Fu Canglu

Chapter 181 Stone Stele
Buddha's remains ([-])

"When the red moon descends on this land, the dark night will not be the only destination.

There are life and death in the world, and the six realms of reincarnation never end.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the root of all suffering, so everyone wants to live forever.

Eternal life, I bestow upon you! "

Scarlet stele.

On the stone tablet, from top to bottom, exquisite and ancient Sanskrit characters are engraved vividly.

Yi Xiao stretched out his finger, gently rubbed the ancient stone tablet, raised his head, and read out the inscription in a murmur.

Until the last "eternal life. I, give you!"

The voice stopped abruptly, and His Highness knocked on the head with a little pain.

The fluctuations in space transmission are extremely large, shaking in the limbs and bones, and finally transmitted to the head, and now there is still a faint headache.

Where is this place?
Yi Xiao suddenly thought of this question, and raised his head subconsciously, surrounded by a vast mist, and in the mist, there was nothing to use except this scarlet red stone tablet as bright as blood.

"The lotus blossoms!"

His Highness slowly closed his eyes, and then slowly opened them.

The feeling of clearing everything before my eyes did not appear, and it was still a vast expanse of whiteness.

"Has the lotus phase lost its effect?" His Highness squinted his eyes, the state of losing sight in front of him still hasn't improved, and he got nothing but this stone tablet.

And the most important point.

Wei Lingshan lost touch with him.

Yi Xiao took a deep breath, trying to recall the scene after being teleported with Wei Lingshan.

Memory is a bit messy.

The lotus platform with green curtains. The child in red slays himself. After that, the space fluctuates and is pitch black.

And the only thing I can remember is that before Wei Lingshan left, he held the purple hairpin that had been broken by Zishan Xuanshang's Yuyuan force in his hand.

Yi Xiao took a deep breath, and turned his gaze back to the vermilion stele.

He stretched out a hand, slowly stroked the writing on the scarlet stone tablet, and murmured: "It's not sunken, it doesn't look like it was carved."

He tried to pick up Fu Qu from his waist. The demon sword seemed to have lost its spirituality, and could no longer move according to his will.

The little majesty found that his Yuanli was empty, like a dry marsh, unable to use Yuanli, he could only use Qi and blood to force the tip of the sword, and use the edge of the sword to reach the stone tablet.

In the case of the dragon and snake phase and the lotus plant being closed to each other, even though His Royal Highness drove the energy and blood of the adjacent little King Kong's body, the sword edge of the lotus could not leave a single trace on the vermilion stone tablet.

Seeing this, Yi Xiao frowned and said, "How did the scarlet writing on such a hard stone tablet get rubbed?"

The little highness, who was destined not to get an answer, let go of the energy and blood pouring into Fu Que, and walked around behind the scarlet stone tablet silently.

The back of such a stone tablet is not red, but a neat black stone with clear texture.

Yi Xiao stretched out his hand, and when he touched the black stone with the broken back and the surface of the scarlet stele, his pupils shrank slightly.

"This is... cut off?"

Where is the other half of the stele?

His Highness squatted down and picked up some soil on the ground.

Slightly moist.

Yi Xiao looked at the wet soil between his fingers, slowly stretched out his fingers to crush it, and then stood up thoughtfully.

He didn't rush forward in a certain direction, but calculated silently in his heart.

"The environment here is very strange, the fog is thick, the lotus plant and the dragon and snake are all crushed to death, I can't use the power, it should be the Buddha skeleton."

His Highness looked around and murmured: "Since I have come to Foku, Wei Lingshan should have come here too, so is she in a place far away from me now, or very close?"

Yi Xiao took a deep breath, his blood surging, and he spoke suddenly.

The dragon roars and the tiger roars!

This long howl was extremely powerful, piercing through the fog and spreading rapidly.

His Highness frowned, closed his eyes and listened quietly.

"No reply?"

He slowly opened his eyes and shook his head.

It seems that the distance between Wei Lingshan and Wei Lingshan is not close, otherwise such a long howl can only be exchanged for a little response.

Yi Xiao specially chose the side with the back facing the inscription on the vermilion stone tablet to set off. Before leaving, she squatted down and took out a wisp of sword imprinted in the soil under the vermilion stone tablet.

Under such a thick fog that can cover his sight, Yi Xiao has already lost the vitality in his body, so he can only rely on the most primitive method to avoid getting lost, and the little majesty took Fu Qu to carve the sword seal all the way, and spent about an hour in mental arithmetic , the fog gradually dispersed.

Yi Xiao murmured: "Not only has the consumption of energy increased, but also the physique has been reduced."

After embarking on the journey of cultivation, Yi Xiao's need for food has begun to decrease, and body refiners have gradually reduced their terrifying food intake after passing through the initial stage of needing a lot of spiritual energy.

Practitioners with the physique of the Great Vajra are even rumored to be miraculous. It is said that they can be regarded as half a living god of bigu. Relying on the boundless power of Qi and blood in their bodies, they can not eat or drink for several months.

Only a great body refiner has such a tenacious vitality.

The mist gradually dispersed.

His Highness saw clearly what kind of scene was in front of him.

It's not as gloomy as imagined, and it doesn't even look like what I think at all.

"Six Buddhas' Skeletons", the most terrifying prison in Luoyang, has imprisoned many old antiques from the great families of the Eight Great Kingdoms period, and there are many old monsters with half-step master cultivation.

Yi Xiao witnessed the white-robed old fox attack several times with his own eyes. Whether it was raising his hand to collapse the Luoyang Fenghou Mansion, or crushing the Lord of the Northern Wei Dynasty Senluo Dao with one enemy and five, it was not enough to truly measure the horror of the half-step master realm.

Luoyang Zizhulin, the man from the Zhong family who was frightened away by the old fox in white robes carrying the red coffin, took off his jade wrench finger, and with just one punch, he beat the young evildoer who exposed Xuanwu's body to the brink of death .

Yi Xiao really saw the horror of this realm.

As for the remains of the Six Paths Buddha, where several terrifying old monsters were imprisoned, after the fog cleared, there seemed to be no scene of blood flowing into rivers.

In front of you is a very wide river.

The thick and thick fog used this as the boundary, Yi Xiao subconsciously turned around and looked behind him, but in the thick fog, he still couldn't see clearly.

Yi Xiao walked along the bank of this extremely vast river, and along the way, he still burned traces with Fu Qu sword energy to prevent himself from going the wrong way.

And the little Highness's luck has always been good, and after a while, a vague silhouette across the two sides of the strait has already appeared in front of his eyes.

Yi Xiao looked at the blurry shadow of the bridge running through the river, and when he got closer, he suddenly found such a bridge running through both sides of the river, and there was a terrifying figure standing in front of the bridge!

The figure sat in front of the bridge.

His face was still blurred, his flesh and blood had been weathered, and after the traces of the years faded away, only the dead bones left behind the black robe remained.

Such a dry bone maintained the movement of supporting its jaw with both hands, and its empty eyes seemed to be still in a state of thinking.

In front of him, there are black and white chess pieces.

The black and white chess pieces have all been washed away by countless years, and they are sunken on the ground at this moment.

Make up a word.

guard.

"Wei" Yi Xiao squatted down, lowered his head, looked at such an illogical chessboard, it seemed that there was only such a word of information left, and what the owner of the chessboard was thinking before his death had already been No way of knowing.

His Highness raised his head again, and suddenly met the empty and dark eyes of the withered head.

In an instant, a strong wind blew up on the river bank, and the black robe shook.

The face of the skeleton was blown by the wind, and the flesh and blood quickly pieced together. A face with sharp edges and corners flowed backwards and condensed inconceivably, vividly.

The skeleton under the black robe has turned into a man.

He blinked and smiled lightly: "Hey, later, remember my name."

He opened his mouth softly and said three words.

卫.
The black robe exploded suddenly, and crimson blood spurted out, and a scarlet splash splashed in front of Yi Xiao in an instant, and the boundless heat flowed away in an instant.

The scarlet flame suddenly bloomed!

A pair of pupils suddenly opened in the dark night!

Big red!scarlet!Bloody red!
His Highness retreated abruptly.

He backed up on all fours, and finally fell heavily to the ground, his eyes fixed on the skeleton under the black robe.

There was peace restored.

The black robe swayed, seemingly making a silent laugh.

The dry bone still maintained the movement of supporting his jaw with both hands, but the strong wind shook his skull a little, and now it is slightly tilted, like a mockery.

Hey, later ones, remember my name.

Remember?

Yi Xiao was covered in cold sweat, and it was difficult to breathe calmly.

The moment they looked at each other, it was like being on fire, but the eyes were red, like being in hell.

What kind of person was this man who was sitting in front of the bridge and turned into a skeleton?Why would he sit in front of the bridge, the chess pieces in front of his knees. The word Wei was pieced together.

His little Highness had a terrible headache, and he could only vaguely remember the three words he said when he raised his head and looked at the resurrected flesh and blood man.

The first character is his surname and his surname is Wei!
How could such a man be an unknown person during his lifetime?
"Chess Master Surnamed Wei"

But Yi Xiao racked his brains and poured out all the memories of chess masters in Zhu Lianxiang, and no matter how he looked through it, it was a very coincidence that there was no great chess master surnamed Wei in history!
There is not a single face that overlaps with the man's resurrection.

Such a man died without a name?

"Six Paths of Buddha."

"Six Paths of Buddha."

What is this place?
His Highness had a bitter throat, raised his head, and looked at the long bridge leading to the other side of the river.

Want to step on that bridge?
What's on the other side of the bridge?
(End of this chapter)