Chapter 112: Pure Land Monk

Since Gong Chenying was still in mid-air at this moment, although he was only more than ten feet high, his vision was much wider than that of Li Yan and his group below. What Li Yan and his group below saw now was the endless streets twisting and extending forward. They had experienced such turns many times in the past half an hour. When many people first saw such turns, they subconsciously thought that there would be a bright future after turning, but every time they tried their best to get to that place, they turned a corner and were greeted by the winding streets and endless shops. After experiencing many times, many cultivators have placed their last hope on the number of ten miles. If it is still like this after ten miles, it is hard to say whether they will collapse, after all, this is like an endless dead loop.

"There are no streets 500 meters ahead." A voice without fluctuations sounded in the ears of the people below, but this voice was like a sound of nature in the ears of the cultivators in the Qi Condensation period, and they couldn't help but cheered softly.

A distance of several hundred meters, a group of monks with increased confidence ran to defend, and it took less than twenty breaths to reach the corner of the street. After resisting a wave of various fragments shot from the ruins that Gong Chenying had smashed into a piece of ruins, they walked carefully to the corner of the street, and felt that their eyes were bright. The middle of the road ahead was blocked by a huge yellow glowing sphere.

They hurriedly looked at Gong Chenying. At this moment, she had landed on the ground. Sweat had already wet her short hair. The hair and sweat stuck to her heroic cheeks and exuded steam. It can be seen that a foundation-building monk has become like this in just ten miles. It can be seen that this journey is difficult. Ten miles is usually only a few dozen breaths for a high-level monk in the Condensation Stage who cannot fly by himself.

Gong Chenying looked at the huge yellow glowing body, and then looked back at the sky. At this moment, the huge black shadow was less than four miles away from them in a straight line. Judging from its speed, it would take only half an incense stick of time to get here. This was only when all of them tried their best to open up this distance.

Long Chenying walked a few steps to the yellow sphere, the long spear in her hand glowed green, her arm spun and stabbed the sphere wall with a spear. With a slight hiss, the long spear had penetrated a little bit. She shook her arm and retracted the long spear. She looked at the spiritual light of the spear head.

"Enter", she had already plunged in.

Li Yan and others did not hesitate. Looking at the huge black shadow floating in the sky in the distance, they had no choice but to enter in order.

Li Yan's team was the fourth to enter. After he entered, he saw that the people in front were standing there blankly, and the tall figure of Gong Chenying was in the front. She was holding a long spear in her hand and looking around. When she turned her head, Li Yan saw her frowning eyebrows.

This is a closed space, about 40 feet in size. Except for the rippling water in the direction they entered, there was no exit in other places.

"Is the exit also hidden?" A Qi Condensation Stage disciple looked around and asked the person next to him in a low voice.

"It's possible," another sturdy man answered with a puzzled look.

"I wonder if the shadow outside is coming soon. This is actually another closed space."

"Can this place withstand the attack of the shadow?"

They had an order before they came in. They had to listen to the captain's orders and not act without authorization. So although some people discussed in a low voice, no one touched the four walls of the sphere. Instead, they were nervous and put their hands on the storage bag. They were not sure whether there would be an inexplicable attack here like on the street outside.

Gong Chenying stood in front and looked around. At that moment, the long spear in his right hand "suddenly" turned into a ball of green light. With a "clang", the long spear was inserted into the hard bluestone ground. Then he quickly formed a hand seal with both hands in front of his chest. In the split and combined, a large piece of yellow sand hit the four walls. The next moment, in this space, after a dense sound like rain hitting the beach, Li Yan and the others were all alert at the same time to respond to sudden changes.

After the dense yellow sand hit the inner wall of the sphere, only the direction from which they came was rippled, and the rest of the place was like a drop in the ocean, without any fluctuations.

Li Yan saw Gong Chenying doing this, and after a little thought, he understood her intention. Gong Chenying did this not just to find out if there was anything unusual here like in the fabric shop, but also to find a way out.

Sure enough, after seeing the result of her attack, Gong Chenying turned her head and looked at the monks behind her, "There is no way out here. I think it's waiting for a certain trigger to happen. Then we will either be teleported to another place or meet another person. Otherwise, the trial here is a dead end."

After hearing this, everyone nodded. There was no way out. They could only wait, waiting for the arrival of the shadow and the unknown.

"Then you should take the time to meditate and rest, and recover your strength as soon as possible." After saying that, she didn't wait for everyone to answer, and her figure flashed out from the sphere wall where she came from.

Now, except for a dozen cultivators in the late tenth level of Qi Condensation, most of the cultivators of the Wuliang Sect still looked calm. Most of them had lost a lot of spiritual power. After hearing what Gong Chenying said, most of them took out their spiritual stones and meditated on the spot to recover. However, there were seven or eight cultivators in the late tenth level of Qi Condensation and the Great Perfection who dispersed and looked at the space here. They seemed quite interested in this place. They walked around in this space, touching the wall of the ball from time to time, and occasionally wrapped their palms with spiritual power and patted it gently.

Li Yan looked at Gong Chenying's disappearing back, his eyes flickered, he did not sit down cross-legged to recover his strength immediately, he also came to the wall of the ball with interest, stretched out his hand and pressed it, a soft elastic rebound came back, his action fell on the eyes of several Condensation Stage masters, it was a bit surprising, they did not expect Li Yan to seize the time to recover at this time, but to observe here like them, it seems that Li Yan's spiritual power comparable to the tenth level of Condensation in the sect Condensation Stage competition is not a false appearance, but just looked at him for a little longer, then turned around and continued to explore, Li Yan was also like others, walking and stopping, occasionally tapping the wall of the ball with his palm, and bowing his head from time to time to think. Soon he walked through the space of 40 feet in radius here, when Li Yan looked up, he found that he was the only one still standing

, the few Condensation Stage masters obviously did not find anything, and they were already sitting cross-legged holding the spirit stone to practice and recover.

He chuckled, then found a corner to sit down, took out a spirit stone and closed his eyes. He could guess that Gong Chenying went out to see when the black shadow in the sky would arrive so as to make the next plan.

Gong Chenying stood outside the sphere. At this time, the pale yellow light from the huge sphere behind her shone on her tall and pretty body. Facing the dim light in the opposite sky, her face was magically bright and dark. She looked at the huge black shadow slowly pressing down from the horizon, and silently calculated in her heart that it would take at most half a quarter of an hour for the black shadow to arrive here. If no certain prohibition was triggered by then, then what was waiting for them would be the last moment. She didn't know whether this luminous sphere could resist the huge black shadow in the sky. Even if it could resist, how long could it resist?

According to the information she knew, this black shadow could be slightly delayed by the blue diamond crystal in her arms that activated the wheel of life and death. It was said that anything that touched this black shadow would be instantly turned into dust and disappear from this world.

The breeze blew her hair, causing her clothes to tighten a little. The huge peak on her chest and the rounded curve under her thin waist were even more thrilling, as if this figure was isolated in this empty world. She tilted her head and thought for a while, and suddenly her figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

After a short while, the wall of the ball rippled, and Gong Chenying entered again, and the long spear in his hand was gone. No one noticed her voice. She glanced at everyone, and then found a place to sit cross-legged with an expressionless face.

After she determined the approximate time of the huge black shadow's arrival outside, she circled around several times, trying to find a switch that could activate the ban here, but she was disappointed in the end. Except for the attacks left in the ruins occasionally shot at her, this huge sphere was like a mountain blocking the middle of the street, and she couldn't see other directions at all. As long as she touched the sphere, there would be a suction tearing, sucking her into the sphere. In other words, the part of the sphere that can be seen in the direction of the street is just an entrance, and there is no other map.

In this case, there is no other way but to wait. She does not believe that when the huge black shadow arrives at the sphere, they will die instantly. This is not the setting in the trial. After sorting out these things, she entered the sphere and simply sat cross-legged and took out the spirit stone to restore her physical strength. Normally, not to mention half a quarter of an hour to restore the spiritual power, even a day may not be able to fully restore it. But the rich spiritual power in this secret realm is several times higher than that outside. Without the use of spirit stones, it is estimated that the physical strength of the Qi Condensation Stage can be fully restored in one or two hours, and the Foundation Establishment Stage can be restored to about 70% in two or three hours. Now, with the crazy absorption of spirit stones, the Qi Condensation Stage can also recover 40% in half a quarter of an hour, or even higher. The Foundation Establishment Stage is estimated to be able to recover about 20%. Fortunately, the spiritual power that they consumed the most just now is still about 40%, and half a quarter of an hour can be restored to about 60% or 70% of the usual.

But things did not go as they wished. When the time was less than half a quarter, Gong Chenying and Li Yan opened their eyes almost at the same time. Gong Chenying's eyes flashed again in surprise, and he stood up and shouted, "Someone is here." The monks opened their eyes in confusion, and saw two figures standing among them, looking vigilantly at the 20-foot ball wall in front of them. Everyone jumped up in a hurry and quickly formed a team to be on guard. Only then did someone look at the two again. One of them had a curvy figure, and it was undoubtedly Gong Chenying. But the other one made them stunned. It was the senior uncle from Xiaozhu Peak who had the lowest cultivation level but a strange appearance. At this moment, they couldn't help but remember Li Yan's various animal-like intuitions on the road, and thought to themselves, "Could it be that this junior uncle was transformed from some kind of naturally alert monster? There are many tenth-level great perfection cultivators here, but none of them has ever had any advance warning." But the thought only flashed by, because at this moment, a figure flashed out from the rippling light somewhere on the sphere in their sight.

"Pure Land Sect?"

"Wangliang Sect?"

Many voices sounded almost at the same time, but the voice of the Qi Condensation cultivator from the Wangliang Sect who said "Pure Land Sect" was mixed and unexpected. Only one person said "Wangliang Sect", and that was the figure who just entered the sphere.

Li Yan squinted his eyes. When he was practicing just now, he felt that the spiritual power circulation on a certain sphere in front of him was stagnant and paused, so he suddenly woke up. Before he could remind himself, a voice like a clear bell sounded coldly. When he looked back, he saw Gong Chenying looking at him with surprise on his face. He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. Since he came to this secret realm, his Guishui Sutra seemed to have changed so much that he didn't even recognize it.

As both sides shouted, the light behind the other person continued to ripple, and people appeared one after another. In a short while, there were as many as eighteen people. At this time, the Wuliang Sect did not rush forward, but just stared at the other side coldly. They had guessed that "the two roads intersected, and the final battle came."

According to the information before coming, when the monks on the two roads fought fiercely, the leader could not take action, otherwise the huge black shadow would accelerate the swallowing of time. Now the leaders of both sides did not know how to deal with this sudden change, so they waited for things to develop.

The first person to come in from the Pure Land Sect was a Zen master wearing a yellow cassock. He was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a thin figure, a long face and dark skin, and a pair of dark eyes that were calm and peaceful. After seeing everyone here clearly, he did not say anything except shouting, but put his hands together and looked at Gong Chenying quietly. Gong Chenying already had a spear in his hand, closed his lips, and stared at the other party coldly.

The light behind the dark and thin Zen master flashed for only a dozen times, and then there was no more movement. The dark and thin Zen master looked back at the eighteen gray-robed monks, and a look of regret flashed in his eyes. Now the eighteen gray-robed monks, including him, all had more or less injuries on their bodies. Many monks still had blood on their faces and bodies. Their robes were covered with mud and blood stains, and many places were in tatters. Thinking of the damn muddy mountain road and the nephew who stayed in the heavy rain to protect them and formed the Eighteen Arhats, he couldn't help but feel sad. "Damn the rainy road up the mountain, the damn heavy rain, the damn black shadows in the sky, and the damn group of Wuliang Sect monks in front of us."