Fu Canglu

Chapter 90 Lu Chen Immortal Sword
The third floor of the pagoda.

The floors of this Ksitigarbha Pagoda are more and more simple, even a little shabby.

The carvings on the first floor are exquisite, and the three thousand worlds on the wall are clearly displayed.

The second floor is already empty and has four walls, and the four bodhisattvas that have manifested can be called exquisite.

The third floor of the pagoda is square and square, and the layout is simple and clear.There are simple altar incense inside, which looks like a Buddhist altar.

Yi Xiao raised his head, and there was a door at the end of the pagoda on the third floor.

That door leads to the topmost floor of the pagoda.

It's a pity that it has not been opened for many years.

His pupils constricted slightly, and his breathing slowed down a beat.

That door is made of Buddhist bronze, which is extremely hard and nothing can break it.

Look up and down, left and right.

The door had no handle, no trace of it.

This is the door?
"What kind of door is this!" Yi Xiao was stunned, and then said angrily, "Don't even leave a single gap, how to teach people how to get in?"

"Look at that sword." Young Master Xiaotao pointed to the sword stuck in front of the door.

The swordman left the black hilt on the ground.

"This sword is too heavy. It brought a piece of land to the bottom, so its weight is terrifying." The young master Xiaotao explained in a soft voice: "This Ksitigarbha Tower is not extraordinary, but the weight of the 'Zhenhai Immortal Artifact' is astonishing." The third layer is the sinking bottom, which can be seen.”

"It's a bit scary." His Highness nodded, frowned and looked carefully, and said: "The fragrance of Buddha here is a bit strong, and I'm afraid it hasn't been cut off for a hundred years."

It's just that there are no Buddha statues, so who do you respect?

Respect is a scabbard.

A simple and dark long sheath stands in front of the altar.

Burning Buddha incense will not stop.

"This is the scabbard of the Immortal Lu Chen Sword." Young Master Xiaotao was silent for a moment, and said, "This sword has been cultivated for thousands of years, and I am afraid that it has already produced spiritual consciousness. The scabbard is separated from the sword body. Bathing in the fragrance of Buddha here is also considered A different kind of practice."

"Climb to the top of the pagoda and draw out this sword." Young Master Xiaotao stretched out a hand to point at the bronze gate, "Shove down with the sword, and the gate will open naturally."

Yi Xiao nodded subconsciously, then paused.

It's not difficult to draw the sword.

Then he looked at the sword that had sunk into the ground.

Lu Chen Xianjian.

His voice was a little stiff, and he said, "I'm coming?"

Young Master Xiaotao was slightly annoyed, and said angrily, "Otherwise I will come?"

"Is there any other way?" His Highness said slightly angrily, "Is that Lu Chen Immortal Sword a human can pull out?"

"The Overlord was only 20 years old when he pulled out Lu Chen's Immortal Sword." Young Master Xiaotao smiled, his yellow shirt was bright, and Yi Xiao was shaken by seeing it.

Then His Highness shook his head severely, and said to the woman in the yellow shirt sitting in the wheelchair with a frowning face, "Then I'll try."

Yi Xiao now has a dragon-snake appearance, full of qi and blood, although the sword wound between the heart and heart is still warming up, but when it comes to strength, he can be called a person who does not lose his body.

It can't be counted as the strength of a dragon and an elephant, but it is stronger than mules and beasts.

His Highness took a deep breath and came to the hilt of the Lu Chenxian sword.

Young master Xiao Tao Mei narrowed her eyes slightly.

Wait and see.

Yi Xiao moved his dantian with luck, and the dragon and snake slowly opened their eyes.

A green lotus platform circled behind the head slowly flew out, a dragon and a snake embraced and kissed each other, sacred and solemn.

Qi and blood rush like the sea, run like wild animals, and flow for eight thousand miles in an instant!
"rise"

The little Highness's eyes lit up, his chest sank slightly, and he held the hilt of the sword with both hands.

The strength is unmatched!
Let you be Lu Chenxianjian!
Zhenhai Immortal Artifact!

I have the blessing of the dragon and snake, and I have to compete with the overlord a hundred years ago!

In an instant, Yi Xiao roared with pride!
Lu Chen Xianjian hummed slightly.

It was a bit of a response.

It's a pity that the sword body didn't move at all.

Yi Xiao gritted her teeth, stepped into the ground with both feet, and the veins on her forehead popped out!

Qi and blood surged again!

"Again!"

Lu Chen Xianjian uttered lazily and softly.

The blade remained motionless.

"Get up!"

The blade didn't move at all.

"Get up!"

Young master Xiaotao looked at it for a while with interest.

His Highness Yi Xiao's complexion went from slightly pale to flushed, and finally pale due to qi and blood.

His voice was hoarse.

The sword remained motionless.

In the end not even a hum was given.

"What the hell is this?"

Yi Xiao's eyes were red, and he kicked the Zhenhai Immortal Artifact viciously, gnashing his teeth.

Lu Chen Xianjian ignored it.

"This sword has been practiced for a long time. I'm afraid that after practicing in this pagoda for a hundred years, it's only a short step." Young Master Xiaotao thought for a moment, and said: "Maybe I was born with spiritual wisdom on that day, and pushed open the door with my own hands. , is to cut off the cause and effect by oneself, and truly achieve great freedom. How can it be pulled out so easily?"

"I still have a sword here." Yi Xiao looked at the bronze door, subconsciously tapped and tapped, and touched the Fuqu sword coiled around his waist with the other hand.

"I'll try to see if I can open this door, and you just back away." His Highness knocked on the bronze door with a heavy expression on his face.

This door is too thick, and it can't feel the real thickness.

Young master Xiaotao pushed the wheelchair back three feet.

Yi Xiao took a deep breath again, and put her right hand on the hilt of the Fuqu Sword.

The appearance of dragon and snake reappeared, and one dragon and one snake suddenly opened their eyes.

Fu Que uttered a long cry, coiled up in an instant, and stuck to His Royal Highness's arm.

"I have never practiced swordsmanship, so I can only rely on brute force to try!" Yi Xiao stepped back three steps, stared at the bronze door, and said in a deep voice.

"cut!"

The Fu Qu sword was bent and straightened again, the edge of the sword trembled wildly, aiming at the bronze gate three feet away.

The door was cast from the ancient material of Buddhism. It looked like bronze, but it was actually extremely hard and extremely difficult to destroy.Countless years have passed, and even time has not left traces on this door.

The Fuqu sword is a famous sword through the ages, which comes from Fengtinglu.

Instantly, the tip of the sword hit the bronze gate!

Yi Xiao's black robe is automatic without wind, and the dragon and snake are crazily circling behind his head!
The huge and vast power is transmitted to the spine through the dragon and snake, and then to the limbs and bones, and gathers on the Fuqu sword through the right arm.

Just ask for a point!

Just ask for unparalleled sharpness!

The bronze gate seemed to have undergone slight changes.

Yi Xiao's pupils contracted slightly, and he stepped up again, taking a step forward!
Fu Que's sword body bent instantly, and the sword body hit the blade and rebounded suddenly, and the huge force he poured into the sword body suddenly turned around!

Yi Xiao hastily retracted his sword, soared up into the air, twisted and relieved his body in a rather embarrassing manner in the air, and retreated ten feet.

He looked at Fuqu, whose material was extremely strange, but he remembered that this sword was originally an extremely flexible sword, and it was nonsense to try to break the surface with a point.

"It can't be broken." The young master Xiaotao lazily pushed the wheelchair closer, picked up the Fuqu sword, and praised: "This sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that the blade is too flexible and not strong enough."

"But even if it's a sharp sword, if you replace Jian Zongming's 'Dugu', I'm afraid you won't be able to break through this bronze Buddhist gate today." She said softly, "No matter how strong a sword holder is if he doesn't practice the way of the sword. Your sword can't exert its due strength either. It's too short a time for you to break through the shackles of your practice, and now you have nothing but strength, how can you open the door of Buddhism with this alone?"

Yi Xiao frowned slightly, and said, "We still have to start with Lu Chen's sword?"

"This door is a bit ridiculously thick." The little highness calmed down, and said a little depressed: "If this sword is practicing, is it possible to wait for it to realize the Tao before splitting this broken door?"

Young Master Xiaotao smiled slightly and said softly.

"I have an idea. I don't know if it will work."

She took something out of her pocket.

Yi Xiao's eyes lit up.

It was a finely carved chessboard.

The ink plate of life and death brought by the young master Xiaotao from the South China Sea.

"I suspect that this door doesn't open from the inside." Young Master Xiaotao smiled slightly, straightened the front of his yellow shirt, and pointed behind the bronze door.

"There are people there."

Yi Xiao took a breath, thinking of the wall where the Sutra of Dainichi Tathagata was rewritten.

"The ink disk of life and death can connect two spirits." Young master Xiaotao raised his eyebrows silently, looked at the bronze gate, and said in a low voice: "Of course that door cannot hinder the ink disk of life and death."

"Get up." Huang Shan said softly, and raised his hand to release the pocket chessboard.

The ink disk of life and death condenses into black and white, and floats in the air by itself.

There are only three life-and-death ink plates in the world, and they are regarded as the most precious treasure in the South China Sea. After the chess master Qijiang lent the life-and-death ink plates to Mu Guizi in the first battle, he spent a lot of effort in exchange for this supreme treasure.

In order to ensure that the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty could be assassinated, the Daxia Qigong used the ink plate of life and death.

It can be seen that the ink plate of life and death is indeed a treasure, but the function of the ink plate of life and death is mostly unknown to the world.

The functions of this ink plate are extremely strange, one of which is that it can find the soul power by itself, forcibly condense the rules of chess, and end a game of chess.

At least at this moment, the black and white soul power spread, and the bronze door couldn't resist it.

"Conclude the chess game." Young Master Xiaotao smiled slightly, raised his hand and dropped it.

The ink plate of life and death made a clanking sound!

Found the soul power at the other end of the door!

"There is really someone at the other end of the door?" Yi Xiao was dumbfounded.

It's too unbelievable.

The soul power spread by the life and death ink plate was extremely fast, and it forcibly passed through the bronze door.

Connect the soul power of the person behind that door to form a chessboard.

Young master Xiaotao smiled slightly, and the yellow shirt sleeve that he raised slipped off, revealing the girl's fair and flawless wrist like a lotus flower.

She lightly twisted a chess piece, holding the first hand to make a move.

One fell.

The sound vibrated and reached behind the door.

"Open the door."

Qi Liangyang Pass Valley.

Inside the Darong Temple.

The stupa has been closed for a long time.

The fragrance of Buddha floats from the top of the tower.

The Buddhist incense in the pagoda is entangled, and it is extremely quiet.

The ancient lamp with the yellow scroll and the green shirt settled down.

The little monk Qingshi patted his bald head numbly.

He was a little perplexed.Looking at the bronze door leading to the top floor.

The door was like a diamond, without a single gap.

Then black and white floated out there, forming a chessboard.

There is also a woman's clear and pleasant voice.

The little monk Qingshi paused, looking at the condensed chessboard, not knowing what to do, and pondering the woman's words carefully.

"Open the door?"

The little monk Qingshi was slightly startled.

Is the woman at the other end of the door asking herself to open the door?
(End of this chapter)