The sun and the moon rotate, and the stars move.

Zhou Ke could have lost all sense of the passage of time.

He didn't know if it was day or night, or how long he had been in this state.

The limbs were motionless, because the arms were tightly bound by the iron chain, passing through his lute bone, and the two ends were connected to the pillars on both sides. The arms were straightened and tensed, and the blood flowed from the joint between the chain and the flesh, which had already dried up.

Since the last time he had a sudden burst of spiritual power, the guards could hardly suppress him. The other party had to strengthen the restraint, sealed him several times, and planted half of his body in the Ten Thousand Lotus Stone Forest. Locked, completely immobile.

Those lotus flowers that seem to be carved out of stone are clustering around him, and the petals are relaxing and relaxing under the moonlight.

The blue light of the petals dances, and with Shi Lian's stretched mood, sometimes condenses and sometimes disperses, lingering around, absorbing his vitality, unrestrained and dazzling.

But all of their extreme beauty is obtained in exchange for spiritual energy, essence and blood.

Zhou may not be dead.

He still breathed a sigh of relief, and his sanity was even clear.

The physical torture not only failed to make him unconscious, but on the contrary kept him awake.

For the first time, he knew that waking up is also painful, because a little bit of pain can be magnified by perception, there is no way to retreat, there is nowhere to escape.

Just because he was still awake, all external sounds, even slight movements, could be heard clearly in his ears.

There is a meandering path in the middle of the stone forest. People will come in regularly and raise the soul-locking flag inside, and the souls will fall on the stone lotus and become the nourishment in the lotus pond.

The soul nourishes the stone lotus, and the stone lotus absorbs the essence and feeds it back to the remnant soul in the pond.

Zhou Ke could often hear the screams coming out of the pool, one after another, sad and sad, not a real cry, but a scream from the depths of the soul, driven into a desperate situation, countless voices poured out their own thoughts day and night The resentment and resentment in life, some even didn't know that he was dead, and the remnants were still rampant, crying and screaming, making him restless.

Every few days, someone would collect these remnants and leave in a hurry.

Sometimes more than one person came, and they would also communicate with each other. Zhou Ke could rarely hear voices that were different from those of the remnant soul struggling, and he would always concentrate on listening to a few more sentences.

"It's the Zhongyuan Dharma meeting tonight. Why do you have less souls in this banner? Tonight, the Buddha's head will save the dead souls. If there are not enough, you will be blamed."

"Hey, a family of six was neat and tidy, but who knew that woman was abused like that by her husband's family. She kept saying that she was going to kill the whole family of her husband's family, so I gave her poison to satisfy her wish. In the end, my heart softened and I regretted it, so I ate the poison alone. In the end, her husband and her husband also said that she was a poisonous woman, and when I threw the dead body into the wilderness, I could only collect a soul, let alone, Bad luck! I'm worried now that if I can't refine the Soul Gathering Orb in a few days, I'm afraid I will be punished even more!"

"As long as you pass the night safely, are you still worried that there will be no souls to collect during the Fa conference? Most of them are people rushing one after another, wanting to be seen by the head of the Buddha."

"It's true... What's the matter with this person, just locked here? Immortal?"

"Senior brother said that he was a very powerful monk before, and he was kept as a bait. If someone comes to rescue him, they will catch them all in one go."

"I don't look very good, or can I be locked up here?"

"Haha, you don't know this, right? He was locked up by iron chains, and his spiritual power was also sucked away by Shi Lian. It is said that at that time, the senior brother brought people there and almost fell into the Tao. Later, the master personally came out to wash him with blood." His sect captured people here. Fortunately, he still survived, but his disciples were not so lucky, and their souls were filled in this pond and used as fertilizer."

"The person who rescued him can come over and throw himself into the trap?"

"The person who rescued him seems to be even more powerful, but senior brother won't go into details. No matter how powerful he is, he is still a plaything in the hands of the Buddha's head and seat. What are you worried about?"

"Aren't I planning for a rainy day! Speaking of which, unless Wanjian Xianzong and Shenxiao Xianfu join forces, no one can do anything to win us. Qingyun Temple is full of thunder and rain all day long, pretending to be inhumane They are as lofty as fireworks, but in Luo Dynasty, can they have the momentum of our Wanlian Buddha Land?"

"I love to hear that, haha..."

The sound gradually faded away and gradually disappeared.

Zhou could move slightly, and the iron chain slammed lightly, in exchange for severe pain.

The other party's words were specious, but he knew that Jiufang Changming should be the last one.

His dead ghost master, huh.

Zhou Ke sneered.

How could the other party come?

He wished Jiufang Changming would die, and Jiufang Changming would naturally—

Zhou can close his eyes.

Even if it comes, single-handedly, two fists are no match for four palms.

This place is so eerie.

It's not that he has never dealt with Buddhism before, but for the first time he discovered that Wanlian Buddha's land is glamorous on the outside, but on the inside...

Zhou Ke sneered again, only he could hear it.

The inside of this Buddha's land is not much better than his demon door.

But the sneer is all sneer, but he still can't figure out the doorway here, and what ghostly activities these people are doing.

Wanlian Stone Forest, this lotus pond, there are countless resentful souls who died in vain, refining their souls and bewitching people's hearts.

"It's OK for Zhou."

He opened his eyes suddenly, ignoring the shaking of the iron chain, his muscles and bones were in severe pain.

There are still thousands of ghosts crying and howling all around, full of resentment.

He suspected that he was hallucinating.

But the next moment—

"Zhou can, you are still awake, just squeak."

The voice came from the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and he could respond to the other party without making a sound.

"Nine Fangs Ever Bright?"

"it's me."

"Where are you?"

"I am in your heart."

The other party's slightly joking tone made Zhou Ke want to curse.

He really cursed, cursed loudly, exhausted the most ugly words, and vented all the resentment and anger of these years.

His strength was exhausted quickly, and Zhou Ke actually didn't have much strength left. He gasped for breath and struggled to say the last sentence in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"How far, how far away, Jiufang Changming, I never want to see you again!"

The other party lost his voice, as if he had left completely.

Zhou can breathe a sigh of relief, but also feels a little unclear.

He closed his eyes, ready to resist the next wave of attacks from those stone lotuses.

"After so many years, why haven't you changed your duplicity and awkwardness?"

Suddenly, the familiar voice sounded again, and it exploded in the sea of ​​consciousness!

Zhou Ke opened his eyes in a daze, and was slightly taken aback, revealing a moment of panic and disbelief.

Perhaps, there is also a surprise hidden deep in his heart that even he himself does not admit.

He once thought that he had been abandoned, he didn't believe in fate, he would rather set up his own family and prove himself right.

But after going around and around, he returned to the original point.

"Why are you..."

"We're running out of time, where the **** are you?"

Zhou can be silent for a moment.

"I don't know. There are many ways of ghosts here. I was trapped in a lotus pond. These lotus flowers are all carved out of stone, but they can move. They will regularly pour some souls they don't know where they came from into the lotus pond to raise them." These stone lotus, the better the stone lotus grows, the more my spiritual power will be suppressed, and with this chain, I will not be able to move at all. Even if you come, there is nothing you can do, you..." He paused, and the sarcasm came to his lips, but become—

"They don't kill me, they just want to lure you here, you don't have to do it for me..."

"Got it."

Before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted, and the voice in the sea of ​​consciousness was interrupted, and there was no more words.

Nine, Fang, Chang, Ming!

Zhou can grit his teeth.

…

Xu Jingxian originally thought that there would be some monsters and ghosts suddenly appearing in the cave, but there were none.

Everything went smoothly, and several people walked from the entrance of the cave to the end until they saw the light source.

That's not a spar.

It was difficult for Xu Jingxian to describe the grand scene in front of her.

The walls of the entire cave are filled with clear crystal stones, which are dark and self-luminous. The purple-blue light is emitted by these crystal stones. It is soft but extremely bright enough to spread outside.

The room is full of brilliance, scorching and dazzling.

Even a mountain of gemstones cannot achieve this effect.

Xu Jingxian claimed that she was not new to the world, but when she suddenly saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help being stunned.

This was stunned for a moment, and then there was a flash of God.

When she came back to her senses again, she saw a plant of real grass growing in the corner of the cave, with a cluster of spars beside it, which could hardly be noticed unless she looked carefully.

Xu Jingxian walked over.

What Yun Weisi saw was totally different from her.

He didn't see the spar.

In front of Yun Weisi was the main peak and valley of Wanshen Mountain.

He is very familiar with this place.

Clouds and mists shrouded in front of my eyes, strange rocks were jagged, and a magical air flowed in the cold. The figures of six people formed a circle, hanging lamps with their fists, and their faces were solemn.

The one with his back to Yun Weisi was an all-too-familiar person.

Master? !

His heart was pounding, and he couldn't help but approached step by step.

This is the Wanshen Mountain fifty years ago.

This year, Jiang Li, the patriarch of the Wanshen Sect, proposed to build a Liuhe Candle Sky Formation in Wanshen Mountain to suppress the devil energy forever.

The proposal was approved by several great masters in the world, and the six of them met here to hold the inner formation, and many people volunteered to guard the outer formation.

Yun Weisi has always wanted to know the truth of this matter, what happened back then, so that even Jiu Fang Changming was seriously injured by a miss.

Although Chang Ming is gradually recovering his memory, only this matter is so foggy that he can't remember clearly.

Yun Weisi never thought that he would have the opportunity to go back to the past and see the truth with his own eyes.

After holding the formation for more than half, the hanging lanterns in front of the six people also burned more than half.

As long as the lights stay on, after another hour, the spiritual power will be poured into the talismans under their feet from their handprints, and when they reach the center of the formation, the six-party talisman will trigger the formation, and the gap will be completely sealed, and there will be no way for demons to invade the world.

But it was precisely at this time that an accident happened.

Yun Weisi saw that Chang Ming suddenly flipped his handprints and formed a reverse imprint. The light in front of him immediately fell to the ground and hit the talisman under his feet. The spiritual power infused into the talisman was interrupted, and the other five people were affected to varying degrees. Not only that, the master also sacrificed the Sifei sword and swept towards Ren Haishan who was closest to him.

The seal failed, and the long-suppressed devilish energy immediately counterattacked, tilted out, and rushed towards the six people holding the formation with a roar.

Yun Weisi never expected that what he saw was such a truth, he rushed towards Chang Ming without thinking.

The latter seemed to have eyes behind his back, turned around suddenly, smiled wickedly, and raised his hand to move towards him.

The figure approached in an instant, Yun Weisi did not dodge or dodge, and was directly imprinted on the heart by the opponent's palm!