Text Chapter 3: The Mysterious Stone

"Zhang Gui, haven't you eaten today? What a waste, it hasn't been solved for so long. Li Quan on the side was already impatient and said, if he was allowed to go out, he would solve Mo Bufan in two clicks, and maybe he could still perform in front of Brother Feng.

Although Chen Zifeng stood aside, he looked at the battle on the field coldly, his face was cold, but he said secretly in his heart: "I didn't see it before, this Mo Bufan still has some strength, but since he can't use it for himself, it will ruin him." ”

"Zhang Gui, solve it quickly. At this time, standing on the side, Chen Zifeng spoke.

In the battle on the field, as time went by, Mo Bufan's seriously injured body gradually couldn't support it, and he was almost attacked by Zhang Gui a few times, but fortunately, he was thrillingly dodged.

After Zhang Gui heard Chen Zifeng's words, he no longer planned to play with Mo Bufan, and his moves became sharp, ready to quickly resolve the battle.

After a few rounds, Zhang Gui seemed to have expected Mo Bufan's situation, and at the moment when Mo Bufan's physical strength was exhausted and his move stopped, he suddenly smashed towards Mo Bufan.

"It's now. When Mo Bufan saw Zhang Gui, his fist smashed towards his chest, he already knew that the other party had taken the bait, his body dodged sideways, and the aura of the dantian worked, and he threw a backhand punch towards Zhang Gui's head.

In order to quickly solve the battle, Mo Bufan did not hesitate to risk his life, but it was actually him just now, deliberately revealing a flaw, for the sake of the current blow.

"Naive. However, the corners of Zhang Gui's mouth showed a sneer at this time, he had already seen Mo Bufan's true intentions, so he withdrew his hands and gave up the attack, and the spiritual power in his body gathered on his arm to meet Mo Bufan's move.

Rumble!

A powerful force surged, and the terrifying impact struck, instantly knocking Mo Bufan out in one fell swoop.

Mo Bufan took eight steps back before he could barely stabilize his figure, his robe moved with the wind, and his numb right hand began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Huh!" Zhang Gui saw that he was Mo Bufan, and he could still withstand his full blow, and he was a little stunned and said, shouldn't it?

"Zhang Gui, you can't do it, you can't even take the seriously injured waste, do you want me to help you." Li Quan, who was on the side, saw Zhang Gui, and couldn't take down Mo Bufan for a long time, so he began to fan the flames.

"No, I just warmed up just now, the show is only starting now, dealing with this seriously injured waste, I can do it alone, you just watch from the sidelines." Zhang Gui waved his hand for embarrassment, turned back to Li Quan on the side and said.

At this moment, the moment Mo Bufan saw Zhang Gui's figure and turned around, he knew that the opportunity had come, and he stepped on his legs, splashing dust all over the sky.

A cyan robe shook, the spiritual power in his body ran wildly, his five fingers clenched into fists, and he smashed Zhang Gui's chest with a fist.

"Compare speed with me, boy, you're a little more tender. Zhang Gui also looked back and saw that Mo Bufan, who suddenly hit his seat, looked disdainful, and his body was slightly sideways, and he easily dodged the blow.

Mo Bufan saw that he missed another blow, quickly turned his attack, rolled in the air, and kicked Zhang Gui's head with his right foot.

At the same time, between the lightning and flint, Zhang Gui's left hand suddenly grabbed Mo Bufan's right foot with a charged blow, making Mo Bufan unable to move.

On the fist as hard as iron, there was an incomparably fierce aura, and a punch slammed into Mo Bufan's chest.

"Click!" a sound of broken ribs sounded.

Mo Bufan felt a heart-rending pain in his chest, and the next moment, like a kite with a broken string, it smashed towards a stone tablet in the distance.

With the sound of "bump", Mo Bufan fell heavily, and next to the stone stele, blood continued to spurt out from his mouth, which suddenly stained the earth red, and the ribs in his chest were broken, and there was a sharp and intense pain.

Mo Bufan leaned against the stone tablet, gritted his teeth, endured the heart-rending pain from the broken ribs in his chest, and used up his body, the last trace of strength, and leaned his body against the stone tablet.

He tried his best to get himself up, but not long ago, his seriously injured body had not yet healed, and he had just been hit hard again, his ribs were broken, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

"You said to cut off your left foot first, or break your right foot first, otherwise, kowtow to me three times, beg me for mercy, and shout loudly, Mo Bufan is a waste, I will help you plead with Senior Brother Chen, how about it?" Zhang Gui slowly walked to Mo Bufan's side, half-squatted, grabbed Mo Bufan's robe with one arm, and said with a cold smile.

"You want me to beg for mercy, I bah. Mo Bufan spurted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and on Zhang Gui's face, his voice was hoarse and said word by word: "I Mo Bufan is dead, and I will not kneel down to others and beg for mercy." ”

"Look for death. Zhang Gui saw that Mo Bufan was already dying, and he was so hard-mouthed, not so tight, and he made his face bloody, hideous, and stepped on Mo Bufan's left foot joint, and stepped hard.

"Click. "A bang.

"Uh-huh...... Ah!" A heart-rending pain came from his left foot, and next to Mo Bufan's face, it instantly became extremely white, and his ten fingers pierced deeply into the flesh and blood of his palm, and drops of blood continued to remain from the flesh and blood.

"It's unbearable, it's not over, it's just the left foot, and the right foot, it's giving you a chance, if you kneel down and kowtow to me to admit your mistakes, and beg me to spare you, I'll let you go, how about it?" Zhang Gui looked at Mo Bufan with a hideous face and continued.

"You-Hugh-think!" Mo Bufan's bloodless face clenched his teeth, his upper and lower rows of teeth, trembling all over, and spitting out a few words with difficulty.

"Hmph, hard mouth, in that case, don't blame me for being ruthless. Zhang Guiyan stopped, not talking nonsense, one foot aimed at Mo Bufan, and on the joint of his right foot, he stepped hard.

"Click!" came at a burst of pain.

At this time, Mo Bufan's facial features had been twisted together, and his body couldn't help but tremble violently, with each slight tremor, his pain would deepen by a point.

Mo Bufan endured such pain to the death, fought hard, stood up to the sky with pride, never gave in, and stubbornly kept the last bit of clarity in his mind.

"I have backbone, I have broken my limbs and legs, and I can still hold on, it seems that it is still not enough, and I still have two arms. Zhang Gui couldn't help but feel a little admiration when he saw Mo Bufan, and he could not help but feel some admiration.

But it soon disappeared, replaced by a crazy and hideous color, he didn't believe it, Mo Bufan didn't ask him for mercy.

"Alright. At this moment, Chen Zifeng, who was standing on the side watching the play, opened his mouth to stop him at this time: "Don't beat him to death, this is Zizhu Forest, there are many registered disciples, see us have been here, once he dies here, once the sect is traced, we will also be punished, keep his dog's life, and slowly torture him in the future." ”

After hearing Chen Zifeng's words, Zhang Gui stopped his hand, glanced at Mo Bufan with an indifferent face, and said disdainfully: "Hmph, you are a fortune teller today, since Senior Brother Chen has spoken, let you go for the time being." After that, Zhang Gui seemed to be angry, and kicked Mo Bufan in the chest. Finally, he walked in the direction of Chen Zifeng.

The three of them didn't look at Mo Bufan, as if they had just done a trivial thing, and strode away.

After Mo Bufan ate Zhang Gui's kick, he snorted, his bloodshot eyes stared at the backs of the three of them when they left, and his voice roared hoarsely.

One day, he will make the three of them pay the price, and the damage he suffered today will definitely be returned to the other ten times in the day.

The figures of the three gradually faded away, until they completely disappeared from Mo Bufan's field of vision, and Mo Bufan, who couldn't hold on, finally fainted next to the stone tablet.

Bright red blood kept pouring out of Mo Bufan's body, falling on the stone tablet drop by drop, like a flower, blooming flowers on the other side, bewitching and beautiful.

At this moment, the mysterious stone tablet that had existed for an unknown number of years was dyed red by Mo Bufan's blood, and it unexpectedly emitted a faint light.

Although the faint light flickered, it did appear.

At the same time, the blood flowing on the mottled stone tablet was strangely absorbed by the stone tablet, and gradually formed one by one, extremely strange blood-colored runes.

After those strange blood-colored runes were formed, they began to revolve around the mysterious stone tablet, and then subtle cracks appeared on the mottled stone walls.

With the dense crowd, there are more and more cracks, and gradually spread all over the stone monument, and they begin to crack and fall off piece by piece. At the same time, between the cracks of the broken and falling stone monument, a faint trace of dark golden light overflowed from it.

The more mottled the cracks, the more dazzling the dark golden light became. Eventually, the cracks all over the stele collapsed...... Immediately after, a stone tablet emitting a dark golden light was revealed at this moment.

The perimeter of the mysterious stone tablet is full of mysterious patterns that crisscross and criss-cross. Between the lines and the lines, intricate, twists and turns, as if they are linked to each other, and like each other, mutually exclusive, water and fire are incompatible.

On the mottled stone wall, there are some dense, mysterious, and ancient scriptures carved with a long age. Those dark golden rays of light emanated from these ancient scriptures.

When you take a closer look, you will find that each of these ancient scriptures on the stele exudes a grand, solemn, and sacred atmosphere.

Each scripture is like a majestic Vajra, an Arhat who subdued demons, and an ancient holy Buddha, manifested, and has the terrifying power of transcendent sanctification, transforming all the world's evils and demons.

At the same time, the blood-colored runes that revolved around the mysterious stone tablet were gushing out at this moment, and endless blood-colored brilliance shrouded the mysterious stone tablet, turning into a flash of light, rushing into the sea of Mo Bufan's knowledge.

......

"Where is this, am I going to die?"

In the silent darkness, Mo Bufan's consciousness wanders around in a boundless space, as if there is no end in sight......

At this moment, a dark golden light broke the endless darkness and the silent space, it was like the sun in the night, illuminating the extraordinary world.

Mo Bufan looked up, the dazzling light made him unable to open his eyes, fortunately, the light was not too strong, and after a while, he could barely see clearly, it was a dark golden stone tablet.

On the stone wall, there are densely packed ancient scriptures, and each ancient scripture exudes a solemn, sacred, and ancient atmosphere......

Around the dark golden mysterious stone stele, there were also blood-colored strange runes, constantly rotating around the dark gold stele, as if they were endless.

Mo Bufan felt that under the dark golden light, a warm light enveloped him, and his whole body was warm and indescribably comfortable, as if he was in his mother's arms.

Mo Bufan looked at the black stone tablet and tried to find a way to get close to it, but his consciousness, as soon as he approached the dark golden stone tablet, was instantly knocked out by a powerful force......

Night fell quietly, a full moon hung high above the nine heavens, and the stars and the Milky Way surrounded the left and right.

Waiting for Mo Bufan to wake up once, he shook his head, looking at everything familiar around him, and the things he had just found in his dream had disappeared.

Could it be that I just had a dream?

But why is it so real?

"Hey, this is ......" Just when Mo Bufan was sure that he had a dream just now, he was surprised to find that the injuries on his body were miraculously healed.

What's going on?

He remembered that he was seriously injured, his ribs were broken, and his legs were also broken by Zhang Gui, how could they all be healed at once?

And the bloodstains around have disappeared, what happened?

No, that was definitely not a dream?

"This is ......" At this time, Mo Bufan was even more shocked, and in his mind, there was one more thing in the air in vain.

It was a dark golden stone tablet, and the stone tablet was engraved with dense ancient scriptures, exactly the same as the dark gold stone tablet that appeared in his dream before.

Why is he in his mind?

What is that golden stele?

All kinds of things, plus his own body, the reason why he suddenly became intact, could it be that they are all related to this black stone tablet?