I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 9 Escape from the Sandstorm
In the ancient temple, a figure looked like a sandbag that had been knocked away and fell heavily to the ground, submerged by the dust accumulated over countless years.

The sprayed blood was mixed with a few fragments of teeth, which splashed onto the stone Buddha, making a crisp sound.

The stone Buddha was stained with blood, and the tranquil and peaceful atmosphere was no longer there, but instead became a bit weird.

"What are you doing?" Ye Fan looked at everyone and shouted loudly. On the large copper plaque on the door panel in his hand, the four ancient characters "Da Leiyin Temple" bloomed with brilliance, as if there was a Buddha singing in meditation, with a sound like Thunder shook, resounding in the hall.

"We are all friends and classmates, and we come from the same place. In this unknown world, we should unite and find the way home together.

"How can someone provoke someone's emotions by just a few casual words, and attack a friend regardless of the friendship between classmates?"

The people who were originally in a confrontation were shocked by Ye Fan's momentum and voice, and stood in front of the Buddha in a daze.

"What did we do?"

"The mood was actually affected."

"This is not the abode of Buddha but a land of demons."

Recalling what had just happened, everyone felt as if they were in a dream, some had regrets on their faces, and some had fear in their eyes.

Fu Jin, who had absorbed the relic, held an ancient bronze lamp and looked at the scene in front of him, speechless in his heart.

The moment they fell from the Kowloon coffin to the ancient planet Yinghuo, they were noticed by the existence hiding here.

Unknowingly, someone's mind has been affected.

"We have to get out of here." Fu Jin glanced at Li Xiaoman, Li Changqing and others who were hiding behind the crowd, and said.

With his current shallow cultivation, he is still unable to determine the true situation of these people, and it is even more difficult to detect the secret methods of the Demon Saint. The best solution is to leave this dangerous place.

"We are already trapped here, where else can we go?" Zhou Yi, who was determined and determined, was also hit hard after witnessing the scene where everyone turned against each other.

"Don't forget, how did we get here?" The green lantern in Fu Jin's hand swayed, shrouding himself with bits of light to avoid the influence of external forces.

Zhou Yi held a damaged Buddhist vessel shaped like a wooden fish, with three lifelike Bodhisattvas engraved on it. When he held it in his hand, the sound of the wooden fish's knocking sounded in his heart, calming him down and understanding what Fu Jin meant:
"You mean, ancient bronze coffin?"

"Not bad." Fu Jin nodded and said:
"Since the ancient bronze coffin landed on Mount Tai and took us away, and then landed on the ancient planet Yinghuo, will it set off again soon to the previous location?"

"If the ancient coffin is compared to a bus, then Earth and Mars are just two of the stops. After passengers get on and off, they will continue to the next stop until they reach the end." Ye Fan said more vividly simile.

Pang Bo, who was knocked away by Li Changqing, pushed him away fiercely, then stepped forward and said:

"A station is a planet, so we are taking an interstellar bus!"

"If that's the case, then leave as soon as possible." Wang Ziwen, who was stopped just now, said, no matter whether the ancient temple is a Buddhist land or a demonic land, he does not want to stay here anymore.

As soon as he finished speaking, there were rumbles on the reddish-brown ground outside the ancient temple, and the empty and desolate ground shook, as if there were thousands of troops galloping, rolling up endless sand, forming a huge storm that flooded the world.

"It's a sandstorm on Mars." Cade, a foreigner behind Li Xiaoman, recognized this scene and immediately shouted.

Everyone who was just about to leave here, someone immediately gave up and said:
"The storm is so big, we'd better wait."

"Although there are some weird things in the temple, it still stands and can protect us."

"I don't want to go out and die." Wang Yan said.

Zhou Yi ignored others and looked at Fu Jin.

Fu Jin's expression changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't ask any more questions, take the Buddhist utensils and go to the ancient coffin quickly."

Although Zhou Yi and others were full of doubts, they still decided to believe Fu Jin.

Of course, the main reason was that the light shield between the ancient temple and the five-color stone altar actually blocked the sandstorm and protected them from arriving safely.

"The mask is getting smaller, let's go quickly." Ye Fan noticed the strangeness of the mask and shouted loudly.

This sound was like a reminder, causing those who were originally hesitant to grit their teeth and run towards the stone altar together.

"Remember to stay with people who have Buddhist utensils." Fu Jin reminded loudly and threw the vajra pestle he got from Liu Yunzhi to Zhang Wenchang, who was empty-handed.

Wang Yan, who was originally unwilling to leave, saw everyone leaving one after another, and was driven by the herd mentality to run out. However, she thought of something midway and shouted anxiously:
"What should Liu Yunzhi do?"

After all, we are classmates. Even if we do something wrong, some people will feel unbearable.

"You don't have to worry about it, let me take him out." Seeing that some of the people who ran away were about to return to the temple, Fu Jin volunteered to take over this hard job.

"Holy shit, you got kicked in the head by a donkey. He just wanted to hurt you!" Pang Bo shouted angrily outside.

"He's still useful."

Fu Jin hurriedly explained, and with a kick of his foot, Liu Yunzhi, who was unconscious on the ground, was easily picked up, put on his shoulders and ran out.

At this time, the light mask was compressed by the sandstorm and formed a straight line between the five-color stone altars in the ancient temple. Fu Jin was running along this thin line with Liu Yunzhi on his back.

Just after he left the ancient temple, the stone Buddha collapsed, the Bodhi turned into ashes, and the thin lines gradually shortened.

Thanks to the green blood extracted from the broken stele entering his body, Fu Jin became much stronger and quickly caught up with the two weaker girls who were lagging behind.

Fu Jin guided a ray of essence and fell into the green lamp along his arm. Like adding fuel to the fire, the bright light spread instantly.

"Don't be in a daze, come to me quickly." He loudly reminded the two girls who had time to daze because of the scene just now.

They didn't understand Fu Jin's intention, but the three of them were at the end. The human instinct of cooperation brought them closer to Fu Jin, and came to the divine light of the green lantern.

On the dark red earth, a sandstorm started from nowhere and swept across the sky. The whining wind sounded like a demon howling in the ears, adding a bit of horror.

The distance of more than 1000 meters seemed like a world away at this time, and it was impossible to reach it.

Some people yelled in collapse, while others ran while crying. Even if they lost their shoes, they never gave up. Under the pressure of desperate situations, they gradually showed their extraordinary will to survive.

But these wills are extremely fragile under the power beyond human beings.

A crisis is beginning to emerge.

"what"

The man who was running screamed and fell to the ground. There was a blood hole as thick as a finger on his forehead. Blood was flowing out. There was no life in his wide eyes.

Immediately afterwards, two more people were attacked.

Fortunately, the damaged incense burner in his hand ignited the golden divine flame on its own when the unknown object hit them, covering the two of them and protecting them.

Only then did they understand what Fu Jin had said.

(End of this chapter)