C938 The Altar
C938 The Altar
"Zen Master Dingguang, our abilities are limited. We can only send you here. The journey below will require the Zen Masters to proceed on their own!" Elder Lingxi said apologetically to the benevolent Zen Master Ding Guang.
"That's good too. Our Buddhist disciples have the Buddhist light and are not afraid of evil. All of you can retreat to avoid unnecessary casualties!" Zen Master Calming pressed his palms together.
"Zen Master is kind and kind. I thank Zen Master on behalf of all the suffering people!" Elder Lingxi bowed with a solemn expression.
"Amitabha! Subduing demons and eradicating demons is my duty, there's no need for Elder Lingxi to take it to heart!"
"Alright then, I shall take my leave!" Elder Lingxi did not hesitate and issued a command. All the teams in front of the sword formation changed into teams behind and flew towards the land.
After all the Sword Cultivators had disappeared, Zen Master Ding Guang kept his Vajra Dharma Idol and came to Zen Master Ding Xin's side. His muddle-headed eyes suddenly opened and he no longer looked as drowsy as before. His eyes actually had the color of amber.
"Senior Brother, they've finally left!" Ding Guang said.
"Yeah, I've wronged Senior Brother, Martial Nephew, and the others! Let them out." Calming himself.
Yes, Senior Brother! " Ding Guang touched a ring on his left hand. A ray of light shot out, and a thousand Budda Cultivator appeared!
"Senior Brother Dingshan!" Ding Guang bowed to an old monk in the lead. "I have wronged Senior Brother!"
"Haha, what are you talking about, Junior Brother? We can meditate and cultivate in peace inside, but you guys have worked so hard to catch demons and vanquish demons. That's the hard work! Alright, time is of the essence. Since that kid from the Lingxiao Palace has already entered the Yalun Island for several days, we must be ahead of him." Old monk Ding Shan said with a serious expression.
Yes, Senior Brother! " Calming his heart, he replied with a hesitant expression and asked, "Senior Brother, that kid is only a Mahayana Late Period warrior, and he doesn't know the location of that thing. Can we beat him to it?"
"He is just a puny Mahayana Late Period warrior, yet he dares to take risks by himself. He must have something to rely on. Regardless of whether he finds that thing or not, we can't allow it to fall into his hands! Do you understand? " As he finished speaking, Monk Dingshan's tone became serious, and his face was filled with an ominous glint.
... "Yes!"
The group of monks sat on the blood-red kasaya. The leading monk, Dingshan, struck out two hand seals. The blood-red kasaya immediately turned into a red light and disappeared into the vast sea.
After the monks left for two hours, a gray bug the size of a fingernail flew up from the sea where they had originally stopped. The three pairs of wings suddenly flapped and disappeared from their original spot.
...
Elder Lingxi waved her sleeves gently and kept the gray bug. After learning what Ding Guang and the others were talking about, she frowned even more tightly.
"No wonder they are so enthusiastic. So they are looking for something. What is that? Why hasn't the Yalun Helm Branch discovered it? Budda Cultivator was the one who paid so much attention to the treasure. The fact that he had sent out fifty experts meant that the treasure must be related to the Buddha Realm. Humph, the treasure in Sky-high Realm isn't that easy to obtain! " Elder Lingxi narrowed her eyes and a cold glint appeared in them.
Let's go back to the city! "
Although Elder Bu Binn and the others were puzzled, they still followed Elder Lingxi's order and returned to Donghu City.
After entering the city, Elder Lingxi instructed everyone not to fight recklessly. They left hastily after maintaining the city protection spirit formation.
...
Feng Yimo entered the Yalun Island with ease using the Withering Mysterious Art and the Heavenly Transformation Technique. The death aura monsters around him ignored him, a "similar species." They didn't notice him at all.
It wasn't his first time coming to the Yalun Island, but it was dead now. There were death Qi monsters everywhere, and these death Qi monsters weren't ordinary people. They were the residents and cultivators who used to live on the island.
They had all turned into zombies. Their bodies were stiff, without a trace of blood Qi. They were shriveled and shriveled. Feng Yimo had no choice but to turn into them. Although they were ugly, they were much more pleasing to the eye than those demon beasts.
On the Yalun Island, the death qi was so dense that it was frightening. Those lush trees had long been corroded into bare trunks and dead trunks.
Even the big trees were dead. Would humans still be alive?
Feng Yimo did not forget the purpose of this trip. He headed straight to Yalun City. First, he emptied the treasures in Yalun Helm Branch's treasure vault, and then he thought of a way to restore the teleportation formation.
When he climbed up the stairs and arrived at the center of Yalun City, a circular altar with a diameter of more than 30 meters and a height of 60 meters appeared in the originally empty square.
On the altar, there were 18 layers of Skull Heads. There were no less than 10,000 of them. Yin winds and death energy passed through the Skull Heads, making wuwu sounds that made people shudder.
When Feng Yimo walked closer, he saw the reliefs clearly and flew into a rage. That tall altar was not a reliefs, but a part of the broken limbs that had merged into it. In other words, this huge altar was made from human flesh mixed with mud!
Feng Yimo gnashed his teeth in hatred. He wished he could immediately destroy this evil altar, but his intuition told him that this altar was not ordinary. It was very dangerous and could not be moved casually!
Suppressing his anger, Feng Yimo headed straight for the Yalun Helm Branch's treasure vault.
The entire Yalun City was filled with a thick aura of death. Not only did it kill everyone in the city and the entire island, but even the spirit seals and spirit arrays had lost their effectiveness under the corrosion of the pure aura of death.
Just as Feng Yimo had guessed, the aura of death monster didn't know to open the treasure vault. Therefore, the treasure vault was still intact. However, the spirit seals outside were greatly weakened. Feng Yimo easily broke it open and entered the treasure vault. Feng Yimo did not care about looking at it carefully. The Divine Sense rolled up and countless treasures entered the Sumeru Bracelet.
An hour later, the huge treasure vault was completely empty. Feng Yimo turned around in satisfaction and was stunned.
The dignified Gongyang Helm Lord of the Yalun Helm Branch was withered and skinny. If not for the purple-golden jade ruyi floating above his head and emitting a weak Buddha light, he would have lost his life force a long time ago. He would have ended up the same as those skeletons outside. Perhaps, because he was hiding in the treasure vault, the corrosion of the death Qi was weak, which allowed him to survive until now.
Feng Yimo smiled awkwardly. He had been caught stealing someone else's things. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he still felt embarrassed. He cupped his fists and said, "Helm Lord, Gongyang, I'm sorry. ... ""
As soon as he spoke, he found that Gongyang Helm Lord's eyes were empty. He did not have any spirit. He just walked mechanically under the protection of the jade ruyi. He did not care about anything else.
Feng Yimo hurriedly used the Great Wisdom Eye to observe. He immediately discovered that Gongyang Helm Lord's soul had been severely damaged. Only a trace of his soul was left, and he was not completely dead. In other words, he was now a living corpse, a walking corpse!
It was because of the strong belief that Gongyang Helm Lord had in protecting the treasure vault that he had persisted until now.