Peerless Taoist

On both sides of the front door of the main hall, there are tall ghost statues. One holds an iron chain and the other holds a giant axe. They look ferocious and frightening.

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

"Boy, there is the seal of the old man Fujun in the hall. If you take it, you will master a layer of hell. The ghost emperor is nominally the master of hell, but it is actually a gift from the emperor of heaven. If you completely master the ancient hell, he can't help you."

The monkey laughed: "he locked you in. It's like killing himself. I can't wait to go out and see his expression."

Lu Yu looked at the big seal on the table in the hall, but his eyes looked at the other side behind the hall.

He practiced the technique of watching Qi and was very sensitive to some special things.

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

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

The more he walked in, Lu Yu suddenly felt a palpitation.

Even in the face of the ghost emperor, Lu Yu never had this feeling.

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

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

This is completely different from the ancient hell and hell governing ghosts described in the classics.

What is more noteworthy is that a chattering monkey along the way also closed his mouth and didn't say a word.

Soon.

Lu Yu found the place.

This is the most inconspicuous corner of the whole government office.

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

Behind the monk, a faint light wheel emerged, 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 at the moment.

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

"Yes, he's dead." the monkey's voice was a little low.

"Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the flesh is not rotten. This is also Da Luo Jinxian?" Lu Yu asked.

"Not da Luo Jinxian, he is a Bodhisattva of Buddhism." in the storage bag, the monkey's tone is a little low: "however, his strength can be comparable to 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 an incarnation, but a real physical body.

In the past of ancient times, almost all the strong ancient people died, and the one in front of us is no exception.

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

"His flesh has lit the lamp of eternal life. Even if ten thousand years have passed, it can still be intact."

"This is a real priceless treasure, but I suggest you don't touch him. His burial here may be the best destination."

The monkey's tone became very melancholy.

Lu Yu asked, "who is he?"

"An innocent bald man has made a great wish. Hell is not empty and vows not to become a Buddha. However, how can hell be empty? As long as the world does not die, hell will never be empty and he will never become a Buddha."