Fu Canglu

Chapter 692 Lu, Shen

On the top of Mount Putuo, the Sun and Moon Buddhist Altar.

The toppled Bodhisattva sculpture was as high as the sky, and it fell down at this moment, surrounded by clouds on both sides, and fell with a bang.

Yi Xiao raised his head and watched the shadow getting bigger and bigger. In his eyes, the shadow gradually enlarged with the sound of falling rapidly.

He still didn't move, the karma tightly held in his hands even relaxed a bit, and he was a little dazed, looking at the rapidly falling Bodhisattva.

The eyes of the Bodhisattva Dharma are smiling.

At this moment, in those eyes, there is a vast galaxy.

Flames burst.

In a trance, Yi Xiao sensed a familiar aura in the bodhisattva's dharma.

Is it Murong's last ray of soul?
He woke up suddenly, turned his head, his eyes penetrated the majestic Mount Putuo, and the waters of Tianji Sea became violent.

Yuan Tiangang took Murong's soul out and stored it in this bodhisattva dharma. If he didn't care about it, the dharma statue had already begun to shatter. If the soul inside was broken, it would be scattered out of thin air and could never be found again.

Is this forcing myself to choose one of the two?

Yi Xiao didn't have time to react, the whole Mount Putuo trembled violently.

At the bottom of the Tianji Sea, the white coir raindrop fell violently, and the thunderstorm above the sky slammed into the waters of Putuo Mountain. The entire upside-down mountain was a holy place for Buddhism, and countless Buddha lights shot out backwards, supporting a piece of land. In the sky, Buddhist talismans flowed like a river, and the inscriptions in Sanskrit were hot and fiery. As the sun rose, all kinds of Buddhist sounds emerged independently, blocking most of the thunder that fell from the sky outside Mount Putuo.

There are still dozens of unstoppable thunderbolts chasing Yuan Tiangang and crashing into the bottom of the sea one by one.

The white minion boy pressed a finger between his eyebrows expressionlessly, the devouring phase and the dragon and snake hugged each other tightly, the dragon and the snake behind his head opened their mouths, turned around and bit the thunder, their scales stretched, every time Swallowing a mouthful, the pure Thunder Calamity Qi will arouse the dragon snake's head to generate smoke, and the hot mist will fill the air, and a large area of ​​scalding hot air will rise on the bottom of the deep sea.

He stepped on Mount Putuo, and the part that sank into the bottom of the sea was as hard as cold iron. Every step he stepped out, he stepped on a huge pit, which was very different from Yi Xiaoan who used the overlord's physique to forcefully fall from his body. However, the deeper the water is, the heavier the water in the Tianji Sea will become, and the Confucianism and Taoism Sealing Jue will no longer be effective.

Yuan Tiangang's speed of stepping down Mount Putuo has slowed down. He took a deep breath. At this moment, the emptiness began to spread, the soles of his feet were covered with blue frost, and the dark sea water in front of him was subdivided in an instant, like The ball was then frozen, and the white minion boy easily stretched out a hand to shatter the countless ice chips blocking his chest. The whole underwater world was like a fragile ancient mirror that was broken one after another. With force between the palms, one mirror after another was smashed with ease.

Just like this, it kept falling until it reached the bottom of the Tianji Sea.

Yuan Tiangang still stepped on Mount Putuo, but he had already reached the bottom of the "pyramid". The huge pressure of the deep sea forced him to squat down slightly, and the bones of his whole body continued to emit dull sounds, as continuous as fried beans.

The unbelievable thing is that the pressure is huge, and the repulsive force is equally huge. The two completely contradictory forces made the white minion boy go down to the bottom of the sea, and he kept trying to control his balance so that he would not be pushed down or bounced off. .

The pressure of the Tianji Sea is not vertically downward, but around a certain point, which changes with the distance.

For thousands of years, this sea area has been able to create the scene of "sea water circling" and "Putuo hanging upside down". The repulsive force bounced away, so it revolved around Putuo, but it was destined to never be close.

The white minion boy took a deep breath.

His movements became softer, eight aspects of the heavens, two of which could not be perfectly matched, and at this moment, he could no longer be so scruples.

Yuan Tiangang didn't know whether he could pull out "Lu Chen" smoothly.

He took a deep breath and came to the bottom of Mount Putuo.

The handle of "Lu Chen" was right in front of his eyes.

It was just a piece of black and ancient iron sheet without any special features.

Numerous currents revolve around it.

This is the tip of Lu Chen's sword.

Above the tip of the sword is a whole Putuo.

Yuan Tiangang took another deep breath, at this moment, his heart began to beat slowly but strongly, and his whole body seemed to be under pressure.

There were no obstacles around Lu Chen.

There are no Buddhist talismans, no Sanskrit protection, no restrictions, nothing.

Extremely empty.

Back then, the Bodhisattvas on Mount Putuo knew the secrets at the bottom of the mountain, but they didn't protect the "Lu Chen" with any talismans. It was because no one in this world could reach this place except those who were in the realm of sentient beings. .

Except for practitioners whose physical body surpasses that of the Great Vajra, such practitioners must also come from the body training school of Buddhism. Naturally, they should abide by the precepts and will never come to the bottom of Mount Putuo.

And pulling out "Lu Chen" is even more wishful thinking.

Several Bodhisattvas have tried to make a single shot, and a joint shot. All of them ended in failure.

It is almost impossible to pull out this sword.

There is Mount Putuo on top, unless someone can remove Mount Putuo or smash the entire monastery.

That being the case, why bother to set up restrictions?

This is a sword that cannot be drawn.

They never thought that someone in future generations could forcibly pull out "Lu Chen" and shake the entire Putuo by virtue of physical strength alone.

The overlord of Western Chu can pull out Lu Chen.

Among Bawang's three hidden swords is "Lu Chen". Although it is only a part of Lu Chen's sword, it is enough to prove that he can pull out and use "Lu Chen".

No one knows how he did it.

Yi Xiao had seen the blade of the sword in the Ksitigarbha Pagoda before, and with a light blow after leaving the altar, it pierced through the entire pagoda and fell into the depths of the ghost gate.

Today's white minion boy came to the bottom of Tianji Sea. He folded his sleeves and stood like a wood carving. Breathing through the tip of his nose seemed to be surrounded by eight long dragons.

The eight celestial phases.

The posture of heaven and man.

He stretched out his hands, his big sleeves slowly swayed in the ultimate "empty", his whole body sank, and he opened his eyes again, the rolling trend of the water droplets around him became extremely slow.

Yuan Tiangang grabbed "Lu Chen".

The unpretentious piece of iron was inserted into the bottom of the sea. At this moment, the surface of the iron piece began to tremble, and fine lines flowed on the body of a sword.

The white minion boy exerted his strength violently.

Lu Chen remained motionless.

The white minion boy who tried to draw his sword stepped on the ground with both feet, without moving a bit.He was extremely stubborn in blending the eight celestial phases together, and the six celestial phases had already been blended, but the last two celestial phases could not be completely blended at this time.

Yuan Tiangang looked neither sad nor happy.

At this moment, a ray of red oozes from the bottom of the Tianji Sea, which has been silent for thousands of years.

The young man holding the sword in both hands, his strong body was cut with blood by the tip of the sword. These bloods are filled with the luck of the countries over the years, including the luck of the imperial city of Great Qin, the luck of Western Chu, and the luck of Qi Liang. Spill, keep spreading.

This is a "person" who has lived for thousands of years.

He should have been a dead man long ago.

It's not about being old and never dying, but about never being old and never dying.

It's against the laws of heaven, against the secrets of heaven.

And at this time, Yuan Tiangang no longer hid the secrets, he raised his head, and there was a shadow above his head. On Lu Chen's sword, there was Mount Putuo, which was heavier than the whole world.

The white minion boy standing on the bottom of the sea said softly to the top of Mount Putuo, "If you have the ability, come and take me in."

on top of the mountain.

Sky clouds.

After sensing the provocative meaning in the blood on the bottom of the sea, the brewing meaning of Thunder Tribulation began to grow stronger.

Just trying to combine the eight celestial phases is a huge karma that will suffer ninety-nine heavenly calamities.

And someone who has lived for a thousand years, or even longer, has released all his aura, and no longer hides the biggest secret of his walk in the world from the sky.

This is to be condemned by God.

Standing on the Sun Moon Buddha Altar, Yi Xiao, who supported the Bodhisattva's dharma form with the sword energy of cause and effect, raised his head at this moment, and there was a deafening sound of thunder breaking through the air beside his ears. The water in the Tianji Sea began to evaporate under the violent high temperature, and the water droplets circulating around Mount Putuo exploded out of thin air.

Those inscriptions, those talismans, and those Sanskrit words were all shattered.

An incomparably majestic thunderbolt shattered the clouds.

Smash all the protective restrictions around Mount Putuo.

It fell on Mount Putuo.

Then this Buddhist holy land that has been suspended for thousands of years.

That's it, it was split.

At the same time, a hoarse cry came from the bottom of the sea.

The white minion boy pulled out the heaviest long sword in the world with all his might.

It was just a piece of pitch-black iron.

After pulling it out, there seems to be a gap in the whole world.

Yuan Tiangang's eyes shone with light, and he clenched Lu Chen tightly with both hands, staring at the tip of the sword.

A black line rose into the sky.

Connect heaven and earth.

In the middle of the black line lay an ancient corpse. The corpse folded its hands in front of its chest, sleeping peacefully. It turned out to be a refined young man. Drain to the brim.

Pure white fairy energy flowed on his face, covering his true appearance.

From the chest, a black light burst out.

Yuan Tiangang who pulled out "Lu Chen" smiled softly, and he looked at the corpse lying in the sea eye.

Without Lu Chen, the fairy world would not be smashed to pieces.

If there is no Lu Chen, where would there be a human world, such as Daqin, Western Chu, and Chunqiu?
The immortal energy dissipated, and the corpse slowly opened its eyes, then sat up.

The two Yuan Tiangangs are exactly the same from appearance to temperament, without any difference.

"If Lu Chen hadn't hit my chest, how could I have been silent here for so long, and almost died?" the white minion boy who drew his sword murmured.

Just short of it.

Really only worse.

But in the end. It worked.

"After all these years, you finally pulled out this sword."

The skinny young man who sat up, his blood dripping out, his face was yellow and thin, at this moment, looking at himself with his sword drawn, he said with emotion: "Congratulations to you, and congratulations to me. I got a new life today."

He stood up, took over "Lu Chen", the extremely heavy sword, took it from his hand, and suddenly fell, he gave a hesitation, and finally supported it with one hand.

The skinny young man who took Lu Chen with one hand rubbed his eyes with the other hand, feeling sleepy.

He shook his head, came to his senses, looked carefully at the half-piece of iron in his hand, clicked his tongue in admiration, finally threw it lightly, and picked it up with both hands, his whole body was staggered by the inconspicuous piece of iron, and cursed with a smile: " This sword is so fucking heavy."

(End of this chapter)