The old monster loves the poor monk

The water surface was pitch black at night, and the light moonlight cast a pale yellow color on the water surface, and the light cast a grayish yellow turbid color on the water surface. Kongming looked at it and felt goosebumps: "This time, this water, is really amazing. People are uncomfortable."

"Even during the day, the visibility of the water is less than 3 meters. After entering the water, use the soul eye or a mirror to see." Cao Xueqin sent two boxes to Zheng Baoguo and Lin Caijun: "Wearing this thing on the body can temporarily open the soul. Eyes, you must be careful underwater." Cao Xueqin spoke with a guilty conscience, and he was not so confident in sending two ordinary people who had neither magic weapons nor practitioners into the ghost town.

Inside the box were two small prong-set necklaces of turquoise-blue, near-blackened opal, to be worn by the two of them until the time came.

Kong Ming put on the equipment, buckled the locks and sat on the edge of the deck with a mask in his hand to look at Yu Ling. Under the moonlight, Yu Ling’s face was extremely white, as bloodless as a jade statue. Kong Ming was worried about his body, Yu Ling He is anorexic and annoyed by water. Although he is very strong in terms of cultivation, this state is really worrying: "Is diving really okay?"

"It's okay." When the time came, Yu Ling put on his mask and opened the oxygen valve. Although Kong Ming wanted to care about him, he couldn't make any effort, so he raised his hand and put on his mask, turned over and jumped into the turbid water.

There was a muffled and muffled sound of entering the water, and Yu Ling was not far in front of his eyes. He turned around and took a look at Kong Ming, and stretched out his hand to Kong Ming. The only thing visible under the mask was Yu Ling. Those beautiful clear eyes, his clear and beautiful eyes were a little blurred in the muddy water, Kong Ming swam to his side and stood by his side.

The picture in the water was transmitted to the ship's equipment, and the six cameras sent the picture reflected by the lights in the turbid water. The visible range was all water and turbid suspended mud.

Cao Xueqin and Shen Yining sat solemnly in front of the monitor, watching the actions of the six people underwater.

In the C City Road Cultural Branch, a hale and hearty old man and a serious boy are watching the whole picture composed of six cameras intently.

The same content is also projected on the huge screen on the entire wall of the headquarters hall.

Transfer the power of the mirror between the eyes, and then open the eyes to see a piece of clear water, the water is glowing with a faint blue light, surrounded by huge and silent city gates and pavilions, and Yu Ling falls on the highest tower Looking around, Wu Duyin, Ye Yuan and his party settled down elsewhere.

All they could see was their group.

The so-called ghost town is an empty city.

Yu Ling looked around the stone platform, his eyes seemed to be a little sad.

Kong Ming didn't know what Yu Ling was thinking of, and was about to move forward, when he swam to the edge of the high platform, he saw a lot of purple bamboos.

The mist is lingering in the bamboo like purple jade, not like water, more like a fairyland

Kong Ming opened his eyes wide and looked around, illusion?There is wet soil under his feet, and a large flat rock beside him, a bit like the scene when he saw Qiyu in his dream. Thinking of something in Qiyu Kongming's mind, the man in white panned Sitting on the boulder with his chin propped up and looking at the bamboo, he suddenly turned his head to look at Kong Ming, frowning as if complaining: "Zi Monk, the Protoss are really all lunatics."

That face was Qi Yu's, but the expression was completely different.

Yu Ling stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, and his voice came from the communication system to Kongming's ear in a hoarse voice: "It's an illusion."

Kongming closed his eyes tightly, and when he took his hands away, the illusion in front of him had disappeared, and he swam forward with two arms, and there were two lines of inscriptions deeply engraved on the stone wall in front of him:

Looking at the hometown again on the stage of looking at the hometown, looking back at the prime minister and looking at the tears.

Kong Ming stretched out his fingers to stroke the two lines of stone, Yu Ling patted him on the shoulder, and swam forward. Kong Ming withdrew his mind and followed. In front of him was a mighty black river winding across Fengdu, with viscous liquid. Flowing in the river in the water.

Ye Yuan's voice came from the communication system: "It's Huang Quan."

Leaping up and swimming slowly in the pale green water, Lin Caijun murmured, "What is that?"

Kong Ming heard the voice on the communication channel and turned to look at Lin Caijun, but saw him falling violently like falling into the sky.

"Fuck! It's a ghost!" Kong Ming's ears were filled with Lin Caijun's piercing cry like a pig being slaughtered.

"Who told you to see Huangquan water!" Wu Duyin's voice was so high that her eardrums ached, she used the rotating compass, Kong Ming looked up, and above her head was also a pitch-black Huangquan winding in the river. , suddenly turned upside down and pulled him.

Falling into the underworld, the qualityless water lingers on the skin coldly, the channel pulls and stings, and the picture transmitted back to the water also stops abruptly. On the screen, Wuchang, who always wears loose shirts in the headquarters hall, shrugged: "It was the same ten years ago. It seems that these boys are finished."

Shen Jining on the ship immediately stood up: "Start the rescue!"

In the endless darkness, a purple shadow shot into the center of the eyebrows, empty and sleepy, sinking down to the depths of the underworld.

"Heaven and earth have their own way, and the six realms are equal. If you follow your heart, the purple monk will not feel that the way is wrong." A man in the purple bamboo forest said so. He has a pair of dark purple eyes, and his expression is as immobile and solemn as a mountain.

Behind him, the man in white asked him suspiciously: "Since you want to enter the way of demons, why do you want to cultivate the Buddhahood of King Fudoming?"

"Zi Monk has never practiced Buddhism, nor has he given up Buddha." After saying that, the man turned and left, leaving the pure land and falling into disputes.

There is only one monk in the world who is willing to fall into the world of demons without losing the Buddha's heart. He is the Ming King of the Six Paths.

King Ming sat on the lotus of desire, lowering his dark purple eyes: "If one day returns to Huangquan, don't forget the kings."

What kings?Could it be those monster kings?

Kong Ming raised his jaw with a faint smile: "Unforgettable."

King Ming dissipated in Heze, Kong Ming slowly opened his eyes, the gray sky was in front of his eyes, the Yellow Spring was still flowing, but now it was in the air instead of the water, and the others were still unconscious on the bank of the river Awake.

Kong Ming shook them awake one by one: "Have we passed the underworld or not?"

Yu Ling analyzed: "The ghost town in the water should be the reflection of the real ghost town, and we should have entered the real ghost town through the Yellow Spring."

Sora took off his mask and tried to take a breath.

Yu Ling said: "It should be our souls that come in."

"Soul?" Kong Ming looked at the mask in his hand and the diving suit on his body, and kept the mask on just to be on the safe side.

A real ghost town...Kong Ming raised his head and looked around: "The ghost world is too desolate." In such an empty city, no ghosts could be seen in the front and back, only some vague figures were flowing in the underworld, and they followed along. It flows along the river, and then Huangquan and Wangchuan meet and flow into the Wangchuan, and the Wangchuan flows endlessly down to the infinite distance.

"The slips left by Taixuan are in that attic, right?" Kong Ming pointed to the hexagonal attic rising from the ground next to the palace.

"The speculation given by Dao Culture is there." Zheng Baoguo nodded.

Take off your flippers and walk towards the attic. On the hexagonal attic as wide as a palace, there is a plaque with the three characters "Shenwang Pavilion" in cinnabar and vermilion.

Kongming's heart thumped, a small stone fell into the water and rippled, why it was called Shenwang Pavilion.

Pushing open the door of the Shenwang Pavilion, twelve huge copper candlesticks were erected in all directions in the pavilion, eleven of the twelve candlesticks were empty, and only one candlestick was offering water and oil without a wick. In the center of the Shenwang Pavilion was a The black copper altar, the left and right coiled dragons in the center of the huge altar held a red bamboo slip.

The bamboo slip is surrounded by the black dragon, and the crimson curly body emits a faint luster. It should be the slip of Taixuan.

"Why did all the people of the Orthodox School die 600 years ago?" Kong Ming looked around vigilantly, and there was nothing particularly sinister in the entire Sanwang Pavilion that would kill people.

Yu Ling straightened his lips: "Let's take the slips left by Taixuan first."

Wu Duyin heard the words and took two steps forward to worship the compass, Wanluo Xingchen released brilliance and slowly wrapped the Taixuan legacy slip, Wu Duyin frowned looking at the Taixuan legacy slip, the brilliance of Wanluo Xingchen After a few minutes, the Taixuan Yijian remained motionless among the thousands of stars.

A line of pale gold characters appeared on the red bamboo slips.

"Taixuanjie is separated from the two ways of gods and demons, and there is nothing in the world to ask for. '

"What do you mean?" Kong Ming scratched his head.

Ye Yuan said: "It should be for us to give up."

The pale golden words dissipate and gather again' you come back now, you should know that this thing is hard to belong to the mortal world. '

The words dissipated in the void, and Taixuan Yijian stood quietly on the high platform without any warning.

Ye Yuan frowned: "It said we are here for the second time."

Wu Duyin drove Wan Luo Xingchen to tightly wrap around Taixuan's legacy slip: "Take it down first before we talk about it."

Lin Caijun jumped up onto the altar, and walked towards Taixuan Yijian without fear of death: "I'll just take it and see if it works." As he spoke, he stepped on the dragon's tail with one hand and grabbed the dragon's beard with the other. Stretching upwards, he was about to reach the Taixuan Slips, but the ground under his feet moved. It should be said that the dragon moved, and the dragon sculptures surrounding the Taixuan Slips opened their eyes.

Kong Ming yelled: "Come down!"

Lin Caijun jumped up for a while but couldn't reach it, so he jumped down with all his strength. He might have played too many games, and he can still have such a desperate operation at this time.

Kong Ming didn't know what to do. At this time, reciting his precious Diamond Sutra would not be effective, and no tricks would be effective. This was not a situation they could deal with.

The moment the giant dragon pounced on Lin Caijun, the dragon's movements froze again, its movements frozen in the state of opening its teeth and claws and about to pounce on Lin Caijun. Seeing the giant dragon, he was dumbfounded: "Why didn't it move again?"

Wu Duyin also looked at the rotating compass in front of her in doubt. Isn't this a situation that can be frozen with her strength, Chizhu?