The shadow of a giant beast as huge as a mountain was instantly shocked by the Demon-Subduing Vajra. Li Xiaoyin was surprised and became curious about the weapon in his hand.

The Vajra of Demon Subduing is undoubtedly a treasure of Buddhism.

As for its origin, Li Xiaoyin only knew that it was picked up by him in the Fohai Forest, and he didn't know the rest.

However, this treasure currently has no other advantages besides being tough.

The style of the Demon-Subduing Vajra looks very ancient, and there is no treasure light around it, and there has never been any spiritual power fluctuations, as silent as a piece of cold iron.

But just after entering this strange dark place, this demon-subduing vajra was extremely extraordinary, like a magical weapon!

First, in the black water river just now, the Demon-Subduing Vajra helped Li Xiaoyin kill the dirty giant palm that came out from the bottom of the river;

Then it was just now that the Demon-Subduing Vajra helped him shock the huge beast shadow again. Only then did Li Xiaoyin escape from the predicament and be able to protect himself.

In less than an hour, this demon-subduing vajra actually saved him twice!

What kind of weapon is this? Who made it, and why did it suddenly show its power here?

When he was confused, Li Xiaoyin began to carefully think about the first time he met this weapon. Suddenly, he slapped his thigh and said:

"I remembered that I seemed to have met the Sea-Floating Demon Dragon Clan in the Fohai Forest and signed a spiritual contract with them. When the patriarch Sang Fu was fighting with me, he picked up the Demon-Subduing Vajra!"

"Since that's the case, if I have time, I'll go back to him and ask him if he knows how this baby came about and who stayed there."

"This time, the Demon-Subduing Vajra is a life-saving grace to me. If I find an opportunity, I have to thank the owner of this weapon."

Li Xiaoyin nodded on his own and murmured.

On the dark deep sea, the ghosts around the narrow bridge gradually decreased a lot, and their size became smaller and smaller, gradually no longer appearing in Li Xiaoyin's sight.

Although the ghosts retreated, Li Xiaoyin knew that this was not because the road ahead was no longer dangerous, but because the demon-subduing vajra in his hand had just played a very shocking role.

The front was still shrouded in infinite darkness, and the gloomy clouds pressed Li Xiaoyin into breathlessness.

The more he walked forward, the more he felt something was wrong, and he felt a sense of disgust for all things in the world.

However, for a long time, he even felt hot and restless all over, and even had the urge to jump into the dark sea immediately.

Taking this opportunity, the evil thunder of the inner demon that has always existed in Li Xiaoyin's body, but has been forcibly suppressed by Li Xiaoyin, also began to boil quietly.

Pieces of scales grew out of his spine without any notice, and the sharp and slender bone spurs slowly spread throughout his arms.

Li Xiaoyin was blinded by the thick fog at this moment. Apart from the narrow suspension bridge, he could not see everything around him, and even had no idea about his own changes.

In the body controlled by consciousness, the evil thunder in the inner demon emitted an extremely black and purple luster that had been before.

Slowly, the rich and dark luster began to spread around, as if they were about to completely swallow the purple thunder candle that Li Xiaoyin said in his heart.

At this moment, Li Xiaoyin felt a breath of turbidity in his chest, and his whole body became extremely bored.

Little do they know that this is actually a sign that the inner demons riot and backfire their master!

The sea area where Li Xiaoyin is now is an existence called "Sea of ​​Suffer" by Buddhism, and the narrow bridge on the Sea of ​​Suffer is the reflection of his heart.

Buddhism says: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

Li Xiaoyin had already turned around, but after looking back, he found that there was no way out behind him, so he could only move forward!

And this narrow bridge on the sea of ​​suffering can help him face the panic and fear in his heart.

However, this narrow bridge first refines the body and then refines the heart!

Although Li Xiaoyin escaped by luck in the journey of training in the front, the opponent he was going to face on the road of training in the future was himself!

Li Xiaoyin has never cultivated his mind along the way, so when the inner demon attacks, he is occupied by the inner demon in silence.

At this moment, he had one foot in the stubborn position!

However, just when Li Xiaoyin was about to be swallowed by the inner demon, the situation once again turned around.

In a flash, a refreshing spiritual power suddenly emanated from the Yuanyu pendant on his chest. It was this clear and clear spiritual power that helped Li Xiaoyin's consciousness become clear again.

Not only that, the huge spiritual power that burst out from the Yuanyu pendant also washed all the four meridians and eight meridians in his body.

At this moment, the many old injuries that were depressed in Li Xiaoyin's body, as well as the power of the pill that had not been digested after devouring the Endless Pill last time, were completely stimulated.

Repair while hurting...

Li Xiaoyin was tortured by this pain that penetrated his soul. He lay exhausted on the ground and gradually curled up into a ball. On his forehead, those beans-sized sweat beads sprinkled on the ground like rain.

Fortunately, he has a different willpower than a mortal, and also has a promise to Mo Qingyun. These two things forced him to get up and staggered forward.

Refine your body, cultivate your mind, cultivate your nature!

During the last period of time on the narrow bridge, Li Xiaoyin didn't know how long he had walked.

He only knew that the road was very quiet and unbearable. If there were no beliefs, he would probably fall on this narrow bridge and end up safely.

When we walked to the end, a phantom of the Bodhisattva appeared at the end of the iron bridge.

Li Xiaoyin looked at the phantom of the Bodhisattva and smiled faintly, and nodded calmly.

At this moment, land reappeared in front of him, but unlike before, in this dark new land, there were golden sky and ethereal auspicious clouds.

Li Xiaoyin never noticed that on the base of the Bodhisattva's phantom, there was a passage engraved:

Only when you experience the seven levels of loneliness can you escape from the dust, and my country of Thousand Buddhas is born from this.

.............

After setting foot on the new land, Li Xiaoyin did not pause, but chose to make a move and continue to move forward.

Soon after, he had climbed over the hills and arrived at the highest mountain nearby.

Li Xiaoyin couldn't wait to stand on the top of the mountain and looked around. Suddenly, he found a very familiar figure.

That's Mo Qingyun!

"Huh, Brother Mo, after going through many difficulties and dangers, I finally found you here!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Xiaoyin began to run down the mountain excitedly.

However, he, who had just been immersed in the joy of meeting, was soon blocked by a natural chasm—

Just near the bottom of the valley, there is a deep pond with a radius of more than ten miles!

The deep pond was filled with dark mud, full of blood.

At the same time, Li Xiaoyin also saw that there seemed to be thousands of human heads floating above the deep pond.

And opposite the deep pool is Mo Qingyun who is pondering.

"Hey, Brother Mo, can you hear it? I'm Li Xiaoyin. I'm here to come to you for an appointment!"

Li Xiaoyin stood on the other side of the deep pool and shouted at Mo Qingyun.

"Oh, it's Brother Xiaoyin here..."

Mo Qingyun raised his head.

"Brother Mo, can you think of a way to get through this deep pool for me? I looked to the side and seemed to be unable to see the end of this deep pool!"

Li Xiaoyin shouted again.

"Haha, it's impossible." Mo Qingyun curled his eyebrows slightly and said melancholy, "What you can see in this ghost pool is actually thousands of dead you, and no one can go around."

I'm sorry?

In a deep pool, thousands of me actually died?

What kind of ghost thing is this?

But it doesn’t matter. As long as there is a backer behind me to support me, I don’t care what kind of monsters are in front of it!

There is a vajra in my hand and a Yuanyu pendant given by the Emperor hanging on my chest. This is my backer!

Li Xiaoyin was silent for a moment, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Aren't it just me who died? This question is simply a slight connotation to me!"

Before he finished speaking, he held the vajra in his hand and jumped into the deep pool.

...

A moment later, in Mo Qingyun's surprised eyes, Li Xiaoyin climbed up from the deep pond without any damage.

He waved the demon-subduing vajra in his hand and smiled at Mo Qingyun:

"Brother Mo, this deep pool is not as terrible as you said. Look, am I coming up now?"

"You...you...Brother Xiaoyin, how did you swim from the sea of ​​corpses and blood! Is my hundreds of years of Taoism really inferior to you?!"

An incredible light shot out in Mo Qingyun's eyes, and then lowered his head sadly.

Li Xiaoyin walked over, patted his shoulder, and smiled:

"I said, Brother Mo, I saw you before, I am much more confident than you are now. What's going on with you?"

"Who dares to hit us, Mo Qingyun, who is unparalleled in fortune-telling, and he is in a slump?"

"Brother Mo, please tell me if you have any difficulties. I still owe you two promises. Take this opportunity and I will learn about it together. What do you think?"

Mo Qingyun raised his head, looked at the deep pool in front of him with a dull eyes, and said with a wry smile:
To be continued...