Chapter 3532                                                            �

"It is easy to break into the palace of the underworld, but it is difficult to enter the valley of the white clothes."

All monks of the Nether Clan have heard this sentence.

It is naturally not easy to break into the palace, and it is even more impossible to break into it.

Those who break through it will die.

The White-Yellow Valley is famous for its reputation and its reputation is still above the Nether Palace. Just like "Tiannan" to the dead tribe, and "Luozuyun Mountain Realm" to the Luosha tribe.

All this is because of one person.

Impression snowy day!

Although she has disappeared in the world for hundreds of thousands of years, she has already died.

But the remaining power is still there.

Although "Yuan Xuanzang", which is now known as the most powerful person in the Nether Clan, has become a powerful force, its influence on the Nether Clan and even the entire hell world is at least two levels lower than Yin Xuetian at his peak.

When Yin Xuetian was there, she was the most powerful person in the hell world.

At that time, the Emperor of Fengdu and Tianmu had not yet been destroyed. The Emperor of Nine Deaths did not dare to show up in the darkness. Xu Fengjin could only hide in the Kunlun Realm to learn swords.

That was the era of the twenty heavens in the holy realm, the era of the God-Refusing Heavenly Lord, Yin Xuetian, and the Sixth Patriarch.

People in an era are almost dead, and later generations have climbed to the high platform that holds the authority of the universe and is dancing.

The big world where Baiyi Valley is located is completely different from what Zhang Ruochen imagined, and also from the dark worlds ruled by the underworld clan.

The entire world is not shrouded in the dark energy, and it seems full of vitality.

The sky is without gray dead energy, but cloudless.

The sea is blue and the rivers are clear.

Zhang Ruochen and Bai Zun were walking on a dry and hard mud road. Here, green trees were covered with pine and cypress. The sunlight fell through the gaps of leaves, forming mottled light and shadow on the ground. The air was filled with a smell of grass and trees, like midsummer on earth.

Bai Zun said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you that you have a connection with Baiyigu, but the hatred is also very deep, and someone may not welcome you. If they want to kill you, it has nothing to do with me."

Soon, they passed through a stream and came outside Baiyi Valley.

"Have you met Bai Zun!"

Two gods wearing white clothes saluted Bai Zun.

Zhang Ruochen looked forward and saw wisps of smoke among the branches and leaves of the trees, and could smell a strange fragrance emitted by the burning of the candle.

Just under an ancient pine tree as thick as a millstone, there was an incense burner, where candles burned and bamboo incense burned.

Further forward, there is a stone step about five feet wide.

At the top of the stone steps is a temple with a vermilion wall. On the black stone tablet in front of the temple, there are three ancient Chinese texts "White-Yi Gu".

There are many temples in the world, each with magnificent.

Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm and Tiannan are even more spectacular than a big world. Light and shadow can be seen in the depths of the universe.

Compared with them, Baiyi Valley seems too ordinary. There is a strange feeling in the ordinary.

Logically speaking, when practicing Buddhism in the underworld, one must be a different Buddha or an evil Buddha. But along the way, Zhang Ruochen saw many monks, most of whom had pious eyes and kind eyes, and were by no means disguised.

Of course, there are also some monks who are so vicious, with a gloomy and domineering aura.

The two can actually coexist in Baiyi Valley.

"If you want to enter the White-Yellow Valley, light a stick of incense first."

Bai Zun took off three bamboo incense sticks from the wooden rack next to the cauldron, lit them, and inserted them into the furnace.

As the smoke surrounds, two long bells sounded in the stone temple, both as shocking as the thunder in the clear sky and as long as the water flows in the mountain spring.

Zhang Ruochen also took incense and lit it.

Soon, the temple door opened.

An old man in gray clothes walked out, holding a bamboo broom in his hand and started cleaning from the first step of the steps.

"rustle!"

The movement was very slow, and it would take several hours to sweep all the steps.

Zhang Ruochen found that Bai Zun's expression became much more serious when he saw this old man.

Without thinking about it, Zhang Ruochen had no time to wait and step forward.

Soon, he came to the old man and wanted to bypass him, but the broom in his hand would always wave over and force him back.

Bai Zun walked behind, three steps apart, bowed with his fists and said, "I have seen Master Nirzang!"

The old man was so old that he seemed to have seen the innocent master clearly at this moment. He stopped the broom and smiled and said, "It's Ling'er. I haven't been back for so many years, and I almost don't know him anymore. Look at this dog's memory! Will you stay here for a long time when you come back?"

Bai Zun pondered for a moment, looked at Zhang Ruochen, and said, "In recent years, I thought that if I had reached the infinite realm, I could despise the cultivators in the world. After suffering two losses, I realized that there was a heaven beyond heaven and a person beyond heaven. I really wanted to go into seclusion and practice hard for a period of time without breaking the infinite peak of the universe, and I would not leave!"

Zhang Ruochen heard the name of "Nizang" from Prajna, and probably knew his origin. He was an old dog picked up by Kong Yinxue in Baiyi Valley, which was longer than Bai Zun followed Kong Yinxue.

Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands together, bowed to Buddhism, and said, "My younger generation Zhang Ruochen has seen Senior Nirvana. Here comes to Baiyi Valley, there is something important to see the wonderful Zen girl. Please let me go on a journey."

The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Ruochen carefully, his voice became much sharper: "I dare not! I am a villain, how dare I block the path of Lingyanzi's descendants? But the door of Baiyi Valley is not that easy to enter."

There are already etiquettes that should be found, and Zhang Ruochen stopped talking and walked straight up the stone steps.

This time, the old man did not stop him anymore!

Just as Zhang Ruochen came to the black stone tablet engraved with the words "Baiyi Valley", raised his right foot and stepped on the last stone step, suddenly, the scene in front of him changed drastically.

The temples, stone tablets, and incense burners all disappeared, and in front of me, they turned into a dark and boundless underworld.

There are countless corpses buried under the black soil.

On the bare mountain top, there were jackdaws circling and making a harsh sound.

Zhang Ruochen was calm and walked into the underworld, climbed to the top of the mountain, looked down at the deadly, desolate, boundless world below, and then looked into the distance.

Even if you see trillions of miles away, you can't see the edge of the underworld.

There is no such a huge world in the world!

Zhang Ruochen seemed to be talking to himself, saying, "Is this the illusion of the underworld cultivated by Senior Nizang?"

"If you walk out of the illusion of the underworld, you can enter the door of Baiyi Valley." The old man's voice floated from the sky.

"It's just a illusion, why not destroy it?"

Zhang Ruochen summoned the seven-star magic sword that was melted into one, and slowly raised it over his head.

As the sword power emerged, the truth boundary of "the universe is boundless" evolved.

The light and shadow of the stars continue to spread to the underworld, one hundred million miles, one billion miles, ten billion miles...

"Wow!"

Slashing the sword, the sword light illuminates the darkness and tearing the world apart.

Zhang Ruochen visually recovered and saw a black stone tablet near Chi Chi. One of his feet was stepping on the top stone steps, and all the illusions disappeared!

But there was no happiness on his face.

Because, there is no sword in your hand!

It can be seen that the sword that broke the illusion just now was also my own illusion.

Zhang Ruochen looked back and found that the old man had reached the bottom of the stone steps, so he almost finished scanning.

"With your current cultivation level, I broke the first level of illusion before I swept the stone steps. You have passed this level!"

After cleaning, the old man disappeared under the stone steps, as if he had never appeared before.

The third illusion?

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen finally understood why Bai Zun, who was the God-Saving Master, was so respectful to the old man. As expected, there were people outside of people and there was heaven beyond heaven.

...

A young monk, seven or eight years old, ran quickly, crossed the bridge and entered a courtyard full of strange flowers and plants.

"He has passed the first level and entered the White-Yellow Valley." Xiao Sha Mi reported to it.

The house is filled with antique and bamboo slips.

The sound of wooden fish rings with a very rhythmic rhythm, which is consistent with the rules of heaven and earth here. It is originally sound, but it looks silent.

The wonderful Zen woman was wearing a white Zen suit, sitting on a futon, holding a jade pen, and copying a volume of Buddhist scriptures.

When she picked up the pen and dipped ink, she asked lightly: "Who is the one who guards the second level?"

"Zen Master Yan Lu!" said Xiao Sha Mi.

The pen in the wonderful Zen woman stopped, revealing a complex and worried look, and said, "Why did he come out? Didn't he always just ask about worldly affairs?"

Xiao Shami said: "Zen Master Yansui said that he wanted to meet a big fool who could even give away Mani Pearls. Is it really stupid or fake stupid?"

The wonderful Zen woman frowned and put down the pen in her hand.
To be continued...