From the power of space to the heavens 2

Chapter 431 429. Daozi must be buried here!

The fog was thick.

This is the first sense Faxiang felt after entering the cemetery, and it is also the most obvious one among the many manifestations of this cemetery.

The white mist is hazy.

It is a bit of an exaggeration to say that you can't see your fingers.

After all, the disciples of Faping Tianyin Temple are all immortal cultivators with a high level of cultivation, hearing and eyesight are only the most basic requirements, and it is no problem to fly into the sky and escape from the ground.

But what made Faxiang feel uneasy was not that his vision was partially blocked, but that he couldn't see through the white mist what was behind it.

This means that his perception is suppressed.

But this is the end of the matter, and there is no room for him to turn back.

Not to mention that he was the one who was radicalized, but the people from Qingyunmen and Fenxianggu who are following up now have decided that he can't act prudently, and must suppress the anxiety in his heart and bite the bullet.

Faxiang is well aware of this.

But that doesn't mean he can't remind all his juniors.

After stretching out his hand to catch a wisp of mist and analyzing it but not realizing anything, Fa Xiang's expression darkened, and he reminded in a low voice:
"These fogs are weird!"

"Don't stand too scattered to avoid getting lost."

"Call out as soon as you encounter danger. If you feel that there are no two or more brothers around you, stop immediately, stand where you are and call for help. At the same time, be vigilant about your surroundings!"

"If my guess is correct, these fogs may have the ability to create illusions, so even if you see your brother trapped, don't act immediately to avoid accidental injury!"

Several Tianyin Temple disciples standing in a row with Fa Xiang nodded their heads and responded in a low voice at the same time.

Behind the disciples of Tianyin Temple, the Qingyun Sect headed by Lu Xueqi, and the Fenxiang Valley headed by Dongfang Yuan naturally heard Fa Xiang's voice. Except for Dongfang Yuan, the instigator who remained calm, the rest of the people were all as if they were on the verge of death. enemy.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Only Li Xun, who seemed to have sensed something, looked at the white mist in front of him with a strange expression, then stretched out his hand to catch a wisp, and put it in his palm to observe.

"Does it feel familiar?"

"Like your cold soul Wang Yan?"

Beside him, Dongfang Yuan's voice suddenly sounded.

Li Xun was startled suddenly, and his body shook unconsciously. Fortunately, his reason was still there, and he suppressed the subconscious nerve reflexes of years of fighting. He gave a wry smile, and complained helplessly:

"Master Shaogu, take it easy!"

"In this environment, it is really possible to scare people to death!"

"However, after hearing what you said, I did feel a sense of strange familiarity, like a part of my cold soul Wang Yan, cold and soft."

Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao and the others looked slightly sideways.

They were already in the middle of the team.

Undertake the task of inheriting the past and ushering in the future.

If the disciples of Tianyin Temple in front are attacked, they must make sure to provide support as soon as possible. In this team, because Lu Xueqi and others have relatively high cultivation bases, they are naturally in the core area, that is, the middle position of the team is behind. The place.

After that, there are Dongfang Yuan, Yan Hong and others.

It can be said that all of them are of the first-order nine-level cultivation base.

Except Dongfangyuan.

After all, Dongfang Yuan has already broken through to the second level.

Therefore, although there are a few first-tier and ninth-tier top forces sitting in the forward and middle positions, most of the combat power is in the back row.

And Li Xun spoke in a very low voice.

Naturally, the Faxiang in front and the people in Tianyin Temple beside Faxiang didn't hear it, and they still kept walking forward at the original speed.

Therefore, Dongfang Yuan raised his voice slightly.

Stretching out his hand to catch a wisp of white mist, he said with emotion:
"You feel right."

"Because this is the soul fragment of a cultivator."

"Simply put, it's spiritual power."

"You probably don't know how many elites the Blood Refining Hall lost in the battle against Wandumen, but you just saw the results of the battle."

"Actually, after that battle ended, the Blood Refining Hall directly lost nearly [-] people, and this is not counting the number of people who were seriously injured and finally died, but the number of people who lost their vital signs on the spot!"

"And after destroying the Wandumen, in order to eradicate the forces of the Wandumen, the Blood Refining Hall paid the lives of nearly [-] people in the first five years; Tang, but have to face some small frictions between demons."

"In these years, no less than four hundred people have been lost."

"Scattered together, there are four thousand people."

"In order to set an example for the younger disciples of the Blood Refining Hall, and to let the names of these victims be remembered forever, the Blood Refining Hall specially set up this cemetery after the battle against the Wandu Sect."

"Every Ching Ming Festival, elite disciples will be called to worship."

"Thus, this cemetery, which has buried more than four thousand immortal cultivators, can't keep the souls of the dead, but there are still more or less soul fragments in the mist, and it continues to suppress everyone's perception."

"After all, even if these [-] people are dead and their souls have gone with the wind, with the remaining spiritual power, it is still not a problem to suppress dozens of immortal cultivators."

Listening to Dongfang Yuan's calm narration, whether it was Li Xun or Yan Hong, or Lu Xueqi, Tian Linger and Qi Hao who were not far away, they all felt an unspeakable shock.

Four thousand cultivators were buried here!
Even if they are righteous, they have to admire the generosity of the Blood Refining Hall!
After all, what the Blood Refining Hall does is different from the rules of all the practice sects; the Blood Refining Hall can bury all the victims together regardless of high or low, while all other practice sects must reach the second level , in order to enjoy the worship of the younger generation after death!

Take Qingyunmen as an example.

In the ancestral hall at the back of Tongtian Peak, although there are quite a few spirit plaques, looking at Qingyunmen's thousand-year history, it can be confirmed that there are many disciples who have not been included in it!
Otherwise, there would be no room for so many in the ancestral hall.

Immortal cultivators have a long lifespan.

But the difficulty of cultivating immortals is also first-class.

There are not many people who have cultivated to Daoxuan's current state. Looking at the past history, most of the disciples died well after they lived over a hundred years old, and were finally buried properly.

After all, this world pays attention to the return of fallen leaves to their roots.

Some disciples were indeed buried on Qingyun Mountain.

Some disciples were brought back to their homeland by their brothers.

A hundred years later, perhaps no one will remember.

Therefore, it is natural to be unable to intuitively feel the psychological oppression brought about by the cemetery picked up by four thousand immortal cultivators.

Li Xun's lips moved slightly.

But I don't know how to evaluate this behavior.

Dongfang Yuan didn't say much, just stretched out his hand and patted the senior brother's shoulder, looked into the distance, and added softly:

"The tombstones of these people are engraved with their merits and demerits during their lifetime, as well as the epitaphs they chose, or they didn't have time to choose."

"Some epitaphs were chosen by them during their lifetime, and were inscribed by their companions who had a good relationship with them after their death; some epitaphs were chosen by them before they were alive. Faced with this situation, the Hall of Refining Blood There are generally two approaches."

"One way is to use their catchphrase."

"One is the last sentence that is remembered."

"Therefore, some epitaphs seem ridiculous and do not match their biographical records, but these are indeed evidence of their existence...not fabricated by later generations."

Hearing what Dongfang Yuan said, whether it was Lu Xueqi and other Qingyun sect disciples, Li Xun and Yan Hong, they all felt a burst of unspeakable shock and confusion.

Qi Hao couldn't help asking in a low voice: "May I ask Master Shaogu, if these evildoers of the Demon Cult have done things that are harmful to the world, but in their impression it is an honorable thing, wouldn't such records be able to deceive the world?"

"Like Tianyin Temple?"

Li Xun didn't have such a good temper.

He brought out a word from his heart, and went up to him.

The Faxiang in front couldn't help stopping slightly, frowned and looked back at Dongfang Yuan and others not far behind, and then asked loudly:
"But what did you find out?"

"Does Master Shaogu have any new orders?"

Li Xun stopped speaking instantly.

Qi Hao couldn't help showing a bit of embarrassment.

Dongfang Yuan was very calm, and while walking forward, he replied softly: "Nothing was found, you can continue to move forward!"

Fa responded, turned around and continued to explore the way.

But Faxiang's reply sounded in the ears of Lu Xueqi and the others, but it seemed blurred. Lu Xueqi subconsciously covered her ears, and immediately realized something was wrong, and turned her head to look at Dongfang Yuan.

"Master Dongfang Shaogu, I'm coming to Lu Xueqi."

"I have a question, I wonder if I can solve it?"

Lu Xueqi cupped her hands, and asked coldly where she was.

Seeing this, several people around couldn't help but put their eyes on Lu Xueqi, and Li Xun even pursed his lips to forcefully suppress the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Dongfang Yuan was very calm.

Glancing at Lu Xueqi, she nodded.

Seeing this, Lu Xueqi hurriedly asked in a low voice:

"Excuse me, Master Dongfang Shaogu, just now I noticed that you didn't speak loudly, but the fellow Dharma practitioner in the distance heard your answer clearly; and at the same distance, the answer from the fellow Dharma practitioner was transmitted to my My ears are blurred."

"I don't know, what is the difference between the two?"

"Is it possible to ignore this sound-blocking effect after reaching a certain level?"

"After reaching a certain level, can you restore your original perception and ignore this mental oppression and restraint?"

"I hope Master Dongfang Shaogu will teach you."

Hearing Lu Xueqi point out the question out of blood, Tian Linger, Qi Hao and the others couldn't help feeling confused, and turned their gazes to Dongfang Yuan, as if they were expecting Dongfang Yuan's answer.

Dongfang Yuan spread his hands, showing helplessness.

"Even if I tell you, you won't understand."

"Why are we arrogances able to run rampant when we were young, and even the oppressive younger generation who are both good and evil can't hold their heads up?"

"The main reason is that people are different."

"Enlightenment is not to be pure-minded, nor is it simply to learn or understand a spell, but to analyze the essence of this world!"

"Therefore, this is not a gap in realm."

"Even if it is the head of Tianyin Temple or Qingyunmen, there is still a certain gap from our current level. Of course, we can crush us and defeat us with strength, but if we don't use the strength of our level, we will never be able to use it." There is no way to kill us."

"So, I can only say to see the essence through the phenomenon."

"Because at the end of the day, it's actually the same sentence."

"If Lu Yuan, the Daoist of your Qingyun sect, is still there, maybe he can explain it to you in detail. After all, the Ten Thousand Laws Domain in his hand is by far the strongest. It's just that his cultivation has not improved, so he can't perform well. Just come out."

"Therefore, with the explanation of the Ten Thousand Laws Domain, maybe a few of you will be able to touch this threshold, but it is still a difficult step to actually cross this threshold."

"On this road, there are four watersheds."

"The first one is to perceive."

"The second is to touch."

"The third is to learn how to use it."

"The fourth is complete mastery."

"Every watershed has gaps that can't be filled by magic spells. That's why we are called Tianjiao."

Dongfang Yuan said so much, but Waiting for Yu didn't say anything.

At the very least, for some people who don't understand, it's equivalent to not saying anything.

Lu Xueqi didn't understand.

Qi Hao didn't understand either.

Li Xun and Yan Hong were even more confused.

Tian Ling'er was completely confused.

It seems that he understands something, but he doesn't seem to understand.

But Lu Xueqi understood one thing.

Not everyone can practice and master the spell of the Ten Thousand Laws Domain, because once mastered this spell, it means that the cultivator is among the ranks of the arrogance of heaven!
After all, Dongfang Yuan himself admitted that the Ten Thousand Magic Domain is the strongest path so far, and it is also the most obvious and detailed spell leading to this unknown path!
In other words, this is a starting point.

Among the four watersheds, it must be perceived at the very beginning.

As we all know, in all spells and formulas, perception is only the most basic part, and being able to divide the realm for perception alone shows how difficult the road is!

However, just when Lu Xueqi was still about to ask, Fa and others in front of him had officially entered the cemetery, officially wrapped in a boundless tombstone.

Lu Xueqi could only suppress her own doubts, temporarily heightened her vigilance, and looked around nervously like the rest of her seniors.

Zeng Shushu is a cold and unscrupulous person.

Scratching his head, he walked to a tombstone, looked at the tombstone, and the inscriptions on the tombstone, and even took a look at the unlit incense that was placed in front of the tombstone.

However, the team is still on the move.

Zeng Shushu didn't dare to stay here for long.

Not to mention that he didn't dare to cause any loopholes in the team because of his distraction.

Therefore, after a brief glance, he quickened his pace, kept up with the team, and maintained the original formation.

Dongfang Yuan may be the only one who is calm.

I even have the time to wipe the tombstone.

It made the eyelids of all the disciples twitch.

But soon, no one cared about Dongfang Yuan.

At the front of the line, at a distance of about forty meters, a Tianyin Temple disciple obviously had a problem, his whole body unconsciously leaned forward, and immediately let out a piercing scream.

Faxiang was startled, but he didn't dare to rush up immediately, but stood still and shouted loudly: "What happened?"

"foot!"

"Something grabbed my foot!"

"Still pulling, still pulling down!"

"It's buried in the ground, I can't see it!!!"

The cries of the disciples of Tianyin Temple immediately pushed the weird atmosphere to its peak, Faxiang looked up, and while opening Dafan Prajna, he sternly shouted: "The flame illuminates!"

Hearing this, Li Xun quickly waved his hand.

Under everyone's speechless eyes, pale flames rushed into the white mist. Although they provided a certain amount of brightness, they made the atmosphere even more strange.

Seeing this, Yan Hong sighed.

"Forget it, let me come!"

While talking, a ball of golden flame suddenly ignited in his hand. The blazing temperature and violent flame shape instantly illuminated everything about fifty meters in front of him, and also made everyone calm down.

Lighting a white fire in a white mist, and lighting a golden flame in a white mist, although they are both fires, can also bring a certain amount of light, but they give people completely different feelings.

Color itself is important.

White is in cool undertones.

Gold, on the other hand, is a warm tone.

In a blank room, illuminated by an absolute white lamp, even if you don't do anything, you can feel the chills from the bottom of your heart.

of course.

The premise is to be in this environment for a long time.

And under a warm-toned light, such as the favorite ambient light used by couples, the atmosphere will unknowingly become lazy, making people unconsciously want to do some illogical things.

Humans are such strange creatures.

Therefore, when Yanhong's golden flame appeared, the previous terrifying atmosphere faded instantly. Faxiang bombarded the ground while stretching out his hand and dragged the unlucky ghost up from the ground.

In situ, only a deep pit remained.

Nothing exists, nothing remains.

The Tianyin Temple disciple who was rescued sat on the ground in shock and took a few breaths. Then, as if he remembered something, he quickly pulled up the corners of his trouser legs.

as predicted.

A shocking purple and blue scar appeared on the ankle.

Zeng Shushu couldn't help but gasped.

The same is true for Qi Hao, but he noticed the hole on the ground immediately, and after taking a closer look, he said in a deep voice:

"It should be a monster!"

"This kind of monster can hide from the ground!"

"Look, the scars on his ankles are not human handprints. Although they also have obvious bifurcations, the length, width and number are completely different."

"It's impossible for someone to have seventeen fingers?"

"A serving of fingers can be more than ten centimeters long?"

"So you don't need to panic."

"The only thing I can't be sure about is what kind of monsters these monsters are, and I don't know how to deal with these monsters that suddenly attack!"

"After all, we can't always stare at the ground, we have to observe the surroundings, and these monsters happen to hide on the ground. Whether there are some monsters around who specialize in attacking are still unknown."

Speaking of this, Qi Hao pondered slightly.

Obviously did not think of any good way.

Fa Xiang thought of a coup, and couldn't help looking at Dongfang Yuan and Lu Xueqi who was beside Dongfang Yuan, and asked in a deep voice, "I wonder if there are any friends in your sect who are good at earth and rock magic?"

"You want to consolidate the ground?"

"If the ground hardens, the monsters won't be able to come out?"

Lin Jingyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked tentatively.

Faxiang nodded immediately.

Immediately, Dongfang Yuan laughed.

"On the site of the Blood Refining Hall, to pay attention to the soil quality with the people of the Blood Refining Hall, and to pay attention to this kind of soil that has already been processed in this kind of place is really a stupid proposal that cannot be more stupid."

"What you can think of, people have already thought of it."

"Instead of being worried and cautious, it's better to see if there is anything available around, and use local materials to resolve this crisis!"

"The Blood Refining Hall pays attention to fate."

"Because the head of the Blood Refining Hall is good at observing the secrets and deducing fate, so the Blood Refining Hall naturally has these unwritten customs."

"As the saying goes, there must be antidote herbs within a hundred steps of a poisonous snake. Therefore, the Blood Refining Hall must be set up according to this rule."

After saying that, Dongfang Yuan looked around.

Immediately, under everyone's surprised eyes, he walked quickly to a tombstone, knelt down, and picked up a stack of unopened incense sticks.

After unpacking it neatly, three sticks were left, and then threw all the remaining incense sticks to Yan Hong, explaining calmly:

"This should be the herb for detoxification."

"I'm actually very happy that he didn't let the beast in. This at least prevented us from suffering huge casualties in the early stage."

"As for these little troubles, they're just appetizers."

"Don't take chances."

"Of course, it's up to you."

"It's okay not to order."

"Just be sincere."

After saying that, Dongfang Yuan flicked the incense in his hand.

The three incense sticks burned immediately.

The curling green smoke slowly rises.

The white mist around him was receding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Li Xun, Yan Hong, and all the disciples of Fenxiang Valley lit the fire without hesitation, then found a random tombstone and paid respects.

On the Qingyunmen side, they are more particular.

Lu Xueqi specially found a female immortal cultivator, burned incense and worshiped three times; the rest were carefully selected, and tried to pick some dead people whose merits outweighed their faults and worshiped.

The Faxiang of Tianyin Temple had an extremely ugly expression at the moment. He glanced at the junior brother who had just been frightened, and a look of indifference flashed in his eyes. After a cold snort, he scolded in a low voice:

"Worshiping demons with righteousness, what is the proper way?"

"My Tianyin Temple is open and upright. I have never been afraid of these rats, let alone worshiping these rats, just to avoid the attack of monsters!"

"When people live in this world, what they pay attention to is their backbone!"

Li Xun had just finished worshiping at this time, and when he heard Fa Xiang's words of reprimanding his disciples, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and asked in a strange way:

"You do have a backbone."

"But you can't stop other people from being spineless!"

"What's the use of being strong?"

"That's all for the living to see!"

"A person's death is like a lamp being extinguished. Many of the right and wrong causes and effects of life's actions will be determined after death, and the people in this world will decide."

"It's like one of the four great monks of the noble sect."

"After death, the people of the world have given a conclusion!"

"Let's take Lu Yuan, the pride of heaven."

"After death, the people of the world also gave a conclusion!"

"So, don't say too much!"

"When the time comes, I won't be able to get off the stage!"

Hearing Li Xun's sarcasm, Fa Xiang couldn't bear it any longer, and couldn't care less about the overall situation, he asked in a cold voice, "What did you say?"

Yan Hong looked sideways slightly.

Fenxianggu disciples are eager to try.

Lu Xueqi led Qi Hao and the others, and watched the sudden conflict quietly from the sidelines. Unexpectedly, a strong shock came suddenly.

The vibrating sensation doesn't last long.

After only three or four seconds, it returned to normal.

But Dongfang Yuan's expression changed significantly.

With a wave of his hand, a powerful coercion erupted.

In an instant, the two people in the quarrel shut up.

"Puzhi?"

"Lu Yuan?"

Dongfang Yuan whispered to himself.

No one could guess what the Young Valley Master of Fenxiang Valley meant at this moment, and what it meant when he chanted these two names.

All I could see was that Dongfang Yuan's complexion changed slightly.

Immediately, he looked at the people of Qing Yun Sect.

Everyone in the Qingyun Sect looked a little nervous, Lu Xueqi stood up calmly, looked at Dongfang Yuan, and asked calmly, "I wonder if Master Dongfang Shaogu has any advice?"

"There is no advice..."

Dongfang Yuan nodded slightly.

Then, a shocking sentence was thrown out.

"But I can say with certainty that Taoist Lu Yuan must be buried here!!!"

(End of this chapter)