But before he could completely relieve himself, a heavy breathing sound suddenly came from the quiet tunnel. Xuankong stopped, listened quietly, and the sound disappeared. Suddenly, a lantern appeared not far away.

Xuan Kong was shocked. Could it be that he had encountered some monsters again?

However, compared to this strange and terrifying tunnel, Xuankong would rather fight with the demons in a solid manner. He quickly strode over. The lantern swayed up and down, and the sound of gasping became louder and louder. Suddenly, a huge roar came from the tunnel, followed by a flame that burned straight towards Xuankong.

Xuankong did not dodge or avoid, and emitted a layer of clear light from his body, forcing the flames to open up around him. No matter how high the temperature of the flames was, it was far inferior to the Sun Golden Flame in the Poison Abyss Sea.

With the help of the Great Sun Tathagata and Gonggong Ancestral Witch in the Poison Abyss Sea, Xuankong not only stabilized the Buddha fire into his own soul, but also absorbed a ray of the flame of the golden flame of the sun. This can play a great role even for him who has achieved Daluo Daoism.

With the light emitted by the flames, Xuankong saw clearly that there were not two lanterns in front of him, but the two eyes of an ancient poisonous dragon!

The poisonous dragon roared and rushed towards Xuan Kong. Xuan Kong shouted angrily, holding the Tianluo Blood-Changing Divine Sword in his hand to sacrifice it in the air. The Blood-Changing Divine Sword instantly showed thousands of blood-colored sword lights, and gently landed on the neck of the ancient poisonous dragon. With a gentle turn, the ancient poisonous dragon's dragon head was immediately cut off.

Now Xuankong's magic power has made rapid progress, and it has only been a waste of time to deal with the ancient poisonous dragon, which is less than Taiyi's cultivation level. The ancient poisonous dragon was buried under the Tianluo Blood-Changing Divine Sword. Before he could wail, the essence and blood in his body had been sucked dry by the Blood-Changing Divine Sword and turned into ashes in an instant.

Xuan Kong didn't care about the ancient poisonous dragon that had been slaughtered by him. He carried the Blood-Creating Divine Sword and continued to fly forward carefully. After a while, his eyes suddenly lit up and he was already in a hall in the belly of a mountain.

After suffering many previous losses, Xuankong became even more vigilant. The mechanisms in the Asura realm were indeed not falsified. The crises were beyond his previous imagination. Xuankong stopped and stood at the door of the hall. He had to observe carefully first.

I saw a huge candlestick hanging on the ceiling, with candles lit on it, and the ground was filled with various tools and human body shaping. The cave was quiet and empty, with only nine pillars thickly tied together and arranged neatly. The texture of the pillars was very strange. You can see that the smoke and clouds inside were circling endlessly. This seemed to be a magic array diagram.

Xuankong tentatively walked into the cave. When he got closer, an old voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Who are you? Why did you break into my temple?" Xuankong was shocked and turned his head suddenly, and saw an old monk in black standing behind him.

He jumped and landed gently behind the old monk in black. He stretched out his right hand to press the old monk's sky spirit cover and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm the one you are looking for." However, the old monk in black was not controlled by Xuan Kong, but turned into a shadow and floated out from under Xuan Kong's palm. Xuan Kong was a little surprised and looked around as the shadow merged into the darkness in the corner of the hall.

A voice came from the corner: "I'm here."

Xuankong turned his head and saw that the old monk in black appeared in the cloud pillar. He walked out of the cloud pillar and slowly landed on the ground: "This is my temple. If I want, I can appear anywhere at any time."

Xuankong withdrew his hands and quietly looked at the old monk in black who seemed to be unprepared in front of him. There was a vague guess in his heart: "You are the great disciple of Shakyamuni Tathagata, the first divine sword in the three realms, Ainafa?"

Ainafa smiled proudly and nodded: "You can actually break through the sea of ​​the Poison Abyss and come here with countless mechanisms and traps in the Asura realm. It's such a miracle. I admire it!"

Xuan Kong smiled faintly: "I dare not, I'm too rewarded. I'm still fooled by you!"

Now Xuankong has fallen into Ayanava's wrath, Ayanava does not want to hide his intelligence in front of him: "Yes, it's hard for you to see it."

Xuankong shook his head and sighed softly, "I should have thought of it long ago that even if you are a great disciple of Sakyamuni Tathagata, there is probably nothing special about it in front of the Great Sun Tathagata Light Buddha. Besides, the distance between Mount Sumeru and Lingshan is too far, so you have no reason to leave a temple on Mount Lingshan without leaving any passages to enter and exit the Asura realm."

Ainagha nodded and said, "Yes, if you press the bone switch down in my temple, you can see the passage under my futon. In the passage is my Ainagha garden, and there is a gateway to the Asura realm."

Xuan Kong shook his head and said, "According to your nature, you will not trust anyone. I don't think that Asura Gate will be much easier than the Poison Abyss Sea."

Ainagha laughed: "It turns out that he is the happiest to talk to smart people. You are right. The Rashomon in Ainagha garden is the gate of life and death to wander to the Asura realm. And it is made of Xilan as raw material. This thing grows when it encounters water, disappears when it encounters fire, and no hard thing in the world can damage it."

Xuankong pondered: "Xirang? I have also heard of this thing. Gun was demoted to the abyss of the Feather Dragon because he privately took the Xirang lower realm to control the water. He was suffering from the knife cutting. I heard that Xirang has some hidden wonders, and few people in the three realms know about it."

A look of surprise flashed in Ainagha's eyes: "So you know it too?"

Xuankong smiled and said, "Xirang is an innate divine object. It can only be barbecued with mortal fire to disappear. Those who can come to your temple in Lingshan Sutra Pavilion are either immortals or saints. How could they think of using mortal fire? So no one can open your Rashomon."

Ainagha nodded in agreement: "No, no, this is extremely rare knowledge, it's hard for anyone in the three realms to know." He couldn't help but show off in front of Xuankong: "Even if you can pass this level, there are still my disciples who will guard it later."

Xuankong was stunned: "Your disciple?"

Ainava didn't know that Xuankong had already understood his predecessor, so he didn't want to explain it thoroughly. He just smiled and said, "My disciple is still above me when he practices. He has high magic power and is known as the Seven-Injured Venerable. Even Shakyamuni cannot easily pass the level he guards."

Xuankong knew in his heart that this must be Ainagha’s disciple before his reincarnation. Think about it, Ainagha was the ancient seven Buddhas of the Western religion, and it was the second Buddha among the thousand Buddhas of the Virtue Karma. It can be imagined that as his disciple, the magic power of the Seven-Sand Venerable will naturally not be too weak. (To be continued...)
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