The waning moon hangs high in the sky, and its reflection is reflected on the water of the wine lake.
It was pitch black between heaven and earth. Only the Dream City was still brightly lit and seemed extremely lively. You could still faintly hear the noisy noises there.
With the continuous expansion of Mengcheng, the area has exceeded Sanxiang City more than ten times, enough to accommodate the lives of millions of mortals.
Indeed, as Ren Qing expected, the prosperity in the town did not differentiate between day and night.
The doors of each shop are open most of the time, and the waiters from "Changsheng Township" entertain the customers.
The waiter placed his right hand on the teapot, and as the pure Yang palm of the high fever patient moved, wisps of white smoke soon came out of the spout.
Physical martial arts have been extended to all people, but there are always people who have difficulty improving their qualifications.
They usually go to Dream City in their sleep to find a decent job to contribute to the family's daily expenses.
Because time flows faster in the Immortality Restricted Area than in the outside world. It only lasts for a few dozen years in the outside world, but decades have already passed inside.
Even the young children who first entered the restricted area are now gray-haired.
Even if some mortals break through the limit of lifespan through physical martial arts practice, most mortals are still unavoidable from birth, old age, illness and death.
The forbidden area of immortality has also been passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation, and has become the "town of immortality".
The streets were busy with traffic, and several giant lizards passed by carrying goods.
There are not many caravans in Mengcheng, and there are only a few routes, including the land of bones where zombies practice; the mountain wilderness where demon tribes gather; Cishi Tianshangtian far away by the sea of wine...
There are also some smaller villages that were founded by strangers.
The aliens were the group of people that Ren Qing exchanged for the Resurrection Pill when he was in the Dead Zone, and they were placed everywhere in the world in the stomach.
If they want to join the Jailer Hall, they must go to Wuwei City next to the Wine Lake after they reach adulthood in order to obtain the inheritance of the Jailer Law.
Not counting the population of Changsheng Township, the number of monks in the Prison Hall is already 40,000.
After all, you can become a zombie after you die, so the number of monks only increases, and the strength of the Jailer Hall expands at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Tang Sheng was walking on the streets in the west of the city, where there are many temples and the population is dominated by Ci people who believe in the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva.
The Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva in the temple is slightly different. Its appearance is 50 or 60% similar to that of Ren Qing. It is also known as the "Mercy Buddha".
The Ci people now do not recognize the original Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva at all, and even compare him to a false Buddha, which everyone despises.
Along the way Tang Sheng walked, monks kept greeting him with folded hands, which shows the latter's prestige among the Ci people.
He responded with a helpless expression, obviously encountering something troublesome, and at the same time, he used birds and beasts to contact the real person Yuhua.
The Ci family's status in the Jailing Hall belongs to a branch of the Zu family, similar to the Temple of the Empress Dowager who specializes in Cordyceps sinensis.
Tang Sheng quickly walked through the busy area and came to the deserted temple.
There are at least a dozen Maitreya Bodhisattva temples here, but from the incense stand at the door, it can be seen that no one has paid attention to them for a long time.
Cishi people are also very taboo about temples and will deliberately stop walking when approaching them.
The movement caused by Tang Sheng was not small, but not a single monk appeared. The temples seemed to be isolated islands floating on the sea.
Full of eerie and terrifying atmosphere.
His expression became solemn, and he even instinctively maintained his technique, causing the muscles in his body of more than two meters to tighten.
Relying on resources and hard training, Tang Sheng has achieved two levels of treachery in the Diamond Body as his major, and the Ghost Envoy realm in his two minor subjects.
He stood at the entrance of the alley for a moment, and Taoist Yuhua descended with his flying sword.
"Take it easy..."
"I'm fine."
Taoist Yuhua is wearing a brocade robe, the material of his flying sword is also unusual, and his cultivation level has even touched the distraction stage (Yang Shen realm).
In fact, he was only one chance away from breaking through the distraction period. As for the resources for cultivation, he was even more generous than Tang Sheng.
Since the affiliated forces of the Jailer Hall were refined, each branch has been managed by someone.
Master Taihan directly refused to take charge of the branch in exchange for integrating into the Prison Hall, and finally Taoist Yuhua took charge of the insect vein.
The rest of the forces, such as the pawns with the most monks, are under the jurisdiction of Ren Qing, and Li Tiangang is in charge.
The root of the Wuwei Taoist Temple is made of green pine seeds, but Han Li has already gone into seclusion to attack the Yincha Realm, and it is estimated that it will soon change its owner.
The cocoon veins are born in the forest, and the cocoon people need to be immersed in vitality to slow down their aging, so their cultivation level is slightly lower, and they are still undergoing a strange transformation.
The person in charge of the corpse veins must be a corpse ghost who has recovered his Yangshen realm cultivation, but the corpse ghost has been missing most of the time.
Li Yaoyang went to seclusion to break through the realm of Yangshen. As his disciple, the corpse ghost naturally protected him throughout the process to avoid sudden changes.
The demon vein is the most special. After all, the demon types are very different, so they are managed separately, with Hu Wen as the person in charge.
Currently, the Jailer's Hall allocates a certain amount of resources to the monks who are in charge of the branches, in order to bring about a healthy cycle of affiliated forces as soon as possible.
"Let's go, Master Yuhua, something may happen again."
"It's been several years..."
Tang and Sheng walked quickly side by side, seeming to be looking for something.
The closer they got to the remote temple, the more oppressive the atmosphere became, and they could even smell a pungent smell of blood.
Under normal circumstances, Mengcheng is transformed by Ren Qing's magic, and with the background of the Earth Immortal Toe Lifting Technique, there is no possibility of any instability.
But what happened at the temple was a bit strange.
Ever since Ren Qing went into seclusion, various strange things began to happen in the temples in Mengcheng, and they only concentrated at dawn.
At first, the monk heard a head hitting the ground, but then it gradually became more severe, and the smell of blood filled the air, making people's hair stand on end.
Li Tiangang attached great importance to this and came to the temple in person to check the situation.
He suspected that Ren Qing had been eroded by Yin Qi in seclusion, which caused signs of corpse transformation in his body and soul, indirectly affecting Mengcheng.
But after asking the ghoul, he couldn't find even a trace of Yin Qi.
Li Tiangang kept vigil in the temple area for several days. However, several Yang Shen realm attempts were unable to detect the actual situation, so they had to give up.
The sound of heads falling to the ground would still be heard in the temple every day, and the smell of blood became increasingly strong, making it difficult for the monks to rest assured in their morning classes.
Tang Sheng had no choice but to empty out the temple area and let the monks go to the stomach inside the forbidden corpse to conduct morning classes and practice.
It has been more than a year since the incident occurred, but fortunately no one was injured.
Li Tiangang checked several times, but he still felt hallucinations and hallucinations. Even if a mortal lived in them for a long time, they would not have much impact.
Seeing this, Li Tiangang stopped spending manpower and just asked Tang Sheng to be responsible for the security of the temple.
With the complexity of Dream City, even if Da Meng Zhenren came, he might not be able to find any clues. It would be better to wait for Ren Qing's retreat to end.
Tang Sheng did not dare to neglect and kept paying attention to the strange things in the temple.
The temple barely maintained calm, but the sound of the head hitting the ground became louder and the smell of blood was so strong that it was pungent.
The temple is like a cancer in the dream city, looking out of place.
The reason why Tang Sheng was so panicked was because some monks were said to have seen something indescribably strange early yesterday morning.
There was an indescribable figure sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue and whispering.
The monk listened carefully and found that his voice seemed to be constantly reciting difficult scriptures, and his intonation could not tell the difference between likes and dislikes, as if there was no emotion involved.
He turned around and ran away, and then returned to the temple after contacting Tang Sheng.
But there was no figure inside. Looking up, I saw a courtyard filled with sunshine. Against the backdrop of the fallen leaves, there was no trace of haze.
For Tang Sheng, the incident in the temple was too weird.
The strange phenomenon that can appear under the eyes of the Yang Shen Realm can't find any source, but no matter how strange it is, the monks are not injured.
After Tang Sheng informed Li Tiangang through birds and beasts, he and Taoist Yuhua found a corner to squat and prepare to wait for the sunrise.
The two of them were silent, their eyes fixed on the outermost temple.
Yesterday, it was this one...
Bang!
"Coming!"
Tang Sheng was about to get up, but was held down by Taoist Yuhua, who signaled him to wait a moment.
The sound of banging the head on the ground sounded one after another, followed by the unpleasant smell of blood, mixed with the whispers of chanting scriptures.
The two looked at each other and then walked slowly towards the temple.
The vision in the temple was not dangerous, otherwise it would not have caused even the slightest ripples in the crowded Dream City.
There is just an invisible sense of oppression.
It was as if they were about to come into contact with an unknown existence, their heartbeats gradually accelerated, and their foreheads were covered with veins due to congestion.
Taoist Yuhua's cultivation was even more advanced, so he walked into the temple first.
Tang Sheng followed closely behind. He looked around the courtyard. There was only a withered mulberry tree and a deliberately closed well.
The two of them did not relax and walked towards the main hall where the statues were placed.
Under the illumination of the moonlight, the main hall looked completely different from what it was during the day, and looked inexplicably eerie.
"What the hell?!"
Click.
The blue bricks on the soles of Tang Sheng's feet were broken. It was because he was in a confused state of mind and couldn't control his strength. The pupils of his eyes were only the size of pinheads.
Master Yuhua followed his gaze and couldn't help but take a breath.
The statue of the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva in the main hall is nowhere to be seen, and a figure is sitting on the altar, reciting sutras with unknown meaning.
The figure is tall and has six arms, but no head. It seems to be doing morning exercises, with a feeling of intertwined Buddha nature and demonic nature.
The smell of blood was emanating from the figure's neck, and the same was true for his voice, as if he was speaking with an exposed trachea.
"It seems to be a secret transmission of Buddhist teachings?"
Tang Sheng listened for a few breaths and couldn't help but murmured to himself: "Ten bodies and souls, all in one moment?"
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know. It seems that Buddha has ten bodies."
Tang Sheng looked puzzled, why did he feel that the figure seemed to be reminding them, but why did it appear in the dream city transformed by Ren Qing's magic.
The two exited the main hall and waited quietly.
In just a moment, Li Tiangang hurried to the temple. After seeing the six-armed figure sitting cross-legged on the altar, his breathing became rapid.
"Song Zongwu?"
As soon as he spoke, his figure suddenly disappeared like a phantom, and there was a statue of the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva sitting on the altar.
Tang Sheng and the two had heard of Song Zongwu, who was said to be in the Yangshen Realm of the Prison Hall, but they had never seen him in person.
Li Tiangang did not explain to them, turned around and summoned his monks to discuss.
The imprisoned corpse has been in the canyon for five years, and the troubles in the temple have been intensifying. If it weren't for Ren Qing, it probably originated from the outside world.