Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 228 The Trial of Buddhism
That woman in white, with a beautiful nose and bright teeth, and phoenix-eyed cherry lips, is whoever it is if it's not Mu Yinyin.

"I'm not your husband." Liu Qinghuan said indifferently.

The phantom walked over slowly, with a hint of worry on his face: "Husband, what's wrong with you, I'm Yinyin."

"Really?" Liu Qinghuan said with a sneer, "Mu Yinyin has nothing to do with me, why would he call me husband."

The illusion paused, obviously knowing that he had been seen through, a weird smile appeared on his face, and suddenly he said in a deep manly voice: "There is a cycle of cause and effect, everything has its definite order. Fool, don't you understand?"

Liu Qinghuan's complexion changed drastically, and the sword of life and death was instantly held in his hand: "Who are you!"

I saw that phantom raised its head and let out a shrill ghost cry. The originally fair face quickly became wrinkled and dark, the slender blood-red phoenix eyes were often tearing, and the nails of ten fingers protruded a foot long. come over!

Liu Qinghuan had been prepared for a long time, as soon as she stepped on the ground with her right foot, her body floated away, wiping her sharp claws to avoid it.

After hearing two "chacha", the mahogany ship's side, which looked extremely solid, was shattered into pieces under the sharp claws.With a wave of sharp claws, he grabbed Liu Qinghuan again.

At this moment, Liu Qinghuan flew behind the phantom that had completely turned into a ghost, a gray light flashed, a small gray sword pierced from behind, and emerged from the phantom's chest. After stirring again, a big hole appeared in its chest.

But the ghost seemed to be unconscious, its face was covered with tears, but its mouth was cracked to the ear, with a ferocious and cruel smile, it looked weird and terrifying.A ghostly cry that sent chills down the spine continued to howl from its mouth, and it turned around and pounced on Liu Qinghuan again.

Liu Qinghuan was so lively with a big hole in her chest.The ghost rushed close, and what greeted it was a pair of palms covered with blue flames.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" came the miserable ghost cry, the ghost danced wildly for a moment with its fangs and claws, and was reduced to ashes in Qinglian Karmic Fire.

If he hadn't had Qinglian Yehuo, this ghost would be extremely difficult to deal with!
Boom, boom, a yellow ball rolled a few times on the board of the boat.

"Huh?" Liu Qinghuan bent over and picked it up: "Ghost beads?"

I saw that this ghost bead was the size of a fist, and there was a trace of black smoke flowing in the bead.

Suddenly, Liu Qinghuan showed surprise, and pulled out a thin thread from his collar, on which was hung a small piece of wood, which was the ghost willow tree heart in Huangquan that he had obtained from Duanyuan back then.

Because the heart of the tree has the effect of nourishing the spiritual consciousness, Liu Qinghuan has been wearing it around his neck.At this time, the heart of the tree was trembling slightly.

Liu Qinghuan looked at the ghost bead in his left hand, and put it into the heart of the tree.I saw strands of the spirit of the underworld gushing out from the heart of the tree, rolling towards the ghost bead impatiently.

The wisp of black smoke in the ghost bead shrank into a black dot in the center of the bead as if frightened, trembling.

The Qi of the Underworld covered the surface of the ghost bead, and the black spot was pulled and moved out little by little.It panicked and wanted to resist the pulling force, dashing left and right in the ghost bead.

But where can escape the past.Soon, the Qi of the Underworld pulled out the wisp of black smoke, devouring it like a nibble.For a while, the yellow light was in full bloom, and the energy of the underworld seemed to be greatly replenished, and the number had doubled!
Liu Qinghuan didn't expect such an unexpected harvest. After the black smoke was sucked away from the ghost bead, the essence in the bead was also quickly sucked away, and finally shattered into slag.

"Tsk tsk!" Liu Qinghuan was surprised. After he got this piece of tree heart, he didn't have the chance to use it again except when he was dealing with corpses.

From this point of view, he still has some yin beads on his body. I don't know if the spirit of the underworld likes it or not?

Thinking about it, he took out a corpse puppet's yin bead and approached the tree heart.Sure enough, the spirit of hell came out again.

Liu Qinghuan sneered.This is also his fault, if he knew that these Yin beads were useful for the Qi of the Underworld, he would have taken them out long ago.He simply sat down on the board of the boat, took out all the Yin beads he had obtained before, and then took the heart of the tree and put it on top.

But these yin beads are very low-level, the only big ones are obtained from corpse generals, but there are only a few of them.As all the yin beads shattered into fragments, the Qi of the Underworld increased a bit, and then retracted back to the heart of the tree.

The drifting boats are still moving forward, and the river is still dead silent. I don't know where I'm going, and I don't know where the shore is.

For a while, there were no more demons in the illusion, and Liu Qinghuan walked into the cabin with nothing to do.

In the cabin, there are a few low tables on the left and right sides, which are filled with delicious food and wine, and there are drums and zither strings in one corner.He walked around the cabin, and his eyes suddenly fell on a short yellow cylindrical stick.

Copy ghost stick?
Liu Qinghuan picked up the short stick, and saw that there were layers of talismans engraved on it, and all Liu Qinghuan could understand was the simplest technique of exorcising ghosts.There are also a few ancient characters that he doesn't recognize engraved on the body of the stick, each stroke is like a golden hook and iron painting, revealing sharpness and majesty.

"Why did the magic weapon of Taoism appear in the trial of Buddhism?" Liu Qinghuan was very puzzled.

The ghost-torture stick is a Taoist magic weapon, which is used to open altars, drive away ghosts, and kill evil spirits. It can even directly torture Lihun and make him spit out hidden secrets.Liu Qinghuan felt very strange to appear in a trial of Buddhism now.

Had he known that he had entered the cabin earlier, he wouldn't have killed that crybaby so quickly.It's a pity that I was afraid of falling into a trap, but missed an opportunity to know the secret.

Now that the matter was over, Liu Qinghuan didn't bother to think about it.This illusion didn't mean to stop at all, Liu Qinghuan leaned against the side of the boat and stared blankly for a while, then she had already arrived in another dimension in a blink of an eye.

"It's not over yet!" Liu Qinghuan said dissatisfiedly, looking up.

It looks like the bottom of a well, only the size of a stone chamber.It is surrounded by rough stones covered with moss.A narrow sky can be seen from a high place above the head. At this time, the sun is just right and there are white clouds floating by.

In the corner, there was a stone slab that was the same as that outside the illusion, and the clear marks on it were exactly the same as the slate he sat on before.

He looked at the stone slab, then looked up at the sky above him.

"I have to give it a try." After muttering to herself, Liu Qinghuan started to rely on the False Controlling Wind Art.However, just as he left the ground, a sudden force of gravity below him pushed him back to the ground.

"Ban Kong?" Liu Qinghuan frowned, calling out the little hoofhorn.The little hoofcorn flapped its wings and looked at him blankly, as if asking itself why it couldn't fly.

Liu Qinghuan patted its head, put it back into the spirit animal bag, and thought about the meaning of the illusion here.He clawed at the surrounding walls of the well and climbed up.This time, I finally didn't encounter that sudden heavy pressure.

Using both hands and feet, he quickly moved away from the bottom of the well, at least a few tens of feet away from the ground.But looking up again, the sky is still so far away, it hasn't gotten bigger.

Climbing for a long time, still the same.Looking down, the bottom of the well is similar to before, still only a few dozen feet away.

It seems that this situation is not for people to climb out, so the only thing left is...

Back at the bottom of the well, Liu Qinghuan sat cross-legged on the stone slab.

"Sit in a well and watch the sky?" He smiled wryly.

(End of this chapter)