Chapter 721 Into Hell
Ye Feng did not follow Zen Master Wenlu into the cave. Instead, he waited outside the cave.
Because he has already detected the location of the black wooden box that imprisoned the magic pupil of the myriad realms with his spiritual sense. It is three hundred meters away from the entrance of the cave.
"It's the obsidian wood."
Ye Feng instantly detected the material of the black wooden box.
Obsidian wood. It is a rare material in the world of cultivating immortals. But it is not very rare. Even Ye Feng has seen it several times.
In the world of cultivating immortals, many places where people place important items are isolated with obsidian wood.
There is an obsidian tree. No matter who's spiritual consciousness can penetrate and detect the scene in it, even an old monster with a cultivation base of seven or eight hundred years can't do it.
Because the obsidian wood can completely shield the consciousness.
In other words, at this moment, Ye Feng's spiritual sense couldn't detect what was inside the black wooden box, but judging from the strange aura he felt, it must be the Myriad Realms Demon Eye.
And on the surface of the box made of obsidian wood, there is still a layer of blood-stained white cloth, which looks miserable.
Although he didn't know what the blood-stained white cloth was, Ye Feng knew it. It was definitely the magic pupil of the myriad realms imprisoned in the black wooden box by these white cloths.
Otherwise, it's just obsidian wood. It can't trap anything.
Ye Feng hid his body outside the cave, and soon felt that Zen Master Wenlu took out the black wooden box and held it in his hand.
Zen Master Wenlu did not hesitate. After getting the black wooden box, he immediately walked out of the cave.
"Next. We should follow to the sea."
Ye Feng's plan went very smoothly. Although it took a month to delay, he finally waited for this moment.
Zen Master Wenlu put the black wooden box into the cassock, quietly went down the mountain, returned to the seaside, and rented a small wooden boat with the villagers of the seaside fishing village.
This time he did not rent a speedboat. Because the speedboat is not far away and there is a fuel limit.
And with Zen Master Wenlu's cultivation base, even a small wooden boat can still walk on flat ground in the vast sea.
After bringing enough water and dry food, Master Wenlu set off soon.
As usual, Ye Feng used the dragon turtle's breath-holding technique to follow him in the sea water about 500 meters behind him. He was not in a hurry. He kept a distance where he would neither lose track nor be discovered by the opponent because he was too close.
The weather at sea is unpredictable.
When we first set off, the surrounding area was still clear. But when we were more than 100 kilometers away from the sea, it immediately became violent and stormy.
The waves were churning. Zen Master Wenlu steered the small wooden boat to advance bravely in the rapids on the sea.
And Ye Feng is under the sea surface. The resistance he faces is even greater. However, with Ye Feng's cultivation base, it is completely sufficient to deal with such a situation.
Thunder and lightning.
Wind and rain.
The small wooden boat moved forward firmly.
The sea is getting colder and colder.
The sky was dark and people couldn't tell whether it was day or night. Ye Feng followed all the way. He only felt that after about four or five hours, Zen Master Wenlu suddenly let out a soft sigh.
Ye Feng was wondering. Suddenly, he heard Chan Master Lu's murmur: "Amitabha, I don't go to hell. Who goes to hell..."
scoff.
Ye Feng only felt that there was a burst of internal energy fluctuations on the small wooden boat in front of him, and then several bolts of lightning were suddenly attracted to him, and even struck on the top of Zen Master Wenlu's head.
This monk is actually triggering the thunder himself.
Ye Feng dived into the sea water, his expression changed when he saw it. What does this monk want to do.
swish.
Zen Master Wenlu's whole body started to burn. Ye Feng could even clearly detect it with his spiritual sense. Zen Master Wenlu's cassock and body were burning. Even the heavy rain couldn't extinguish the flames on his body.
Soon, Zen Master Wenlu's whole body cultivation base turned into a Buddha child. It was suppressed on the black wooden box like this. The vast Buddha's righteousness. For a while, it even covered the gloomy aura emanating from the black wooden box.
poof.
The black wooden box was pressed by the golden Buddha son. It fell into the rough sea water all of a sudden. No matter how the torrent surged, the black wooden box could not stop the trend of sinking into the bottom of the sea.
It looks like a big piece of iron being thrown into the sea.
"it turns out.."
Ye Feng was stunned as he watched from behind. Zen Master Wenlu actually triggered a thunderbolt to split himself, turning his whole body into a Buddha disciple to suppress the black wooden box and let it sink to the bottom of the sea.
"It's not too late."
Ye Feng didn't have time to take care of Zen Master Wenlu who was gradually turning into ashes on the small wooden boat. Instead, he quickly swam towards the bottom of the sea, following the black wooden box that sank into the bottom of the sea.
"This monk is so naive."
Ye Feng gritted his teeth. To Zen Master Wenlu, he undoubtedly felt that he was acting like an idiot.
Zen Master Wenlu is not the kind of real eminent monk. Even if he sacrifices himself to become a Buddha, he can only suppress the black wooden box for a while.
Ye Feng could feel that under the erosion of the dark wood box's gloomy atmosphere, the Buddha son transformed by Zen Master Wenlu was rapidly depleting its energy. If this continues, the Buddha son will run out of energy and disappear.
Although I suppressed the black wooden box for a moment. But what's the point.
"Perhaps. The master just wanted to prevent the black wooden box from drifting away in the violent ocean current, so as to sink to the bottom of the sea smoothly, so that no one else would have a chance to find out."
Ye Feng guessed in his heart. This is the only explanation.
Obsidian wood is not heavy. If it is thrown into the sea like this, it will probably float away with the waves. It will definitely not sink to the bottom of the sea.
But even so, this monk should have brought an iron block at the beginning. At this time, it is enough to tie it together and sink...
Ye Feng shook his head. He really couldn't understand Zen Master Wenlu's thoughts.
After all, this is his own choice. He has no right to interfere.
Maybe it's because Zen Master Wenlu feels that there is nothing to miss in life. And he is like this. It can be regarded as devoting himself to the last wish of Master Kuzhi.
Ye Feng didn't think much about it. The key now is to get the black wooden box.
Although this month's behavior is a bit despicable and shameless, but only by doing so can Ye Feng get what he wants, increase his strength, and win the hope of crossing the border.
He didn't want to wait a year before going to the Manghuang Realm to find Su Feiying. God knows if Su Feiying will encounter any accidents in the Manghuang Realm in such a long time.
Under the pressure of Jin Guangfozi, the black wooden box was wrapped in blood-stained white cloth and sank to the bottom of the sea.
Even in such an environment surrounded by seawater, the blood-stained white cloth has not been wet at all. It can be seen that its material is extremely special. At least Ye Feng can be sure. It is definitely not something that belongs to the earth.
Soon, Ye Feng followed and dived into the bottom of the sea. This place is already seven or eight thousand meters away from the sea surface. Although it is not the deepest trench in the world, it is no longer within the reach of ordinary people.
Facing the black wooden box, Ye Feng had a complicated mood.