True Immortal of the Netherworld

This is a golden world.

Everything you see is gold, and a golden mountain peak in the distance stands on the earth like a golden giant. At the foot of the mountain, a golden river meanders through, sprinkling a strip of golden flowers.

Closer, the golden trees, golden flowers, even the birds resting on the branches and the wild butterflies on the flowers are all golden things.

Everything in the space is as eternal as gold, but dull and lifeless.

Like a huge painting painted with gold powder, it is shocking but lacks charm and agility.

"The Golden Kingdom, is this the paradise that the long-browed monk said?" Xu Yang whispered.

"In the secular world, gold is rare and valuable, but here there is nothing except gold, so it seems worthless." Yin Mengting said.

"Sister Yin is right, Golden Eyes are just cold, emotionless dead things. In my eyes, these things are not even comparable to a free-flying bird." A'Zhu said.

Just when A'Zhu finished speaking.

In the void in front of A'Zhu, a cluster of golden light flashed. The golden light converged, and a golden bird appeared out of thin air. The bird flapped its wings awkwardly and hovered in the air.

"Wow! Whatever you want is available!" A'Zhu said in surprise.

When A'Zhu stretched out a palm, the golden bird slowly flew into A'Zhu's palm.

It's just that the little bird can't sing, and its eyes look a little dull.

A'Zhu stretched out his other hand and lightly touched the golden feathers on the surface of the golden bird's body, but a wisp of coldness came from his fingertips.

"Be free to fly."

A'Zhu raised his palm, and the golden bird spread its wings awkwardly and flew away. Its tiny figure was hidden in the golden color in the distance and disappeared.

Looking at the golden bird flying away, A'Zhu curled his lips and said: "It's a pity that it is a little bird without a soul, more like a lifeless puppet. It's pitiful."

A'Zhu even felt a little guilty in her heart. It was her delusion that created this golden bird without a soul.

"Everyone has his own paradise in his heart. Therefore, this golden country is not a paradise." Yin Mengting said thoughtfully.

"In my opinion, the real paradise may only require a pot of wine for people to drink freely." Xu Yang said without any secret.

For Xu Yang, an alcoholic, a bottle of fine wine can indeed make him happy.

Happiness is joy, and as long as the heart is content, joy is bliss.

Just when Xu Yang finished speaking, a large golden light swirled in the open space opposite him. The golden light dissipated, and there was a table of exquisite golden dishes, including chicken, duck, and fish. There was also a golden wine pot with a thin neck and a bulging belly on the table.

"Do you really get whatever you want?" Xu Yang said, walking forward.

The golden dishes were tasteless, and the wine in the jug had no aroma at all, just flowing gold.

Xu Yang frowned slightly and said dissatisfiedly: "In such a paradise, isn't it just self-deception!"

Ming Lin, who was lying on Xu Yang's shoulder, said: "Is this golden space the paradise that those bald heads talk about? It's just a matter of making some golden bumps to deceive people."

Xu Yang looked around, and then said with some disappointment: "I wonder where the long-browed monk from before is here? The Buddha's relic is still in his hand."

At this moment, the golden thing in front of everyone started flowing like a river.

Mountains, rivers, trees, flowers, butterflies and birds... they are controlled by an invisible force, like a picture painted with a golden pen, distorted and losing their original appearance.

The whole space rumbled.

Not long after, the scene in front of the three people changed into a completely different look.

Xu Yang, A'Zhu and Yin Mengting were in an extremely huge golden temple.

In the middle of the golden temple, there is a three-foot-tall gilded seated Buddha enshrined.

Looking carefully, the appearance of this gilded seated Buddha is the same as that of the long-browed monk who appeared before. The long-browed Buddha statue performs salute with one hand, and the other hand is placed flat on the knee, palm facing up.

In his palm, colorful light surged, and a chestnut-sized Buddha relic, as white as mutton fat, lay quietly in it.

"This is the Buddha's relic." A'Zhu said beside Xu Yang.

"That's right, it's the Buddha's relic." Under the influence of the Buddha's creative power emanating from the Buddha's relic, the green sandalwood beads on Yin Mengting's wrist buzzed and trembled, emitting wisps of green light.

"It's the one from before." Xu Yang glanced at it with his consciousness and confirmed it without a doubt.

At this time, the Buddha's relic was not far away opposite the three of them, but the three of them stood there and did not dare to move rashly.

On both sides of the temple lobby, there are Buddhist niches stacked one above another, which are as tall as a hill. On them are enshrined gilded Buddha statues with extremely realistic looks, numbering in the tens of thousands.

These gilt Buddha statues have different appearances and are all life-size. One by one, they seemed to be listening carefully to the long-browed sitting Buddha in the middle, while their eyes seemed to be motionless, watching the three people from Xu Yang who broke into the room.

"I'm Xu Yang, come and retrieve the Buddha's relics." Xu Yang said loudly.

The sound echoed in the temple and lingered for a long time.

After a while, no one responded.

"You two wait carefully here while I go over to retrieve the Buddha's relic." Xu Yang said.

The two women nodded.

Xu Yang generously walked towards the long-browed sitting Buddha opposite, observing with his spiritual consciousness as he walked.

"Master Xu Yang, I always feel that there is a murderous aura in this temple! However, this is exactly what this demon dragon likes. Hehe." Ming Lin said, lying on Xu Yang's shoulder.

"In order to save the master's soul, this Buddha relic must be obtained. If someone stands in his way, he will kill someone, and if he stands in the way of the Buddha, he will kill the Buddha!" ​​Xu Yang said coldly.

Unknowingly, under Ming Lin's instigation, Xu Yang showed his violent side.

After a while, Xu Yang came to the bottom of the long-browed seated Buddha and looked up. The Buddha's relic was about ten feet above his head.

On the lapel of the seated Buddha's clothes, the four words "Monk of Six Enlightenments" are clearly engraved.

"Senior Liujue, I know that you left this Buddha relic. But my master's soul needs the Buddha's relic to save it. Therefore, I can only take it away."

Xu Yang's consciousness moved, and the golden ball formed by the flame spirit of the Golden Crow Buddha in the Zifu space, with golden flowers flowing on its surface, turned into a three-legged golden bird and disappeared in place.

Xu Yang raised one hand upward.

A golden flame flew out and turned into a three-legged firebird about a foot in size in an instant, which was the true body of the Golden Crow Buddha's flame spirit. The three-legged firebird spread its wings and flew dexterously towards the Buddha relic in the hand of the sitting Buddha.

The three-legged firebird seemed to be alive. It picked up the Buddha relic in its mouth.

Sure enough, it is also a Buddhist thing, and the Buddha relic has no intention of rejecting the Golden Crow Flame Spirit.

The three-legged firebird spread its wings and fell steadily back into Xu Yang's palm.

After receiving the "Buddha's Relic", Xu Yang showed a look of satisfaction on his face.

With a movement of consciousness, the three-legged firebird turned into a ball of golden spiritual flames and wrapped the "Buddha's relics" layer by layer.

"Master, I got the Buddha's relic." Xu Yang whispered. One hand couldn't help but touch the ghost wood waistband hanging on his waist.

The soul of Master Xu Yang, "Guigu Yeyan", is still sleeping in the ghost wooden waistband at this moment.

Seeing this, A'Zhu clapped his hands and said, "We have obtained the Buddha's relics, so that Lord Ghost Fire can wake up."

Yin Mengting also showed a look of joy.

When the person you like is happy, you will be happy, which is also a kind of bliss.

Xu Yang held the Buddha's relic in his hand and walked back step by step. As he walked, he always watched the changes around him.

Xu Yang found that the eyes of the Buddha statues on the niches on both sides of the temple were clearly following his steps.

"These Buddha statues are undoubtedly defensive and restricted." Xu Yang made a judgment in his mind.

With a clenched palm, the golden crow Buddha fire wrapped around the Buddha's relic was held tightly in Xu Yang's palm.

At this moment, something strange happened.

"Mimi mamma hum hum..."

A burst of neat Buddhist sounds suddenly sounded, and thousands of monks chanted sutras at the same time.

The sound contains the incomparable soul-shaking power of the Buddha's words, like a rising tide lapping at the shore, layer after layer, endlessly.

Under the attack of this vast Buddha's sound, the souls of Xu Yang and A'Zhu even appeared as double images, threatening to leave their bodies.

Behind Yin Mengting, a unique and independent phantom of the green sandalwood tree automatically appeared. With the blessing of the phantom of the green sandalwood tree, the soul-shaking power of the Buddha's words seemed to have no effect on it.

"No, this soul-shaking power is too powerful." Xu Yang secretly screamed, and at the same time, his consciousness moved, and he summoned A'Zhu via sound transmission, "Quickly transform into the form of a flame spirit, conserve your strength, and prepare to counterattack."

As Xu Yang's natal spiritual pet, A'Zhu has a close connection with Xu Yang.

The next moment, A'Zhu's body turned into a stream of red light and submerged into Xu Yang's body, turning into a firebird shape and swirling in the Zifu space.

In this way, the impact of A'Zhu's attack by the Buddha's words will be minimized.

"Master Xu Yang, please use my Ming Lin's spiritual consciousness. You will know that the bald man chanting sutras is really annoying." Ming Lin said.

The next moment, Ming Lin turned into a black evil spirit and entered Xu Yang's Zifu space.

And Ming Lin's powerful consciousness turned into the shadow of a black dragon and entered the sea of ​​consciousness under Xu Yang's Tianling cover.

With the help of Ming Lin's powerful spiritual consciousness, Xu Yang's mental power increased several times.

Xu Yang activated his spiritual consciousness and relied on his strong mental power to get rid of the interference of the soul-shaking power of Buddha's words and stabilize his soul again.

"To this extent, do you want to stop me, Xu Xiaoxian?" Xu Yang said confidently.

The Buddha's words continued like a tide for a long time before he stopped.

The moment the Buddha's words stopped, the Buddha statues in the surrounding temples began to tremble.

Golden tears actually flowed from the eyes of each Buddha statue.

I don't know if it's sadness or anger.

A surprising scene happened.

Whoosh whoosh——

Shadows of monks emerged from the Buddha statues.

There were tens of thousands of them, heavily surrounding Xu Yang and Yin Mengting.

"Is it a semi-spiritual body? No, it should be an imprisoned soul!" Xu Yang's eyes jumped like flames, and he used the Flame Spirit Eyes to quickly make an accurate judgment.

Looking at the anger in the eyes of the monks in front of him, Xu Yang suddenly remembered what? He remembered that Golden Boy once said that this Five Buddha Vajra Formation is a great killing formation with the power to kill ten thousand Buddhas. Now it seems that it is indeed the case.

"Could it be said that tens of thousands of monks' souls are imprisoned in the Five Buddha Vajra Formation, and the power of their souls is used as a means to kill the formation. These tens of thousands of monks will never be reincarnated. What kind of paradise is this? It's the cruel way of hell." Xu Yang was horrified when he thought about it.

Xu Yang didn't know that this "Five Buddha Vajra Formation" was originally a taboo killing formation in the Golden Buddha Temple, and would not be used unless absolutely necessary.

Thousands of years ago, during the battle between humans and demons, the Golden Buddha Temple, as the leader of the Buddhist sect, witnessed the human coalition forces suffering heavy losses one after another, and had no choice but to resort to such a killing array.

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Thousands of years ago, ten thousand monks from the Golden Buddha Temple, led by the "Long Eyebrow Monk", chanted this fearless Buddhist saying and devoted themselves to the Five Buddha Vajra Formation without hesitation for the "Golden Kingdom" in their hearts. The scene is also so tragic.

The Golden Kingdom is also a fearless belief.