Well?

Mo Yunhai also let out a sigh of surprise, and looked at the mountain peak with a flickering gaze.

After the baptism of the aftermath of the battle, the dust and gravel on the mountain peaks rolled down, and earth-shaking changes took place.

If you look closely, there is nothing too strange, but when you look at it from a distance, you can immediately find a different place.

It's like a huge Buddha statue that has been formed naturally.

After the river continues to wash up and ripple, the gravel continues to roll down, and the mountain peak looks more and more like a big Buddha.

The river spread, submerging most of the peaks.

The only difference is that this big Buddha, which resembles a mountain peak, is not standing in the middle of the river, but as if lying horizontally in the river.

Half of the Buddha's face was submerged by the river, and half was exposed, washed by the river, as if it was naturally carved.

"How can it be a big Buddha?"

Mo Yunhai looked at the big Buddha lying in the river strangely.

The gravel rolled down, forming the appearance of a big Buddha, and Mo Yunhai absolutely did not believe that it would be caused by coincidence.

Unless, this big Buddha has existed for a long time, and it has existed for a long time.

It is only in this case that after countless years of changes, the Buddha was submerged in the dust of history, and finally sat in the form of a mountain peak in the middle of the river.

The changes in Jiangzhong also immediately attracted the attention of the rest of the people.

A sword light burst through the air, revealing its figure.

Luo Haochen stood in the void and looked at the big Buddha lying horizontally, his sword eyebrows couldn't help but raise slightly, and there was a puzzled look in his eyes.

As the place where the three rivers converge, there is no telling how many years in Yuzhou, and the Huashan faction is the Zhenzhou faction in Yuzhou, and there is almost nothing in Yuzhou that can be hidden from the ears and eyes of Huashan.

But the big Buddha in front of him, he never knew the origin.

In that case, things are a little wrong.

Luo Haochen appeared, and the strong men of the rest of the parties couldn't sit still at the moment.

Xiao Hong and Yang Ting walked in the air, and they also appeared in the river, and the surging river could not set off the slightest wind and waves in front of the two.

Xiao Hong stared at the Big Buddha and said, "Governor Yang, you have been in Lin'an Mansion for many years, have you ever heard of the origin of the Big Buddha in front of you?"

"Nope. ”

Yang Ting shook his head and said: "The old man has been in Lin'an Mansion for more than ten years, and he never knew that the mountain peak of the place where the three rivers converge, since it would be transformed by this Buddha statue.

This Buddha statue looks very old, and I am afraid that it is not necessarily preserved from ancient times. ”

At this point, Yang Ting did not lie.

If it weren't for Fang Xiu and Mo Yunhai fighting and shattering the disguise on the surface of the Buddha statue, I'm afraid I don't know how long it would take for people to discover the true face of this mountain.

Or in a few hundred years, you may not be able to see each other.

Suddenly, a powerful and extremely oppressive momentum came from afar, and a middle-aged man in a topaz robe stepped into the air, followed by the four people silently.

These four people are all the same, they all walk in the air, and they are obviously all strong people who have broken the boundaries between heaven and man.

The four strong men who broke the boundary between heaven and man, but they followed behind the topaz-robed man like guards, and they couldn't help but make people frown secretly in one scene.

When Xiao Hong and Yang Ting saw the comer, their faces changed in unison, and then they bowed their heads and saluted: "Yang Ting (Jinyi Wei Xiao Hong)." I've seen King Ping!"

"No need to be polite!"

A faint voice, but with an irresistible majesty.

Yang Ting and Xiao Hong did not hesitate, and they both responded in unison: "Yes!"

Looking at King Ping, who was not angry and arrogant in front of him, Yang Ting's heart couldn't help but burst.

He never thought that the Shenwu Heavenly Dynasty would let King Ping come to Lin'an Mansion.

King Ping!

He was one of the biological brothers of Emperor Fu Qingcang of the Shenwu Heavenly Dynasty, and was canonized as King Ping, with a noble position but no military power.

If it was just like this, Yang Ting and Xiao Hong would not be so respectful.

The main reason is that this King Ping is still a powerful martial artist, a grandmaster-level powerhouse who has surpassed the innate nature.

In the face of the existence of a martial arts master, even Xiao Hong, as a strong person on the innate list, did not dare to have the slightest disrespect.

What's more, King Ping is still a canonized prince, and his status is extremely respectful, much higher than him, a thousand households in brocade clothes.

King Ping's majestic eyes glanced at it, and finally landed on Luo Haochen's body, and said, "The Seven Sons of Pure Yang are famous, Your Excellency doesn't know which one of them is?"

"Luo Haochen, the seventh son of Chunyang, has seen King Ping!"

Luo Haochen arched his hand slightly and replied.

As the Seventh Son of Pure Yang, a Grandmaster-level powerhouse could arouse his jealousy, but it would not make him too respectful.

The identity of the other party is a dignified prince, the Shenwu Heavenly Dynasty rules Kyushu, and although the Huashan faction is a major faction in Zhenzhou, it is actually under the Shenwu Heavenly Dynasty.

Without necessity, Luo Haochen did not intend to have any conflict with King Ping.

The congenital extreme realm powerhouses are not allowed to travel across states at will, and they need the permission of the Zhenzhou faction to enter it.

But there is also a difference, it is the people of the imperial court, who are not in this restriction.

The various sects only restrain the strong men of the major sects, and they all adopt a relatively mild approach to the strong men of the imperial court, and they will not have a head-on conflict with the imperial court.

Even, those who can really represent the face of the imperial court, these Jianghu sects have to take the initiative to sell a little face.

So when King Ping appeared, the powerhouses of all parties who had planned to take a look also appeared here.

"Wudang Jade Skin, I've seen King Ping!"

A Taoist wearing a gossip robe and holding a dusty sword in his arm stepped into the air and said to King Ping.

King Ping bowed his head slightly and said, "How is it to manifest a real person lately?"

"Everything is fine with the ancestor, and there is Lord Lao worried. ”

"You're welcome, if this king has time, he will definitely go to Wudang in person and see the immortal face of the manifested real person!"

Facing the jade skin, King Ping's face was not angry and arrogant, showing a faint smile.

Even if he is a strong martial arts master, he still has absolute respect for the manifestation of the Wudang faction.

Because the other party is the same as the Huangfu Qingcang of the Shenwu Heavenly Dynasty, they are all strong people at the top of Kyushu, even the Huangfu Qingcang has enough respect for the person from the Wudang faction.

As long as that person does not fall, Wudang will always be a big faction in Zhenzhou, and the court will not easily offend Wudang.

Hearing this, Yuyu smiled and said, "If the prince wants to go, Wudang will definitely welcome him." ”

The appearance of powerhouses from all sides, including the appearance of King Ping of the Martial Arts Grandmaster, failed to cause Fang Xiu's expression to fluctuate.

Now Fang Xiu's attention has been completely attracted by the big Buddha lying horizontally.

The moment he saw the Big Buddha, the hidden sense of familiarity in Fang Xiu's mind was suddenly aroused.

He had definitely seen this scene before.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be so familiar.

The river is surging and washes on the Buddha's body, but no matter how it washes, the Buddha cannot be submerged.

Fang Xiu watched quietly, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the memory that had been forgotten for a long time was finally revealed.