Chapter 1984 Buddha Observes Evil Ghosts

Monk Jingli felt as embarrassed as if he had been caught stealing a farmer's reed chicken. He stood there reluctantly and said to Bai Yuxia: "Well, well, well, well, well, I am the Buddha, so that's all for today's sutra."

Then he turned back in surprise: "Junior brother, are you back? Is this the Holy Hunting Mountain? I will accompany you there."

Jiang Wang, who was flying all the way, trying his best to spread his eyes and ears, actually heard the conversation between Jingli and Bai Yuxia early on. Deliberately slow down and wait until they finish talking before coming back.

At this time, he would not reveal anything, but only ordered: "Yuchan, you stay, supervise them to continue collecting clues, and take care of Yuxiu by the way. The others follow me."

Lian Yuchan smoothed the two swords filled with murderous intent and took over the handle of Jihuo Yuxiu's wheelchair.

Without saying a word, the group followed Jiang Wang and flew towards Shengshou Mountain.

Since arriving in the floating land world, Jiang Wang has been running around non-stop, almost never stopping, and even discussing matters is mostly on the road.

"Where's the woodcutter?" Xi Ming spread his steel wings behind his back and soared freely in the sky. He asked casually, his voice cold.

"Go and do other things. Shengshou Mountain doesn't need him." Jiang Wang responded.

Jingli and Jiang Wang walked side by side, Bai Yuxia secretly exerted his strength, speeded up a little, walked to the side, let his hair fly, and said in a calm tone: "Why does the boss send Lin Xian to do other things? Let Lian Yuchan see My child, you only took me to the Holy Hunting Mountain?"

His posture was extremely casual, but the raised corners of his mouth still showed his happiness.

Thinking of him, Lin Xian, and Lian Yuchan, the three of them worked together in Bai Yujing and were practitioners standing in front of the barrier between heaven and man. They were all the geniuses of the country. The boss only took him to Shengshou Mountain. Isn't this enough to explain the problem? Believe it or not, it is clear that in the heart of his boss, Bai Yuxia is the best one!

"Oh." Jiang Wang said casually, "It's too dangerous for you to stay there."

Bai Yuxia suddenly became less happy: "What danger could I be in?"

Jiang Wangdao: "I'm worried about them."

Before Bai Yuxia could get angry, he quickly said: "Okay, okay, no kidding. Have you achieved any results in your interpretation of the creation script?"

"If I can encounter danger in the Qinghuo Department, then Lian Yuchan will not be able to endure it anymore. It would be a disgrace for my boss to say anything!" Bai Yuxia said reluctantly, and then said: "We will achieve results in such a short time, let go That’s not how fireworks are set off!”

But then he changed the subject: "We actually deciphered one word."

"What word?" Jiang Wang was very interested.

"Do you still have an impression of that clay tablet that says, 'The world has dimensions, and the dimension lies in -'?"

"certainly."

"The next word is 'its'."

"It doesn't mean much." Jiang Wang, the pioneer of the Creation Divine Text and the owner of Bai Yujing Restaurant, commented on this.

Generally, what comes after the word "qi" is the key point.

"It means a lot." Xi Ming, who was flying far away, suddenly flew closer and said coldly: "You may not know much about this knowledge. The interpretation of each ancient character is swept out in the fog of history. A clear piece of the puzzle helps us eliminate a lot of fallacies and greatly facilitates the interpretation process.”

"Is that so?" Jiang Wang reluctantly accepted, and then shared with them what he had seen in the water purification department.

"As a shaman, it is understandable that Qingshui Chengyan hides some secrets inherited from the tribe. After all, it is the foundation of the clan, and it is impossible for him to completely let down his guard against us." Bai Yuxia made a calm analysis.

"There is one thing that is very interesting. I don't know if you have discovered it." Jiang Wang said: "So far, no real totem Holy Spirit has appeared in Floating Land. Looking through history, there is no record. There is some in the legend, but it is not credible. . According to the information we have about the various races in Floating Continent, there is only one Qinghuo Bamboo Book that is truly close to that realm, but Qinghuo Bamboo Book has not necessarily achieved a breakthrough."

Xi Ming said directly: "Either this world has limitations, or the method of totem practice has limitations."

"Every one of you has seen the totem practice method, and you should have practiced it. What are your thoughts?" Jiang Wang asked.

"Unless you practice to the realm of the totem spirit, refine the body, and call the spirit back to the source, how can you truly talk about the realm of the totem spirit." Xi Ming said: "We are all impossible. No one will take it as the fundamental method, but Just make firewood.”

"At that point, abandoning the body is the reason why the life span of the totem's spirit exceeds that of the gods." Bai Yuxia also said: "Not to mention that it is not limited, but judging from those illustrations, it is indeed a profound knowledge. Just because we want to understand its true meaning cannot be accomplished in three or two years, and it is impossible for these powerful people in Fulu to truly dig into their hearts and souls..."

Jingli, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said "Hey", "It's done!"

But seeing his right hand stretched out in front of him, a circular pattern slowly appeared above his palm——

In the circle is a slanted swastika with two interlaced black and white lines. There is a simple but mysterious beauty.

The three people who saw this scene were all shocked to varying degrees.

Because this is not a simple pattern, it is a totem. A totem that truly possesses power, is integrated into the extraordinary system of this world, and can be practiced.

And it was different from any existing totem they had seen collected by the royal tribe, it was a brand new totem!

Bai Yuxia didn't do this, Xi Ming didn't do it, and Jiang Wang didn't do it either.

Bai Yuxia remembered her own instructions, and her voice was a little confused: "Is this... the totem of cause and effect?"

"It should be." Jingli himself was not very clear. He stretched out his finger and poked the totem in front of him, as if he had poked a substantial object, pushing it back a few inches.

He grinned, as if he had found his favorite toy: "It should be!"

Bai Yuxia was still in confusion: "Didn't I ask you to make a shell of the cause and effect totem? Little Saint Monk, do you know what a shell is? The shell is a cover, used to fool people. It is a fake that looks very real but is useless. It is easy to make. Little Saint Monk, do you understand?"

Jingli blinked his eyes: "Is it not possible to make a real one? It's not difficult."

Ah, that makes sense. Bai Yuxia stopped talking.

Ximing had already painted the wind totem on his left forearm. At this moment, he silently operated the power of the totem and examined its nature again... Perhaps he was a little self-doubting.

Jiang Wang smiled at Jingli: "It seems that your exploration of totems has surpassed all of us. So, may I ask this little holy monk from the Hanging Temple, in your opinion, in this totem practice, is the realm of the totem holy spirit achievable?"

Jingli thought silently for a while: "I don't have an answer yet. Looking at the other shore from this shore, that realm can be imagined, but if you don't become a totem spirit and don't reach the shore, you can't see it clearly."

"Even the little holy monk who created the cause and effect totem has no answer for the time being, and even Qinghuo Zhushu, who has the name of "the strongest", has not confirmed that he has arrived." Jiang Wang said to them: "But more than a thousand years ago, the shaman Jingshui Yiyuan of the Jingshui Department tried to sublimate into a totem holy spirit seven years after he collapsed in the Holy Hunting Mountain. And his strength was not outstanding among the spirits at that time."

Bai Yuxia didn't expect that the host could get such useful information in the Jingshui Department: "You mean..."

Jiang Wang said: "He may have gained something in the Holy Hunting Mountain. That kind of gain may be something from outer space, which gave him inspiration beyond this world and saw the way forward!"

"Will the changes a thousand years ago leave any clues for us to discover?" Xi Ming asked.

"It is impossible to survive. Even if there are clues, they have been cleared by the Fulu people. We have also seen the civilization here. How can we underestimate their wisdom?" Jiang Wang said: "I am looking for traces of Ao Kui. He is now unable to lead the faith that has swept the Fulu, and is forced to be enemies with the Fulu tribes. He has few choices. This is probably the place where he brought changes to the Fulu back then. He must come here to find changes and seize opportunities."

The Holy Hunting Mountain is in the central area of ​​the entire Fulu world. The two tribes closest to this mountain are the Huntu Tribe and the Tianfeng Tribe. The former is the seventeenth of the Tu Tribe, and the latter is one of the eight tribes split from the Xuanfeng Tribe.

Although it is called "closest", they are all thousands of miles away from the Holy Hunting Mountain.

The Jingshui and Xiaolei tribes are even farther away.

Flying all the way and discussing all the way, they don't feel that the journey is long.

When the four people stopped, what appeared in front of them was more like a high platform than a mountain.

It rises high in the vast land, but is cut off in the middle of the majestic and steep road.

The mountain is still lush and green, with animals and birds singing. It is like a world of its own, a world that has not experienced the changes of the times.

Ximing folded his steel wings, landed on the relatively flat top of the mountain, half squatted down, pressed his index finger on the ground, and from his fingertips, black ants appeared out of thin air and quickly crawled out.

With his landing point as the center, the ants were like a black tide, pouring down to the entire Shengshou Mountain!

"Are these all mechanisms?" Monk Jingli looked at them curiously.

"They are all living things." Ximing said lightly: "Mechanical techniques can also make such ants, but the cost is too high, which does not conform to our concept of "saving money". This is a cultivated ant, with some special processing done, supplemented by mechanical techniques to control it."

Since Qian Jinhua became a magnate, the word that the Mohist School has considered the most is "saving money".

But the "saving money" before the Qian Jinhua era was restraint and simplicity. The "saving money" after the Qian Jinhua era is more inclined to cost control in commercial activities.

It is not untrue to say that he is the True Lord of Shang Dao.

Bai Yuxia flew his sword in the air and flew far away.

Jiang Wang opened his eyes and looked around.

Jingli took a big step and sat cross-legged in the air, clasped his hands, and closed his eyes. The Buddha's light surrounded him, and it was like water ripples.

The four divided the area into different areas and thoroughly investigated every inch of the land in Shengxu Mountain.

"Found it." Ximing's figure flashed and he had already rushed into the forest. Jiang Wang followed him.

The two of them quickly passed through the deep old forest, as agile as a bird returning to its nest, and finally landed in front of an old tree that nine people could hug.

The tree was dead, with only half of its body left, still very tall, like a house. It had long been eaten away by insects. Dense black ants were crawling in and out of the tree.

Ximing pointed his index finger at the tree trunk, and the black ants quickly recovered, almost forming a line, and crashed straight into his index finger - it seemed to connect to another space.

"The black ants have tasted a power that does not belong to this world here." Ximing said, "It's still fresh, just within the past three days."

Jiang Wang casually cut off a piece of rotten wood and slowly burned it with Samadhi True Fire: "It can only be Ao Kui. What did he do here?"

Ximing said, "He plundered the vitality of this old tree. He deliberately concealed the traces and modified it to look like a natural decay, but the impact of this old tree on the soil and the invasion of the living space of other surrounding trees are all things he cannot change."

Jiang Wang himself had also obtained the answer through Samadhi True Fire, which was consistent with Xi Ming's description. Frowning, he said: "Ao Kui has the ability to plunder the vitality of trees for his own use. But this vitality is too small for him, what is it enough for him to do?"

Xi Ming said: "If Ao Kui can recover with this, what we see here should be Bald Mountain. It means that this secret technique has limitations, and he needs to use this little vitality to do something here."

Jiang Wang asked again: "Can we trace him through these powers?"

"I'm doing."

"If I were Ao Kui, I passed by here in a hurry a thousand years ago and hid the treasure of the Heavenly Buddha. When I came back after a thousand years, the first thing I would do would definitely be to hunt for treasure. And I have already contacted the Begging for Life Tathagata Bowl and sealed off the world. But out of For some reason, I can't completely release its power - so the most important thing now is to unlock this treasure and live a hundred lives." Jiang Wang pondered: "The vitality of this tree can be like this to beggars. Is the bowl useful?”

Xi Ming injected the power swallowed by the black ants into the four machine birds, and then released them in four directions. At the same time, he analyzed: "From the perspective of the comparison of power, even if it is useful, it is at best a lure."

Jiang Wang thought thoughtfully: "What's so special about this tree?"

"The oldest tree in this mountain forest..." Xi Ming said, grasping the key: "No, the special thing is that it is the oldest existing tree on Shengshou Mountain."

The special place is Shengshou Mountain!

Jiang Wang's eyes also lit up: "It has the power of the origin of the floating land human race!"

Xi Ming continued: "Perhaps Qihuo Rusibo was blocked by the world power of the floating land world, so that Ao Kui could not use his full strength. Whether it was the intentional guidance of the floating land human race, or the instinctive rejection of the world. Well, in short, this situation has been created. And Ao Kui Dongshi Zhen has seen the fundamental problem and is solving it, so he needs to use the power of the floating land human race as a guide. "

"How to solve the blockade of the world's power when one's own strength is insufficient? Given the long heritage of Jucheng, there must be many ideas?"

"You can also ask the little holy monk. The name of Xuankong Temple is definitely not in vain. It is best for us to pool our wisdom and exhaust the paths of this dragon, and then cut them off one by one."

Just as he was talking, Jingli's voice rang out - "Junior brother, this way!"

The black ants are still crawling tirelessly across every inch of the land.

Jiang Wanghe and Xi Ming shuttled through the quiet mountain forest and quickly found Jingli's location——

He is in a deep cave.

There are ancient vines, trees, and mossy boulders outside this cave. They are hidden very deep, and he doesn’t know how to find them.

At this moment, the trees moved away from the stone, as if an ancient tomb was being dug, and the sky light swam in. The smell of old decay is still flowing out. I don’t know how many years it has been since the stone seal reappeared in the world.

When I walked in, I discovered that this cave is high and wide, extending in all directions, and its appearance is difficult to understand at a glance.

The sound of the wind shuttled through the cave in the distance, and there was the faint sound of the crow's call, which was inexplicably eerie.

The handsome and clean young monk is standing in front of the historic stone wall with his palms clasped together. A circle of Buddha's light behind his head made his shiny bald head shine, and the dark cave seemed to be illuminated by him.

Then the bloody and terrifying rock paintings in front of him seemed to become peaceful and warm.

In Jiang Wang's eyes, this scene itself is also a painting, for——

Buddha looks at evil spirits.