Journey To the World of Film and Television

  Chapter 287 Cutting the Wandu Gate

  Long morning bells, deep and evening drums, Tianyin Temple stands majestically on Mount Sumeru, bathed in misty clouds,

In the past, whenever the morning sun was born, many people would go to the majestic temple in the mountain to offer incense along the mountain road in the early morning. The towns and villages around Mishan will not be infested by evil spirits and beasts.

  Nowadays, the stone paths in the mountains are covered with moss again, and weeds are gradually growing on the trails. The Tianyin Temple, which has been closed for more than half a year, welcomes visitors that Puhong never expected.

  Zhang Xiaofan.

  The tragedy caused by senior brother Puzhi ten years ago is like a nightmare, not only weighed on Zhang Xiaofan's heart, but also shrouded in the hearts of all Tianyin disciples because of the reopening at Qingyun Sect half a year ago.

  After learning about Zhang Xiaofan's visit, Pu Hong immediately opened the mountain gate and came to greet him in person.

  Because that person has been waiting for this day for more than ten years.

  The land of Buddhism originally did not keep female guests, but considering the extremely ordinary and simple stone sword in Zhou Ji's hand, Pu Hong arranged for Faxiang to vacate an empty courtyard for the two of them to live in.

   Zhang Xiaofan was taken by him to Houshan Temple, where he saw the precious jade ice tray in Tianyin Temple.

  The body of Master Puzhi is preserved there, as well as his remorse and guilt about what happened in Caomiao Village before his death.

Listening to Master Puhong's detailed account of the events of the past, Zhang Xiaofan clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails sank into the palm of his hand, oozing blood, seeing Zhang Xiaofan struggling in pain, Puhong clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddha's name, and left quietly .

  For two days and two nights, Zhang Xiaofan sat in front of Puzhi's dharma body for two days and two nights. When he opened the door and came out, his face was pale and tired, as if he had experienced vicissitudes and vicissitudes, and walked through the world for a hundred years.

"Grandmaster…"

   Pu Hong, who had also been waiting outside the door for two days, clasped his hands together, bowed his head and said, 'Yes, what's your order, little benefactor? '

"The dead will rest in peace, you can cremate him... Master Puzhi's dharma body and bury him!" Zhang Xiaofan's voice was a little hoarse, but he was no longer as confused as usual, his eyes lit up with a bright light, and he walked step by step from Puhong's side After passing by, Zhang Xiaofan paused, and asked where Zhou Ji and Si Teng were going at this time.

   "So you found this place?"

  Under the cliff at the back of the mountain, in front of the nameless jade, Zhou Ji slowly opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Xiaofan whose brows were tired but not gloomy, and smiled lightly, "Is the knot untied?"

  Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, whispered, "Put it down."

  During the past two days, he had several times of outrageous hatred, wanting to crush the 'devil' who slaughtered the entire village of Caomiao Village and caused all the tragedies to be ashes.

   But in the end, he did nothing.

  The Blood-devouring Orb's monster power is fierce and fierce, these days Zhang Xiaofan feels the same way, and somewhat understands the reason for it back then.

   I saw that old and slightly painful face again. He had only seen this face twice in his life, and over the past ten years or so, all of it came to his mind in an instant. In the end, all that was left was his kind and peaceful smile in front of him on that stormy night.

  Puzhi is dead.

   Die in pain, remorse and guilt.

  Zhang Xiaofan couldn't forgive his evil deeds back then, but he still chose to let go of this period of hatred.

  Zhang Xiaofan raised his eyes to look at the wordless stone wall in front of him, the smooth wall with a height of more than seven feet and a width of more than four feet reflected his slightly blurred figure like a mirror.

"The heavenly scriptures in the world are divided into five volumes, each of which is different but leads to the same goal by different routes. This volume records that Lao Tzu turned a beard into a beard, and that Buddha is the way." Zhou Ji closed his eyes slightly, and pressed his palms against the surface of the jade, wisps of golden Buddha light accompanied him. The chanting of Buddhist scriptures from a distance formed a giant **** mantra, which was suspended above the jade wall and sprinkled with a faint glow.

"The fire stick you are holding is a combination of two evil things, the blood-devouring bead and the soul-absorbing, and the evil and hostile energy in it affects your thinking and character all the time. Now, if you can take this opportunity to comprehend the exercises of the heavenly scriptures, maybe You can completely control the hostility and will no longer be affected by this thing."

"This piece of jade is a book from heaven!" Zhang Xiaofan showed a hint of surprise, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of Tianyin Temple. Zhou Ji smiled and said, "Don't look, they don't know that they are sitting on Baoshan, they just think this place is It is a wonderful place suitable for meditation, but I don’t know that one of the legendary heavenly books is under this cliff where they practice meditation and chant sutras every day.”

  While Zhou Ji was talking, an invisible air wave emerged from the palm of his hand, spreading along the surface of the jade biscuit, as if all the Buddha light reflected on the surface was swaying, suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, and black clouds pressed over the top of the cliff.

Storms from all directions rolled in, and on the smooth jade wall without characters, from top to bottom, little by little, like deep engravings, appeared a row of ancient and incomprehensible mysterious characters, like boiling in the gloomy light of the jade wall. Flickering, dazzling.

  The first sentence surprised Zhang Xiaofan the most, and it was: the world is not benevolent, and everything is a humble dog!

The vision in the back mountain naturally also attracted Pu Hong's attention, and he came with a group of disciples, and saw the mysterious writing on the giant jade at a glance, and after a closer look, he discovered that it was actually a lost legend of the Demon Cult. The third volume of the long-awaited 'Book from Heaven'!

"Mr. Zhou Zhou. This is it?" Shocked, Puhong forcibly turned his gaze away, looked at Zhou Ji in front of the jade, and quickly stepped forward, with a complicated expression, "This is the son who threatened Xiaofan to come to heaven." The purpose of the sound?"

  Zhou Ji laughed dumbly, "Master Puhong, does Master Puhong know the origin of your school's Dafan Prajna and the master's mental method?"

Puhong frowned slightly, not knowing why, he turned his eyes to the disciples who were obsessed with seeing the jade bib of the heavenly book, thinking that they were bewitched by the "Devil's Heavenly Book", and became hostile towards Zhou Ji. , awakened all the disciples around in an instant, and those with low cultivation could wake up quickly. On the contrary, the dharma figure around him looked down at his hands in confusion and shock, and then showed an unbelievable expression, "Master, you Look at the words on the jade bi!"

The situation was urgent. Puhong had just focused his attention on Zhou Ji, thinking that this master of magic who snatched Qingyun Zhuxian sword was trying to use jade to murder Tianyin's disciple. Now he heard Faxiang's unbelievable tone, He raised his head and looked at Yubi with a ray of concentration, but this look made him also froze on the spot.

Except for the sentence at the beginning of the scroll, "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and everything is a humble dog", the ancient characters that emerged on the surface of the jade were unrecognizable. There is an inexplicable connection between the exercises and these mysterious characters. This is a kind of familiarity derived from instinct, as if these exercises originally originated from this volume of "Devil's Teaching Heavenly Book".

"Thousands of years ago, when the patriarch of your sect was still a traveling monk, he lost his way for a while and strayed into the mountains of Mount Sumeru. Consummation." Zhou Ji talked about the origin of Tianyin Temple, and sighed, "During these years, have you never wondered why a mere piece of jade is so mysterious?"

  Pu Hong's face changed slightly, after learning that his own exercises came from the Heavenly Book of the Demon Sect, his mood adjustment was not as fast as Zhang Xiaofan's back then.

  "Tianshu does not distinguish between good and evil. If you understand the devil's sect, you can be the ghost king's sect and the blood refining hall. If you understand the righteous way, you can do it, such as Tianyin Temple and Qingyunmen." Zhou Ji meant something, but he didn't fully point it out.

  Hearing Zhou Ji's forgiveness, Pu Hong breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile, "It's the old monk who made the picture."

Houshan Yubi hides the Supreme Heavenly Book, which is both a danger and an opportunity for Tianyin Temple. Zhou Ji repeatedly promised that the purpose of this trip is only to comprehend the Heavenly Book, and he will never help the Demon Cult to **** the jade. In the first battle, Daoxuan was severely injured, and the act of forcibly taking the Zhuxian Sword is vividly remembered. Although I don’t know why the radiant and imposing Zhuxian ancient sword in Xuan’s hand fell into Zhou Ji’s hand and turned into an ordinary stone sword. , but due to the fear of Zhou Ji's strength, Pu Hong had no choice but to agree with doubts, so that he could temporarily live under the cliff and comprehend the secrets of the heavenly book.

  With the two-volume heavenly scriptures of Dripping Xuedong and Ghost King Sect as the basis, Zhou Ji, the third volume of heavenly scriptures of Tianyin Temple, comprehended very quickly. I thought it would take six or seven years, but it only took less than two months.

From the avenue to simplicity, the Taishang sage divided the Zhuxian Sword into five parts, and the restrictions arranged in it were not complicated. After the third restriction was lifted, Zhou Ji did not stay for too long. Go up the mountain.

  Zhang Xiaofan originally wanted to go back to Ghost King Sect directly, but after hearing about Zhou Ji's purpose for this trip, he decided to go with Zhou Ji and accompany Baguio when he came back from Miaodao.

  A year ago, Qingyunmen was besieged by the Demon Cult and suffered heavy losses, but the Demon Cult did not win a complete victory. At least Wandumen’s losses were even worse than Qingyunmen’s to some extent.

In the depths of Shiwanda Mountain, there is a huge valley located in the southwest of Fenxiang Valley. For most of the year, it will be shrouded in thick miasma. Even the most rampant poisons in Shiwanda Mountain dare not approach it. .

   In the middle of this poisonous miasma, a figure in a black robe with dark eyes walked through the forest, walking all the way deeper into Shiwan Dashan.

On a hill in the distance, Zhou Ji looked at Qin Wuyan's leaving figure, thought for a while and didn't intercept him halfway, but told Zhang Xiaofan to stay on the periphery of Wandumen and continue to step on the spot, and he took Si Teng all the way to hang Behind Qin Wuyan, he wanted to see what the **** he was going to do.

  However, what surprised Zhou Ji was that Qin Wuyan went straight to Fenxiang Valley without being blocked all the way, and even went to the ruins of the Xuanhuo Altar where the lava spewed out, as if to meet someone.

   Going closer, people might find out that Shangguan Ce is dead, and even if Zhou Ji didn't follow him, he knew that the person he was going to meet was Yun Yilan, the owner of Fenxiang Valley.

Yun Yilan and Qin Wuyan, the owner of Fenxiang Valley, one of the three dignified sects, got together. It was unexpected by Zhou Ji, but it was reasonable. After all, with Yun Yilan's character, in order to revive the beast god, You can conspire with the murlocs, and naturally you can also cooperate with the Demon Cult.

  As for Qin Wuyan, that's even better.

The Ten Thousand Poison Sect is originally located within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, so there are naturally rumors of the Beast God of Miao Lai. That day the Poison God coveted the Zhuxian Stone Sword and was beheaded by Zhou Ji with a single sword. This unfathomable and desperate 'strength' Qin Wuyan had to find a way to contain or kill Zhou Ji.

   After going back and forth, she got involved with Yun Yilan.

  Thinking of the Beast God, Zhou Ji's expression can't help but become a little dignified.

  The only thing that can threaten him in this world is the Beast God. If he is really resurrected, with his immortal ability, it will be a bit tricky for Zhou Ji.

However, tricky is just tricky. After all, the real four swords of Zhu Xian are all killing treasures based on fierce and hostile energy. Letting the beast **** commit suicide is one method, and using the real Zhuxian sword and Juexian sword to directly physically transcend is also a method.

   After a while, Qin Wuyan finally left Fenxiang Valley.

  Going back the same way, Qin Wuyan’s footsteps became slower and slower, and when he reached a wetland, he stopped suddenly. He opened the folding fan in his hand, with a sneer on his face, “Who’s there?”

After the words fell, a sword light flashed behind him, and the innate evil spirit poured into Qin Wuyan's body through the sword edge like a substance. Zhou Ji retracted the sword and turned around, and saw that the figure in front of him had turned into countless scattered flying insects and fell down. Before it fell into the water, it was already crushed into dust under the erosion of the innate evil spirit and drifted away with the wind.

   "Your Excellency is so powerful that you can do a sneak attack. If you spread the word, won't you be afraid of being ridiculed by the world?"

  Qin Wuyan's voice echoed around the wetland, and the sound spread farther and farther, as if he had already taken the opportunity to escape.

"Isn't it okay if you can't pass it on?" Zhou Jiwen said with a smile. He didn't expect Qin Wuyan to be able to escape his sneak attack, but from the very beginning when he could find himself approaching, it can be seen that Qin Wuyan should have a kind of Special perception methods. At this point, Zhou Ji had to feel that these methods of playing drugs are indeed weird, more fancy than their thieves.

As Zhou Ji said, he stabbed at the place where Qin Wuyan's black robe fell with a sword. The sharp sword light instantly tore the black robe, and a white mist spread from it, followed by a gap in the ground, and endless poisonous insects gushed out of it , wanting to resist the sharp edge of Jue Xianjian and buy him time to escape.

   I saw Zhou Ji block Zhu Xian with one sword, and kill the God of Poison with one sword. Qin Wuyan didn't have the slightest thought of resisting. When he was blocked in the wetland, he was already frightened and desperately wanted to escape.

   But these poisonous insects may be effective against ordinary monks, but in the face of Zhou Ji who is holding the Absolute Immortal Sword, they disappear as quickly as ice and snow melt, and even their own poison has not come to overflow.

   "Young Master, don't kill"

As the sword edge pierced through his body, Qin Wuyan's begging for mercy came to an abrupt end. He was soaked in muddy water and grass leaves, and looked up at Zhou Ji with a filthy body. Qin Wuyan's eyes were full of resentment and bewilderment. Resurrection helped him kill Zhou Ji, and he didn't understand why Zhou Ji was chasing him thousands of miles away when his strength was far superior to his own.

  As the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, Qin Wuyan's body turned into a handful of ashes like the poisonous **** back then, scattered in the wetland.

  (end of this chapter)