior to himself.
In front of the Sixth Patriarch, Saint Monk Xumi is just a junior.
Although Zhang Ruochen has great respect for the holy monk Xumi, he also knows that his Dharma is boundless and he is a powerful person rare in the world. However, I also have a sense of awe towards the Sixth Patriarch and do not dare to judge easily.
Zhang Ruochen said: "In the battle a hundred thousand years ago, how many gods in the hell world died at the hands of the holy monk Xumi? Outside Kunlun, there are still many planets that are still blood red to this day."
Yan Huangtu nodded and said: "It is undeniable that Saint Monk Xumi had indeed reached the level of Buddha when he died. The gods who participated in the battle that besieged him all gave such evaluations. Unfortunately, it was him. The last glory disappeared in an instant, and there was no chance to enter the ranks of the seventh ancestor."
As he spoke, Yan Huangtu walked towards the Bronze Temple.
In the temple, there is a bronze statue enshrined, with the body of a dragon but three heads.
One song is for young children.
One song is about the old man.
The song in the middle has no facial features. There is only the word "" on the forehead.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Hell Emperor Bowed to the bronze statue, and said slowly: "He is one of the twenty heavens of three hundred thousand years, the dragon."
Zhang Ruochen solidified the bronze statue and felt that the bronze statue was growing taller, forming an increasingly powerful oppressive force.
"The dragons are the former leader of the dragon clan, the lord of all dragons. He married nine wives and gave birth to nine sons, all of whom are extraordinary. Among them, the ninth son is the most talented and has the most extraordinary achievements, named Jiwang."
"As a monk in the Kunlun world, you should have heard of his name, right?"
Of course Zhang Ruochen has heard of Dragon Lord Jiwang¡¯s name.
Legend has it that he is in charge of the Dragon Sun and Moon Chaos Tower, one of the top ten artifacts in the Kunlun world, and is a figure who spans all realms.
Zhang Ruochen said: "You said, three hundred thousand years ago, two and a half of the twenty heavens came back alive. Besides the Sixth Patriarch, who were the other two?"
"One of them is the Lord of the Heavenly Palace in your Heavenly Realm." Yama Huang Tu said.
The Lord of Heavenly Palace is mysterious and unpredictable, and Zhang Ruochen knows very little about him. However, for this person to be able to sit in the Heavenly Palace and command all realms is naturally a very important existence.
"The other one, no one knows. Perhaps only the Lord of the Heavenly Palace and the Sixth Patriarch know who he is."
"Some people speculate that he is the Ten Tribulations Wentian Lord of your Kunlun Realm. Some people speculate that he is the Ancient God Panyuan of the Pangu Realm. Others speculate that he is the previous patriarch of our clan."
Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes and said: "Can the gods of the hell realm be included in the twenty heavens?"
Yama Huang Tu was silent for a long time and said: "In fact, there is a legend that the twenty heavens are not just twenty heavens, but twenty-four heavens. The other four days come from the hell realm."
Then, he gave a long laugh, shook his head and said: "They are all just legends. How can we juniors who are less than a thousand years old understand what happened hundreds of thousands of years ago? How can we know the secrets of heaven-level people?"
"Times have passed, times have changed, and the rise and fall of heaven and hell are now just gossips between you and me. Whether it is the twenty heavens or the twenty-four heavens, it has long become a thing of the past. All the glory of the past has It¡¯s all gone.¡±
"Shuashua."
Outside the temple, sharp blasts of wind sounded.
Yan Zhexian appeared at the gate. His beautiful figure, illuminated by the Buddha's light, was projected on the ground, dragging out a long black shadow. Behind her, on the ground, were more shadows.
Zhang Ruochen looked back at Yan Zhexian and said, "So you told me so much, just to delay time."
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When I was writing the last chapter, I got excited and wrote down a piece of data incorrectly! Yan Zhexian told Zhang Ruochen that the great sages of the Yama clan who were stationed here were written as 2,700 and changed to 270. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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