What does it feel like to not be able to jump anymore? It's like the feeling of being pulled by some mysterious force underground when I first met the Emperor of the East Desert.
Nowadays, there are places in the ruins where flying is not allowed, but Yang Zhen can still leap forward with the strength of his body.
Now, I can’t even jump. Do I have to fight against the corpses that are like sea water?
That would be exhausting!
Obviously, Emperor Aotian and Emperor Golden Eagle also noticed the abnormality here. They looked at each other with calm faces and prepared for a battle.
However, Yang Zhen suddenly grabbed the two of them and sank into the ground with Han Yan'er and the mean cat.
Damn it, if I can’t go up to the sky, can’t this slut go down to the earth?
Boom! The four people and the cat disappeared on the spot. The Golden Eagle Emperor exclaimed, and was shocked when he realized what was happening. He looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, and asked after a while: "Boy, is there anything you can't do?"
Even Emperor Aotian was surprised by such a pure Ksitigarbha technique and looked at Yang Zhen in doubt.
Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "Now is not the time to care about these details. Something must have changed here. Maybe someone has come in."
"Someone came in?"
The Golden Eagle Emperor's face darkened, he stared at Yang Zhen and asked, "How did you know?"
Yang Zhen took a deep breath, pointed at his nose, and said, "I said I smelled it, do you believe me?"
As early as when he came in, Yang Zhen felt that there was an incompatible aura mixed in the world. These auras should not belong to this place and were rejected by the laws of this place.
That feeling was exactly the same as the rejection Yang Zhen felt the last time he came in.
I just don’t know why someone came in in just a few days, who are they, what did they do, and why the ruins of gods and demons have undergone such earth-shaking changes. These are all mysteries.
The rustling sound above his head gradually disappeared. Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help feeling a little fortunate.
To do something as high-sounding as pretending to be cool, you still need to have a certain foundation, otherwise it is easy to fail miserably.
The corpse could burrow into the ground, but its speed was not as fast as Yang Zhen, so it couldn't catch up.
Relying on his memory, Yang Zhen walked towards the place where he found the phantoms of gods and demons. Not long after, he came to the altars that were destroyed by Yang Zhen and Qin Luoyi.
At this moment, in the ruins of the altar, ghost-like things were floating in the air, emitting a bright light.
After Yang Zhen and his men came out from underground, their faces suddenly changed when they saw these ghosts.
"wrong!"
The mean cat was startled, stared at Yang Zhen and asked, "What's going on? You're so startled, do you want to scare me to death?"
Yang Zhen didn't have time to waste time talking to the mean cat. He stared at the ghost in the air and said, "Why are these people still here?"
Still here?
Emperor Golden Eagle and Emperor Aotian were stunned and looked at Yang Zhen in surprise.
These surviving ghosts are actually a kind of spirit, but they are existences without any consciousness. It is normal for them to wander between heaven and earth.
Emperor Aotian did not see the scene where Yang Zhen and Qin Luoyi smashed the altar, so of course he didn't know the strangeness of it.
"In other words, the trapped spirits that you and the Empress of the Su Imperial Palace released were actually in an illusion. Is this the true situation of the altar?"
The Golden Eagle Emperor asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Yang Zhen nodded. He was also worried about this situation. He was even a little confused about whether Qin Luoyi was Qin Luoyi.
Why did Qin Luoyi suddenly possess a holy body? What exactly happened? Yang Zhen was confused, and Qin Luoyi himself didn't understand it either.
If Qin Luoyi is fake...it can't be fake, damn, the sheets are rolled up, how can it be fake?
Yang Zhen shook his head, temporarily putting aside the doubts in his heart, and asked: "Two seniors, these ghosts have been trapped here for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, and they should have gone with the wind. Do you have any way to help them, or... save them?"
For salvation?
Hearing this, the Golden Eagle Emperor's face turned pale, and he said in a deep voice: "Boy, I don't know where you heard this magical power from. It is not an easy task to liberate a dead soul, and liberating a dead soul is a great merit. The so-called immeasurable merit can make one become a Buddha on the spot. This is the legendary ability of Buddhist practitioners, which has been lost for who knows how many tens of thousands of years."
Buddhist practice!
Yang Zhen narrowed his eyes and looked at the Golden Eagle Emperor, his heart already filled with turbulent waves.
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
Yang Zhen had seen Zen meditation and heard Buddhist verses, but no one had ever systematically called these cultivators Buddhist cultivators! Could it be that there was really a Buddhist tradition in the Great Wilderness World? Just when Yang Zhen was feeling mixed emotions, Emperor Aotian suddenly said, "Yang Zhen, if you really want to liberate these dead souls, there is a way, but..."
"What is the solution?"
Yang Zhen's eyes lit up and he asked immediately.
The mean cat at the side shook his head and said, "Impossible. Yang brat doesn't even know how to use the power of faith in him, let alone use it to save the souls of the dead."
Hearing what Jianmao said, Yang Zhen exclaimed, "Can the power of faith save the souls of the dead?"
What kind of power is the power of faith and what can it be used for? As Jianmao said, Yang Zhen really didn't understand.
But even the humble cat didn't know that Yang Zhen was not completely unable to use the power of faith. It was as if the humble cat had a feeling that it was the supreme ruler here. When Yang Zhen entered the ruins of gods and demons, he was also able to control the power of faith.
The Golden Eagle Emperor showed a puzzled look on his face. After a moment's silence, he explained, "In fact, the inheritance of the descendants of the Southern Border Demon God is a kind of inheritance similar to the power of faith. Their power all comes from their beliefs. Their reverence for the gods and demons makes them possess power close to the law. Their methods are extremely mysterious and powerful. My master once said that if the inheritance of the descendants of the Demon God can truly be recognized by the Demon God, then their power will not be something we can contend with."
The inheritance of the descendants of the demon god is actually the power of faith? Yang Zhen took a breath and became more and more interested.
These words sound like the inheritance of Western power on the blue planet.
If you want to use the power of faith, is it enough to find those so-called descendants of gods and demons? Yang Zhen had some hope that the people who came in this time were the descendants of gods and demons in southern Xinjiang. After all, ordinary people would not come in here to seek death.
It is true that there is an opportunity for inheritance in the Demon God's ruins, but one must be alive to get it. It is a place where one can lose one's life if one is not careful, so many cultivators still have some fear in their hearts.
Just when Yang Zhen was wondering whether he should take the initiative to look for the descendants of gods and demons, Emperor Golden Eagle and Emperor Aotian exchanged glances at him.
Yang Zhen took a deep breath. He also felt that someone was watching them, and it was a strong man.
As for how strong this strong man is, you can only know it after fighting him! The next moment, Yang Zhen didn't even want to fight.
Damn it, that feeling of covetousness became stronger and stronger. The worst thing was that this breath turned from one into two, and then a series of breaths surged in.
Where do all these strong men come from? Are the majority bullying the minority? (End of this chapter)