Chapter 296: The illusory world of Taixu is coming!
The cemetery is extremely strange.

This is the first feeling of everyone who sees the cemetery, even Li Xian who has been stationed here for many years.

In the netherworld, color represents preciousness.

In front of us is a dense and low 'Bodhi forest'.

The reason why it is so dense is that in the past twenty years, countless monks have come here in the flesh to make donations. A rough count would put the number at over ten thousand.

The reason why they are short is that each 'Bodhi' plant is only ten feet tall, like an incompletely developed seedling, which does not conform to the lush characteristics of the Bodhi tree at all.

The most bizarre thing is that each 'Bodhi tree' is a dried corpse with two completely different colors of relief and pain on their faces. The dried and fleshless corpses retain a little bit of human shape after being penetrated by the trunk. In the core of the trunk, human faces are clearly visible.

A cyan-gold glow bloomed from the Bodhi forest, forming a boundary. The interior formed a world of its own, dividing the inside and the outside, making the low Bodhi forest seem as if there was no end in sight.

Everyone stood in front of the Bodhi forest and did not rush in. The group of Buddhist practitioners bowed down to the Bodhi tree, and Zhou Tieyi did not stop them.

Beside him, Ah Da was also seeing such a "strange" Bodhi tree for the first time.

The Bodhi tree has always been a sacred tree and a symbol of wisdom and liberation.

Basically, in Buddhist temples, if the conditions are right, Bodhi trees will be planted. However, seeing the strange planting method before him, Ada's first instinct was that these Bodhi trees were possessed by demons.

He couldn't help but whispered beside Zhou Tieyi, "Master, there is no plant in this Bodhi forest, right?"

Zhou Tieyi withdrew his gaze from the bodhi tree forest and said with a smile, "This is the correct way to plant it."

Ada and other guards looked puzzled. Zhou Tieyi smiled and said, "The Bodhi trees you see every day have vast territories, sufficient nutrients, and are carefully cared for by monks. That's why they are tall, holy, bright and beautiful. But do you know how the Bodhi trees that really grow in the mountains and forests take root and sprout?"

Ah Da pointed to the cemetery in front of him, where people were used as flower pots, and said, "Could it be that they are all using people as nutrients?"

He couldn't help but look at the monks who were still worshipping beside him.

The monks seemed unaware.

Zhou Tieyi smiled and said, "Although I didn't get it right, my guess wasn't bad. When this Bodhi tree seedling was in the wild, no one carefully nurtured it, so it could only rely on other big trees to grow. As the Bodhi tree grows bigger, it will take up more and more nutrients, and eventually it will replace the big tree and completely take over its original territory and nutrients."

Ah Da opened his mouth, for a moment unable to believe that the sacred tree of Buddhism could actually grow in this way.

Zhou Tieyi continued to laugh and said, "Have you never heard of it, or seen it in other books?"

Ah Da nodded slightly.

Zhou Tieyi looked at the Bodhi tree forest in front of him and sighed, "This is natural, because since the Bodhi tree is 'holy', it cannot have such 'evil' attributes. In the final analysis, it is not that the Bodhi tree grows in a wrong way, but that people are ashamed of this way of growth, so they are unwilling to speak out."

At this time, the monk who had finished paying homage stood up and clasped his hands together before Zhou Tieyi, "Master Zhou has great wisdom."

Zhou Tieyi stretched out his hand and pressed down, "Don't flatter me. Instead of praising me for my great wisdom, you might as well explain to me the scene of people planting trees in front of me. Although the Bodhi tree is not evil, this planting method can't be called kind at all, especially in the end, they can't be called liberated."

Zhou Tieyi looked between the trees, at the twisted faces of people with a mixture of relief and pain.

The leading monk thought for a moment and said, "There is a great terror between life and death. Although they have awakened their minds, they still cannot penetrate the great terror at the last moment and cannot reach the realm of Nirvana, so they can only reincarnate and cultivate again."

Zhou Tieyi sneered and looked at Li Xian who was silent beside him.

Although these monks are nearing the end of their lives and have voluntarily come here to donate their bodies, they are not dead yet.

When you were alive, you were sitting in such an evil Bodhi forest, with your last life gradually being sucked away by a group of hungry ghosts. I'm afraid that not many enlightened people can get true liberation in the end.

Zhou Tieyi thought about it seriously and said, "This method is not right."

The monk looked compassionate and calm, "This method is incomplete, so Master Zhou thinks it is wrong."

Zhou Tieyi looked at the monk and asked with a smile, "Oh, then how can this method be complete?"

The monk pointed to the forest with one hand and to the sky with the other. "Even though there are ten thousand monks offering sacrifices, the sky lacks the sun and moon, so this Bodhi tree forest still cannot grow fully."

Zhou Tieyi looked up at the sky. It was gloomy and gray. Apart from the radiant light of the nation's destiny hanging in the distance, there was no other color.

Whether from the perspective of spiritual practice or actual planting, it is indeed as the monk said, without the light of the sun and the moon in the sky, the Bodhi forest cannot grow fully even if there is something to rely on.

After answering Zhou Tieyi's doubts, the monk stepped into the cyan-gold boundary. Behind him, five hundred people also stepped into it one by one. For a moment, A Da and others felt that they had just stepped into some kind of boundary between life and death. In comparison, entering the underworld and crossing the terrifying long bridge of corpses were nothing.

Stepping into the Bodhi forest, the monk suddenly turned around, his face showing compassion and peace, which formed a sharp contrast with the twisted faces of the people around him, half relieved and half in pain, "Master Zhou, aren't you coming in?"

Zhou Tieyi had a solemn expression and looked outside the cemetery for a while.

No wonder when I proposed to see the cemetery together, this person who was obviously the Queen of Heaven did not refuse. He had anticipated that the Bodhi Forest was very evil at that time, and he was unwilling to take risks easily.

In particular, this cemetery is not a bluff. Under Zhou Tieyi's real vision, he clearly felt that this huge cemetery has accumulated enough power after more than 20 years of feeding, and some qualitative change is occurring.

This is the arrangement of the Queen.

Guan Guan has reminded us not to easily enter into other people's arrangements.

Sometimes time itself is a kind of power.

The arrangements that others have spent decades, hundreds of years, or even thousands of years to leave behind are not so easy to break.

Before you know other people's arrangements, the best way is to avoid them. In this battle at the Bingzhong, the real players are the Emperor of Daxia, the Queen of Heaven and the mysterious Phantom Priest.

Just be a chess piece and reap the benefits that you can grasp. If you try to jump out of the chessboard and want to be a chess player, you will first be noticed by the other chess players, and then they will do their best to eliminate this uncontrollable factor.

In a fight of this level, his mother's Taoist identity as a fish dragon was not enough to make them fearful.

After all, if they want to achieve enlightenment, they will sooner or later face the Taoist fish and dragons. Some of them have even plotted against their own mothers and trapped them in the Zhou Mansion in Tianjing, delaying their mothers' practice and postponing the opportunity for the Taoist fortune to manifest.

After thinking this through, Zhou Tieyi's solemn expression faded and he smiled, "No, you can see it clearly outside."

The monk nodded, without saying anything more, and led the five hundred people behind him towards the depths of the Bodhi forest. After a while, he disappeared in a cyan-gold light.

After the monks disappeared, Li Xian did not ask any more questions. The personal token represented the Queen's intention. He turned to look at Zhou Tieyi and the people behind him, "Master Zhou, are you going back to the Thousand Gods Pit?"

Zhou Tieyi said, "I'd better go to Bingyuan to look for opportunities. It's better to grasp the opportunities that are in hand than to grasp the opportunities that are out of reach. Isn't that what the Loyal and Brave Marquis said?"

The Thousand Gods Pit is also a big pit. Knowing that there are 'living' gods sealed inside, constantly drawing their power, Zhou Tieyi is almost certain that the evil gods are causing trouble in the Tomb of Soldiers, and the first huge explosion must have been detonated in the Thousand Gods Pit.

Even if he was confident that he could survive the first wave of attack, the Zhou family's personal guards and Shen Tu Yuan and others who followed him might not be able to survive.

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Two days passed in a flash.

The people who entered the Soldiers' Tomb this time gradually became accustomed to the dangers and opportunities within the Tomb. They knew that as long as they were willing to spend their own energy and blood, they could make the ghost soldiers do things for them.

But in this way, even if there are enough pills for recovery, half of everyone's time is still wasted on recovering qi and blood.

Thousand Gods Pit.

A burst of exclamations came from the second floor. The number of stone tablets erected here was twice as many as the first floor! There were only 360, but they all symbolized fifth-grade gods.

And just now, the name on one of the stone tablets was erased again.

A middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat and a dark snake-scale cloak stumbled out from the stone tablet with wounds all over his body. In his hand, he was also holding a ball of flesh and blood, in which four dragon seals were faintly visible.

Even among the fifth-grade treasures, the one that gave birth to four dragon seals was high enough to be ranked at the top. This was also the first time in two days that anyone had conquered the stele of a fifth-grade deity.

The people who had just been watching the game immediately gathered around to congratulate him.

Uncle Qing was also among them. He knew the first person who killed a fifth-rank god. He was a captain of Liangshan Prefecture and had outstanding achievements. His own strength was also fifth-rank in martial arts. In the environment of the stone tablet world that could isolate the inside and the outside, although the strength of both sides was weakened a lot, for the gods who controlled the rules of heaven and earth, they would definitely be weakened even more.

Otherwise, according to the operational rules of the God-Slaying Division, a fifth-grade god would require a thousand households to mobilize a fully equipped force to encircle and suppress him, and it is not uncommon to even dispatch fourth-grade practitioners to cooperate in many cases.

"Old He, you are really good. You can kill a fifth-grade god alone. You are not far from the fourth grade of martial arts."

"That's right, Inspector Zhou just killed a sixth-rank deity!"

Hearing the praises from his companions, Lao He was very happy, but when he compared himself with Zhou Tieyi, he quickly said, "Don't flatter me. Inspector Zhou just doesn't want to compete with us for the flesh and blood of these middle-grade gods. Otherwise, with Inspector Zhou's strength, I wouldn't be surprised even if he completely harvested the flesh and blood of the sixth-grade and fifth-grade gods here this time."

"That's right." The others didn't really want to praise Lao He to death, they just said it in passing.

But they noticed another strange thing, "Is Inspector Zhou still in Bingyuan recently?"

As soon as he said this, the praises from the thousand and hundred households around him died down.

Compared with the small flags and general flags below, they naturally think more, but compared with the pacification envoys above, they don't know much.

"Yes, my subordinates, the general flags, are not capable of killing the gods here, so I asked them to follow Inspector Zhou to see if they can pick up any leaks. In the past two days, Inspector Zhou and his men have been digging for sunken iron in Bingyuan and fishing in Huangquan."

Although both places produce treasures, they are undoubtedly inferior to the flesh and blood of the gods in the Thousand Gods Pit.

Moreover, digging for sunken iron and fishing are not without costs and risks.

For example, the 'Wanjie Ningbingsha' in Bingyuan. Even with the 'Yushadan' issued by the military strategist, one still needs to resist the erosion of evil spirits. If one stays there a little longer, it is easy for the evil spirits to enter the body and corrode the foundation.

"And it seems that the people around Inspector Zhou don't come to Qianshenkeng."

A centurion said in a low voice that Zhou Tieyi did not come here to collect the flesh and blood of gods. It could be said that he received a hint from the upper level and did not compete with everyone for the opportunity. However, the people under Zhou Tieyi were capable of killing sixth-grade gods, so it was normal for them to obtain some flesh and blood of gods.

After all, even up to now, everyone has only conquered more than a hundred sixth-grade god tablets and one fifth-grade god tablet, and there are still many opportunities left...

If Zhou Tieyi doesn't come and his men don't come, then it means that there are still some dangers in the Thousand Gods Pit that they are not aware of.

One of the captains gritted his teeth and said, "I will leave after I conquer one more fifth-grade stone tablet!"

Uncle Qing shook his head slightly. People die for money and birds die for food.

How could these people in the front-line combat troops not understand this truth? It's just that facing the treasure and being in the soldiers' tomb, everyone feels that it is "safe".

Uncle Qing clasped his fists and said, "I am also going to dig some sunken iron, so I won't stay here."

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The chill of the netherworld had no effect at all on the scorching sun in Tianjing in July.

In the face of such a severe heat, the people were not in high spirits. Recently, a proverb was even sung in Tianjing: "Insects fly, insects fly, spring is born and autumn dies for whom, falling into the homes of thousands of people to steal a day of leisure."

Such severe heat naturally attracted the attention of the palace. The Emperor of Great Xia issued an edict again, ordering the dragon to make clouds and rain.

Under normal circumstances, Daxia would not easily send out dragons to make clouds and rain, because this behavior of changing the climate of one place could easily cause a chain reaction in the surrounding climate. For example, if there was more rainfall in Tianjing, it would naturally intercept rain clouds going to other places, causing less rain to fall in other places, or the water vapor absorbed by the dragons from the sky would not fall down completely, but would flow to other places and cause floods.

Fortunately, Tianjing is a place of great virtue. The Emperor of Daxia sympathized with the people of Tianjing and ordered the dragon to make clouds and rain. A heavy rain curtain fell over Tianjing, reducing the high temperature of recent days and forcing the people to stay at home.

They had not slept well during this hot period and were extremely sleepy. Now that the temperature had dropped and they could only stay at home, naturally more people could not help yawning and fell asleep one by one at noon.

Wangluo Garden.

After noon, it was dark and windy outside, as if it were night.

Qian Guangyun's study was brightly lit. His fingers were like phantoms, quickly moving a golden abacus, checking the account books in front of him. Now that the Southeast Chamber of Commerce, especially his branch, was booming, naturally there was a need for more room for calculations.

So even at such a good time to sleep, he still perked up and settled the accounts.

The sound of wind whistling passed through the porch outside. The yawning servants walked to the porch skillfully, wanting to lower the window panels and close the doors to prevent the wind and rain from coming in and affecting their master's account settlement.

However, as soon as they walked outside, the refreshing cool breeze blew and the servants felt more and more sleepy. It seemed that their yawning was contagious. When one yawned, another would follow suit. Tiny fireflies flew out in the lazy breath.

These fireflies have no specific shape, and even their bodies are almost illusory, with only the firefly-like light outlining their appearance.

The sudden appearance of fireflies is as bright as a flickering candle in the gloomy sky. When people take a look at them, they can no longer suppress the sleepiness in their hearts.

The servants fell to the ground one after another. Some warriors barely retained some sanity before falling asleep. They pointed at their own breath and muttered, "It turns out there really is a sleepyhead!"

The servants fell asleep on the ground one after another, which naturally aroused the vigilance of Qian Guangyun who was counting accounts in the room. While suppressing the sleepiness in his heart, he looked at what was happening outside.

The scene before him made him hold his breath slightly.

The sky, obscured by the rain, was as dark as night even though it was just past noon. A few fireflies of indescribable color spewed out from the mouths of the sleeping servants, like hundreds of tiny insects.

And this is just a sleepyhead that a person spewed out!

In the whole Wangluo Garden, the servants who were gathered together by the wind and rain were spitting sleepyheads at each other. Suddenly, in the dim sky, a fluorescent ocean was formed flowing on the ground. Under this sea of ​​light of sleepyheads, everything seemed like a dream.

Qian Guangyun was extremely sleepy. He immediately made a decision, picked up the golden abacus beside him and smashed it hard on the back of his hand, not caring at all about his hands that were holding the money. He wanted to use the simplest pain to wake up the sleepiness in his heart.

But the next moment, the table in front of him collapsed.

He smashed it crooked!

He was so sleepy that he even lost the ability to judge reality!
And a virtual scene really appeared in his eyes.

Countless sleepyheaded bugs flew from the sleeping people of Tianjing into the air, forming a towering gate. This gate was as tall as the Yujing Mountain in the distance, with bright colors, like the bright moon rising in the dim world. There were a large number of vivid patterns of exotic beasts carved on both sides of the door frame. Many of these beasts were so numerous that even the knowledgeable Qian Guangyun could not describe them clearly at the moment. He could only vaguely make out the pattern of the dream-eating tapir at the bottom.

The portal opened at this moment, and the scene revealed inside made Qian Guangyun pause slightly.

That is an inverted Yujing Mountain!

The bustling streets are no different from Yujing Mountain.

People come and go in an endless stream.

The kingdom of God, Taixu Fantasy Land, is coming.

(End of this chapter)