With that settled, the handsome young monk was asked to guard Chu Ci and the green donkey at the edge of the valley, while Fang Xing carried the God-striking Bow and entered the valley. This action attracted a lot of onlookers. This valley was already a famous strange place outside the Demonic Abyss. It was an ancient temple, and no one knew whether it was a blessed land or a source of disaster. So many cultivators gathered here, and most of them wanted to see if they could encounter an immortal fate. However, in the face of this strange valley, there were really not many who could really harden their hearts to go in, for fear of provoking some kind of existence.
Seeing Fang Xing enter, all the cultivators also secretly praised him. No wonder he was famous in the four provinces. He was really brave.
From the outside, the valley was only a hundred miles wide. No one knew where the fog rose from, rolling and rolling, covering the entire valley. After Fang Xing entered the valley, even with the strength of his Divine Sense, he could only see within a radius of ten feet. He was a little surprised. He had cultivated the Supreme Sensing Scripture. If even he could only see within a radius of ten feet, then wouldn't ordinary Jindan Stage cultivators be like blind people?
This fog was a little strange. He also paid attention and looked at it with the Yin and Yang Fiendgod mirror, but there was no result.
The Yin and Yang Fiendgod mirror could identify almost all things, but it was not omniscient and omnipotent. Now that his realm had increased, he also encountered some things that he could not identify. It was said that this magic treasure was refined from the memory of a certain immortal, which made sense. Immortals did not know all things …
"There are so many powerful prohibitions …"
Entering the valley, Fang Xing walked forward in small steps, on guard.
He discovered that there were many great restrictions in the valley. Some of them had already lost their effectiveness due to the passage of time. However, there were also some that still possessed frightening might. As such, he could only carefully avoid them and stealthily proceed into the valley …
"Eh?"
After walking for a short distance, the fog in front of them suddenly dissipated, revealing a large tree. It was simple and unadorned, but it was already withered and full of holes. Underneath the tree, there was a skeleton sitting cross-legged in meditation, its body emanating an indescribable Buddhist aura.
"Bodhi Tree?"
The moment he saw this tree, Fang Xing was secretly shocked, and his eyes focused. That tree was the Bodhi Treasure Tree that Gautama Buddha had once cultivated. This kind of Treasure Tree belonged to the same realm as the legendary Fusang Divine Tree. Although there were similar trees in the mortal world, the real Treasure Tree that had such divine power was extinct. He did not expect to encounter such a tree in this valley …
Looking at this Bodhi tree, it had already rotted and had no signs of life. Only the top of the tree still had a green leaf.
"Oh my, am I seeing Buddha?"
Fang Xing's eyes widened as he tiptoed forward, wanting to reach out and touch it.
However, just as he approached, his body moved the airflow, and with a slight breeze, the incomparably realistic scene became distorted. After that, it turned into nothingness. Shockingly, it was just an illusion. There was nothing in front of him, and there was not a single thing in front of him …
"One cannot become a Buddha without going through the Great Tribulation!"
In the last scene, Fang Xing saw the skeleton open its eyes and speak.
"It is indeed a little strange!"
Fang Xing furrowed his brows and continued walking forward. At some unknown point in time, the ground beneath his feet had already turned crimson red, and it was wet as if it had been dyed with blood. Moreover, there were shockingly many strange corpses lying on the side of the road. They had strange appearances, and their limbs were broken. It was a miserable scene. Moreover, these strange corpses possessed a dense curse energy that didn't dissipate. Even Fang Xing didn't dare to rashly touch them. He was no longer an ordinary person now, and he knew how formidable it was. This was a curse that not only him, but even figures at the level of Daolords wouldn't be able to resist ….
Ordinary people would definitely turn and leave when they encountered such a strange phenomenon. However, Fang Xing was extremely daring, and he was worried about the Great Golden Crow, Li Hongyi, and the others. He gritted his teeth, raised his foot, and gently put it down. He stepped over the strange corpses and walked into the valley. Fortunately, that kind of curse was only concentrated on the strange corpses. As long as he did not touch them, the curse would not be triggered. This made him relax a little.
"One cannot become a Buddha without saving the world …"
After walking for who knows how many li, suddenly, a loud shout came from the front.
Fang Xing was startled. He looked up and saw that in front of him, there was a huge lotus in the Purple Bamboo Forest, and on the lotus, there was a holy and merciful woman. She stood on the lotus, holding a butcher's knife, and slaughtered wantonly. Beside the lotus, there were countless creatures that were no different from the strange corpses, and they were climbing quickly, fighting to reach the lotus, but they were all killed by the woman with a swing of her knife …
The holy woman was covered in blood, but the merciful look on her face was even stronger.
Fang Xing's movement seemed to have alarmed her. She turned her head, and there seemed to be a little more comfort in her eyes.
But it was also at this moment that the scene began to shake like ripples on water. The purple bamboo forest, the lotus, and the strange corpses all began to distort and then disappear. This was clearly an incomparably real scene, and Fang Xing could even smell the strong stench of blood. But as the void shook, everything began to become like flowers in a mirror and the moon in the water, disappearing in front of his eyes, as if they were formed from mist...
"This again?"
Fang Xing gritted his teeth, and made a bold decision.
He felt that the scene he saw was real, but there was a sense of falsehood in it, and it was difficult to understand.
This feeling of being unable to understand made him feel very uncomfortable. With the experience of the illusion under the Bodhi tree, this time, before the scene disappeared, he immediately made a decision. He quickly took out a small cauldron from behind him, and with a shake of it in the air, it had already grown to the size of a mountain. Then, he held the Pilgrimage Cauldron upside down, and like an alms bowl, he quickly scooped the ground …
At this time, the scene had not disappeared. There were countless strange corpses on the ground, and with this scooping, he scooped at least three or four of them into the Pilgrimage Cauldron. Although the strange corpses had a terrifying power of the curse, he did not directly touch it, so it could not hurt him. Even if there was a little bit of the curse that leaked out, it was suppressed by the powerful power of the Pilgrimage Cauldron, and did not dissipate.
His action, on the other hand, shocked the holy woman and the strange creatures in the Purple Bamboo Forest, as if they did not expect him to be so daring, but by doing so, they were alarmed, and the strange creatures roared soundlessly, and were about to rush towards him ….
Fang Xing was so frightened that he took a step back. When he looked again, he saw that the strange creatures had disappeared before they could rush towards him.
He hurriedly looked into the cauldron, and when he saw that the three strange corpses were still in the cauldron, he slightly relaxed.
"I'll look for Shinsyu later to study it!"
Fang Xing stuck countless talismans on the mouth of the cauldron to ensure that the aura inside would not leak out. Then, he shrank the Pilgrimage Cauldron and put it in his pocket, then continued forward. The more he walked, the more he muttered in his heart. Ever since he entered the valley, the scenes he saw were more realistic than the one before, and more bizarre than the one before. At first, he had thought that these were the images left behind by some almighty, but after using the Pilgrimage Cauldron to keep the three strange corpses, he no longer thought so. If they were illusions, the Pilgrimage Cauldron would not have left anything behind …
Right now, the strange corpses in the cauldron were proof that these scenes were all real!
"The Immortal touched my head, tied my hair, and gave me eternal life …"
"Croak, croak, croak. F * ck your Longevity Sword, are you trying to fish in troubled waters? I'm going to fight you to the death … "
Just as Fang Xing was deep in thought, he suddenly heard a series of curses in front of him. One of them was the voice of the Great Golden Crow. This immediately shocked him, and he hurried over. Soon, he passed through the thick fog and saw a huge battle ahead. The Great Golden Crow was fighting with three cultivators in white robes, holding white jade swords, and wearing devil masks. The three cultivators were shockingly powerful, and the three sword rays were like swimming dragons, coming and going, entangling the Great Golden Crow left and right, causing him to curse.
"We have no enmity with you, and we've never met before. Why did you set up an ambush to kill us?"
Beside him, someone shouted. In the fog, the figures of Li Hongyi and the others appeared. They were also being surrounded by a group of cultivators in white robes, white swords, and devil masks. This group of swordsmen appeared and disappeared unpredictably in the void. Their swordsmanship was ruthless, and their attacks were extremely strange, as if they were born to kill. It was extremely similar to Fang Xing's Ghost Obscuring Eyes, and with the Five Elements Escape Technique, they could actually hide in the surrounding rocks, trees, water, wind, and fire. They appeared and disappeared unpredictably, and when they attacked, it was extremely difficult to resist. The Great Golden Crow and the others were already seriously injured.
"Chi!"
In the midst of the fierce battle, Wang Qiong used her Wind and Fire Wheels to slash a cultivator who dashed out of the fog into three parts. However, before she could retract her wheels, a long sword suddenly appeared in the void behind her, directly piercing her from the front to the back and lifting her into the air. After that, three or four white iron chains reached over and tied her up tightly, pulling her into the thick fog.
And the cultivator who injured her with a sword held a long sword, and his sleeves fluttered as he approached the Great Golden Crow and the others. He said in a clear voice, "If you don't worship immortality, your life will be short. The boundless killing path has its own divine power! My fellow cultivators, someone has paid a huge price to buy your Longevity Talismans. We have to apologize for taking the money. If you want to blame someone, blame the person who bought your Longevity Talismans. Don't blame us! Under the Four Great Formations, there is no way you can survive with your cultivation. You'd better be on your way as soon as possible, settle the karma of this life, and enter the cycle of reincarnation! "
He also joined the battle. The Great Golden Crow and the others were in extreme danger. They could no longer hold on.
It was unknown where this group of people in white came from. Their cultivation was not very high, but their attacks were ruthless, as if they specialized in the killing path. There were more than ten of them. Together with their formation and their elusive escape technique, the Great Golden Crow, Li Hongyi, Han Ying, Li Ying, and the others were already separated. Even though the battle did not end, everyone was already injured and could no longer hold on …
"Where is Momi Mi …"
At this moment of despair, the fog at the end of the valley suddenly dispersed, revealing an ancient temple. It was a group of temples that occupied an unknown number of mountains. Spiritual cranes danced in the sky, green pines and cypresses, white clouds lingered, and the sound of Sanskrit could be heard. As the ancient temple appeared, the bell inside the temple rang, and the door of the temple suddenly opened, as if a path of survival had been opened in front of the Great Golden Crow and the others.
"Let's enter the temple first …"
When the Great Golden Crow and the others saw this, they had no choice but to rush into the temple together without hesitation.
"Who can escape from the Longevity Talisman?"
Behind them, the group of people in white robes were greatly surprised. They shouted and fought to catch up.
"Damn it, who dares to kill my brother?"
At this moment, Fang Xing had also arrived. Strangely, when he was still far away, he had already seen this scene. It looked like he was only a few feet away, but it took him ten minutes to reach them. Seeing that the Great Golden Crow and the others were in danger, he did not care about anything else. He took out a talisman stone from the God-Slaying Bow and shot it into the air.
Boom!
The void exploded, the airflow tumbled, and everything disappeared at the same time. Only thick fog was left, gathering and dispersing.
Everyone had actually disappeared at this moment.
"It's the same as before, an illusion?"
Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, then he took big strides forward. In front of him, there was only a stretch of barren hills and wild grass, and it was extremely quiet. There was neither the Great Golden Crow and the others who were fighting, nor the group of swordsmen in white robes who were chasing after them, nor was there the ancient temple that appeared at the time of danger and took them away. Everything was the same as what he had seen earlier, an illusion formed by the fog, not real.
Just that in the midst of his shock, he suddenly swept his gaze and found a blood-stained golden feather at the bottom of the valley.
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