Buddha Remains (17)

Zhong Tiandao, the red-shirted jade carving boss, had a calm face, and his hands shrunk in his sleeves faintly condensed red.

His Royal Highness's hibiscus sword that stopped on Su Hongyue's neck was no longer cut, and he paused slightly.

Yi Xiao said coldly: "Do you want to exchange your life for your life? I just met her in Pingshui, do you think I care?"

The red-shirted Zhong Tiandao smiled silently.

The face of the small hall was as calm as water, and he continued: "I don't believe in any of the Buddha's remains, so you can just take action and kill her." ”

The smile in Zhong Tiandao's eyes was even stronger.

His hands were still in his sleeves, but his eyes were fixed on the hibiscus sword that refused to fall.

If you really don't care about this life, why don't you do it?

His Royal Highness squinted his eyes, the killing intent exploded, the Fu Yuan Sword rose for no reason, and the Killing Sword Domain was violently handed out!

Under the sword, Su Hongyue's fresh blood pressure on her neck couldn't be suppressed, and she was about to splash out!

The red-shirted Zhong Tiandao's figure disappeared in an instant.

On top of the mute girl's original position, a big red robe suddenly came out, her body was like a ghost, and her hands were faintly burning red.

Hands reached down, to take the life of a mute woman.

And a black-clothed figure that shouldn't have appeared here stood between the two.

A sword came out horizontally, and the two palms were hard, the black-clothed young man's eyes were slightly red, and he forcibly pressed down the blood that was forced to his chest, rolled over and killed the sword domain, his body was reversed, and the wide black robe rolled up to the dumb woman behind him.

The red-robed Zhong Tiandao continued to reach forward with an expressionless face, and continued to grasp the sinister Fu Blade without fear, and after coming into contact with the Killing Sword Domain, all negative emotions were swept away in just an instant.

Hidden!

The red-robed man who showed his weakness was waiting for this moment, and the black-clothed young man in front of him only made a false gesture of raising his sword to kill in order to save people, and he was willing to sell such a big flaw, just to escape from the trance moment when he was invaded by the evil qi of the strange sword domain.

It's a pity that I am very conscious, and everything I did before was to lead to the killing machine at this moment!

The corners of Zhong Tiandao's mouth were slightly hooked, and his hands were tightly clasped on the blade of the Furao sword.

Yi Xiao moved backwards and paused slightly.

Fleur was clutched by the pair of jade hands, and no matter how much she dragged it, she was stuck.

The Killing Sword Domain poured away desperately, and the red-shirted man had a calm face, his hands were isolated from the world, and he did not touch cause and effect, completely isolating the Sword Domain.

"Open!"

Yi Xiao took a deep breath, and the general momentum of the domain intent grew out from above the blade, forcibly shaking the jade hands away.

The red-shirted man's pupils shrank, obviously not expecting such a hand.

The black-clothed young man drew his sword and stood up, not dragging his feet in the slightest.

Zhong Tiandao stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of Yi Xiao's last clothes.

Yi Xiao sneered, and the sword light of Fu Hui slashed through, directly cutting off the corner of the black robe.

A broken corner.

Two figures.

No matter how you look at it, His Royal Highness will be able to escape in the next second.

......

......

The smile on Yi Xiao's face suddenly froze along with her body.

A place only a few feet away from himself—

Zhong Tiandao grabbed the corner of his clothes, and the natural astonishment on his face slowly contracted, and finally turned into a deep indifference.

The man in the red shirt lowered his eyebrows and did not look at the young man in black again.

He just turned around slowly, walked to the place where Su Hongyue fell to the ground, and helped her up.

The masked female pianist's face was extremely pale, and the neck was separated by an extremely sharp object A long and narrow opening, fortunately, Yi Xiao's last sword was not ruthless, in order to be able to withdraw as soon as possible, this opening was only cut half a circle around the neck.

Fortunately, the sword is extremely sharp, and the wound is deep and the bone is visible.

It's extremely weird.

On Su Hongyue's neck, such a deep wound that could be seen without the slightest blood gushing out.

There was no blood.

Su Hongyue slowly opened her eyes, sighed faintly, exhaled a breath of turbidity, sat up slowly, stretched out a slender hand and gently applied it to the wound on her neck, and in an instant, a powerful soul power swarmed out, and the wound was quickly healed by stitching, and after a few breaths, the jade neck recovered as before, without even leaving the slightest scar.

The masked female pianist who had once been covered with dragon blood touched the scar on her neck at this moment, and her eyes once again fell to the black-clothed young man who froze.

She didn't hide the fiery intent in her eyes.

......

......

Yi Xiao's body froze.

His voice came out of his throat, deep and hard.

"Water Moon?"

It's like doubt, it's more like self-deprecation.

And the little girl who stabbed Yi Xiao's back with a slender white hand, interspersed all the way, drenched in blood, and then poked out her five fingers from her heart, just hummed lightly at the moment.

Yi Xiao couldn't see her face.

Presumably, her countenance was as full of joy as ever.

"It's me. ”

She's not dumb at all.

But when she said this, she stopped.

Yi Xiao's eyes were a little evasive, and he laughed suddenly.

Shui Yue slowly pulled out the slender little white hand that ran through her heart, and then put down her tiptoes.

She hugged the young man in black and pressed half of her cheek against the bowl-sized piercing wound.

Blood poured out, wetting her short hair and dyeing half of her face red.

Short hair mixed with blood sticky on her face.

She didn't laugh at all.

There was a gloom in his eyes.

She finally let go of her hands.

Then the young man in black staggered and finally slammed into the ground.

Perhaps because of the loss of too much blood, the little highness has never had a moment when his face was almost sickly pale like this moment.

He took a deep breath.

Countless images echoed in my mind.

The scarlet stone tablet in the room of the mute girl Shuiyue.

"I will, pronounce your name, carve your face, carve your soul into jade, and weave your joys and sorrows into a ......"

Say your name.

Sculpt your face.

Forge your soul into jade.

Make a song of your joys and sorrows.

With the last of his strength, Yi Xiao saw Zhong Tiandao, the red-shirted jade carving boss in the distance, turned his back to him, faced himself, approached him step by step, and slowly slipped out of his sleeve.

In those hands, he held a jade sculpture of a black-clothed young man who was exactly like himself.

Zhong Tiandao's face was calm, and he lightly placed the jade carving three feet in front of him.

A stone's throw away.

And Yi Xiao no longer has any strength.

The red-shirted Zhong Tiandao squatted down and said softly to Yi Xiao, "I ...... Forge your soul into jade. ”

In the distance, there was a twist and turn in the distance, and the masked female luthier used her soul power to reassemble the xylophone that had been torn apart and exploded.

She raised her hand faintly, and the melody of the melody came from the guqin.

Accompanied by the melody of the guqin, there was also her sad voice that was half singing and half reciting: "I ...... Compose your joys and sorrows into a song. ”

Every tone smashed into my heart, flowing like blood in my body.

Slow and heavy.

Yi Xiao's eyes were a little gloomy.

He understood.

Thoroughly understood.

On that stone tablet, the ancient rituals recorded were only to drain a person's soul power.

And the reason why that Venerable One was able to absorb the power of so many living beings in the Buddha's remains unreasonably was to rely on the ancient method on that stone tablet.

Therefore, the man in the red shirt carved so many jade carvings, and every jade fragment was the fall of a living being.

That's why there are so many pieces of paper in the room of the dumb girl Shuiyue, and each piece of paper is engraved with a real living person who once entered the Buddha's body.

And the jade is broken, the paper burns, the sound starts, and the name is famous...... Either way, if it happens alone, it will not trigger this ancient method.

This ancient method of draining soul power requires these four things to appear together.

This is the moment...... An ancient and irresistible force has enveloped itself.

And the little girl in the dark blue cloak, who was behind Yi Xiao at the moment, took out a piece of drawing paper from her arms.

On the drawing paper, a young man in black is drawn standing with a sword.

The style of painting is a bit ancient, but the pen power is extremely strong, on the picture, the young man in black has a faint smile, and the scene of a glance comes spontaneously.

Lifelike.

The voice of the mute girl Shui Yue was extremely hoarse.

"I will carve your face ......"

This sentence was already being read very slowly.

Then her voice paused.

Stop completely.

Finally, two lines of crystal tears flowed from Shui Yue's cheeks, and she said in a trembling voice: "Read your name......"

"Yi Xiao!"

Shui Yue suddenly shouted.

Yi Xiao's pupils, who fell to the ground, contracted suddenly.

The jade carving that was identical to himself suddenly shattered.

Out-of-body in spirit.

A tremendous amount of pressure fell on his body.

It's like the whole world is falling.

The world is spinning!

The voice was like magic, and it was heavy, and it smashed down with a hammer, pulling all of its souls away from its physical body.

Yi Xiao coughed up a mouthful of blood.

In the desolate ancient song, all the scenes in front of him were blurred, and the picture scroll that painted himself when he first entered the town of Buddha corpses spontaneously combusted without wind.

On the painting paper engraved with his own expression, the young man in black had turned into gloomy ashes.

At last.

Ashes.

......

......

Among the remains of the Buddha, on the other side of the River Styx.

The fog slowly cleared.

A vermilion stone tablet is extremely conspicuous.

The handwriting on the book is bright red, shocking:

"When the red moon descends on the land, night will not be the only destination.

There is life and death in the world, six reincarnations, endless.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the root of all kinds of suffering, so everyone wants eternal life.

Eternal life......

I, give it to you!"

......

......

All the blood has been drained.

All the souls have been drained.

The black-clothed young man who fell to the ground, his eyes gradually hollowed, and finally turned gray.

There was a sparkle in his eyes.

The splendor of life.

The red-shirted man's face was calm, and he said softly: "It's over, his spirit has been drained away, and what is left at this moment is just a shell." ”

The desolate ancient song came to an abrupt end, and the masked woman stopped pulling her ten fingers.

She looked not far away.

The black-clothed boy's blood was still spreading on the ground.

Shui Yue slowly removed the dark blue cloak and slowly draped the cloak over the lifeless body of the black-clothed young man.

She crouched down, then half-lay in a pool of blood, and gently pressed her ear to the man's back.

There is no heartbeat.

A dead man...... How can there be a heartbeat?

Of course there is no heartbeat.

Distant outside Sunset Town.

The River Styx exploded into a column of water that reached the sky, revealing a dragon sparrow phantom.

The phantom of the dragon sparrow penetrated the sky and the earth, and at this moment, it roared for a long time, and the voice was extremely sad and hoarse.

The long roar traveled through time and space, across the distant Long Bridge, through the fog on both sides of the River Styx, through Sunsettown.

Walk through the black-clothed boy who fell to the ground.

Then the young man in black's heart twitched suddenly.

"Boom!"

Shui Yue frowned incredulously, then closed her eyes and listened carefully.

Just...... There seems to be a sound of a heartbeat?

No way......

How can a dead person have the sound of a heartbeat?

The next moment-

"Boom!"

Like a war drum, the heart in the black-clothed young man's body beat strongly.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"