When all the brilliance of the Dharma Realm disappeared and returned to gray, Wuxu slowly raised the Bone Sword to his chest.
I don’t know what kind of person the legendary Fan Li was. The bamboo slips in the cave study where he lived in seclusion contained countless numbers of light groups. Although they were weak, they had a trace of the legacy of various schools of thought. Fan Li wrote with great power, leaving behind
To this day, it can still be used in such a wonderful way!
However, the Dharma Realm has expanded a little more, and the momentum has become a little more magnificent. Along with the White Bone Sword, there have also been some changes. The spiritual power infusion, if it is not controlled or used with full strength, the white light emitted from the sword body will be.
There are many tiny colored light spots floating around.
Then again, Wuxu took those glyph-shaped light groups into the Dharma Realm. His original intention was that he was concerned that the Dharma Realm was now in silence, and he didn't know that he was suspected of falling into the void again, so he thought of using this spirit of the various schools of thought to constantly strive for self-improvement.
, slightly reconciled. But I didn’t want to see it halfway
Those seven figures swayed across the night sky, causing countless creatures below to become confused and wailing. Then they had the desire to fight violence with violence, and then used the bone sword to kill those scholars who focused on enlightenment.
, cut them all off, and return to peace and purity.
Thinking of this, Wuxu couldn't help but sigh slightly. It seems that he has no choice but to do this now. If he wants to be truly pure, he must have the bone sword in his hand to cut off some causes and effects one by one.
After leaving the Dharma Realm, Wuxu looked at the dimmed bamboo slips, waved his hand, and took them all in; then, he came to the place where the Xingyun Bamboo forest was planted. Previously, all the Xingyun Bamboo that were slightly mature had been taken in by Wuxu.
Take it away; at this moment, the bamboo forest is still low and young.
Fan Li seemed to have high regard for the Xingyun Bamboo in the bamboo slips, and repeatedly told him that if possible, it would be returned to the Star Gazing Sect. Wuxu recalled this and took some young bamboos before exiting the cave.
Just as he was about to seal the cave again, Wuxu suddenly thought of the bamboo slips that had been placed in the Dharma Realm. Since he had already benefited a lot from the bamboo slips, why should he keep them all for himself? Why not put them back far away and share them with those
The nebula is like a young bamboo, and it was later spread that
People who are predestined? I hope that those who come after me will be able to see him through the predestined life and death, just like a sweet spring in the desert, like seeing the light in nothingness? This is not only in line with the teachings of the various schools of thought, but also in the world.
Secretly passing on the spirit of a gentleman’s constant self-improvement from generation to generation.
Thinking of this, Wuxu returned to the cave study, took out the bamboo slips from the Dharma Realm, and solemnly returned them to their original positions one by one. Finally, he bowed deeply towards the rows of bamboo slips.
On the small wooden boat, nine people from He Qifeng were practicing the Mandala Sword of the Heavens. In the past few days, the nine people had been working almost day and night, using the wooden boat as a mandala, each visualizing the heavens, and their minds were connected.
And in the meantime, he would use the wisdom fist seal of the Great Sun Tathagata from time to time to guide him, making the appearances of the heavens manifested by the mandala reveal the meaning of annihilation.
Wuxu flew into the attic of the wooden boat, and saw that all the nine people in He Qifeng had transformed into the forms of the Great Self-Heaven, Emperor Shitian, Wei Tuotian and other heavens. Their magical powers gradually became apparent. Then he revealed the aura of annihilation in his Dharma Realm and entered.
The mandala of the wooden boat also flew out of a stream of air from He Qifeng and others, or turned into a bone sword and held it in his hand, or turned into a bead of annihilation and hung it on his forehead.
At this point, the Mandala Heavenly Sword has been slightly completed.
Wuxu then sent a message, "I have something to do. You can go up the river and inform Yingtian Mansion about the large-scale attack by the Dragon Tribe navy in the East China Sea in the near future."
What Wuxu said in the air was to go to Hongze Lake to find traces of Zhao Tong. Wuxu learned from He Qifeng and others that Zhao Tong was injured by a Lamaist master, and his life and death were unknown, and his whereabouts were unknown. But King Xiao Ming
The headquarters was still at Hongze Lake, and the place where Zhao Tong fought with the Lamaist masters that day was at Hongze Lake. Therefore, Wuxu decided to go to Hongze Lake to explore first.
Wuxu flew north-west and passed the boundary of Zhenjiang. Suddenly he saw several faint demonic auras rising below, enveloping the night fog of the Yangtze River, which was very cold. He stopped, lowered his head and took a closer look. The surface of the river was soothing, and the wind was blowing.
There was a slight sway, but there was no one there.
Wuxu hid in the Dharma Realm and slowly descended towards the river. Not long after, he saw several turbulent water whirlpools that were very suspicious. The demonic energy he sensed earlier emerged from these places.
If it was a demon cultivator, he would kill it, and if it was Zhao Tong, it was just right. Wuxu immediately dived into the river and flew toward the bottom of the river. After a while, he saw several twisted figures surrounding a deep cave entrance. One of them,
His hands were flying, as if he was trying to break the restriction on the peak at the entrance of the cave. At the same time, he said with a sly smile, "Pan Ruoxue, if you come out obediently, surrender to me, and submit to our religion, I will spare your life if I am pleased."
A familiar female voice came from the cave, "You demon sect has gone too far to deceive others! I have already handed over the poisonous insects into your hands, why do you want to kill them all?" Upon hearing this, Wu Xu knew,
There is no doubt that it is Pan Ruoxue.
"Hey, do you think your Ten Thousand Snakes Heart-Eating Gu is still useful? To tell you the truth, Zhang Shicheng has already joined the sect. I just see you as a little pretty and feel a little pity." The man said,
While speeding up his gestures.
The dark entrance of the cave gradually became brighter, as if the restriction placed by Pan Ruoxue was about to be lifted.
Pan Ruoxue was in the cave and was shocked and angry when she heard that Zhang Shicheng had taken refuge in the Demon Cult. Then she looked above her and finally saw that the Nine Netherworld Water Barrier covered with Netherworld Qi was being broken bit by bit, regardless of her injuries.
The body transformed into its true form, raising its head and spitting out a breath of netherworld energy in an attempt to strengthen the barrier.
But I heard the man outside saying proudly, "It's useless. You are seriously injured now, and the power of the Netherworld Qi is greatly reduced. If it weren't for the fact that seven real monks were fighting in the sky just now, this envoy came out of the water to inspect you."
This barrier has been broken long ago."
Before she finished speaking, Pan Ruoxue saw a pair of hands making a mysterious gesture at the entrance of the cave, absorbing all the ghostly energy that she had sprayed out.
The entrance to the cave became brighter, but Pan Ruoxue's face was ashen. That day, Pan Ruoxue planted the heart-eating poison of ten thousand snakes on Zhang Shicheng and Zhang Shide, forcing them to march to attack the Yuan army on the north bank. At the same time, he led the East China Sea monks and tens of thousands of elite soldiers to fight with Huali
Hu's troops fought fiercely for several days and finally conquered Zhenjiang. But they didn't want to
, at the celebration banquet, several demonic cultivators who were pretending to be Donghai monks suddenly rose up and launched an attack. The poisoned Donghai monks were almost wiped out. Pan Ruoxue was also seriously injured and managed to escape, but was rushed in later.
The demon sect's envoy, through his unique mark, chased and killed him all the way, and finally got stuck in the river.
Seeing the Nine Netherworld Water Barrier disappearing inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, the moonlight was projected along the river, and the figures of the demon cultivators were shaking like ghosts above. Pan Ruoxue gritted her teeth and said to the top, "I
Gong Nai is the direct disciple of the three True Spirit Island Masters of Dongji Island, how can he betray the East Sea Demon Alliance and submit to your demon sect!?"
"It doesn't matter. If you and I become good friends between Qin and Jin, the three island masters will definitely be happy to see it happen." Seeing that Pan Ruoxue seemed to have some intention, the demon sect's envoy moved a little slower, as if he wanted to show off.
A little bit of reciprocal sincerity.
"Amitabha, you are actually trying to rob civilian girls and turn good girls into demons! What should we do!?" Wuxu said leisurely on the futon in the Dharma Realm, but his voice spread out.
"Master Wuxu!" Pan Ruoxue suddenly shouted with joy.
"Master Wuxu?" The demon sect envoy recited it in a low voice, and was suddenly shocked. He looked around the quiet river and saw no one. He couldn't help but cursed secretly, "Damn it! This person is actually here.
Appear!" Immediately, it turned into a black smoke and fled quickly with the entourage on the left and right.
Wuxu watched a black smoke in front of him, merge into the river water, and scatter in all directions. He did not stop the pursuit, but took out the bone sword and made a light stroke in the water.
Pan Ruoxue, who flew out of the cave, only felt the river water pause slightly, and a series of screams sounded muffled in the water. Then, she saw a scholar, holding a snow-white sword, standing not far away.
, after swinging the sword several times calmly, he smiled at himself.
Wuxu stood there, looking at Pan Ruoxue, whose face was pale. He slowly rotated his hands, extracting the ghost energy that had just dissipated from the water waves into his palms, and turned it into a lotus with white branches on the black base. As always, there were several numbers on the lotus.
Drops of dew like ink.
Wuxu gently pushed his hands towards Pan Ruoxue, and the lotus flower condensed with the spirit of the netherworld flew towards Pan Ruoxue.
"Thank you for your hard work, Fairy Pan. Please heal your wounds quickly. The young monk is here to protect the fairy."
When Pan Ruoxue heard Wuxu's words, she was not pretentious, and the charming and charming beauty turned into a silver snake more than a hundred feet long. Its long tongue covered the lotus in front of her.
Rolling around, a pair of triangular eyes covered with scales glanced at Wuxu coldly, then ducked and swam back into the cave.
As the saying goes
Stars on the bamboo slips remain in the cave, and white bones and jade beads fly to the sky.
After listening to the words of life and death in Dajiang, the ghosts and ghosts spread the message of fate in the palm of their hand.