Chapter 117: A Lovesickness Buried Two Hundred Years Deep
In the quaint temple of reincarnation.
There are wisps of gray mist wafting outside the hall, tumbling~~
In the hall, all kinds of peculiar beast carvings, tall beams and columns, the overall black dark tone.
The huge ancient reincarnation disk on the wall of the temple shone brightly, and something came out of it.
It was a fiery crystal-like diamond, about the size of a thumb, and the most bizarre thing was that there was a flame in it, which seemed to never be extinguished, encased in a red crystal.
After Lu Qingping started it, she felt a warm feeling, but her eyebrows were instinctively jumping, and it was the instinctive fear of this "Red Flame True Fire".
The Red Flame True Fire belongs to the true fire required for the first level of the "Witch God Method", and has a unique restraint and damage effect on spirits such as ghosts and souls.
It is precisely because it has such terrible damage to the divine soul that it can allow the witch magic to borrow its firepower to stimulate the strength of the divine soul.
"Wonderful......"
After starting the "Red Flame True Fire", at the same time, Lu Qingping's mind was also instilled with the content of the first layer of the "Witch God Law", just a cursory glance, and he was shocked by the exquisite method of "refining the gods with fire", and secretly sighed that 1,500 merits were exchanged.
"Ancient Witch Clan, what kind of race is this......
Lu Qingping was amazed at the subtle talent of the ancient witch clan who created this witch god method, but after reviewing it on the reincarnation plate for a long time, there was no more information.
I wonder if this ancient witch is a race on the land of Yanfu?
"Although the three thousand merits are three times the amount I obtained from the previous incident, I can't stop spending it, so I only exchanged two things, and only more than two hundred were left, and sure enough, the things in the reincarnation hall are more precious in the later stage of cultivation, and the second layer of the witch god method and the orange spirit true fire add up to double the direct value, and it takes five thousand five hundred merits to ......"
Lu Qingping felt distressed, feeling that even if she earned more merit in the future, she would always be poor, and at the same time, she felt a little bit of the psychology of those people in her previous life.
"There are two hundred and seventy-six merits left, let's see if I can make the best use of the money, and finally exchange it for something useful to me......"
There is no shortage of wound medicine and other things after he goes out to reincarnate, and the knife of the White Deer Knife is enough for him before he cultivates to become a martial arts master.
But Lu Qingping soon found something that had to be bought.
"Wow~"
He seemed to hear the sound of empty pockets of coins disappearing.
At another moment, a black bag appeared in Lu Qingping's palm.
"A two-foot square storage bag is worth two hundred and fifty merits, although it is a little small and you can't put a knife, but it is enough to put some miscellaneous items and the like."
I exchanged dozens of bits and pieces of merit for some strange and exquisite gadgets, and then changed into clothes.
Call~
Lu Qingping took a deep breath, and after squandering the three thousand merits she had earned with her life this time, she asked, "When is the next reincarnation to open?" ”
"One hundred and eighty days later!"
That is, half a year.
Lu Qingping knew it in her heart, looked back at the Reincarnation Hall, and said softly:
"Leave!"
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Wudang Mountain.
It's still a misty mountain range.
An invisible vortex flashed, and Lu Qingping returned to the cave where she was retreating.
"Before entering the reincarnation is Wudang Mountain, after entering the reincarnation is the Zhenwu Mountain two hundred years ago, experienced a bloody storm here two hundred years ago, witnessed the historical fact that the heyday of the sect Xuantian Shenglong Dao was slaughtered by Buddhism two hundred years ago, and now it is back to the ...... two hundred years later"
"It feels really ......"
Lu Qingping has a complicated mood, with a sense of vicissitudes spanning two hundred years of reincarnation.
He walked out of the cave.
"Shizi."
"The prince of the world has been in retreat for ten days, and he has really broken through."
Sound surprise.
"Leave me alone, I'll just walk around the mountains."
"Yes."
The Grandmaster's voice was solemn.
Not far from the cave, there was a royal master waiting, but Lu Qingping did not let him accompany him.
…………
Wudang Mountain is drizzling.
The clouds are misty.
A young man in brocade walks in the mountains.
Half a day ago, it was still bleeding on the ground.
His mind drifted away, and he touched the scene......
In the reincarnation event, it is not really a time trip back to history, but only a projective historical event, a virtual character and world evolved by the reincarnation hall, but after his two experiences.
Although the world of characters is a virtual appearance evolved from the Temple of Reincarnation, the reality of the events is absolutely true.
Therefore, what he experienced was the true story of two men and women named Zhang Junbao and Su Xiuxiu two hundred years ago.
In history, in that tragedy, Su Xiuxiu fled into the Starry Sky Ancient Array and disappeared into the land of Yanfu.
And Zhang Junbao, he did not return to Buddhism, he guarded the Xuantian ruins alone, and finally founded a line of Wudang Mountain here, thinking of some people.
That person is Zhang Sanfeng, who is now behind Wudang Mountain and has been imprisoned for more than 100 years.
The boy returned to Wudang Mountain and recalled the introduction of the public story in reincarnation.
Lu Qingping sensed that this incident was not simple, and the stories of some of the remaining people were still going on and had not stopped.
The reincarnation event ended with the destruction of the Xuantian Sect, but Su Xiuxiu was teleported away by the Starry Sky Ancient Array.
And, according to the public information given by the Reincarnation Palace, it turned out to be ......
"She disappeared into the land of Yanfu......"
In just one sentence, it was filled with a huge amount of information, saying that Su Xiuxiu, who was sent away by the Star Sky Ancient Array, actually went to other worlds.
Long ago when he first entered reincarnation, Meng Hancian told him that there were still other worlds besides Yan Fu.
Not to mention the hometowns of those innate gods, there are also two heavens and earths that were broken into three pieces due to the ancient war, and there are still two pieces floating away from the Yanfu Continent.
And the most critical thing is.
"Li Shenxiu only sent Su Xiuxiu away, and the hidden truth in this makes people think about it carefully, and they can't help but feel that this Dragon Dao Lord has hidden a lot back then."
This is the temple of reincarnation, and there is no secret, perhaps it is not known.
The last is Zhang Sanfeng, who is sitting on Wudang Mountain at this time.
A poor man who was calculated and used by the King Kong Temple in his youth, killed Li Shenxiu with it, and made a young girl turn against him, no longer returned to Buddhism, but in the place where the Buddha's heart died, enclosed the land and raised Wudang Mountain again, in order to carry the hatred of more than 3,000 people on this mountain, as well as the thoughts of a woman......
Already, he still continues to be calculated and used by the King Kong Temple, and regards the Wudang Mountain he created as a place for Buddhism to raise dragons.
"King Kong Temple, I'm afraid you think that even Li Shenxiu and other strange people were killed by your calculations, and finally died, not to mention a Buddhist disciple Zhang Junbao from his own family, he must have been holding it tightly all his life, and there will be no problems."
If this Buddhist disciple is someone else, then the story of Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao is indeed over.
Wudang Mountain will be a subsidiary vein of the King Kong Temple, the holy land of Buddhism, for the King Kong Temple to harvest the Buddha spirit children raised by the Buddha's luck every ten years.
Just like Yin Xiao of Wudang Mountain 80 years ago, Shen Xiufeng of Wudang Mountain 50 years ago, and the late sun of Wudang Mountain Forest of this generation.
It's a pity that Lu Qingping has two worlds of plausible but not strange memories, and is particularly sensitive to the existence of a certain type of "acquaintance".
Since the Guanyin Bodhisattva, Jin Chanzi, Lu Zu and others he is familiar with are all really standing at the pinnacle of this world.
Then Zhang Sanfeng, who was also known as the supreme master of the Daomen in his previous life, how could he really be mediocre in his life.
He gave himself the name of Sanfeng, and he was destined to be as unusual as Lu Zu in this world.
And Lu Qingping's "Tai Chi True Meaning Prototype" obtained by Zhang Junbao in reincarnation is even more proof of his ideas.
In the Xianwu rivers and lakes, will the "Tai Chi" be a simple thing?
At that time, Zhang Junbao had already created the prototype of Tai Chi.
Then Zhang Sanfeng, who died to the Buddha's heart, painted himself as a prison, and sat on Wudang Mountain for more than a hundred years. Two hundred years later, what realm should he evolve into Tai Chi, the first fist of Taoism?
Lu Qingping walked unconsciously, and at some point, she had already come to the halfway point under Xuanwu Peak.
came to the place where he first met Su Xiuxiu when he entered the reincarnation event.
"The tree is still there?"
Lu Qingping was amazed that this old tree was still on Xuanwu Peak after two hundred years of wind and rain drastic changes.
That ancient acacia tree.
A trance.
He said with mixed emotions: "Why can't you be here?" ”
Because no one knows.
Lu Qingping looked at this acacia tree that had hidden the heart of a purple-clothed girl two hundred years ago.
After all, she still responded to her own story.
After all, a heart has been buried here for 200 years, and it has never been known.
Two hundred years ago.
One person walked away from the starry sky, and the other drew the ground as a prison again.
The heart that was too late to say became a permanent hatred at that moment, which could not be forgiven......
Today.
Under the old acacia tree.
The brocade-clothed boy squatted down, picked up the soil with his hands, and dug out something under the tree......
A two-hundred-year-old acacia.