Yan Chixia looked at the main hall in front of her, stunned and speechless.

He didn't expect that Chen Yi would use this method to hide the original Lanruo Temple.

What shocked him even more and made him speechless was the scene in front of him.

"I didn't expect that this place is the true face of Lanruo Temple. It's a waste that I, Yan Chixia, have been here for many years without even realizing it."

Yan Chixia sighed, and immediately clasped her hands together and bowed to the bones around her.

"I, Yan Chixia, have never worshiped gods and Buddhas, but I have to do so today. All the eminent monks sacrificed their lives to quell the demons. They are truly merciful and admirable."

Hundreds of monks' bones and corpses were sitting cross-legged in the hall, and blood was spread on the walls and on the ground...

At first glance, it looks scary and eerie.

But he could feel the fearlessness and compassionate determination emanating from it.

The impact on his soul was even greater.

He had also lived in seclusion in Lanruo Temple for a long time, and even stayed in this hall all the time, without realizing that there was another aspect here, hiding such a shocking scene.

Although from what Chen Yi said, the disaster at Lanruo Temple was not unrelated to those eminent monks.

But we cannot deny their ambition.

This is even more true for hundreds of monks.

Zhiqiu Yiye also looked at the scene in front of him, stunned and speechless, with no escape from the past.

Little monk Kongkong was much calmer than him. He just clasped his hands together, still holding the pacifier in his mouth, and muttered scriptures.

His small face was solemn and somewhat solemn.

"If there is a cause, there must be an effect; if there is an effect, there must be a cause."

Chen Yi walked over slowly.

"It is true that all the monks in Lanruo had a momentary obsession that led to disaster, so sacrificing their lives to be benevolent can be regarded as the retribution of cause and effect. They have paid off their evil deeds. It is a pity that all the monks in this temple were innocently implicated."

"But the cause of the disaster is not necessarily just the stubbornness of the monks."

Yan Chixia thought deeply: "Master means the underworld..."

"Yan Daxia saw the master's suicide note, Lan Ruo's calamity, the blood letter of the barefoot monk..."

Chen Yi walked up to the earthly treasure statue and said, "There are changes in the underworld, and there is a high probability that this trip will be dangerous and unpredictable. Hero Yan, Taoist Master Zhiqiu, you two have really decided to go in with the young monk."

Ghost gate?"

In fact, according to Chen Yi's own wishes, he didn't plan to move until he recovered from his injuries.

But something unexpected happened to his plan.

I still don’t have the money to make trouble...

In the White Snake World, he received a reward, an opportunity to refine treasures, but he has not used it yet.

Chen Yi's original plan was to use the power of Gray Screen to refine the Avalokitesvara Dharma as a magic weapon.

During this period, he had already tried it once in the Copper Palace.

It's just that he seems to have forgotten the virtue of Hui Mu's insistence on money, and the result is natural failure.

It was obviously a reward, but for this opportunity to refine the treasure, not only did he have to find a treasure refiner himself, but he also had to spend a lot of effort!

For Chen Yi, who is now penniless, there is no other option but to risk his life to make some money...

When Yan Chixia knew that he was going to the underworld, she asked to accompany him.

When he asked this question, Yan Chixia naturally said without hesitation: "If the gate of ghosts is opened, it will be a major disaster that will affect the world, and Yan is fully responsible."

Zhiqiu Yiye said a little coyly: "I'm a little afraid of death... However, since the master and seniors have gone, I won't go. If I miss something, it will be a big loss, so master, please don't leave me

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"Well, if that's the case, then the four of you and I will enter the ghost gate together and see what extraordinary things are behind the ghost gate."

Chen Yi saw this and stopped trying to dissuade him.

In fact, although his Dao injuries have not yet healed, they have suppressed most of them, and most of his cultivation levels have been liberated. Even the incarnation of the demon is not really afraid of the underworld behind the ghost gate.

I also wonder, if it is so powerful, how can it be possible to seal it with just the golden bodies of the six monks of Lanruo Temple?

It was really a near-death danger, and he couldn't possibly take Kong Kong with him.

Taking him with me this time is also to let Kong Kong have more experiences and grow up faster.

First, he needs help.

Secondly, Chen Yi didn't want to just keep going forward, and in the end, when he looked back, he was just alone.

Therefore, now he consciously cultivates the people around him and tries his best to give them opportunities to improve.

Back to business.

Chen Yi raised his head and looked at the treasure sign hidden in the ground. He Shi was in front of him and bowed respectfully three times.

Then he straightened up, stretched out his hand, and put it on the five-color lotus platform under the treasure.

With just this contact, Chen Yi felt a very cold and yin aura, worming its way in from the fingertips and palms where he touched the treasure.

The yin is extremely weak, but it is also extremely domineering.

Like an extremely small drill bit, even his Arhat's golden body was slightly shaken by the drill bit.

Although it failed to invade his body, the cold and cold feeling made him feel cold all over his body.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Chen Yi's abnormality at this moment was caught by Yan Chixia.

Chen Yi nodded and said: "It is indeed a little troublesome. Let's take precautions and protect ourselves."

When Yan Chixia and Zhiqiu Yiye heard this, they did not dare to relax. They each gathered their magic power and guarded and protected.

Kongkong stood behind Chen Yi.

"boom!"

The moment Chen Yi picked up the treasure from the ground with both hands, he received the treasure into the Sumeru space.

A black pillar soared into the sky from it.

Seeing the top of the Main Hall as if it were nothing, it shot straight out of the top and rushed out of the Demon-Conquering Mountain above.

On the mountain, they were discussing how to rescue Qian Duoduo and Xie Yu who were trapped in the "club", as well as some pilgrims who came here because of their reputation, when they suddenly felt a violent vibration under their feet.

Before he could react, he saw a black pillar rushing out from the mountain at his feet, penetrating the entire mountain in an instant and straight into the sky.

But at this moment, the entire Fumo Mountain suddenly lit up with bright golden light.

The black pillar soared into the sky, reaching a height of a hundred feet in the air in an instant.

But it was blocked by the sudden golden light.

Like a cage, the black mist is tightly trapped, making it difficult to move forward at all.

On one side of the mountain wall, a few lines of gold characters appeared: Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the root of Wanqi. I have cultivated for thousands of kalpas and proved my magical powers. Ghosts and demons are frightened, and spirits have lost their form.

The golden light that blocks the black pillars is emitted from these golden characters.

Qian Duoduo and all the pilgrims on the mountain looked at this scene in stunned silence.

The black pillar turned out to be some black smoke, which was so dense that it almost seemed to be condensed into substance.

Once blocked by the golden light, the black mist suddenly erupted and spread out in all directions, billowing like a tidal wave.

Almost instantly, the sky above Fumo Mountain was submerged.

It surged towards the Fumo Mountain below.

Seeing the billowing, solid black mist coming from the sky, the pilgrims on the mountain were terrified and screamed.

At this time, the golden light on the mountain changed again, and the golden light twisted, spread and entangled, like threads and locks, and actually weaved a large net in an instant, trapping all the black mist.

The black mist was billowing and surging, rushing left and right, but not a trace leaked out.

Seeing this scene, the pilgrims felt as if they had seen a miracle.
Chapter completed!