This girl, don’t she call her master at the moment of life and death?

Call me what...

However, this call was pierced in Bai Yue's heart.

Unfortunately, after thinking about it, I couldn't figure it out, and I couldn't tell Fairy Luo Ying of Xuantian Sect to let Su E go and see it. I'm afraid that she would fall into the trap, so I'm looking for Wu Gang?

never mind……

If the fight starts, let’s talk about it.

Pick up a stone and turn it into the appearance of this ascetic monk.

His eyebrows and eyes drooped, returned along the same path, and sat in the place where Xuehe had been before.

He himself escaped into the mustard seed space and flew upstream along the Blood River. This time he finally discovered that the bald donkeys were also divided into levels!

Unlike ordinary monks, there is no golden elixir in Buddhism and the difference between Nascent Soul. These ascetic monks do not have the purple palace in the Dantian, but their hearts are different from those of ordinary people.

According to the practice of the system being higher than the system, the one who should have a cultivation level comparable to the early stage of the lower-level true immortal, he had a light golden heart, and the Buddha's light faintly shone out.

The breath was weaker than him, but the heart was only a small part of it inlaid with gold, while the rest was still flesh and blood.

The stronger the breath, the more golden the heart becomes. The closer it is to the blood river, the further away the other way around. Most of the ascetic monks on the hillside are just inlaid with gold.

However, when flying up, the situation is different.

Sitting by the river, the breath was obviously higher than that of the true immortal. There was a Buddha's head on the top of the golden heart. But the facial features were not clear. As the heart beats, the other end also trembles, which was extremely strange.

Flying all the way up, the heart of the ascetic monk by the river slowly changed, and eventually the heart disappeared, but it grew into a golden Buddha in its original place!

There is a Buddha in my heart without intention, and my aura is as good as a celestial immortal!

When we arrived here, the Blood River stopped spreading forward, and a huge waterfall descended from the fog. It sounded like thunder, rushing and unrestrained, and the water was extremely fierce...

However, the waterfall was not bloody.

It looked no different from ordinary flowing water. When drowning people began to appear below the waterfall, the water gradually turned red and gradually became turbid.

It winds downstream and has become plasma.

With the riverside as the boundary, the sound of the Sanskrit on one side of the shore is rolling, and hundreds of thousands of ascetic monks are neatly placing at the foot of the mountain. Each of them is solemn, and the sound is as bright as a lotus, but he turns a blind eye to the drowning person who is wailing and struggling on the other side, letting him roll, struggle and cry!

Not all the drowning people drifting in the river were humans, as well as monsters, even shrimp soldiers and crab generals. However, the river water seemed to be extremely corrosive, and all the drowning people were unrecognizable, with blood and flesh on their bodies gradually turning into a skeleton.

But if you can't die, you are still struggling, wailing...

Bai Yue saw that his hair was standing upside down. This place was so weird!

Suddenly, a skeleton in the blood river stopped struggling and stood up straight from the river, as if supported by some invisible force, and the river water only disappeared from the feet.

He had no trace of blood and flesh, and his bones were broken, but a bright red heart on his heart seemed to be reborn, quite abrupt, and there seemed to be a little golden light on his head.

The skeleton was stunned for a moment, then folded his hands together, bowed to the riverside, and said solemnly:

"Amitabha, thank you for your enlightenment!"

A monk stood up by the river, returned a bow, and said:

"Congratulations to the monk, the ultimate way!"

Before he finished speaking, the skeleton suddenly began to grow flesh, and in a moment he had grown into a thin bald man. His body shook, and he was already wearing black clothes and hemp shoes.

Stepping on the water, step by step towards the riverside.

While walking, several people poked out bloody hands from the water to hug his feet, but he seemed to have not realized it and still walked forward slowly.

What's strange is that as soon as those people touched his body, they seemed to be burned by fire, screaming and quickly retracting their bloody hands, struggling to sink into the blood...

When the man came ashore, he looked at each other with a smile on his face with the ascetic monk before, waved his sleeves and floated downstream. The ascetic monk had a golden Buddha in his heart. At this moment, the Buddha's head suddenly became bright and his aura rose violently, reaching the level of the Golden Immortal!

After a few breaths, the aura of the ascetic monk was stable at the lower level of golden immortal. Suddenly, he rose into the air. He chanted the eleven rituals to the monks by the river on the clouds and proclaimed the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore!"

The monks seemed to have not heard of it and just recited the scriptures silently.

The ascetic monk didn't care, so he flew above the waterfall without thinking, and was swallowed by white fog...

What are you doing?

Judging from the way of this skeleton, it seems that these ascetic monks are saving people, some of which are like the legendary "suppression" or "sacrifice", giving these people who suffer in concentrated sulfuric acid a way out. As long as they can grow a "Buddha heart", they can get ashore-

The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, is it the shore to turn back?

But where do these drowning people who were crazyly corroded in the Blood River come from?

Bai Yue felt something was wrong, so he controlled the Sumeru mustard seeds and followed the bald man who had reborn and walked downstream. This time he stayed in the river and found that the drowning people had good cultivation, but they were faintly commensurate with the monks by the river, such as-

The aura of the ascetic monk by the river is comparable to that of the celestial immortals. Then the drowning people in this section of the river are all celestial immortals. The aura of the ascetic monk is comparable to that of the mysterious immortals, so the drowning people are also celestial immortals...

As he walked down, the aura of the ascetic monk became weaker and weaker, and the drowning realm became weaker and weaker. When it came to where Bai Yue's clone was, the river was just a low-grade true immortal!

The man did not stop, and walked downstream from Bai Yue's clone, finally sat at the end of the monks.

He also sat cross-legged, his hands folded, and he could recite the scriptures at once.

After arriving here, the blood river was full of mortals or ordinary beasts. Most of these people couldn't last long. After a cup of tea, there was only one bone left, and they were still struggling...

However, there are many drowning people here, almost everyone is crowded, struggling desperately and wailing in pain.

But I can't climb out...

It is terrifying and tragic, so what about Avici Hell?

When the crowd in the river gradually melted and the bones continued to struggle, only one or two skeletons reborn with their hearts. They stood up from the water, but like the man before, they saluted a monk by the river, and then sat at the end and chanted the scriptures cross-legged.

Wo Nima, is this a biochemical human cultivation base?

The ritual monk seemed to have great benefits, his heart was covered with gold, and his breath rose instantly.

Then walk upwards—

Cross-legged and recite scriptures!

The whole process, if you only look at the monks on the river bank, it seems quite sacred, but if you look at the river again, it is extremely evil.

Bai Yue's scalp was numb and he was about to vomit.

At this moment, a powerful aura suddenly appeared.

Bai Yue looked around and saw a monk who was as breath as Taiyi Jinxian coming from the end of the river.

The river water like concentrated sulfuric acid did not harm him at all. He did not even get any wet his straw shoes. He had just arrived in front of him in a moment, with a fleshy face full of flesh, and actually more like a butcher.

Seeing that the mortals in the blood river were almost melted away, the monk took a small bag as big as a fist from his waist, and it swelled in the wind, but it was a sack of dust!
Chapter completed!