Chapter 185 Ghost Buddha (3)
"boom!"
"! What's wrong? What happened?!"
The evil energy in the abyss stagnated, and suddenly a muffled sound was heard.
A sense of unease rose in the hearts of the monks. But they had no time to react as the sea of blood surged back and gushed out!
The protective spiritual power that had been worn down to a weak level was suddenly disrupted by the impact of the sea of blood. Once the evil energy invaded the body, it would immediately cause a devastating blow to the cultivator's state of mind!
It is not surprising that he would even die from damage to his heart meridian!
Dong Dai, who had dived the deepest, gritted her teeth and suddenly withdrew her protective spiritual power, spreading her spiritual awareness to cover all the cultivators. A sea of blood and evil energy rushed through her body, instantly staining the hem of her light blue gown blood red. The meridians on her skin suddenly bulged and turned black, splashing black blood!
However, she pulled out the natal jade flute stored in her consciousness and played a gentle and peaceful song "The Moon and the Sea".
The spiritual power around his body was madly drawn into the jade flute, turning into countless musical lines that flowed into the sea of blood, then broke through the blood drops and captured all the cultivators first.
Dong Dai played silently.
Slowly, a phantom moon rose from the waves. The blue sea rippled slightly, peacefully and serenely, sweeping away the shimmering light.
"ah!"
Hundreds of cultivators suddenly appeared in the area that had been cleared long ago in Longlan City, their faces still showing panic and confusion. Only the male cultivator from the Lihuo Sect, the one with the lowest cultivation level, Rong Ma, felt a slight ripple in the air and subconsciously reached out to support the fallen Dong Dai.
Before the sea of blood swallowed up the other cultivators, Dong Dai and all the cultivators moved back to Longlan City.
These cultivators were transferred out by Dong Dai before they were swallowed by the sea of blood, so they were not hurt at all, but they consumed a lot of spiritual power.
Dong Dai was a music cultivator, a musical school. Unlike her sister Dong E, she was a support-oriented cultivator. She could pre-set the final note of a piece of music. This way, no matter where the piece ended, she could return to a safe place with her goal in mind.
The disadvantage is that only one final note can be set at a time, and there is a time limit for completing the music.
"Cough!" Dong Dai spat out a mouthful of black blood. All of her veins were invaded by evil energy, and the black, protruding veins almost covered her gentle and beautiful face. She reluctantly raised her head and smiled at Rong Ma: "Thank you..."
Dong Dai fainted, and her natal jade flute fell on the stone slab, making a crisp sound.
Rong Ma was slightly startled, then a strong sense of unwillingness surged in his heart. He endured it tightly, wrapped Dong Dai's body with spiritual power, and without hesitation took out a top-grade solidifying spirit pill and placed it in Dong Dai's mouth.
This Guling Pill was a rare treasure Rong Ma had found in a ruin. Half of it could stabilize a soul for ten thousand years. However, Rong Ma gave the only remaining Guling Pill in the world to Dong Dai to stabilize her soul.
"Hurry up and ask Ding Gong to come! Senior Sister Dong is injured!" The other cultivators also reacted immediately and sent a message to Jiang Yujie. Soon, Ding Jing Zhenren and Jiang Yujie arrived. Jiang Yujie's brows knitted together when he saw Dong Dai. The nonchalant expression on his face also faded. He extended his spiritual sense to investigate Dong Dai's condition.
Zhenren Dingjing first turned his head to look at Dong Dai, and twirled his fingers slightly in his sleeves. He naturally flicked his sleeves and put his hands behind his back, then turned around and asked in detail what kind of sudden change had occurred in the abyss.
"Even in Longlan City, we can see the sea of blood boiling. Some kind of aura is emerging. What happened? Has anyone among you seen anything?"
Zhenren Dingjing is the one actually in charge of the renovation of Longlan City. It is normal for him to obtain more important information and judge the situation at the first opportunity.
However, none of the monks got close enough to see what Luo Xuanyi was doing. After looking at each other, a monk from the Fenhua Society, whose diving depth was second only to Dong Dai, stood up.
He was a secular cultivator from the Fenhua Society, named Bai Zhen, and at the time, the closest to Dong Dai. His dark complexion made him resemble a miner or blacksmith, and his voice was honest, "None of us, including Senior Sister Dong, have ever descended to the depths of the abyss. The evil energy within is too overwhelming, and coupled with the bloody rain, even spiritual awareness is impeded, forcing us to observe with our naked eyes."
"But I saw another, no, two people, pass Senior Sister Dong and dive to a place we can't detect. The other fellow Taoists should have seen it too."
"One or two? Why are you not sure?" Master Ding Jing asked in detail with a serious expression.
"Because I only saw a ball of white light chasing a female cultivator. Her face was a little unclear, but she was wearing a gray robe. There was a wound from her shoulder to her waist. Judging by the blood gushing out, it must have been very deep. There was no life in her body, and she was most likely dead. She fell to a place I had never seen."
At this point, Bai Zhen hesitated for a moment and continued, "And that ball of white light, Senior Sister Dong shouted the words 'Cloud Break' to it, and acted very friendly. But the white light still chased the female cultivator into the abyss."
"After a while, a muffled sound suddenly came from the abyss. Before we could sense any breath, we were about to be swept away by the sea of blood that surged up into the sky. Fortunately, Senior Sister Dong came to our rescue. Unfortunately, Senior Sister Dong..."
After hearing this, the other monks also began to tell about their own experiences with the white light. Some had seen Luo Xuanyi, while others had not. One of them shouted, "Could it be that these two went in and unlocked something?"
"Since Senior Sister Dong Dai knows the guy called Yun Po, then he must be our fellow Taoist?"
"Yunpo? This name sounds familiar." A cultivator muttered.
Zhenren Dingjing frowned and subconsciously twirled his fingers behind his back. He looked around at the confused monks and sighed slightly in his heart.
What I am about to say is not exaggerated, so it cannot be considered as helping Luo Xuanyi to do evil.
"Yun Po is a Jindan formation cultivator. He must have accepted the mission from Fu Wen Tower to hunt down the demon cultivator Shen Ranming."
"She is the direct descendant of the renowned Elder Fuya, who cultivates the Divine Transformation Formation. She cultivates a formation that uses the heavens and the earth as a cage..."
The monks suddenly realized something, and one of them shouted, "Isn't this the same Zhen Xie Yun Po who once captured sixteen mountains and a river in his painting just to kill a monster and use it as a formation flag?!"
"She actually shifted the terrain to achieve her own goals, forcing the four cities downstream of the river to relocate!"
These are all true.
Zhenren Ding Jing clenched his fingers and completely eliminated the aura of the sound transmission note transmitted by Luo Xuanyi.
Sister Yi: Who says you have to use real weapons to kill the enemy? People's words are scary.
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