Fu Canglu

Chapter 221 Stay Here
Wei Haoran in the black robe still sat cross-legged, but the ink color of his black robe began to fade.

As if there is a splashed ink painting behind it.

And he gradually wants to blend into the painting.

"That Bodhisattva has already opened the passage between here and the world."

Wei Haoran smiled and said, "I won."

After a lapse of 30 years, the game finally came to a foregone conclusion.

This man with outstanding chess skills but who has always been unknown in the history books put his whole life's effort into today's game.

It's just that at this moment, Wei Haoran's eyes in black robe are a bit complicated.

He murmured, "It's okay to say that I shirk responsibility, or that I'm scared and afraid."

He chose to drag it to that Bodhisattva, and then handed over the heavy burden that he had resisted for 30 years to that Bodhisattva.

Perhaps 30 years ago, Wei Haoran, who felt powerless to change the morals of the world, was no longer high-spirited when he traveled to the Eight Great Nations.

In front of Cangsheng, who can be high-spirited?

"I can't change the world. But someone can."

Wei Haoran gently moved his fingers on his knees, and slowly closed his eyes.

Eyes, nose, nose, heart.

"Bodhisattva, I will leave it to you."

His black robe fluttered like ink, hunting, and then completely fell into chaos, and the light of the six rounds of light dimmed, just like the lights went out when he was leaving the stage.

The "Six Paths" 30 years ago has completely withdrawn from the stage of history today.

The crimson moonlight of the Buddha's skeleton was swept away.

Finally having the opportunity to turn his back, the purple-robed Great Master raised his head and looked at the light that had already occupied half of the sky.

Yong Ye was expelled.

The light in the world is somewhat dazzling.

Xuan Shangyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and stretched out a hand to block the light.

He suddenly thought of a very ironic thing.

When was the last time I saw the sunshine in the world?

He found that he couldn't think of the exact time.

Xuan Shangyu's voice was a little lost and a little sad for no reason.

"So it's been so long."

That pillar of human light rises from the end of the Styx.

Countless rays of light illuminated the pitch-black Styx River instantly, and countless crystal clear bubbles rose up, illuminating the black-clothed boy and white-clothed girl sitting on the rock at the bottom of the river.

Under the sunlight, the Styx River faded its pitch-black color in an instant, like an ink tank being washed.

In an instant the sun spreads

Yi Xiao subconsciously stopped combing the hair of the people around her.

The girl's complexion, which was originally snow-white like glass, was illuminated to be as holy as a lotus flower.

"The channel of the world is opened."

His Highness slowly inserted the purple hairpin for Wei Lingshan, and murmured: "It's time."

When the sunlight washed over the Styx, a huge figure began to twist.

The vertical pupil of the huge dragonfinch came into contact with the fierce and fiery light in the Styx, and fell into a brief blindness.

Then a figure of a boy in black appeared in front of its vertical pupils instantly.

Yi Xiao brushed her right hand across her waist, entangled with flowers.

"Hey~~~"

Top down.

A line of blood emerged, soaking in the incomparably clear Styx at the moment, and the faded river water was like dripping red ink.

His Highness in black held Wei Lingshan's slender white hand.

Amidst the fiery roar of the dragon sparrow, the water of the Styx River began to heat up significantly, and countless steam rose up, vaporizing together with a large amount of blood.

Yi Xiao moved gently, took her hand, and gently stuffed her into the vertical pupil.

His Royal Highness said softly: "Go back. When the dragon sparrow regains consciousness, there will be no such a good opportunity."

The dazed Wei Lingshan paused slightly.

She looked up at Yi Xiao.

"It's safe." Yi Xiao sensed the other party's unwillingness to let go, her tone paused slightly, half relaxed and half comforting: "It's very safe, I'll wait for you here."

She still refused to let go, her eyes were stubborn and clear.

"I'm really scared of you."

Yi Xiao sighed slightly, she had absolutely nothing to do with this girl's soul.

He suddenly had a bold idea.

His Highness leaned forward, gently pulled Wei Lingshan's soft figure, and slightly touched his soft red lips.

soft.

warm.

Like the sweetest candy in the world, fragrant and memorable.

Score at the touch of a button.

Yi Xiao still raised her head, looking at the girl in front of her who was still in a daze, she couldn't help but said with a smile: "Hey, you took advantage of it, why don't you go back?"

Wei Lingshan, whose pretty face was slightly flushed, subconsciously let go of Yi Xiao's five-fingered hand.

This ray of soul was instantly sucked into the dragon bird.

The soul of that huge dragon sparrow began to twist, and even its body trembled. The crimson feathers swept across the Styx River, stirring up a vast storm, and the entire Styx River fell into a rage.

At the same time, a wisp of green robe fell into the Styx River along with the sunlight.

The little monk Qingshi said with a smile: "How is your highness?"

Before Yi Xiao could speak, Qingshi teased, "It must be great to have the Pearl of the Northern Wei Dynasty as a confidante."

The little Highness said slightly annoyed: "What a fart, I only have to burn incense and worship Buddha now."

The little monk touched his bald forehead at this moment, and said in a little perplexity: "What is the meaning of this?"

"It will be Wei Lingshan who will wake up later, so everything is fine, at most he will be covered with two scabbards from Qi Yu." Yi Xiao said with a sad face: "The one who will wake up later will be the murderous maniac from ancient times, I am afraid he will be raptured Chase and kill hundreds of thousands of miles with the sword."

The little monk Qingshi didn't understand very well, so he asked tentatively, "Is it because of a kiss?"

Yi Xiao sighed and said, "Have you seen it all?"

Qingshi, who could see clearly in the passageway of the world, groped his head indifferently.

"Then you can't eat and walk around." The little highness shrugged and said: "It doesn't matter if you are a Bodhisattva or a Buddha, there are some truths, and someone has to teach you. I won't talk about this truth for now, you will be beaten later, you I will understand naturally."

I don't really understand, but I vaguely figured out that some of the little monks in Qingshi looked a little embarrassed.

He clasped his hands together, bowed respectfully to the gigantic sparrow twisting in the Styx River, and said earnestly, "Don't look at evil. I know I'm wrong."

His Highness couldn't help smiling.

"Stupid monk, are you really stupid or fake?" Yi Xiao couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "That soul is obviously not yet enlightened, how could it remember what happened just now? The demon kings are born with indifferent personalities, and they don't care about the affairs of the world."

His Highness noticed Qingshi's obviously solemn expression looking behind him.

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.

The movement of the twisting water lines in the River Styx also became smaller and smaller.

From the corner of Yi Xiao's eyes, he saw the huge dragonfinch's body shrinking, shrinking again.

Finally, it seems to condense into a graceful human form.

Yi Xiao's voice stopped completely.

The familiar lacquer yu had arrived at the back of his heart at some point.

Qingshi closed his eyes, bowed his head sincerely, and said to himself that evil comes with evil.

The expression on His Highness's face at this moment was unprecedentedly exciting.

The lingering warmth of joy has not yet faded, and surprises surge up, contradictions, shocks, disbelief, etc., and many emotions freeze at the same time.

And that cold voice sounded behind Yi Xiao.

"What if this king just cares about it?"

Yi Xiao, who opened the fourth floor with Zhu Lianxiang, keenly caught the strangeness of the ray of spirit behind him.

The little monk Qingshi closed his eyes like dead wood.

"How." Yi Xiao pondered slowly, then slowly turned around.

With a solemn expression, he looked at this familiar woman who was dressed in the water of the Styx River.

A strong demonic aura swept across Styx.

And the playful meaning that flashed away in the woman's eyes still revealed a flaw.

Yi Xiao pursed her lips slightly and asked, "Tell me?"

Qi Yu lifted it up slowly, and the woman said indifferently, "This king wants your life."

His Royal Highness smiled, raised his fingers together, pinched Qi Yu, and asked, "That's all you want?"

"Life is given to you, and people are given to you. It's all given to you, okay?"

Yi Xiao smiled softly: "The acting skills are so poor, you still want to lie to me? Are you acting good while taking advantage?"

After being dismantled, Wei Lingshan became annoyed and said, "Hey, who took advantage!"

His Highness blinked, "You, it must be you. The situation was critical just now. I tried my best to send your soul back after going through all kinds of hardships along the way."

Wei Lingshan was so angry that he couldn't speak, Qi Yu shook, and his sword energy gathered momentum.

Yi Xiao quickly corrected his words and said: "I am the one who took advantage, it must be me, it must be me!"

The little monk Qingshi suddenly gave a dry cough.

Wei Lingshan's pretty face flushed and retracted the scabbard.

The little monk Qingshi saved the situation seriously and said: "Here, although it is very important which of you two takes advantage, there is one more important thing now."

His Highness thought carefully, then turned his gaze to the distance.

In the sky, half of the sun and half of the night.

The pure sunlight from the world shines through the sky, but it cannot enter half of the heart of heaven.

At the junction of Eternal Night and Brightness, a touch of purple is extremely conspicuous.

There is chaos behind the real master of the purple robe, and the six reincarnations are annihilated and reorganized.

The power of rules in this small world is completely under his control.

The Great Master in Zipao stood on the bridge.

With him as the boundary, the monstrous Styx River was lifted into the air, and the water was split inch by inch.

On the dry ground, three young men raised their heads.

The water of the River Styx filled the sky, floating freely in the air, as if it had lost gravity.

It's more like this already fragmented world, its lifespan is over, and now it's coming to an end.

Therefore, the dying years are on the verge of collapse.

Standing with hands behind his back, the voice of the purple-robed great master standing at the other end of the bridge was not loud, but it resounded throughout the world.

"Yi Xiao, I wanted you to leave Foku."

"But now it seems that the collapse of the Buddha's remains is inevitable. As the initiator of all this, why don't you stay and be buried together?"

The voice of the purple-robed great master was a little cold, and his eyes swept over the three of them one by one, saying: "It doesn't matter whether it's the sky, the Bodhisattva, or the demon king."

"The rules of this small world are determined by me, so... you all stay here today."

(End of this chapter)