Chapter five hundred and eighty second bloody cemetery
The Buddhist bell in the ancient temple, the moon is white and the wind is clear.
The back hill of Nantian Temple is overgrown with weeds, old branches and leaves obscure the sky, and the ground covered with fallen leaves is covered with mottled moon shadows.
After passing through the jungle, we came to a mountain col.
A dilapidated pavilion, a lonely grave, and a stone tablet with the word "媗" engraved on it.
Long Cangyue stood in front of the grave for a long time. The bright moonlight fell on her cheeks, reflecting her white skin, like jade wax. Her green hair swayed in the wind, like a wisp of green waterfall. Flying.
"Master, how did my mother die?" Her eyes were a little moist, and her pupils seemed to be soaked in water. Even her eyelashes were soaked, but she tried hard to open her eyes wide and not let the pain in her eyes Tears flowed out.
A white-clothed Xiao Heshan, who looked to be only eight or nine years old, stood behind her with a dull expression, holding a rosary in his hand and said: "After Concubine Ji Shen heard the news of your death, she lost all hope and took the ten thousand years of ice soul. Death when life is cut off."
Long Cangyue's jade body was trembling and her heart was bleeding, "Why didn't Feng Feiyun tell my mother that I didn't die? Why did he?"
Maitreya clasped his hands together, took the broom from the pavilion, swept the fallen leaves on the ground, and said: "In the winter two years ago, there was white snow here, and silver flowers were flying for thousands of miles. The weather was much colder than now, your mother She died in the arms of Donor Feng. She didn't seem too cold at the time and left with a smile."
"What about Feng Feiyun? He just watched my mother die." Long Cangyue squeezed her palms tightly.
"Your mother's life is really hard, and dying is actually a relief. Miss Long, don't blame yourself too much, and don't blame Donor Feng. In fact, no one is at fault, it is the world that is wrong." Maitreya. road.
The tears in Long Cangyue's eyes finally fell, and she knelt in front of the grave, kowtowed deeply three times, and whispered something.
Maitreya was cleaning the fallen leaves. Suddenly, the fallen leaves on the ground turned into blood, as if they had turned into pieces of divine blades, filled with a strange and murderous aura. The atmosphere in the entire mountain col became weird in vain.
Maitreya's eyes flashed with light, he clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, how dare any evildoer come to my Nantian Temple to cause trouble?"
Black shadows were swaying outside the mountain col, a dark wind was blowing in the air, many demons and evil spirits gathered together, and a sinister laughter came from the darkness.
Long Cangyue, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly flew up, and a dark spiritual sword flew out from between his eyebrows. The sword was covered with ancient patterns, and he said in a cold voice: "Three differences in the Yang world, three evils in the Yin world, you guys Why do people from the Yin and Yang Realms come to disturb my mother's peace?"
In the darkness, a ghost shadow floated out, wearing white clothes, like a ghost suspended in the air, and said gloomily: "The ninth lord of the lower underworld, Li Bashan, comes here under the orders of the White-skinned Ghost King. Take the left eye of the King of Hell."
"The left eye of the King of Hell." Long Cangyue's heart moved. She had already fused the left eye of the King of Hell, and these people were actually here to find her.
The great Maitreya's Buddha energy condensed on his body, and the Buddha's light surrounded his body, and his skin seemed to be coated with a layer of gold paint. He said: "The venerable master of the underworld dares to come to the Shenjin Dynasty at will. Aren't he afraid of the punishment of the mother of the underworld?" "
In the darkness, there was a lot of eerie laughter: "The mother of the underworld has long been forced out of the underworld. Now the overlord of the underworld is the white-skinned ghost king. This time the white-skinned ghost king leads all the venerables from the underworld to God. The purpose of the Jin Dynasty is to let us in the underworld dominate this land."
"The masters of this land are supposed to be us, the Three Evils of the Yin Realm and the Three Different Dimensions of the Yang Realm. The Jin Dynasty and the Five Great Dynasties will all be wiped out."
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"This is the capital of the gods. No disturbance can be hidden from the Emperor of Jin." Long Cangyue said.
A huge alien with three heads walked out and said: "With us, the number one master in the Yang Realm, deceiving the secrets of heaven, it is impossible for those in the royal family to know what is happening here."
"The left eye of the King of Hell is on her body. If we extract her menstruation, peel her skin, and burn her into ashes, we will definitely be able to find the left eye of the King of Hell."
The alien with three heads chased and killed him, spitting out flames from the three heads at the same time, and the hot flames melted the earth into magma.
Long Cangyue guarded the tomb behind him, held the sword secret in his hand, and slashed out the spirit sword, drawing out a sword river more than thirty meters long, and chopped off the strange-shaped head.
"Huhu."
Two ghost figures rushed up from behind. They were both wrapped in shrouds and dripping with blood. Their whole bodies were covered with electric light, making them extremely ferocious.
Long Cangyue's eyes were cold and she said coldly: "Swallow the sky and the earth."
The palm of her hand seemed to turn into a black hole, swallowing up the two powerful ghosts, instantly refining the essence of the two ghosts and transforming them into her own power.
"Evil spirit treasure hunter, my God, she has practiced the evil spirit treasure hunting technique in "Ling Bao Chapter"."
An exclamation came from the darkness. Suddenly, the exclamation stopped abruptly because it had been swallowed by Long Cangyue and turned into a mummy, lying on the ground.
The treasure hunter is the nemesis of the three evil spirits in the yang world and the three evil spirits in the yin world. Among them, the evil treasure hunter is the most terrifying. Not only the three deviants in the yang world and the three evil spirits in the yin world are afraid of him, but even human monks are afraid.
Because the evil spirit treasure hunting technique can swallow up the power of all spiritual monks and turn it into its own power. This is a practice that is close to robbery. It is not tolerated by everyone in the world, and will be besieged once discovered.
More than a dozen powerful black shadows attacked Long Cangyue at the same time, trying to surround and kill her. Three of them were venerable figures, extremely powerful, just like three sacred mountains standing in the sky.
Black mist escaped from Long Cangyue's body, and the cold air was biting. He thrust the spiritual sword in his hand toward the ground, and a world-destroying array pattern spread out with the spiritual sword as the center, killing the more than ten powerful black shadows. They flew out and were swallowed by her one by one, turning into mummies on the ground.
But the number of opponents was too terrifying. In the end, she was seriously injured. Her clothes were soaked with blood, and the power in her body became extremely chaotic. Because too much power was swallowed up, she also suffered a backlash. .
Maitreya's cultivation was so advanced that he blocked most of the attacks. He had countless Buddhist teachings on his body. He fought with more than ten venerables at the same time and was severely injured. He was constantly vomiting blood.
"Being an enemy of our Yin and Yang realms is seeking death."
Li Bashan, the eighth lord of the underworld, smiled coldly. The ghost mist on his body was so powerful that he punched out a mountain of bones, which hit Maitreya's vest with a crack, almost breaking Maitreya's back.
"Master." Long Cangyue called, wanting to go to the rescue, but was blocked by a zombie from the underworld.
Maitreya's face was pale, and his young face was stained with crimson blood. Although he was only eight or nine years old, he gave people an indescribable sense of holiness. He gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up, I will Help you open a way out."
Maitreya clasped his hands together and recited the "Immortal Zen Sutra" in his mouth. The golden light on his body burned even more brightly, as if it was burning. His eyes opened, and two terrifying killing lights burst out from his pupils. At the same time, dozens of black shadows were wiped out.
Long Cangyue beheaded the Zhixie Venerable from the underworld, and then fled towards the direction where Maitreya opened the door.
"Where to escape."
Immediately, a group of dark and cold shadows chased her.
The Great Maitreya's eyes burst open and shouted: "All living beings will perish."
He wanted to perform a forbidden Buddhist technique, and at the cost of his own life, he wanted to leave all the evil spirits like this, allowing Long Cangyue to escape.
"No living being can perish."
Li Bashan, the eighth lord of the underworld, gave Zheng a spear. Like a black dragon, it burst through the sky and made a sharp roar. It just penetrated the mouth of Maitreya and passed through the back of his head. A piece of his skull flew away. When he got out, half of the forbidden technique that Maitreya had used suddenly stopped. His mouth was dripping with blood, his head was pierced, and his body flew back and hit the solitary tombstone.
"Bang."
The tombstone was torn into pieces. Maitreya's eyes were wide open, and he was lying on the grave covered in blood. He kept making "gurgling" sounds from his mouth, as if he was coughing up blood, and his body was shaking violently.
Li Bashan walked over, with a ferocious smile on his face, stepped on Maitreya's neck, held the spear, pulled the bloody spear out of his body, and then plunged it into his heart. .
The great Maitreya could no longer move, his young face was covered with blood, and his eyes were staring at the sky.
Heaven and earth are silent.
"Let's go and hunt down that Ji family girl. We must take back the left eye of the King of Hell."
All the evil spirits in the Yin and Yang realms have retreated. In the mountain valley, the sound of wind is heard, and the smell of blood permeates the air. The blood flows out from the heart of Maitreya, and it will not dry up for a long time.
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The next day, on the mountain road.
Feng Feiyun walked in the front, looking at the Buddhist temples all over the mountain and the mountains with grass growing and orioles flying, walking on the road he had walked before, and feeling indescribable emotions in his heart.
He did not visit the abbot Maitreya of Nantian Temple first, but planned to visit Ji Lingmei's grave first. He had not come for two years, and the ancient roads were already overgrown with weeds.
"Feng Feiyun, where are you taking us? Didn't you say we would go to the Ji family for revenge?" Ji Xiaonu walked in front of Feng Feiyun, put his hands on his hips, and stopped him.
Feng Feiyun was holding paper money and incense candles in his hands, and his face was full of worry. Even he didn't know what he was worried about, and said: "Go to pay homage to an old friend."
"Nima, after arriving in the capital of the gods, I immediately came to worship the dead. Who are you kidding? I secretly met my lover." Mao Wugui followed at the end, running out of breath before he could keep up with the pace of the three people in front.
"Yes, yes, yes, secret meeting with lovers." Feng Feiyun said.
After learning from Sha Xingyun that the Yin Realm and the Yang Realm were going to besiege the Ji family to seize the "Lingbao Chapter" and the "Yangshen Taiji Gua", Feng Feiyun rushed towards the capital of the gods without stopping, both of which were If it is too important, once it falls into the hands of evildoers in the Yang and Yin realms, the consequences will be disastrous.
After arriving in the divine capital, Feng Feiyun could not help but think of Ji Lingmei and Nangong Hongyan. The goddess Taiwei was protected by the royal family. Feng Feiyun did not want to come into contact with the royal family now, so he came to worship Ji Ling first. Well, by the way, I asked Maitreya about the whereabouts of the Ji family.
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