Infinite true path

After Huan Yin fell from a high altitude, he quickly hit the ground hard and was drowned by the endless sea of ​​crimson flowers.

At this moment, Huan Yin's eyes were extremely red, and his breathing was extremely short, and his whole body was trembling. Looking at him like this, he looked like he was possessed by an evil spirit. However, he had been looking for the Mahabana Flower for the past three days. How could he, a late-stage monk who was a dignified life god, be so inexplicably possessed by the evil spirit?

Naturally, it is impossible to be possessed by an evil spirit, but Huan Yin now feels that he is no different from being possessed by an evil spirit. In the past three days, the endless crimson color had completely become everything in his eyes and consciousness. He felt like he was going crazy if he kept staring at the flower.

The crimson color is completely indistinguishable from the millions of flowers, like demons, occupying everything Huan Yin has.

However, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that even though Huan Yin finally developed his spiritual consciousness and flew in the air, he found that he could not find the Mahabana Flower at all. And not to mention the flowers on the other side of the world, he still hasn't even seen the end of the sea of ​​flowers, as if he has been flying in one direction for a lifetime and will never reach the end.

He lay quietly in the sea of ​​flowers for a long time. When Huan Yin finally felt that his energy was better, he wiped the sweat from his distorted face and muttered to himself: "How could this happen? This flower on the other side is like this." How can the sea be so big..."

Then, he thought of Ruan Shushu, who was still sleeping in his storage bag. So, he finally got some energy, looked calm, and said to himself: "Now, I'm afraid there is only one last way. If the last way doesn't work, then..."

As he spoke, Huan Yin struggled to get up from the ground. However, when he saw the crimson eyes again, he couldn't help but feel dizzy again.

After taking a few breaths, Huan Yin tried his best to adjust his condition better. Then, he slowly closed his eyes, but the consciousness in his entire consciousness began to become crazily active.

This time, Huan Yin decided to fight desperately and expand his spiritual consciousness to the maximum. Although this unfolding may only last for an instant, and it is almost impossible for him to find the Mahabana flower using this method, but now he feels that his first priority is not to find the Mahabana flower.

In Huan Yin's view, what is more important now than finding the Mahabana flower is to figure out how big a sea of ​​flowers he is acting in. He felt that he had been running around aimlessly in the sea of ​​flowers like a headless fly. If he continued like this, there would definitely be no gains at all. And if he could judge the size of the entire sea of ​​flowers, it might be able to assist him in his search.

"With the size of my current consciousness, it may not be possible to cover the entire sea of ​​flowers. But as long as I can cover about 30% of it, I can feel the size of the entire sea of ​​flowers. By then, I will at least know how much I have done. How much is left to do?”

"However, this method is too risky. If my spiritual consciousness is perceived by a nearby strong person, my whereabouts will be exposed instantly. Therefore, I must be cautious and can only unfold my spiritual consciousness for a moment. Although It’s a desperate move, but as long as I’m fast enough, maybe there won’t be any trouble.”

"Besides, this is the only feasible way for me at the moment." As his spiritual consciousness became more active, the thoughts in Huan Yin's mind kept spinning.

And at the last moment, when he had made up his mind, his consciousness had reached its peak. As a result, the consciousness of his late life god surged out from the threshold of consciousness crazily in the next moment, spreading in all directions.

Hundreds of feet, thousands of feet, ten thousand feet...

With Huan Yin's current strength, the range that his consciousness can cover can be described as terrifying. And under his full force, his consciousness expanded crazily in an instant, and soon rushed to a place extremely far away from him.

However, as his consciousness expanded, his entire complexion became increasingly uglier and gloomier.

Huan Yin doesn't know whether he is in the sea of ​​flowers on the left or the right of Huangquan Road. However, as his consciousness was so wildly released, he found that he still couldn't determine this issue. Because when his consciousness reached its limit, he couldn't even find the road to hell.

Surrounding his extremely terrifying consciousness, there is still a sea of ​​flowers, an endless sea of ​​flowers!

A blush soon appeared on his face, and Huan Yin felt that there was a breath in his chest that he could not express. As a result, his energy and blood began to surge, and soon he could no longer suppress it, as if he wanted to burst out.

His consciousness suddenly retracted, and Huan Yin took three steps back with a bang, a trace of bright red blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"I can't see through this sea of ​​flowers!" Huan Yin said word by word, covering his chest with his hands.

Just now, he expanded his spiritual consciousness to the maximum without being discovered by any strong person, but he also didn't discover anything. The size of the sea of ​​flowers on the other side was far beyond his imagination, just like the vast and endless starry sky.

Then, Huan Yin sat powerlessly in the sea of ​​flowers, his eyes full of confusion and lack of energy. And his face was full of pain and depression.

After sitting like this for a long time, Huan Yin finally recovered a little. However, at this moment, he still didn't know how to find the Mahabana Flower at all. Even through his observation after his spiritual consciousness was awakened just now, he felt that it was almost impossible to find the Mahabana Flower.

"Hey..." With a heavy sigh, Huan Yin wiped away the blood that had solidified at the corner of his mouth. Then, he muttered to himself with some confusion: "Just now, when my spiritual consciousness was exploring the north, I sensed a subtle call. The feeling of that call was very familiar to me. It seemed that when I entered the tenth hall to be interrogated, I also felt it. I felt the same calling.”

"It seems that the summons should have come from the Tenth Hall. It's just that this time I am too far away from the Tenth Hall, so the feeling is much lighter than the last time."

"I don't know what this summoning power represents. Why did it make my heart beat faster when I felt it twice. Did I leave something important in the tenth hall? "

"But how is this possible? I came to hell alone, so how could I have any chance of being related to the Tenth Hall?"

The more he spoke, the more confused Huan Yin's expression became. Then, he finally shook his head and said: "Forget it, the most important thing now is to find a way to find the Mahabana Flower."

"Ancestor, tell me what I should do now. You are well-informed and have many ideas. Do you have any ideas?"

Huan Yin finished speaking, but Xue Buping, who always answered words quickly, did not say anything this time.

Huan Yin was stunned for a moment, with a suspicious look in his eyes, thinking that he had inadvertently praised Xue Buping just now, how come he didn't appreciate it?

Then, he immediately realized that Xue Buping had been silent for a long time and had not spoken.

"What's going on?" Thinking of this, Huan Yin's expression became slightly solemn, and he pulled Xue Buping's spirit body out of his body and threw it into the sea of ​​flowers.

And if he threw it away like this, if it had been the previous Xue Buping, he would have started scolding him long ago. But this time, even when Xue Buping came to the sea of ​​flowers, he still had a blank look on his face and remained silent.

"Ancestor, what's wrong with you?" Huan Yin stretched out a hand and shook it in front of Xue Buping.

This time, Xue Buping's eyes finally showed a little sparkle, but he still didn't even look at Huan Yin. He only said: "I'm afraid you should ask Po Meng."

"What?" Huan Yin didn't react for a long time to Xue Buping's completely meaningless sentence.

However, Xue Buping repeated emphatically: "It's the Po Meng who drinks Po Meng soup for the soul. I'm afraid you should ask her."

With his eyes focused, Huan Yin asked: "Are you asking her about the Mahabana flower? Why are you asking her?"

Shaking his head, Xue Buping said: "I don't know why I want to ask her. However, since I have seen this sea of ​​flowers over and over again, I feel that there should be some connection between the Mahabana flowers and her."

"This is an intuition. I don't know where this intuition comes from. Maybe... maybe I knew something in my previous life."

"Previous life?" Huan Yin felt even more confused about Xue Buping's words. But soon, he grasped the key to the problem and said: "Ancestor, how sure are you of your intuition?"

Xue Buping thought for a while and said: "Forty to five percent, maybe... a little more."

This level of certainty is naturally extremely high for Huan Yin now. So he nodded heavily and said: "Okay, since you said it is related to your previous life, I will take you to see your previous life!"

After that, Huan Yin grabbed Xue Buping's spirit body, locked it in a certain direction, and flew out.