Chapter 120: Is He Okay?
When he woke up, he felt like he was sleeping on a soft bed.
The tone around him was dark and gloomy, and he turned over and sat up, only to find that even the sheets were black.
Sitting cross-legged on the hard ground, he twisted the Buddha beads with one hand and placed the other hand on his chest, and quietly recited the Buddha's name.
"Awake?"
The hoarse and rough man's voice could not hear the slightest emotion, and he felt that his front was a little brighter, and he saw two black shadows, like two cold blades out of the sheath, standing with a sinister aura.
"You guys?" There was a slight strangeness in Shi Kong's heart, these people were clearly demon cultivators, and since ancient times, the demons and Buddhas had not been separated, how could they keep him here?
"Don't be surprised, we didn't save you. "One humane.
"Xu is a whim of our young master, and I found you unconscious monk halfway, so I arrested you. ”
"You don't know how much your little bit of golden light makes us want to destroy. The other said, in a cruel tone.
"Young Master?" Shikong asked, ignoring the dangerous words, his face was flat.
The two of them didn't answer, and let out a sound of "Amitabha", and a raging golden light suddenly burst out on their bodies, and the majestic Dharma spread out, sweeping away all the darkness.
The space was brighter, and the two of them stepped back slightly, rushing out of force in front of them, hitting the surging Buddha light.
After all, Shikong was slightly injured, and the two of them were obviously not young people, so he just sat on the ground with a "bang".
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the entire space sank, and with a muffled sound, the movements of the two men stopped.
Behind them, a bright light suddenly shot in, as if opening the door, and then, the two of them turned around respectfully and walked out.
Shikong stood up and quickly followed.
When he went out, he looked back and realized that he had just been in a carriage.
The reason why it is said to be a carriage is because there is a dragon with black scales lying in front of it, and it is lying on the ground, with a heavy chain tied to its body, like a beast pulling a cart.
At the same time, the dragon's aura was extremely evil, spreading like a wave that seemed to pull people into the abyss of desire, killing, and madness.
Looking at the sky, my heart was slightly shocked, there was more than one terrible black dragon, it was actually several in parallel, and each of them pulled a black gold magnificent carriage, at a glance, it was very magnificent.
"Young master. ”
The voice next to him pulled back his senses, and when he turned to his side, he saw several dark shadows clustered in front of him, two of whom were on one knee, facing forward.
And the person they are facing has really robbed all the color and brilliance of the world.
Shikong took a step back, and the exaggerated expression that he couldn't suppress appeared on the face of this young master of the so-called reincarnated true Buddha for the first time.
"You, why are you here? ”
The man walked over, stood in front of him, and asked slowly.
Shikong Xiao took a step back, lowered his head, and didn't dare to look at the other party at all, he said "Amitabha" and began to chant the scriptures silently.
"Why don't you answer, Master. ”
The man said again, and there was a slight confusion in his breath, and he closed his eyes and continued to chant the mantra.
"He, is he okay?"
Suddenly, the man turned halfway around and spat out an inexplicable question.
Hearing this, his body was slightly turbulent, but in the end, he still didn't answer.
The man walked up to the two men who were kneeling on one knee, sighed, and said, "He is still wounded, so don't you want to win." ”
Shikong heard it, took a step forward, and forcibly suppressed the tremor of his voice: "You...... Why do you have anything to do with such demons? ”
Hearing this, the man smiled, and then uncontrollably, the laughter became louder and louder, and Shikong never dared to raise his eyes, but when he heard the voice, the speed of chanting the mantra in his mouth was desperately accelerated.
The air was silent, except for the laughter that seemed to be like a jewel fading, and all the black shadows were half-kneeling, as if they had entered death.
The man's fingers swiped, and several black dragons got up instantly, and when they saw it, the half-kneeling people flashed into the carriage in an instant.
"Master, if you want to follow, please get in the car, if you don't want to come near me, the demon, and stand where you are, they will not spare you to be quiet. ”
As he spoke, the figure of the man disappeared, and he only stood for a long time, watching the dragon take off and the carriage flew away.
He looked at the desolate and completely unfamiliar environment around him, and walked to the place where the man had just stood, and he wanted to sit down and cultivate, but he found that if there were wisps of rope in his heart, he couldn't calm down.
A cold bead of sweat slid down his forehead, and he felt that his Buddha path was about to come to an end.
......
Xuan Yu's consciousness was muddy, the scene in front of him was sometimes blurry, sometimes clear, and he struggled to open his eyes wide, but he still didn't know where he was.
Suddenly, he seemed to fall to the ground from a height, the strange thing was that his body didn't hurt at all, he struggled to get up, and Xuan Yu saw that it was bright white in all directions.
And underneath it, it is soft and new, vigorous grass color.
Then, in the distance, there was a small chirping, and he couldn't help but move his steps and walk forward, as if the chirping was a kind of calling to him.
As he walked, he was a little confused, who was he? His name was Xuan Yu...... Or is it called Yang Yu, or something else?
Lowering his head and looking at his body, the golden mangs burst into bursts, and the ghost touched his hair, and turned it over to the strand in front of him, which was snow-white.
"Squeak-"
The small chirping was even more distinct, and he bent down to see a hairless bird, fluttering in the ground, light and pink, faintly flowing with gold and red.
Stretching out his hand, Xuan Yu lightly touched the top of the bird's head, and actually felt an astonishing heat, it raised its eyes, and its two eyes flashed like obsidian, but he saw that in the depths, there were two fiery flames.
"Little bird, you're pretty good. ”
He opened his palm, touched it twice, and his voice softened, "Looking at your appearance, it is estimated that you were born not long ago, really, talented." ”
Xuan Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a finger poked in front of the bird's eyes, and asked, "Do you want to become more powerful?"
With two clicks of his fingertips, a small pinch of golden-white fire lit up, illuminating the bird's eyes.
Seeing this, the bird fluttered half a foot high at once, as if it was quite excited, and the "squeak" chirping continued.
"Alright, alright. ”
Xuan Yu withdrew the fire and withdrew his hand teasingly, and the bird immediately drooped down, and looked at him with two eyes.
Seeing the appearance of the little bird, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and then with a "poof", Xuan Yu's palm came out again, and the overwhelming tongue of fire rushed into the bird's body.
In this golden and white fire, there is a white essence flowing that belongs to his inner dan.
The bird squeaked lightly, and then the "squeak" suddenly turned into a long roar, and the two crumpled wings on its back also opened up, like two dazzling clouds.
In the clouds, the golden meaning rolls and waves, and the large masses show the color of blue and white, scorching, gorgeous, righteous and awe-inspiring, and extraordinary.
"It's beautiful. ”
Xuan Yu patted its head and praised it sincerely.
"Do you have a name?"
Seeing that the little bird shook its head, it still looked very happy, Xuan Yu's eyes smiled, "My name is Yang Yu, and you have a little green in your fire and wings, then you will be called Qingyang." ”
Qingyang, also later, Phoenix.