.
"Wait, did I forget something?"
The shocking wisdom reminds Yan Shu, but the thought of using his brain has just arisen, and he is cut off by Yan Shu's heart sword!
The eyeless yellow dragon moves around and shuttles through the underground. Sometimes it shakes its head and tail and flies in the underground river. Sometimes it hides in mesons and walks through the earth and rocks. The flying changes in it are really unimaginable. When they are small, they are invisible to the naked eye.
The underground river can regain its shape of a thousand-foot long dragon.
Especially the layer of mucus on the body surface, no matter what kind of substance sticks to it, it will slip away when the yellow dragon twists it.
It is the power of moving and shuttling in the void, blocked by numerous space obstacles and formations, and it still slides away when it falls on Huang Long. It is still like this. No matter how Huang Long changes, the net will always follow closely.
It gets bigger and smaller at the same time.
Finally, Huanglong rushed into a wide underground river of 100 feet, and suddenly appeared in its original form. The huge body was composed of rings of flesh, but if you look closely, you can see that there are tiny bristles on each flesh ring.
These bristles are firmly pierced into the void. Whenever a ghost captures the void, Huanglong can use the force of thin air to slide away using the mucus on the body surface.
This mucus is extremely strange and is called ambergris.
Even if a mortal gets a trace of it, it can slide into any place without being harmed.
In the past, a mortal accidentally got a drop of ambergris, slipped out of his clothes, slid all the way to the floor, and finally slid dozens of feet into the ground along a small gap in the floor of the house that was no more than a fingertip.
He was trapped in it for hundreds of years before he was accidentally dug out, and his story was recorded in "Stories of Weirdness".
Earth dragons can drink from the underworld and live forever, and it is said that the mucus on their bodies can evade life and death in the underworld.
And if you kill the earth dragon and take its skin, you can refine it into the treasure of the tomb robber line, the Heaven-proof Clothes! Among the methods inherited by the three Xiaoyus, there are related methods, but Xiaoyu has also encountered...
Those who wear earth dragon skin can only avoid the turbid air, but in the end it is nothing more than that!
Let Xiaoyu be the judge - it's better to stay away from the dust!
Today's sight of this eyeless yellow dragon proves that the record must be somewhat true.
But on the slippery earth dragon skin, and even on the bristles that pierce the void and can be moved out of thin air, there is a small silver hook, with a thin line on it, connected to a small stick as short as a human index finger.
, and the God of Ear Canal held the little stick and shivered.
When Qian Chen saw it, his eyes would definitely shine. He patted it hard on the shoulder and praised it: "What a boy, you are so ambitious! A three-inch-two pole, a two-micron hook, and such a big bait. Is this what you want to catch?"
How big is the fish?”
The ear canal god flew in the air with the fishing line, trying his best to free his hand and press his little straw hat.
Then he raised his hat slightly, his face full of anger and determination.
It adjusted its posture and leaned on the back of the eyeless yellow dragon. It slipped a few times and finally stood firm. It tried hard to pull the fishing rod with both hands and pressed itself down against the skin of the earth dragon.
The fishing rod was bent into a bow shape, and the ear canal god was still reeling in the rod.
It is wrestling with the Yellow Dragon. It looks like it is standing on the back of the Yellow Dragon, but in fact it is thrown out with the ambition to swallow up the world and wants to use this Yellow Dragon to fish!
In this way, the Ear God used the fishing line to pull itself step by step towards Huanglong's head. It swung its rod fiercely, and the silver hook flew out again and hung forward beside Huanglong's huge mouth. This time it took the risk to let it
Then he couldn't stand still from Huanglong's back and flew out.
But when he bent the fishing rod again and pressed himself onto Huang Long's head, it was already standing on top of Huang Long's head.
A true fisherman has nothing to fear. He uses the yellow dragon as bait and stands on top of the giant creature, hoping to conquer everything with the rod in his hand!
Watching the yellow dragon follow its own instinct and dive towards the source of the Yin River, the God of Ear Canal knew very well that if you want to catch a real dragon, the most taboo thing is to let the prey follow its own instinct. A real fisherman should let the prey follow its own instinct.
The prey follows its own will.
Every moment you relax, you are in control.
Even though Huanglong is not a target in the eyes of the God of Ears, but just bait, the bait must be surrendered first before he can catch an unprecedented big fish!
It supported the fishing rod with one hand, took out its precious paintbrush with the other hand, and drew two beady eyes on the head of the eyeless yellow dragon.
Paint the true meaning of the Tao, turn the imaginary into reality, and paint the false into truth.
The God of the Ear Canal used his supreme painting to dig two holes into the dark and silent consciousness of the eyeless yellow dragon. Something that had never been seen before penetrated its perception, causing this blind giant beast to panic like never before. It was only the faintest.
, the eyes that could see through a little light stimulated Huanglong to change his habits, suddenly left the underground river, and headed towards a thick mountain.
Huanglong squeezed through the mountains in an instant, but the sky ghosts behind him were a little at a loss as they seemed to have escaped from their plan.
Just two small holes for sensing light, but the Eyeless Yellow Dragon changed its instinct and instead burrowed deeper into the darker depths of the ground.
The God of Er Dao picked up a pen and copied a Buddha. He pondered for a long time at those dharma eyes that looked at the world with compassion. Then he took the tip of the brush that was bigger than his own head in his small mouth and dipped in the last bit of it that he had hidden.
The Buddha's blood drew an eye of wisdom on the back of the eyeless yellow dragon.
All of a sudden, all kinds of colors poured into the heart of Eyeless Huanglong, as if the dark world suddenly opened up, and as if sentient beings were pouring in one by one.
The eyeless yellow dragon suddenly raised its head to the sky and roared. After seeing clearly the flying ghosts, it suddenly spurted out a large stream of yellow spring sand, turning into a sea of ​​sand in front of it, penetrating into every hole and covering dozens of miles underground.
His body suddenly shrunk and turned into a loach-like figure.
The Ear God is riding on the back of the loach, with the fishhook in his hand hanging firmly in its mouth. The sky ghosts behind him broke into the underworld sand, but they all fell into it. They tried to shuttle, but were also stuck and pulled by the underworld sand.
Traveling hundreds of feet, you are still in the sea of ​​sand.
In the end, thousands of heavenly ghosts worked together to move this sea of ​​sand thousands of miles away.
However, the great net of the void also opened a hole, and the Eyeless Huanglong took the opportunity to escape.
Seeing that the eyeless Huanglong gradually adapted to the two pairs of eyes, the God of Ear Dao took up a pen to figure it out. This time, it drew a pair of Taoist eyes for Huanglong. Suddenly, all kinds of energy poured into Huanglong's eyes, and the rolling earth veins
Qi was like a tide, so clear for the first time in Wumu Huanglong's perception.
It changes course again.
The Erdao God drew his eyes according to Huang Long's route again and again. Until the sixth pair of eyes, he could see the world, all living beings, thoughts, vitality, human hearts, and the void. Finally, Huang Long got rid of the ghosts behind him.
He broke out of the thick ground and came to a sea of ​​blood. He raised his head and roared, with seven layers of sharp teeth turned outward, making him extremely ferocious.
At this time, the ear canal god was just Shi Shiran and painted it with a pair of Qian Chen's eyes.
All the senses from a moment ago exploded, and endless colors poured into the heart of the eyeless Huanglong. At this moment, the world seemed to have overturned countless paint cans, and the colors were mixed. A wisp of light could separate billions of colors.
For a time, the chaotic five colors were blinding.
The eyeless Huanglong only felt dizzy. All kinds of things made it extremely frightened. The unfamiliar chaos came over and finally overwhelmed its small brain.
It opened its mouth and vomited out the contents of its stomach, and the viscous body fluids spurted out like rain, pouring into the sea of ​​blood.
Yan Shu was brewing sword energy, and only a thin layer of protective light was left around him, and the gastric juice of the eyeless Huanglong spurted out, making his whole body sticky.
The dizzy, eyeless yellow dragon was carried and swayed by the God of the Ear Canal on the fishing rod, getting smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a microscopic insect of the right size on the fishing rod, and was thrown into the sea of ​​blood by the God of the Ear Canal.
Yan Shu opened his eyes vaguely and saw a palm-sized little man sitting leisurely on a small stone, with his back to him, fishing in the sea of ​​blood.
For a moment, the powerful aura of the Diaoyao Emperor hit his face.
"This little thing..." Yan Shu couldn't laugh or cry: "So you forgot it?"
"wrong!"
Yan Shu suddenly remembered that when he was swallowed by the eyeless yellow dragon and even used the universe in his sleeves to take away everyone, the infinite wisdom in his mind, in addition to various demonic methods and incredible vicious magic, there was also a lazy
The thought came to mind lightly.
"Rely on Qian Chen in good times, rely on yourself in adverse times, and listen to God in desperate times!"
"Ear God, always drop God!"
"Just lie down and that's it!"
"Great Emperor Diaoyao, can't you deal with a tiny earthworm?"
"No matter how big the earthworm is, it's just an earthworm!"
Yan Shu covered his head in pain, trying to throw away this shocking wisdom: "Is this, is this the wisdom of junior brother?"
Senior Brother Yan said with lingering fear: "It's so evil! The evil has reached its peak!"
There is a pain of having your three views subverted and your cognition broken.
For the first time, Yan Shu felt that there was something he couldn't kill with his sword! As the wisdom of the devil became deeper and deeper, Qian Chen's thought pollution was too terrifying... The most terrible thing is that no matter how absurd the idea is, it actually
It can be done.
Is this...the amazing demonic wisdom?
…………
A Taoist priest sitting on a nine-headed lion with a smile in his eyes and wearing a Taoist robe slowly walked into the underworld.
The lion landed on the Wangchuan River with all four legs. It was weak and could not float. Even if it was as light as a soul, it would sink into it. The water of the Wangchuan River actually held up the lion.
The Taoist left his left hand hanging down and held a scripture in his right hand, placing it on his chest. He slowly walked through the endless mist of Jiuyou and came to a dilapidated and scarred broken bridge.
There is an old man at the end of the bridge, wearing a red robe, with his bare breasts exposed. He stands up with one foot in a cross-legged position and the other foot stretches out of the bridge. On his knee is an old purple bamboo fishing rod with a cocoon strand.
, a light hook, dropped into the river of forgetfulness.
"What kind of fish did my father-in-law catch?" the Taoist asked loudly.
The old man showed a smile and said proudly: "I'm fishing for a real dragon, you careless Taoist priest, don't bother me! Can't you hear so many people calling you in the world? I didn't call you, go ahead."
go……"
He waved his hand as if to drive away.
But the Taoist rolled up his scriptures, pointed to his chest and said: "Old man, what you are fishing for is something that can be big or small, it can rise or disappear; if it is big, it will stir up clouds and spit out mist; if it is small, it will hide and hide its form; if it rises, it will soar in the universe.
, the hidden true dragon lurking within the waves?”
"What kind of real dragon is that? It's just a loach. It's only worthy of being my live bait!" The old man said with disdain.
He lifted the boom, but it was empty. The Forgotten River was flowing by, but the empty hook seemed to affect the hearts of these two people.
"What I am fishing for is moral education that swallows up the universe. I have all the heavens and worlds in my heart. I can see the past and future in my eyes. Evil can destroy everything and overturn the road. Good things can not harm ants and not abandon all living beings. In the past, the leaders of the group purified the way of heaven.
, the real dragon sleeping in the ninth heaven today!" The old man laughed boldly and said: "How about this dragon?"
The Taoist looked solemn: "It's priceless!"
"But if this dragon is big, it uses all the heavens and worlds as clouds, it is covered with millions of worlds, and it opens its mouth to encompass the sun, moon and stars. Even if it is the shelter of the old man, it is just a bit of dirt on the dragon's teeth; if it is small, it is not a problem.
, Dreaming about entering the universe, not stuck in things, not working in the heart, dreaming about butterflies being equal to all things, and no self outside the body! Can such a dragon be caught?"
The Taoist rode the lion and sat down on the stone bridge beside the old man.
The old man's face was uncertain, and he said straightforwardly: "Why are you still sitting down! Get out of here, get out of here, it's affecting my fishing, I'm going crazy!"
"It's just the right time to get angry!" The Taoist said with a smile: "You can listen to my Qinghua Sutra for Saving Suffering and Forgiving Sins. It can eliminate three disasters, understand the root of evil, purify your mind and reduce desires, stop six desires, eliminate three poisons, and eliminate all kinds of evils."
Insects do not grow, so peaceful, gradually enter the true way; once you enter the true way, it is called attaining the path! Although it is called attaining the path, in fact there is nothing... No matter how much fire of ignorance, it is difficult to get the word purity!"
"I'm most annoyed by these broken menstruation!" The old man threw down the fishing rod: "At the end of the day, I haven't caught a single fish again, ah ah ah ah! I'm going to get angry!"
Along with his roar, the calm Wangchuan River suddenly stirred up waves, and the rolling turbid waves crashed, seeming to bring the aftermath of the stormy waves from the dark depths of Jiuyou.
But the Taoist just recited the scriptures, and then blossoming green lotuses fell on the River of Forgetfulness, and followed his lips to move upstream, drifting towards the depths of Jiuyou.
After the Taoist finished reciting a volume of sutras, he looked sadly towards the Jiuyou direction of the source of the River of Forgetfulness, shook his head and said: "Taiyi is unsteady, ancestor, if your mind is not still, you will not be able to catch it no matter what."
A fish!"
"Is it because I can't make up my mind?" The old man sneered: "Someone blocked the lower reaches of the river. If I catch a fish, he can pick one off. Why can't I choose the fish I want?"
"It's my ancestor who has an obsession and insists on catching that fish!" The Taoist persuaded him nicely: "Friend Taoist, it's time to let it go!"
"There are real dragons that are unwilling to let go and insist on holding the beads in their mouths. Why do I have to let go of that fish? Just because you released it? Remember, you all owe Jiuyou and all living beings. One day,
That fish will jump out and swallow everything!"
Thinking of this, the old man smiled proudly and said: "I have prepared a top-quality bait. Before I catch that fish, I will first catch a real dragon to show you!"
"Na...my bait..."
The old man pointed behind him, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked the frightened heavenly ghosts who had returned from Yanyan, had no hope for life, "Where is my bait?"
"What, lost track?"
The old man waved his sleeves, and the bloody red light was about to smash all these ghosts to pieces, but was stopped by the green lotus blossoming on their bodies.
The old man was so angry that he pointed at the Taoist and gritted his teeth and said: "Taiyi, do you have to go against me? I fish and you chant sutras, I dig bait and you distract me, I deal with a few men, and you still want to save me?"
Transform them. OK, OK, I will overturn this lake now and no one will be able to fish!"
"If I let you catch a fish, I am not the Lord of the Blood Sea!"
The old man waved his sleeves, picked up the fishing rod and turned away.
…………
Yan Shu released the people in his sleeves. A group of people were dizzy and stepped onto the land. They staggered around and were obviously shaken badly. However, when they saw clearly where they were, no one was not panicking.
A boundless sea of ​​blood lay in front of everyone, and behind them was an abyss rising vertically, reaching a height that reached no top.
When Zhu Dammo saw the boundless sea of ​​blood over there, his dull eyes suddenly came to life. The spiritual mountain in his heart fell. The Buddha in his chest opened his eyes and saw the boundless sea of ​​blood lying in front of him. Silently, a little tear of blood fell down.
The Buddhist disciples nearby were all panicked and hurriedly stepped forward.
He saw the golden body bleeding, falling from his eyes, and said: "The boundless sea of ​​blood is difficult to cross, and the long-cherished wishes of three lives have become empty. Mani's pearls of wisdom are countless and cannot be twisted! After the bad tribulation, it is empty..."
The Buddha's body weeps blood, the difficulty of the Demon Sea.
Everyone was in panic, and the sea of ​​blood was calm. It was as if the essence and blood in their hearts would escape from their bodies at a glance. It was like a huge living body, and the entire ocean was like a living thing, waiting for such a terrifying existence.
Everyone around me felt suffocated.
The old demon of the sea of ​​blood almost collapsed on the ground. Looking at the boundless sea of ​​blood, he couldn't even think of resistance in his heart.
If the righteous path is not good enough, Buddhism would not dare to do it, and the demonic path is even more unbearable.
For a time, only the Diao Dao Emperor Er Dao Shen turned his back to all living beings and fished alone in the sea of ​​​​blood. He had a black bamboo branch, a silk thread, a moon silver hook, and a yellow dragon earthworm. The god had entered beyond the clouds, and his heart was like
The ashes of death, fishing for the heavens!
In the sea of ​​blood, a green lotus floated from afar, but before it could reach the case, it was knocked over by the waves of blood.
At this time, for no reason, the sea of ​​​​blood set off slight waves, like a tide, one by one, rushing toward Anshang, like a statue that could accommodate the entire sea of ​​​​blood, and unspeakable life, walking towards them step by step
.
This turbulence turned into a monstrous wave, an indescribable sword light, beyond everyone's knowledge, incredible, containing unimaginable changes, slashing against time, fate, cause and effect, and people's hearts...
It is about to cut off the thread of life and love in Yan Shu and Ning Qingchen.
But at this moment, huge waves were set off under the feet of the Ear Canal God, like a giant hand slapping down on a small human. But it was a very strange big fish that looked like clouds, clear water, and crystals. It spread its fins and leaped through the blood.
Out of the sea.
The giant kun flapped its fins, split open the sea of ​​​​blood, and soared into the sky. An infinitely extending silk thread in its mouth, as if forgotten, was slowly leading to the fishing rod in the hand of the ear canal god.
In front of the giant kun, that three-inch little man was no more than a mote of dust, not even an ant in the world. However, it bent the fishing rod and still struggled to lift the giant kun up.
The giant Kun passed over everyone's heads and crashed down like a curtain from the sky.
Everyone could only scream. They couldn't believe that they could be so incredible. No one would believe it. It was absurd to die like this. But when the giant Kun fell suddenly, it turned into a heavy rain and a wisp of green.
Smoke, an illusion, or really - a dream, suddenly shattered.
Only a faint mist came to my face.
The fog dissipated, and a huge and unparalleled carp hung on the silver hook of the God of Ears, lying on the shore of the Blood Sea.
A butterfly flapped its wings and soared above the sea of ​​blood.
Yan Shuruo turned around and looked back, only to see in the distance, on the shore where the blood sea lapped, there seemed to be an old man carrying a fishing rod looking at them vaguely. In the darkness of the blood sea, his face
His expression is unclear, but we can tell from his empty fishing rod and hands.
Quite embarrassing!
The sea of ​​blood was churning, and someone seemed to be murmuring in a low voice: "After all, how many people really have a deer, it is better to dream of being a fish all day long! Go and have a rest... Go and have a rest..."
Chapter completed!