Taoist students

Chapter 1772 The only illusion in my life (for subscription)
Seeing that the appearance was Wu Bicha's ghost at this moment, Dongfang Mo immediately remembered the time when he beheaded the other party in the underground cave.

But he was extremely puzzled and didn't know why the ghost of Ubicha appeared in the eighteenth hell.

Besides Wu Bicha, he also saw Gongsuntu, the disciple of Taiyi Dao Palace who also died at his hands.

Then he saw many blood monks. These people looked extremely hideous, but Dongfang Mo immediately recalled that they all died at his hands.

After that, he saw Wu Gong, Young Master Ye, Blood Boy, and many monster monks.He even saw Dongfang Jie and thousands of blood bat monks.

These people, without exception, all died at his hands.

"Hula..."

At this moment, Ubicha's ghost rushed towards him first, and ignoring the aura aroused by the white monkey, it easily passed through, submerged into his body, and went straight to his sea of ​​consciousness.

"what!"

What followed was Dongfang Mo's scream.

I saw him holding his head, with obvious pain on his face.With clenched teeth, the veins on his forehead popped out, and his face was distorted by the pain.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Apart from him, including Qing Mulan, Mu Han, and six other people, at this moment all screams came from their mouths.

If you can see it, you will find that the ghost of the first monk who was beheaded by them in the lives of these people penetrated into their bodies and turned into a wave of resentment, impacting on their spirits and killing them. His soul is constantly eroded.

And after the first ghost entered their bodies with great resentment, more ghosts swarmed one after another.

"Dongfang Mo... Dongfang Mo... I want you to die..."

At the same time, there were bursts of shrill screams from the mouths of the ghosts surrounding Dongfang Mo.

Not only that, the more time passed, the higher the cultivation level of the people killed by Dongfang Mo, and the stronger the resentment in their hearts.After getting into Dongfang Mo's body, the erosion of Dongfang Mo's soul has reached a level that ordinary people can't even imagine.

And like him, there are others.

At this moment, everyone rolled on the ground. All they could do was put their hands on their heads and scream loudly, hoping to relieve the pain in their hearts.

But this is of no help at all, every soul submerged into the body makes them suffer more.

With their cultivation base reaching their level, countless people have been beheaded.Countless innocent souls who died at their hands surrounded them, forming a black frenzy.

The eight people, including Dongfang Mo, were surrounded by darkness, and they didn't even know where they were now.

They only know that after descending to this place from the tenth level of hell, they will face thousands of ghosts who have been beheaded by them.

Because there were so many beheaded people, Dongfang Mo and others could imagine that this kind of pain imagined by ordinary people would continue endlessly.

Starting from the second floor of the 11th hell, to the current No.[-] floor, the pain they endured will intensify every time they go down.

The No.11 layer of hell at this moment is the most painful layer for them.

In just a short moment, some people felt a trace of fear in their hearts because of the pain.

But the strange thing is that when this kind of fear was born, the pain they endured actually eased a bit.

So two of them tried to release the fear in their hearts, which made the pain they endured less and less.And these two people are none other than Qing Mulan and Mu Han.

The two walked along the way, and because of the assistance of the little white monkey, like Dongfang Mo, they did not suffer any pain.

Right now, after experiencing the encroachment on their spirits by unjust souls, they immediately couldn't bear this kind of torture.

But they know that there are still consequences caused by the release of fear, and in the end they will develop a heart for Buddha and convert to Buddhism from then on.

At first, more than 100 of them stepped into the second floor of the [-]th hell, and endured various sufferings together. During the process, on every other floor, some people chose to turn their hearts to Buddhism because they could not bear the torture and pain.

Only a few of them have gritted their teeth and persisted to the present point.

It can be said that they can go to the No.11 hell, and each of the eight of them is a person with a strong heart.

The second daughter, who knew this well, immediately came to her senses.As soon as they gritted their teeth, they drove out the fear in their hearts, and chose to continue to endure endless pain.

From their point of view, the pain of being eroded by wronged souls may not be endless. As long as all the wronged souls killed by them invade their bodies, the pain should disappear.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo was sweating like rain, and his eyes were as red as blood.

The current torture is indeed unimaginable for ordinary people. Compared with the blood poison of the corpse he endured back then, it is not too much.

However, after being tortured by the blood poison of the corpse, his endurance has improved significantly.Now, while he was enduring the pain, he could still think about why the souls of the people he beheaded would appear in the [-]th floor of hell.

While thinking about it, he suddenly woke up. Everything in front of him should be an illusion, or they, these people, fell into an illusion.

You must know that some of the people who were beheaded by him had their souls scattered by him, and they were not even qualified to enter the cycle of reincarnation, so it is absolutely impossible to appear in the [-]th floor of hell.

What's more, every level of the qi that the white monkey aroused along the way can block all kinds of torture and pain for him, but this time is an exception.

This is also in line with the many ghosts here, which are the illusion of illusion.

And he can still think that the illusion here is born from their minds, so they can remember so clearly who each spirit is.

When he thought of this in his heart, the mana in Dongfang Mo's body was circulating, and it was already comparable to the burst of strength in the Immortal Ascension Boundary. At the same time, the phantom spirit root in his body trembled, and the aura rose sharply.

In just this moment, all the innocent souls rushing around him paused slightly.

But that's all. In the next breath, these unjust souls continued to rush towards him, and the ferocious look on their faces and the fierce light in their eyes were even worse.

At this moment, the magic power in Dongfang Mo's body went dormant for an instant, and the phantom spirit root, which had a surge of aura, also dimmed.

"Wow!"

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Although his phantom spirit root is one of the three Hunyuan spirit roots, but his mere Immortal Ascension Boundary cultivation, compared with the mighty power of the [-]th floor of hell where he is, is the firefly and the bright moon competing for glory. It is simply impossible for the spiritual root to break free from the illusion here.

Feeling that the pain was not relieved by his smart actions, but also because he stimulated the phantom root as if he was offended, and it became more and more intense. Dongfang Mo suddenly opened his mouth, and roared out a Buddhist scripture.

"All living beings are afflicted, and afflictions are suffering. Afflictions are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirt nor clean, neither increase nor decrease..."

This scripture is exactly the meditation mantra, which was given to him by King Jinglian back then.

After he yelled out the scriptures of the meditation mantra word by word from Dongfang Mo's mouth, the fierce light in the eyes and the ferocity on the faces of the many grievances who rushed towards him became more relaxed.

Even the rush towards him slowed down.

The pain of being eroded by the soul disappeared without a trace in an instant.

In the ecstasy of Dongfang Mo's heart, he immediately sat up cross-legged, chanting the scriptures in his mouth.

Then he saw that the grievances around him became calm, and slowly receded to the rear, and finally disappeared without a trace.

After chanting the meditation mantra for several more rounds, Dongfang Mo finally stopped. At the same time, he opened his eyes and looked around, only to see that the surrounding darkness receded like a tide and became brighter.

Only then did he realize that the place where he was was a magnificent palace.Now he is sitting cross-legged on a futon in the main hall.

And on his left and right, there were seven figures sitting cross-legged just like him.

These seven people are none other than Qing Mulan and others who went to the eleventh level of hell with him.

It's just that today's people all have their eyes closed, and many of them frown slightly from time to time.

"What a powerful illusion!"

Dongfang Mo, who was the first to wake up, couldn't help feeling a little scared after seeing this scene.Even his phantom spirit roots couldn't resist the slightest bit, and he was able to break free only by relying on the meditation spell, this kind of illusion he had never heard of.

After glancing at the people beside him, Dongfang Mo slowly got up, and then looked around the hall where he was.

I saw nothing but a statue of Maitreya Buddha right in front of the main hall.

Looking around, Dongfang Mo came to the closed gate of the main hall, then stepped forward and pushed the two gates outward.

To his surprise, under his push, the door of the main hall opened slowly, and then a gust of wind blew in, blowing his long hair up.

Dongfang Mo looked out of the hall in surprise, and then his eyes widened.

I saw that the main hall where he was located was impressively built on a high mountain of more than a hundred feet, and at the foot of the mountain was a bustling city.

There was an endless stream of people on the street, accompanied by bursts of hustle and bustle.All kinds of attics, palaces and other buildings are neatly divided by streets in a row.

"Illusion?"

A strong vigilance suddenly arose in Dongfang Mo's heart.He guessed, maybe he broke free from the previous illusion, but now he fell into another layer of illusion.

But immediately, he dismissed this idea, because at this moment, his cultivation base of the Great Perfection of the Immortal Ascension Boundary unexpectedly broke through to the Breaking Dao Realm without a sound.

It took only a moment for him to understand that the place right now is the No. 12 layer of hell.Because only after stepping into the No. 12 layer of hell, can his cultivation be able to break through to the Dao Breaking Realm.

What is puzzling is that there is no suffering or pain in the No. 12 layer of hell, and this place is actually a city.

While pondering, he did not choose to leave the main hall in front of him and step into the city below, but waited here.

At the same time, he also turned his gaze to Qing Mulan and the others behind him.

He had a strong hunch that the No. 12 layer of hell should be completely different from the layers of hell where he had endured endless pain and torture before.

(End of this chapter)