Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 867 Leaving the Mountain to Visit Pansi

"Your honor!"

Chang Xuan, Xie Ling and Fu Ying wanted to stand up to help, but the moment their attention fell on Patriarch Bodhi, they stood still.

Afterwards, many terrifying visions continued to emerge, trying to pull the three into endless illusions.

At the same time, three figures gradually emerged from the empty pupils of Bodhi Patriarch.

The vines around them began to twist and reorganize, and the ferocious faces gradually became clear. They were Chang Xuan, Xie Ling and Fu Ying.

"Forget? Interfere? Overwrite?"

Chu Tai could feel that the surrounding environment was covered by a force that completely subverted the boundary between reality and illusion around him, interfering with the five senses and spiritual perception of people under this force, and even modifying people's minds.

As the branches of Bodhi Patriarch reconstructed into a human form, the concepts of Chang Xuan, Xie Ling and Fu Ying were being forgotten by the world and then transferred to the three puppets constructed by vines.

With a light wave of Ruyi's hand, spiritual light fell on the three people's heads, forming into precious flowers, hanging down brilliantly, and protecting the minds of the three people.

The vines continued to twist, but their image became more and more chaotic, unable to transform into the appearance of three people.

The disturbed ancestor instinctively sensed something was wrong and looked towards Chu Tai.

Under his gaze, a thin layer of fluorescence gradually appeared on Chu Tai's body, like delicate and silky white moss, trying to take root in the soul and erase the memory.

Chu Tai didn't care. As he said before, if the realm was the same or slightly higher than the other party, he would not be affected.

Even, Chu Tai could use these fluorescent lights to exert influence on the empty Bodhi Patriarch.

A faint light followed the connection and fell on the master's body. His form gradually returned to normal, but his eyes were still empty.

Looking at Patriarch Bodhi, Chu Tai felt a little sad. He had already seen that Patriarch Bodhi had long since abandoned his self-consciousness and the ability to remember himself, and suppressed the influence of turbid air by letting his mind fall into emptiness.

But such a choice will undoubtedly aggravate the spiritual problems of all beings in the current period.

"Is this your choice? I understand."

Chu Tai sighed, picked up the Ruyi and tapped the master's forehead lightly.

The vines kept shaking, as if they sensed the danger, and began to spiral around.

Red, yellow, blue, white, black, and purple flowers began to bloom, and the faint fragrance permeated the surrounding void, causing countless threads invisible to ordinary people to begin to intertwine, trying to erode all concepts.

However, the Ruyi in Chu Tai's hand was made of a unique material. Not only was it seamless, it also contained some of the power bestowed by Shangqingtian. The flowers and branches broke immediately when they touched it.

Dark red blood continued to flow out from the wound. The interesting thing was that the blood did not have any fishy smell. Instead, it exuded an intoxicating aroma of wine, trying to anesthetize the creatures around it.

At the same time, new buds sprouted from the wounds and grew rapidly. At the same time, many flowers began to wither, and many deformed fruits hung on them.

Those ugly fruits that look like pustules are beating like hearts among the branches and leaves.

The moment Chu Tai looked over, it exploded like a ripe pomegranate, and countless seeds containing sticky liquid sprayed out.

The immortal light on Chu Tai's body rose, and the moment he blocked it, he saw that in addition to the immortal light that protected his body, countless things similar to capillaries, neurons or plant roots were born, trying to take root in his immortal light, Yuan Qi and mind.

Such a disgusting change made Chu Tai somewhat intolerable, and with this emotion, fine hairs appeared on Chu Tai's body. No matter how the fairy light cleansed it, it could not be completely expelled.

"In terms of this spiritual path, the cultivation level of Bodhi Patriarch was no less than that of most of the second-grade cultivators like us in the Great Heaven."

With another sigh, Chu Tai emptied his mind, remotely sensed the Donghuang Bell, and used the power of the bell to suppress all changes.

Then he pushed the Ruyi forward, and a faint light emerged from between the master's eyebrows, and then spread outwards.

Waves of clear light, one after another, brought out a lot of thick, smelly mist from the ancestor's body.

Countless strange human faces appeared and disappeared in the fog, and then disappeared without a trace under the ripples.

But slowly, the ripples became stronger and stronger, even rubbing against the void, producing thunderous sounds, which awakened the three confused people.

"Your Majesty, what happened earlier..."

The three people were affected by the power of the ancestor and their minds were not yet clear. They were about to ask a few questions when they saw infinite golden light emerging from the Ruyi and pouring out in all directions. At that moment, the Three Stars Cave Heaven of the Slanting Moon was torn apart, and pieces of fragments like transparent lenses emerged.

Many more human faces appeared in the mirror and scattered into the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

Chu Tai made hand gestures and prayed, borrowing the power of the Donghuang Bell again, and using the power of Yun Zhongjun, he constructed layers of fog around the ancestor.

As the overwhelming fog and clouds covered Fangcun Mountain, the Patriarch completely restored his original form, but his eyes were still empty and he had no reaction to the outside world.

"Your Highness?"

Chang Xuan looked at the scene in front of him and looked at Chu Tai with a slight tremor. He really didn't understand why the previously normal Bodhi Patriarch suddenly became alienated and then became like this.

The hand gestures changed, and two intertwined shadows emerged from behind Chu Tai. As he used the power of the Dao Fruit of Xiang Jun and Xiang Furen's system to gather the Buddhist karma of the ancestor, he explained softly: "Bodhi Patriarch is the manifestation of the hearts of all living beings. As long as you have a heart, you can enter this Fang Cun Mountain to study. But now most of the immortals, gods and Buddhas have become alienated, the demons are also abnormal, and the human world is also tending to fall. How normal do you think Bodhi can be?"

"What about what we saw earlier?"

Chu Tai looked at the master and explained softly, "It's just the definition of him given by us and all living beings. He himself has long used his ability to erase his own memories, leaving his mind in a state of emptiness forever, in order to keep the last bit of his original heart intact."

"Only someone like me who has a high enough status can think of him and keep searching for him. Only through the exchange of information can he briefly recall something. But such memories have no support after all. They can't last too long. If they are pointed out, they will disappear in an instant."

Chu Tai looked around and saw the dark mud being gradually suppressed by the fog.

“At the same time, this practice also made the evil thoughts gathered around have nowhere to go. They continued to settle outside, and the power left by Bodhi himself continued to decline. In the end, only the small ruined palace was left in the Three Stars Cave Heaven of the Slanting Moon, and the original Fangcun Mountain seemed boundless.”

Ruyi shook gently, and more fog surged, covering up the darkness and combining with the current situation of this world.

As long as the superficial peace is not broken, everything will seem very normal.

'But how long can this fog cover it up?'

Chu Tai made up his mind and turned around and took the three immortals away from Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

"Your Majesty, where shall we go next?"

"Pansiling, although the previous ancestor was a false projection that was awakened by my personality, his emotions were not illusory. Since he wants us to go to Pansiling first, then we might as well go and see what is there."

(End of this chapter)