The distant bell tolls again on Mount Sumeru, heralding the start of a new day.

  The sun rises in the morning, and a small glow emerges from the eastern horizon, casting the first rays of sunlight on the world. On the mountain road at dawn, many people are already walking along the mountain road steps towards that magnificent temple, most of them holding incense sticks to worship, with pious faces. Some families even bring their children together to come and pay homage, the children are innocent, and they don't feel tired on this mountain road, many young men jump and run back and forth, a lively and cheerful scene.

  The morning fog has not yet dispersed, lingering outside the Temple of Heavenly Sound, and the air feels somewhat damp. The monks who rose early have already completed their necessary morning prayers, and are now sweeping the courtyard, gently brushing aside the leaves that fell overnight.

  The entire Tianyin Temple is solemn and quiet at this moment, bathed in the gentle mountain breeze, with the faint scent of leaves blowing in the wind.

  The bell's sound wafts and guides people at the foot of the mountain, also swirling in the temple, waking up sleeping people.

  He slowly woke up from his sleep.

  It's been a long time since I've had such a peaceful sleep, waking up calmly. Even in my dreams, he was at peace, without any nightmares, just a deep and quiet sleep.

  It turns out that this is such a happy feeling.

  He silently listened to the melodious bell sound, as if the place where the sound floated was not the vast sky outside the house, but in his heart. He even had a feeling that this bell sound was ringing for him alone.

  Until the bell sound gradually subsided, he slowly got up, opened the door and walked out, looked up, expanded his chest, and took a deep breath.

  The moist air in the mountains surged into his heart, and a rare look of satisfaction slowly appeared on his face. He really wanted to stand there forever, but at this moment, a voice came from the courtyard gate:

  "Master Zhang, are you up?"

  The ghost turned his head and saw that Fah Xiang was standing at the door with a smile on his face, looking at him. He nodded and said, "Good morning."

  Fa Xiang glanced at him and smiled: "After this period of quiet nursing, the injuries on your body have basically healed. However, as people say, after a major illness, one should be careful for three months. You should still pay attention to yourself. The terrain of Xu Mi Mountain is quite high, and the morning and evening are not like those in the secular world. The cold air is very heavy, so you should be careful."

  The demon nodded and said, "Thank you for your concern, I've taken note of it. Also, I don't know if the abbot Pu Huan is available today, but I hope to pay my respects to the master and disturb him for a moment."

  Fashang smiled and said: "That's great, I'm here to invite Zhang Shizhu to visit after having breakfast."

  The demon's expression changed slightly, and he said, "What's this? Master Fangzhang, don't tell me you have some business with me?"

  Fashang Dao: "This little monk doesn't know, but it seems like I should ask you, sir, how's your injury?"

  The demon thought for a moment and said, "In that case, I'll go visit the abbot later."

  "The donor doesn't need to rush, just now the abbot specifically instructed that we must not urge the donor. The venerable master is still in the Chan room of Xiaotian Temple on the mountain top. If the donor has time later, he can go there himself." He smiled faintly and said, "In Xiaotian Temple, as long as the donor is willing, all places are open to the donor, without any scruples."

  Gui Lie's heart moved slightly, and he looked at Fa Xiang. Fa Xiang's words seemed to have a deeper meaning, as if he had already considered him one of the people of Tianyin Temple, or perhaps in the hearts of these Tianyin Temple monks, he who had once bowed down to Pu Zhi was also considered a member of Tianyin Temple?

  Fashang turned and walked out, Gui Li gazed at his back, silent for a moment, then returned to his own Zen room.

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  At the moment he stepped onto the mountain top, Gui Li still couldn't help but pause for a moment. For him, this was indeed a place where a hundred emotions converged. Under the morning sun, the humble and unadorned Xiaotian Temple lay before him, with its low walls and small courtyard. Where were the shocking remnants of that night?

  Looking back, gazing into the distance, the faint sound of human voices came again from the Temple of Heavenly Sound, where incense was flourishing and a lively scene unfolded. Perhaps these people living in peace were actually happier?

  He silently turned around and walked into the Xiaotian Temple. Soon, the unique quietness enveloped him, and in the vast courtyard, it seemed that only his footsteps echoed.

  When he walked to the door of that Zen room, Gui Li stopped his footsteps and subconsciously looked back at the rear of the courtyard. The small path was blocked by the wall, but it could still be seen extending backwards. At this time, in that last small yard, there was only a blank space left.

  Just like how people come into this world empty-handed and leave empty-handed.

  He knocked on the door of the Zen room. Soon, a calm voice came from inside: "Is it Master Zhang Xiaoshi? Please come in quickly."

  Gui Lie responded with a faint voice and pushed the door to enter. At this moment, there was only Pu Heng Shangren sitting cross-legged on the meditation bed in the house, revealing a smile as he looked at Gui Lie walking in.

  Guili nodded towards Puhong Shangren and said: "Master, I heard from Fashang Shixiong that you have something to find me?"

  Pu Hong Shang Ren asked back: "Not bad, but I heard that Young Master Shi also has something to discuss with me?"

  The demon nodded after a moment of contemplation, "Yes, it's not a big deal actually. The main thing is that I've been bothering you for many days now, and since my injuries have mostly healed, I really shouldn't continue to impose on your hospitality."

  Pu Hong Shang Ren smiled and said: "Young Master Shi, what are you talking about?"

  Gui Li shook his head and said, "On that day under Qingyun Mountain, Master had already saved my life. Afterwards, in this place, Master helped me untie the knot in my heart. I am truly grateful. However, I am after all a member of the demonic sect, and if I continue to stay here, it will inevitably harm the reputation of your esteemed temple."

  Pu Hui Shang Ren said with a serious expression: "Little donor, there is one sentence, I don't know whether it should be spoken or not."

  "Please speak, Master," said Gui Li.

  Pu Heng nodded and said, "In that case, I'll speak bluntly: judging from the young donor's facial features and aura, he is by no means an evil person destined for doom. His fall into the demonic path was simply a result of fate, not his own doing. Moreover, the young donor has a predestined connection with Pu Zhi, which also means he has a connection with me, Buddha, and with Tianyin Temple. If the young donor is willing to turn back from his evil ways, Tianyin Temple will certainly do its best to protect him. Not just Qingyun Gate, but all the righteous sects in the world would join forces to help him. My temple wouldn't be afraid at all. The Buddha said that helping someone once is a great virtue; since the young donor has a predestined connection with us, why not put down his worldly attachments and attain this state of purity and freedom? Wouldn't that be for the best?"

  Having said that, he looked at Gui Li with a sincere expression.

  The demon king was unexpectedly unable to think that Pu Heng would say such a thing, and for a moment he was stunned. These days, he had been in the Tianyin Temple, his mood completely different from before, very peaceful and comfortable. In his heart, he actually liked it this way, but as a man like him, there were still things that he couldn't let go of.

  He remained silent for a long time, then slowly raised his head and bowed deeply to Pu Heng, saying: "I understand that the master is sincere with me, intending to enlighten my foolishness. However, I am a worldly man, drifting with the tide, and in that mundane world, there are countless entanglements that cannot be cut off. The master's kindness, forgive me for being unable to accept it."

  Having said that, he let out a long sigh and was about to turn around and leave when Pu Heng Shangren spoke up: "Wait, benefactor."

  "Master, is there anything else?"

  A thoughtful expression flashed across Pu Hui's face, and he said slowly: "The donor's heart is like a rock, and the old monk dare not force it. However, if the donor is willing, our temple has a request, and we hope the donor will fulfill it."

  The demon felt a slight sense of surprise and said: "What is it, Master Fangzhang? Please speak freely."

  Pu Heng looked at him and said, "In those years, Pu Zhi's junior brother ended up in such a situation. Although it was his own doing and unforgivable, the root cause of it all was that evil object 'Blood Devouring Bead' which cannot escape its connection to this matter. Now that Pu Zhi's junior brother has passed away, but this evil object is still on your body, harming you, young master."

  The demon was silent for a moment before speaking: "Master's intention is..."

  "Little donor, don't worry too much. I have no other malicious intentions. It's just that the Blood Devouring Bead contains fierce and evil energy, harming both others and oneself. After Pu Zhi Shixiong passed away many years ago, I couldn't help but think of this place with a heavy heart. Fortunately, I've thought of a method to suppress the evil energy of the Blood Devouring Bead. Would you be willing to give it a try?"

  His face changed color, and although the Blood Pearl's power was boundless, that aura of evil had been affecting him for over a decade, making him suffer who-knew-how-many hardships. Even his temperament seemed to be gradually changing because of it. Sometimes he would think back to how Pu Zhi used to be, and wonder if he himself was also being controlled by the evil aura, unable to help but break out in cold sweat. However, this matter naturally couldn't be spoken of to outsiders; although he was worried, he had no good solution. Unexpectedly, today he suddenly heard Pu Heng Shangren say a few words that struck right at the heart of his deepest concerns.

  The demon thought for a long time before slowly saying: "Master Fangzhang actually has such a good plan, I don't know how to deal with it?"

  Pu Hong's face turned solemn, and he said: "This method is actually simple. To put it bluntly, it's just using the Buddha's divine power and infinite compassion to resolve all the evil energies in this world. In the back mountain of Tianyin Temple, there is a 'Wordless Jade Wall' that is over 70 feet high, smooth like jade. Legend has it that the founder of Tianyin Temple attained enlightenment under that Wordless Jade Wall, thus establishing the lineage of our temple."

  The demon's eyebrows furrowed, not understanding what this had to do with the Blood Devouring Bead's aura. Pu Heng continued, "That place is within the Mustard Seed Mountain range, where the Buddhist energy is most solemn and auspicious. As long as the young master sits quietly for a period of time, I will lead a group of monks in forming a 'Vajra Ring' formation around the Jade Wall. Perhaps this auspicious energy can suppress the Blood Devouring Bead's aura that has invaded the young master's body."

  Gui Lie's body shook slightly, but he had not expected Pu Heng Shangren's eyes to be so piercing, and he did not know when he had already seen the chaos in his own meridians. He thought for a moment, then said resolutely: "Master's kindness is understood. Since that's the case, I'll sit under the wordless jade wall for a few more days. But after that, I will bid farewell and leave."

  Pu Hui Da Shi joined his palms together and smiled: "Don't worry, benefactor, our temple will not dare to obstruct you."

  Guī Lì nodded slightly, turned around and walked out. Pǔ Huáng looked at his back as he disappeared, sighed, and muttered to himself: "Shī dì, if you have a spirit in heaven, please bless this child..."

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  The Wu Zi Yu Bi in the Pu Hong population said that it was in the mountains behind Mount Sumeru, and Gui Li Ben also thought it should be easy to find. However, on that day, after preparing properly, he followed the two brothers Fa Xiang and Fa Shan who came to guide the way to the back mountain, but walked for nearly half a time without seeing any trace.

  Guilian was somewhat surprised in his heart, but he didn't say anything. Instead, Faxiang thoughtfully and carefully observed Guilian's face, noticing a hint of surprise on it. He guessed one or two things and smiled: "Zhang Shizhu, are you wondering why this wordless jade wall is so far away?"

  The demon was asked by him, so he didn't hide it either, and said: "I dare to ask, Master, where is this wordless jade wall located, and how did it come from?"

  Fa Xiang walked and smiled, "This is a long story. When the Wordless Jade Wall appeared, no one knew, only that over a thousand years ago, the founder of Tianyin Temple was still a wandering monk, traveling in all directions. One day, he accidentally entered the mountains and forests of Mount Sumeru and got lost, unable to find his way out. With no other choice, the founder wandered around the mountains and forests, and by chance, he saw a stone wall as smooth as jade. At that time, the founder was already exhausted from hunger and thirst, and tired from walking, so he rested under the Jade Wall."

  Fashang stopped here and paused for a moment, before Guili couldn't help but ask: "Oh, what happened next?"

  On the mountain path in front of the temple, a fork in the road appeared. Fa Xiang led Ghostly Cry to the left, but instead took a downhill path, saying: "Legend has it that the ancestor sat under the wordless jade wall for three days and three nights, and somehow went from initial hunger and thirst to gradual calmness, entering the realm of great perfection in Buddhism. Three days later, he suddenly enlightened to the Buddhist truth under the wordless jade wall." Fa Xiang turned his head and smiled mysteriously at Ghostly Cry, saying: "It is also said that the ancestor was able to comprehend the supreme true law of Mahavairocana, which has been passed down through generations in Tianyin Temple, thus establishing the temple's position in the world of cultivation."

  The ghost's expression stiffened for a moment, and he shook his head. He felt that the legend of the Tianyin Temple's ancestor was somewhat ridiculous, with many unrealistic parts, giving off an unbridled and absurd feeling. Originally, he had some expectations for Pu Hong Shangren's method this time, but now that Fa Xiang had spoken in a way that seemed like telling a story, it instead made him feel somewhat disheartened, and he couldn't help but let out a silent sigh.

  The Dharma Master carefully observed the changing expressions on the fierce face of the ghost, but only smiled and led the way without saying a word. Even the tall and majestic monk Fashan followed behind them, also silent and not speaking at all.

  Three people walked along the mountain road for another short period of time, winding their way through the mountains and valleys, unknowingly leaving the Tianyin Temple far behind, no longer in sight. Guili didn't expect that the terrain of the mountains behind the Tianyin Temple would be much more vast than he had imagined, but what he saw was peaks stacked with greenery, gentle mountain breezes, and along the way, strange rocks jutted out, a thousand wonders and hundred oddities, or there were cliffs and waterfalls that fell from the sky, roaring like jade belts.

  All along the way, I only feel that my heart is broad and open, looking at the beautiful scenery near and far, and I don't feel annoyed anymore.

  Suddenly heard the voice of Fa Xiang Dao in front: "It's just ahead."

  The ghost was startled and looked ahead, but only saw the winding mountain road in front of him, with dense forests on one side and weeds and thorns on the other. Three feet away was a cliff, where was the wordless jade wall that they said was over seven feet high?

  "May I ask, brother, where is this jade wall?"

  Fa Xiang smiled and walked a few steps forward, came to the edge of the cliff, turned around and said: "It's right here."

  The demon walked to his side, standing on the cliff, looking up and seeing only the misty air below, like waves rolling and surging ceaselessly, resembling a mountain valley. In the distance, vague mountain shadows could be seen, but they were all in a very distant place.

  The ghost's eyes narrowed in thought, and he turned his head towards Fah Xiang and said: "Could it be within this mountain valley?"

  "It's right under our feet."

  Gui Li was taken aback, and Fa Xiang smiled and said, "Let's go down." He jumped down, and Fa Shan followed immediately. Gui Li stood at the edge of the cliff, hesitated for a moment, and also jumped down.

  The soul devourer shone with a mysterious blue-green light in the mist, slowly enveloping Gui Li, protecting him, and falling down gently.

  The fog here seems to be a bit strange, it's like a thick but not thick, just like a silk thread that is tangled together. No matter how the mountain wind blows, it doesn't seem to disperse at all. As he looked down, Gui Li stared intently at the mountain wall, but only saw a white fog in front of him, and couldn't see anything else.

  He was shocked and suspicious, so he urged the soul-eating creature to move closer to the mountain wall. As they approached, wisps of fog like clouds dispersed in all directions, sliding away from his eyes. Just as he was focusing intently, suddenly, a figure emerged before him.

  Qie Lian's heart skipped a beat, and he hastily stopped in his tracks, focusing his attention on the sight before him. This shock was even more extraordinary than the last, for what he saw was another Qie Lian standing right in front of him, staring back at him with an expression of utter astonishment.

  That person's eyes were deep, and his face had a hint of vicissitude. He was also holding a Soul-Devouring Magic Rod in his hand. Just as Gui Li was shocked, a sudden voice came from outside the sky, like a Buddhist chant, heavy and resonant, echoing beside his ears.

  As the Buddhist chant sounded, a majestic force suddenly burst forth from the unknown boundary beneath his feet, surging up like a mighty torrent that pierced the sky. The surrounding mist instantly swept in, engulfing and erasing the figure from sight. Gu Yi felt a pang in his chest, as the icy energy within him unexpectedly stirred on its own, seemingly repelling this Buddhist aura with extreme hostility, actively resisting it.

  Under the shock of the fierce ghost, he also felt that apart from the demonic power surging from the Blood Devouring Bead, his own cultivation of Mahayana Buddhism seemed to be influenced by the Buddhist aura here, and was unwilling to fall behind, rising up with a desire to compete with the Blood Devouring Bead's demonic power.

  Not yet begun, there is such a huge change within the body, the local magnetic field of this place, it's really unbelievable. Gui Li was shocked in his heart, and for a moment he forgot about the strange figure he saw in the fog just now, only urging himself to cultivate, protect his heart pulse, and slowly fell down.

  The fog quickly dissipated, and the scenery underfoot suddenly became clear. It was a small stone platform, quite smooth, with an area of about three square meters. The surrounding trees were sparse, and dozens of monks from Tianyin Temple sat around it. Looking at the positions where these monks sat, some near and some far, there was no regular order, but they seemed to contain a hidden truth, with a faint Buddhist aura circulating among them, forming an invisible formation.

  The ghost looked carefully for a few more eyes, suddenly felt a little familiar, thought carefully, and then remembered that it was an ancient clumsy font, the appearance of Buddhist mantra.

  The ghostly figure quickly fell to the ground, and as he looked around, he saw that both Fa Xiang and Fa Shan were now sitting among the crowd of monks, silently clasping their hands together, lowering their eyebrows and eyes, without even glancing at him again. At the head of the group of monks was Tianyin Temple's abbot, Pu Heng Shangren. Sitting to his left was someone Ghostly had seen before - Pu Fang Shen Seng, who had unleashed his divine power on Qingyun Mountain that day. However, sitting to Pu Heng Shangren's right was a monk who looked rather unusual, and Ghostly had never seen him before. His face was withered and yellowish, resembling someone on the verge of death, and his aged appearance far surpassed that of Pu Heng Shangren. It was unclear who this person was, but being able to sit alongside Pu Heng and Pu Fang, two great divine monks, he must have been an extraordinary figure within Tianyin Temple as well.

  Gui Li didn't say much either, and bowed his head to Pu Heng Shangren, who joined his palms together in return and smiled: "The young donor has arrived."

  The ghost nodded and said: "Yes, but I don't know how Master Fangzhang wants me to go down."

  He pointed at the platform and said, "Nothing else, just sit on that stone pedestal, calm your breath and mind, and you'll be fine after a few days."

  The ghost nodded slightly, turned his head to glance at the stone platform, and then looked around again. All he saw was dense fog above, but where was the legendary wordless jade wall? He couldn't help but ask: "Excuse me, Master Fangzhang, where is the wordless jade wall?"

  Pu Heng smiled and said: "In a moment, the young master will be able to see."

  Gui Li was taken aback, nodded slightly, and turned around to sit on the stone pedestal. Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound came from the sky, which was both the howling of wind and beasts, piercing through the clouds and fog. Immediately afterwards, a dazzling light burst forth, tearing open a gap in the dense fog, shining directly onto Gui Li's body.

  The ghostly figure took a step back, raised its head and looked up. In the valley below, strange noises rumbled like thunder, as if it was about to rise. The sea of fog suddenly surged with waves, changing from a gentle flow to massive billows that rose and fell. As the fog grew thinner, more and more gaps appeared, revealing beam after beam of light.

  Facing this extraordinary phenomenon, Gui Li stared for a long time, only to see the thick fog finally disperse, and the light pour down. In an instant, the sky and earth were filled with dazzling rays of light, making it impossible for anyone to look directly at it. After a while, it gradually subsided.

  When Gui Li opened his eyes again, his body shook and he suddenly saw the legendary wordless jade wall.

  Right in front of him, behind the small stone platform, under the precipice, a sheer cliff like a mirror, was actually straight down, over seven zhang high and four zhang wide. The texture of the mountain wall was like jade but not jade, extremely smooth, reflecting the beauty of the sky and earth, with distant mountains and near ranges all within this jade wall. And Gui Li and the monks of Tianyin Temple were under this sheer cliff, just like tiny ants, insignificant.

  Compared with the grandeur of nature, human beings are indeed insignificant!

  The ghost was silent for a long time, and finally let out a breath. Without saying a word, he walked up to the platform, sat down cross-legged, and stopped looking at the crowd around him. He took deep breaths, then closed his eyes, and just sat there motionless.

  Pu Huan looked at Gui Lie for a long time, then turned his head and glanced at the monks behind him, nodding slightly.

  Dozens of Tianyin Temple monks, including Pu Hong Shangren, Pu Fang Shen Seng and the mysterious old monk beside Pu Hong Shangren, as well as Fa Xiang and Fa Shan, all joined hands to chant Buddha.

  Dozens of faint golden lights rose slowly, accompanied by a vague hum of Buddhist chanting, as if coming from the horizon.

  Suddenly, a brilliant golden light burst forth, and amidst the strange and wondrous dharma formation sat by the monks, golden sparks flew about, the Buddha's aura was majestic, and the golden light emitted by the monks grew even more intense and dazzling. After a moment, a deafening roar shook the air, and a magnificent golden "Buddha" mantra appeared above the dharma formation, slowly rising upwards.

  The chanting of the mantra grew louder, and the heavens were filled with an air of solemnity. The golden Buddha characters rose higher and higher, slowly reaching the middle of the sky, where they stood upright. Under the radiant sunlight at the horizon, it became even more dazzling to behold.

  It was as if the Buddha's true words had been ignited, and on that one piece of absolute wall, the originally smooth jade wall slowly revealed a reversed image of Buddhist characters. However, it was not like an ordinary mirror reflection, but rather from a small point, gradually growing larger, spreading out golden light, and slowly revealing the shape of the Buddha's characters. At the same time, when the image on the wordless jade wall grew larger, the Buddha's true words in mid-air seemed to have dimmed slightly.

  Very soon, the Buddha's mantra in the wordless jade wall had grown to almost surpass the real Buddha's mantra in mid-air. At this moment, the entire wordless jade wall was shining with golden light, radiant and resplendent, accompanied by waves of Sanskrit sounds. Suddenly, a strand of pale golden Buddhist light seeped out from the jade wall, slowly shooting out and enveloping the seated Ghost Ji.

  The ghost's body moved slightly, and a hint of pain appeared on his face, but he didn't open his eyes, instead enduring it. Soon, the painful expression on his face disappeared, and he sat still, motionless.

  The Buddha's light that shot out from the wordless jade wall was faint and unchanged, only the golden light slowly flashing, with an unspeakable solemn meaning. The monks of the Heavenly Sound Temple around were also expressionless, chanting Buddha in a low voice, and the light on their dharma arrays also flowed slowly, supporting the true words of the Buddha's family in the sky.

  Time flies, and it has quietly passed...

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  Three days later, the Buddha's mantra on the wordless jade wall still showed no signs of weakening, and the faint Buddha light that was emitted still enveloped Kui Lie. Kui Lie's expression remained calm, as if these three days had not changed him at all, just like when he first arrived here. On the other hand, the formation held by Pu Heng and the monks of Tianyin Temple did not change, but everyone's face showed a hint of fatigue.

  Pu Hong slowly opened his eyes from meditation, looked at Gui Li who was still sitting calmly, and sighed softly after a while: "Foolish child, foolish child, can't you let go in the end?"

  He shook his head gently and sighed incessantly after finishing speaking.

  Sitting to his left, the Buddhist monk Pufang said calmly: "We have worked so hard to set up the Buddha's Gate Demon Array. One reason is to help him resolve the evil energy of the Blood Devouring Bead, but more importantly, we want to dispel the demon in his heart. However, his heart is tightly closed and the demon is difficult to eliminate. Even if the evil energy of the Blood Devouring Bead is resolved, who knows that he won't become a demon again in the future? What we are doing today may be helping him become a demon instead!"

  Pu Hong's face sank, and he frowned, saying: "Younger brother, this young man has an extremely deep connection with our Tianyin Temple. No matter what, we can't lightly give up on him. How could you say such a thing?"

  His complexion changed, and he clasped his hands together: "Elder brother's teachings are right. I didn't have any prejudice against this young man, but thinking of the past...the scene of our fellow disciples parting in life and death, my heart is filled with sorrow, and I truly don't want to see him walk down an evil path again. Younger brother misspoke, please elder brother punish me."

  Pu Hong's face relaxed, and he said: "How could I not be of the same mind as you? Otherwise, I wouldn't have set up this great demon-suppressing array. My intention was to use the true power of Buddhism to transform him. But under this wordless jade wall, it seems that he also..."

  He had just finished speaking when suddenly a loud noise came out of nowhere in the originally quiet and solemn valley, causing the entire Wordless Jade Wall to tremble slightly. Instantly, the Buddhist scriptures and incantations suspended in mid-air and inside the Wordless Jade Wall were all on the verge of collapse.

  Pu Heng and the monks of Tianyin Temple were shocked and lost their color, suddenly frightened, and hurriedly urged the true law. Unexpectedly, they only saw that the ghost's face suddenly showed a painful expression. The fierce soul that had been suppressed by the Buddha's law for three days suddenly lit up, and a black air instantly filled his face.

  Pu Hong didn't expect that the Blood Sucking Pearl's evil power would be so stubborn, after three days and nights of suppression, it still had the strength to resist. Just as he was about to call upon everyone to support the formation again, Gui Li could no longer hold back, let out a long whistle, and rose into the air.

  In mid-air, the Buddha's true words scattered with a loud noise. The fierce ghost in the air of true words looked up at the sky and let out a long howl, as if it had gone mad. At the same time, it turned its head to look towards the wordless jade wall, only to see that on the wordless jade wall, there were many dark red auras, golden lights and red auras, fighting incessantly.

  Just as the light was flashing and the images were changing, a sudden clap of thunder shook the sky, and the world below darkened.

  Four winds rolled in, on the smooth jade wall of the wordless jade wall, from top to bottom, a little bit like deep engraving, a row of large characters appeared, in addition, there were countless golden ancient and mysterious fonts, like boiling, flashing and jumping between the jade wall's golden light and red glow, making people's eyes dizzy. But that one row of big words was clearly clear, it was indeed:

  Heaven and earth are not benevolent, regarding all things as straw dogs!

  ……

  Preview of next episode:

  On the wordless jade wall, the heavenly book characters suddenly appeared. The sacred land of Tianyin Temple in Buddhism surprisingly also has a mysterious connection with this demonic scripture? The ghostly fierce heart demon is difficult to eliminate, and finally breaks through the wall and leaves.

  The Gui Wang Sect secretly prospered, the mysterious "Four Spirits Blood Formation" became increasingly complete, Gui Wang secretly ordered Gui Xian to inform Gui Lie, to pursue and kill the Beast God in the southern border, and seize its bodyguard exotic beast.

  The winds of South Xinjiang are changing again, a mysterious figure is appearing and disappearing, as if he's about to make another appearance!...