Chapter 666: Deep in the Void
Xie Que exhaled a long and heavy breath, his heart becoming more and more profound about the difficulty of enlightenment.
The divine elephant's prison-suppressing power in front of him, this technique has been integrated into several complete avenues, and it is definitely not something that ordinary people can see in its entirety.
If one day, I can truly cultivate this martial arts to its peak,
I am afraid that even if he is not a Dao Lord, his strength can be comparable to that of a Dao Lord.
Faced with the difficulty shown in Guan Qi's tone and expression, Xie Que stopped talking.
Because he knows very well that after reaching such a state, the importance of understanding has surpassed talent.
Moreover, personal understanding and luck are the key to everything, and it is difficult for external forces to interfere.
So Xie Que changed the topic: "Do you have any latest clues or news about the eighteen coffins of the Buddha Emperor?"
Hearing this, Guan Qi nodded quickly.
He had already prepared for a rainy day and dispatched capable men.
Traveling through the void, sparing no effort to search for any clues that may be related to the Buddha Emperor's coffin.
At this moment, he respectfully replied: "I tell you, Buddha, according to the results of the investigation by my men, I know that the eighteen coffins should have fallen into the depths of the void."
When Xie Que heard this, his eyes couldn't help but a flash of light, and the corner of his mouth raised a meaningful arc:
"Deep in the void... It's such a familiar yet unfamiliar word."
He had not heard these four words for a long time, but this did not mean that Xie Que did not know where the depths of the void were pointing.
The so-called depths of the void actually point to the lower levels of the ruin world.
Deeper in the void, there are many wrecks left after the destruction of the world.
They are like the dust after the fallen stars, floating quietly in this forgotten realm.
And here is the so-called depth of void.
And most of the creatures in it have been destroyed along with the world.
But there are also some creatures who choose to be eroded by void energy in order to survive.
And after they surrendered to the void, the reason why they continue to exist is
It becomes a part of pulling more worlds into this endless abyss and making them part of the void.
In the past, it was these forces originating from the depths of the void,
With indescribable power, it invaded the Xiaobei Sea World and many other worlds.
"We're in some trouble." Xie Que whispered to himself,
He tapped his fingers lightly on the quaint wooden table, constantly thinking about how to deal with it.
After all, deep in the void, it is a terrifying place that even many heavenly kings regard as forbidden land.
No pure life that has not been contaminated by the void has ever dared to step into it.
Because of this, the Maha Realm’s understanding of the depths of the void is limited to some ancient legends and sporadic records.
After careful consideration, Xie Que made a bold decision.
He decided to send an incarnation of himself into the forbidden land.
The depths of the void are full of dangers, and are also where the laws of the void are most intense.
Even Tianjun may fall into it.
More importantly, in this land twisted by the void,
There was no void creature that could be completely loyal to him and help him bring back the coffin in which he was buried.
Those void beings whose world was destroyed and polluted are suspicious in nature, and they generally will not serve outsiders easily.
In their eyes, whether it is the prosperous worlds or the numerous living beings,
They are all just waves that are about to disappear in the long river of time, and will eventually sink into the boundless void.
Become a member of their huge tribe.
This knowledge of the end of all things makes the void creatures disdain everything.
"I cannot step into the depths of the void rashly..." Xie Que's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate layers of void, looking directly into the unknown and distant depths,
"According to rumors, they will not accept wanderers in the void and those born void creatures, considering them to be impure heretics."
Xie Que thought: "Only the living beings in the world who have been swallowed by the void are the targets they will accept."
"If I want to enter the depths of the void, I must first find a suitable entry point, an identity that allows me to enter the void smoothly without arousing the alertness of those void creatures."
"so……"
"We still need to destroy the Mingguang Realm first and make this world completely become a part of the void."
"In this way, I can not only obtain a 'pass' to enter the depths of the void, but I can also use it as a springboard to penetrate the blood sea incarnation into the depths of the void."
…
The vast world of Mingguang Realm is actually made up of hundreds of fragments of the Earthly Immortal Realm.
And, it was much more than that.
When the war broke out between the Buddha Realm and the Earthly Immortal Realm in the past, some of the fragments of the Buddha Realm that were cut off were accidentally integrated into the Mingguang Realm.
But this is just like everything in the world is interdependent,
The difference between the two realms of heaven is like two rivers running parallel to each other.
It stirred up waves in this intersection of the Mingguang Realm.
This difference between the laws of heaven and earth has led to violent conflicts in the laws of heaven and earth in certain areas, leaving indelible traces on this land.
In these areas, the intelligence is chaotic and the energy is extremely violent.
Even those who have advanced cultivation and have reached the realm of Yang Shen Zhenjun will find it difficult to stay in it for a long time.
Otherwise, you may suffer the backlash of the laws of heaven and earth, leading to confusion, obsession, and an irreversible situation.
Therefore, this special area is called the "Two Realm Mountains" in awe by the monks in the Mingguang Realm.
It is not only a geographical dividing line, but also a place where the two worlds of heaven meet and merge.
The scene here reminded Xie Que of the world of Yingzhou in the past.
It also experienced the fusion and collision of heaven and earth,
However, the power of Yingzhou Tiandao is more powerful, almost completely suppressing the power of Huangtian integrated into it, forming a one-sided situation.
The Mingguang Realm is completely different. The heavenly laws of the two worlds are evenly matched and restrain each other, jointly shaping the wonder of the mountains of the two realms.
The two mountain ranges stretch for 180,000 miles, winding like a giant dragon.
Its reputation has long been well-known among the monks in the Mingguang Realm, and it is regarded as a forbidden place full of opportunities and hidden dangers.
Within the mountain range, the laws of the two realms are intertwined and conflicting, and the charm of Tao is revealed.
For monks who pursue the avenue and long for breakthroughs, this is undoubtedly a rare holy place for enlightenment.
And because of the rich spiritual energy, there are also a lot of treasures produced here, and treasures of heaven and earth are often born.
Therefore, even if the risks are high, there are always countless monks going forward, just to find that glimmer of opportunity in this forbidden land.
And not far away from the outside of the Liangjie Mountains, there is a "Buddhist and Taoist City".
The establishment of this city not only provided a place for rest and supplies for those monks who ventured into the mountains, but also became a paradise for low-level monks to seek a livelihood.
Here, they mainly serve high-level monks and maintain the prosperity and stability of this city all year round.
Yang San is an ordinary low-level monk in this Buddhist city.
His grandfather built a fish pond outside the city and used ancestral secrets to cultivate spiritual fish.
Thanks to the rich spiritual energy nourishment near the Two Realms Mountains,
The spiritual fish raised by Yang San are not only delicious in texture, but also contain rich spiritual energy.
For monks, it is a rare delicacy and monastic qualification.
Therefore, the supply of his spiritual fish always exceeds the demand in the market, and the price has also risen, bringing him considerable income.
It’s just that Yang San accidentally got addicted to gambling a few years ago.
The fortune that was originally relatively rich quickly shrank due to the tumbling of gambling tables, and was almost squandered.
But Yang San is very clear-headed. The fish pond is not only his source of livelihood, but also his foundation.
As long as the fish pond is still there, no matter how heavy the gambling debt is, there is still a glimmer of hope to gradually pay off the debt.
To him, the fish pond was like the lifeblood of a monk, a bottom line that he could never give up easily. Once the fish pond is mortgaged, he may really fall into the control of those "predecessors" monks.
He was sent to the danger-ridden Two Realms Mountains to engage in the mining work of a life of near death.
Although there are many spiritual mines in the Two Realms Mountains,
But the spiritual intelligence there was so violent that it was definitely not something a Four Realm monk like him could bear.
Even if occasionally a monk is caught mining, within half a year,
The inability to resist the chaotic spiritual energy will also lead to meridians being disordered, and eventually the soul will become possessed and end miserably.
Yang San knew this very well, so he always stuck to the lifeline of the fish pond.
Today, after closing the stall, Yang San originally planned to go home directly.
However, I couldn't stand the nudges from a few friends.
He was finally persuaded and entered a private club.
I want to try my hand at it and add a touch of color to my life.
At first, Yang San did feel that he was lucky.
After a few strikes, he actually won back thousands of spiritual stones.
These spiritual stones are enough to be worth what he earns from selling spiritual fish for three to five years.
This made him feel an indescribable joy and pride.
However, gambling is like a strong drug;
It's exciting when you first taste it, but it's often followed by unpredictable consequences and endless regrets.
It is precisely because of this that Yang San became more courageous after tasting the sweetness of victory for the first time.
After drinking a few cups of fragrant tea, my head felt slightly dizzy, and my vigilance and rationality were also weakened.
He started playing more and more.
Just when Yang San was immersed in the dream of victory, the dazzled Yang San mistakenly used the fish pond as his final bargaining chip.
That is to put the fish pond passed down by my father on the gambling table and price it at 20,000 spiritual stones.
If he wins, this will be enough for him to buy a Yangshen Pill, but it may also make him bankrupt.
As all gamblers suddenly realize after losing everything,
Only after Yang San lost the fish pond did he look back and realize that this was a complete scam.
But at this time, it was too late. In the guild hall, several high-level real monks watching the scene,
Their cultivation level is far beyond Yang San's reach, even if he is unwilling to do so in his heart,
He had no choice but to bite his fingers, press the bloody fingerprints, and complete the procedures for transferring the ownership of the fish pond.
When Yang San staggered out of the door of the club, he suddenly felt that his legs were weak, as if all his strength had been drained away, and he could hardly stand.
As the night wind blew, his mind, which was originally confused due to gambling, became extremely clear-headed.
He looked at the vast night, feeling an unprecedented despair and helplessness in his heart:
"What should I do...sigh..."
Deep down in his heart, Yang San felt a little bit lucky that he was not completely lost at the gambling table and did not lose himself as well.
Otherwise, he might have been escorted in a convoy heading to Liangjie Mountain at this moment, facing a near-death mining fate.
Whenever he thought of this possibility, Yang San couldn't help but feel scared and shivers down his spine.
He shook his head, trying to clear the disturbing thoughts from his mind.
He knew that the most important thing now was to face reality and find a way out as soon as possible.
Losing the fish pond was undoubtedly a major blow to his financial prospects.
But life must go on, and he must find a new livelihood.
Taking advantage of the cover of night, Yang San quietly sneaked back to the fish pond.
Beside the fish pond, the three closely connected wooden houses still stood quietly.
Yang San knew that he had to get back what belonged to him as soon as possible without being discovered.
Although there are not many belongings in the room, they are a vital life-saving straw for him now.
He approached the cabin cautiously, afraid of making any noise.
Once discovered, not only will you lose your last bit of property,
It is more likely that he will be treated as a thief and sent to the Two Realms Mountains.
But the fish pond tonight made Yang San feel a little weird.
"Um?"
Yang San suddenly raised his head, looking through the night to the bright moon hanging high in the sky.
Under the moonlight, the surrounding light seemed to have a strange crimson color.
Inside the fish pond, the scene was even more horrifying.
A thin layer of mist, as if condensed from blood, floats gently on the water,
It formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding silver light, which seemed particularly shocking.
Yang San felt an unspeakable fear in his heart. He wanted to suppress his curiosity.
Pack up your things in the wooden house as soon as possible and leave this place of right and wrong,
But his feet seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and they involuntarily moved towards the fish pond.
He secretly thought to himself, what is the cause of this strange blood-red color?
Is it true that someone is practicing some kind of taboo magic skill here, so that this fish pond is dyed with an ominous color?
When he thought of this, Yang San's heart beat violently involuntarily, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.
The rules in the Buddhist and Taoist city are strict, which is why a young monk like him can survive.
As for the demonic monks, there is no doubt that everyone in the entire Mingguang Realm is shouting about them.
If I could report someone practicing magic here, I would most likely receive a generous reward.
That bonus might be enough to get him back on his feet, and even afford him the ability to contract a new fish pond.
As soon as this thought came out, Yang San's heart suddenly started beating loudly.
As he approached the fish pond step by step, the rich and strangely fragrant smell of blood became stronger.
It seemed as if it could penetrate the night and penetrate directly into the depths of his soul.
This smell not only frightened him, but also inexplicably aroused curiosity and greed in his heart.
He sniffed lightly, feeling an indescribable excitement in his heart.
"It seems...it is God who will not kill me..."
Yang San murmured to himself, his heart pounding in his chest like a war drum.
He squatted down, his hands trembling slightly, but still firmly reaching for the blood-like scarlet liquid in the fish pond.
However, just when he was about to touch the liquid, something unexpected happened!
But he never thought that the blood-like liquid would explode instantly and turn into a human form.
Yang San had no time to escape, and the fear in his heart caused him to immediately kneel to the ground and kowtow:
"Grandpa, have mercy on me! Grandpa, have mercy on me. I offended grandpa because of my blindness. Please leave me a way to survive..." (End of Chapter)