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Huh?

Li Chen was stunned.

The trident didn't move at all.

It seemed to have the weight of the entire ocean.

Li Chen used the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra" to strengthen his body, and he was most at ease with his strength.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't even lift the weapon in front of him.

Li Chen frowned slightly, and suddenly his heart moved.

As the true energy circulated.

Swoosh!

Two arms as red as flames suddenly stretched out from his left and right ribs!

With the solemnity of the air, the trident seemed to be brighter!

Could it really be the Angry Thousand Hands?

Li Chen's mouth curved, and he thought to himself: Since the first floor of the Killing Hall is Asura, this trident is most likely related to the Asura clan.

And the only thing related to him is the Asura's magical power "Angry Thousand Hands".

Thinking of this, Li Chen no longer hesitated.

He suddenly stretched out a Angry Thousand Hands and grabbed the halberd.

This time there was no feeling of electricity flowing.

Nor is it as heavy as the sea water.

At the moment of contact, the trident turned into a beam of light and disappeared directly into the Angry Thousand Hands.

Li Chen's heart moved, and the next moment the trident reappeared.

As light as nothing.

With just one thought, the trident turned several circles.

With a "swish".

A wave of green water cut through, as if there were rolling waves.

A rare treasure!

Just like the eight treasures of Buddhism.

It can only be activated and used if certain conditions are met.

The eight Buddhist treasures require the consumption of merit.

And this trident must be activated by the thousand hands of the Asura clan!

Everything is predestined.

The trip to the blood sea back then was the cause.

The Killing Hall at this moment is the result.

And Li Chen discovered after repeated experiments.

The power of the trident is actually related to the murderous aura that he condenses.

In other words, the trident must be used with the Angry Thousand Hands, and activated by the murderous aura of the "Killing Seal".

Until this moment, Li Chen seemed to have a new understanding of the "Killing Seal".

The next moment, the trident in the Killing Hall had disappeared.

Instead, there was an ancient bronze door.

The door was engraved with strange totems, vaguely permeated with the ancient atmosphere of the times.

A faint white light shone through the crack of the door.

There was still a faint smell of blood.

Although I couldn't see what was on the other side of the door.

But Li Chen seemed to have felt the bone-chilling tragedy.

Not surprisingly, this door should be the door to the second floor.

I just don't know what's behind this door?

Asura, or something else.

Li Chen pushed hard.

The door didn't move at all.

Learned from the last experience.

Changed from pushing to pulling.

Still didn't move at all.

It seems that his strength is not enough to reach the second floor.

But Li Chen soon felt relieved.

Yes, it's just the first floor.

Under the blow of the trident, he had already survived a narrow escape.

If it weren't for the fact that he happened to inherit the Hebo inheritance and was compatible with this sea.

He would never be able to slow down the attack of the trident.

Not to mention taking that crucial step at the end.

Li Chen withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness and opened his eyes in the Bukong Cave.

The biggest gain from this practice is not only that he passed the first level of the Killing Hall and got the trident.

He also realized the true meaning of the "Killing Seal" in the Shura Field - real damage!

Thinking of this, Li Chen suddenly changed his body shape and came to the Bukong Waterfall under the Bukong Mountain.

Under this waterfall, Master Bukong's understanding of the "Six Paths of Bodhidharma" is hidden, leaving behind the word "cause" with "six strokes cancelled".

Before, Li Chen realized the "Wujian Seal" and the "Killing Seal", and could only see the reaction of the two strokes of the word "cause" from under the Bukong Waterfall.

But he only realized one of the strokes.

That is, the bottom horizontal stroke of the word "cause" corresponding to the "Wujian Seal".

The stroke that carries the entire word "cause".

The "Wu Jian Seal" is the foundation of the Six Paths Seal. Only by entering the gap through Wu Jian can one comprehend the other five paths at the same time.

And the other stroke that he saw but did not comprehend.

It is the stroke corresponding to the "Killing Seal".

It is also a horizontal stroke.

This horizontal stroke is a knife across the top of the word "Ren" in the center of the word "Yin".

It is like beheading a person.

It just corresponds to the name "Killing".

Before, Li Chen had a feeling when he saw this horizontal stroke, but he could not comprehend it.

At that time, he guessed that it might be caused by his lack of deep understanding of the "Killing Seal".

Now that he has comprehended the true meaning of the "Killing Seal", he has revisited the old place.

He was seen standing under the Bukong Waterfall, letting the water falling from the sky wash over his body, still motionless.

Suddenly, his eyes condensed, he took a deep breath, and swung his right hand violently.

The violent gale blew the waves, and the entire Bukong Waterfall was lifted up by this punch.

The elegant handwriting of Monk Bukong reappeared.

The huge word "Yin" was hung in the middle of the waterfall.

As soon as Li Chen's eyes touched, he was overwhelmed by the overwhelming momentum, and his consciousness was in a trance, and his whole mind seemed to be hung on the cliff.

In panic, he gradually entered another space.

…

At the same time, in Feiluzhou, thousands of miles away.

A large ship approached from afar.

The large ship could not be seen in its entirety at a glance, with auspicious clouds in the middle, and the head and tail could not see each other.

When he looked closer, the white sails were round and magnificent, and the entire keel seemed to be made of "Treasure Wood of Canshan".

It is extremely rare even in the major sects of Kyushu.

Dadada.

On the deck, the sound of wooden fish can be vaguely heard.

A group of monks are chanting with their eyes closed.

The leading monk, who is about twenty years old, twists the rosary with his left hand and stands on his chest with his right hand.

His expression is solemn and dignified, as if the Buddha has appeared in the world.

And beside him lies a white elephant as big as a hill.

It wears a diamond knot on its head, hangs a necklace, and is decorated with colorful things, which is extremely luxurious.

Such a huge body almost occupies most of the space of this big ship.

And the symbol on the bow is the "white elephant carrying light" of the Da Guangming Temple of Feiluzhou.

Only a thousand-year-old sect like the Da Guangming Temple can own such a big ship and such a mythical beast.

"Brother, the border of Feiluzhou is ahead."

"After crossing the boundary river, you can enter the southern border."

"If you go to the Shasheng Temple, it will take about five days to travel without any accidents."

The leading monk just opened his eyes slightly when he heard it.

What kind of eyes are those?

Ethereal, majestic, and penetrating. He didn't say anything, but it made people feel that he had said everything.

He looked into the distance.

It seemed that all the glory in the world faded away after being swept by those eyes.

One glance lasted for a thousand years, and no thought was born.

Even if there was a turbulent mind, it finally couldn't stir up the slightest wave.

The monk didn't say anything, but he seemed to know everything after informing his junior brother just now.

He put his hands together and retreated respectfully.

But he secretly said in his heart: I am the Guangming Buddha of the Great Guangming Temple.

How many scriptures do you have to read to have such a pair of eyes that can see through everything in the world!

Buddha, I understand you.

The wind whistled and the sun set.

The big ship shuttled across the sky.

Things on both sides quickly retreated.

Guangming Buddha, blinking his wise little eyes.

But in my heart I was shouting: Damn, why isn't the meal ready yet!

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