Chapter 701: Undead

This time, Xiaojie had a hard time searching. Suddenly, a breath she didn't like rushed towards her, and Xiaojie immediately chased after it.

"Eh? Master, can you look over there?" Xiaojie called Yu Wan.

Yu Wan looked over and was shocked. Across the way was a continent full of death. There was nothing on the continent except death.

The sky was lifeless, and the ground was covered with black sand, which made people feel terrified.

On the surface, there was nothing, but Yu Wan knew that when night came, things hidden in the darkness would appear, and darkness was their home.

With such a strong death, Yu Wan thought this was the ghost world.

But the ghost world has no sunlight all year round, so there is no distinction between day and night, and ghost cultivators can move outside for twelve hours a day.

So this place is the same as the Yinming Continent.

It's just that this world is full of ghost energy.

Yu Wan was also very puzzled. Why couldn't there be a normal one so that Mu Jiuchen could continue to practice.

Yu Wan was depressed for a while, and through the world gate, she continuously received the death veins into the red soil.

From day to night, collecting that little bit of dead veins is just a drizzle for that continent.

Night is coming.

Like a continent splashed with ink, there is no star at all, and it is frighteningly quiet.

Suddenly, countless dead spirits came out from all directions. They are shaped like giant tadpoles, with a big head holding a long tail and revealing cold fangs.

And they exude a creepy breath of death, and the breath is strong.

Yu Wan thought, it is as heavy as the breath on her body, which means that the strength of these dead spirits is equivalent to that of the immortal.

As soon as they came out, they kept talking, and the words they said were the same as those on the Yinming Continent.

When Yu Wan was thinking about whether this place was the fairyland or the godland, suddenly several dead spirits that were bigger than before appeared. They seemed to maintain human figures and appeared in the form of ghosts.

Yu Wan was really scared. The breath of the ghost made her feel suffocated.

It was as if the other party could take her life at any time.

Yu Wan immediately withdrew her consciousness and asked Wan Fo how to deal with those dead spirits.

He was the authority to deal with this.

So Yu Wan turned around and found Wan Fo.

"Donor, I haven't seen this poor monk for a long time. What's the matter?"

Yu Wan looked at the big monk with a smile on his face. Why did she feel that he should call himself a chatterbox?

"The divine monk should change to Taoism. He doesn't look like a divine monk at all."

"I want to change to Taoism, okay?" Wan Fo said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, there is no normal person. I just want to ask you, there is a continent full of dead spirits, do you want to save them? I will give you a chance to earn merit."

Yu Wan was really impressed by this good-looking big monk. Why did he flirt with her for no reason? He was not afraid that Mu Jiuchen and his son would beat him to a pulp.

"Dead spirits?" Wan Fo was stunned, and then put away his smile. Now he looked like a divine monk.

"Yes, there are all of them on the same continent, and they are very powerful. I think the continent in the past should be the God Realm."

Yu Wan told Wan Fo about the Yin and Ming Realm.

"Amitabha, can you take me there to have a look?"

"Sure, I'm looking for you."

"Amitabha, donor, let's go there."

"Okay, wait a moment, Divine Monk." Yu Wan nodded, and her divine sense controlled the gate to find a place where the strength of the dead spirits was lower, and she went there with her divine sense.

As soon as Yu Wan went there, she activated the divine clothes to prevent her breath from leaking out, and then she moved Wan Fo out.

"Amitabha!"

Wan Fo was also very surprised when he saw so many dead spirits. He chanted a Buddhist name, and immediately offered Buddha's light on his body, flashed to Yu Wan's side, and covered her in the Buddha's light.

The Buddha's light shone in this dark night, and the space was instantly illuminated by the Buddha's light. The dead spirits that were illuminated were like being burned by fire, and they screamed in pain and danced in the air.

Wanfo was sitting cross-legged in the air, chanting scriptures that Yu Wan couldn't understand.

The dead spirits rolling in the air inexplicably quieted down in the sound of the scriptures, and they floated quietly in the air.

After a while, Yu Wan saw a dead spirit suddenly become transparent, and then turned into a light smoke and dissipated.

Is this to destroy them? Not to send them to the underworld?

Yu Wan was puzzled.

"Don't worry, donor, these dead spirits are just a divine thought left by their lives, not human souls, they shouldn't exist."

Wanfo sent a voice to her to clear her doubts.

Yu Wan nodded, so that's how it is, she understands divine thoughts, just like the turbid gods, its formation is people's divine thoughts, but these divine thoughts are different from the turbid gods.

The turbid gods grow by devouring people's seven emotions and six desires, while this one grows by devouring death energy, and the Buddha's light of Wanfo can restrain it.

"Hu..."

At this moment, a powerful attack suddenly attacked Wanfo thousands of feet away, and from a distance, the sound of the whistling of thousands of ghosts could be heard coming towards the Buddha's light.

Wanfo's powerful consciousness sensed it immediately. He suddenly opened his eyes and his heart sank. This ghost was so powerful.

He retracted his Buddha light, stretched out his hand and rolled up Yu Wan, and dodged the attack.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."

As soon as Wanfo disappeared, the attack whizzed past where the two were sitting. The power was so great that it shook the two people who had escaped far away away.

Yu Wan's head was buzzing.

Wanfo also turned over several times before he stabilized his body. Wherever the power in his consciousness passed, countless ghosts disappeared.

He put Yu Wan down and said: "Quickly enter the space."

The scene just happened so fast, in the blink of an eye, that Yu Wan had no time to do anything.

Her head was still buzzing, and after listening to Wan Buddha's words, her consciousness suddenly moved and she was brought into the space.

"Huh." In the space, Yu Wan took a long breath and immediately meditated.

Wan Buddha, who was sitting on the side, had his eyes closed and kept chanting something, not knowing what sutra he was reciting.

a long time.

Yu Wan looked outside. In the dark night, a ghost with a physical body was looking around. He was dressed in black, and his black hair was draped over his shoulders and fluttering in the night wind. His face was white and angry, and his face was full of anger. Two balls of green fire danced in his eyes.

It looks terrifying.

And there were countless ghosts crawling around him, making no sound at all.

Yu Wan withdrew her divine eyes and did not dare to release her spiritual consciousness. The ghost was too powerful and would definitely find her.

"Monk, are you okay?" Yu Wan then remembered to ask.

Ten Thousand Buddhas opened their eyes and said: "Amitabha, no problem, donor, the ghost is too powerful. When the donor wants to go out, be careful. The poor monk is going to retreat."

"Okay, go ahead." Yu Wan nodded, not noticing anything strange about Wanfo.

After Wan Buddha entered the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, he opened his clasped hands. There was already a thin layer of sweat inside.

He clasped his hands together again, his consciousness moved, and his palms were clean.