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Chapter 242: Encountering the Barbarian King on the Sky Ghost

Under the scorching gazes of the crowd, Su Heng entered Gion and disappeared.

"This is too exaggerated. Daxuta is considered one of the strongest men in the Skull Origin, but compared with him, there is a huge gap between them. They are not on the same level at all." Someone swallowed his saliva, with amazement on his face and his heart wavering.

"Break through forcefully. The black fog surrounding Gion has been weakened." Someone else's eyes sparkled with brilliance, eager to try. "I tried just now and I was dead for sure, but that may not be the case now. I must consider this as my only chance in this life. It is my duty to restore the glory of the Skull!"

Any little bit of the teachings from the Dharma King Temple would be enough to benefit you for a lifetime.

Even if there is great danger, we cannot let everyone retreat.

"Let me try!" Finally, after a moment of silence, someone made a decision and took a step forward.

This was a secret monk from the Skull Plain, wearing a bright red monk robe and holding an iron rod in his hand. The space between his eyes was pitch black, as if they had been dug out alive.

There was a strange mist in his dark eye sockets. He was obviously a practitioner of the "Control" method, suppressing a powerful demon within his body.

"The Dragon Snake Monk of the Hundred Buddhas Temple is second only to the Secret King." An elder of the Immortal Sect recognized the origin of the red-robed monk and frowned slightly. He had mixed feelings. He was very interested in the secret treasures in Gion, but he was also worried that these inheritances would fall into the hands of the three major secret sects in the Skull Plain and bring trouble.

"Senior Brother?" On the other side, Ning Xiaoyu also looked up at He Xingyun.

"Don't be anxious, this matter is not that simple." He Xingyun shook his head slightly, his expression calm, as if he had already anticipated what would happen next.

Under the gaze of everyone, the Dragon Snake Monk was the third to step onto the steps below the Jetavana.

One step, two steps... The first few steps were smooth, and a smile appeared on the ugly face of the Dragon Snake Monk, as if the secret treasure in the Gion was within his reach. But when he stepped on the last step, something unexpected happened, the ground vibrated, and cracks spread.

Gray light gushed out from the crack like mist, and at the same time a huge attraction came.

The Dragon Snake Monk's expression suddenly changed.

The muscles in his legs squeezed and exploded like springs.

He used his haste to try to escape from this strange staircase, but it was still too slow.

The light enveloped the whole body, and the attraction coming from the crack stretched the body of the Dragon Snake Monk, and then a scream burst out.

Swish!
In full view of everyone, the body of the Dragon Snake Monk disappeared.

"Hiss..." Everyone was shocked. There were many experienced and experienced masters here. Soon someone realized what had just happened. "The earth veins are running wild, and there are fragments of the secret realm left inside the Dharma King Temple. After the black fog dissipated, this place has become even more dangerous."

"Forget it, it seems that this place is really not meant for us." Some secret monks in Skull Plain felt helpless, and finally chose to sigh and accept their fate.

"Let's leave too." He Xingyun retracted his gaze and said calmly, "Let's go somewhere else and maybe we can collect some precious medicines."

"Brother." Ning Xiaoyu followed He Xingyun, tightened her clothes, and frowned, "I always feel that the environment here is a little weird. I feel cold all over, as if something dangerous is going to happen."

"Really?" He Xingyun stopped.

Among the Wuji Sword Sect's group, several junior brothers and sisters also whispered, "I have a similar feeling."

"It seems that there is something to this rumor." He Xingyun rubbed his temple. "To be on the safe side, you should leave here quickly. It would be safer to stay with the elders outside."

"We!?" Ning Xiaoyu was surprised, her eyes widened, "What about you, brother? Aren't you coming with us?"

"There are still a few fellow apprentice brothers scattered in the Dharma King Temple. As the eldest senior brother of the Sword Sect, I cannot abandon them if there is real danger." He Xingyun reached out and touched Ning Xiaoyu's head. He also liked this lively and lovely little fellow apprentice sister very much.

"Don't worry." He Xingyun waved his hand, turned around and left, leaving them with a dashing back, "I'm very strong, nothing will happen to me."

"I..." Ning Xiaoyu always felt something was wrong.

A senior sister reached out and gently placed her hand on her shoulder, "Let's leave quickly and don't become a burden to our senior brother."

"Okay." Ning Xiaoyu had no choice but to nod and agree.

……

In Gion.

The same warning sign also flashed through Su Heng's mind.

"It seems we have to speed up." Su Heng touched his chin and said to himself, "The structure of this Dharma transmission ground seems to be a little unstable. Once the demon god revives, it is very likely that this place will be completely destroyed. That would be a pity."

He has an attribute panel that allows him to quickly practice a technique to a high level.

But the attribute panel is not omnipotent, and it also takes some time to imprint the skills on the panel.

Thinking of this...

Su Heng took a step forward and entered Gion.

Crossing the threshold, the light inside was dim.

After thousands of years, even the eternal lamp that was said to never go out has become dim, with dust and cobwebs condensing on the bronze lamp.

The only light source came from some cracks in the dome, with beams of blood-red moonlight pouring down from them, slightly dispelling the darkness. A stale, moldy smell wafted in the air, enveloping Su Heng like mist.

In the hall in front of me are rows of wooden bookshelves.

It is filled with books.

The Dharma King Temple is also a heritage of the Tantric Buddhism.

Although they are covered in Buddhist garb, they are quite cruel inside.

Su Heng approached and saw that the books on the bookshelf were all made of human skin, with a faint smell of decay emanating from them. Moreover, due to the influence of time, the human skin became fragile. Su Heng just reached out and touched it lightly, and it turned into ashes and disappeared.

"It contains some kind of scripture, it shouldn't be a specific method of cultivation."

Looking at the ancient crooked characters on it, Su Heng felt a headache. He had made some preparations before coming here and had some knowledge of the Sanskrit on the Skull Plain.

But when it comes to actually using it, there are still difficulties.

On the one hand, there are variants in the process of character evolution, and on the other hand, these characters are very old and cannot be clearly seen.

"There may be some secret methods recorded here, but they are not important. Let's find the Tathagatagarbha Sutra first. This is the most important thing on this trip." Su Heng tried to take a look at several relatively well-preserved human skin scriptures, but he gained little and chose to give up.

He walked through the bookshelves and continued to move deeper into the room.

Gion is a vast area, with rows of bookshelves outside and an open rest area deep inside.

The window outside was open, and the bloody moonlight shone in, and the dust in the air could be seen. The floor was made of wood, and there were some black marks on it, like dried blood.

It's quite empty here, with no special decorations.

There was only a copper incense burner at the end of the room, about half a person's height, filled with white incense ash.

Apart from that, there were only a few black inscriptions standing in the room, quietly bathing in the blood-red moonlight. Thousands of years had passed since the disappearance of the Dharma King Temple, and this area seemed to be frozen in amber, and nothing had changed.

Su Heng's gaze lingered on the black inscriptions for a moment, and a Buddhist sound echoed in his mind, spanning through the eternity.

"It seems that the Dharma lineage is here." Su Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

He was lucky and quickly found what he needed in the huge Dharma King Temple.

Although we encountered some troubles, they were not difficult and were easily solved. There have been no accidents along the way.

"Hmm?" Thinking of this, Su Heng seemed to suddenly realize something.

He raised his eyebrows, looked up, an interested smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked into the distance with burning intent.

The burning gaze, as if it were real, passed through the rows of ancient stone tablets in the moonlight and fell into the dark shadow at the end of Gion. There was a human figure sitting cross-legged, and the aura on his body was not obvious, like a piece of dead wood, blending into the surrounding environment.

Su Heng had just arrived here and took a quick look, but actually ignored this person. Only then did he suddenly react.

Based on this point alone, this person's strength is quite terrifying and can be described as unfathomable.

Not to mention that the outside of Gion was covered with fog, the chaotic space, and the invasion of the demon god turned it into a deadly desperate situation. When did this person come here, and how did he get here? Of course, Su Heng didn't know the answers to these questions.

But there is only one thing that can be confirmed.

His strength is extremely strong, and it is even possible that he has broken through the limits of Tiangui and reached a completely different realm.

"Interesting." Su Heng was not afraid despite the unexpected incident, and his heart remained calm.

This man is very strong, but he is even stronger and has the confidence to solve any troubles he encounters.

He coughed, and then spoke loudly. The deep voice was like a ripple on the water, distorting the moonlight, and came from afar, "Who are you, a practitioner from the Dharma King Temple?"

The black mist dissipated and the man's body shook slightly.

He was awakened by Su Heng's voice and came back to his senses from his deep state of practice.

He opened his eyes, and a hint of surprise flashed across his dark golden pupils. It seemed that, like Su Heng, he had never expected that someone could pass through the blockade and come to the depths of Gion to obtain the inheritance.

"You are..." He stood up and took a step forward.

The burly body blocked the moonlight, casting a shadow that extended all the way to Su Heng's feet.

Bronze skin, strong muscles. Long black hair like horse mane, tied up by an ancient golden hoop. His facial features are handsome, more than sculpture, with a kind of divinity. But he is not arrogant, but full of compassion and tenderness.

Su Heng's deep gaze lingered on the man for a moment, and then he laughed, "I've seen this face in a portrait, I know who you are."

"Tarihutai Solban." Su Heng's smile widened. "Or rather, it would be more appropriate to call you by another name, the Barbarian King of the Skull Plain. You are indeed as powerful as your name suggests."

(End of this chapter)