Fu Canglu

Chapter 222 Lore
The purple-robed man on the bridge stood on the dividing line between heaven and earth.

There is boundless light in front of him, and a dark abyss behind him.

The water of the Styx River surged into the sky, rolled and condensed, forming a sky, half clear and half dark.

The master of the purple robe looked calm, looking at the dry river bed.

There stood three young men.

The little monk Qingshi smiled and said: "Great Master, do you want to keep us?"

Zipao Xuanshangyu nodded silently.

The little monk Qingshi smiled again and said, "Can you keep us?"

The former sentence refers to ideas, and the latter sentence refers to abilities.

The purple-robed Great Master's face was like water, and he raised his sleeves flat, and the twelve bone swords in the sleeves slowly stopped spinning.

"One of you is the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the other is the scabbard soul of the ancient Dragon Sparrow, and the other possesses two great celestial beings, and with the help of Lord Sword Master, you have briefly opened to a very high level. It can be called a true genius of the human race." Xuan Shangyu's voice was emotionless: "According to common sense, with the combat power of the three of you, no one in the world can stop you."

"But what if I don't stop you?"

The twelve bone swords in the sleeve robe of the great master of the purple robe have been brewing for a long time, and they shot out in an instant.

Twelve beams of light went straight into the earth.

The distant earth trembled slightly.

Xuan Shangyu slightly hooked his ten fingers and lifted them up.

The earth was moved by the twelve bone swords, and then the land heaved.

"The rules of the entire Buddha skeleton are under my control. And this world has come to an end and is at the moment of final collapse."

Xuan Shangyu said softly: "Dare to ask Bodhisattva, if the rules of this Buddha skeleton want to stop you, can you really get out?"

The little monk Qingshi, who was reincarnated from Ksitigarbha, had calm eyes.

His green sleeves are bulging, and his hands are clasped together.

The general trend of heaven and earth is gaining momentum, brewing slowly behind Qingshi.

It is necessary to condense the statue of the Tantuo Ksitigarbha Buddha to overcome all crises.

And Xuanshangyu standing on the bridge said calmly: "Bodhisattva, you underestimate me, I still have some means."

The master of the purple robe formed a seal with one hand.

Yi Xiao narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the seal.

His Royal Highness and Wei Lingshan looked at each other, and nodded slightly to each other, exchanging their hearts.

This purple-robed master has learned quite a lot. After the twelve-handed bone swords of the Buddhist method, this seal, which attracts the heaven and the earth, can be regarded as the method of the fairy family!
The water of the Styx began to shrink, condensed and then condensed under the printing method, and the water vapor gathered.

A huge jet-black water sword hangs upside down between the sky and the earth.

"Banning Immortal Art."

Xuan Shangyu's voice was calm, and he clasped his fingers.

"A letter of all the energy here."

With a snap of his fingers, the pitch-black water sword moved down and hit the ground.

Tens of millions of tons of water from the Styx River splashed in all directions, devouring all energy, and the torrent raged.

When the Styx fell, two huge wings suddenly appeared from the back of Wei Lingshan. She stretched out her two hands, grabbed Yi Xiao and little monk Qingshi by their collars, and flapped their wings slightly.

Breaking through the air, the three of them were finally suspended above the Styx.

And the purple-robed great master standing on the bridge took a deep breath.

"Second seal all the soul power here."

Knock your fingers twice.

From the purple robe as the center of the circle, an invisible wave swayed instantly.

The purple-robed Great Master was the first to bear the brunt. After deducting the second sealing technique, his complexion suddenly turned pale, and his own vast soul sea shrank and shrank again at an extremely fast speed, and finally turned into a sea of ​​dryness.

That invisible wave swept across the entire world of Buddha skeletons in an instant.

Yi Xiao, whose effectiveness of "Ghost Seeing Sorrow" had already begun to decrease, was swept away by that invisible wave, and the huge sea of ​​souls withered quickly, and finally withered.

"Three letters."

Xuan Shangyu clasped his fingers three times, and said in a weak voice: "All the blood here."

With this finger clasped, he once again took himself as the center of the circle.

The Qi and blood of the entire Buddha skeleton began to collapse.

All living beings, whether they were dolls on strings or Xuan Shangyu himself, began to lose their vitality at a terrifying speed.

Like the first snow melting.

The cheeks of the purple-robed Great Master became thinner at a visible speed.

He coughed slightly, and his body under the purple robe even seemed more rickety.

The three-fingered palm had turned into a layer of dry bones wrapped in skin and flesh.

After clasping his fingers three times, the great master in purple robe was already unable to stand on the bridge. He sat on the bridge at a very slow speed, and then raised his head to look at the three young men floating above the Styx River.

The illusory sound of the Buddha's chant sounded in the distance

Qingshi closed her eyes and sat cross-legged in the void.

On top of his head, the Dharma image of Tantuo Ksitigarbha, which can be formed into a half statue, wraps the three of them.

The fluctuation of the third forbidden technique was blocked by the monk Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha from the three of them.

It's a close call.

"One seal of origin power, two seals of soul power, three seals of qi and blood"

The little monk Qingshi slowly opened his eyes, and murmured: "I'm afraid this is a taboo technique in the legend. Xuan Shangyu was born in Buddhism, but he was obsessed with the study of low-level sects. .”

At this moment, His Royal Highness's soul was completely sealed, and his blood was also greatly weakened.

He frowned, as if thinking about something.

Yi Xiao said: "There should be a follow-up to this banning technique, but in his state, it seems that he can't continue to use it in the future."

Wei Lingshan restrained his wings, nodded and agreed: "This magic technique is against the sky, but the caster himself has to bear his own ban. He has sealed his own soul and blood, and he has reached his limit."

"Essence power, soul power, qi and blood" the little monk Qingshi thought about it carefully, and at this moment he said with lingering fear: "If this sealing technique can seal the fate of Buddhism, I'm afraid it will really fall into his scheme today."

Yi Xiao shook his head with a calm voice.

"We...have fallen into his scheme."

"Xuan Shangyu just wants to trap us and let us perish together with this small world." Wei Lingshan said calmly: "At this moment, your dharma image cannot be moved, but once you let go of the dharma image, it will be destroyed by Yuanli and soul power." For a Buddha whose qi and blood have been sealed, falling into the Styx is equivalent to falling into hell."

"We are now in a stalemate that seems to be immovable. Under the situation of the collapse of the Buddha's skeleton, we are undoubtedly waiting to die."

Yi Xiao added lightly, glanced at Qingshi again, and said calmly: "It's useless for you to have supernatural powers, this can be regarded as suffocating."

His Highness lowered his gaze.

He looked at the purple-robed great master who had fallen on the bridge.

Xuan Shangyu's face was pale, his lips trembled, his spirit and blood were sealed by himself, but now he laughed softly.

It's a pity that his qi and blood were blocked, and his voice appeared hoarse and weak.

Yi Xiao shook his head.

"Qingshi." The little highness stretched out a hand, put it on the shoulder of the little monk, looked at the purple-robed figure on the bridge, and said softly: "You have a heart, I want to say a few words to him."

The little monk Qingshi is the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. In this life, he bears the [-] gods and humans. After restraining the spirit of Tantuo Ksitigarbha, he awakens all kinds of magical powers in his previous life, one of which is mind power.

Can communicate with the creatures sensed in the mind.

This is exactly the way Yi Xiao communicated with him when he was on the road.

Yi Xiao put his hand on the shoulder of the little monk Qingshi, but he didn't send a message to the great master of Zipao immediately.

He passed word to another person.

The little monk Qingshi was slightly surprised, and couldn't help looking back at Yi Xiao.

After about half a column of incense.

The purple-robed man sitting on the bridge suddenly heard a voice from the bottom of his heart.

Yi Xiao said calmly, "Xuan Shangyu."

After hearing the words, the great master in purple robe raised his head and took a deep breath.

He lost the assistance of his soul power, and his eyesight had dropped so badly that he could no longer see the three distant figures clearly.

Yi Xiao's voice came unhurriedly: "For you, losing your vitality, soul power, and even your blood is not a big deal."

"These three bans can't help us, of course you know."

The purple-robed great master was just silent.

Listening to the boy from Qiliang keep talking.

"Qingshi is the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. If he steps into the Buddha's skeleton, it means that your plan...is all successful."

"The bodhi plant representing Buddhist incense has been planted in Luoyang."

"The purple-robed avatar bred by Sansheng Jue has resisted Luoyang's karmic catastrophe for you."

"At this point, you can leave the Buddha's bones and return to Luoyang."

"But...why didn't you leave? You stayed here, using the taboo banning technique of the Immortal Family, trying to hurt both sides, and you also want to keep us in the Buddha's body. Why bother?"

Having said that, Yi Xiao's voice paused slightly.

And the great master in purple robe just leaned on the bridge, his expression remained unchanged, and his lips were slightly pursed.

His Highness said: "There are three hundred red lotuses in Luoyang."

"Liu Baichan is dead. If there is no red lotus flower hand, these three hundred red lotuses will bloom one after another, and will detonate Luoyang in one breath, turning this city into a dead city."

Xuan Shangyu lowered his eyebrows.

"Luoyang's tribulation power has been emptied."

"There is no such thing as rebirth from Nirvana."

"You want to destroy this thousand-year-old capital."

"All I can think of is this to explain that you are a complete lunatic, but no matter how well you pretend, there will be times when you can't see it." Yi Xiao said slowly: "Now it is."

The purple-robed Great Master quietly listened to Yi Xiao's narration.

Finally, Yi Xiao asked, "Why?"

Under the protection of the Tantu Ksitigarbha Buddha statue, the little Highness in black murmured in a low, inaudible voice.

"why?"

Tu Qiong saw that this word was used on the Great Master of the Northern Wei Dynasty, which was a bit funny.

Somewhat outrageous.

It's like years ago, the Buddhist traitor used it on Senior Brother Wangguishan.

Why is this?

Yi Xiao said softly: "There is no answer to Xuan Shangyu's question."

Leaning on the bridge, the great master in purple robe closed his eyes silently.

He didn't speak or refute from beginning to end.

Is Yi Xiao right?

Many years ago, the world said that he was a traitor who destroyed Buddhism with his own hands, is that right?
Xuan Shangyu smiled for no reason.

Since that Bodhisattva has a clear mind, some words cannot be said.

But the Great Master in Zipao said it.

"Luoyang. Nothing will happen."

Wei Lingshan and Qingshi were slightly startled.

To them, this sentence came a little inexplicably, and absurdly.

Xuan Shangyu sealed the Buddha's skeleton with his own hands, and said this sentence for no reason.

What is this?
Is it prayer, redemption, or self-deprecating?

This sentence is indeed absurd, even funny.

But this is not the case for Xuan Shangyu.

Because he read that book.

From the moment he saw it until now, Xuan Shangyu's true self has gone through a very long time.

The countless days and nights of self-locking the Buddha's skeleton.

His worldview collapsed, reorganized, collapsed, and reorganized.

I can't believe it, and I have to believe it.

And the only hope is in that sentence
"Luoyang will be fine."

If this sentence appeared in that book, then Luoyang would be fine.

Therefore, neither the Suzaku Void Flame Formation, nor the Prince Qiliang who came to slaughter the city with the Cangsheng Seal, nor the men from the Zhong family who had broken through to the realm of a master, could pose a threat to the city.

So what about the three hundred big red lotuses?
Yi Xiao's expression was a little complicated.

He seemed to have vaguely figured out what the purple-robed man meant.

(End of this chapter)