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Chapter 557 Introducing "External Demons"

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    The white mist filled the air, and the line of sight could not reach far, only vaguely seeing figures walking back and forth.

    Suddenly, Duan Rui seemed to have returned to Jiangdong. In the late autumn of last year, Changchuan was often shrouded in such a thick fog.

    A figure came out of the mist, wearing a crimson dress and a dark cloak, demure and beautiful, with a gentle and gentle Jiangdong air, as if he had just disembarked from a black boat, or had just returned home after picking lotus seeds.  Indescribably beautiful.

    "Sister Yuan Jing!" Duan Rui was surprised and delighted.

    ?I and Feng Yuanjing originally made an appointment to swim in the lake today, but seeing the heavy fog, I was worried that she would not come, but I still didn't break my promise!

    He stepped forward and wanted to go forward, but suddenly his shoulders tightened, but he was pulled back.

    Duan Rui turned his head angrily, his pupils were dark and cruel, but what he saw was Wang Siyuan's beautiful woman's face, with a calm expression, he pointed around: "Look at them."

    At this time, Duan Rui was at a loss as to where he was, subconsciously looked around, and saw figures, men and women, monks and Taoists, their eyes were all confused, as if they were sluggish, walking back and forth like sleepwalking, the exposed skin was rotten  Quite a lot, the bones are already visible, and the breath carries the vicissitudes of the years, and it seems that it will go on like this until it completely turns into ashes.

    This horrifying scene woke Duan Rui up. Where is he in Jiangdong Changchuan? He is clearly in the "magic land"!

    Looking at the eyes again, the white mist has solidified, and there is no figure of Feng Yuanjing!

    The "turtle book" on Wang Siyuan's head rotates, the black and white points are highlighted, and the interpretation of the number of Dayan is performed, and the incarnation of the escaped one.

    The invisible and colorless light shone, covering Wang Siyuan, the white-haired old man without pupils, the middle-aged man in a wide robe and long sleeves, and Duan Rui, and moved as they moved forward.

    Duan Rui never lost his "purity". They saw hallucinations. After walking for a while, they walked out of the white mist, only to see a string of Buddhist beads floating in the depths of the white mist, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, colorful  , without the slightest hint of purity.

    "Buddha treasure!" Duan Rui's eyes were full of black light, full of greed.

    Wang Siyuan coughed violently a few times, as if he couldn't bear it: "We are relying on Luo Shu's power to deceive the world and cross the sea, don't touch things that are in the eye, otherwise it will cause a series of changes, which is very disadvantageous."

    The hexagrams are not exhausted, and the things are not exhausted!

    Duan Rui took a deep breath, turned his head to follow with a little regret and reluctance.

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    After climbing the first layer of the mountain, Meng Qi took a short rest and was ready to interrupt his return at any time, and climbed up to the second layer along the mountain path.

    There should have been a red mist shrouded here, but it dissipated at this time, only a little bit remained in the unventilated places surrounded by rocks.

    Wearing the fast boots matching the "Qingyuan Daoist Robe", Meng Qi walked forward without haste.

    He seemed to see a rock with the words "so it is so" engraved on it, so he suddenly realized that he had really practiced "sticking to cause and effect". After returning to his own world, he slashed Thor to death with a knife.  The general outline of Tathagata's divine palm, after years of comprehension, he finally mastered a peerless palm technique that no one has mastered since ancient times.

    Covering the world with one palm, I am the only one in the world!

    Feeling happy filled his heart, Meng Qi frowned instead, this was very similar to the hallucination he had when he comprehended "Falling into the Red Dust". Wait a minute, could there still be Xiao Zi throwing himself into his arms to deliver newspapers, and Xiao Sang flattering him?

    None of the subsequent conjectures appeared, which made Meng Qi always feel a sense of alienation. He couldn't "enter the drama", let alone sink into the world of mortals. It was worse than the last hallucination. How could he deal with it?  Immortal Yuanshixiang" self?

    Unknowingly, Meng Qi saw a broken glazed lamp after climbing the second peak.

    "The thing in the eye of the array is broken again?" Meng Qi was slightly surprised.

    However, this strange place has existed for many years, and it is not too strange that the items in the formation are damaged.

    He stopped in his tracks, recalled the experience of the first and second layers of mountain peaks, and said thoughtfully: "The second layer formation is obviously 'Luo Hongchen'. From this point of view, isn't the first layer just pure and clean?"

    "The biggest obsession in my heart is Ananda's lingering spirit, and then involved many ancient powers to fight poison with poison"

    Thinking of this, Meng Qi subconsciously looked at the fifth floor, only to see that it was gloomy and dark, with bright stars passing by from time to time:

    "Could it be that there is a formation arranged with the meaning of 'sticky cause and effect'? My opportunity?"

    He withdrew his gaze, calmed his mind, and didn't want to aim too high, and turned to look at the third floor.

    There is black air in front of my eyes, and the clouds are deep. On the fourth floor, there are red lotuses blooming with condensed flames.

    &The Arhats are very similar.

    "Dharma!" He lost his voice.

    Looking at the other party's ferocious expression again, his voice became low:

    "Evil Dharma!"

    The gray-robed monk showed a sinister smile, picked up the flower with his right hand, and gently brushed it out.

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    After Meng Qi dispelled the phantom of the foreign demon, he was about to speed up his pace and leave here. If Gao Fei hadn't been banned near the mountain peak, he would have wanted to fly directly to the fifth floor.

    At this moment, his footsteps stopped, his pupils contracted, and a figure was reflected!

    This is an elegant middle-aged man, with black hair, no trace of white, handsome features, and a kind of demon-like enchanting charm.

    He is wearing a toga, with a wooden hairpin on his head, standing with his hands behind his back, with a chic posture and indescribable leisure. He is looking up at the sky, as if he is thinking about the ultimate meaning of life and seeking the root of the avenue.

    What shocked Meng Qi was not the appearance of this figure. It is not surprising that any "foreign demons" appeared here, but that this very charming man was stepping on a glazed lamp with his right foot, and with a slight force, the lamp shattered.

    This is exactly the same as the status quo of the eyes of the second layer!

    "Is he the one who broke the formations of 'Luo Hongchen' and 'Duan Qingjing'? The breath and scene were recorded by the formation of 'sticky external demons', and he became an 'external demon'?"

    "But since someone came in, why is the true meaning outside the door not lost?"

    Meng Qi gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, suppressing the thoughts in his head, not daring to be negligent!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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