Reference 3152 Avenue Induction, Mysterious Voice

Yang Xuanzang suddenly clasped his hands together and sat up cross-legged on the spot. His burly body turned into pure white, exuding a holy radiance.

The old man was horrified, the brilliance gave him a kind of ultimate beauty, which made him yearn for it, and he couldn't help but beating his heart, thinking to himself: "What kind of supernatural power is this?"

Yang Xuanzang's hands kept forming seals. It was the Wuji Mantra modified by Van Gogh, and soon a white and transparent lotus flower appeared in front of him, slowly blooming like a world, beautiful and magnificent.

As soon as the lotus appeared, the surrounding space became quiet and gentle. The old man looked dull, and even the hostility and restlessness in his body were gradually resolved under the light.

"Understanding the Dao!"

The old man's face was full of shock, he was wondering whether he should run away, but at this moment he completely forgot about his situation, sat down cross-legged opposite Yang Xuanzang, bathed in the clear radiance of the Dao, and entered a state of sedation.

Yang Xuanzang understood what kind of state it was when he heard the old man talk about the scene of filling the sky pot. When he was in Kunxu, he also entered into the lotus of the mother of creation and saw Fanyi after being connected with Dao. of.

Sure enough, not long after, when the spiritual consciousness gradually merged into the surroundings, and constantly felt the origin of the world, it seemed to touch some hard existence.

Yang Xuanzang thought: "Is this the body of the jar? It does feel a bit like a jar." His consciousness spread along the hard existence, and after a while, he found that the hardness is not a whole, but has On the border, the consciousness disperses directly from the border.

Yang Xuanzang was taken aback, and thought to himself: "Could it be a broken pot?"

But this idea was ruled out in an instant. If the jar was broken, it would be impossible to trap these God-eating Gu, and it should have been taken away by Van Gogh long ago.

He got rid of distracting thoughts and continued to sense the surroundings. After the consciousness spread, he entered the boundless perception again.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart again, as if he touched something flowing, but it was neither liquid nor gas. The indescribable feeling was only a vague, half-real, half-illusory feeling, which he couldn't fathom.

It's just that as soon as he touches this thing, he feels indescribably comfortable, as if it directly affects the present moment from a distant place, making him refreshed, with a sense of bliss.

Suddenly, a cold and stern voice came from that thing, with a little disdain, it directly turned into an invisible sound wave, blasted into Yang Xuanzang's consciousness, and exploded!

"Who is it? Hmph, it's a bit of a skill to have a spiritual sense here, but this is not where you came from, get out!"

Facing the sudden change, Yang Xuanzang was caught off guard. He only felt that his five senses and six senses were going to explode. He felt a sharp pain all over his body, and he came out of that state. His face was as white as paper. After he groaned, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The old man also convulsed suddenly, opened his eyes, and asked in shock, "My lord, what's wrong?"

Yang Xuanzang stared at him, with two murderous looks in his eyes, and said in a cold voice, "There are still people in this jar, why didn't you remind me?"

The old man was so stared at by him, he regretted not taking advantage of the opportunity to escape, and said submissively: "I don't understand what your lord is talking about, there are many people from my family in this jar, your lord knows it. "

Yang Xuanzang snorted: "I'm not talking about the God Devouring Gu, do you really not know or are you pretending?" He immediately spoke out his spiritual sense.

The old man was stunned for a long time, before he took a deep breath, and said with great respect: "Your Excellency is truly an immortal genius. I have practiced in this jar for countless years, and I have only sensed the body of the jar a few times. Your Excellency is only in meditation. Immediately, I sensed that my lord's innate supernatural powers are far beyond my comprehension."

Yang Xuanzang said: "Stop flattering, and get to the point!"

The old man said bitterly: "To be honest, my lord, even those few inductions are just lucky enough to touch the barrier of the jar body, and I have never touched anything that is only vague, let alone the sound coming from inside. .”

Yang Xuanzang was suspicious, and stared at him for a while before he was sure that he was not lying. Immediately, he frowned and meditated, and muttered to himself: "It's weird, who could it be?"

The old man asked: "Could it be a weapon spirit?"

Yang Xuanzang said: "I also thought it might be the spirit of the weapon, but it doesn't look like it. The spirit of the weapon can wander anywhere in this void, coming and going without a trace. Our current situation will also be under the perception of the spirit of the weapon. But that person doesn't seem to be like that." He asked in amazement: "Does this jar have a weapon spirit?"

The old man said: "I don't know, there is no record of this, and I have never encountered it."

Yang Xuanzang nodded and said: "That's right, the possibility of a treasure like this being born on the contrary is extremely low, but once a weapon spirit appears, it will be an extremely terrifying existence." Is there another space outside the world?"

The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Yang Xuanzang's face darkened, and he snorted, "I don't know this, I don't know that, what's the use of keeping you?"

The old man was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, he hurriedly stepped back a dozen steps, raised his defense to the extreme, and said in a trembling voice: "My lord, I really don't know!"

Yang Xuanzang waved his hand and said: "Let's trust you once, don't be nervous, as long as you are honest and don't play any tricks, you will be fine."

The old man hurriedly said: "Thank you, sir."

Yang Xuanzang looked at him, with a strange smile on his lips, and he said, "I'm going to enter that place again, this time not only will I pass my consciousness, but I will also share a part of my three souls and seven souls. It is extremely dangerous to do so. Yes, I want you to protect me."

The old man was stunned. A person who is usually trusted by Dharma protectors, the other party actually chose him? Do you have no choice, or are you too arrogant, just so sure that you won't play dirty tricks?

The old man's thoughts turned, but with a respectful expression on his face, he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, my lord, as long as I am still alive in this jar, no one will hurt my lord."

Yang Xuanzang shook his head and said, "I recognize your strength, but not your loyalty."

The old man hurriedly said: "My lord has the grace of not killing me, and I will never dare to betray my lord."

Yang Xuanzang sneered and said, "Compared to your loyalty, I believe in my curse seal more."

"Curse seal?" The old man's pupils enlarged instantly, and he was frightened. He saw Yang Xuanzang raised his hand, and all kinds of strange runes began to change in the palm of his hand. Several colors were intertwined together, complicated and inexplicable. He said in horror: "My lord Don't!" Hastily made a tactic with both hands, ready to fight.

Yang Xuanzang stared at him coldly, and said: "The only chance to survive is this time, do you really want to attack me? Do you live obediently, or resist and die? You are a smart person, so make your own choice. "

The old man's lips trembled and he was speechless, but after a little hesitation, he put down the seal in his hand and said bitterly: "I choose to obey you."