True Immortal of the Netherworld

Led by Xu Yang and Qingyan Monk, a group of seven people concentrated their strength and launched a combined attack.

"Dong——"

The sound was like a thunder blast in the sky.

At the same time, a circle of golden aura rose up, blooming like a huge aura flower.

Thousands of golden lights dazzled the world, and the strong light released burned people's eyes.

Countless golden Sanskrit words jumped out in the golden craze, the power of the formation stirred, and the entire space shook violently.

The powerful strong wind was released and swept past, like a storm entering the hut. The air flow was turbulent and had nowhere to vent, making the void roar.

The golden monk-shaped Buddha lamp that was hit by everyone's combined efforts finally withstood the heavy blow and collapsed into small golden fragments on the ground.

Brothers who are of the same mind can cut through metal.

In the large space around them, the flames of the wicks on the Buddhist lamps suddenly became brighter, and the flames were three feet high, like golden snakes dancing wildly. They swallowed up the power unleashed by everyone's combined moves, and continued to expand.

When the fire in the wicks of several Buddha lamps closer to the explosion point finally expanded to a size of more than ten feet, they exploded one after another, scattering bright orange light and shadow all over the sky.

In the light and shadow, the torn Sanskrit fonts fell one after another, like a torn scripture that was thrown from the sky, and finally dimmed into nothingness.

The energy of the blow lasted for a long time, and the golden frenzy spread far and wide before gradually subsided.

When the power dissipated, the flames of the Buddhist lamps in the large space in front of everyone were extinguished, and the surrounding space suddenly became much darker.

But the Buddha lamps further away were already bright. There is a bright circle in the distance and a dark shadow nearby, as if they are two different worlds.

Everyone felt much less stressed now that they were in the shadows.

"It seems that our attack is still effective." Golden Boy observed for a while and then said.

"I, Huomou Tuo, also played a role. How about it? My power of fire tiger is pretty good." Huomou Tuo looked at the red fire and purple gold bowl in his hand and said proudly.

It is indeed rare to find someone like the Red Fire Purple Gold Bowl who can launch magical attacks and also use its power to activate the power of the physical body.

Qingyan Monk looked at the opposite side, and then said: "The spiritual energy fluctuations on those extinguished Buddhist lamps have temporarily disappeared and no longer pose a threat to us. By repeating this, we can go deep into the confusing array of Buddhist lamps. ”

Guigu Zan's skeleton clone lay on his back again, looking lazily like a boneless insect, but it was clearly made of bones all over. Maybe it was a little tired because it had used all its strength in the previous blow.

"Violent little black man" Ming Lin returned to Xu Yang's shoulder, looked at the golden debris on the ground in front of him, and said excitedly: "Destroying, breaking, really makes this demon dragon excited."

Unknowingly, Xu Yang was infected by Ming Lin's emotions, and a sense of excitement brought about by violence arose in his heart, and he couldn't help but rub his right fist with his left hand.

But at the next moment, a voice suddenly sounded from deep in the space.

"Om mani padme hum..."

The Buddha's words are like a tide, filling the void and wrapping around the beam three times.

The flames of the wicks of those Buddha lamps that had just been extinguished were rekindled with the blessing of the power of the Buddha's words.

"Puff puff puff", the shadows were illuminated again, and everyone seemed to have nowhere to hide.

What surprised Xu Yang and others even more was that the gold fragments that they had just smashed all over the ground gathered together on their own under the connection of strands of golden threads. They twisted as if alive and were reassembled at a speed visible to the naked eye. Knead it into a golden monk-shaped Buddha lamp.

After a while, it was as good as ever.

"Poof!" As the wick fire on it was rekindled, the scene in front of everyone was the same as before, as if time had gone back.

"This? This? Did we fail again?" Huomou Tuo said with a surprised look on his face.

Everyone was speechless.

silence!

Quiet!

Depressed!

"This time, we didn't gain anything." Yin Mengting's clear voice broke the awkward silence.

"Also, please give Master Yin a hearing." Qingyan Monk said quickly.

"Just when everyone was launching an attack, I observed that the spiritual power fluctuations in the wick fire of the Buddha lamps here were not all the same. I observed carefully and found that some of the wick fires were flashing with a special type of Sanskrit. The font, and the fluctuations of Buddhist spiritual power emanating from it, are slightly related to the green sandalwood beads in my hand. And my green sandalwood beads are a magic weapon passed down from Buddhism, and the restrictions on it belong to the ancient Buddhist sect. The same lineage. What is certain is that the obscure Sanskrit words I just saw should also be of the same lineage as the ancient Buddhist teachings. I have memorized all the glyphs in them."

Yin Mengting's words gave everyone a glimmer of hope of getting out of the confusion of Buddha lanterns.

"I also asked Miss Yin to re-describe these ancient Sanskrit texts. Maybe we can see the clues." Jintongzi said.

"Sister Yin still has a way." A'Zhu clapped her hands and applauded.

"Um."

Yin Mengting stretched out an index finger of one hand, and a light cyan light flashed on the fingertip. Use the void as paper and your fingertips as pen to outline.

He gestured like a dragon, and after a moment, a string of obscure Sanskrit fonts appeared in the void.

"That's it." Yin Mengting said.

The three Vajras came forward in unison and looked carefully at these Sanskrit fonts. After all, only three of them in the group were true Buddhist cultivators, and their knowledge of the scriptures should be far above the others.

"It's an ancient Sanskrit font. I only recognize a few of them. They don't connect to the original meaning. It looks like it should be a scripture." Golden Boy shook his head.

Qingyan Monk also shook his head slightly.

Huoyun Tutuo carefully walked back and forth in front of these Sanskrit fonts several times, and whispered: "I seem to have seen these fonts somewhere?"

"Really? Brother Huamei, think carefully." Golden Boy urged.

"Let me think about it."

Huomoutuo sometimes stood, sometimes squatted, and sometimes simply crossed his legs and closed his eyes. "

After a moment, Huomoutuo suddenly stretched out a palm.

With a "snap", he slapped himself in the mouth, leaving clear and fiery red palm prints on his cheeks.

His strange movements made everyone in front of him a little incomprehensible.

"Hey, it's really embarrassing for Brother Huamei. He doesn't like to recite Buddhist scriptures on weekdays." Jintongzi sympathized in his heart.

Ming Lin, who was lying on Xu Yang's shoulder, said: "This fire eyebrow is crazy. If you can't think of it, there's no need to slap yourself."

"Yes." Huomoutuo shouted and stood up suddenly. "I remembered seeing these Sanskrit fonts somewhere."

As he spoke, Huomoutuo hurriedly dug out a piece of apricot-yellow monk's robe fabric from the interlayer of his wide cuffs.

He carefully took the piece of monk's robe fabric in his hand and unfolded it, then secretly activated the magic technique, and a breath of warm fire breath spurted out from his mouth.

The next moment, a few lines of obscure and crooked fonts appeared on the fabric of the monk's robe.

Huomoutuo held the monk's robe fabric in his hand and compared each word with the font written by Yin Mengting.

"It's this word, it's this word, that's right..." Huomou Tuo whispered foolishly, and then burst into laughter.

"With the great wisdom of my fire-browed Buddha, these are not difficult for me at all. These Sanskrit fonts are an "ancient Sanskrit Vajra Mantra". I remember that I was only twenty years old and took part in the Buddhist scripture dictation written examination held by the Golden Buddha Temple. , the exam question was this article, and I won first place. The reward is the red fire purple gold bowl in my hand," Huomou Tuoyi explained loudly. The two flaming eyebrows on his eyebrows started to dance, making his face really beaming with joy.

"All of this is okay? What kind of great wisdom is this? It can only be regarded as a coincidence. If I had known that a slap would remind him, why not give him a slap and slap him to pieces." Ming Lin was dissatisfied.

"It's really hard to find anywhere without wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort to get it." The golden boy said with a happy face.

Yin Mengting heard the words, thought for a moment, and then said: "Now that we know the origin of these Sanskrit fonts, we might as well follow the order of the Buddhist words in the "Ancient Sanskrit Vajra Mantra" and find the corresponding Buddha lanterns, which may be the correct path to the maze. "

"It makes sense, you might as well give it a try." Golden Boy agreed.

"That should be the case." Xu Yang also agreed.

After that, Yin Mengting memorized the scriptures in the Sanskrit order provided by Huomoutuo and kept them in her heart.

"take note of it."

Huomou Tuo looked at Yin Mengting with some surprise, thinking to himself, I had memorized it for three days and three nights but failed to memorize this obscure scripture, so I simply copied it on the cloth of the monk's robe. Unexpectedly, Beauty Yin remembered it just after reading it once. This woman's understanding of Buddhism is miles ahead of mine. "After that, Huomoutuo stuffed the piece of cloth with the "Buddhist Sutra" back into the cuff of his sleeve.

It was the great achievement of his youth, the proud moment of his life, and his collector's edition.

Yin Mengting silently recited the "Ancient Sanskrit Vajra Mantra" she had just memorized in her heart. After confirming that it was correct, she looked up at the large Buddhist lantern in front of her.

She activated her unique green sandalwood power, and the "ancient Sanskrit Vajra Mantra" hidden in the wick fire on the Buddhist lamp was fully seen by her eyes. Connecting these special wick fires together really outlines a path.

Yin Mengting nodded and said, "I have found a possible path. Everyone, follow me."

In this way, Yin Mengting was in front, and the others followed closely behind.

After a stick of incense, the group walked to the last Buddha lamp that displayed the ancient Sanskrit Vajra Mantra.

"The one ahead is the last one." Yin Mengting pointed with her hand.

At this time, everyone was not excited at all, because they were still in the Buddha lantern array and had no intention of going out.

Xu Yang looked around and encouraged: "Keep taking one step, maybe the miracle will be in the next moment."

"Sister Yin, let's go down together." A'Zhu stepped forward and took Yin Mengting's hand.

The two women smiled at each other and took steps forward together.

Just when the two women's toes landed.

The "last" Buddha lamp was lit up, revealing a clearly visible "ancient Sanskrit" character.

There was a "buzz" sound, and the Buddhist lamp trembled.

Immediately afterwards, the lights of the Buddhist lanterns that everyone had just passed by all brightened up, and an "ancient Sanskrit" character appeared in the lights.

Immediately afterwards, a golden light accurately connected these lights in series.

Suddenly, the sound of Buddha sounded.

"Om mani padme hum..."

The sound of Haozheng Buddha and the oracle are curling across the entire space.