Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

The huge black coffin, filled with the endless aura of death, slowly rose in the endless flames.

It simply blocks out the sky and the sun, which is astonishing.

A qi that was completely different from this dark and hopeless world suddenly rose, or in other words, it was a deathly qi that came from an inexplicable place in San Zang's body.

At this moment, the sky that had been motionless for tens of thousands of years seemed to be trembling. Countless remaining creatures raised their heads high, their eyes full of shock and disbelief.

Even the immortals and gods of the three realms, who had never been in the same world and were just spectators, all looked surprised. They did not expect such a change to occur.

At the same time, doubts arose in my heart.

This looks like a coffin of something ominous. What is it?

And when did it hide in Sanzang's body, and only now does it appear in front of the world?

In the past time, they had watched all nine lives of Sanzang without missing a moment, but they had never discovered the existence of such a thing!

Also, is there anyone in the coffin?

If so, who is it?

All this was swirling in the minds of countless listeners, making them endlessly curious.

Ever since he arrived at the inn, Ran Deng had been hiding in a corner, trying to minimize his presence, but now his curiosity was aroused by the sight in front of him.

Because he found that the lifeless energy emanating from the coffin behind Sanzang was somewhat similar to his accompanying spiritual treasure, the coffin palace lantern, which made him feel strange.

"This giant coffin hanging horizontally in the sky is really weird. The energy in it is extremely terrifying and full of the smell of death and destruction."

"I thought that the ghostly fire in my Vulture Palace Lantern could eliminate all death and silence in the world, but I didn't expect that there was something far beyond it."

"But if such a ferocious thing appears in Sanzang, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse."

Seeing that it was Ran Deng who was speaking, all the immortals and gods looked sideways, secretly thinking that this person was shameless enough to come to listen to a book, but he still dared to speak, which was quite interesting.

However, they unanimously agreed with his words in their hearts, because they also felt the energy from this giant coffin.

Although they could investigate a little bit, they still couldn't figure out what this thing was.

It can only be vaguely discerned that although the energy on the black coffin is strong, the source of everything is probably Sanzang, whose eyes are shedding blood and tears at this moment!

I don’t know whether the black coffin secretly chose him or whether he created the existence of the black coffin.

The former makes people feel emotional, while the latter is probably a bit scary.

How could he, a mere mortal, secretly do such an act under the watchful eyes of countless great supernatural beings?

The Bull Demon King, who had always been slow to react, had just come to his senses at this moment. He tapped his thick knuckles on the table and thought to himself:

"It turns out that Sanzang has always known about the events of his previous life and has not lost his memory due to reincarnation. But how did he do this because he was unable to practice spiritually and had no soul?"

"Now in such a crisis, such an ancient black coffin is sacrificed. It seems to be some kind of extremely mysterious and powerful treasure. So when did he get it? Why don't we know at all!"

Everyone nodded, this is exactly what they are curious about now.

Taoist Duobao frowned and said:

"This black coffin looks very strange. It doesn't look like an innate or acquired treasure. The dead energy looks more terrifying than any treasure. How can it be made by ordinary people?"

"Even I can't see its details clearly, and I can't understand its inner laws. I only have a superficial understanding of it."

"What on earth is this thing used for?"

"Could it be that..."

As Taoist Master Duobao's elder brother, his cultivation is not inferior to others. In addition, the countless years he spent immersed in refining weapons have given him extraordinary knowledge.

With an ordinary treasure, you can see all its details with just a quick glance, and you will know more about it than its owner.

But at this moment, the black coffin behind Sanzang was in trouble, and there was no trace of it.

Even Empress Nuwa, who was not in the same place as everyone else, was looking at the black coffin carefully at this time.

As a saint of heaven, even if she has never specialized in the art of refining weapons, her cultivation level is there, and her knowledge and vision are naturally much higher than those of ordinary gods.

But now, I saw her frowning slightly, and there was also a look of doubt in her eyes.

She couldn't see the origin of this thing, but it didn't prevent her from seeing the essence through the phenomenon.

At this moment, this huge black coffin is vaguely connected to Sanzang's Qi and destiny.

It can be said that Tripitaka created this thing, or it can be said that this black coffin awakened Tripitaka.

Between the two, they are in a state of mutual prosperity and loss.

But Empress Nuwa remembered clearly that she had never seen anything unusual in Sanzang before. He was simply like any ordinary person on the street.

Apart from being spiritually outstanding and suitable for spiritual practice, he has no other advantages.

Logically speaking, if this black coffin has always existed in Sanzang's body, how could Empress Nuwa not see it or notice it?

Therefore, this was simply too strange and had to make her puzzled.

But at this moment, the empress, who was clearly separated from the many gods and gods, slightly raised her head and looked at the huge black coffin in the picture that could cover the sky and the sun, with the expression in her eyes changing constantly.

At first, the moment the coffin appeared, she was shocked.

I simply thought that this thing came from the source of darkness in their world, and the dark aura was just like before.

Just when he was about to send a message to ask Li Tong, he tasted it again and realized something was wrong.

Although this energy has the meaning of annihilating all things and returning heaven and earth to chaos, it is not as polluting as the power of the dark source.

This made her breathe a sigh of relief. If the source of darkness could actually cross the world of Zhetian and spread to all the worlds of Zhetian, this would be an extremely terrifying thing.

If this is the case, then the plan she made with Emperor Huang Tian and Emperor Ye Tian may have to be completely overturned and go dormant again.

But now it seems that things are not that dangerous yet.

Then, she put away the solemn look in her eyes and looked around curiously.

To be honest, the empress was very interested in Sanzang and the black coffin behind him at this time, and was looking forward to the next changes.

If you want to know the story behind it, you can only continue listening to the book.

After a brief discussion, everyone couldn't suppress the strangeness in their hearts, and all looked at Li Tong in mid-air.

Just listen and the storytelling continues.

"Ka, ka, ka..."

One after another, clear and distinct sounds were heard that made one's hair stand on end.

Looking up, he could clearly see the extremely huge black coffin behind Sanzang, and its lid was slowly opening.

And as the voice sounded, everyone was extremely surprised to find that the writing on the coffin, which was originally completely white, actually had a faint bright red color emerging from the darkness around the edge.

It spread like water, as if it was going to completely engulf the white characters.

At this moment, although he did not understand what kind of magic weapon this black coffin was, even the most stupid immortal god had a clear understanding in his heart.

If Sanzang is allowed to completely open the black coffin, something extremely terrifying may happen!

But what does that have to do with them?

With a faint smile on their face, many gods and gods looked at the scene in front of them expectantly, wanting to see what it was that could bring them such a palpitating feeling.

In the picture, opposite to the burning flames, there is a bright golden light in mid-air.

The Buddha with the radiant light behind him suddenly opened his glasses wide, and for the first time an expression appeared on his face that was neither happy nor angry, a look of fear.

Danger! Danger! Danger!

His beating heart told him without reservation how terrifying the thing in front of him was.

The Buddha had already realized that it was not the time to explore why Tripitaka became like this, but that he could not be allowed to open the black coffin behind him under any circumstances.

Otherwise, not only him, but countless immortals and gods may suffer!

In an instant, the Buddha moved, and as soon as he took action, he unleashed the most powerful blow without reservation, vowing to interrupt Tripitaka's actions.

Boom!!!

Loud noises that shook the sky suddenly came, and the Buddha's energy was suddenly released. Mountains and rivers for hundreds of millions of miles trembled, and countless living beings died.

Various visionary images quickly solidified behind the Buddha, and a thousand-foot-long golden body appeared, hanging high in the sky.

Its light seems to be enough to act as the sun of this world, spreading endless light to the world.

However, what this light brings is not warmth, but endless coldness.

"Sanzang, you actually... betrayed the will of the Buddhas!"

Amidst the roar, the Buddha's voice came intermittently. Although the words were incomplete, it could still be heard that even at this time, he still showed the arrogance of not treating ordinary creatures as human beings, and the indifference to all life.

A condescending attitude.

Immediately afterwards, the Buddha's golden body moved, and the palms that had been as huge as mountains suddenly fell down.

Among them, there are thousands of Buddha's lights to encourage wealth, the Sanskrit sounds are loud, and the swastikas are circulating.

It's like holding a small sun in this palm, with the divine light inside it radiating endless light and heat.

The golden and red giant palm fell down quickly, trying to close the coffin that had opened a gap and leaked out a deep darkness.

"This is the Palm of the Great Sun Tathagata!"

Buddha said lightly, seeming a little proud.

The booming palm fell steadily without any deviation, hitting the black coffin that blocked the sky and the sun. The huge vibration caused caused a buzz in the air, causing the mountains and rivers to tremble and the stars to shake.

However, such a powerful magical power was like a child scratching an itch, causing no movement in the black coffin.

It is even more impossible to close the gap that has been opened again.

In fact, it can't even hinder its opening speed.

The Buddha was silent. At this moment, countless thoughts passed through his mind.

But before the next moment came, he turned around and drove away in auspicious clouds.

He is scared and wants to run!

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a louder buzzing sound was heard from the black coffin, and it was seen that most of it was opened in a matter of seconds.

Suddenly, a strong darkness that could cover everything surged out.

In an instant, the Buddha's golden body was broken, and the Buddha's light, auspicious clouds, chants, and golden flowers all disappeared.

In the past years, the Buddha has attracted countless worshipers. The Buddha, who looked down on everything from a high place, had no ability to resist at this moment, and was easily washed away by the strange images all over his body.

In the next moment, he was wrapped in darkness, burned by flames, and sucked into the black coffin, which was so deep that no trace of it could be seen.

I only heard a cry that spread all over the sky:

"Sanzo, evil spirit... no, please leave me alive..."

It turns out that even Buddha is afraid!

Seeing this scene in front of them, many immortals and gods from all over the world were dumbfounded and somewhat unbelievable.

In the Star-Zhaing Tower, it was extremely quiet at the moment. There was only one voice echoing in the huge pavilion.

The story continues and the pictures continue.

After devouring the Buddha, the writing on the coffin became even brighter red, and faintly took on a hint of coquettish gold.

In an instant, Sanzang raised his hand and gently wiped away the blood and tears on his cheeks, and raised his eyes.

The black coffin behind him moved and closed completely with a roar.

As if swallowing such a Buddha provided it with enough power to move, the black coffin flew directly up and inserted into the sky.

At this moment, the already huge black coffin expanded again.

At this time, it looks like a huge black wooden board has been embedded in the sky. It is extremely abrupt, but extremely terrifying!

The huge coffin seemed to have turned into a complete sky, exuding the terrifying dark energy that withered the vitality of all things.

Since most of the black coffin is embedded in the Thirty-three Heavens, it is releasing dark energy towards the gods inside, so it seems that the Thirty-three Heavens are shaking and trembling at this time.

It seems that it is also afraid.

In the fairy world, those ancient gods and Buddhas who had been sitting back and watching ordinary gods die and watching the end of this farce were no longer able to sit still.

In the past, as long as they shook their fingers, they could summon thousands of thunders, cause the mountains and rivers to roar, rain down wind, snow, rain and hail, and destroy everything in the world wantonly.

The whole world is just a little game where they turn their hands to make clouds and rain.

In their eyes, the lives of mortals are like ants, and the fate of mortals is like puppets on the stage. They seem to be alive, but they have been tied with silk threads, and everything is controlled in their palms.

However, at this moment, they were trembling and they were afraid.

Their cold hearts, which had killed thousands of creatures without causing any trouble, were actually touched.

They panicked!

Because this time, their life and death are in the hands of others!

Above the clouds, the gods filled with fairy energy were struggling to resist the burning of the black fire, and they all looked above their heads in fear.

The leader of the immortals, Buddha, who was in charge of countless immortals, all looked at the sky with panic on their faces.

On the sky curtain, with the black coffin as the boundary, fine lines like broken glass spread rapidly outward.

The sky is broken!

They can no longer feel the familiar sky or the familiar Tao, and all of this is caused by the black coffin.

Faced with such a sudden change, the impotent gods and Buddhas could only hold back the horror in their hearts and forcefully look at the common people calmly.

At this moment, the offense and defense change positions.

The coffin head with writing on it in the air was like a huge eye, looking down at them coldly.

See the fear in their hearts, the horror on their faces, and their vulnerable cowardice hidden under their proud skin!

It turns out that the so-called gods and Buddhas only bully the weak and despicable people.

The sound of the third burial came at the right time:

"The poor monk is buried three times: in heaven, in Tibetan ground, and in the burial of gods and Buddhas!"

"Here, I've met you all."