Just when he turned around, he saw a face stuck to his own. This situation would be uncomfortable for anyone, not to mention that the face was upside down.
Liang Yan was startled and subconsciously took a few steps back. He didn't stop until he hit a stone.
Only then did he realize that there was a man hanging upside down by his feet from the top of the cave.
This man looked to be over seventy years old. He was extremely short, not even reaching Liang Yan's shoulders. He was wearing a shabby, waxy yellow monk's robe. He was skinny and skinny, like an ascetic who had been hungry for more than ten days.
The most important thing is that the breath on this person's body seems to be nonexistent, as if it doesn't exist at all. If it weren't for the hot breath he exhaled from his nose just now, Liang Yan might not have noticed him.
This kind of person either has no cultivation at all, or his cultivation is extremely high.
And here and now, it is obvious that he is not the first type of person.
"I didn't mean to disturb you, I was just being chased, and I had no choice but to end up here. Please forgive me, senior!" Liang Yan saluted with clasped fists in a very respectful manner.
After he said this, he raised his eyes to look at the old monk secretly, but saw that the man's face was blank and his eyes were dull and dull, as if he had not heard anything at all.
"senior?"
Liang Yan asked tentatively again.
The old monk's eyes were still dull, but he suddenly grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth, including one missing front tooth.
After this smile, the old monk jumped down from the cave where he was hanging upside down, took a few steps back, then clasped his hands into his fists and assumed the same posture as Liang Yan.
It was eerily quiet in the cave for a while
The old man, the young man, a monk and a layman, all maintained the same posture at this time, each clasping their fists and saluting each other. They looked extremely weird.
Liang Yan was puzzled. After thinking for a while, he suddenly took a step forward and bent down.
Next, the old monk followed his example, took a step forward, hunched his back, and squatted on the ground.
"Is this man mentally ill?"
Liang Yan cursed in his heart and couldn't help but ask via voice: "Senior Shu Ling, can you tell his true identity?"
Since discovering the Xuanwu Flower, the encounters along the way have been very dangerous, and have long been beyond the scope of his knowledge at the Golden Core Realm. This has also made Liang Yan unknowingly develop a habit of always liking Taixu Hu in everything.
Discuss it with the old tree spirit in the middle and listen to his suggestions before making a decision.
Although the old man Shulin has always kept secret about his origins, his knowledge far exceeds that of Liang Yan, and he has helped Liang Yan many times and even saved his life.
But this time, the other party didn't give him any response.
"Senior Tree Spirit?"
Liang Yan was confused and asked several times using the method of transmitting sound, but all the answers came to nothing and no one answered at all.
"strangeness!"
He subconsciously touched the Taixu Gourd at his waist, wanting to check the situation inside, but when his consciousness reached it, he was shocked!
The entire Taixu Gourd has been disconnected from itself, as if it was sealed by an invisible force, and it is impossible to sense the situation inside!
Even the four flying swords of Mayfly, Zi Lei, Black Lotus, and Dingguang have lost contact at this time. Even if Liang Yanmo uses the sword technique to activate the spiritual power in his body to the extreme, the four flying swords in Taixu Gourd are nowhere to be seen.
Any reaction!
This time, he finally knew what it meant to be alone and helpless.
"What is going on? Is it the fault of this person in front of me? If he has such magical powers, why does he pretend to be crazy and stupid in front of me?"
Liang Yan was extremely vigilant at this time, but looking at the other party's stupid look, he had no clue.
"Looking at his appearance, he doesn't seem to be trying to stop me. This place is so weird, so I'd better leave first."
When he thought of this, Liang Yan stopped messing around with the old monk, but stood up and walked towards the other side of the cave.
He stood about ten feet away from the wall, his eyes slightly closed, and the Buddhist spiritual power in his body was quietly moving. While recalling all the details of Master Lotus Heart's attack, he used the "Three Thousand Sins" phase.
At this moment, Feijian is blocked, and the strongest killing move he can rely on is "Eight Divisions of Evolution"!
In contrast, the short old monk also turned around, as if he had eyes on the back of his head. He imitated Liang Yan's movements and came to the wall. He also stood with his eyes closed, as if he was using some magical power.
At this time, Liang Yan naturally left him alone. Instead, he concentrated all his spiritual power on his right fist and punched forward.
I saw a sea of golden light spreading out, covering the entire cave in an instant, and there were hundreds of small worlds in the golden light. Each small world contained a bit of the power of the Buddha, and finally they all converged into the huge fist shadow in mid-air.
Among them, he flew towards the stone wall of the cave.
Boom!
A loud noise came, and Liang Yan punched his strongest punch in the form of "Sin Transforming Three Thousands". Although he was not able to evolve three thousand worlds like Master Lianxin, he still condensed hundreds of small worlds. Even though
Even if you are in the late stage of Jindan's physical training, you may not be able to withstand this punch.
However, the entire cave wall only shook slightly, leaving no trace at all!
"How can it be?!"
Liang Yan took a step back involuntarily, his eyes full of shock.
His punch not only split mountains and rivers, but a mere stone wall should have been beaten into powder long ago.
But now the surroundings were so quiet, as if the punch just now was just an illusion.
Liang Yan was shocked and unsure, and couldn't help but look back at the old monk behind him, only to see that he also followed his example and punched forward, but the fist was soft and without any power, and it didn't make a sound in mid-air.
.
"Senior, do you know where this place is?"
Liang Yan pondered for a while and then asked again.
His voice echoed in the empty cave and received several echoes, but he did not wait for the old monk's answer.
"Is this person really confused?"
Liang Yan looked at his sluggish expression and was not sure for a moment whether this person was pretending to be crazy or not. He remained silent for a while, then suddenly raised his right hand and punched this person.
There was no sign of this punch. It was a blow used by Liang Yan to test the opponent. While he was punching, he was also secretly observing. If the opponent really did not dodge and did not use any magical powers to defend, then he would
Hold your fists.
After all, the two parties were strangers to each other, and he didn't want to directly kill the other party with a punch.
Just when his fist was about to fall on the old monk, the sound of Buddhist chants suddenly sounded in the cave. The next moment, the entire cave was filled with golden light, which actually dispersed all the surrounding darkness!
Liang Yan was startled and involuntarily slowed down his pace. When he looked up, he found that there were many Buddha statues carved on the top of the cave wall.
It's just that it was too dark here just now, so he didn't notice it right away.
Now when I look carefully, I find that these Buddha statues are large and small, and the paintings are very rough, as if they were graffiti at random.
But at this moment, every Buddha portrait was emitting dazzling golden light, as if Liang Yan's punch to the old monk had angered all the Buddhas on the mountain walls and wanted to punish him.
Shocked by this powerful aura, Liang Yan also felt a trace of hesitation in his heart. He involuntarily closed his fists and took three steps back.
He raised his eyes and looked up, and saw that these Buddhas were all different. Some had big bellies and kind eyes, some had fat heads and big ears, and their faces were full of joy. Some had broad shoulders and long arms, with angry Vajra eyes, and some were skinny and had exposed eyes.
The look of pity.
Without exception, these Buddhas were all staring at him. Liang Yan looked around the cave and felt that each of them looked aloof, as if they had seen through him at a glance and were judging him for his past crimes.
The kind-hearted person seems to be persuading him to change his ways, the compassionate person seems to be sighing for himself, and the angry-eyed person seems to have regarded himself as a demon, and is afraid that he will take action to defeat the demon in the next moment!
Under the gaze of the Buddhas above his head, Liang Yan suddenly felt in a trance. He had been practicing Taoism for nearly a hundred years, and the things that had happened before flashed through his mind one by one like a horse watching flowers.
The Zhang family was destroyed in Cangya Mountain, the sword and stone were stolen in Qingyu Mountain, the "Feast of Hundreds of Fruits" was held, the fight for hegemony in Hell was carried out, the demons were slain in the North Sea, and the sword challenged Yixing Pavilion.
Things from the past came to mind one by one. Every time the scene flashed, there was a Buddha statue on the rock wall on the top of the mountain showing a sneer, pity, sigh, anger, etc., as if convicting him of his past and urging him to put down the butcher's knife and turn around.
Liang Yan, who originally concentrated his spiritual power on his right fist, could not help but slowly loosen his fist at this time, and his eyes gradually became a little confused, as if he was trying to remember something, but couldn't remember it for a while.
Just when his eyes became more and more distracted, his body was suddenly hit hard by someone, and then his feet slipped and he rolled backwards involuntarily.
boom!
It wasn't until he hit an angular stone that Liang Yan suddenly woke up.
He was sweating profusely and couldn't help but look up and saw that the person who had knocked him awake just now was the short old monk with dull eyes.
The man's expression was still dull, but he did not imitate Liang Yan's movements just now. Instead, he hit him hard when he was about to lose his self-consciousness.
Liang Yan's soul returned to his senses at this time, and his vest was already soaked with sweat. However, before he could say any words of thanks, he saw the golden light in the cave suddenly dissipated, and all the Buddhas in the sky also went dark.
Immediately afterwards, a strange and inexplicable force began to fill the cave, and the portraits on the mountain wall gradually became distorted. The old monk, who was originally kind and kind, turned into a hungry ghost with drooling mouth. The young monk, who was originally an angry man, also turned into a three-headed and six-armed monk.
Yaksha.
The Buddha statues are still the same, but their appearance has changed slightly, and they have undergone earth-shaking changes. The originally sacred and solemn Buddhist holy land has turned into a Shura field for hungry ghosts in hell in the blink of an eye!
The old monk suddenly trembled all over, and his dull eyes gradually became clear. He seemed to be very afraid of the group of demons dancing above him. He actually shrank his neck, hugged his knees with his hands, and squatted down at Liang Yan's feet.
He was already a very short stature, but when he squatted down with his knees in his arms, he looked like a wooden bench, which made him look extremely inconspicuous.
Liang Yan frowned slightly and glanced down at him. He saw that the man was shaking and his eyes were full of fear. It didn't look like he was pretending.
"Are you afraid?"
Liang Yan suddenly asked.
The old monk seemed to understand this time and hurriedly covered his eyes and nodded.
Liang Yan blinked, suddenly thought of something, and said, "Don't be afraid! I'll help you block them. Can you tell me how to get out of here?"
This time the old monk nodded again.
Liang Yan's face lit up with joy when he saw this, and he quickly activated the Buddhist spiritual power in his body. All the dharmas and emptiness were displayed, and a layer of golden light covered himself and the old monk.
He has long seen that these demon statues only have evil thoughts and no actual power. Let alone him, even a determined monk in the Juyuan Realm will not be greatly affected.
Liang Yan had just observed Master Lianxin's magical power of Dharma, and his understanding of the "Eight Parts of Evolution" was even better than before. At this time, the "Empty Appearance of All Dharmas" was deployed, which immediately blocked the evil thoughts of those demon statues.
The old monk in yellow clothes was surrounded by golden light, and his expression gradually calmed down. He glanced around and suddenly picked up a stone at his feet and began to draw on the ground.
Liang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly and he did not interrupt him. Instead, he watched carefully from the side.
In less than a moment, the old monk's first painting was completed. In the painting is a young monk who is eager to learn in the Sutra Pavilion. He seems to be eager to learn all kinds of exercises, magical powers, and allusions.
Something to understand.
He paused only briefly, picked up the stone again, and continued to draw.
In the second painting, there is a middle-aged monk who seems to have accomplished Buddhism and has unfathomable magical powers. But his eyes still contain the curiosity of his youth. In order to explore more unknown things, he came to a
In front of the magnificent pagoda.
Then comes the third painting. The monk in the painting seems to have thoroughly studied all the Buddhist teachings and scriptures in the pagoda. His eyes no longer have the curiosity of his youth, but are full of confusion.
When Liang Yan saw that he had reached this point in his painting, his heart suddenly moved. He subconsciously took a step back away from this person, and then asked: "Actually, you painted these Buddha murals on the mountain wall yourself?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk raised his head and looked at him deeply with his cloudy eyes. After a while, he suddenly nodded.
After Liang Yan got his affirmative answer, he was shocked. Although the old monk looked crazy, he definitely didn't look like a demon. Why did the statues of Buddha he painted turn into demons and evil spirits in the end?
ghost?
"Who are you? What happened back then?"
At this moment, Liang Yan finally realized that the portrait the old monk drew on the ground was actually his own past.
It seems that this person should be a very talented Buddhist wise man. He has read Buddhist scriptures since he was a child and has achieved success in cultivation. However, I don't know why he is trapped in such a place.
Just when he was confused, the old monk's eyes suddenly twitched. Instead of looking at Liang Yan, he lowered his head, picked up a stone, and silently drew his fourth painting on the ground.
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