fifth form

Chapter 3747 Artificial Stone Chamber

"Ascension from the Netherworld, mastering Yin and Yang, nurturing all things!"

Zhenyuan Shenjun was the oldest among them and had also come into contact with ancient characters in the Heavenly Court.

After some examination, the two exchanged a glance and had a vague idea in their minds.

"Is it that person?" Zhenyuan Divine Lord asked doubtfully.

"Ascension...can one ascend to sainthood only through the death of the physical body?" Zhang Xuezhou asked with the same doubt. "Or is this an opponent she captured, and thus immersed in this place?"

It's not hard to guess who owns the stone chamber. Even if the inscription inside the chamber doesn't mention Houtu Niangniang, there are only two cultivators who could have been involved in this matter.

Hongjun Daoist's Daoist temple is in Zixiao Palace, while Houtu Niangniang's Daoist temple has always been hidden and difficult to find.

Both Zhang Xuezhou and Zhenyuan Shenjun suspected that this was the Taoist temple of Houtu Niangniang.

"The Purple Cloud Palace is located in the eye of the North Sea. Could it be that when Hongjun Daoist ascended to heaven, he stuffed his physical body into the eye of the sea?"

Zhang Xuezhou had never witnessed ascension and was unsure whether the physical body could transcend dimensions.

If the physical body cannot transcend dimensions, it is understandable that cultivators leave behind remnants of their bodies.

If the physical body can transcend dimensions, then this skeleton has nothing to do with the Goddess Houtu.

"I've heard that in ancient times there were cultivators skilled at raising corpse treasures, using corpses as incarnations to drive their magical power and accomplish things that require long-term dedication," Buddha's disciple interjected. "This might be a corpse treasure!"

“This skeleton looks very evil. It may have sucked the blood and flesh of Daoist Ran Deng before. The Buddhist disciple is skilled in fire magic. Why not burn it to ashes to prevent this place from being filled with evil energy!”

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't easily persuade Zhenyuan Shenjun, but he didn't hesitate at all to persuade the Buddha's disciple.

Firstly, the Buddha's disciple's body was tempered and he was not afraid of attacks; secondly, the opponent's Prajna Heart Sutra had cultivated the True Fire of the Sun, which was extremely effective against evil spirits.

If the Buddha's disciple's abilities are insufficient, Zhang Xuezhou felt he could still deliver a finishing blow with the Southern Bright Fire.

However, after repeated observations, he found no trace of a vengeful spirit on the demon bone, so he had no choice but to let the Buddha's disciple test the waters first.

"Thus have I heard: All things have their own dharma!"

The Buddha's disciple did not hesitate. After all, he had almost lost his soul while soaking in the spring water, and the Taoist Burning Lamp had not yet recovered. The Buddha's disciple indeed had great feelings about this evil pool and wished he could burn all the evil things away.

If Zhang Xuezhou and the others hadn't opened the stone chamber, preventing him from usurping the throne, the Buddha's disciple would have already grabbed the remains and burned them.

He strode forward and reached out to grab the demon bone.

In the blink of an eye, the Buddha's disciple felt the flesh and blood in his hands being absorbed by the corpse, which caused his body to shine with golden light, and the true fire of the sun, driven by the Heart Sutra, was instantly drawn up.

"I have entered the Realm of True Self and guided my body's circulation to be in harmony. You have been unable to absorb my flesh and blood for many days. How can you possibly do anything to me now!"

The True Fire of the Sun is the highest level of Yang Fire, with the highest temperature among all heavenly fires, and its pure combustion is extremely violent.

When the Buddha's disciple in the Realm of Selflessness burns Tianjiu, he can only char the opponent's body; when the Buddha's disciple in the Realm of True Self burns Tianjiu to ashes, he can burn it to ashes.

The Buddha's disciple did not doubt that he had failed in his attempt. What made him wary was that this evil pool was gradually making his mind stagnate, and he also remained cautious about the corpses.

Like a wax figure being burned, the demon bone in his hand melted rapidly and continuously turned into white ash that fell down.

"It's a black lotus!"

Only after the body was almost completely burned did a black lotus flower, the size of a wine glass, emerge from the bones.

Zhenyuan Shenjun couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, finding the strange object left after the demon's body was burned somewhat unexpected.

"Another lotus flower?"

Zhang Xuezhou was also somewhat surprised, feeling that he had recently encountered a lotus flower calamity. He was still carrying the Investiture of the Gods, which contained the story of Nezha, who had once been in the form of a lotus flower; the story of Houtu Niangniang, who descended to the mortal realm with a lotus flower beside her; the story of the Thousand-Petaled Golden Lotus in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool; and now, another lotus flower had appeared.

The lotus flower in the palm of the Buddha's disciple has clearly transcended the material state, resembling a divine soul.

Zhang Xuezhou instinctively held a Nanming Fire in his palm as a precaution, but before they could examine it, the two saw the black lotus in the Buddha's palm, like the lingering sunset, turn into specks of black light in his palm and then disappear completely.

"Where did Lotus go?" asked Zhenyuan Shenjun.

What is this lotus flower?

The Buddha's disciple glared at the black lotus that had vanished from his palm, then looked at the ashes of the corpse, realizing he might have gotten himself into trouble.

He saw the black lotus disappear, yet he also felt that the lotus still existed, and even 'targeted' him.

After asking a question urgently, Zhenyuan Shenjun remained silent, unable to understand, while Zhang Xuezhou pondered and compared the answers repeatedly.

He had seen this kind of pure energy before; one was the power of the laws of the Spider God Liao Meng, and the other was the world origin of Tiger Feather, but Zhang Xuezhou found it difficult to determine which one the Black Lotus was.

But no matter which one it was, Zhang Xuezhou felt that none of them were good.

The former is difficult to use and can only be used as a countermeasure, like the Wind and Thunder Blade weakening Tiger Feather, and its actual effect is unknown. The latter belongs to other cultivators, and the possibility of seizing the opportunity is low, and it will inevitably lead to pursuit and trouble.

“Perhaps it’s a derivative of the Seven Treasures Thousand-Petaled Golden Lotus,” Zhang Xuezhou said. “It could also be the inner core left behind by this demon bone!”

Zhang Xuezhou did not directly mention his own guess, but instead offered two possibilities that were close to reality.

“The Seven-Treasure Thousand-Petaled Golden Lotus could indeed become a demon,” said the Buddha’s disciple. “Such a scourge cannot be allowed to remain; only by destroying its true form can it be completely eradicated!”

The Buddha's disciple had a solemn expression.

He looked at Zhang Xuezhou and Zhenyuan Shenjun, wanting to go out and check the situation, but fearing that the two leaders would notice and target him.

At this moment, he only hoped that the leader of the cult and others would discover the anomaly outside and then come here to check the situation.

The other party will inevitably clash with Zhang Xuezhou and his group. If he suddenly attacks, he may be able to subdue them instantly and thus gain the upper hand in the Western Religion.

Never before had he so desperately hoped that the poisoned spring water would flow into the Eight Treasures Merit Pool as quickly as he did now, or cause a blockage that would disrupt the water flow and attract people to come and investigate.

Very few people from the Western Sect can pass through this area of ​​Bifeng. Only the Buddha's disciples and the Guide of the Sect, or perhaps those under the Guide of the Sect's protection, are able to pass through. It is extremely difficult to add other people, and in such a place, it is very likely to result in a situation of fighting alone.

"There may be ancient blood sacrifice inscriptions left here. If we can follow this path to dissolve the stone layers and guide the destruction, this evil pool will be much harder to harm people in the future!"

The Buddha's disciple had some ulterior motives. He actively participated in exploring the stone chamber and found some ways to delay the time. He even hoped that the two of them would keep turning into fossils so as to open up a passage to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Zhang Xuezhou and Zhenyuan Shenjun did not delay, and the two of them simultaneously cast spells to investigate.

Without needing any explanation from Buddha or his disciples, Zhang Xuezhou and Zhenyuan Shenjun were also interested in excavating the sites of these ancient cultivators.

The enemy was trapped in a stone chamber more than ten feet deep, protected by the Bifeng Cave, which was a natural fortress.

This area may not have been like this back then; it was only after the entire area was transformed that it developed into such a unique environment.

Through continuous destruction, the two also unearthed three more stone chambers, which were symmetrically laid out with the stone chamber where the demon bones had been soaked, and hidden passageways with spring water began to appear.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that digging hundreds of feet to reach the Eight Treasures Merit Pool would be quite difficult. If there were traces of human planning here, the difficulty of digging through from underground would be greatly reduced.

He was preparing to endure the next few days when he heard a series of dull sounds coming from outside, as if a hammer was striking wood.

"Someone's coming!"

This made him tense, and he quickly stopped the spell he was casting.

Zhenyuan Shenjun raised his eyelids and also turned to hide behind the stone chamber, while another Buddha disciple quickly prostrated himself on the ground.