Taoist students

Chapter 1787 The Destroyed Chigu Clan
After Dongfang Mo looked around, he finally looked at the bones on the left and right sides.

Although he didn't know how many years these bones had died, but in his opinion, it might be an unimaginable time.

Because from the forging methods of those scattered and broken magic weapons, he could see that they were a bit crude, at least all of them were forging methods tens of thousands of years ago.

While pondering, he held the sin lamp in his hand, and took a step towards one side, getting closer to the bones on one side.

To his relief, nothing happened.

So he held the Sin Lamp in his left hand, and with a golden fish floating in the palm of his right hand, he continued to walk to the right, and finally came to several corpses.

During this process, nothing unexpected happened.

Dongfang Mo came to the bones and squatted down, carefully inspecting them, trying to determine the origin of these bones through clues.

He was able to discover these bones because of the golden swimming fish in his hand, which made the ghosts in this place extremely afraid, and they all retreated, but it was impossible for others to have the golden swimming fish in his hand.

That is to say, Dongfang Mo could see the bones here and the sect in front of him, but others could not.

This made his mind active, secretly thinking that maybe he could find something here, which would help him break free from the shackles of the eighteenth level of hell.

When thinking of this in his heart, Dongfang Mo raised his hand, intending to pick up the head of a corpse in front of him.

But the moment his fingers touched the head, there was a "click" sound, and the head of the corpse cracked and turned into fine slag all over the place.

Dongfang Mo's expression moved slightly, and after trying again, the result was generally the same.

These bones have been exposed in this place for too long, not only lost the inner essence, but also became rotten and shattered when touched.

So he stood up and looked at the main road ahead.

If he didn't sacrifice the golden swimming fish, he would follow the guidance of the sin lamp in his hand and continue to follow the main road, eventually leading to the top of a mountain.It seems that the entrance to No.13 Hell is on the top of that mountain.

While Dongfang Mo was walking along the main road, a guess had already been born in his heart.

That's where he is now. Perhaps the Buddhist sect sealed a sect's location back then, forming the twelve layers of hell.

Or maybe this sect was moved in by Buddhists with great magic power.

Of these two possibilities, he actually prefers the first one.There is no reason, just a pure intuition.

You must know that the eighteen layers of hell are a time-space interface different from the outside world, and as long as it is a time-space interface, you need mountains, rivers, earth, and the most basic power of the five elements.

If the eighteen levels of hell are a magic weapon, these things must be extracted from the outside world.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo nodded secretly.

As he was moving forward, there were ghosts floating hundreds of meters away, but they all surrounded and refused to attack, obviously afraid of the golden fish in Dongfang Mo's hands.

In a short while, Dongfang Mo followed the main road and came across a branch road. He looked at the sin lamp burning with karmic fire in his hand. Seeing that the lamp could still burn for a long time, he moved towards the side branch. This path is jettisoned.

Because he was worried that the sin lamp would not burn for long, which would affect his stepping into the No.13 hell, so Dongfang Mo's speed was not slow.

As he passed by, his eyes scanned around, wanting to discover something.

Apart from the corpses strewn all over the road, Dongfang Mo would step into any buildings with attics or palaces without hesitation.

After some searching, he found nothing.

So he returned to the original main road and continued to walk forward.

After a while, when he came across a side road again, Dongfang Mo stepped on it and continued to search.

To his surprise, he still didn't find anything.Among the many buildings, nothing was found except for the bones.

Originally, he thought about whether there would be some chance here, such as finding some powerful magic tools, but after such a long time, not only the bones of these people, but even the magic tools were not completely preserved of.

Just like that, Dongfang Mo was about to reach the top of the mountain soon, and here, through the ghosts that filled the surroundings, he saw a small white spot of light in front of him.If his prediction is correct, that small white spot of light should be the exit of No.12 Hell and the entrance of No.13 Hell.

Just when he thought of this in his heart, a forked road appeared in front of him again, and this road was quite wide.

Dongfang Mo's eyes lit up, and then he opened the way with a golden swimming fish, and walked along this road.

When he came to the end, he saw that this place was a Taoist temple, and the ground under his feet was paved with pure white jade, which was really a great skill.

And here, there is still thick smoke, blocking his sight and spiritual detection.

Dongfang Mo walked towards the center of the dojo, but within a few steps, he was shocked to find that there was a hill formed of white bones piled up in front of him. When he looked up, it was hundreds of feet high.

Unsurprisingly, these bones belonged to the same family as the bones he had seen before.

Dongfang Mo quickly walked around the hundreds of feet high bone mountain, and he returned to the original place after a long while.The area of ​​this bone mountain is not small, almost occupying the entire dojo.

At this moment, he looked at the bone mountain, and his heart was a little shaken. I am afraid that tens of millions of monks would have to die to accumulate such a high bone mountain.

This made him wonder for a while whether the endless ghosts around him were the unjust souls formed after the death of these monks here.

While thinking about it, his eyes flashed black, and he cast the stone eye technique, looking into the depths of Bone Mountain.

"what!"

Then he heard a light sigh from him, and then looked away.

At this moment, he looked into the depths of the bone mountain in front of him, and touched his chin.In the next breath, he cupped his hands and saluted, "All heroes in life, I have offended you."

After speaking, Dongfang Mo flicked his sleeve.

"call!"

A domineering wind roared out with his waving sleeves, and swept across the bone mountain in front of him.

"Crash..."

Under the blowing of this gust of wind, a large piece of white bone was completely shattered and turned into debris and flew out. At first glance, it looked like a heavy snowflake flying all over the sky.

When the strong wind blew away the bone mountain hundreds of feet high in front of him, he saw a stone statue more than ten feet high standing in the center of the practice field.

In addition to the size, this stone statue is the same as the bones here, with a single horn on top of its head.

Strangely, there are still some characters engraved on the stone statue.

It's just that these words are extremely messy, and they seem to be drawn by ghosts, without any rules.

Dongfang Mo's eyes flickered, and then he stood in front of the stone statue, his eyes scanning the words on it.

But what left him speechless was that he didn't recognize the writing on the stone statue in front of him, it was an extremely unfamiliar font.

After scanning these characters, Dongfang Mo closed his eyes and began to recall them in his mind.

Over the years, wherever he went, he collected all kinds of words and languages, just to avoid encountering the current situation.

Under Dongfang Mo's careful recollection, he really found an ancient language that was very similar to the writing in front of him.

The only difference between the two is that the ancient language in his mind is simpler, while the one on the stone statue is more complicated, and there are some subtle differences in the font.

He guessed that the ancient language in his mind should have evolved from the words on the stone statue.If this is the case, then the words on the stone statue must be older than the ancient language in his mind.

After opening his eyes, he immediately tried to read the words on the stone statue with the ancient language in his mind.

To his surprise, he was able to read through it.But he could only understand one third of it, and the rest of the text was too complicated, so he couldn't understand it at all.

Fortunately, even if this is the case, Dongfang Mo can also see some information from the messy writing, which seems to be venting his anger.

"Buddha... Killing... Slaughter... Chi Gu... The way of heaven is lost..."

And the more he looked, the more awe-inspiring his face became.

It wasn't until he read the words on the stele several times that he took a breath and looked away.

Dongfang Mo murmured: "Chi Gu..."

He had heard these two words before.

It is rumored that in ancient times, there was a Chigu tribe, but for some unknown reason, this Chigu tribe, which was once powerful at that time, disappeared out of thin air.

Now judging from the inscriptions, the disappearance of the Chigu clan should be related to Buddhism.Even the instigator who caused the collapse of the Chigu clan was Buddhism.

And the place where Dongfang Mo is now is the clan land of the Chigu clan back then.

The more Dongfang Mo thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was right, because among the rumors about the Chigu Clan, there was another point that the clan land of this clan was a Xumi space.

That Sumeru space is not only extremely solid, but also movable.

It seems that after the Buddhist sect destroyed the Chigu clan, it refined the Chigu clan's clan land in the Xumi space into the No. 12 layer of the [-]th hell.

If this is the case, then most of the other layers of the [-]th hell came from the same way.

Just when Dongfang Mo thought of this, the sin lamp lit by Karmic Fire in his hand began to flicker.

Dongfang Mo's expression changed, and then without thinking, he was about to sprint towards the way he came.

But in the next breath, his movements stopped again. At this moment, he looked at the single horn that was about ten feet long on the top of the stone statue.

Just before he left, he noticed a glimmer of light flickering on the top of the object.

Dongfang Mo moved towards the stone statue, came to the single horn at the top, and grabbed it.

The moment he grasped this object tightly, a strange breath instantly flowed down his palm and then his arm, blending into his body.

What surprised Dongfang Mo was that this aura was extremely domineering, containing all kinds of negative emotions such as violence, evil, ferocity, resentment, and viciousness.

Just when Dongfang Mo thought that he had grabbed some peerless weapon, the domineering aura filled with all kinds of negative emotions disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

Dongfang Mo's heart was shaken, and he found that the horn that was originally standing on the stone tablet fell into his hands at this moment.

So without hesitation, he shot backwards with one step, finally returned to the main road, and galloped all the way towards the white light spot on the top of the mountain.

Almost when the sin lamp in his hand was about to go out, his figure finally rushed to the front of the main hall, and only then did he realize that the white light was emitted from the main entrance of the main hall.

Dongfang Mo put away the unicorn with his hands, and swept it into the white light in the hall.

You don't need to think about it, but within the white light is the thirteenth floor of the eighteenth hell.

(End of this chapter)