First Sword Cultivator Observation Report

After hanging on the branches for a long time, they took a breath before they officially began to look around.Beside the giant tree is an invisible abyss, which runs across the desert like a scar, and the yellow sand flows into it like a waterfall. Only rustling sounds can be heard, but nothing can be seen.On the opposite side of the abyss is the legendary chaos, very similar to the nothingness he was in when he came to the land left by the gods.

Turning around, Yan Chongcan opened his eyes slightly.The sight in front of me was truly magnificent and strange.Countless tombs without monuments piled up of yellow sand spread out side by side. Under the moonlight, this golden cemetery is solemn and majestic, with a sense of oppression.Even the traces of the giant beast leading them recklessly running past are not worth mentioning.

"This tree..." Suppressing the shock, Yan Chongcan turned over and landed on the ground, looking intently at the giant tree that had just saved his life.It was surrounded by dozens of people, and the canopy slowly spread out like a green cloud covering the sky. The moonlight was cut into pieces by it, and the bloody eyes of Shengding were mottled, and it looked a little less enchanting. .

"It's the guardian tree." Sheng Ding put his hands together and bowed deeply to it. "It tells the dead souls not to go to chaos, and it also guides the lost souls."

"I don't know how it was planted."

"The seeds are the relics of the nine generations of abbots, and then irrigated with the tears of the three generations of Bodhisattvas."

Yan Chongcan was thoughtful: "Is this the merit you mentioned?"

Sheng Ding lowered his head, showing an elusive, fleeting smile, "Yes."

"I'm going to look for black crow eggs. Let's split up and meet up here."

"No, all living beings are nourished by the sacred tree. If you help me find merit, I can help you get the black crow egg."

"So good."

Sheng Ding walked in front barefoot, his Zen stick clanging in his hand to guide him.

Walking through the tombs, Yan Chongcan secretly looked at them. Those tombs were tall and big, and the sand was compacted. The sense of oppression brought by them was even comparable to the statues he saw in the temple.According to old man Cui, the tradition of sand burial was initiated by the first generation of exiles, and every sinner in the yellow sand domain will be buried in it after death.And because they are sinners, they are all tombs without monuments, and no one will come to worship them.

Pay for your sins in life, and redeem them after death.

The real purpose of the sacred tree should be like this.

While he was thinking, Sheng Ding suddenly stopped and said, "It's right here."

"Brother brought three relics back then, one turned into a sacred tree to guard the soul, one was thrown into the abyss to suppress evil, and the other... was buried in the tomb as the eye of the formation."

Yan Chongcan wondered: "Is this place a formation?"

"It's not at all, it's enough if you have a vision." Sheng Ding's meditation staff pointed, and the tomb was automatically dug open. Formation, so that they will never come back to escape, this is a merit."

"..."

Yan Chongcan thought of many possibilities in an instant, and fell silent in shock for a while.

The demon monk didn't care about him, and just dug on his own. When he dug to the knees, he suddenly heard a hoarse bird song. The two hurriedly took a step back, and saw dense black crows flying out of the tomb, covering the sky and covering the sun. The crows and birds flew out continuously, and did not leave after they came out, they just hovered in the sky layer by layer, making the atmosphere even more eerie.

He calmed down and continued digging until the Zen stick touched a hard object before barely stopping. He touched his chin: "Little benefactor, please help me."

Yan Chongcan took a step forward when he heard the words, "How to do it?"

"Help me hold it, and don't let go of it at any time." He solemnly put the Zen staff that he never left his hand in Yan Chongcan's hand.

"...Is that all right?"

The demon monk nodded with a smile, and Liwo seemed to be very innocent: "As long as this is the case. I have to use both hands to welcome the merit, so as not to offend the Tathagata."

Yan Chongcan would not say anything else, after he took the Zen stick for him readily, he held his hand worriedly, and did not let go: "Be careful."

"I will, step back." Sheng Ding withdrew his hand, watched him stand up, turned around and fell to his knees suddenly, bent down, and brushed away the dust on the coffin lid little by little.

His movements were very slow, and he bowed once every time he brushed. The moonlight shone on him, and Yan Chongcan saw a trace of Buddha nature in him for the first time.

The crows were still hovering in the air, like a huge cloud. When they completely covered the moon, Sheng Ding finally brushed off the last handful of gravel with his bare hands.

Carefully lifted the lid of the coffin, the inside was empty, only a dazzling relic lay quietly in it, and the whole tomb was shining brightly because of it.Sheng Ding laughed and held it into his palm. The moment the relic left the coffin, Yan Chongcan's ears seemed to be deaf. After the violent shock, the sound of Buddha's voice poured into his ears, and a golden light rose in front of his eyes. He stopped the desire to kneel down, solemnly Looking at a holy, extremely beautiful face slowly emerging from the golden light.

It is a Bodhisattva.

"Who dares to steal my Buddha light?"

Holding the relic in his hands, Sheng Ding quietly retreated to the side. After a long while, the Bodhisattva just wandered between them with his eyes and did not move.

"It's him..." He looked at Yan Chongcan in surprise, only to see that Yan Chongcan was still standing where he wanted him to stand, but he didn't have anything in his hand, and he had thrown aside the Zen stick that was handed over a long time ago.

"you!"

Sheng Ding's face was flushed, startled and angry: "When did you throw it away?"

"When you were pretending to brush off the dust." Yan Zhongcan said with a smile, seeming to understand everything clearly.

The Bodhisattva seemed a little impatient, and asked angrily again: "Who dares to steal the Buddha's light?!"

Before the lingering sound dissipated, the golden light weaved into a big hand again, like a Buddha's palm, slapped heavily towards the place where the Zen staff was.

Sheng Ding smiled and said: "Hahahaha, so what if you find out that my Zen staff is fake, you have already stood on my trap, you can't escape no matter what..."

He suddenly became hoarse.

However, Yan Chongcan, who was unable to move his feet, was not panicked at all. With a slight movement of his fingertips, the Zen staff immediately flew up and fell into Sheng Ding's hands spontaneously.

The demon monk was shocked and wanted to throw it away again, but the Zen staff seemed to be growing in his own hand, and it made his skin hurt and he couldn't do anything.

He suddenly remembered that Yan Chongcan held his hand for a long time when he handed over the Zen stick, and he must have set a secret door for himself since then.

"It's me who underestimated you." Sheng Ding gritted his teeth and watched the Buddha's palm stand still for a moment, then turned to pat himself, tapped his toes, jumped to the sky to avoid it, and cried out in a sad voice, "My Buddha is merciful! "

"Little thief! Take your life!"

When the Bodhisattva listened to his begging for mercy, he was so angry that his palms fell like raindrops. Sheng Ding was covered in sweat, and when he caught sight of Yan Chongcan, his eyes flashed, and he flew towards him suddenly, wanting to suffer the blow with him.

Yan Chongcan saw his intentions, knelt down immediately, took out the Jade Bodhisattva hanging on his chest, bowed his head and said: "I have no sin in my body, I come here to worship the Buddha, if I let my life go today, I will worship it every day, Baiyi Baishun."

The blood jade burst into light, and Si Jue's sword intent filled it. The Bodhisattva's light and shadow were in a trance for a moment, and he really lost his hostility towards him.

"What a treacherous fox!"

Sheng Ding was furious, exerted strength in his hands, and threw down the invulnerable Zen staff at the cost of a broken arm. He used a fake Zen staff, and then sealed the wound with spiritual power. Suddenly, the real Zen staff gleaming with silver appeared in his left hand, and stabbed straight at the Buddha's palm." Come on, today I want to take your merits and virtues, and then kill Buddhas and gods!"

Yan Zhongcan quietly watched them fight, patiently mobilized his spiritual power to release the restraints under his feet, walked to the tomb and explored, and finally found a hidden compartment from the coffin. A round bead, can't help but be more sure of what I think.

Sheng Ding on that side was already drenched in blood, the blood in his eyes dimmed, he was slammed to the ground by the Buddha's palm, finally unable to fight anymore, he could only watch it attack again.

"Bodhisattva," Yan Chongcan said with a smile while pinching the bead, "tell me, what will happen if I crush it?"

The holy face looked at him, twisted instantly, "Put it down!"

Sheng Ding seemed to have found a life-saving straw, overjoyed: "Save me! Save me!"

"Little master, if I were you, I wouldn't talk too much."

As soon as the words fell, the Buddha's palm slapped the demon monk in a warning manner, making his eyes glow with sparkles and his head dizzy.

"Put it down." The Bodhisattva's tone was much gentler this time.

Yan Chongcan sighed softly, and shook his head: "Devil, you're pretending too clumsily, you can't fool anyone."

The golden light flickered and dissipated immediately, replaced by a bunch of strange black ghosts, "You are very smart."

"Absurd praise." Yan Chongcan tossed the beads casually, "Although I am not a Buddhist, nor do I understand Buddhist principles, but I can tell the difference between good and evil. The monk under your hand set a trap with a fake Zen stick, and wants you to take me away." As a sacrifice, if I'm not mistaken, the Zen staff is a token for offering sacrifices to demons, and he himself...not to mention the Muliya people, but the Demon Cultivator of Dasang Tiancheng."

Sheng Ding coughed a few times, closed his eyes and smiled wryly: "So you know everything."

"As for you... Ever since he said to suppress the souls of the dead, I have been thinking, if the relics intended this, wouldn't they turn the entire sand tomb into a cage? The dead have passed away, and the senior brother often said that when the soul enters the underworld, it will be judged by itself. The real Tathagata will not trap people's souls for nothing, let alone kill them in a rage like you."

"Only a monk like Sheng Ding would use killing karma as merit, and only a devil pretending to be a Buddha would be nondescript."

Ghosting was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "How are you doing? A doll in the Jindan period knows too much, even if you kill me, do you think you can escape?"

Yan Chongcan said with a smile: "No hurry. When old man Cui talked about this place, he was completely respectful. So I thought, brother Sheng Ding added a new tomb here, and brought a demon—that is, you He trapped all the souls, and wanted them to feed the demons together, infect the relics with demonic nature, and then...became the merits mentioned in the holy scriptures. It's just that he didn't expect that even sinners would not want to fall into demons. "

"The stalemate until now, maybe something happened to this senior brother, or maybe Shengding tried to steal what the senior brother cultivated... It's a pity that he didn't know that what he got was a fake relic, and he didn't know the so-called merit. It didn't work out."

Only in this way, the reason why the empty coffin and the sand layer are not so compact and can be easily dug up can be explained.

"After all this, you still want to crush it? Once the real relic is broken, you can't bear the consequences."

Yan Chongcan nodded, agreeing: "Let's make a deal. It's almost dawn, and before dawn, you can safely send me thousands of miles away, and then I will return the relic to you."

The devil pondered for a moment, then replied: "Yes."

"Little benefactor! And me! Help me, I promise anything!" At this time, Sheng Ding had long lost the refined demeanor he had just started.

"Little master, if I knew today, why bother?"

Yan Chongcan looked at him fixedly, and finally let out a long sigh, "Let him go, he won't get anything."

Ghosting still hesitated: "Why should I trust you?"

"Because you have no choice. This relic is your life, but it means nothing to me."

"Okay... I'll send you off, but only outside the cemetery."

"Yes, but you have to give me a black crow egg as compensation."

Gui Ying was stunned for a moment, then snatched an egg for him inexplicably, and stuffed it into his arms: "Let's go."

The demon head was quite fast, but he reached the edge of the cemetery in a short while. After putting down the two of them, he spread his palms towards Yan Chongcan: "It's your turn."

Yan Chongcan took out the relic and slowly released it towards him.The devil was so nervous that his whole body stiffened, and he was waiting to kill the two of them with his backhand after he got the relic.Unexpectedly, just as the relic was about to be obtained, the body didn't listen to him.

The sky was white, Yan Chongcan grinned, and several thin lines flashed between his fingers, directly pulling the devil out of the cemetery, "The weather is fine today, let's bask in the sun and say goodbye."

Out of the cemetery, without relics, and exposed to the sun, all that awaits him is death.

"Wait……"

Before the heart-piercing cry for help was heard, the boy had already run away with the demon monk in his arms.

"You deliberately said so many nonsense to divert attention, so that you can wrap a spiritual thread on it..." Sheng Dingben escaped, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Yan Chongcan with only bitter eyes, "I underestimated you too much. I thought you He's a good guy."

Yan Chongcan lowered his eyes, "If you don't harm me, I will not fight back. I will treat you as a friend until you dig the grave."

"You're good at playing dumb."

"I've never played dumb."

Sheng Ding was taken aback for a moment, thinking about it carefully, he really just likes to ask questions, but his response is always faster than anything else.

"Will you let me go?"

"I will ask Grandpa Xie to connect your arm, and I can also give you the relic."

"You are so kind?"

Yan Chongcan smiled and said, "I'm not a saint. Let's make a deal."

Sheng Ding's heart trembled, and he heard him say: "After passing the assessment, I will be sent to the City Lord's Mansion. That night, you will help me activate the teleportation array and send it to Yonghua City."

Is it easy to break into the City Lord's Mansion?Sheng Ding slapped his chest, but nodded without tears.