Chapter five hundred and eighth thunder fire quenching the bell
‘Chi Chi Chi!’ Illuminated by the vast divine power gathered by the Buddha all over the sky, the ancient bronze mountain rose into a sheet of smoke, evaporating and dispersing, and the white smoke was misty.
Suddenly, the entire bronze mountain was ignited by the supreme Buddha's power and really began to burn, turning into a huge flame. The flames boiled and a sharp and vicious howl sounded from the mountain.
The flames surrounding the mountain are very strange, with various colors flowing and bright and dazzling, just like a ball of light burning, extremely blazing, but without any heat.
"This is the karma fire of the Buddha. It burns and kills. It is evil. It is said that once the karma fire touches one's body, the past and future, past and next lives will be incinerated, and all traces of existence will be lost. It is one of the most powerful fire powers in the world.
, It’s really amazing!” Luo Yan opened her mouth, with a hint of playfulness in her surprise, and whispered softly.
The cultivators who were watching from a distance had just woken up from the majestic scene of the deep starry sky and the Buddhas in the heavens sitting cross-legged. They were frightened by the howl of malice coming from the mountain and quickly retreated.
"Ah~~"
The screams came one after another, piercing the soul and splitting the ears. Every sound was full of despair. It was because the cultivators were killed by the vicious howling sound coming from the burning bronze mountain during the retreat.
A stream of gray air escaped from the bodies of the dead cultivators, turning into a grimace in the air, and then slowly dissipated.
It was like a mysterious curse that reached the ears of the cultivators along with the vicious howl, thus killing them.
In just a few moments, dozens of cultivators died of bleeding from their mouths and noses. Their death was tragic, as if they had experienced great pain and fear before death.
All the cultivators were horrified. What kind of power was this? It was so powerful and mysterious that even the sound of howls could be heard. It could easily kill fifth- and sixth-level cultivators. The key was that the method of death was too weird. Everyone heard the vicious hiss coming from Tongshan at the same time.
Howl, some people died, but some people were safe and sound.
Fear instantly overflowed in the hearts of the remaining cultivators. Their expressions changed and their retreat became more and more rapid.
Even so, people continued to die during the retreat, and the situation was very critical.
Even a boat hovering in the void more than ten miles away can sense that there is some kind of evil force in this vicious roar, like an undercurrent, spreading across the air and everywhere.
When this undercurrent approached the Pengzhou, the black energy around the hull flipped slightly, destroying it and blocking it from the Pengzhou.
At this time, Zhu Jiu still had the thunder bell hanging above his head, constantly playing the mythical sound of thunder at the beginning of chaos in the world.
The thunder symbols surrounding him became more and more mysterious, as if they were interpreting a corner of the mystery of the universe, drawing out the interlaced trajectories of the stars.
In the end, all the symbols merged into a river of thunder and lightning, which was extremely bright. It flowed loudly and poured on the thunder bell above Zhu Jiu's head. Various symbols flickered on the surface of the thunder clock, and mysterious flashes occurred.
‘Clang clang clang!’
The endless symphony of thunder sounds that wash away the world, and the chanting of gods and Buddhas all over the starry sky, form a wonderful overlap and ups and downs, elucidating the mystery of the Shinto of the true sound of chaos.
The thunder bell seems to be absorbing some kind of power from the chants of countless ancient Buddhas in the sky, constantly generating new symbols on the surface of the bell body, and the mystery is endless.
Later, a bright thunder fire ignited on the bell body, violent and brilliant, emitting a crystal light color, instantly wrapping the thunder bell, burning fiercely, like a kind of smelting.
‘Crack!’
The thunder bell was wrapped and burned by the thunder fire, and it was burned to the point of cracking, with cracks everywhere.
Correspondingly, cracks appeared in the original lines of the thunder talisman on the Consciousness Sea Talisman. Zhu Jiu's face turned pale, his whole body was shaken, and he felt bursts of pain coming from the Consciousness Sea, as if it was about to explode.
But he has always been strong-minded and has no intention of panic at this moment and remains calm.
After thinking for a moment, Zhu Jiu made a bold move. He gave a deep shout, his eyes were powerful, and the body of the Sea of Consciousness Talisman appeared and shone in the void.
Zhu Jiu stretched out his hand and pointed. On the talisman, the original lines of the thunder talisman moved rhythmically. The lines were like spiritual objects with life. They penetrated directly into the swaying thunder fire. The lines were intertwined and began to repair the burnt and cracked bell body.
, where damage occurs.
The talisman shone brightly, and soon the damage to the thunder bell stabilized. Under the burning of the thunder fire, it gradually became bright and dazzling, as if it were cast from bright silver.
The bell body shows various changes in the tempering of thunder and fire. Sometimes it turns into a ball of thunder patterns, sometimes it forms a ball of electric light, sometimes it turns into a simple thunder symbol, or even a ball of liquid flow.
Finally, the violent thunder and fire weakened and slowly converged, and the symbols on the bell body, after lighting up and extinguishing several times, sank into the bell body and disappeared.
The surface of the thunder clock is still simple and simple, as if it contains the mystery of the great road.
When the Thunder Bell's changes stopped and it fell back into the Thunder Talisman, the original pattern of the entire Thunder Talisman changed subtly, becoming more complex and complex. When intertwined, it seemed to be telling the power of the Thunder's Ultimate Way.
But at this time, the originally majestic Bronze Mountain, located on the land of Tomb Mountain, was almost burned by the karma fire transformed by the gods and Buddhas, and the light smoke curled up and dispersed.
At the last moment when Leishan was about to be completely incinerated, with only a dozen or so feet of mountain debris left, a voice full of resentment suddenly sounded out. In a low and penetrating voice, as gloomy as a ghost, said
:
"...In the name of the power from ancient times, I curse those who hinder my awakening. They will be surrounded by the fire of doom, wailing in pain, and their relatives and friends will die one by one..."
Before the voice could finish speaking, the Bronze Mountain leaped to the ground and completely turned into ashes.
The pieces of flying dust did not just drift away, but condensed and gathered together, turning into a death-gray incantation, secretly turning with mysterious force, cutting through the void, and quickly spreading towards Zhu Jiu.
The faces of the three people on Pengzhou all flashed with alarm. Apparently, there was some kind of mysterious magic power, and it was determined that Zhu Jiu caused the ancient temple of time and space to come to prevent the evil corpse of Hou Qing from resurrecting in Tongshan. Therefore, Hou Qing was in
Before his death, he uttered a curse and formed a mysterious curse rune, attacking Zhu Jiu.
At this time, in the direction of the disappearing Bronze Mountain, the void suddenly surged, torn apart by life, and a figure appeared. The whole body emitted a miserable green light and had a powerful aura. It was the strong man from the Siyin Sect who had chased Zhu Jiu before. He discovered that
Something happened in this world. I hurried back and found that not even the dust was left on Tongshan.
This evil figure made a shrill and desperate cry:
"Who led the ancient temple of time and space to lower the fire of Buddhism... ruined the great event of our Four Yin Sect. In Tongshan, a deputy leader of my sect waited for an eternity and was burned to death before he was born...
..”
This figure roared like crazy, but soon, a fire of karma emerged out of thin air and enveloped it. In an instant, this figure was also burned to death.
At this point, almost all the followers of the Siyin Sect near the Bronze Mountain were dead. The virtual image of the ancient temple in time and space in mid-air had disappeared, and the vision of the Buddha filling the starry sky was also fading.
Seeing that all the evil forces around them were dispersed, the bystanders were practicing fright calming. In this short period of time, they were on the verge of life and death several times. Their emotions were really complicated.
Someone heard the evil figure's final howl and wondered:
"What is bound in the Bronze Mountain is obviously the evil corpse of an empress. Why is it that this powerful man from the Four Yin Sect, who is said to be their deputy leader, says he has been waiting for an eternity? This is a bit weird."
This cultivator’s question was also everyone’s question. However, before the others could say anything, ‘Clang!’ A shocking divine sound suddenly sounded within a hundred miles away. It was the thundering chaos bell.
Everyone turned their heads and looked. In the void a hundred feet above the ground, a green treasure ship was revealed as the layer of black air faded away. It bloomed with a radiant light that shook the world in all directions.
At this time, the night had passed and the morning sun was rising. A young man on the boat, facing the rising light of the morning sun, seemed to be covered with a layer of rays of light. He stepped into the sky and faced a man coming from the distance.
A dead gray rune.
The young man was dressed in a black robe, and his face was as serious as ever, full of ruthlessness and coldness.
What made the rare divine sound was a small silver bell suspended above the young man's head. It was only about the size of a ruler and had a simple appearance.
However, the thunder on the clock is brilliant, shining brightly on the mountains, rivers and the earth, like a silver sun, which can compete with the blazing sun that is born at this moment.
"It's Zhu Jiu. Wasn't he the first to leave by boat? Why did he come back again?" asked a cultivator.
"...It seems that not only did he not leave, but our survival must also be related to him. Before the Bronze Mountain was reduced to ashes, the curse said that whoever prevented its recovery would be cursed. Everyone, see
, Zhu Jiu appeared and faced the curse symbol left in the void after the destruction of Copper Mountain. It can be seen that he prevented the evil corpse in Copper Mountain from being born, so the power of the curse found him."
"Ah, so he must have attracted the mythical temples in the sky and the Buddhas all over the sky. His methods were amazing..."
'clang!'
When all the cultivators are discussing, I wish that the thunder bell above the nine heads will once again emit the true sound of chaos, which will spread through the void of good and evil and be heard thousands of miles away.
As the bell rang, a ball of purple thunder suddenly appeared in the void. At the speed of lightning, it enveloped the dead gray curse symbol in the blink of an eye.
‘Chi!’
Under the burning of bright and violent thunder and fire, the curse symbol did not dissipate. There was a piercing scream, full of mysterious power that made people tremble and panic.
But this symbol, after all, was wrapped in thunder and fire, and eventually shrank, wrapped in thunder and fire, shrank into a ball, and was grasped by Zhu Jiu's hands.
In the void, the figure flashed, and Zhu Jiu disappeared and returned to Pengzhou.
‘Whoosh!’
The Pengzhou flew away quickly in the early morning glow, as if chasing the bright sun in the distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"The curse before Hou Qing's death was divided into two parts: light and dark. The clear one was a symbol, and the dark one was a mysterious aura. Fortunately, it was washed away by the sound wave of the thunder bell and revealed its whereabouts, otherwise it would be difficult to prevent. Fortunately, Hou Qing's evil corpse
When the curse is halfway through, it will be completely extinguished by the karma fire, making the curse incomplete, otherwise it will be a big trouble..."
A voice floated down from the Pengzhou, and the lingering sound lingered.
A little further away, the cultivators looked at each other, and suddenly someone whispered: "I know that bell. Zhu Jiu is the mysterious master who has been rumored recently and is known as the Thunder Emperor."
The cultivators were stunned for a moment, and then they all started talking about it.
After a long time, the crowd finally dispersed.
After this area of heaven and earth has been purified by the mighty Buddha power of the Time and Space Zen Temple, the breeze blows slowly, spiritual springs emerge from the ground, the air is fresh and clean, the grass and trees are full of vitality, crystal dewdrops hang on the grass blades, and under the rising sun, all things
Brilliant.
Time flies, and in the next ten months, Zhu Jiu takes Su Xingchen and Luo Yan on a Pengzhou, exploring wonders and secrets, and traveling around the cave and heaven world. The places where they are day and night are often hundreds of thousands of miles apart, like gods.
Like a demon, overlooking the vast land, across the sky and the sea.
During this period, Zhu Jiu traveled to various places, constantly challenging many ancient world cultivators and depriving the world of its destiny.
Another half month passed. On this day, Su Xingchen and Luo Yan passed through the gate of Fanxing Cave and returned to the abyss. Luo Yan was going back to his sect to practice.
After Su Xingchen came out of seclusion, he was the first to look for Zhu Jiu. At this time, he accompanied Luo Yan and returned to the abyss to visit his family.
Standing on the cloud platform of the cave, with the thin white mist beneath his feet, Zhu Jiu raised his head and stared at the starry cave surrounded by the bright silver light hanging next to his cave mountain. There seemed to be a trace of the sweet fragrance left on his nose.
He smiled silently, and the next moment, Zhu Jiu's figure, like a wisp of light smoke, entered the Tianxia Cave Mansion, sat cross-legged on the Qi Ling Pond, his body emitted holy light, and powerful mana flowed from his body like a surge of anger.
Sound, practice with your eyes closed.
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