Chapter 1987 Divine Machine Acting

When Liang Yan heard the news, his face changed slightly, and his mood gradually became heavy.

Old friends are gone!

Although these people did not have much friendship with him, in this dangerous environment, they were solid and reliable comrades who had fought side by side.

Unexpectedly, after only two years of not seeing each other, these sub-saints who were once powerful have turned into dust and completely died.

"Alas!"

Liang Yan sighed and asked again: "What about Wu Ci?"

This time it was Gui Wujiu who answered him.

"The battle was too tragic at the beginning. Beiming had countless reinforcements and had an absolute advantage in strength. We had no choice but to lead our troops to retreat separately. In the chaos, everyone lost contact. When we gathered again, we found that Wu Ci and Jisheng Demon Lord had disappeared."

"In other words, the life and death of these two people is still unknown?" Liang Yan frowned.

"That's right." Gui Wujiu nodded and said, "I asked my nephew Wuqi to widely issue the Gathering Immortals Order. The old subordinates of Nanxuan have all arrived one after another, but so far, there is no news of Jisheng Demon Lord and Wu Ci." Liang Yan felt even more depressed when he heard this. He stood there for a long time without saying anything. Seeing this, Venerable Daku chanted a Buddhist name and comforted him, "The two Taoist friends are blessed by heaven. No news may be the best news. I believe they will be able to return safely." "I hope so." Liang Yan sighed and said softly, "Where is the altar? I want to pay tribute to the dead Taoist friends." "Daoyou is thoughtful." Venerable Daku said, raised his hand and cast a spell, and saw golden light flashing around, and ripples like water waves appeared. After a while, the ripples spread, and the golden light slowly opened to both sides, revealing a passage. Liang Yan knew that the other party had opened the mountain protection ban of Luotian Mountain, so he took Wuxin with him, and the two of them passed through the magic circle barrier and came into the formation. "This is the Holy Son of Tianmo Mountain, Hu Chenyu. We met on the road, so we walked together."

"So you are the Holy Son of Tianmo Mountain. Nice to meet you."

Da Ku Venerable and Gui Wujiu both greeted her. Although Gu Tian and Bei Mingjing were not good at speaking, they also nodded in greeting.

In any case, Wuxin Ziwei Demon Star did hide the formation detection of Luotian Mountain. In addition, she was traveling with Liang Yan, so everyone was even less vigilant against her.

"The altar is set up in Qingjing Valley of Luotian Mountain. Taoist friends, follow me."

Da Ku Venerable led the way, and everyone followed, turning into escape light, speeding all the way, and soon entered the depths of Luotian Mountain.

Liang Yan was in the sky, looking down, he saw mountains and rivers rolling, various ancient Zen temples densely dotted in the mountains and forests, surrounded by green grass and blooming flowers, a vibrant picture.

"After all, it is protected by the Buddhist sect. This place is completely different from the outside world. The outside is already bloody and bloody, like purgatory, but here there are birds singing and flowers blooming. It can be regarded as one of the few pure lands." Liang Yan sighed in his heart, and after a while, he followed everyone to an empty and quiet valley. The whole valley was full of white flowers, exuding a faint fragrance, which made people feel peaceful. "This is the 'soul-calming flower', which was originally used to commemorate the predecessors of our sect. Now it is in the wind and rain, and I just hope that these deceased Taoist friends can rest in peace." Liang Yan didn't say anything after hearing this. This is just a kind of psychological comfort. Cultivators are different from mortals. When they embark on the road of cultivation, they almost give up reincarnation. Their souls are annihilated and their true spirits are forever scattered. How can they still be qualified for reincarnation? Everyone walked all the way in the valley and soon reached the end. I saw that this place was surrounded by rocks, and there were countless caves on the surrounding mountain walls. There was an oil lamp and a tablet in each cave. The Nanxuan monks who died in the war are enshrined here. No matter how high or low their cultivation level is, as long as they died on the battlefield, there is a tablet here.

Liang Yan looked around and saw dense cave entrances and dotted lights. They were ordinary people like himself who yearned for the immortal way and practiced silently. Perhaps everyone had a story of his own, but now they have all turned into dust.

"Amitabha."

The Great Bitter Venerable chanted a Buddhist name and waved his hand. The stone door on the mountain wall opened, revealing a golden lotus platform inside.

The lotus platform is divided into nine layers, and the tablets of hundreds of monks are enshrined in turn, most of whom are highly cultivated.

There are only four tablets at the top, which are written: Fan Qingzhou, the Glory of Mountains and Seas, Liu Changshou, the Immortal of Ten Thousand Beasts, Zuo Lin, the Thundering Nine Heavens, and Liang Yan, the Peerless Divine Sword

When he saw the last tablet, Liang Yan's mouth twitched, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.

Who would see his own tablet when he is still alive?

This is really far from the truth!

Gu Tian, ​​Bei Ming Jing, Da Ku Zun Zhe, and Gui Wu Jiu looked at each other and felt embarrassed.

"Fellow Daoist, please forgive me. Before this, we all thought you were buried in the Black Mountain Region. We came here as soon as we met just now, and we didn't have time to remove the tablet."

Da Ku Zun Zhe said, and gently waved his sleeves to wipe away Liang Yan's tablet and oil lamp.

"Don't blame fellow Daoist."

Liang Yan smiled slightly: "It's rare that after I'm dead, there are still people who can erect a monument for me. This is also a blessing."

After hearing this, everyone was silent.

The war between the North and the South has reached this point, and the situation is getting increasingly serious. However, the only backbone in everyone's hearts, Linghu Bai, has actually disappeared. This is undoubtedly the biggest blow to morale. If Nanxuan is defeated in the end, everyone will die without a burial place, so why bother erecting a monument?

After a while, Liang Yan said softly: "Please give me three sticks of Buddhist incense."

"Um."

Lord Da Ku nodded, waved his sleeves and robes again, and there were three more dark golden sandalwood sticks in his hand.

Liang Yan reached out to take it, lit it with real fire, and watched the green smoke curling up, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"Fellow Taoists, I can no longer drink tea and discuss Taoism with you from now on."

Liang Yan held incense and candles and bowed to the tablets of Fan Qingzhou, Liu Changshou and Zuo Lin respectively.

Among these three people, some were close to him, and some were in trouble with him, but these past events have become the dust of history.

Liang Yan bent down to salute very seriously, then approached the golden lotus platform and placed the Buddhist incense in front of the three people's spiritual tablets with his own hands.

Everyone stood there, looking at the endless stars and lights all around and the golden lotus platform in front of them, and they were all fascinated for a moment.

After a long, long time, the Great Suffering Venerable pronounced a Buddha's name and said softly: "The deceased has passed away. You must not look back. Now is the time of life and death. There must be no weakness in your heart."

"What fellow Taoist said is absolutely true."

Gui Wujiu nodded slightly at first, then turned his eyes and looked at Liang Yan again:

"Fellow Taoist, there has been no news this year. I wonder where he went? Are you clear about the current situation?"

"I was trapped underground in the Black Mountain Territory for a year. I was lucky enough to escape a few months ago. I heard about the 'Order to Gather Immortals' issued by Gui Wuqi, so I rushed here without stopping. As for the current situation, Liang still has only a partial understanding of it. , I’m about to ask fellow Taoist for advice.”

After Gui Wujiu heard this, he smiled and said, "Qingjing Valley is a quiet place. Let's change places and have a good chat."

"I think so too."

Everyone said no more, and followed the Great Ku to leave the Qingjing Valley, climbed over several mountains along the ladder, and soon came to a quiet Zen courtyard.

There is an incense burner and six futons in the courtyard. The futons surround the incense burner and form a circle.

Lord Da Ku, Gui Wu Jiu and others each chose a futon to sit down on, while Liang Yan and Wu Xin also took their seats.

After a while, Venerable Great Ku spoke first:

"Fellow Daoist Liang has been trapped underground in the Black Mountain Territory for a year. He must know very little about the war between the North and the South. Let me tell you in detail."

Next, Venerable Da Ku used his dull voice to introduce the major events that had happened over the past year to Liang Yan in detail.

These things were very similar to what Mo Wuhen said. Except for some slight differences in details, the rest were almost exactly the same.

After listening to everything, Liang Yan sighed and said: "I didn't expect that Antarctic Fairy Continent has undergone earth-shaking changes in the year I was trapped. If I guessed correctly, the nine blood patterns that suddenly appeared should be They are all located on the battlefield where the fighting was the most brutal, right?”

"good."

Gui Wujiu said with a gloomy face: "The Lord of Tiangong City has a plan a long time ago. He deliberately led the war between the north and the south, just to write these nine runes with the blood of hundreds of millions of creatures!"

"If the nine blood patterns are run at the same time, it will speed up the refining speed of the entire continent. In no more than a month, everyone will turn into blood. That's why the four saints, including Li Yuxian and Feng Wu, will choose to suppress one blood pattern each. ”

After hearing this, Liang Yan asked, "Can I still get in touch with those four saints now?"

Gui Wujiu shook his head and said: "The four great saints are located in the center of the blood pattern. Ordinary people cannot get close to them, and their consciousness cannot be transmitted, so we cannot contact them. We have to rely on ourselves. The only good news is that Tiangong City It seems that we can’t send out saints, so we still have a chance.”

Venerable Da Ku, Gui Wujiu and others also discussed the reason why Tiangong City could not send out saints, and finally came to the same conclusion as Liang Yan.

Refining the entire Antarctic continent and turning hundreds of millions of living beings into fly ash, what a huge cause and effect is this? Even a saint would not dare to bear it. After all, although a saint is immortal, he has not yet escaped the constraints of heaven, and his actions are subject to certain restrictions.

"Although the saints have not come out, Beiming's strength is still superior to us. The battle at Longhu Pass allowed us to see the hidden power of Tiangong City. Although Leader Ning has powerful magic, he is ultimately unable to defeat the four hands. He was seriously injured by the combined efforts of Dan Yangsheng, Ling Xiao and Tong Ni, and his life and death are unknown to this day."

When Gui Wujiu said this, he sighed softly and said: "Now the Beiming monks are killing people everywhere and want to speed up the refining speed of the formation. We can't just sit back and wait for death. We gathered in Luotian Mountain to discuss countermeasures."

Liang Yan thought about it and asked, "I heard on the way here that Luo Tianshan is going to hold a 'divine machine performance'. What's going on?"

"Donor Liang also knows about the 'Divine Machine Act'?"

Venerable Da Ku smiled slightly and said: "To be honest, the purpose of the 'Shenji Performance' is to select the most suitable Buddhist disciple to inherit the 'Pudu Golden Wheel' of Luotian Mountain."

After hearing this, Liang Yan knew that there must be a reason for this, so he did not interrupt and listened quietly on the futon.

Then the Venerable Great Suffering continued: "We, Luo Tianshan, have been passed down for many years and have a long history. There is a secret treasure left by the ancestor, called the 'Pudu Golden Wheel'. If you can refine it, you can greatly enhance your Buddha nature and cultivation." Because, at the same time, it can also display the Purifying Golden Light, and this Purifying Golden Light"

Having said this, he glanced at Liang Yan and said in a deep voice: "This golden light can purify the bloody evil in the continent, preventing it from breeding and spreading!"

When Liang Yan heard this, he was slightly startled at first, and then he was overjoyed.

"There is such a magical thing!"

He paused, a little worried, and then said: "Is it really possible to have such an ability? Have you fellow Taoists ever verified it?"

Gu Tian, ​​who had been silent before, now slowly said: "We have verified that the 'Pudu Golden Wheel' does have such power, but this treasure has not yet recognized its owner and can only exert ten powers. The power of one or two.

Gui Wujiu said: "So, the 'Divine Machine Performance' we are holding now is to find the most suitable owner for the Pudu Golden Wheel."

After listening to everyone's explanations, Liang Yan finally understood the meaning of the divine machine performance.

"The person who refines the Golden Wheel is the Buddha of our Luotian Mountain. He can gradually purify this continent. Although the process is arduous, there is finally a glimmer of hope. And what we have to do now is to find this destined Buddha! "Venerable Great Ku said slowly.

Liang Yan pondered for a moment and then said with a smile: "I'm afraid this Buddhist disciple has some special requirements? Otherwise, he would just choose among the four fellow Taoists. Why make such a fuss?"

"There are indeed requirements." Venerable Great Ku nodded and said: "The first two most important ones are that the bone age cannot exceed nine hundred years, and the cultivation level must be in the realm of transforming tribulations and overcoming three difficulties."

After hearing this, Liang Yan was slightly stunned.

"The bone age is no more than nine hundred years old. This is easy to understand. Many magic weapons and elixirs have such bone age requirements. But why can't it also be done by monks who have difficulty crossing the three levels?"

Venerable Da Ku sighed: "Fellow Daoist Liang, you have advanced cultivation now, and you should also know that the 'difficulties' and 'disasters' among the three disasters and nine disasters are different. The former is the struggle for luck, and the latter is the battle between heaven and earth. After the intervention, as long as the first disaster is endured, it will be connected to the way of heaven and it will no longer be possible to refine the 'Pudu Golden Wheel'."

"I see."

Liang Yan's knowledge is not low now. After just a moment's thought, he understood the meaning of Lord Da Ku's words.

At this time, Venerable Great Ku said again: "Lao Na held a magical performance and invited colleagues from all over the world. As long as he is determined to resist Bei Ming, regardless of his identity, he can become one regardless of his status, whether he is in seven mountains or twelve cities, or whether he is a casual cultivator in the mountains. Buddha, but you must pass three tests in sequence."

"It seems that many people came here because of the reputation?" Liang Yan pointed out.

Venerable Da Ku didn't understand, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, fellow Daoist Liang, I know some people fish in troubled waters, just to get the treasure wheel and improve their cultivation. It doesn't matter, as long as they can pass the three-level test I set, they must be the most suitable candidate.”

After hearing this, Liang Yan pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Everyone, Liang intercepted a letter on the way here."