"Hello masters," Wei Zhen greeted them, walked to the end and found a seat in the corner. Next to him was a young monk wearing a white monk's robe.

The monk had a handsome face and was holding this book in his hand. After Wei Zhen came over, he moved aside, moved a seat away, looked at the cat in his arms, and looked at the big cat in his arms, and said softly: "The donor is full of spirituality, and he will definitely be limitless to grow in the future."

There were too many people in the car, and they all had strong auras. The cat moved around a little uncomfortable. Wei Zhen reached out and scratched its belly and replied with a smile: "Thank you for the praise."

The young lama nodded and looked at a book made of sheepskin in his hand.

The convoy headed north, and there were endless mountains and hills on both sides of the road, without any population.

The bus was silent, and Wei Zhen was not embarrassed to break the silence, and the sky gradually became dark.

The roads are now very damaged. They are still fine during the day and cannot move forward at night. The convoy stopped in an open space and people got out of the car and raised the bonfire.

This team has hundreds of people, and it is a large caravan. The monks in the bus, like Wei Zhen, take the bus.

Wei Zhen also saw the person talking in front of him, a girl wearing a white long dress, like a fairy.

The key is that there is a slight gap between the girl's eyebrows, which looks like a scar. Although it is hard to find out, Wei Zhen knew that there was an eye in the gap, and she was actually a three-eyed tribe.

The girl was also paying attention to him, to be precise, she was paying attention to the big tabby cat in his arms, and her crystal clear eyes looked over from time to time.

Dahua noticed her gaze and grinned and made a threatening gesture.

After the young monk baked a rice ball, he handed it to Wei Zhen: "My monk Aqiu, haven't you asked the donor's name yet?"

Wei Zhen knew that these monks were definitely not ordinary people, and they were probably all physical masters. He hurriedly took it and said, "My name is Wei Zhen, where are you going, Master?"

"We received an invitation from Master Yunshan to go to Shangjing."

"Oh, that's right, let's go together."

The young monk looked at him, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and asked softly: "Master Wei, I am a little familiar with some skills of taking pictures. I think your body is not growing well, it is not formed innately, it seems to be an acquired replacement, but I don't know why?"

Wei Zhenyi was stunned. The monk had such a strong eye. He hesitated and said, "I'm not hiding it from the master. I'm an alien. I have no bones since I was a child. Later, a medical master used the bone-changing technique to replace the tiger bones."

Aqiu said oh, "But it's a little abrupt. Don't mind if you don't."

...

At night, Wei Zhen lay on the bus beside him, squinting his eyes as if he was still asleep.

All the lamas around them are strong in blood and obviously have a very high degree of evolution. The young lamas among them are even more difficult. The eyes seem to see through everything. With so many powerful people, even if they sleep in the wild, no evil beast dares to invade.

In a daze, a strange sound suddenly heard in his ears. He slowly opened his eyes. The campfire had been extinguished and was pitch black around him, but his eyes were extremely sensitive to any subtle light and had a sensitive vision like a cat.

The camp was not unusual, but the sound was still sometimes missing. Gradually, the sound became clear. Wei Zhen frowned and listened carefully. The sound seemed to be coming from the underground, up and down, like some kind of knocking sound.

The young monk lay on the ground in a strange posture, a bit like a reclining Buddha. He also heard the movement, his face became solemn, he took out a wooden fish from his arms and sat cross-legged on the ground, and tapped it with a "boom".

Although the voice was small, it seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts. Everyone in the camp woke up instantly. The middle-aged man in the team leader hurriedly pulled out the long sword behind him, glanced at the night, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

The girl in white next to him looked pale, but she insisted on calming herself: "The inner demon is here."

The monks took out wooden fish from their backpacks, sat cross-legged around Aqiu with a solemn expression, but did not knock, as if waiting for something.

A "bang" sound came from the depths of the ground again. As the sound sounded, it was like tiny ants suddenly appeared and crawling in the human heart.

Wei Zhen's face changed, something was attacking them with his strange sonic power.

"Dong."

Aqiu also began to knock on the wooden fish in his hand. The sound of the wooden fish was crisp and pleasant, just opposite to the dull wooden fish sound underground, and the numbness and itch in everyone's hearts was slightly reduced.

At this time, the sound of wooden fish underground suddenly began to ring continuously. The sound was not coherent, sometimes for a long time and sometimes stopped. Everyone was attracted to their minds. Gradually, they felt their heartbeat and pulsation were also pulled by the sound, and they became paused. When they were rapid, they felt that their blood seemed to break through the cerebral blood vessels, and when they were slow, they felt that their heads were suffocated.

Everyone noticed something was wrong, but their bodies were completely out of control and could not even move for a moment. They couldn't help but sweat.

Aqiu tried hard to knock on the wooden fish, but his crisp sound of the wooden fish was completely submerged under the dull wooden fish sound underground. He could not make any sound. The other monks around him were even more unbearable. His face was covered with sweat, and he could not even knock on the wooden fish.

After a while, the dull wooden fish sound began to coherent again, becoming soothing and long, as if when I was back in my baby, my mother hummed a lullaby in her ear. Everyone couldn't help but smile and closed their eyes heavily.

In an instant, everyone except the monks in the field fell asleep. If no one woke them up, they would fall asleep forever.

"Sound" is also called vibration. Any matter or life is in vibration all the time, including thinking and consciousness.

The so-called sound channel is actually to interrupt or guide this vibration with one means, and it has both physical and spiritual functions. It is a powerful means to kill people invisibly.

After a while, even the Buddhist ascetic monks who focused on the growth of their minds and will could not bear it and fell asleep one by one. Only monk Aqiu was still struggling to support them in the venue.

"Rumbling."

Just when he was about to be unable to hold on, a series of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky. The thunder seemed to contain a powerful will to suppress everything, and everything in the world would surrender.

The sound of the wooden fish was immediately disrupted and became less coherent. However, no matter how deafening the thunder was, it was never overwhelmed. Instead, it wanted to correct it several times, but was always interrupted by the deafening thunder at critical moments.

The two voices actually fell into a brief stalemate.

The people in the camp really experienced a journey of thunder and thunder exploded in their ears. Every time they were about to wake up, they were hypnotized by the sound of wooden fish that followed.

After a while, a muffled groan came from the ground: "Who dares to ruin my big deal!"

The hard ground showed a circle of ripples like water waves. A young monk with equally beautiful eyes leaned out. He looked at the dark clouds condensed in the sky in a little shocked and suspicious manner.

Thunder did not occur naturally, but was manipulated by humans, and the other party was also good at the method of sound against the enemy. What was even more terrifying was that although he had cultivated the supreme secret art of Buddhism, the soul-suppressing Thunder sound to the peak, he could not compete with Thunder. It was the manifestation of the will of heaven and earth.

The dark clouds spread quietly, gradually completely obscuring the already bleak moonlight.

Although he didn't see anyone, for some reason, he suddenly felt panic, and if he didn't leave, he would be in danger of death!

He drilled into the ground, and the soil kept avoiding it, and then quickly closed after entering.

The young monk Aqiu opened his eyes and looked at the sky in surprise. He threw the wooden fish in his hand to the ground. A trace of green light gathered on the wooden fish. The wooden fish immediately grew dense roots and penetrated directly into the ground. The earth shook violently for a while before calming down.

Aqiu looked at the sleeping people around him, breathed a long sigh of relief, bowed to the sky and said, "Thank you for your help, can you show up and see me?"

After a long time, there was no response. The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated and the moonlight spread to the earth again.

Everyone woke up one after another, as if they were exhausted, and it was extremely difficult to move for a while.

Wei Zhen woke up with a split headache. He first glanced at Dahua, who was still asleep beside him, and then asked Aqiu: "Master, what happened just now?"

Aqiu said in a deep voice: "We have been attacked by the "demon". If we were not rescued by the master, we would probably be in danger."

Looking back on the terrifying wooden fish sound just now, Wei Zhen not only shivered, but if he had a head-on confrontation, he could even die. However, if he was hit by this strange method, he would probably sleep until he died without knowing it.

"What is a demon? It's even more terrifying than a hungry ghost?"

Aqiu thought for a while and said, "Although the two are different, they also have different paths. They are both life in the world of nothingness, good at invading consciousness and occupying people's hearts. My Buddhist sect calls it the Asura path!"

He then added: "Buddhism often says that demons are born from the heart. People have thousands of appearances, which contain the appearance of demons."

Wei Zhen's face was confused. Didn't he say that he came from the dark world? Why did he have something to do with people's hearts again?

Aqiu's eyes emitted a faint golden light. Just as I was about to explain, a gentle female saint inserted in: "Everyone once had a strange or troublesome idea. It suddenly broke into his mind for no reason, such as the urge to jump down when standing on a high place, the urge to jump down when holding a child or a pet, what would happen if he was thrown to the ground, or the scene of his own death, etc. This is an evil thought. When a trace of evil thoughts continue to accumulate, the demon is born!

The world of nothingness in the underworld is a projection of the material world in the world, and the living organisms there naturally come from our thoughts and are the manifestation of our subconscious mind!”
Chapter completed!