Chapter 2340: Twenty Heavens
te martial arts to the peak, their physique becomes as robust as that of high-level wild beasts, able to control all aspects of their bodily functions. They naturally slow down aging.Moreover, Lei Ji...This world, originally as peaceful and serene as a Buddha's Pure Land, is now shrouded in darkness. Black clouds cover the sky, lightning flashes, and thunder roars, causing the entire space to churn with turmoil.
"Tick-tock!"
The black raindrops fell, making the dark heaven and earth even darker and colder.
Wind howls across the land, its whistling voice a chilling and awe-inspiring roar.
Those raindrops, heavier than holy iron, fell to the ground, smashing into the normally unyielding surface and creating deep pits.
One drop of rain, like an arrow.
The Pure Land of Buddha suddenly became incredibly dangerous.
Zhang Ruochin held a two-yuan monarch-level iron umbrella, standing in the rain, looking forward.
Before my eyes, the world was a vast and hazy expanse.
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Rain curtains, like broken lines, stretched from the sky to the ground.
Most raindrop streaks are black, but occasionally, a golden streak appears. When it hits the ground, the hole it makes is bottomless, containing the power to pierce through saints.
A strong sense of danger arose in Zhang Ruochin's heart. If it weren't for the faint Buddha light emanating from a bronze temple on the sleeping Buddha's body, he might not have dared to continue forward.
Here, what kind of place is this Is it a Buddhist kingdom, or a demonic realm
The road to Mount Sleeping Buddha is difficult.
The mountain path is even more difficult to walk.
The Dao Locks in the world became denser, even Zhang Ruochin, a great saint, found it difficult to climb the mountain path.
"Wow!"
A ghostly apparition, dark and ominous, darted past Zhang Ruochen from the rain just a short distance away.
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"Boom."
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Look! "Quack, quack!"
A strange and eerie cry came from a copper tree. Perched on it was a raven with blood-red feathers, its eyes like human ones, fixated on Zhang Ruochin with a murderous glint.
It flapped its wings and flew towards Zhang Ruochin, shrilly crying: "Blood! Blood! Blood…"
"I haven't even turned into a vampire yet, and you want to suck my blood"
Zhang Ruochin raised his hand and pointed out. A powerful and masculine finger force, transformed into sword energy and flew out.
A crimson crow, its wings quivering, shifted from one to many, a swarm descending upon Zhang Ruochen from all directions.
"They can actually split into multiple bodies."
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Zhang Ruochin was quite surprised. The white purifying divine fire emanated from his body, forming a huge fireball.
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A blood-red raven, struck by a fireball, its feathers ignited.
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The fireball expanded with space, turning into a shockwave that swept through the area like autumn wind scattering leaves, sending all the crows flying and shattering their bodies.
There was only one blood-red raven, it escaped and flew into the darkness.
In the darkness, there were too many dangers, so Zhang Ruochin didn't pursue them. He muttered to himself, "There are even Thousand Question Realm Great Sages like Nine-Life Blood Crows living here. It's definitely not some Buddhist realm treasure."
If it's a place to store fate, how could there be no danger
Common folk cannot reach the place of opportunity.
Zhang Ruochin held an umbrella and continued to climb.
Among the mountains, the only place that still retains some sanctity is the copper temple atop Buddha's head.
At this moment, Zhang Ruchen stood outside the bronze temple. Before him were three hundred and eighty-four steps of bronze, majestic and imposing, as if climbing them would lead to another world.
Indistinctly, one can see the outline of the copper temple and its thick copper pillars in front.
Zhang Ruochin stepped on the stairs, climbing upward step by step.
The rain is coming down even harder.
Rain pattered on the canvas, a steady drumming sound.
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The bronze pillar, like the millstone in size, stood over twenty feet tall. On its surface was cast a majestic and fearsome statue with three eyes and each arm holding a sword. The statue struck a pose of raising its hands to cleave the sky.
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Zhang Ruochin turned his head to glance at Yan Zhexian and said, "So all that you've told me was just stalling for time."
……urprised. Under the Great Saint, he rarely encountered such a difficult opponent as Jiang Yunchong.You must know, ordinary Nine Steps Saints Kings, under the gaze of Master Shenya, would be petrified...