"Those should be the two envoys of the Phantom Heart Demon. We are still injured, but we didn't notice the two of them. They came here secretly. It seems that Wushuang City is also having a different intention now because Brother Jiang's life and death are uncertain."
Zhu Wuwu raised his brows as he watched the two people with Dongfang Bubai Flying Needles leave quickly.
Dongfang Bubai said calmly, "They have been hit by my poisonous sting. Although I have shown mercy, they can only live for seven days at most. After seven days, they will definitely die. I want them to tell Dugu
On the other hand, let Dugu Yifang see our attitude."
Zhu Wuwang frowned and said slowly, "At present, Dugu Fang is just testing and waiting. If there is any change, the power Wushuang City operates in Shenwu Kingdom can easily cause us a lot of trouble. This time we are digging the mountain.
We cannot mobilize too many manpower, and only Wushuang City can mobilize so many craftsmen from the Shenwu Kingdom."
Huanhan snorted coldly, "Wushuang City had better not have any different intentions, otherwise I, the Yingui Sect, will never sit idly by and ignore it."
After saying this, Huanwan suddenly stretched out her hand to grab the powerful Fire Lin Knife, and the two gods of Yin and Yang rushed out and headed straight for the Realm-breaking Pearl at the handle of the knife.
Everyone was surprised when they saw this. Only Wang Yuyan and other people who knew that Huanyuan was connected with Jiang Dali's soul were not surprised.
Now that Jiang Dali is away, his magic weapon is certainly ownerless, but ordinary people cannot easily enter the realm-breaking bead to explore with their spirit. If they are not careful, their spirit may be trapped in the realm-breaking bead and unable to escape.
Only because Huanwen had already merged with Jiang Dali's Yuan Shen and understood the Yuan Shen skills, was it possible to safely investigate, which also gave everyone some hope.
As we all know, even if the body of a strong person in the Return to True Realm is destroyed, he can survive for a period of time relying only on his soul. Even if he can find a suitable host in time, he may be reborn.
Of course, there are very few people who can really persevere until they find a suitable host. Throughout the ages, most of the powerful people in the Return to True Realm are truly dead when they die. The soul cannot last forever between heaven and earth.
But Jiang Dali possesses rare treasures such as the Breaking Realm Pearl that can foster the soul. If the soul is still alive in it, it will definitely survive.
However, after a while, as Huanhua's delicate body shook, everyone saw that there was no joy in her face, and their hearts sank.
"In this realm-breaking bead, there is no soul of the village master, but only a bunch of trapped distractions of the Blood-Transforming God Lord..." Hanhan frowned and shook her head.
"Where did the village leader go?"
Wang Yuyan was worried.
Murong Qingqing looked at the two corpses of Pang Ban and the Divine General on the ground with a solemn expression, and said, "There is no trace of the bodies of the village master and Xiong Ba. Could it be that both of them are still alive?"
King Nie said, "Impossible! At the end of the battle that day, Xiong Ba's body had been shattered by my sword energy, and all his meridians had been shattered. His heart was even hit by Brother Zhu's sword. It was absolutely impossible for him to be alive. The reason why his body was not found
, it was probably destroyed by the thunder bombardment he summoned, and finally he blew himself up and destroyed his soul. His body and soul were both destroyed, and he was bound to die."
"good!"
Zhu Yilan said in a serious voice, "At the last moment that day, it was Brother Jiang who shook Brother Nie and I out of the pit, otherwise neither of us would have survived, and Xiong Ba's self-destructed soul would have been even more impossible to survive.
"
"Brother Jiang! You have your destiny, so you must still be alive. But, where are you now?"
King Nie's eyes were bloodshot, and his rough face was full of haggard. He gritted his teeth as he looked at the deep pit below where many craftsmen were buried.
He has not slept a wink for seven days and seven nights. No matter how strong his skills are, his vitality is severely damaged due to serious injuries and he still needs to rest and recover.
"Amitabha! The old monk came a step too late! I'm really ashamed!"
At this moment, a Buddha's call suddenly came from the mountain road, followed by the sound of birdsong in the distance in the air.
Everyone turned around and saw a monk with fluttering beard and hair climbing up the mountain quickly using advanced martial arts. A divine bird with colorful feathers also appeared in the sky in the distance, with Xiao Feng and five other people standing on the bird's back.
"Monk, you are not a step late, but you are many days late."
Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly, his majestic eyes suddenly focused on the monk who went up the mountain, and said, "Tell me, did you tell Jiang the location of the Divine Stone after it was unsealed? Otherwise, how could he know the exact location of the Divine Stone? Why did you go there after him?
It took me so long to get here.”
This belated monk is naturally the sweeping monk.
After hearing this, everyone also thought of this.
The sacred stone was originally sealed by the Shaolin monk Hui Yun with the power of Bodhidharma. Once the sacred stone is unsealed, only the Shaolin monks can accurately sense its specific location.
Therefore, it was probably someone from Shaolin who informed Jiang Dali, and then Jiang Dali notified everyone that Xiong Ba had appeared at Tianxiahui with the sacred stone, and he came to Tianxiahui first on his own in an attempt to stop Xiongba.
But Shaolin, who was the first to discover the unsealing of the sacred stone, arrived at Tianxiahui last, which is indeed suspicious.
At this moment, Shenluan also landed quickly. Xiao Feng and others jumped down one after another. They all looked shocked when they saw the Tianxiahui Main Altar which was in devastation as if there was an earthquake.
"Benefactor!"
Xiao Feng's eyes widened and he rushed to the side of Jiang Dali's relics with a look of disbelief.
"Amitabha!"
The sweeping monk, with a slightly pity expression on his face, quickly approached everyone's eyes like a pottery man shrinking to the ground. He clasped his hands together and said, "Dongfang Donor, and other benefactors, please be restrained and calm. In fact, it's not that the old monk came too late.
It was a journey of eight thousand miles from Songshan Mountain in Shaolin. Even a thousand-mile BMW would not be able to travel a thousand miles in a day for eight days. The old monk had tried his best to get here, but it was still too late.
."
Everyone saw that although his tone was calm and his breathing was even when he spoke, his monk's clothes were stained with dust, and his forehead and ears were dripping with sweat. When they thought about it, this old monk was able to travel 8,000 miles in seven days to get here.
He tried his best, and among everyone, Dongfang Bubai, who was known for his speed, was the only one who could be faster, and his expression softened a little.
At this time, many people gathered here, and it was inevitable to talk about the causes and consequences. It turned out that Xiao Feng and others had just left the War Temple four days ago. After seeing the letter that Jiang Dali had sent earlier, they also learned that Tianshan
In order to fight, he immediately rode the Shenluan and came over, but by this time it was already too late.
When the sweeping monk saw the corpses of hundreds of craftsmen buried in the pit, he felt remorseful and repented. He recited Buddhist sutras and then sighed, "Donor from the East, why are you so cruel? These craftsmen are just ordinary innocent people. It's a pity that
It's a pity that if this poor monk had come earlier, he could have saved hundreds of lives. Amitabha..."
Dongfang Bubai put his hands behind his back with a cold expression, "Old monk, if Jiang Dali dies, more people will definitely die in this world. You want to save, but can you? You can stop me, but you can't.
other people?"
Many of the people were chivalrous. Although they frowned and couldn't bear it, they had to agree with Dongfang Bubai's words in their hearts.
If Jiang Dali is really dead, not to mention his many enemies, even the ambitious Wushuang City will have no one to curb it. It is bound to break the contract and show stronger ambitions. By then, Black Wind Village and Wushuang City will fight.
, rivers and lakes are bleeding and drifting, and countless casualties are inevitable.
Among the people, except for Dongfang Bubai and Huanwen, the radicals such as King Nie Ren may fully support Heifeng Stronghold and participate in the war.
Even if others like Xiao Feng, Xie Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng and others do not want to cause a bloody storm in the world, they still have to make a choice between benevolence and righteousness. They are in a difficult situation. How can the sweeping monk stop it by himself?
The sweeping monk's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the deep pit below. He sighed and shook his head and said, "Donor Dongfang, the old monk cannot control the world, but if you want to save the lives of these hundreds of people, you don't need to control the world. In fact, you need to know that Donor Jiang is alive now."
It’s not difficult to know where to die or even go.”
"What did you say!?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
"Old monk, what can you do?"
The impatient Huanwan quickly asked.
"Amitabha! Be patient!"
The sweeping monk slowly brought his hands together, and then rotated his hands ninety degrees in opposite directions to form a cross.
The next moment, he suddenly opened his palms, and golden Buddha light suddenly appeared in his body and eyes. Sanskrit chants came from his mouth, and a "卍" Buddha seal shot out from his palms, and he went straight to the deep pit below.
boom!--
In the deep pit below, the masonry shook open, and a string of quite large beads were attracted by the Buddha's seal and shook out.
The sweeping monk reached out and grabbed the Buddha bead and immediately absorbed it into his hand.
This prayer bead is clearly the Hui En rosary.
When Zhu Wuwu and others saw this, their hearts moved.
The old sweeping monk said in a slow voice, "On that day, the poor monk relied on the power of our temple's Patriarch Bodhidharma to open his eyes, and through the connection of this string of Buddhist beads, he was able to inform Donor Jiang of the location of the sacred stone across a long distance.
This string of Buddhist beads may have limited utility to ordinary people, but to our temple, it is a secret related to Patriarch Bodhidharma.
Now that Donor Jiang is missing and his life and death are uncertain, but the beads are still there, perhaps the poor monk can use the power of Patriarch Bodhidharma in this string of beads to find some traces of Donor Jiang after he fell into the pit and disappeared."
"Related to Bodhidharma!?"
Everyone's expressions changed slightly when they heard this, and they couldn't help but believe it.
Bodhidharma is the ancestor of Shaolin and is called the Venerable.
Even though he has definitely passed away now, the things related to it are still mysterious and must be powerful.
Because no matter how high their martial arts are, all of them are still in the realm of the mundane, but Bodhidharma is called the Venerable, but he is the real Buddha. He can show all kinds of amazing magical powers, which is the foundation of Shaolin.
Suddenly, the sweeping monk wrapped his hands around Buddha beads, holding the largest Buddha bead in his hand, chanting Buddhist sutras, and then gave a low drink.
"Well!"
Buzz!!——
The beads immediately emitted golden light. The largest one, the size of an adult's fist, began to rotate gently. Suddenly, its surface loosened, and dense lines appeared. It unfolded like a mechanism, and suddenly a metal piece shot out.
The metal was spinning and spinning, and suddenly stopped in front of everyone's eyes. It turned out to be made of countless black and white metal dice. However, what these metal dice revealed was not the ideas of the dice, but the bricks made of them.
On the six sides, in the center, there is an "x" shaped logo!
When everyone saw this object, doubts appeared in their minds.
What is this?
What connection does this thing have with Bodhidharma?
Through this thing, can we know the traces of Jiang Dali’s disappearance at the end of the battle?