You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 139: Crossing the Sea
Jiu Nian sat in the military camp for a long time.

Figures walked past him, some wanted to come up and comfort him, and some sat beside him to keep him company.

But he didn't respond at all, just sat there stupidly.

Just like this, day after day passed.

Everyone around him seemed to move much faster to Jiu Nian, except him, who just sat there, motionless.

He had not lived in Qingqiu for a long time, and most of his memories were of strict elders. He had spent the rest of his life with the Bodhisattva. For him, the Bodhisattva and the pond were his real home.

But now he can no longer see his only family member.

After sitting there for a month, the soldier that Jiu Nian had met when he first arrived here finally came up to him with a wine jug.

The soldier first took a sip of wine, and then smashed it on Jiu Nian's head.

The wine jug broke and the wine spilled all over Jiunian. After being silent for a long time, the fox, who had a hot temper, suddenly became angry and started fighting with the soldier.

The two men fought from the square to the wild, from the forest to the sky, from the various fighting weapons and treasures in the beginning to the final physical combat and fists fighting.

In the end, the experienced soldiers defeated the fledgling fox and dragged him to the far north.

It also allowed Jiu Nian to see the black ocean all over the sky.

The soldiers pointed at the sea of ​​suffering and shouted angrily:

"The Bodhisattva bought time for the people and transformed himself into relics to suppress the sea of ​​suffering. As his only disciple, how can you be so cowardly! If you are heartbroken, hurry back to the immortal camel and never come down again! If you really want to, why don't you prepare armor with me and push this sea of ​​suffering back! So that this world-devouring evil will never harm others again!"

These words were like thunder and bells, shaking Jiu Nian's heart and soul.

Since then,

The Fox of Qingqiu and the disciples of the Great Master are gone.

Instead, there is the immortal soldier Jiu'e, wearing immortal armor and fighting on the front line of the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

He practices Pure World Buddhism, which is the most powerful way to suppress this sea of ​​suffering, and is therefore the person who most often stands on the front line.

If there were any eroded enemies in the sea of ​​suffering, he would cut them off with the long sword in his hand, and if there were any big waves, he would use his own Taoism to push them back.

It is a war that continues for a long time.

Zuo Chen watched along the way and also saw how many past ascetics dealt with the sea of ​​suffering.

They first used the purest innate Qi to construct a huge protective spell to guard the places that had not been eroded by the Sea of ​​Bitterness. However, this was extremely exhausting. The Sea of ​​Bitterness and the innate Qi were naturally in conflict. The number of people with great supernatural powers was limited, while the Sea of ​​Bitterness was boundless. How could they stop it with this method?
Later, some people discovered that the rocks were eroded by the bitter sea the slowest, so they used the method of moving mountains and filling the sea to move the mountains and suppress them in the outermost circle. They also pasted talismans on the top of the rocks to prevent them from overflowing.

Zuo Chen, who watched everything throughout, felt like he was taking a lesson on moving mountains and filling the sea. When he came to his senses, he had already memorized this wonderful method.

In this way, Jiu'e began to spend most of his life wandering among the immortal soldiers.

In Zuo Chen's eyes, time flew by again. His eyes were fixed on Jiu'e. He could clearly see that the young man, who was full of vigor and vitality, was getting older step by step. His temples turned white and he grew a beard. The armor on his body also gradually upgraded from the most ordinary immortal soldier to a general.

Such an old immortal, how many years has he been fighting against the sea of ​​suffering?
During the long passage of time, countless people with great supernatural powers fell in the sea of ​​suffering, and transformed into scarlet monsters wrapped in black air. They fought with their former friends and were killed by immortal weapons. There were also a few ascetics who rushed away from this world, either by boat or by shuttle, and went farther and farther away.

The ascetics consumed more and more, and in the end, the world was left with only desolation.

In the end, even the immortal soldiers were unable to make up for the shortfall.

Zuo Chen could clearly see that Jiu'e's face was covered with layers of fatigue.

When the memory played to this point, Zuo Chen gradually felt a sense of rejection.

Jiu'e's life seemed to be coming to an end, and his memories were about to end.

Time gradually slowed down. Zuo Chen looked around and found that he was in a military camp.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

Looking around, Zuo Chen saw a group of people running away. Their eyes were full of fear and they were running towards the outside of the barracks as if they were desperate.

Going upstream and heading deeper into the barracks, Zuo Chen saw more and more people fleeing.

They looked panicked, as if they were avoiding some disaster.

Look up,

He saw huge waves coming towards him.

I also saw a wall of people.

They were ordinary people with no cultivation, but they were holding talismans for repairing things and rushing towards the collapsed protective spells.

They were ordinary monks who were chanting magic spells, forming a formation and building defenses in an attempt to block the sea.

They were people with great magical powers, casting spells and sealing the waves on the top of the mountain.

They were soldiers wearing immortal armor, holding weapons in their hands, practicing Taoist techniques in their palms, and glaring at the huge waves of the sea of ​​suffering. They did not retreat at all.

At the forefront of this group of soldiers, Jiu'e, holding a long sword, with his hair standing on end in anger, aimed at the huge waves and let out the last roar of the rest of his life.

"For the common people!"

This is the last scene of Jiu'e's life.

Zuo Chen opened his eyes in a trance, and he had returned to the sky above the gambling village.

Only three breaths of time passed.

The layer of mist that had wrapped around the Nine-Evil Walker in front of him had completely dissipated, and a blood-red giant fox looked up at the bright moon and let out a long mournful howl.

Its nine tails twisted wildly and transformed into vegetation-like trees, blooming with blood-red flowers of the other shore.

Under the bright moonlight, the silver-white dressing gown was attached to his body, but there was not a trace of holiness, only endless desolation.

Zuo Chen could clearly feel the pain, despair, and struggle from the bottom of his heart.

Jiu'e's entire body was wrapped in turbid red qi, which bound his body, his life, and his soul.

He is a slave to the sea of ​​suffering.

Jiu'e lowered his head.

There was still a trace of clarity in his left eye, but his right eye was full of chaos.

A hoarse voice came from his body:

"Fellow Daoist, send me to the other side."

At this point, the last glimmer of rationality in his eyes disappeared, and he was completely reduced to chaos.

Zuo Chen took a long breath and bowed in the direction of Jiu'e.

After half a lifetime of practicing protection, you deserve this gift.

After the ceremony, the giant red fox looked up at the moon and howled again.

In mid-air, the Buddha's words were chanted again, and in the sea of ​​suffering, distorted figures moved together:

"Namo Amitabha.

"Dotagatayo.

"Dodiyeta."

The singing was deafening, from men and women, old and young.

Although it is a Buddhist scripture, it is full of evil spirit.

Waves rose from the sea of ​​suffering beneath Zuo Chen's feet. Two huge black hands extended from the middle and grabbed towards Zuo Chen in the air. In the center of the sea of ​​suffering, a face full of pain was revealed. The face kept changing, from male to female, from old to young, and a painful wail rang out from the throat:
"Save me from the sea of ​​suffering, save my soul, save my three souls! Spare my seven spirits!

"help me!"

"help me!"

"Please save me!"

Zuo Chen lowered his eyes, but could not see any sign of seeking help from the huge figure.

It seemed that this figure only wanted to reach out and grab Zuo Chen, causing him to fall into an endless sea of ​​suffering.

Layers of lightning appeared in his hands, and he grasped the net in his hands and smashed it down.

The surging thunder formed a huge mountain of thunder, pressing down from the sky, and in the blink of an eye it was intertwined with the black figure.

The wailing sound resounded through the air, but was crushed by Zuo Chen's Taoism, and was rolled down a bit and pressed down hard.

Until finally, when it was completely blocked in the stone formation, the black figure finally stopped moving, leaving only screams in the air.

Not far away, red lotuses also grew around the body of the huge red fox and flew towards Zuo Chen.

They are all incarnations of Buddhism, but they have been bound by the sea of ​​suffering and have become a recipe for harming people.

Layers of flowers rose up around Zuo Chen. From the top, a nameless white flower pointed in the direction of the red lotuses. Then a sea of ​​flowers grew out from under his feet and rushed along the red lotuses like a wave.

The two sides intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, the red lotus was wrapped in it.

As a faint black gas emerged from the sea of ​​flowers, these lotus flowers were transformed into harmless spiritual light at the moment of blooming.

Zuo Chen knew very well that he could not continue to tangle with Ku Hai and Jiu E.

Then, stretch both hands out, overlap them with the palms facing up, with the left hand facing up, and the middle finger of the right hand hooked at the base of the middle finger of the left hand.

The immortal general Fox Chan is very powerful and has extraordinary means. His strength far exceeds that of the Red Taoist. Although he is still a little short of Zuo Chen, Zuo Chen needs to open the altar with the Five Thunders alone. It is estimated that he will have to cut off half of the dense forest to suppress the Nine Evils.

But after reading Jiu'e's memories, Zuo Chen felt like he had listened to the Bodhisattva's preaching.

He had a little more understanding in his mind.

At this point, the two wonderful methods seemed to merge into one and became a reality in his mind.

Behind Zuo Chen, a huge lotus flower bloomed.

The lotus is pure white and as smooth as jade, but a closer look reveals that it is actually made of thunder.

But there was no sense of any burning aura at all, as if it was just floating slowly in the air, as warm as a mother with her arms open.

Although he had completely lost his mind, Jiu'e still stopped his actions the moment he saw the lotus.

The huge fox shadow seemed to be frozen in place, and two lines of black tears flowed from his eyes.

That is also a sea of ​​suffering.

He did not dodge, but let the lotus gently caress his body.

There was no violent explosion, nor any wailing of flesh and blood being torn apart, but the body of the Nine-Evil Walker melted as quickly as snow in spring.

Make wisps of black air fly up, make divine thoughts dissipate.

Zuo Chen turned his hand over, and the lotus that was blooming in the air just now appeared in his hand without him knowing when, with only a small ball left.

The petals faded away layer by layer, and a wisp of light golden soul floated in Zuo Chen's palm.

In terms of killing power, the previous attack was far inferior to the thunder spear that Zuo Chen used when he killed the red Taoist priest. However, this Taoist method was the best destination for the Jiu'e Walker.

The last wisp of divine consciousness that now falls into Zuo Chen's hands is just the last thought of Jiu'e left in this world.

"go home……"

This ray of divine thought seemed to point to a certain direction deep in the dense forest. Zuo Chen knew that that should be the location of the pond forest of the great master.

It is the most important place in Jiu'e's life.

"I'll take you back."

Zuo Chen promised, and the divine consciousness finally calmed down.

He turned his hand and hid his divine consciousness in his sleeves, looking down at the huge black lake below, at the countless hands struggling in the lake and the huge figure:
“This is the sea of ​​suffering.”

He finally understood why so many people with great supernatural powers chose to leave the ordinary world and find another hometown.

The innate spiritual energy can only suppress it but not eliminate it. For Zuo Chen, the Sea of ​​Bitterness is not even that powerful, but it has characteristics that make it difficult for him to deal with.

At the Qingqiu Banquet, although Zuo Chen had not seen any cultivator stronger than himself, he had seen several cultivators with similar levels of cultivation as himself.

The cultivation world at that time was so vast, but it could not stop the sea of ​​suffering. What could he do more by himself?
But can we just let this world of suffering and chaos continue?
Let this world be swallowed up by the dark waves?

The images of those immortal soldiers who were guarding the front line and using their physical bodies and spiritual energy to intercept the sea of ​​suffering were still flashing in Zuo Chen's mind, and their roars were still vivid in his mind.

He closed his eyes for a breath, and when he opened them again, Zuo Chen was no longer shaken.

Although it cannot be solved now, let's suppress it first, and then search the whole world for the source of the sea of ​​suffering.

Zuo Chen just didn't believe it. How could this surging sea of ​​suffering be truly endless?
Even if there really is no road ahead, he will still make a path with his own feet!
The true Qi in his body was rotating, and the mysterious Tao method was reappearing, this time it was moving mountains and filling the sea!

It is to suppress this corner of the sea of ​​suffering!
The earth shook again, and next to the bitter sea pool, the real stone retaining wall suddenly grew, and in the blink of an eye it was rising from the ground!

Mountain……

Rising from the ground!

Sand and rocks were flying, smoke and clouds were rolling, and the people in the village across the river were staring in amazement at everything that was happening in the gambling village on the other side.

They will never forget:
Several huge rocks climbed up from the ground, intertwined and merged together, smoke and dust rose up, sand and stones flew, and with a huge muffled sound, they connected into a mountain range.

Under the mountains, in the black lake, the huge black shadow seemed to have finally broken through the obstacles of the net of heaven and earth, stretched out a hand upwards, and grabbed the moonlight in the air.

"help me!"

"help me!"

"Carry me through the sea of ​​suffering!"

"Carry me through the sea of ​​suffering!"

This arm filled with malice stretched high, but ultimately could not escape the blockade of the mountains.

The heavy boulders intertwined and formed the peak of the new mountain.

A drop of the sea of ​​suffering was pressed under the mountain, with no chance of seeing the light of day again for a thousand years.

Zuo Chen picked up some flowers in the air and immediately cast a spell, then threw the white flowers in his hand towards the mountain.

Green grass and trees grow from under the thick rocks and soil, wild grass grows wildly all over the mountain, flowers bloom all over the mountain, and the moon shines brightly.

When the shaking ended, there were mountains and lush grass on the other side of the river.

Under the moonlight, a figure could be vaguely seen floating in the air with his hands behind his back.

When I looked again, there was nothing there, only the moon shining over the mountain, wrapped in silver.

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