Fu Canglu

Chapter 417 The Heavens
On the Taoist altar on the top of Fufeng Mountain, His Royal Highness stood opposite Ye Shisan.

Behind him, Qingshi's soul was greatly traumatized. Buddhism cultivated the soul and burned incense on the top. At this moment, the incense was no longer burning, but pieces fell off like porcelain, splashed into the blood, and the bones of the King Kong's body were shattered. All smashed.

If it is still controversial to say that the No. 1 soul in the world is still controversial, but the No. 1 physique in the world is unquestionable.

It must be this little buddhist uncle.

But the injury of the soul, from the inside out, the King Kong's body is completely useless.

Qingshi's figure was crumbling, and his white robe was stained red with blood, and it was tightly wrapped. Even if he was sitting cross-legged on the ground at this moment, he still couldn't hold it up.

The figure of the princess swept up the Taoist altar, squatted down, and supported Qingshi's shoulders. When his fingers touched the bluestone's red robe, he trembled involuntarily for a moment, raised his head, and said in a bitter voice: "The soul is about to collapse. "

His Highness didn't look back, Lian's sleeves trembled slightly, and something fell off. Wei Lingshan raised his hand to catch the medicine box, and heard the former say in a flat tone: "No problem, this soul guarding elixir will help you down. Heal the wound."

Elixir?

Ye Shisan still looked calm, and caught a glimpse of a yellow-clothed figure on the altar pushing the wheelchair and coming slowly.

Young master Xiaotao turned the wheelchair, looked at his elder brother, and didn't say a word.

There was a hint of anger in her eyes.

Contained in the anger, there is also a touch of doubt.

Ye Shisan lowered his eyebrows, quietly waiting for the princess to feed Qingshi the elixir.

It was very quiet on the altar.

His Highness pointed to Qingshi, and suddenly said: "He is human."

Then he pointed to himself: "I am also human."

Everyone on the Taoist altar was a little perplexed, Young Master Xiaotao pursed his lips slightly, as if he had guessed what Yi Xiao was going to say.

"Since everyone is human"

Yi Xiao stood in front of Qingshi, wearing lotus clothes.

He looked serious: "What the hell are you pretending to be a saint?"

Ye Shisan was silent.

Yi Xiao was expressionless, and pointed to the iron tree.

Thirteen leaves on the iron tree.

It is said that Tao follows nature, heaven and earth are natural, and it contains the Dao of Saints.

But Yi Xiao saw the present in the form of a lotus, and finally saw the essence of the thirteen leaves of the iron tree.

The creation of each leaf does not grow naturally.

Instead, it was stolen.

Under Zhongwei Peak's sect, over the years, he has stolen the way of flowers, the way of chess, and the way of soul.

Fight Dongjun and steal the sound channel.

Listen to the preaching of chess masters, steal all dharmas, compete with Buddhist masters, and steal Dharma.

Among these leaves, the Dao that Ye Shisan talked about in his sermons are all dreams and empty flowers. After Taoism, it collapsed.

This Senior Nanhai Senior Brother is indeed an extremely powerful evildoer in this world.

But where is such a perfect person?

Know everything, know everything.

Where is the saint in this world?

Leaning against the iron tree, Ye Shisan breathed into Kunlun with one breath, his complexion was ruddy, and the Purple Mansion was roaring. It was a scene of heaven and man, and it was majestic and unshakable.

He smiled gently, and said: "Those who steal the hook will be punished, those who steal the country will be lords, and those who steal the world will be saints."

His Highness thought for a while, but didn't know how to answer.

He thought about it for a long time.

There was a long silence on the altar.

After a long time, His Highness asked slowly.

"If you don't pretend, you will die?"

Ye Shisan no longer smiled.

His iron tree has a leaf, and the inner force contains the soul power and the Dao fruit. At this moment, a Bodhisattva Dharma image is slowly forming in the Dao fruit, like a mud embryo, and the face is gradually melting away.

Since gaining momentum, his soul power has indeed become stronger and stronger.

So he doesn't mind procrastinating with Yi Xiao for a while longer.

He didn't mind "taking away" another real dragon statue.

Ye Shisan's back was no longer leaning against the iron tree. The moment they separated, a strong wind blew up on the Taoist altar, spreading soul power, enveloping everyone and bringing them into the Purple Mansion.

It is different from Qingshi's move.

Yi Xiao was indifferent.

Let these soul powers bring everyone into the Purple Mansion.

His Highness said calmly: "If you want to pull these people into the Purple Mansion, and see who has the strongest soul power, you won't be afraid of being defeated by me today, and the situation will come to an end?"

Ye Shisan shook his head.

He said softly: "You don't understand."

The Purple Mansion slowly solidifies and takes shape.

The soul power of His Royal Highness was entangled with Ye Shisan, fell from the sky to the ground, and pieced together a vast world. Even if the soul power of the crowd who watched the battle entered the Zifu, all of them disappeared at this moment.

The world is vast, but there are only two people.

In the battle of soul power, in the Zifu, there are no rules at all, it is really "reckless action", and the fight is about whose idea is stronger.

The wind is blowing.

His Majesty's eyes suddenly went dark.

There was a whistling sound in my ears.

Ye Shisan was originally close at hand, the sound of Taoist robe fluttering went away in an instant, it didn't seem to be panning away, but like

suddenly raised.

His Highness raised his head, looking at the towering fairy mountain in front of him, misty and misty.

The land of the Purple Mansion began to solidify and take root.

Ye Shisan, who had been standing on the flat ground all the time, but now the flat ground has risen thousands of feet and turned into a high mountain, looked down at the land invisible to the clouds and mist.

This purple mansion is the fairy island in the South China Sea.

Of all the forces and the people who were invited, none of them knew what the fairy island they were on looked like.

Because in the Immortal Island, I, who communicated with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, can send these people to my own mountain with just a thought.

And no one under the Nanhai sect knew what this fairy island looked like.

Because after I walked the fairy island on foot and set up the great array of the South China Sea, some areas became permanently "invisible".

There are altogether [-] mountains surrounded by Zhongwei Peak in the South China Sea.

No one ever doubted this.

Even a South China Sea Inner Sect disciple like Young Master Xiaotao never doubted it.

Ye Shisan has never been to "Desolate Land", but Ye Shisan has traveled all over the fairy islands in the South China Sea.

He had seen these places with his own eyes, and stepped barefoot on the moist soil of these mountains.

He knows every inch of land, how much energy there is, and what kind of creatures there are.

And he set up the "South China Sea Heavens Great Formation". This formation, with mountains as the cornerstone, is connected with each other, and is a great formation to protect the mountains in the South China Sea.

Just as no one has ever doubted that there are eighteen mountains in the South China Sea, no one has ever doubted that the "Large Formation of the Heavens" arranged by Ye Shisan himself is a large formation with extremely powerful killing capabilities.

Because the phrase "the power of origin is endless, the enemy is unparalleled in the world" is from the words of the chess master himself.

So no one ever thought about it.

The great array of the heavens in the South China Sea is a huge array of soul power.

A large formation that uses Yuan power to nourish soul power.

The ground under Ye Shisan's feet was still rising at an extremely fast speed, and then rising again.

Up to ten feet.

Invisible.

It is more than ten thousand feet high, and it is the ultimate tower.

Senior Brother Nanhai looked neither sad nor happy at the moment, the iron tree behind him followed him to the realm of the Purple Mansion like a shadow, and the thirteen leaves were shining with fire.

He slowly formed a posture of sitting cross-legged, which was the same as that of Qingshi sitting on the altar, very much like the temperament of that little buddhist uncle, compassionate and merciful, exactly the same.

Ye Shisan couldn't see what the mountain looked like.

With a thought in his mind, Zhongwei Peak in the Purple Mansion trembled slightly for a moment, and the entire formation of the heavens in the South China Sea began to revolve around the eye of the formation.

The endless vitality was transmitted from outside the mirror surface, and turned into a vast and majestic soul power.

Follow Ye Shisan's will.

If you want sword energy, you will be sword energy, if you want sword energy, you will be knife energy, with thousands of changes and all kinds of power.

At this moment, the body is added to Ye Shisan's body, three flowers gather on the top, and a touch of sandalwood overflows.

Burn incense on top.

The method of cultivating the soul of Buddhism.

Ye Shisan slowly clasped his hands together, and his Taoist robe fluttered, showing an indescribable sense of dustiness.

A bodhisattva dharma image slowly emerged, looking up at the sky and the earth, and nodded slightly.

The world opened its eyes.

The Bodhisattva's face was indifferent, and his movements were consistent with Ye Shisan's.

Ye Shisan slowly stretched out a hand.

The Taoist robe was squeezed and rolled up by the strong wind, exposing the white arm. In an instant, the strong wind left inscriptions on the arm inch by inch, and sparks ignited, bursting brightly, and annihilated in an instant.

There is a big hand above the nine heavens.

As Ye Shisan stretched out his hand, he stretched out his hand.

Following Ye Shisan's palm pressing, he pressed his palm.

Above the Purple Mansion, something is trembling.

The strong wind suddenly pressed down and landed rapidly, Ye Shisan's temple hair danced wildly, his face remained calm.

He stretched out one hand with great difficulty, and slowly pointed his fingers down on the exposed arm, and the flame that ignited in that arm gradually rekindled.

A tiny ray of flame between heaven and earth ignited faintly.

Ye Shisan pressed his arm with one hand with great difficulty.

Push that arm down inch by inch.

Open your fingers.

The back of the hand is facing the sky, and the palm is facing the ground.

The sky trembled.

Every time Ye Shisan lowered his hand, the sky trembled.

Until in the sky, the flowing clouds pressed down, protruding out a huge five-finger shape that almost covered the entire world.

The whole sky was shaking.

The whole sky.

It's all that palm.

Ye Shisan sat alone on Zhongwei Peak.

He took a deep breath.

A huge palm shattered the clouds in an instant, and each of the bright golden glazed fingers was like a mountain range stretching across the length.

crashed down.

His Highness stood where he was.

He never moved a step.

He just raised his head, with big golden ripples in his pupils, and looked at the sky above with no expression on his face.

There the clouds descended.

There's a palm down there.

The palm fell extremely fast, and in an instant, it shattered the flowing clouds, the air, and everything from the sky tens of thousands of meters to the ground.

The gap between the five fingers spread out, not leaning to one side, just happened to be the peaks of the Great Formation of the South China Sea.

The center of the five fingers is also where Yi Xiao is standing.

His Highness took a deep breath.

The world above the head was dark, and the golden lines on the palm were pressed down extremely low, so low that one could clearly see every strand of meridian, every inch of flowing Buddha's light, and the scorching burning text.

His Highness raised his hands slightly.

In the lotus pond, a dragon and a snake opened their eyes, moved away in a tacit understanding, each took half, the next moment the pond was cut apart by invisible soul power, held by Yi Xiao's left and right hands, and slowly separated.

Two strokes of soul power circulated, one white carp and one red carp, and threw them into the lotus pond formed by both hands with a plop.

Close your hands slightly.

Yi Xiao muttered softly.

"Great soul power sword."

(End of this chapter)