Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 423 The Hundred-Mile Buddhist Corridor, Immobilization Spell
"Good heavens, the spiritual energy is more than twice as concentrated..."

Liu Sheng took a deep breath; even without looking at the panel, he could feel the rich spiritual energy floating in the air.

This must be the true secret realm of Shuiyue Nunnery.

When Du Bingyan arrived, he immediately took action and restored the Dragon-Slaying Stone to its original state.

In this way, apart from the runes on the outer door, the rest of the parts remain unchanged and are difficult to detect.

"These Water Moon Spirit Sands have absorbed abundant water essence and moonlight, and can emit their own light..."

Du Bingyan led the way, pointing to the translucent, glowing crystals above and explaining them to Liu Sheng in a low voice.

These crystalline sands are the same glittering, star-like pebbles that were found around the previous lake.

It is a unique feature of this site.

The secret passage before us is deep and secluded, winding underground, rising and falling, its destination unknown.

The shimmering water-like sand inlaid in the dome reflects the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, Sangharama, and Bhikkhus carved on both sides, creating an ever-changing, luminous effect.

If this secret passage can truly lead to the interior of Shuiyue Nunnery, then it is at least over a hundred miles long. On the walls on both sides of the passage, there are almost several statues for every step, so the total number is probably no less than a million!
Moreover, each statue has a different expression and posture, but...

They were all destroyed and smashed to pieces, some missing limbs, some headless, leaving only partial remains, which is regrettable.

The air was thick with a demonic aura, yet faintly, there seemed to be chanting of Buddhist hymns, calming the mind and spirit.

Demons and chanting have strangely merged together in this hundred-mile-long Buddhist corridor.

(Similar to this, but the statues were all damaged.)
The further you go, the stronger the spiritual energy in the air becomes, and the more astonishing the spiritual energy acquisition values ​​displayed on the panel become.

It started in the teens, then moved to the twenties, the thirties, and finally the forties before stabilizing and ceasing to grow.

The entire secret passage was shrouded in a dense Buddhist power, making it impossible to use spells to speed things up. Even Liu Sheng's "Earth Element" talent was greatly affected, as if he were in a quagmire.

It's actually faster to walk up the steps.

"Just how much hatred could drive someone to destroy a million Buddha statues? Something terrible must have happened..."

Du Bingyan, preoccupied with thoughts of her sect and filled with worry, walked away in silence, gradually losing interest in speaking.

The two hurried on their way, and for a while, only the rustling sound of their footsteps could be heard in the secret passage.

After an unknown amount of time, the view suddenly opened up, revealing an underground palace.

The Buddha statue, offering table, incense burner, prayer cushions, and everything else were all overturned on the ground.

The Guanyin statue, which was several tens of feet tall, was smashed to pieces and scattered all around, with half of its face in a corner, looking strange.

The dome and walls of the underground palace were inlaid with spirit stones, emitting wisps of mist, but these were imprisoned by a magic array and could not seep out.

This caused the concentration of spiritual energy within the palace to reach a level almost like condensation.

A faint, pungent smell of blood mingled with the scent.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the golden jars that are overturned on the two lotus platforms displayed in the center of the underground palace.

These two golden jars are about five or six feet tall. The jars are engraved with Buddhist mantras, the lids are inlaid with seven treasures, and the tops of the jars are adorned with three Buddha statues representing the past, present, and future, making them extremely luxurious.

"This is a meditation urn, also called a monk's coffin. It is an item needed for the burial of a highly accomplished Buddhist monk after his death..."

Du Bingyan gave a brief introduction, her expression extremely solemn:

"Some patriarchs, in order to safely pass through the period of spiritual depletion, feigned death and sat in a vat, filling it with spiritual stones, elixirs, and other spiritual items..."

It turns out that those old Deng who lived for hundreds of years faked their deaths to avoid calamity, thus surviving for hundreds of years and living to this day.

No wonder spirit stones are so sought after, and are even used as a standard to measure the strength of a power.

Liu Sheng thought to himself, and was about to step forward to check when he saw Du Bingyan's expression suddenly change, and she exclaimed in surprise:
"How is this possible? Who did this?!"

A thought struck him, and he quickly stepped forward. He saw that a large hole had been torn open on the back of the jar, from which a large amount of spirit stones had leaked out, covering the ground. The stones condensed into mist and dew, forming a shallow puddle on the ground.

Within the damaged cylinder, two thin, shriveled figures could still be vaguely seen—

A mummified corpse!

They were the two founders of the sect who faked their deaths and sat in the vat, as mentioned by Du Bingyan!
During the previous spiritual tide, their cultivation had already reached the profound level.

Originally intended as the foundation of the Shuiyue Nunnery, the vat in the ruins was used to suppress the flow of fortune.

His body was withered and emaciated, draped in a luxurious cassock, his head smashed open, a bloody mess.

Because the underground palace was rich in spiritual energy, the corpse did not decompose or become ugly; it remained in the state it was in when it died, and even the blood that flowed out had not yet dried.

They must have been awakened from their apparent death, and before they could fully recover their strength, they were shot in the head and killed on the spot.

Behind the golden vat were five or six nun corpses, their faces mature, wearing cassocks, their faces full of fear, all with their chests and abdomens pierced through, dying cleanly and swiftly.

It seems that they were completely powerless to fight back when facing the murderer.

"Sect Leader Jinglan, Martial Uncle Jingxin, Martial Uncle Jingyu..."

Du Bingyan then came to her senses, recognized the identities of the corpses, and her face was filled with grief.

These nuns were none other than the abbess, elders, and other high-ranking members of Shuiyue Nunnery.

Now, however, they died helplessly in the sect's forbidden area. Even the two awakened patriarchs had their heads smashed and died tragically on the spot, a scene that was chilling.

Liu Sheng pursed his lips, looked around the scene, and tried to reconstruct the general situation of that day—

Shuiyue Nunnery encountered a formidable enemy, and the sect leader and elders were no match for them. They then tried to summon the patriarch from the forbidden area, but the enemy followed them in.

In the end, not only did he himself suffer a calamity, but even the ancestor who had just been awakened was killed on the spot, one by one.

Then the enemy occupied the forbidden area, especially this underground palace, as their lair, probably because it contained a large number of spirit stones, ensuring a high concentration of spiritual energy...

It's that mysterious demon that possessed Abbess Jingyue!

Liu Sheng felt a chill run down his spine and subconsciously looked around, but found nothing and gained nothing. His scalp tingled, and the thought of retreating arose in his mind.

That demon's strength is probably even greater than Old Du's; he simply can't defeat it!

Now that we've actually barged into someone else's lair, aren't we just courting death?
It would be best to leave as soon as possible while they are dealing with the various forces outside Yuntai Mountain and have no time to attend to this place.

If they leave too late and are discovered by the demon, they might end up like the nuns of Shuiyue Nunnery.

"...The sect leader and the others died so tragically."

At this moment, Du Bingyan raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears, looking utterly pitiful.

Liu Sheng glanced at her, about to speak, when a chill ran down his spine, his hair stood on end, and goosebumps rose all over his body—

A deathly gray aura suddenly appeared between her eyebrows!

not good!

Liu Sheng was terrified. He moved swiftly and appeared beside her, grabbing her arm and using his talent "Earth Spirit" to sink into the ground.

These secret passages and underground palaces are filled with Buddhist power; walking through them is like being in a quagmire, making it difficult to move an inch.

But Liu Sheng only wanted to protect himself and avoid disaster, so he couldn't care less about anything else and hid underground first.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Just as his ankle sank into the ground, a soft shout rang in his ears:
"Certainly!"

Suddenly, he was unable to move.

(End of this chapter)