Fu Canglu

Chapter 121

The sky and the earth were about to fall, and the huge dragon's head puffed out clouds and mist, and arrived in front of Yi Xiao with its huge vertical pupils.

The little majesty's complexion remained unchanged, his eyes were calm, his hands were on his knees, and he was dressed in black, making noises.

Sit cross-legged and enter into silence.

On the top of Wanggui Mountain, one person and one dragon face each other.

The huge dragon's head was extremely majestic and fierce, and it opened its mouth to swallow its own appearance, but in the end it was dumb, and could only roar again and again.

The black-clothed boy looked at it for a while, and finally burst out laughing. He realized that the blue dragon was just a beast pretending to be a tiger. He slowly stretched out a hand and rubbed the center of his brows, letting the blue dragon howl, no matter what, calm down and treat me Two forget.

Yi Xiao lowered his head and sat cross-legged on the edge of the Sun and Moon Buddha Altar. Under him were all the living beings down the mountain, and he could see the entire land of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

He stared blankly at the imaginary map in front of him that stretched across three thousand miles of mountains and rivers to the utmost extent of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The giant dragon sliced ​​through the earth like a chisel knife. Countless luck entangled and twisted on the dragon. A single spark could start a prairie fire, so the entire Northern Wei Dynasty was ignited by this black dragon.

Luoyang is in the belly of the dragon, the purple air is soaring to the sky, and it is extremely auspicious. The great master of the purple shirt is hard to find an opponent in the world in the way of finding the dragon's acupuncture points. The luck of the country will naturally prosper.

No wonder there are so many outstanding people in the Northern Wei Dynasty. Whether it is the Four Swordsmen of the Northern Wei Dynasty or the Mingzhuer of the Great Wei Dynasty, they are all around the dragon body with scattered luck, and they will inevitably meet the fate of meeting in Luoyang in the end.

The dragon vein winds and turns for three thousand miles, guarding Guanshan in the east and Daxia in the west.These two places are where the dragon's claws are, fierce and merciless, separating the Great Xia Chess Palace and Dongguan Mountain from the territory of the Northern Wei Dynasty. The white-robed prince sits in the dragon's claws and controls Xiguan The Sixteen-Character Battalion has been suppressing the chess palace for 16 years with extremely tough methods, but Dongguan was caught by this greedy dragon's claws and lost its luck.

Finally came to this Wanggui mountain.

The finishing touch is also a magic touch to suppress the dragon head.

The purpose of the Northern Wei cavalry to destroy the Buddhist edge of the Wanggui Mountain was to crucify this black dragon that could take off at any time in the Great Wei Dynasty, and to suppress a head on this Wanggui Mountain.

In the northern Wei Dynasty, a floating world seal suppressed Luoyang, and a three-thousand-mile black dragon entrenched luck.

With such a great handwriting, it's no wonder that he can stand across the river from Qi Liang, who is in full swing.

This visualization picture is extremely profound and mysterious. If you look closely at the big picture, there are countless tiny details. If you can appreciate it slowly, you can feel the omnipresent momentum.

Can't tell clearly, the way is unknown, so I can only use one word to describe it.

That is momentum.

general trend.

The Northern Wei Dynasty wanted to compete for the world, with great ambitions, swallowed the world, and wanted to be the only overlord in the world.

The roar of the dragon was still in his ears, Yi Xiao ignored the lawless blue dragon, and squinted his eyes to comprehend that elusive sentiment.

A golden color slowly appeared in the pupils, and a lotus flower rose in the pupils.

Wu Liantong.

This is an extremely rare general trend of heaven and earth, with the ups and downs of the dragon veins, which is a great fortune for a country.

Among the six powerful domain meanings named after six Bodhisattvas in Buddhism, one of them is the general trend to the domain meaning.

Great Strength Bodhisattva, with one step, the six worlds vibrate, and the voice of heaven and earth is deafening.

The so-called general trend reaches the domain meaning, raise your feet and walk on the road, generate 500 billion brilliance, illuminate the whole body; sit cross-legged, vibrate the seven treasures, and spread the Buddha kingdom.

The enemy is unparalleled and domineering, able to capture the mind without making a move, shocking the soul and body with the power of the domain, this is the number one killing domain in Buddhism!
The white-robed old fox showed his mighty power, and the purple bamboo forest screamed wildly, shaking all the purple bamboo leaves on the ground, and every plant and tree within ten feet bent down and did not dare to look up.

The general trend is here, the general trend is here.

From deep to shallow, from big to small.

From a country, into a city, and finally into a person.

The whole country is dominated by one person, who is this person?
On the throne of Luoyang, there is a towering figure that is as motionless as a mountain.

His Highness had never seen that Emperor Wei before, but a figure appeared in his mind for no reason.

The dragon and the tiger are domineering.

Lord of a country.

Then deprive the whole figure, leaving only an artistic conception.

Domineering artistic conception, that is the general trend?
With one word, the six realms of heaven and earth shake?

Slowly rubbing in his heart, chewing slowly, Yi Xiao smashed these trivial thoughts bit by bit, and then asked and answered by himself.

His Highness chewed slowly, and slightly tapped his fingers on his knees.

Suddenly there is a tacit understanding.

It seems that there is a tiny invisible vibration transmitted from the fingertips, knocking on the kneecap, spreading finely and gently, the bones vibrate one after another, and finally there are continuous slight explosions from the spine.

The hair is creepy.

His Highness closed his eyes to feel the meaning of this domain, raised his fingertips slightly, and tapped his knees again and again, without slowing down.

Take it easy.

There is a method in Buddhism, which can make people absorb the six sense organs.

Eyes run to color, so close your eyes.The ears run up to the sound, so they close their ears.The root nature of the six roots is the original mind, and the intake of the six roots is followed by pure thoughts.

Yi Xiao realized something.

Raise the left hand, like holding a lotus flower, and bend the middle three fingers of the right hand, placing it in front of the chest.

A red lotus blooms on the chest.

It is for the general trend.

Intoxicated.

Finally looked up.

The little highness looked at the huge dragon head calmly.

The terrifying blue dragon still roared amidst the clouds and mists, but suddenly its pupils shrank slightly.

The boy in black stood up abruptly, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

The boy roared suddenly, like a lion roaring.

Amidst the bang, the clouds and mists of the Sun Moon Buddhist Altar were cleared away, and the sky and the earth continued to vibrate continuously.

The general trend is coming.

Earthquake!

The blue dragon was suddenly absorbed in his mind, retracted his neck, and dared not make a sound.

It's a pity that the comprehension of this Dao domain is still shallow, Yi Xiao shook his head, watching the cloud and mist cover the sky again, the shock slowly dissipated.

Then, the ferocious blue dragon roared more furiously than before, covering the whole world.

It sounded like thunder in Yi Xiao's ears.

His Highness covered his ears helplessly.

There were endless thunderbolts in my ears.

The evil dragon seemed ashamed that he was intimidated by the boy's lion's roar before, and now he fought back desperately.

His Royal Highness closed his eyes and was out of the world, contentedly enjoying the vibration slowly brewing in his heart from the great trend to the realm.

After the roar of the blue dragon gradually died down, His Highness slowly opened his eyes, instead of looking at the blue dragon with a sluggish expression, he continued to look at the grand scene in the world that spread three thousand miles in front of him.

What a picture of a Canglong carrying Wanggui Mountain and raising its head.

Wanggui Mountain suppresses the world like a moat.

This blue dragon, which is dormant in the northern land and absorbs countless merits, may be able to achieve enlightenment in just one day, lift up the clouds and soar, and achieve an immortal body.

"That Buddhist Bodhisattva's handwriting is so great." Yi Xiao couldn't help but sighed secretly, and said: "Although she is a woman, she can subdue a dragon and suppress a mountain gate, forcibly suppress a black dragon that can only fly up and crucify it to the ground, and make it into a dragon." A visualization."

Buddhist Bodhisattva, there is only one who is a woman in this world.

His Highness suddenly realized something, and stopped looking at the visualization of the ravine world.

His Highness turned around and looked up at the smiling Bodhisattva statue on the Sun Moon Buddha Altar.

The Bodhisattva statue has been devastated by the years, and tortured by knives and axes. The smile overlooking the people below the mountain is a bit vicissitudes, but the eyebrows and eyes are still lifelike, and they are still ethereal after thousands of years.

His Highness suddenly drew out the Fuqu sword, and inserted it into the ground of the altar in front of him.

He folded his hands on the hilt of the sword, staring at the Bodhisattva statue in a daze.

The Bodhisattva in white clothes was flying, smiling kindly, and picking up flowers and falling leaves.

As if stepping out of the body from a distant time and space, it really landed on the Sun Moon Buddha Altar.

Dressed in white clothes, not stained with dust, the face is holy and pure white, with a little cinnabar red between the eyebrows, dotted with snow.

She squatted down softly, as if the world didn't dare to get up.

Yi Xiao stared blankly at the Bodhisattva in white, completely unaware that the black dragon with its teeth and claws behind it had restrained its voice, flinched, and did not dare to raise its head and roar again.

The Bodhisattva in white looked at Yi Xiao with a soft face.

That pupil is full of everything, and once you take a look at it, you will be content with it and refuse to move your eyes away.

Then the Bodhisattva in white slowly stretched out a hand, and like an elder, it gently fell on the top of the little highness's head, and began to caress gently.

Yi Xiao's eyes were blank.

The scene changes instantly.

The surroundings are no longer the quiet Sun Moon Buddha Altar, but the dark night where the flames of war are raging.

Kill and fight, roar and roar!

Arrows streaked across the sky, burning the sky!
But in the turbulent and frenzied battlefield, the whole body fell into absolute silence.

Yi Xiao didn't dare to move an inch, her eyes were wide open and she didn't want to move her eyes.

He looked at this familiar and friendly face, enjoying the tenderness brought by the palm of his head every minute and every second.

He once remembered this scene clearly.

But he resolutely and ruthlessly placed this scene deep in his memory.

So he lost the only face and audio of the person closest to him in the world.

He stared blankly at the familiar face.

Tens of thousands of emotions rolled in my heart, churning in my throat like a knife.

His Highness choked up and opened his mouth.

"mother."

Just look at it.

The Bodhisattva in white seemed to have fallen into the mortal world, with a black wood hairpin on the back of his head, and a three-thirds of the world's fireworks on his face.

That year, Jiangnan Road ignited the most ferocious beacon in the world, and the woman in white never appeared again.

Yi Xiao doesn't want to recall the bitter memories of being a baby.

Countless martial arts gates in Jiangnan Road were razed to the ground, and the martial arts were all dead.

Until I was taken to Lanling City, that memory has been sealed in the deepest part of my memory.

Now my heart suddenly hurts.

sorrow and grief.

The plain white-clothed woman was peerless, her brows were no longer peaceful.

Murderous.

It's just that the hand she placed on top of her head was still gentle.

Like a spring breeze.

Next she's leaving.

Then she will never come back.

The white robe slowly raised his hand and got up.

The white clothes fluttered.

Sixteen years ago, His Highness did not extend that hand.

In the past 16 years, Yi Xiao has been used to living alone, reading books, scriptures, and talking to herself.But the person who was supposed to accompany him through the best 16 years of his life left him at the very beginning.

Of the three thousand sad things in the world, the most poisonous thing is regret.

In countless late nights, when he woke up from the dream of the figure of the woman in white who was going away resolutely, His Highness would always slowly chew on that taste.

Regret that I didn't extend my hand to stay.

So the white clothes are fragrant and the jade is gone.

16 years later, Yi Xiao raised her hand tremblingly, trying to grab a corner of her clothes.

But he didn't catch it.

The white-clothed boy backed away slowly, looking at the black-clothed boy with a smile on his face.

The black-clothed boy used both hands and feet, but he could never catch up with the white clothes that were floating away.

Finally he pleaded with tears.

"Mom, don't go, okay?"

(End of this chapter)