Fu Canglu

Chapter 191 Old Fox

Buddha Relics ([-])

Yi Xiao looked at the bald monk in a big white robe in front of him. The monk had a handsome face, holding a bracelet of 36 red Buddhist beads, but one mother-of-pearl was missing, and the other hand raised his arm to hold a wine pot. The red rope was hanging down, and the snow-white peach wood wine pot Half hung in the air.

His Highness smiled and said, "Liu Baichan."

The bald monk in white robe was slightly taken aback, and said, "Do you recognize me?"

The little highness who verified his conjecture nodded with a smile, and said, "Then...was the 'Honorable' sent you here?"

The bald monk in white robe was startled again.

Yi Xiao's face was calm, he took a step back calmly, and said inwardly: "The jade-carved man in the red shirt, the masked violinist, these people who still have cultivation in the Buddha's remains are obviously different from those townspeople who are asleep. And Wei Haoran, Zhong Tiandao, Qin Xiutu, and Su Hongyue, the white-robed old fox's companions in his youth, can just correspond to one of them!"

Mo Zhuan Zhong's family, the carving knife of the man in the red shirt is the Zhong family's round knife style, which vaguely echoes the former friend of the old fox in white robe named Zhong Tiandao!
And in the painting of the masked luthier, the mute girl Shuiyue, she sits on a red coffin, her face is covered by a white gauze, but she has red sleeves, which is no different from Master Su from Tiansu Tower!

Zhong Tiandao and Su Hongyue.

And the handsome monk in white robe standing in front of Yi Xiao's face at this moment, looking bewildered, is Liu Chanqi when he was young!
Yi Xiao squinted her eyes, thinking of the rumors that when Luoyang was established as the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the white-robed old fox was cut off by the master of the purple shirt on that day, and the red lotus palm print was cut off, and his body was abandoned in Qijiang!
The white-robed old fox was supposed to be a person who deserved to die!
And these people who should have died were reborn in the Buddha's bones, and even returned to their youthful appearance. Even in a small world, it is extremely difficult to use the power of the soul to fabricate creatures. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a "immortal method". The person in charge behind the scenes of the Buddha's bones, the "supreme", or the Zishan great master who has already made Yi Xiao suspicious, did not hesitate to spend such a big price , what is it for?
Buddha of the Six Paths
Six ways?

thought suddenly
Yi Xiao retreated violently, a strong wind hit him in front of him, thunder struck on the spot, and a huge crater burst out, and a white robe in the center of the crater was not stained with dust, and it settled down suddenly.

The handsome monk in white robe still looked half-drunk and half-awake, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said softly, "How do you know me?"

The little highness, who was able to escape the thunderbolt by running all the energy and blood, swept back, spread his wings like a big bird, squatted under the eaves, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

His Highness has been thinking, what kind of power does the "Honorable One" who controls the bones of the Buddha of the Six Paths have?
Your Majesty is undoubtedly the maker of the rules, but he cannot tamper with the rules as he pleases, which has been exposed before.

And if it is this lord, he can use everyone in the Buddha skeleton as a pawn in his own illusion and move around at will. Why did he spend a lot of time sending the "masked luthier" pawn just to take away the dumb Female?
If Fo Hai is a chess game, the so-called "Zunshang" is undoubtedly one of the chess players. No matter how powerful he is, he must abide by the rules of the chess game.

Moving powerful combat power out of thin air, this has broken the rules.

"It was done by an outsider"

Yi Xiao murmured: "This person is not 'Your Majesty'."

The handsome monk in white robe stood quietly in the huge pit, with a calm face, he raised his head to look at the boy in black on the eaves.

He was waiting for Yi Xiao's answer.

Yi Xiao suddenly smiled and said, "Liu Baichan, not only do I know you. I also know that lord!"

The handsome monk in white robe raised his hand and pulled out the mahogany jug, took a sip, then frowned and said, "Do you know 'Your Majesty'?"

His Highness smiled and nodded, "It's the one on the second floor."

The young Liu Baichan remained calm, as if he was thinking about something.

Yi Xiao narrowed his eyes.

From the perspective of the masked luthier, that outsider can control the chess pieces, and even give orders to the extremely powerful chess pieces in the Buddha skeleton, such as "take away the dumb girl", or "lead yourself into the illusion of sudden enlightenment" .

However, this chess piece that appeared out of thin air for the second time was obviously insufficiently prepared!

The handsome monk in white robes was not in a hurry to act, and even so far, he still didn't take any action!

The outsider who is in charge of the chess pieces should have some kind of means to peep into everything in the Buddha's skeleton and make corresponding control measures from the outside world.

It's a pity that Liu Baichan, a young man in a white robe, was still governed by his own consciousness before accepting the orders of the chess master who stood outside the game.

And it was the conversation just now that made Yi Xiao confirm that the "Honorable One" among the Buddha skeletons was on the second floor!

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, a piece of eaves was lifted one after another like a thunderbolt, a ghostly figure in black with toes dotted back continuously, and a series of black tiles in front of him exploded continuously, as if being forcibly lifted up by someone, undulating like a dragon's spine!
Yi Xiao's face was calm, the rudimentary form of the field of kendo was brewing in the flowers, the killing intent spread vertically and horizontally, and a sword point in front of him stopped the tendency of the black tiles to explode.

Unknowingly, I had retreated more than ten feet, and on the other side of the ten feet, the white-robed monk was standing on the eaves with his bare feet, and a long and shocking trace spread vertically and horizontally on the soles of his feet.

Liu Baichan, a young man in white robes, looked at the boy in black with a calm expression, and once again exerted strength on the soles of his feet, the power of a dragon and an elephant came out vastly, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, unable to move an inch under that monster long sword.

"Field of swordsmanship?" The young monk said softly, "What a strong killing intent."

Then he raised his arm with his right hand, palmed compassionately in front of his chest, and the 36 missing red beads began to spin rapidly in his palm, turning into a sea of ​​red.

He said softly: "Then let the poor monk come to save you."

The little Highness's temples were flying wildly, with a light smile at the moment, he said loudly: "Liu Baichan, do you know why a Buddhist bead is missing in your palm?"

The white-robed monk remained indifferent, closed his eyes and turned the 36 missing big red Buddhist beads in his palm like flying, a golden Buddhist energy and blood flowed out from his chest, even overflowing.

Buddhism cultivates the body, and this string of red Buddhist beads is a holy weapon for nourishing the soul, cast out, once sacrificed, it will be an evil spirit, and it will be wiped out in ashes!
"go."

Liu Baichan in the white robe suddenly opened his eyes, and the Buddhist beads in his palm glowed red, shining like glass, illuminating the dark sky of Sunset Town.

On the other side of the eaves, the man in the black robe turned the blade of the sword, advancing instead of retreating, exerting force on the soles of his feet, bursting out with great momentum, and handed out a sword against the red light!
The murderous intent of the sword melted away inch by inch, but Yi Xiao's face remained unchanged, and he took three steps forward under the heavy pressure. The Fuqu sword jingled, like gold and iron, it was difficult to save it, and it arrived at the sacred weapon of Buddhism. However, one of the 36 big red Buddha bead bracelets has a vacant mother bead position.

In the field of kendo overflowing with killing intentions, a mother bead was hung on the edge of Fu Qu's sword, and it happened to be at the position of the mother bead missing one of the 36.

Can see perfection.

When Wangguishan was on his way, the white-robed old fox once took off his favorite Buddhist bracelet and gave it to himself, and these eighteen Buddhist red beads were exactly the same as the 36 missing red beads in the palm of the young Liu Baichan at this moment!
The white-robed old fox matched it with a Buddhist holy artifact that had been split into two!

"It was a plan to hide the sky and cross the sea, and the clothes were seamless." Yi Xiao smiled and said, "It's a pity that I happen to have a mother pearl here, which will send you to Consummation, and you will see the cause and effect."

That honor made a wrong move.

Yi Xiao didn't have a clue when he entered the Buddha's skeleton, until the setting sun and eternal night came.

If Wei Haoran in front of the bridge hadn't handed over the amputated phalanx and left these messages, His Royal Highness would never have imagined that the person sitting in the Buddha's skeleton was actually the former partner of the white-robed old fox!

Ready to go, just waiting for an opportunity.

The ancient painting on the wall of the mute girl Shuiyue has already made Yi Xiao sure that her thoughts are all right.

How to find this opportunity?
Yi Xiao has been probing.

Step by step.

And what I said to myself under the big red moon was to test the existence outside of the Buddha's bones. Unsurprisingly, outside of the Buddha's bones, there were so-called outsiders who could control the chess pieces!

As for the "Honorable One", as to whether he had the ambition to devour the entire Buddha's remains, or what his original intention was, there are so many speculations, and it is only Yi Xiao's idea to say it in a deliberate tone. Probing, as for the truth, Yi Xiao can only guess a little bit.

It's a pity that judging from the reaction of the outsider, it seems that there is not much mistake in his guess.

When the game is uncertain, the offensive and defensive positions are changed.

When the outsider's pawn fell, and the white-robed monk's pawn fell, it was already an opportunity to switch between offense and defense.

Yi Xiao said softly: "You don't have a memory, so I will give you a memory."

"A complete, genuine, memory that belongs to Liu Chanqi, not Liu Baichan!"

The mother bead suddenly bloomed with red holy light several times larger, inside a lotus sea ups and downs, a ray of spiritual power that had been stored for many years by the white-robed old fox quietly came out at this moment, slowly but firmly merged into the 35 big red beads, Integrate that memory that has been dusted for many years intact, and finally spread to the arms of the white-robed monk, and pass it on!
The handsome monk in white robe frowned slightly, and subconsciously wanted to throw out the string of Buddhist beads, and the powerful force of the Fuqu sword burst out, and under the squeeze, the power of the soul penetrated in.

His face became slightly perplexed.

Then the eyes are complicated.

He immediately closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged.

After a while, the handsome monk in white robe slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear.

With a hint of playful slyness.

And this slyness is exactly the fox look that Yi Xiao is all too familiar with.

The soul of the white-robed old fox subconsciously looked at his skin, touched his cheekbones, and finally smiled at the little Highness: "How is it? Am I right?"

Yi Xiao showed helplessness, she didn't bother to pay attention to this guy, and said lightly: "It's my credit for letting you keep your secret."

The white-robed old fox blew his beard and stared, "Who asked you this?"

Yi Xiao was startled.

"I'm asking you, was I handsome when I was young?" The white-robed old fox rubbed his cheek and refused to let go, and said, "Look at this delicate skin and tender flesh. It's really not blowing!"

(End of this chapter)