If you don't hate you, you won't become a Buddha

The black characters on the tombstone were gathered like ashes, and the moment they appeared, there was a sudden sound of thunder in the distant four directions.

Insatiable looked up, and saw that the whole wilderness seemed to be vibrating with the sound of thunder. At the corner of the secret realm, there seemed to be an invisible vortex-like bloody mouth that suddenly opened, biting and devouring the space at a high speed. .

The ground of the secret realm collapsed from the four corners to the center.

"Earth collapse? Will the ground collapse?"

Cheng Siqi looked at the tombstone closest to them, and was slightly taken aback, "Didn't you say that you can fly with air control after building a foundation? Then it will be considered that the ground has collapsed..."

The slightly opened fox's mouth hadn't closed yet, and several streamers of light shot from a distance.

However, the constantly collapsing ground followed the flying monks like a shadow, and the ground they flew over cracked and collapsed like a spider web.

As if being grabbed by some invisible force, the Foundation Establishment cultivator who flew at the end screamed, and was dragged from mid-air into the collapsed ground.

"what--!"

"Help! Brother Cen, help me!"

The wailing was endless, and three or four monks fell one after another.

While being dragged, some monks tried their best to activate the life-saving means and special secret techniques all over their bodies, but none of them worked. After layers of precious light, they were still dragged into the bottomless darkness.

The brother Cen who was running in the front was obviously a Golden Core cultivator. Hearing the miserable scream, he didn't even turn his head. Instead, he spit out a mouthful of blood, threw out a flying sword, and accelerated his speed.But no matter how fast he galloped, the sunken ground followed closely behind him, as if bitten to death.

In the blink of an eye, the monk surnamed Cen had already approached Wuyan and the others.

Seeing this strange combination of people and monsters, he had a cloudy expression, gritted his teeth suddenly, rushed towards Wu Yan and the others, and shouted at the same time: "Senior, help!"

"Run forward."

Insatiable glanced at the monk surnamed Cen, with a hint of coldness in his pupils, "Avoid him, he has something on him."

Nine-headed snail was frightened out of its wits by this scene long ago. Hearing this, he flicked his tail immediately, accelerated his speed, turned into a light-colored lightning, and galloped far away to avoid the encroachment on the ground.

When the monk surnamed Cen saw that Wuyan was waiting for someone to run away, his complexion changed drastically, and the remaining hesitation in his eyes immediately dissipated, turning into a ferocious and determined scarlet.

He forced out a sliver of blood again, causing the flying sword to accelerate suddenly, and then backhanded the thing entangled with black energy and ruthlessly threw it towards Wuyan.

"Senior, wait for me!"

The monk surnamed Cen yelled, but turned around and ran away after throwing away his things.

The distance shortened for an instant, and before the cloud of black air hit the back of the nine-headed snail, a giant golden palm appeared out of thin air and grabbed the black mist.

"Ok?"

Just as he was about to throw the black mist far away, Wuyan suddenly discovered that there seemed to be something in the black mist, which contained a strange and huge aura, like a compressed and condensed golden core, which would explode unsteadily at any time .

After a moment of hesitation, Wu Tien took the black mist into his hand, squeezed the entangled mist away, and a rusty bronze key fell out.

As soon as this key appeared, the darkness that was constantly spreading and swallowing was a meal.

It was only a pause, and immediately, the huge mouth of nothingness suddenly changed its direction, no longer chasing and beating the monk surnamed Cen, but madly rushing towards Insatiable with the sound of thunder.

No matter how fast the nine-headed snail flies, it can't hold back that the ground is sinking more and more, almost encircling them, enclosing them in an isolated island.

Insatiable quickly swept around, waved the nine-headed snail and weasel directly into the beast spirit bag, and then forcibly performed the teleportation technique of the Nascent Soul stage with half a step of Nascent Soul cultivation.

A slit was torn open in the void, and the spatial storm blew past Insatiable's face.

With qi and blood attacking his heart, Insanity forcefully suppressed the smell of blood rushing between his teeth, and walked quickly through the temporarily torn space crack.

Just two or three steps, but when stepping out of the space crack, it has already crossed thousands of feet.

The collapsing darkness was thrown into the distance, as if being offended, there was an even louder roar of thunder.

Insatiable without looking back, he tore apart the space twice in succession, teleporting far away, until the tower of inheritance that seemed out of reach at first was almost close at hand, then he released the nine-headed snail and crossed his legs to adjust his breath.

"You're bleeding..."

The wet fox's mouth brushed against his chin, and Cheng Siqi's voice was a little anxious and worried.

"It's okay."

Insatiable opened his eyes, looked back in the cold wind blowing at high speed, and found that after entering the range of the Inheritance Tower, the speed of the ground collapse slowed down a lot, he squinted his eyes, smiled, "It seems that we have to go in. We have to go in as soon as possible, otherwise, I'm afraid we can only pick up leftovers."

Cheng Siqi looked at Wuyan's face, nodded his head, "If only this area is safe, then all the monks will be forced to come here. I'm afraid that in the end, they won't be able to enter the tower."

The secret realm suddenly changed, forcing everyone to the inheritance tower. If there is nothing tricky in this, I am afraid that ghosts will not believe it.But for now, the only way is to enter the tower.

Approaching the soaring tower body, the nine-headed snail was suppressed by the coercion emanating from the tower, and slowed down its flight speed. Like a snail, it slowly crawled over.

The closer it was, the thicker vines wrapped around the tower became clearer and more distinct.

If you take a closer look, it is not a vine at all, but a bronze column with a strange and unique posture.

On the countless criss-crossing bronze pillars, there are countless strange scenes, including huge reliefs of strange beasts that have never been seen before, there are also entangled bloody fights, and there are some obscure and unknown words, like bright stars , exuding a dazzling light on the bronze pillar, as if some profound and mysterious technique.

"Senior, you can't fly forward."

Nine-headed snail felt strong suppression and almost fell from the air.

With a flick of Wuyan's fingers, tiny ripples spread from the fingertips, and the stacked ripples swept across invisible like the wind. The ten-mile radius of the Inheritance Tower suddenly lit up a vast pattern covering the sky and the earth.

As soon as the patterns light up, there is a tyrannical pressure sweeping over.

Insatiable threw a Buddhist bead to resist, turned over and fell to the ground in an instant, avoiding the suppression of the formation.

"This place is ten miles away from the sky," Wuyan let Jiutouwo and Weasel follow behind, "The formation is incomplete, but its power is still there, so don't try to try it out."

He glanced at the streamer that was constantly flying over the sky not far away, and raised his eyebrows: "Let's go, go in first, and then greet fellow demon cultivators well."

Walking ten miles is really nothing to a monk who has already been reborn.

It's just that Cheng Siqi insisted on getting down and walking by himself, but not long after he walked, his two short legs stretched out, and he lay still on the ground, sticking out his pink tongue like a puppy, heaved a sigh of relief, and tugged on his trouser legs .

Wu Yan looked down at his legs, and paused his steps, allowing the little fox to rush up like a little monkey, and lay on his shoulders, "I'm so exhausted... rub my feet." Like an old man, he stretched out his dusty paws and dangled in front of his eyes, making people rub them.

"You said that besides eating a lot, what else is there for you?"

Insatiably squeezed Cheng Siqi's paw and laughed at him, but he thought in his heart that he didn't pull out the needle for Young Master Cheng to restore his body, because he was afraid that Cheng Siqi, who looked like this, would be seen by acquaintances from Xuanjian Sect or other sects, and that Master Cheng would be killed. The image of the past has been completely wiped out.

Of course, the grandchildren of the Tianji Sect do not count.

As long as they know the news and the gossip is endless, this gang of broken-mouthed magicians can always turn into saw-mouthed gourds and keep their mouths shut.

Cheng Siqi was rubbed comfortably, squinting his eyes and feeling drowsy, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he stretched out his body and formed a fox fur collar around Infinity's neck.For some reason, it seemed that as soon as he entered this tower-shrouded place, his spirit became more and more sleepy and impatient.

The tower is divided into eight doors.

The eight gates made of jade rhinoceros are carved with different gatekeeper beasts, and each gatekeeper beast has a keyhole exposed in its mouth, exuding a faint cold air.

Wuyan walked around the tower, and when he returned to the original place, several human cultivators had come to the door, as if they were trying to bombard the door, but just as the first spell fell, the gatekeeper beast on the door With a roar, he opened his mouth and bit it as if he had come to life.

The monk was too close, unable to dodge in time, and was directly grabbed by the arm.

He was decisive and straightforward, as soon as he gritted his teeth, he swung his sword and broke his arm, and quickly retreated.

Insatiable and cold-blooded, but not really willing to die, seeing this, he slapped the storage bag and threw two bottles of good healing elixir, "Don't try randomly."

The broken-armed cultivator took the elixir, glanced at the indifferent expressions of the few casual cultivators who came with him, smiled mockingly, took the elixir, walked slowly to Wuyan, and respectfully said: "I have seen you!" Senior, junior loose cultivator alliance Jiang Wuya, thank you for reminding me. I don’t know if senior... but you are from Tianyin Temple?"

Although Tianyin Temple is one of the Eight Great Immortal Sects, it is a hermit sect, and the number of Buddha cultivators walking in the realm of cultivation in each generation is no more than one hand.But each of them is so outstanding that when people in the cultivation world see a severe bald head, they will automatically think of Tianyin Temple.

There is nothing to deny, Wu Yan nodded slightly, and said: "Have other people from Tianyin Temple entered the secret realm?"

Jiang Wuya frowned, shook his head and said, "Probably not. When the secret realm opened, the younger generation entered late, and saw that almost all the eight immortal sects have come, except Tianyin Temple."

not even one?

Insatiable and a little surprised.Although it is said to be hidden from the world, it is not a closed sect. Why doesn't the sect send someone over for such a big event?But right now is not the time to think about this, and I never tire to ask about the movement in other places in the secret realm in the past two days.

This Jiang Wuya looked honest and honest, but he was well-informed and eloquent.

After a while, he explained clearly what kind of cave was opened by the human cultivator, and what rare elixir was dug up by the demon cultivator.In addition, he also found some traces of demon cultivators and was almost hunted down.This is not surprising, given the relationship between the demon cultivator and the demon cultivator, how could it be possible not to sell a few places to the abyss demon cultivator?

"The weirdest thing is a piece of news that this junior got today."

Jiang Wuya spoke dryly, gulped down the spirit water that Weasel Pidianpidian handed over, lowered his voice, shrank his consciousness, and said, "Before the great change in this secret realm, someone saw the Eight Great Immortal Sects The people rushed towards the eight directions of the secret realm, saying that they wanted to prevent some demon cultivators from opening the tomb of the demon saints, and they also recruited some casual cultivators as helpers along the way, but the juniors were weak and did not dare to rush forward.”

"Open the Tomb of the Demon Saint?" Wu Yan was thoughtful.

"Yes," Jiang Wuya nodded, rolled his eyes, looked around, and said softly, "Senior, to tell you the truth, I heard a little bit of news. I heard that the Yaosheng secret realm is a big tomb , Only by obtaining the key to the tomb, can the tomb of the demon saint be opened, the tower of inheritance opened, and the real demon saint be passed on to the world."

Jiang Wuya's expression became more solemn: "I just saw that there is a keyhole in the beast's mouth of the pagoda gate, which may be the key to unlocking the key. When those demon cultivators holding the key arrive, I have to trouble seniors and me to stop it." ..."

The honest man's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes froze, and he stared blankly at Wuyan's hand.

Insatiable's palm slowly unfolded, revealing a rusty key. He weighed the key and laughed: "You mean this? What a coincidence, God rushed to send it..."

"I just don't know if I have this life."

Before the words were finished, bloody gusts of wind roared from the other seven directions and crashed into the ground.

The monks from the other seven major sects fought with the demon cultivator, and they all fell down in front of the air-forbidden formation, picked up the magic weapon in disgrace, and ran towards the tower while beating.

"Friends in front! Stop them! They must not be allowed to open the inheritance tower!"

Someone was shouting at the top of their lungs.

Jiang Wuya was taken aback for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, he found that the Buddhist cultivator in front of him was gone.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that plain white figure standing in front of a jade rhinoceros door, and raised his hand to insert the key in.

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