Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1862 Stone Tower

Liu Qinghuan withdrew his foot.

Compared to the previous grotesque stone sculptures, the monk soldiers were obviously more burly, and the ghost aura and Buddha aura were mixed together in a strange way on their bodies, just like the angry Vajra in hell, both weird and awe-inspiring.

Liu Qinghuan noticed several traces of battle, blood, clothing fragments, and sword cuts. Some of the stone sculptures of monk soldiers were missing arms and legs, and stones flew up from the ground from time to time to fill in their body defects.

They are strong and tough, and there are so many of them. Maybe they can even use the Buddhist battle formation...

Liu Qinghuan didn't want to waste time, so he said to Fu Bao and the other two, "Go back to the spirit beast bag first and take a rest. We may need you later."

The three spirit beasts responded in unison, transforming into a ray of light and sinking into the green cloth bag around his waist.

The action here immediately caused a reaction from the stone sculptures on the riverbank that were on high alert. One of the particularly tall monk soldiers raised the long stick in his hand and threw it with great force!

"Whoosh!"

The long stick came through the air and arrived in the blink of an eye, destroying the stone by three points!

The force of this blow was quite strong. The stick was still vibrating after being inserted into the hard rock on the ground, making a low humming sound.

However, even though Liu Qinghuan's figure had disappeared, the monk soldier did not give up. A golden light flashed in his gray stone eyes as he searched around.

I heard a few more barking sounds and then a black dog jumped out from behind a big rock, sniffing everywhere as it ran.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but stop. The dog was not a stone sculpture, but it was not a living creature either. Its fur was mottled and charred as if it had been burned, and it had two horns on its head. What was even more terrifying was that it had two pupils in its eyes, flashing a cruel and bloodthirsty light.

If it was an ordinary invisibility spell, it would not be able to escape the dog's eyes and nose, but Liu Qinghuan used the immortal magic of standing without a shadow, so the dog could only spin in place in vain.

However, Liu Qinghuan became more alert because of this. He carefully walked through the group of monk soldiers, crossed the dry river, and continued along a gravel path.

Along the way, a stone sculpture would appear from time to time, taller and more bizarre.

For example, one of them was lying on the side of the road. He had a fat head, big ears, and kind eyes, like a laughing Maitreya. Half of his head was cut off, and there was a big mouth on his round belly. The teeth in his mouth were as sharp as a saw, and there were a few strands of fresh flesh and blood hanging between his teeth.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes narrowed: the blood on the ground had not yet coagulated, it seemed that someone had passed by here not long before him.

He looked at the towering mountain in the distance, where there was a stone tower and faint fluctuations of magical power could be heard.

In fact, after reaching the 800th floor, he didn't meet many people except the Seven Evils of Blood and Nether. One reason was that he entered the tower relatively late, and those people had run to the front.

Secondly, there are only a limited number of late Mahayana cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation, and there are not that many in total.

The Haotian Purgatory Tower is larger than expected, and it is not easy to run into people there.

However, the tall tower is not within the range because it is too obvious and will probably attract many people.

Liu Qinghuan thought about it and decided to go over to see what was going on, so he walked along the mountain path. Before he reached halfway up the mountain, he heard a loud noise above his head.

"boom!"

Liu Qinghuan looked up and saw flames shooting up into the sky.

After a while, two people came running down from above, complaining as they walked.

"…What the hell, why call it Chongguang Temple? Just call it Jingguang Temple. There's nothing but stones!"

"It's also possible that all the things were snatched away by the people ahead." Another person said, "We didn't see Elder Jikong either. Could he have been killed?"

"Never mind! We made this trip in vain, what bad luck! I should have known not to come to this broken temple. We didn't get anything, and it wasted so much of our time!" The two men went there cursing, not noticing that there was another person standing on the side of the road when they passed by just now.

Liu Qinghuan hesitated for a moment, then decided to go up and take a look, so he continued walking up.

It was a temple, but most of the houses in the front had collapsed, leaving only the last pagoda, whose gate was wide open at this time, looking as if it had been looted many times.

Liu Qinghuan showed up with a strange look on his face.

There are four tall pillars around the pagoda, with thick and long iron chains hanging down. It seems that they were originally used to bind the pagoda, but they were cut off later and are now piled up on the ground in such a scattered manner.

Judging from the old marks on the broken ends, these chains were not broken recently, but were cut off many years ago.

There was indeed nothing in the tower, except for some damaged stone Buddhas, and signs of rummaging could be seen everywhere.

"So this is a ruin..." Liu Qinghuan looked puzzled. Thinking of the strange stone sculptures along the way, he felt that there must be something strange about it, but he and the people before him had not noticed it.

So, he began to perform the technique of returning the sky to the sun, and the light and shadows in front of him changed rapidly -

First, in recent months, people have been visiting the ruins. Some of them took a look and left, while others would go into the tower to search, but also leave quickly.

Going further ahead, time seemed to have stopped. The ruined pagoda stood quietly on the top of the mountain. Except for the occasional birds and animals, no one else visited.

Just like the Haotian Purgatory Tower sinking in the ruins of time, year after year, day after day, until the day it collapses.

Liu Qinghuan was a little disappointed: Although returning to the sky and returning to the sun can be traced back to a long, long time ago, the time limit is a hundred years. The longer the time, the more magic power will be required, and the greater the movement will be.

But Liu Qinghuan didn't want to make a big fuss now. Although the two people had left, they might come back at any time if there were any changes here.

He sighed softly and was about to give up when he saw a short, old stone sculpture appear under the pagoda in an extremely slow and stiff posture.

Liu Qinghuan raised his eyebrows and watched the stone sculpture walk into the tower gate, kneel directly in front of the Buddha statue, and begin to recite scriptures.

After chanting like this for a long time, two more stone sculptures rushed in, lifted up the stone sculpture of the old man and walked out.

Liu Qinghuan followed, went down the mountain, up the mountain, crossed a river, climbed over several beams, and came to a valley.

The three stone sculptures suddenly flashed and disappeared.

Liu Qinghuan also stopped, stopped his magic spell, and walked out of the light and shadow.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the valley. There were towering old trees in the valley and the light was very dim.

He took a step forward and encountered no obstacles. He went in and took a look around but didn't find anything unusual.

"A very clever ban!"

Liu Qinghuan smiled, took off another black spirit beast bag from his waist, and looked inside first.

A ferocious looking insect with bared fangs and claws flew out, and then two, three...

Soon, dozens of space-eating insects flew to various places in the valley. After searching for a while, they soon received feedback.

Liu Qinghuan waved his hand and said, "Break through the restriction for me!"