Peerless Daoist

On both sides of the front door of the main hall stand tall statues of evil spirits. One of them holds a chain, the other holds a huge axe. His face is ferocious and frightening.

In the spacious hall, there are all kinds of instruments of torture, which makes it full of gloomy atmosphere.

"Boy, there is the seal of the old man Fu Jun in the hall. Take it, and you will be in control of a hell. The ghost emperor is the master of hell in name, but it is also bestowed by the emperor of heaven. If you master the ancient hell completely, he can't help you. "

The monkey laughs: "he shut you in, it's a suicide. I can't wait to go out and have a look at his face."

Lu Yu looks at the seal on the table of the main hall, but looks at the other side behind the main hall.

He practiced the skill of looking out Qi, and he was very sensitive to some special things.

"Go to the back." Lu Yu refused the monkey's suggestion and walked towards the backyard.

Along the way, there were scattered prisons and empty houses everywhere.

The further he went, Lu Yu suddenly felt a palpitation.

Even in the face of the ghost emperor, Lu Yu has never had such a feeling.

"Is there a strong man hiding in it?" Lu Yu murmured.

There are countless ghosts in this hell, but not even a ghost official.

This is totally different from the scene of hell in ancient times, where the hell governs ghosts.

What is more noteworthy is that a chattering monkey all the way, now also closed his mouth, did not say a word.

Soon.

Lu Yu found the place.

This is the most inconspicuous corner of the whole office.

There is a stone pavilion here. Under the pavilion sits a monk. He sits with his eyes closed, like a stone carving, motionless.

Behind the monks, there is a halo looming out, emitting the light of holiness and compassion.

At the moment of seeing the monk, Lu Yu felt calm in his heart, as if all his troubles were gone.

"He's dead?" Lu Yu raised his eyebrows. He could not feel the monk's breath.

"Yes, he's dead." The monkey's voice is a little low.

"Ten thousand years later, the flesh is not rotten. Is this also the great Luo Jinxian?" Lu Yu asked.

"Not Daluo Jinxian, he is the Bodhisattva of Buddhism." In the storage bag, the monkey's tone was a little low: "however, his strength has been comparable to that of Da Luo Jinxian."

Lu Yu stepped forward and stopped within 50 meters in front of the monk.

This is a real ancient strongman.

Unlike the ghost emperor, he is not the incarnation, but the real body.

In the past, almost all the ancient strong men died, and this one is no exception.

However, even if the other party has died, Lu Yu can still feel the exuberant Qi and blood in the other party's body, like a dormant real dragon, surging.

"His body has already lit the lamp of eternal life. Even in the past ten thousand years, it can still be intact."

"It's a real priceless treasure, but I suggest you don't touch him. It's probably the best place for him to be buried here. "

The monkey's tone became very melancholy.

"Who is he?" Lu Yu asked

"An innocent bald man has made a great wish that he will not become a Buddha if hell is not empty. But how could hell be empty? As long as the world does not die, hell will never be empty, and he will never become a Buddha. "

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