The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

Liang Yan settled down and looked down at the ground.

As the old monk continued to paint with stones, the fourth portrait gradually took shape. It appeared to be in a swamp, surrounded by all kinds of demons, some with cold eyes, some with mad laughs, and With a few severed limbs dangling from the corner of his mouth, he seemed to be chewing on the corpse.

　　 Among the vast number of monsters, there is a person who stands out from the back.

　　 This person is dressed in a yellow monk's clothes. Although his bones are a little thin, his shoulders are extremely broad, and the Buddha's light is blooming all over his body, making him incompatible with the surrounding monsters.

Although 　　 is only a back figure, Liang Yan can almost recognize it at a glance. This person is the monk in the previous three paintings!

　　 In this swampy land full of devilish energy and enchanting evildoers, there is actually a monk mixed in it, and it seems that it has been completely integrated into it, and it has not caused the slightest commotion.

　　 Liang Yan was puzzled, followed the old monk's portrayal, and then looked down.

　　 I saw a seven-story pagoda in the center of the swamp. This pagoda was exactly the same as the Buddhist scripture pagoda in the second picture.

　　 The difference is that there is no golden light on this pagoda, but it is surrounded by endless black air.

On every layer of the wall outside the pagoda, various tortured persons are depicted. Some were pierced by iron hooks in their vests and hung on trees; some were stripped of their clothes and burned with a pillar of fire; some were immersed in them. In the blood pool, desperately trying to stick out his head.

　　All kinds of torture, there are various, the whole pagoda does not have a trace of Buddhism, but like a purgatory on earth, although sentient beings are portrayed on it, but all sentient beings are suffering from endless suffering and pain.

　　 At this time, I turned my head and looked at the monsters around, only to find that they were almost all facing the magic tower, looking like they were worshipping.

"strangeness!"

　　 Liang Yan whispered secretly, and there was an indescribable sense of weirdness in his heart. The fourth portrait painted by this old monk was really too unreasonable.

　　 The pagoda that appears in this portrait is clearly a gathering place for demons and evil spirits, so why is it the same shape as the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in the second picture?

　　 There is also that monk. Judging from the stories in the previous three paintings, it is clear that he is an excellent disciple with an orthodox origin in Buddhism and a root of wisdom.

　　 This person has been valued by the seniors and was allowed to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to practice the highest Dharma. It is reasonable to say that he can also become a highly respected monk with boundless magic power. Why does he end up with monsters and even visit that magic tower?

　　 After seeing the four pictures of the old monk, although he can understand the story, Liang Yan still has too many puzzles.

　　 He just wanted to ask, but suddenly realized that the monk with his back to him in the fourth picture turned around slowly.

"what?"

　　 Liang Yan was taken aback for a while, and subconsciously looked at the monk in the painting, but saw that the monk turned his head, revealing an old face with yellow skin, which was exactly the same as the old monk in front of him!

"not good!"

　　 Liang Yan was shocked, and hurriedly jumped back several tens of meters, while secretly looking at the other party.

Unexpectedly, the old monk did not chase him. At this time, he was still squatting on the ground with dull eyes and a dull expression; while the old monk in the pictures on the ground had a wicked smile, his eyes flickered, and he was watching with interest. With oneself.

　　 "Is the monk in these four paintings you? After all, are you.........the Buddha or the devil?"

　　 Liang Yan asked while observing the opponent's reaction.

　　 There was no accident, the old monk still kept silent, and the monk in the picture on the ground still smiled crazily.

　　 "Damn it!"

Liang Yan looked around for a while, and secretly thought: "This monk is too weird. If I stay any longer, I'm not sure there will be any danger. I have to leave here as soon as possible... But just now. I tried it with the magical powers of'Babu Yanyuan', and the surrounding walls are basically indestructible..."

　　 He thought of this, and suddenly he glanced at the corner of his eye and saw the small hole at the top of the cave.

　　 "By the way, how can I ignore it!"

　　 When he just woke up, it was dark all around, and only the small hole at the top of the cave was illuminated by a beam of light. If the surrounding walls can't be broken, it's better to try again from there.

　　 Liang Yan had made up his mind, without any hesitation at the moment, while secretly guarding the old monk on the opposite side, he flew towards the top of the cave.

　　 The old monk looked at the direction he was flying away, and there was a wave of fluctuations in his originally dull and dull eyes. The corners of his eyes trembled a few times, and a hint of anxiety appeared after a while.

　　 He stood up from the ground, waved his hands, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

　　 Liang Yan had already reached the top of the cave, and he couldn't see the old monk's expression. The spiritual power in his hand was gathered, and a golden light burst out, hitting the location of the small hole.

　　 This punch was pure trial, but it went smoothly unexpectedly.

　　 The small hole that was originally only the size of a fingernail, was hit by his punch, and it collapsed instantly, and countless debris fell from the top of his head. Liang Yan turned into a light, and fled from the cave with just a light flash.

After 　　 jumped out of the cave, the surroundings immediately became brighter.

　　 Liang Yan narrowed his eyes, looked around very vigilantly, and found that he was actually in an attic.

　　 There are windows all around the attic. Looking out through the windows, you can see a clear blue sky, surrounded by green mountains, and the scenery is exceptionally beautiful.

　　 As for the interior of the attic, some antique furniture is placed, which looks a bit like the study room of the scholarly family in the world, many of which are quite elaborate.

　　 "It turns out that the cave was built under an attic..."

　　 Liang Yan thought while walking to the window on the edge of the attic. He tried to stretch his hand out of the window, but was back shocked by a strong force.

　　 "That's bad! I can't get out at all...what is this place?" Liang Yan muttered to himself looking at the scenery outside the attic.

　　 "It's the'Jiuqu Yellow River Tower'!"

　　 A voice suddenly rang behind him.

　　..........

　　 "Your uncle!"

　　 Liang Yan almost conditioned his reflex and sprinted towards the right. At the same time, he turned around and turned his head. The mental method of "Eight Elemental Origins" in his body was already working.

　　 "Your uncle" is a **** in Huaiyuan Town. Since Liang Yan practiced Taoism, this kind of **** has never been said in the world.

　　 But at this moment, he finally couldn't help but curse out in his heart.

　　 The old monk in the underground cave, and the voice that suddenly appeared behind him, how come these people and gods like to hide behind others?

　　 Liang Yan continued to slander, and at the same time, he looked forward and found that he was standing behind a middle-aged man at this time.

　　 This person is wearing a set of cyan robe, dressed as a scholar, his face is white and tender, his fingers are slender, and he looks handsome and feminine.

　　 He still holds a book in his hand. Although he can't see the words on the cover, he still feels like the book is still in his hands.

　　 Liang Yan's "Bodhi Brightness and Purity Phase" was already in operation, and found that this person, like the old monk underground, was unable to see the depth of the other person based on his current cultivation level.

　　 "Senior.........I came here by accident, if something offends you, I am sorry here!"

　　 He bowed his hand to apologize, and watched the opponent carefully.

　　 After hearing this, the middle-aged scholar smiled softly: "You don't need to be so nervous. You can come here because you have a predestined relationship with me. The old man will not embarrass you."

　　 Liang Yan also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his kind attitude, but the mental faculties in his body were still working, his spiritual power wandered around his body, and then slowly said:

　　 "Where is this place? And the "Jiuqu Yellow River Tower" mentioned by the predecessor, what is it?"

　　 The middle-aged scholar smiled slightly and said: "The place where we are is a sealed land. As for the'Jiuqu Yellow River Tower', it is naturally the attic where we are now."

　　 "The Sealed Land?"

　　 Liang Yan was taken aback for a moment, then he thought of something, and subconsciously glanced towards the ground.

　　 "Haha, it seems that the little friend is not stupid, not bad! It is the old monk in the cave under the ground that is sealed!" The middle-aged scholar nodded and said.

　　 "Why should he be sealed?" Liang Yan asked suspiciously.

　　 "Why the seal? You stayed there for a while, don't you still see it, this person has already been enchanted!"

The middle-aged scholar sighed and said: "He was originally a promising monk in Luo Tianzong. He was born with a root of wisdom. No matter what kind of Buddhist scriptures or supernatural powers, he can comprehend in just a few years. Comprehend. When the brothers of the same generation were still in the Tongxuan realm, he had already comprehended all the magical powers in the Buddhist scripture pavilion, and successfully passed the three plagues and nine disasters, and became the body of the Buddha. It’s just a pity. ............"

　　 Liang Yan's heart moved when he heard it, and he asked: "What a pity?"

"It's a pity that he didn't pursue the great avenues. Instead, he was fascinated by various magical secrets. After studying the secrets of Luo Tianzong's Scripture Pavilion, he felt that there are still shortcomings in Buddhism. For this reason, he racked his brains and actually created He found a path of the unity of Buddha and demons. Since then, he has fallen deeper and deeper, and finally fell into the magical way.........."

　　 At this point, the middle-aged scholar sighed slightly, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

　　 "Sacred Realm?"

　　 Liang Yan was shocked, he really did not expect that he was a little monk in the Golden Core Realm, and he had the opportunity to witness the monk in the Holy Realm with his own eyes!

　　 After the surprise, there was a trace of fear.

"Senior........... You mean that the person underneath has been enchanted? Just now I broke the ground from the cave. Will it damage the seal? He is the cultivation base of the Appearing Holy Realm, if I escape , Isn't that junior's lifeless?"

　　 He asked a series of questions, but the middle-aged scholar waved his hand and chuckled softly: “You don’t need to panic, because the Confucian sect’s most treasured ‘Jiuqu Yellow River Tower’ is suppressed here, and the demon can’t escape.”

　　 "Oh...that's okay."

　　 Liang Yan settled down, showing a lingering look, and then bowed his hand to the middle-aged scholar, and said again: "Senior, the boy dare to ask, who is the senior? Why does he appear in this place?"

"who am I?"

　　 The middle-aged scholar laughed, and asked instead: "Boy, do you know who suppressed the demon down?"

　　 "Could it be..." Liang Yan's face changed slightly.

　　 "Yes, it is my deity who suppressed it here, the Confucian sage "Shimujushi"! As for me, it is the incarnation of his mind left here!"

　　 "It turned out to be Senior Ishiki!"

With a solemn expression on Liang Yan's face, he straightened up, straightened his clothes, and then respectfully bowed: "Senior is really righteous and awe-inspiring, and he is willing to sacrifice his own divine mind clone to suppress the demon underneath. , I don’t know how many creatures have survived because of this. It is really a model for my generation of monks!"

"Hehe, these are all reasonable." The middle-aged scholar waved his hand and said, "As a Confucian school of benevolence, how can I sit and watch the devil do harm to the world? But you kid, obviously only in the Golden Core Realm. Cultivation base, why come here in this muddy water?"

　　 "A word is hard to say..." Liang Yan shook his head, as if he didn't want to say more.

　　 "Never mind!" The middle-aged scholar said with a smile, "No matter what reason you came here, this is not the place you should be, I will show you a clear way, let you leave here."

　　 "Thank you, senior!" Liang Yan said with joy.

　　 "'Jiuqu Huanghe Tower' is the most precious treasure of Confucianism. There are nine floors in it. There are no exits on the bottom eight floors, and the only exit is on the highest floor of the building."

　　 "So, no wonder I tried to get out of the window just now, but I was shocked back by a strong force!" Liang Yan showed a suddenly realized look.

　　 "Hehe, you don't know the mystery of the'Jiuqu Yellow River Tower', so naturally you can't get out. Come up with me~www.readwn.com~ I will teach you how to leave this place."

　　 The middle-aged scholar turned around and boarded the stairs to the side. Liang Yan didn't hesitate when he saw it, and followed him up.

　　 The two quickly climbed eight floors and reached the top floor of the attic.

　　 There is only a small room here. There is an old desk in the center of the room. There is paper and pen on the desk, and there is a pitch black inkstone.

　　 As for the wall of the room, there are two ink paintings.

　　 The picture on the left is a green old tree, and the picture on the right is a gray rockery. Both paintings are vivid and vivid, as if the real old tree and the rockery are in front of you.

"The exit is on the ninth floor. It is only hidden by the restrictions left by my deity back then. You first remove the two paintings on the wall, and then smash the inkstone on the desk, the exit will naturally appear. "

"I see..........."

　　 Liang Yan nodded slightly, staring at the two landscape paintings on the wall, he pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Senior, if I open the exit, will it affect the seal and let the person underneath escape?"

"Do not worry!"

　　 The middle-aged scholar showed a funny look, waved his hand and said: "You kid doesn't know how the'Jiuqu Yellow River Tower' was so famous back then, these Confucian treasures are used for..."

　　 He was halfway through the conversation, before he finished speaking, he saw Liang Yan next to him suddenly turning around, Jin Guangsheng in his hand, actually punching him!