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Chapter 641 The Palace

The auspicious clouds at Fahai's feet automatically dissipated after entering this area and were walking.

The shoes under his feet are just ordinary cloth shoes, which are worn out soon after being roasted by the hot fire, leaving only bare feet.

But he didn't care. He was still walking barefoot on the hot floor, like walking on flat ground, and even walking a little faster.

However, the robe on his body should be an extraordinary object, and it is emitting a faint golden light, but it has not been burned down because of this.

Although Du Bai's soul body should have been able to fly, it seems to have been subjected to some special suppression here. He can only drift close to the ground, and even the movement speed cannot be very fast, which seems to be different from walking.

This reminded him of the forbidden flight barrier in the ghost town. It was somewhat similar, but in terms of effect, it was obviously far better here.

At this time, Fahai's eyes also flashed over the statues next to him, revealing a look of remembrance.

"These are indeed what the Red Feather Immortal used to look like. Each of them was carved by the immortals, and they were filled with supreme immortal power."

"This is not only to commemorate the great immortal Red Feather, but also to suppress his immortal body and prevent him from coming out to harm the world after his death."

"It's just that after many years, most of the immortal powers on this place have been consumed, and there is not much left."

"Maybe it is precisely because of this that the seal is loosened."

When Du Bai heard these words, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Since I am worried that his immortal body may still cause harm to the world after death, why not destroy his body as soon as possible, but instead have to seal it in this place with great difficulty?"

This really makes sense.

It's like burying a powder barrel that can explode at any time underground. If it explodes one day, no one can tell.

Can immortals still pay tribute to the dead like mortals?!

Fahai shook his head slightly: "It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he can't."

"The Red Feather Immortal sealed the inner demon in his body for the sake of the world, and finally was willing to die and die for martyrdom. If he destroyed his body, he would not only let down his innocent heart, but would release the inner demon, which would be even more difficult to control."

So after all, it's still the problem of the inner demon.

However, from his words, Du Bai gradually realized a problem.

The inner demon in the other party's mouth seemed to be different from what he understood.

The inner demon should be born from the human body. If the death of a person will disappear, it will naturally disappear. How could it still run out?

"What exactly are you talking about insinuity?"

Fahai did not answer him directly this time, but looked deep and shook his head again: "I don't know either."

"Don't you know?" Du Bai was stunned, his eyes moved away from the sculptures along the way and fell on the other party, a little strange.

"I have not fully recovered the memory of my previous life, and the existence of the inner demon seems to be a taboo among gods and Buddhas. I know very little, and I am afraid I cannot give a perfect answer to the master."

"I only know that the appearance of the inner demon may be related to the disappearance of the gods and Buddhas now!"

Du Bai's eyes sterned.

If this is true, then the problem may be a bit big.

He had been pursuing the truth about why gods and Buddhas disappeared earlier, but he did not expect to find some possible clues here.

He originally wanted to ask more information to prepare, but Fahai seemed to know a lot. After asking a few questions, most of the other party was not very clear. Even Du Bai may not know much about some information about gods and Buddhas.

After all, Du Bai also came into contact with several relics of immortals and gods.

When the two of them were talking, this seemingly long road could finally come to an end.

Looking up, you can vaguely see a magnificent palace standing in the distance that is almost against the sky. If nothing unexpected happens, there should be a tomb with the body of the Red Feathered Immortal.

However, although it was magnificent from a distance, when the two approached, Du Bai truly saw the true appearance of the palace.

Two words, ruin!

I saw that the place where it should be pavilions and towers were only a piece of ruins and dried springs left, and the main hall was even more dilapidated. Not only did the entire top seem to have been cut off half, but the walls were also many holes, leaving only a piece of ruins, which made people feel deeply sad.

Perhaps it should have been a fairyland like a blessed land of immortals.

It is almost imagined that there might be cranes flying, spiritual springs pouring overflowing, various fairy grass growing, and fairy children and fairies walking and playing among pavilions and towers, which is fascinating.

However, I never expected that I would sleep now, but I was left with a mess.

But even so, the lean camel is still bigger than a horse.

Both of them are normal people now, but they look particularly small in front of this palace. Even the jade steps in front of the palace are as high as theirs, let alone the dozens of dragon-shaped golden pillars that support the entire palace.

The entire palace is like a mountain that cannot be seen, making people feel awe and sigh at the insignificance of its own.

What's more important is that in this palace, Du Bai could feel a huge and chaotic aura.

Although the aura is as sacred as an immortal, it is also filled with some impurities that seem to be extremely evil. Even from the perspective of the Nightmare Dragon King, you can feel very uncomfortable.

To be more precise, it is definitely not an ordinary ghost or a demon. It doesn’t matter whether it is life or death, or even killing is not its purpose, but some kind of pure evil and horror.

It seems that just by getting close, you can feel the sense of danger that is almost destructive, which makes people feel the urge to stay away from it.

Seeing that Fahai was about to push open the palace gate, Du Bai suddenly shouted at him.

“Let’s wait.”

"Can you make sure that the body of the Red Feather Immortal is still in a state of death?"

"After all, that inner demon is something that even those immortals and Buddhas cannot resist. If it suddenly appears and rises up, then wouldn't we seek death if we go in like this?"

Fahai paused and slowly withdrew his hand.

"What the master said is reasonable. The poor monk was reckless."

After reminding the Fahai Sutra, I suddenly realized something. I had been immersed in it because I awakened the memories of being a true Buddha in my previous life. I unknowingly regarded myself as a true Buddha. Therefore, I could come here without hesitation just to consolidate the seal and eliminate the crisis.

However, he must admit that he is just a mortal now. At most, after inheriting the memories and Buddha powers of the relics of the previous life, he has power far surpassed that of the mortals.

But after all, he is just a mortal.
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