Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

The passage of raging fire gradually spread.

When Ling Feng and others reacted, the flames suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding environment changed from the street they had just entered the city to a bluestone brick road outside the Temple of the Fallen.

The temple was magnificent and tall, more than tens of feet high. On both sides, there were statues of the same height.

The one on the left holds a sword in his right hand and holds a tower in his left hand. He has red hair and a curly beard, and his upper body is bare, like a fierce god.

There is one on the right, with his right hand pointing to the sky and his left hand pointing to the earth. He has a pale face and craned hair, kind brows and kind eyes, looking like a kind person.

The only similarity is probably the exact same inscription mark between the eyebrows. It seems to be some kind of ancient writing. Even Ling Feng has never seen it in any ancient books.

Just when Ling Feng was staring at the two tall statues in a daze, Elder Ziyun gently touched Ling Feng's shoulder with his elbow and whispered: "Boy, how did you escape? That was in Yiyi Right under the nose of Emperor Tingxian! Even that person thought you were dead, but you are standing here alive. It is really unbelievable. "

"There are twists and turns that can't be explained in just a few words."

Ling Feng felt helpless for a while. This ghost place had so many inexplicable rules. That hooded man clearly couldn't sense the slightest fluctuation in his cultivation, but he could see through his disguise at a glance.

You know, even Elder Ziyun, who had been refining elixirs with him day and night for so long, couldn't see through it!

Also, the hooded man repeats "Shravi" in almost every sentence. Could it be that Shravi is not a person?

"If you can't explain it in a few words, just speak slowly!"

Elder Ziyun obviously did not have any hostility towards Ling Feng as a "remnant of heaven", but he was just curious about how Ling Feng could deceive Immortal Emperor Yi Ting and survive with a new look.

"Let's talk about it later when we have a chance."

Ling Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but it seemed that no matter what his status was, Elder Ziyun should still regard him as a companion.

This is already rare.

After all, the words "the remnant of heaven's law" are equivalent to "crossing the street rat" in the fairyland. If others find out about it, and they don't arrest you for credit and receive rewards, I'm afraid they will have to stay away and don't dare to get into trouble with you. relation.

"Everyone, please come with me."

The hooded man who led the way raised his palm and flicked it gently, and the door of the temple opened with a rumble.

Then, the black horse with blazing flames on its four hooves ran towards the air and disappeared from the sky in the blink of an eye.

This place is indeed full of weirdness.

The black horse didn't seem to give off any aura of a monster, but it could directly connect different spaces with its hoofs.

Based on this alone, it is far superior to the meager laws of time and space that I spent so much effort to research.

The hooded man, still expressionless, led Ling Feng and others into the temple.

At this time, in the temple, there were many people wearing the same clothes as the hooded man. They formed a team of three or five and went in and out of the open passage of the temple. When they met each other, they would all be in awe with the city. The vendors at the door were like pedestrians, making strange worshiping postures.

However, they did not chant "Praise be to me Shravi".

Moreover, these people seemed to be like the hooded man who led Ling Feng and the others in, with plain expressions on their faces, or...

They showed no expression.

It seems that everyone is just busy mechanically and has lost the so-called self.

Not long after, the hooded man led Ling Feng and his party to a large hall.

The four walls of the hall are covered with some strange scriptures.

Ling Feng took a cursory glance and was surprised to find that although he could not understand the handwriting of these scriptures at all, every time he glanced at them, he seemed to have some inexplicable insights.

It was like going through a reincarnation and an extremely complicated and wonderful life.

"The scriptures in the main hall are the Shirvi Sutra. After you meet King Shiravi, everyone will get a complete version of the sutra."

The hooded man said calmly.

"Shiluvi Sutra? King Shiluvi?"

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed, this guy finally said some valuable information.

Just when Ling Feng wanted to continue asking, the scriptures on the four walls of the hall seemed to come alive, transforming into countless inscription marks, hovering in the sky above the hall.

After a while, the inscriptions all gathered together and turned into a very complex human-shaped shadow.

The strange thing is that the shadow's face changes again every once in a while, as if it has endless faces.

"Shirabi, it is the appearance of thousands of people, it is the appearance of all living beings, it has no self and no appearance!"

The hooded man once again folded his hands on his chest and worshiped the shadow in mid-air.

Ling Feng took a deep breath. Although he was still in a state of confusion at the moment, he still bowed to the "King Shrivi" and said respectfully: "Junior Ling Feng, you accidentally entered this unknown place. Fallen City, I hope seniors won’t be offended.”

"Whatever comes, comes, and what goes, goes. Now that you are here, what difference does it make whether you entered by mistake or not?"

The figure of King Shiravi slowly fell from the sky.

His appearance is sometimes male, sometimes female, sometimes old, sometimes young.

And soon, Ling Feng discovered that when his true form changed, even his voice would change accordingly.

Perhaps, as the hooded man said, this King Shravi was completely invisible and formless.

He is not a specific existence, but just an incarnation of the Shravi Sutra.

Since embarking on the journey of cultivation, Ling Feng has experienced countless storms and seen all kinds of incredible things.

But today, after seeing this "King Shravi", I still had an incredible feeling.

"You...are you a boy or a girl?"

Elder Ziyun opened her eyes wide and stared at King Shrivi. The existence in front of her was obviously beyond her cognition.

"There is no sign of self, no sign of no one, no sign of living beings, and no sign of life-span."

The appearance of King Shrivi is constantly changing, and his voice is constantly changing, but the aura of a detached and free wise man in his voice has never changed.

"If you don't have any attachment, why bother with appearance!"

King Shiravi said that if Ling Feng had some enlightenment, it would be like hearing a wonderful sound.

"Thank you, senior, for your advice!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath. Although he still vaguely felt that there was something strange about this city without falling, it seemed that King Shirvi was really a wise man who transcended the world.

"All living beings have the root of wisdom. Shiravi only guides all living beings to enlightenment."

King Shiravi's figure flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Ling Feng again, and said calmly: "You seem to have many problems."

"yes."

Ling Feng nodded, "Until now, this junior still seems to be in a dream."

"All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning. They should be viewed as such." King Shrivasvi smiled lightly, "How do you know that reality is not illusion? How do you know that illusion is not reality?"

"Senior's great detachment, great wisdom, and high realm are naturally not comparable to those of the younger generation."

Ling Feng took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice: "This junior entered the Wuyue City from the outside world, but learned from a brother in the city that he and the junior were in different eras. Could it be that the junior had no intention? During the process, reverse time and space and return to the past of the Unfallen City?"

"The past, present, and future are the past to you, but to others, they may be the future. To others, they are the past, but to you, they may be the future."

King Shrivi said calmly: "The city of no fall exists outside time and space. If you are destined to enter the city of no fall, it may be the past for you, or it may be the future for you. My friend, I regard myself as my own. Only in the center can we have the past and the future. Without me, there is no past and no future.”

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched. Although what King Shiravi said was very mysterious, Ling Feng still roughly understood what he meant.

In other words, the people who come to this unfallen city may have people from the past before them, or they may have people from the future after them.

This is different from the simple one-way return to the past time and space.

Therefore, perhaps what the vendor at the city gate said, once you enter, you cannot get out, was not an alarmist statement.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng hurriedly asked: "Senior, is it true that this city without falling can be entered or left?"

"The answer is in the Shirvi Sutra."

King Shiravi did not directly answer Ling Feng's words, but simply said: "The day you understand the scriptures, you will naturally understand everything. There is no cage in the world, and you can naturally get out if you can enter. It's just that you will be limited by yourself throughout your life. , I am Fan Cong.”

"so……"

Ling Feng pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I dare to ask senior if anyone has left before this."

King Shrivi shook his head slightly, his appearance changed into that of a young woman, and he said with a sweet smile: "No."

"Ha...Thank you, senior, for telling the truth."

Ling Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly. Could it be that there was really no way to go out?

"Do you have any other questions, little friend?"

King Shiravi transformed into an old man again and looked at Ling Feng with a kind face.

"there is none left."

Ling Feng's face was somewhat slumped, and King Shiravi looked at the others and asked lightly: "What about you, if you have any questions, you can ask them."

"No!"

Elder Ziyun muttered in a low voice: "I can't get out, what the hell are you asking!"

As for Yu Shiwei and the others, they also shook their heads. Basically, what they wanted to ask were Ling Feng's questions.

"Okay, Galloye, take them to get the scriptures."

After King Shiravi's words fell, his figure spread out again, transformed into countless inscriptions, and disappeared on the walls of the hall.

Ling Feng took a deep breath and looked at the hooded man. It turned out that these people also had their own names.

Galloye is such a strange name.

However, the entire Wuyuan City is full of weirdness, and Ling Feng has gradually started to get used to it.

Although according to King Shravi, it seems that no one can ever leave here, but since he said that there is an answer in the "Shravi Sutra", then if you want to leave here, you can only study and study it. This is the scripture.