Fu Canglu

Chapter 126
The fireworks in the three-thousand-mile world exploded in an instant, the earth trembled, and five dragon claws protruded from the ground, shattering the void, and a huge body that covered the sky and the sun covered the moon.

The Sun Moon Buddha Altar was pitch black.

The old dragon let out a long roar, and boundless red flames burned in its two huge star-like eyes.

The sky trembled!

His Royal Highness watched the terrifying body so huge that it could cover the sky rise into the sky. It was golden all over, and its five dragon claws grasped the sky and the earth, perched on the top of the sky, majestic and fierce!

The real dragon above the Sun Moon Buddhist Altar lowered its head slightly, looking down at the Wanggui Mountain under its claws.

The voice was cold and cold.

"Bodhisattva, you are so merciful and willing to save all living beings, why don't you want to save me?"

The old dragon slowly closed his eyes with compassion on his face.

A huge black shadow was entrenched in the sky, and two star-like pupils closed.

The whole world fell into darkness and silence.

Then the two burning golden pupils opened again, and His Highness was in a trance for a moment, as if a pair of huge golden pupils opened in his heart.

"boom!"

Flying sand and stone!

Hoarse and deep roar: "Fomen! Buddhism!!!"

Sparks lit up in the dark night of the world, attracted by this dragon body at this moment, they kept gathering in the eyes, and the golden color in the huge dragon pupil became more and more intense.

The old dragon asked condescendingly.

"Do you know how many people are looking forward to the destruction of Buddhism!"

Three thousand miles in the world, fireworks go straight into the sky.

This is the fragmented luck of Buddhism being crushed by the iron cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty. At this moment, it has entered the eyes of this old dragon, so those eyes are extremely dazzling, blooming with dazzling brilliance like a big sun.

His Highness looked at the two big suns, his eyes were jerky, and tears flowed unconsciously.

The old dragon stretched out five dragon claws.

One dragon claw grasps Wanggui Mountain, and the other four dragon claws point to the sky and the earth, holding the four directions of east, west, north, south.

The girl in black on the edge of the Sun Moon Buddhist Altar was silent.

The luck from the four directions was absorbed by this old dragon and filled the dragon's body to contribute to the destruction of Buddha.

At the beginning, it was like a stream, then it was like a river, and finally it rushed back and forth inside the dragon body, surging like a sea.

Exterminate Buddha.

Exterminate Buddha.

The old dragon roared angrily: "Have you seen that, the whole world will destroy Buddha!"

On the chest of the girl in black, there was an extremely dark light cluster.

She slowly dipped her hands into the black light ball, the light of that pitch-black light ball was extremely soft.

This is the product of the fusion of the sunlight realm and the moonlight realm, an unprecedented horror realm.

Yi Xiaoan didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, her short hair was dancing wildly on her shoulders, but at this moment she suddenly became quiet.

She took a step slowly and stepped out of the top of Wanggui Mountain.

Below is a vast void.

But the black robe appeared above the head of the huge golden dragon in an instant.

Then she gently pulled out both hands, and pulled the black ball of light into two halves.

There is white in black, and black in white.

Black and white blend.

Then the two hands fell extremely slowly but firmly.

The light group formed by the fusion of black and white colors slowly spread out in the girl's hands, crossing all spatial barriers.

Those hands landed on top of the giant golden dragon's head.

The black and white light group is extremely gentle, but the energy contained in it is palpitating.

This is a realm created by the fusion of two strongest realm realms.

How terrifying is it?
The old dragon didn't even have time to look up.

The huge golden dragon's head opened a huge hole like melting ice and snow.

Not a single drop of blood spattered, not a single howl of pain came out.

The furious golden dragon entrenched for three thousand miles just stopped.

The two huge pupils slowly lost their expression.

Two huge stars burning with flames slowly dissipated their light.

Then the torso that shrouded the sky began to collapse, and the Boundless Luck disbanded abruptly, stirring around from the dragon's body, about to return to the earth.

at the same time
"Crack" sound.

The statue of the Bodhisattva on the Sun Moon Buddha Altar began to collapse, and an ancient piece of stone was peeled off from its face, and then there were continuous and subtle noises all over the body, cracks appeared on the fingers and the entire arm, and they fell on the ground of the Buddha Altar.

The girl in black didn't turn her head to look at her statue that was about to collapse, but turned her head and looked silently at the spark luck that was about to return to the earth.

She spoke softly.

"Don't go."

So the three thousand miles of fireworks suddenly quieted down.

The girl in black pulled out her slender white hands that were immersed in the black and white light clusters.

A struggling pocket-sized golden dragon kept twisting in his hands, unable to break free from the cage of Bai Xian's ten fingers.

The girl in black said lightly to herself: "You said that you have guarded the gate of Buddhism for 1000 years and devoted countless efforts to Buddhism?"

"In the past 1000 years, how many times have you swallowed the luck of Buddhism privately, and how many times have you had evil thoughts? When the iron cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty set foot on Wanggui Mountain, you did not stop it, but instead fueled the flames and wanted to destroy my Dharma. This is regarded as guarding the mountain for Buddhism. ?”

The pocket golden dragon struggled and roared, but unfortunately the sound was so small that it could hardly be heard.

The girl in black was indifferent, and then spoke lightly.

"You said that I would peel your skin, squeeze your muscles and bones, and take away your luck to become a fairy?"

"1000 years ago, you brought disaster to the world, devoured tens of millions of people, and wiped out a city. Have you ever thought about how many murders you caused by your so-called opportunity to become a fairy? I will peel your skin and make a lotus drum to clear your karma; Your muscles and bones, cast nine thousand and nine hundred steps of the Buddha, grounded in the dragon energy, and pave the way for you; I want you to guard the mountain for 1000 years, purify your heart, and be able to successfully achieve the position of a true dragon."

"You said that I saved the world, but I never saved you."

The girl in black looked at the little golden dragon in her hand that was gradually giving up struggling, and asked softly, "Say it yourself, when will I not be in Purdue you?"

The small body of the golden dragon was shocked, raised its flat head, and looked blankly.

"If you want to destroy the Buddha, I don't blame you, and I won't kill you." The girl in black said lightly, "But I only keep your soul. If you want to become a real dragon, it depends on your good luck."

The golden dragon bowed its head obediently, restrained its fierceness, and shrank into a ball.

"If you want to become enlightened, you have to cultivate back your skin, muscles, tendons, bones, qi, blood, three souls and seven souls." The Bodhisattva said slowly, "The lotus drum is in the Putuo Fairy Mountain in Tianjihai. The steps are in Wanggui Mountain, this is your old dragon bone; as for your blood essence, I only know that the overlord of Xichu took your dragon blood essence and blood, and the method is very clever, and now I don't know what your blood essence is. Where it is, you can only find it by yourself.”

"These three things are blood, blood and bones, now let's pay back your muscles and bones first."

The girl in black suddenly turned her head and pointed at Wangguishan.

The entire Wanggui Mountain trembled, and the [-] holy steps bloomed in great light. They were separated from the mountain, slowly shrank, and inserted into the golden dragon held by the girl in black.

The golden dragon squinted its eyes, and seemed to be enjoying the return of the keel at the spine, and the blood in its body followed the circulation of the keel, and began to circulate blood.

"Whether you are mean by nature or vicious and sinister, I want you to be a Hidden Dragon, obediently restrain your temper, and walk the world with this girl." The Bodhisattva's voice was extremely soft, almost muttering: "I want to cultivate back the three souls. Qipo, following her will save you a thousand times the effort."

The golden dragon looked blankly at the girl in black.

"I never force others." She let go of her hands, letting the young golden dragon float in the air, and said, "You can leave now, but it's up to you whether you want to follow her or not. You have guarded 1000 years for Buddhism." Nianshan Gate, now that your merits and demerits are balanced, you are already free. It is your choice to go to the Tianji Sea to find the lotus drum, or to travel the world to find your own blood pool."

Buddhism sees fate and points.

The Bodhisattva no longer paid any attention to the struggling young golden dragon floating in the air, looked back at his almost collapsed Dharma form, and silently moved his gaze to the three-thousand-mile land.

She looked at the three thousand miles of fireworks in the world that she forcibly retained.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Buddhism is very particular about fate, and these sparks are the luck of being scattered and nowhere to go after the defeat of Buddhism, and one day they will be picked up by the so-called predestined people.

The Bodhisattva remained silent, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

In the days when Buddhism ruled the land 1000 years ago, luck was tens of thousands of times higher than this, and it could really start a prairie fire.

Unfortunately.

Time is ruthless, no matter how powerful people are, they will die of old age, and no matter how powerful a dynasty is, it will also decline and perish.

The three religions of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism are nothing but relics of dust.

There is still a secret technique in Buddhism, if you cultivate to the Bodhisattva state, you can retain a little personality, seal up your memory and reincarnate, and leave a fire for Buddhism.Even so, it was only a few decades later than the defeat of the Taoist sect, and it was inevitable after all.

The Bodhisattva raised his brows slightly as he looked at the sparks that lit up the sky.

These fortunes are uncertain, and at this moment she can hold her in her arms with one hand.

Then add all these fireworks-like luck to one body to create a body with great luck.

Compete for the great world together, fight side by side, and directly cast a monstrous evildoer for Buddhism.

She lowered her head to look at the body possessed by her spirit, which had Buddha bones and Buddha heart.

The only thing missing is some buddhism.

"It's still a rare medicinal spirit," the bodhisattva muttered to himself, and smiled softly.

How to choose?

Sun Moon Buddha Altar.

The white-robed old fox looked at the black-clothed girl floating in the air.

His Highness said slightly perplexed: "Is this Bodhisattva trying to stop these luck?"

The white-robed old fox thought for a while, and said: "It should be shot. These lucks belong to the Buddhist sect, they were swallowed by this old dragon privately, and now they reappear in the world, so they should be taken back."

"And" Liu Chanqi raised his head and looked at the scene where the three thousand miles of fireworks ignited the world. He was a little shocked, and murmured: "The addition of luck to the body may directly bring about the birth of a monster. No one can do it." Can't resist this temptation?"

The Bodhisattva did not think for long.

She smiled lightly.

The sparks all over the sky trembled and fluttered slightly.

Then the black sleeves flicked, and the light voice of the girl in black sounded.

"Since I lack a little bit of Buddha's fate, I will take a little bit of Buddha's fate."

A little spark was picked up by the slender white hands like a flower, and dipped in the center of the eyebrows.

That little spark of Buddha's fate is like a faint ray of fire, which is insignificant in the vast spark of the galaxy.

Melts in one touch.

Then she waved her black sleeve lightly.

Flicking his sleeves to the sky full of stars.

It seems to be saying goodbye to the Buddhist gate 1000 years ago, which was surrounded by incense.

"It's all gone."

(End of this chapter)