Buddha Remains (9)

(Today's two shifts~~)

The curtain formed by the wind blade was pierced by a sword, and then ruthlessly broken—

His Royal Highness's footsteps paused slightly, sensing that someone behind him was pulling and pulling, still expressionless, his eyes were full of red, and he suddenly moved forward, stepping heavily on it in three consecutive steps, the earth cracked, and the hibiscus in his hand roared, and finally swung out a moon-shaped sword wind, breaking through the layers of wind blades, like entering no man's land!

This sword actually has a vague prototype in the kendo field!

And what makes people palpitate is the terrifying and incomparable lethal power in the sword intent, and in the mixed fluctuation of the sword intent, countless negative emotions hit like a catastrophe, and bombarded out like a tide!

This is an extremely evil sword intent!

Scarlet.

A song ended forcibly.

The hibiscus bell fell to the ground——

Yi Xiao raised her head and stared at the street that should have been a mess but was as intact as ever, and there was silence at the moment.

The buildings on both sides of the street are intact and the road surface is smooth.

And whether it is the masked luthier or the mute girl behind him who desperately pulls her black robe, they have all disappeared out of thin air.

Then His Royal Highness spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper, he stumbled back, smiled miserably, and could only sit down cross-legged.

After a long while, Yi Xiao's face turned pale, staring at the Hibiscus Sword that was still trembling on the ground, and muttered in a low voice: "What a vicious method......"

The ancient scrolls in the Qiliang library once mentioned the word epiphany, saying that these two words are as heavy as ten thousand pounds, and it is really a great opportunity that can be encountered but not sought.

And in the sound of Fang Cai's piano, his general trend to the domain was actually forced out and forcibly sprouted, and the ignorant sword realm has advanced by leaps and bounds, and has almost condensed into a rudimentary sword domain!

It's a pity that the masked violinist is like a snake and scorpion, and this piano sound is a poisonous gift from the purple-shirted master.

This piece of music seems to be of great benefit to himself, but in fact, it is fueled by seedlings, and the intentions are really sinister.

"This wisp of general trend is entrenched in my body before the domain meaning, and it is fed back with the yuan force at all times, if it can be promoted to the eighth grade and then sprout, when it reaches the ninth grade, it will definitely achieve a supreme level domain will. The pale face of the little hall coughed up a mouthful of blood and muttered to himself.

"And this kendo realm that has been born ......"

Under the urging of the extremely murderous sword dao domain intent fluctuations, Yi Xiao finally handed out a sword.

It was a sword intent with deep murderous intent, which should not have been handed out by His Royal Highness, and the sound of the qin deliberately led him to the path of killing, and then knocked on each other, forcing himself to take out the sword!

Even if the dumb girl behind him pulled, he still handed out that extremely bloody sword!

His Highness stretched out a hand, lowered his head, and stared at the red zigzag scratches that spread across his hand.

There was a killing thought, and he regained his clarity slightly for a moment under the pull of the dumb girl, and then stretched out a hand to try to grab his hand handing the sword, scratching out several blood marks, still unable to suppress the killing thought, and ended in failure......

His own kendo field, under the psychedelic sound of the piano, was forced to turn in the extreme direction of killing!

His Royal Highness rubbed his extremely sour eyebrows.

The sword realm of the epiphany sword drained almost all of his savings for himself.

The scene engraved in his mind: the red-clothed Longmen took the sword, the sword lord of Fengting City invited ten thousand swords out of the Shenjian Lake, the sword wine party Wu Ember Han defeated Nan'an with a sword, and the sword mound space Sword Zongming tore the world with a sword......

These perceptions that were engraved by themselves were actually emptied?

And it can only be regarded as barely losing in exchange for this killing sword intent.

Just the fluctuation of sword intent can erode the mind, making it difficult to suppress the demonic nature, and the idea of killing people and drinking blood is constantly circling in the mind, eager to try.

Undoubtedly, this was an extremely powerful sword intent.

But it is also a terrifying double-edged sword, hurting others and hurting yourself!

Yi Xiao coughed up several mouthfuls of blood in a row, adjusting the malaise after the "epiphany".

I just obviously fell in love with this violinist.

From the first time he stroked the piano, it was a series of schemes set by the masked woman.

The only thing that can be determined is that this masked violinist's soul power is extremely strong, and he can unconsciously fall into an illusion, in addition to the depth of her soul power, and the piano on her body...... There should also be an inseparable relationship.

"This violinist, the soul power realm is higher than mine...... At least the Eighth Realm!" Yi Xiao muttered, "Anything else...... Her piano is also quirky. ”

"But......" Yi Xiao had a little headache, and said, "Why did she come here just to give me a ill-intentioned 'epiphany'?"

His Royal Highness said in a low voice: "Could it be that it is to take away the dumb girl?"

Yi Xiao suddenly took a deep breath.

He looked up at the sky.

There, the big moon is obscured by red clouds.

He looked up and muttered, "It was just a fantasy ......"

His Royal Highness suddenly had an extremely terrifying thought.

He stared at the big moon, which was obscured by the red clouds, trying to see something from there.

"Xuan Shangyu, you gave me a fantasy. ”

Yi Xiao said in a hoarse voice: "After a while, don't regret it......"

......

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An extremely mysterious mansion somewhere in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The two identical purple-shirted masters stared at the ancient scrolls spread out on the rosewood table.

"The Doom Song already has an effect......

A great master had a calm face and said: "Yi Xiao's 'epiphany' has been fabricated, as long as he continues to practice step by step, in the remains of the Buddha, turning the illusory into reality, there is no possibility of escape." ”

The other purple-shirted master had lost the desire to continue watching, turned around indifferently, sat on the rosewood chair, took out the big red fan on his waist and swayed gently.

"This Buddha remains, in the final analysis, is a small world created by the deity, everything in Sunset Town is illusory, if the soul power is not as good as the deity, what you see, hear, and hear, is just vain. He said softly: "For so many years, except for that chess master surnamed Wei...... No one else seems to see it. ”

The purple-shirted Great Master, who was still leaning over the ancient scroll, smiled and said, "It's a pity that he still believes in the stone tablet he saw in Sunset Town." ”

"These people trapped in the Sunset Town of the Buddha's remains are nothing more than intelligent and vulgar mortals, who cannot see the truth clearly and are destined to be robbed in samsara. He shook his head and said, "And that Wei Haoran, at best, is just a mortal with better eyesight." ”

"This little highness Qi Liang, whose soul power realm is a little extraordinary...... It seems that it is only a matter of time before he becomes a prisoner among the Buddha's corpses. ”

The smile on Xuan Shangyu's face was still there, and it suddenly condensed at this moment.

On top of the scrolls.

The doll that looked like a boy in black was uncontrollable.

He slowly raised his head, staring at himself outside the scroll.

And what made Xuan Shangyu a little creepy was that no matter how he moved his position, the doll would move his gaze and continue to stare at him.