Feng Jinghong didn't expect to be tricked by herself, or to be precise, she didn't expect to be tricked by his Demon Sword.
After he stepped into the teleportation tunnel, he clearly heard what the old voice said, and the current situation was definitely worse than bad. He had been wandering around this weird grotto for five days.
, still haven’t found a way out.
No matter whether he cuts with a sword or burns it with fire, the grotto does not change at all. Even when he cuts with a sword, his sword will be bounced by the stone wall, as if the sword is not a hard stone, but a cotton full of elasticity.
Feng Jinghong was going crazy in this grotto. If he hadn't practiced the "Qing Xin Jue" for two hours every day, he would have lost his mind on the third day.
The grotto is not big, about ten feet square. There is a Buddha statue carved in black stone in the middle. The Buddha statue is one foot high. His hands are flat and facing each other. There is a grass one foot high in each hand. What is even more strange is that the grass is one foot high.
Gold and black, as if growing in the palm of the stone Buddha.
Feng Jinghong also thought that these two exotic grasses might be the key to getting out of this grotto, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not make those two grasses move at all.
It would emit two rays of gold and black light for three hours, and he had already taken out the Demon Sword and slashed at it.
He didn't know why this grotto was so weird. The golden light and black light that appeared every three hours were simply evil lights that deceived people's minds. Every time the two lights appeared together, he would feel like he was dead.
"Hey, what should we do? Do we really have to sit quietly for three hours and then leave? But I have persisted for five days?" Feng Jinghong thought distressedly as she sat cross-legged at the foot of the Buddha statue.
"Hey! Why is this Buddha statue staring at me?" The troubled Feng Jinghong looked up and suddenly saw the stone Buddha's copper bell-sized eyes staring at her. "That's not right, it is carved from stone, and the eyes are not
It can move, how can it look down? Could it be..."
Feng Jinghong jumped up and looked at the Buddha statue carefully. Sure enough, the eyes of the Buddha looked slightly downward. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to find it. He flew up and kept his body at the same level as the Buddha statue.
From a certain height, looking down from the angle of the Buddha's eyes, that place was exactly where I was meditating just now.
"Is it possible that there is something underground here? It must be. I have been making fuss on the walls of this grotto these past few days and forgot to look for the underground." As soon as she thought of it, Feng Jinghong summoned the Demon Sword and carried it.
He activated the "Great Sun Demon-Destroying Sword Technique" and stabbed the place where he had just meditated with his sword.
Ding!
There was a crisp sound, as if the Demon Sword had stabbed something.
Feng Jinghong waved away the dust with one sleeve, and a small pit was revealed on the ground where the Demon Sword was stabbed. There was actually a black coffin half a foot square in the pit!
The black coffin exudes a faint light, which looks like purple or black, which is extremely weird. There are eight iron chains tied to the eight corners of the upper, lower, left and right corners, and the iron chains bend and extend into the ground.
Feng Jinghong knew that the black coffin must be the key to escaping from the grotto, which could explain the strangeness of the stone Buddha's eyes. He jumped down from the air, grabbed the black coffin with both hands, and wanted to take it out of the soil.
What Feng Jinghong didn't expect was that ordinary people couldn't move the black coffin. No matter how hard he tried, it wouldn't move at all.
"Hmph, I don't believe that I can't move a coffin that's just half a foot in size!" Feng Jinghong gritted her teeth, her Dantian's true power began to circulate, and her arms suddenly felt full of strength.
"Let's see if you come out now!"
Feng Jinghong poured her true power into her arms and grabbed the black coffin with both hands again.
Buzz!
Unexpectedly, as soon as Feng Jinghong's hands touched the black coffin, the black coffin let out a mighty and long-lasting sound, and the true power in his body flowed into the black coffin quickly along his arms like a river bursting its banks.
Feng Jinghong was horrified. True power is the foundation of a foundation-building monk. At such a speed, he would die from exhaustion in just a moment. This black coffin was so weird, how could he not be afraid of it.
"Ah! Stop!" The real power in Feng Jinghong's body was drained away in less than half a cup of tea. Unexpectedly, the black coffin was not satisfied and began to extract the power of the Tai Chi diagram from his Dantian. This was his
Daoji! Feng Jinghong was filled with anger and fear, and roared loudly.
But the black coffin ignored him at all and continued to extract the power of Tai Chi Tu. Feng Jinghong even felt that Tai Chi Tu was getting weaker and weaker, and there were faint signs of collapse.
"Okay, since you are unkind, then I am also unjust. I am unlucky with my skills. Even if I die, you won't be able to absorb a trace of my true power!" Feng Jinghong knew that if there was no other way, then he would only say:
Ruining people's lives, not to mention avenging his parents and villagers, even survival is a problem. He became ruthless in his heart, and when he started the "Yangqi Jue", he was about to do that retrograde act.
Buzz!
The black coffin seemed to understand Feng Jinghong's words, and a dim light erupted all over its body, shocking him out of the way.
Boom!
Feng Jinghong hit the stone wall hard, bounced back, and fell heavily at the feet of the Buddha statue. He lay down in embarrassment, poured all the Jingyuan Pill into his mouth and drank it. He put his hands on his legs and leaned against his back.
The Buddha statue stared intently at the black coffin that slowly flew out of the pit.
As the black coffin slowly flew out, four bronze pillars as thick as an arm rose from the pit. The bottom of the bronze pillars was connected to a one-foot-round copper base, and eight iron chains were tied to the eight corners of the black coffin.
At the beginning and end of the four bronze pillars.
"This, what is this..."
Feng Jinghong was horrified and cried out.
"This is not a thing, this is a rare treasure from heaven and earth!"
A faint voice sounded from behind Feng Jinghong.
Feng Jinghong was startled for a moment, then her complexion changed drastically, and she turned around suddenly, only to see that the tall Buddha statue was emitting boundless black light from its entire body.
"You, it's you who's talking, right?"
Feng Jinghong took a few steps back in horror, using her true power secretly, her left hand in her sleeve trembled slightly, and the Demon Sword appeared in her hand.
"Put away your incomplete magic sword. Maybe it won't pose a threat to me until it becomes bigger. Now... hehe..."
The Buddha statue actually spoke! And he was very aware of Feng Jinghong's every move, and even laughed disdainfully.
"You...you...who are you?"
Feng Jinghong calmed down and asked with a frightened expression while silently practicing the "Qi Yang Jue" to restore her true power.
"Who am I? I don't know who I am..." Shi Fo seemed to be stunned for a moment, and did not stop muttering until the two black and gold grasses in his hands emitted light again, "I don't know who I am,
But I know what this thing is! I also know how to use it. Do you want to know?"
"Then tell me, what is it!"
"I'm telling you, this thing is not a thing, it is a rare treasure, a rare treasure from heaven and earth. It once had a glory that shone in heaven and earth!"
"Then what is it!"
"Baji coffin lamp!"
"What? A lamp? This weird thing is actually a lamp?"
Feng Jinghong was really shocked by this answer.
"But it looks like this... forget about the lamp and the lamp holder, is the lamp plate just this black coffin?"
"Yes, the lamp panel is exactly the black coffin! Otherwise, why would it be called a coffin lamp?"
"What about its wick?"
"Wick? Yes, how can it be called a lamp without a wick?"
The stone Buddha acted as if he had suddenly realized something, and the two palms he held flat in front of his chest suddenly stood up, with their palms facing each other. In an instant, black light burst out in his two palms, and the two black and gold grasses seemed to be attracted by something, and they quickly became entangled together.
In the blink of an eye, it was twisted into a wick as thick as an index finger, about a foot long, and dark gold in color.
"This is the wick of the Baji coffin lamp! Here it is for you!"
The stone Buddha flicked his finger, and the wick in his palm was like a rainbow penetrating the sun. A dark golden light streaked through the air and disappeared into the black coffin. Even with Feng Jinghong's discerning eyesight, he could not see it clearly.
How did the wick fall into that perfectly fitting, natural black coffin?
As soon as the wick entered, the black coffin trembled, and then a small hole as thick as a finger slowly appeared in the middle of the coffin lid. The wick that had just been submerged in the black coffin poked out, about three inches away from the coffin lid. It was originally dark gold.
The wick of the lamp was actually glowing now, as if it had been lit.
"Boy, as long as you can light this eight-pole coffin lamp, you can leave this Evil Buddha Grotto!"
Seeing the wick falling into the black coffin, the stone Buddha's bronze bell-like eyes seemed to narrow slightly, and he said in an evil tone.
"Light this lamp? That's not easy!"
Feng Jinghong didn't hear the joking in Shi Fo's tone, so she responded, restored 30% of her real power, and performed the first move of the "Great Sun Demon-Destroying Sword Technique".
"The great sun destroys demons, and the nine suns rise across the sky!"
Following Feng Jinghong's loud shout, the temperature in the dark grotto rose sharply, and nine large fireballs suddenly appeared. Feng Jinghong pointed, and one of the nine fireballs slowly flew to the sky.
On top of the black coffin, the dark golden wick was attracted by the fireball, and a blue flame burst out, scattering boundless blue light.
"Haha, I can go out, I can... Hey, what's going on?"
Feng Jinghong just laughed twice when she heard the green flame "crackling" and then exploded. The green light flashed away, and the wick was still the same as before, as if it had never been lit.
"Boy, I got too proud too early. I forgot to tell you that this eight-pole coffin lamp is an innate yin thing. It cannot be rekindled without the yang fire. That ordinary fire of yours, hehe..."
Feng Jinghong understood now that the fireball he released by performing the first move of the "Great Sun Demon-Destroying Sword Technique" was useless. It was ordinary fire and could not ignite the eight-pole coffin lamp at all.
"Huh, I don't believe it!" Feng Jinghong has been trapped in this weird grotto for five days. Now that he has hope of getting out, he certainly can't give up just because of a word from the black stone Buddha statue. He gritted his teeth and waved
Quickly, the remaining eight fireballs flew to the wick one after another.
After the first fireball flew, the wick flickered for a moment, and the green flame appeared again, but it only took a breath before it exploded again. The second one only caused the wick to emit a green light, and the third one had basically no effect.
As for the five at the back, the wicks didn't even get close before they burst.
"Is my trip to the Bronze Immortal Palace destined to end in failure?" Feng Jinghong watched the fireballs explode one by one and said with a bitter smile.
"Not necessarily..."
Youyou's voice sounded again, which ignited a glimmer of hope in Feng Jinghong's disappointed heart!