Chapter 557: Attracting "Foreign Demons"

The white fog was so thick that the sight was not far away. One could only vaguely see a figure walking back and forth.

Suddenly, Duan Rui seemed to have returned to Jiangdong. In late autumn last year, Changchuan was often shrouded in such fog. The breath was refreshing and the river was gurgling, which was a unique flavor.

A figure walked in the fog, wearing a crimson dress and a dark cloak. She was quiet and beautiful, with the gentle and beautiful aura of Jiangdong, as if she had just landed from a black-sailed boat, or had just returned home after picking lotus seeds. It was indescribably beautiful.

"Sister Yuan Jing!" Duan Rui was surprised and happy.

He and Feng Yuanjing had originally agreed to go boating on the lake today, but seeing that the fog was so heavy, he was worried that she would not come. Who knew that she still kept her promise!

He took a step forward and wanted to meet him, but suddenly his shoulders tightened, and he was pulled by someone.

Duan Rui turned back angrily, his pupils were dark, with a cruel and fierce look, but what he saw was Wang Siyuan's beautiful face like a woman. He pointed around calmly: "Look at them."

At this time, Duan Rui didn't know where he was. He looked around subconsciously and saw a series of figures. They were men and women, monks and Taoists. Their eyes were confused, as if they were stagnant, walking back and forth like sleepwalking. The exposed skin was rotten a lot, and the bones were visible. The breath was full of the vicissitudes of time, and it seemed that it would continue like this until it was completely turned into ashes.

This horrifying scene woke Duan Rui up. He was not in Changchuan, Jiangdong, but in the "Demon Land"!

Looking at the front again, the white fog solidified, and there was no figure of Feng Yuanjing!

The "Turtle Book" on Wang Siyuan's head rotated, and the black and white dots were prominent, interpreting the number of Dayan, and the incarnation escaped.

The invisible and colorless light fell, covering Wang Siyuan, the old man with white hair and no pupils, the middle-aged man in wide robes and sleeves, and Duan Rui, moving with them.

Duan Rui never lost his "purity" again, and saw the illusion. After walking for a while, they walked out of the white fog, and saw a string of Buddhist beads floating in the depths of the white fog, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, colorful, without the slightest sense of purity.

"Buddha treasure!" Duan Rui's eyes were full of black light, full of greed.

Wang Siyuan coughed violently several times, as if he couldn't bear it: "We are using the power of Luoshu to deceive the world. Don't move the things in the eye of the formation, otherwise it will cause a series of changes, which is very unfavorable."

Don't do everything!

Duan Rui took a deep breath, turned around and followed with a little regret and reluctance.

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After climbing the first level of the mountain, Meng Qi took a short rest, prepared to interrupt and return at any time, and climbed to the second level along the mountain path.

There should have been red fog here, but it has dissipated now, leaving only a little bit of it in the unventilated places surrounded by rocks.

Wearing the boots that came with his "Qingyuan Taoist robe", Meng Qi walked forward slowly.

He seemed to see a rock with the words "So that's it", and then he suddenly realized that "Karma" was truly mastered. After returning to his own world, he killed the Thunder God with a single blow. With the help of Yunhe Zhenren and Xianji, he obtained the general outline of the Tathagata Palm. After years of enlightenment, he finally mastered a unique palm technique that no one has mastered since the Middle Ages.

One palm covers the world, and I am the only one in the world!

Meng Qi frowned as he felt happy. This was very similar to the illusion he had when he realized "Falling into the Red Dust". Wait, will Xiao Zi come to him and give him a report, and Xiao Sang will flatter him?

The subsequent conjectures did not appear, which made Meng Qi feel alienated all the time. He could not "get into the play" at all, let alone sink into the mortal world. It was even worse than the last illusion. How could he deal with himself who had already been in the exterior scene and had just become the "immortal primordial phase"?

Unconsciously, Meng Qi climbed the second level of the mountain and saw a broken glass lamp.

"The thing at the center of the formation is broken again?" Meng Qi was slightly surprised.

However, this strange place has existed for many years, and it is not too strange that the things at the center of the formation are damaged.

He stopped and recalled the experience of the first and second levels of the mountain. He thought to himself, "The second level formation is obviously 'falling into the red dust'. From this point of view, isn't the first level just breaking the purity?"

"The biggest obsession in my heart is that Ananda's ghost is still lingering, and then it involves many ancient powers, fighting poison with poison..."

Thinking of this, Meng Qi subconsciously looked at the fifth level, only to see that it was dark and gloomy, and sometimes there were bright stars passing by:

"Could it be that there is a formation arranged with the meaning of 'sticking to cause and effect'? My opportunity?"

He retracted his gaze, calmed his mind, and didn't aim too high. He turned to look at the third level.

There was black air in front of him, and the clouds were so deep that it was unknown. On the fourth level, a red lotus condensed with flames bloomed.

"A formation to attract external demons? A formation to accumulate karma?" Meng Qi frowned slightly, and figured out something. "If I had not been able to control the evil demon in my heart before and let 'him' become a little 'independent', then the first and second levels of 'breaking purity' and 'falling into the red dust' would have given him 'nutrients' to grow and develop."

"Then, the 'external demon' attracted by 'attracting external demons' may be the real 'self', evenly matched and difficult to defeat, but the more they fight, the more they split, and they will definitely die!"

"Perhaps because of this, the fourth form 'attracting external demons' was arranged before the third form 'accumulating karma'."

After adjusting his breathing and adapting to this place, Meng Qi walked into the swirling black air with a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand.

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Duan Rui glanced at the glass lamp that was burning with a green flame like thousands of lights, turned his head with difficulty, and his anger grew.

Suddenly, he found that the rotation of the tortoise shell stopped, and the colorless and invisible light disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Duan Rui asked without thinking. Whether it was the original Duan Rui or the evil demon Duan Rui, they were still young and vigorous, not mature enough, which formed a sharp contrast with the silence of the pupilless old man and the middle-aged man in wide robes next to him.

Wang Siyuan kept pinching the knuckles of the index, middle and ring fingers with his right thumb, and said calmly: "The 'evil demon' in front can't be passed by hiding it."

"Evil demon, is there a real evil demon here?" Duan Rui said in surprise.

Wang Siyuan smiled slightly: "Dharma attained the fruit of Bodhisattva and touched the future Buddha fruit. He was the first person after the Middle Ages, but in his later years, a big demon suddenly jumped out and fought with him. The pure land was broken and it was finally eliminated. Tell me, where did this big demon come from?"

Duan Rui was speechless, and he felt that the black air in front of him was full of extreme danger!

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Meng Qiyin felt a little bit in the nine netherworld when he was immersed in the black air.

He had just taken seven steps when the darkness in front of him parted and a man stepped out slowly. He was wearing a gray patchwork robe, with his hands clasped together, no hair on his head, no beard on his face, and an ancient face.

This monk did not have the intention of decaying, but his expression was distorted, his eyes were dark, and he pushed out a palm towards Meng Qi!

This palm was slow, accompanied by a banging sound, as if the mountain in front of the palm collapsed, the river flowed backwards, and even the void was vaguely distorted, trapping Meng Qi in it!

Except for the power and the dark gold, there was no other magic!

"The Powerful Vajra Palm!" Meng Qi was slightly surprised, but he didn't think it was.

If it was the real Powerful Vajra Palm, with the power displayed by this foreign demon monk, there should be a Vajra image floating behind him, and Buddha's light shining!

Meng Qi did not dare to neglect it, and directly slashed vertically with a knife, simple and clear, and purple lightning condensed at the tip of the knife.

Boom!

With a thunderclap, spring arrived, purple lightning exploded, illuminating the sky, blending with the explosion of the long sword itself, splitting the black fog and breaking the ground, with extremely amazing destructive power.

Accompanied by thunder, the purple lightning long sword slashed the golden flesh palm.

Bang!

Visible shock waves gushed out from the intersection in all directions, sweeping everything.

Meng Qi's right hand trembled slightly, and the foreign demon monk took a step back, his body lit up with dark gold.

Taking advantage of the situation, Meng Qi fired his swords and knives continuously, sometimes thundering hell, sometimes shining sun, sometimes winter thunder, and sometimes birthday of the void, without a break, one move faster than another, one move stronger than another, with continuous rumbling sounds.

Within the radius, purple thunder spread across the sky, baring its fangs and claws, the dazzling sun was almost formed, and the rays of light were thousands of rays!

The outer demon monk's body was shining with dark gold, his acupoints were opened, and he clapped his palms continuously. Each palm was accompanied by the sound of thunder, but it failed to trigger the strange phenomenon outside his body. Every time he was hit by a knife or a sword, the gold color dimmed a little.

When the battle was fierce, the outer demon monk was forced to the edge of a cliff. Meng Qi shouted and slashed eight times in the air. A purple thunder dragon took shape, connected to the end of the last knife, and fell like a wheel.

The thunder shook the sky!

Boom!

Amid the sound, purple lightning shone brightly, and the outer demon monk was stunned on the spot.

Then, he split into two pieces, and purple thunder burst out from the wound, and then his whole body collapsed, turned into black gas, and merged into the surrounding area.

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The black gas emptied, condensed into clouds, and swirled around, and under their rotating core stood a monk.

His face had a bit of the flavor of the Southern Wilderness. He wore a string of dark Buddhist beads around his neck, a gray robe, straw sandals, his eyes were closed, his expression was ferocious, and his appearance was extremely distorted.

Duan Rui saw that Wang Siyuan, Wang Dezhong, and Wang Bingning were facing a formidable enemy, and he immediately became interested in this black-air-transformed foreign demon monk.

He looked carefully and suddenly found that the monk's appearance was a little familiar, and was very similar to the Arhat he worshipped in his family back then.

"Dharma!" He cried out.

After looking at the other party's ferocious expression, his voice became low:

"Evil Dharma!"

The gray-robed monk showed an evil smile, picked up a flower in his right hand, and gently flicked it out.

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After Meng Qi split the foreign demon phantom, he was ready to speed up and leave here. If it weren't for the ban on flying high near the mountain, he wanted to fly directly to the fifth floor.

At this moment, his footsteps stopped, his pupils contracted, and a figure was reflected!

This is an elegant middle-aged man with black hair without a single speck of white, handsome features, and a kind of demonic charm.

He wore a wide robe, a wooden hairpin on his head, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked elegant and carefree. He was looking up at the sky, as if thinking about the ultimate meaning of life and seeking the root of the Tao.

What shocked Meng Qi was not the appearance of this figure. It was not surprising that any "foreign demon" appeared here, but the fact that this extremely charming man was stepping on a glass lamp with his right foot, and then he exerted a little force, and the lamp broke.

This is exactly the same as the current situation of the object in the second layer of the array!

"Did he break the two arrays of "Falling in the Red Dust" and "Breaking the Pureness"? The breath and scene were recorded by the "Sticky Foreign Demon" array, and interpreted as an "foreign demon"? "

"But since someone came in, why didn't the true meaning outside the door get lost?"

Meng Qi held the handle of the sword tightly, suppressed the thoughts in his mind, and did not dare to be negligent!