Longzang

Chapter 271 Wrong Turn

Wei Yuan's mind was in complete chaos at this moment, and he really didn't understand how things had come to this.

From the moment he erected the Azure Boundary Stone, although Wei Yuan had no great ambitions, he knew that he would have to deal with the Prince of Jin sooner or later. But he never imagined that his relationship with the Prince of Jin would unfold in this way.

Fortunately, this is only the primordial spirit world.

At this moment, Wei Yuan's state was very peculiar. His primordial spirit was full and his Dao power was overflowing, but his body was extremely weak. He could not squeeze out a single bit of physical strength, and even rolling his eyelids made him want to pant.

Only then did I realize that there are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens, and that even a physical body made of twenty million immortal silver could become unusable.

The heat gradually subsided, and the Pure Glazed Flame couldn't burn indefinitely. In the darkness, sensing the woman fetching clothes, Wei Yuan finally relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.

Wei Yuan woke up after only a short while, finally feeling refreshed and his strength gradually began to recover.

She gently patted Wei Yuan, but the pat was in a rather inappropriate spot, causing Wei Yuan to feel inexplicably frightened. However, his physical strength was indeed not an exaggeration; after only a short nap, this pat made his body feel capable again.

“We need to find a way to get out of here. Dying at the hands of the Demon King can lead to reincarnation, but this Guardian Vajra uses the Pure Flame of Lapis Lazuli, which clearly means he wants to burn our future lives as well.”

"Is there an exit here?" Wei Yuan's spirits lifted.

"The exit is the gate to the Pure Land that we see. It's just that it's closed now, so we have to find a way to get there."

"Let's fly up and see if we can push it away."

"fly?"

Wei Yuan said matter-of-factly, "We are only primordial spirits now, so flying is easy. Even without cultivation, we can fly."

"I see... However, the feeling of moving around in this world is almost the same as in this world, so I have to be careful when flying."

"There should still be quite a few strongmen outside; we'll probably have to fight our way out. I'll make some preparations first."

Consort Yuan waited for a while, but Wei Yuan didn't make a move, so she flicked her finger and chuckled, "Want more? Shall we continue?"

Wei Yuan was startled and exclaimed, "That's not what I meant... Um, could you help me up first?"

A moment later, Wei Yuan opened the rock sealing the cave entrance and looked out. The deep ravine was still steaming, its surface coated with a layer of glazed blue. Some glazed liquid had accumulated at the bottom, and it was slightly soft to the touch.

Consort Yuan also crawled out of the cave, reverting to her appearance as a country girl. However, when Wei Yuan looked over, her face softened like water, revealing her original features. As soon as Wei Yuan's gaze left, she returned to her rustic appearance.

Although they had been fooling around all night, Wei Yuan still didn't dare to look at her too much. He climbed up the deep ditch first and looked out.

The sky was a dark red, and the enormous sun hung motionless in the sky. The earth was a scorched wasteland, devoid of trees and flowers, and devoid of birds, fish, and insects. Everything had been burned to ashes, and standing here was like being in a blazing inferno.

In the distance, the Dharma Protector Vajra's form, embodying heaven and earth, was extremely conspicuous. At this moment, he stood motionless, the spiderwebs on his body long gone. Occasionally, he would unleash a wisp of pure, crystalline fire, which would burn continuously in some place, its source unknown.

Wei Yuan found it hard to believe that the entire small world, with countless living beings, had been burned to ashes.
Do you remember when the Taichu Palace held its intensive instruction session, they talked about what a living being is? All sentient beings have a spirit, and the spirit is fundamental. What distinguishes Wei Yuan and Zhang Sheng is not their physical bodies, but their primordial spirits. Like the great demons in the Netherworld, even without physical bodies, they are still living beings; when Wei Yuan's primordial spirit traversed the Netherworld, he was a living being there, but his physical body outside was not.

By this standard, even if this small world is a mental world, it contains countless living beings. And they were all burned like that? High-level cultivators have a nicer way of saying it: refining.

On the barren, scorched earth, countless strongmen wandered aimlessly, occasionally turning over the soil with their weapons as if they were searching. When there were no enemies, they all seemed utterly listless, less intelligent than wild beasts.

According to Wei Yuan's knowledge, these strongmen did not appear out of thin air, but were transformed by believers who voluntarily entered the Buddhist kingdom, thus attaining eternal bliss.

But looking at the stunned expressions of these strongmen now, and recalling their anger and rage when they first saw them, it seems that these are the only two states they have left.

There are doors in the sky, but not one, there are three.

The three gates are all different. One of them is completely black with mysterious symbols on top, giving it a sinister and eerie feel. The middle gate, on the other hand, is magnificent and grand, with a glass frame and gold and jade doors. The doors are slightly ajar, and endless golden light shines through, illuminating this scorched world and conveying a sense of great compassion.

On the right is an ordinary door. It is ordinary, neither made of gold or jade nor of firewood, but just an ordinary wooden door.

At this moment, several strongmen not far away flew into the sky, looked around, and then landed back on the ground. Wei Yuan's heart skipped a beat. They could fly? But thinking about it, it made sense. The entire Pure Land had been burned into a scorched inferno, so the restrictions left by the young monk had naturally been broken long ago.

Those strongmen flew at about the same speed as Wei Yuan, so if he wanted to escape, he would have to be careful not to be caught. Wei Yuan then asked Yuan Fei, "How fast can you fly?"

"I can't fly, I can only jump."

Wei Yuan was speechless for a moment, then asked quietly, "Why can't you fly?"

The young girl, in the form of Consort Yuan, asked in return, "Why should I be able to fly?"

This question left Wei Yuan speechless. Based on her performance last night, he wouldn't believe Yuan Fei was a Dharma Aspect even if he were beaten to death; he might even believe she was Yu Jing. But she can't fly? Could she be a once-in-a-millennium Earth-Walking True Lord?

"So what level are you at now?"

The girl's face hardened, and she said irritably, "What, you're only needed now that we're out of the room? Are you planning to deny what you did? Men are all the same!"

"I need to figure out how to escape to those gates now, and of course I need to know your cultivation level. Otherwise, if anything goes wrong, none of us will be able to escape," Wei Yuan explained patiently, his attitude unusually good.

Consort Yuan wasn't just making a fuss for no reason. When she threw a tantrum, she deliberately revealed her true colors. Her beautiful little face, puffed up with anger, would confuse anyone who saw it, and Wei Yuan couldn't stay angry at all.

Seeing that Wei Yuan was very serious, Yuanfei said, "I have too much karma here, and my condition is special. Oh, let me put it this way, you can only treat me as an ordinary person, but these strongmen can't hurt me. Just take me away from the Vajra's pure fire, I'm especially afraid of that."

Wei Yuan had a plan in mind and began to set up the position, with complex devices taking shape again.

"What are you trying to do?" the girl asked.

"We can't fly over these strongmen with you. We need to gather them together and kill a bunch of them first, then we can escape in the chaos." With the battle imminent, Wei Yuan became focused and murderous.

The girl squatted down beside him, resting her chin on her hands as she watched Wei Yuan work. After a while, she said, "Indeed, men who are serious about their work are the most charming."

Wei Yuan was both amused and exasperated. He turned and glared at her, and then, the moment Yuan Fei came into his view, she revealed her true form and stuck out her tongue.

Such an adorable action made Wei Yuan's blood boil. It was so cute that, at the very end, the little tongue suddenly curled its lips.

Wei Yuan dared not look any further and focused on his work. It was broad daylight, a vast expanse of scorched earth stretching as far as the eye could see—how could this be… Oh, if this were a fictional world, it would be perfect.

Putting aside his chaotic thoughts, Wei Yuan focused on preparing for battle. A moment later, with the battle position ready, Wei Yuan picked up a long, thin steel pipe, aimed at a strongman flying in the distance, and pierced him through with a single strike.

This was like stirring up a hornet's nest; strongmen from all over the world rushed over.

Wei Yuan remained fearless. One after another, streaks of green silk, piercing through armor and trailing faint red light, flew out, felling swarms of charging warriors. Even those flying in the air were not spared, all being shot down one by one.

The first strongman to fall was still struggling to crawl toward Wei Yuan. He felt no pain and was therefore fearless, his face filled only with anger.

But as he crawled, a white-gold flame with a hint of red suddenly burst forth from his body!

Panic and pain finally appeared on the strongman's face. He reached out his hand to Wei Yuan, as if pleading for help or trying to grab something, but in the blink of an eye, platinum flames spewed from his mouth and nose, and his head slowly lowered.

A bright ball of white-gold fire was generated, floated into the air, and gradually dissipated, leaving the warrior on the ground as a withered shell.

Immediately afterwards, clusters of platinum-gold flames appeared, and one by one, the warriors pierced by Qing Si's armor began to burn. The warriors finally panicked, and even the guardian Vajra standing motionless in the distance reacted, slowly turning its head.

Wei Yuan made a decisive move, taking Yuan Fei with him as they soared into the sky. He held a torch in each hand, spewing out long streams of flame. Even with an extra person in his arms, he was still faster than the flying warriors, rushing towards the three gates in the sky.

Driven by instinct, Wei Yuan charged straight towards the black gate. And the gate actually opened!
Upon entering the gate, one is immediately greeted by a black ocean, its waves rising and falling without wind, with countless vengeful spirits surging within them. Jade barriers surround and above the ocean, as if the entire world has been sealed off somewhere.

Wei Yuan glanced at her and said, "You've gone to the wrong place." Then, expressionless, he led Consort Yuan out the gate again.

(End of this chapter)