Chapter 25 A Trip to the Underworld
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Lin Yue stretched his muscles and bones. With his current combat power, nothing below the Wheel Mirror could hurt him.
Even in transcendence, the chance of hurting him is very small.
"Little Saint King, I want to practice sword." Sword Maniac suddenly said.
Her whole body is now enveloped by powerful thunder sword energy, which seems to be about to break out of her body at any time.
Lin Yue knew that her combat body level was not high, so he took Jian Chi'er down the mountain, "They should be back."
Outside the sect master's hall, Lin Yue stood with his hands behind his back, and Yang Qing, Long Lin and Liu Wuhen arrived one after another.
"I brought the Yinglong tendon." Yang Qing bowed and handed a golden dragon tendon to Lin Yue.
Lin Yue nodded, and Long Lin also said: "The blood of the fire beast is here."
He took out a clay pot that was half a person's height, and a strong smell of blood could be smelled outside.
"It's very pure." Lin Yue smelled the scent, and Liu Wuhen also took out a piece of wood as tall as a human figure.
"The main trunk of the Heavenly Locking Dao Tree." Liu Wuhen said.
Lin Yue was very satisfied. He put away the three things and ordered, "In the next period of time, Long Lin and Yang Qing will practice with each other for three hours every day."
He looked at the other two, "Liu Wuhen, use the Fengyin Spear to spar with Jian Chier."
Liu Wuhen was a little surprised, "Don't worry, Little Saint King, I will lower my realm and practice with her."
Lin Yue smiled, "No need to lower it."
Liu Wuhen was stunned and looked at Jian Chier carefully, only to find that her whole body exuded a sword energy that shocked him!
"A sword cultivator of the second realm!" Liu Wuhen was overjoyed, "Great, I didn't expect that after Elder Yang, my Wangxian Sect has another sword cultivator of the second realm."
Yang Qing also looked at Jian Chier in shock. According to her observation, it would take Jian Chier a few more years to reach the threshold of the second realm.
"It was the Little Saint King who helped me break through." Jian Chier said with his head lowered.
Everyone looked at Lin Yue in even greater shock, only to see the latter shrug his shoulders and say, "If you practice well, everyone can make progress."
Liu Wuhen smiled. He could sense a terrifying force of Qi and blood from Lin Yue's every move. "We really need to practice hard. Otherwise, in a little while, the Little Saint King's fighting power will be far superior to ours."
Long Lin and Yang Qing nodded, and also noticed Lin Yue's integrated Qi and Yao Qi. (5,0);
That is the realm of dual cultivation of Yao Qi and combat body!
The four of them went off to practice. Lin Yue walked into the master's hall, and Qin Ji was already waiting for him.
"Everything is ready." On the table in front of Qinji, there was a dagger and a talisman.
Looking closely, there was a formation vaguely emerging on the table.
Lin Yue took out the Yinglong tendon, the blood of the flame beast, and the trunk of the Taoist tree and placed them in front of him.
Qin Ji frowned, "When will I be able to understand what the little holy king is thinking?"
Lin Yue smiled and said, "It's just a substitute."
He thought it was no big deal.
But for Qin Ji, it was extremely shocking.
Lin Yue inserted the tree trunk into the formation, and the talisman flew into the air. Lin Yue closed his eyes and pointed a finger at the talisman, "The purity of this life and death talisman is quite good."
After Lin Yue finished speaking, Qin Ji glanced at him unhappily and said, "Of course, the best is given to the little Saint King."
"You are becoming more and more obedient." Lin Yue smiled, and Qin Ji's face indeed flushed.
Lin Yue closed his eyes, and his spiritual thoughts immediately dissipated and merged into the talisman. The formation suddenly lit up and produced complex patterns.
Lin Yue's spiritual consciousness was no longer here. When it appeared, it had already reached a star.
This star is not a sphere, but a majestic river with no end in sight. The river floats in the sky and is a dry yellow color. If you look closely, you can see countless souls densely packed in the river.
Beside the river bank, a waterwheel moves slowly, pumping water from the river. Millions of souls flow from the river onto the waterwheel and are sent to the bank. There is an ancient bridge on the bank, with bright red flowers on both sides. On each flower, there seem to be countless tear-like stamens hanging, and the stamens bloom like the tears of a departed person.
These souls had confusion in their eyes as they walked along the bloodstains onto the ancient bridge. The shackles under their feet rubbed against the ancient bridge, making clanging sounds.
That river is called Huangquan
That waterwheel is called Samsara
That ancient bridge is called Naihe
That blood flower is called Lycoris radiata!
All of this seemed to be eternal. On the other side of the bridge, a sound of Sumeru flowed like thunder in the quiet square, echoing endlessly with rumbles.
"Only when all sentient beings are saved can one attain Bodhi" (5,0);
"I vow not to attain Buddhahood until hell is empty" (Note: Excerpted from the Sutra of the Original Vow of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva)
The voice suddenly stopped, and a pair of eyes suddenly opened, occupying half of the sky with a huge size. The eyes looked towards Samsara and suddenly noticed a figure appearing above.
The figure actually stopped on a name in the cycle of reincarnation, and that name was taken away directly. Where the name was originally located, a faint blue flame suddenly erupted and began to burn spontaneously.
In the end, the person and the name disappeared out of thin air, as if they had never appeared.
This eye was filled with rage, and suddenly the entire star seemed to be shocked by a force that could cause the sky to collapse and the earth to split apart. Ghosts wailed and the underworld churned.
"Who changed his own life?"
The sound spread throughout this cycle of reincarnation, the water in the Yellow Spring began to boil, and thousands of souls trembled, but no one dared to answer.
In the master's hall, Qin Ji looked at Lin Yue with concern, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Lin Yue finally open his eyes.
"Where have you been?"
As an expert in spiritual power, she naturally noticed that Lin Yue's spiritual power had just gone to a second place.
"Sure enough, his divine consciousness is not superior to mine, but he seems to have some secret method that allows his divine consciousness to freely travel through different time and space."
Qin Ji thought about it, but what she was most worried about now was that Lin Yue would return to the Demon Sea. If he was left behind by that terrifying existence, what would the Wangxian Sect do in the future?
Lin Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and a light suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand. Lin Yue smiled faintly and said, "I went to the underworld."
Qin Ji's expression suddenly changed, "Underworld, are you crazy?"
"That's the place of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva." Qinji couldn't help but tremble all over. "In the Ksitigarbha universe, the gathering place of the souls of the dead, the lord of the underworld, is more terrifying than the Seven Karma Demon Kings!"
Qin Ji always felt that she might never meet a big shot of that level in her lifetime, because once she did, just one look from the other party might lead to the complete disappearance of the Wangxian Sect!
But the young man in front of her escaped from the hands of Ksitigarbha. Looking at the thing in Lin Yue's hand, Qin Ji's chest heaved again. It turned out that he had taken something from the underworld!
Lin Yue shrugged, "I'm back now, right? Indeed, if I was a little slower, I would have been left behind."
Lin Yue smiled, but Qin Ji's heart beat faster and faster, "It's good that you're okay, it's good that you're okay."
Lin Yue shot the light spot into the trunk of the Taoist tree. Soon, the trunk shook, as if there was a human breath constantly wandering inside.
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