Chapter 1242 Ancient Stone Temple

In the dark and quiet room, as his thoughts turned, Meng Qi's surroundings became deeper and deeper, like a night sky without moon and stars.

He had quietly operated the Wuji and Daoyi seals, obscuring the secrets of heaven and cause and effect, and a shadow that was difficult for the outside world to detect appeared on the side, which was the shrunken Huangquan skeleton, with hideous bone thorns and blood-yellow mist.

At this time, Meng Qi split his mind and flew out a chaotic light, which fell into the skeleton, allowing it to grow flesh and hair, and turned into an old man in a brocade robe. His hair was black, only his temples were gray, and his facial features were unusually ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that the depths of the black eyes hide the white of vitality, and the white is planted with the dead and cold black, and the black also hides the previous white. This cycle, layer by layer, has no source, making people addicted and difficult to pull out.

As soon as the figure appeared, it immediately disappeared into the deep darkness of the quiet room, and disappeared.

Since he wanted to deceive the world by "openly repairing the plank road and secretly crossing Chencang", he had to do it as if it were real. He helped the master to improve the Pure Land in public, but he couldn't be idle in secret. He had to do things related to the underworld in a very secret way. He just happened to use the Huangquan skeleton and the secret passage provided by Senior Brother Qi to sneak into the Nine Netherworld and investigate the whereabouts of Huangquan's reincarnation. He collected more secrets of the origin of life and death and prepared for future explorations with the Emperor of Fengdu, so as not to be tricked by him. In the eyes of outsiders, pursuing the whereabouts of Huangquan's reincarnation was obviously intended for the underworld, which was another cover-up of his actual purpose.

In this way, the great masters who always paid attention to and doubted him would say "As expected", "As expected", "Su Meng was really repairing the plank road and secretly crossing Chencang" after they found clues with difficulty.

At this point, they would ignore the "small fight" of the master, and other strong men who had never doubted and paid attention to him from the beginning would not focus on this logical matter.

As for the big shots on the other side, if there is Qingdi or even Yuanshi Tianzun covering up, there should be a good chance of hiding it.

As the Huangquan skeleton that held part of Meng Qi's consciousness disappeared, the quiet room completely returned to silence, like the peace of the world at the beginning.

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The plain is vast and boundless. At a glance, there is no edge around. It feels ancient and desolate. The ground is dark red, as if it has been infected by the flesh and blood accumulated over tens of millions of years, rippling with obvious bloody hideousness and bloodthirsty cruelty.

A black sun is quietly suspended in the sky, waving a gloomy and scorching light, making this place dim even in the daytime as if it is dusk.

This is the fifth level of Jiuyou.

Two figures swept across the wasteland, dragging a strong bloody light, as if they were chasing something. Because of the long years of fighting here, gullies, swamps and dark rivers can be seen from time to time, which is quite suitable for hiding.

"Damn, I got thrown away." A thick and hoarse voice sounded, and the two escape lights stopped.

The speaker was an ugly, tall, muscular man with only fur wrapped around his waist. His skin was bronze and almost black, and there seemed to be strange patterns hidden in his veins. His eyes were full of murderous intent and anger, and he held a dark and red long knife in his hand.

"Xulun, the Yellow Spring is ahead. There is no Yinzhou at this time. It is far from the bridge between the two worlds. He must not be able to cross the river. Most likely he is hiding nearby." The other person was a woman with a graceful figure and beautiful appearance, holding a sawtooth double sword.

The ugly man looked forward with angry eyes, and saw a long blood-yellow river rolling by. The sound of ghosts crying and souls weeping could be heard faintly. Even if the black sun was in the sky, it could not cover up the chill.

They were the strong men of the Asura clan here. They had just fought a battle with the nearby hundred-armed evil demons, killing corpses everywhere, and there were broken arms and limbs everywhere, but some important people took advantage of the chaos to escape.

The two, their eyes red with killing desire, refused to let go and chased all the way until they reached the Yellow Spring River.

"Yes, without the Yin Boat and the Two Worlds Bridge, even the ancestor could not cross the Yellow Spring. I don't think he has the ability." Xu Lun gritted his teeth and said.

The Yellow Spring and the former Dark Sea are the foreign objects in the front row of Jiuyou, symbolizing death and a ray of life, so it is impossible to fly over it. It can only be passed by the ten "Two Worlds Bridges" that have existed since its birth. There is one on each level of Jiuyou, and the tenth is mysterious and ethereal. Only a few evil gods and demons have seen it, and no one knows where it leads.

In addition, only the Yin Boat made of special materials can float on the Yellow Spring River. The rest will sink when they encounter water. This water is extraordinary. If the Immortal falls into it and is washed away, he will also sink, forgetting all past memories and becoming a water ghost that can never be freed.

Even if they have special skills, magical powers or treasures to protect themselves from being affected for a short period of time, the countless fallen souls in Huangquan will entangle and drag them until they die together.

After Xulun finished speaking, he suddenly sighed: "Bran, you are indeed better than me. You can slightly overcome the influence of your bloodthirsty nature and make rational judgments."

The Asura clan was born to fight and grow up to kill. This is their nature. Their fate is destined and they enjoy it. They are no different from the evil gods, evil demons, evil ghosts, and evil spirits that are scattered throughout the Nine Netherworld. Of course, their killing will please the Nine Netherworld and get "rewards" for promotion. As their strength increases and reaches a certain limit, they will become rational and can barely overcome their nature. Only in this way can they continue to grow, but the influence of their nature will always exist. Even if they reach the level of the Great Free Son of Heaven and the evil god Huangquan, they cannot completely get rid of it unless they become a strong man of the level of the Demon Lord and the Heavenly Killing Taoist. At that time, what they are fighting for is the road.

Bran smiled bitterly and said, "It's not much better than you..."

She and Xulun became good friends because after they had reason, they were often confused by the loss of control of their instincts and wanted to get rid of this fateful tragedy. Unlike other people of the same race, reason was for better fighting and killing.

The two fell into a brief silence, and the light escaped again, searching for the gullies and valleys from here to the Yellow Spring River. Soon, the sound of the rushing river could be heard clearly, and the blue-gray towering and simple stone temple on the shore came into the eyes of the two Asuras.

Every time they saw this magnificent and simple stone temple, Xulun and Bran would spontaneously feel a wild but peaceful feeling, as if they had experienced the world and seen through desire.

There are many such blue-gray stone temples, some on the Yellow Spring River in other layers, some on the side of the ruins of the Nether Sea, and so on. It is said that they are ancient things that have existed since the opening of the Nine Netherworld. There are also rumors that they were built later to seal some terrifying existences. Xulun and Bran were born less than three generations ago, so naturally there is no way to verify it.

"Will he hide in the temple?" Bran said subconsciously.

The wildness and tranquility of the blue-gray stone temple conflicts with the nature of the evil gods and demons. Once they get close, they will feel very uncomfortable. If they can't destroy it, they would have razed it to the ground long ago. Hiding in it is a good idea.

Sulun took the dark knife and strode out. He walked to the front of the blue-gray stone temple in two steps and said casually: "Search and it will be clear."

The stone temple is simple and has no plaque. In the Zen hall, a faceless Buddha is carved with blood-black stones commonly seen in the Nine Netherworlds. The whole body is like blood, which is unspeakably weird, but it obviously exudes a sense of peace and harmony. The wooden fish, green lamp, and cushion are also made of stone.

In front of the faceless Buddha, there is a figure standing with his hands behind his back, wearing a dark red robe soaked in blood, with loose hair and pale skin.

He has ordinary facial features and his eyes seem to contain magnetic meaning. With a light glance, Sulun and Bran are like being bewitched and can't help but walk over.

"The pus and blood under his feet feels very familiar. It seems to be the hundred-armed demon we are chasing..." Bran glanced at the pool of blood and yellow water, thinking in a quite sober state.

The man in the dark red robe had a hint of red light in his hands, and said in a low voice:

"Have you seen anyone like this person in this period of time?"

A figure naturally appeared in Bran and Xulun's mind, with a black robe, a delicate face, one eye completely black, and one completely white, which was extremely strange.

Xulun wanted to answer from the bottom of his heart, and said honestly: "I have seen him. He entered this temple first, and then appeared nearby from time to time. After a few days, there was no trace."

The man in the dark red robe nodded slightly, as if talking to himself:

"Did Huang Quan's reincarnation really disappear nearby in the end?"

"Yes, Huang Quan's reincarnation disappeared here." A voice that seemed old and young came from outside the temple.

Bran and Xurun turned their heads suddenly, only to find that a figure had appeared at the door. He looked like an old man, wearing a brocade robe, with black hair and gray temples. The rest was ordinary, except for his eyes, which seemed to contain layers of black and white vortexes.

The man in the dark red robe narrowed his eyes: "Who are you? Do you also want to track down the whereabouts of Huangquan's reincarnation?"

With his current strength, he is considered a well-known person in Jiuyou. There are only about a hundred or eighty people who claim to be so, but he has no impression of this old man with gray hair and evil appearance.

Is he a visitor from the outside world, or a secret incarnation of someone?

The old man with gray hair walked in with his hands behind his back, smiling slightly:

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is where I am."

While speaking, his eyes were always on the blood-black faceless Buddha. He slowly walked past Xulun and Bran, passed the man in the dark red robe, stopped in front of the incense table, looked up at the face of the Buddha without facial features, and said with emotion:

"If my feeling is correct, this must be the work of Lingshan Buddha."

"Buddha?" The man in the dark red robe turned back in shock, and then looked at the faceless Buddha.

At this time, the old man in the brocade robe flicked his fingers and lit the stone green lamp.

With a whoosh, the whole room was filled with light, illuminating every corner. The man in the dark red robe couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands, fearing that he would be illuminated. Xulun and Bran even closed their eyes tightly, staring and retreating several steps.

This old man is Meng Qi's Huangquan incarnation. He has been in the Nine Netherworld for quite some time. He has been following the place where Huangquan's reincarnation first appeared all the way to here. This is the third blue-gray stone temple he has encountered!

Originally I planned to write three chapters today and save one chapter for tomorrow, because I had to start driving lessons again after failing the second subject for a long time, but I got stuck in the afternoon. . The first update tomorrow will be at 12:30 noon, and the second update will be in the early morning.