Chess scale potter.

It has always been known as a one-man home.

During the period of the Eight Great Powers, a man walked out of the long-dormant peak of the South China Sea Chess Holy Gate.

To this day, the subordinates of Zhongwei Peak still call him Uncle Nanhai in awe.

He engraved the three characters Tao Wuqian on the tablet of Liuxian, and finally came to the Central Plains.

Traveling to eight major countries, on both sides of the Qi River.

The chess road is dry, all under the palm of Tao Wuji.

The art of chess is unparalleled in the world.

Eight families, there will always be chess scale potters.

This man alone is a whole family.

Because he's strong enough!

Before Jian Zongming was born, the rivers and lakes were a little lonely. The still immature Central Plains Tianbang was ravaged by this unparalleled man. Stepping on the forces under the command of the eight monarchs, one person has been crisscrossing the Central Plains for several years.

It is recorded in Qi Liang's library that this man's physical cultivation has reached an unprecedented level.

Alone in the top ten forbidden places in the Northern Plains, he led the Great Avalanche of the Northern Plains Dragon's Back, intercepted the angry flood of the Qijiang River alone, and even tried in vain to attract the catastrophe and self-immolation.

In the end, it was all fruitless.

The supreme body refining scriptures of Buddhism seem to have been cultivated to the extreme by him, and the physical body is known as the most perfect body in the world.

Such an unbeatable man.

finally disappeared in the first year of the Spring and Autumn Period.

Sixteen years later, Tao Wujian left only legends.

But now the house of chess scales among the eight great families is still empty.

This tough man is like a flash in the pan, without showing a trace.

Maybe he was born in the wrong era and failed to catch up with the most dazzling scene.

......

Yi Xiao didn't believe that Tao Wujian would die.

The deeds left by this man are strong enough, and Yi Xiao is even willing to suspect that this little uncle of the South China Sea is deep in the middle of the world and does not want to see the world.

And not to die namelessly.

His Royal Highness took a deep breath and gently stroked the man's eyes with both hands.

Close your eyes.

Dry heart.

The withered body trembled, and the heart trembled.

Reluctance to fit the eye.

Straight hook and stared at Yi Xiao.

"What is it that keeps you from dying?"

Yi Xiao was a little incredulous.

He didn't believe that such a strong man who walked in the Central Plains and was a family would die so desolately.

Tao Wujian died so unexplained.

Even after death, he was reluctant to close his eyes.

"It is said that you were born to be loved by heaven and earth, during the period of the Eight Great Countries, one person rushed to the armor of three thousand, and the blood stained the Qijiang River. Yi Xiao's voice was a little sad, and said, "You carved your name in the Central Plains, how can you allow yourself to end bleakly like this?"

"Is it this Jizo King Pagoda that suppressed you?" Yi Xiao asked.

"What's going on?"

Studied but cannot comprehend.

The humanoid creature may still have a trace of wisdom, and its blood-red eyes stared at the pineapple hairpin in Yi Xiao's hand.

His divine soul was scattered, and the seven souls and six spirits dissipated between heaven and earth.

With such a powerful body, all that remains is the residual instinct of the body.

It's already an incredible thing.

The Buddha said that people die like lights going out.

The soul is separated, the body and the spirit are not dispersed, and it can be said that the lamp of death is not extinguished.

The body slowly raised its head and stared at Yi Xiao.

The shape of the lips opened slightly, and a word was spat out.

Yi Xiao was stunned.

That's a pottery word.

Then his gaze fell on the pineapple hairpin, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Eventually, the gaze softened.

The flesh of that body actually became weak.

It seems to have completely fallen silent.

Yi Xiao's pupils constricted.

Pottery?

Then the flat ground made waves!

Waves!

He saw the blood-colored body suddenly raise his hands and hold the divine sword that nailed him on the Buddha altar, and his face suddenly turned hideous.

Roaring in rage.

Only then did Yi Xiao understand that the word was not Tao!

"Run!"

Heaven and earth roar!

The blood-colored creature gripped the divine sword on his chest fiercely, and the blood qi on the earth suddenly flowed back to his chest.

Slowly clenched the blade of the sword, and pulled it out of his chest inch by inch.

Then a terrifying blood returned!

The breath climbed to the ninth rank in an instant!

He...... Revived!

The Jizo Tower began to shake.

Yi Xiao's face was pale, watching the zenith of the Buddha shrine shift, and the space was faintly collapsing.

Escape?

Where to flee?

The bronze gate was closed by his own snake, blocking the back road at the moment.

The blood-colored body's eyes lifted faintly, staring straight at him, and the big red hands holding the blade of the sword slowly lifted away from his chest.

The hibiscus sword coiled around Yi Xiao's wrist, and the dragon and snake at the back of his head appeared like a great enemy.

Just as the blood-colored figure was about to pull out the last inch of the blade.

Boom!

There is the sound of a dragon roaring in the void!

A sigil emerged from the void, circulating golden brilliance.

The corners of the talisman were mutilated, and it burned wildly.

It was just a remnant of the talisman seal, and the vision released by the burning at this moment made Yi Xiao stunned.

Ten dragons and ten elephants spiraled out and slammed into the man's grip on the blade.

The blood-shaped creature roared in pain, refusing to let go, and the blade was smashed back an inch!

Blood splattered.

The talisman burned the last of its brilliance and vanished into ashes.

And then there's the second rune!

Ten dragons and ten elephants smashed back an inch of the sword again!

Eighteen rune seals emerge in turn, suppressing one side of the space.

One hundred and eighty dragon elephant powers.

Buddhism is a great power!

The blade was crushed to the ground of its chest.

It seems to be quiet again.

The blood-shaped creature remained motionless with both hands on its sword.

Eighteen runes circulate and eventually burn into ashes.

Rivers of blood.

Tao Wujian smiled in a low voice.

He looked down at his chest and turned his head a little jerkyly.

Both hands pressed hard again, to pull out the fairy sword in his chest.

The dragon and snake behind Yi Xiao let out a long roar, and subconsciously the sword probed straight to the sword body, the sword rose with the person, and the whole person flew up, and the sword blade cut through the space like a rainbow!

Suddenly, a monk appeared out of thin air in the middle of himself and the blood-shaped creature.

Dressed in a simple robe, the man held a tin staff in his left hand and a Bilu hat on his head, and his face was handsome and solemn.

The tin rod goes into the ground, and no wind rises.

Yi Xiao's pupils contracted slightly.

The Fleur Sword rolled back in an instant, and a soft force dragged itself back three feet.

The young figure lowered the tin staff and pressed one hand to the bloody creature.

Seven orifices bleed and resuscitated.

The complexion is no longer hideous.

Tao Wuji's hideous face became a little dazed.

The stupa is still shaking.

Yi Xiao looked at the young monk who was extremely familiar.

It's as if one person has suppressed the whole hell.

The monk was nearly thirty years old, with red lips and white teeth, a compassionate complexion, and childish eyebrows.

It's the same as the little bluestone monk.

Yi Xiao watched in a trance as the monk turned around and smiled at him.

Met thousands of years ago.

Thousands of years later, it has not been forgotten.

"It turns out that there really is a Jizo reincarnation. ”

At the top of the pagoda, there is a hidden place to sit and incarnate the real body.

Patience is as immobile as the earth, and meditation is as deep as a secret.

......

Eighteen Jizo King Talismans burned out.

The remnants of the spirit of the Jizo King Bodhisattva are about to disappear.

The young monk pursed his lips and smiled, his eyebrows full of smiles.

He walked forward slowly, raising the tin staff in his hand.

Yi Xiao looked at the young monk's eyebrows and eyes, and was in a trance.

He actually raised his hand.

King Jizo Bodhisattva held Yi Xiao's hand, where there was a pineapple hairpin, aimed at the center of the blood-shaped creature's eyebrows.

"Pierce in. ”

Yi Xiao's hand paused slightly.

The pineapple hairpin stopped at a foot on Tao Wuji's forehead.

"Why?"

"He's in a spell. Jizo King Bodhisattva smiled and spoke, holding Yi Xiao's hand and handing it a foot.

The pineapple hairpin pierced Tao Wuji's eyebrows little by little.

There was blood splattered.

Shocking.

The Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth had compassion and pierced a whole pineapple hairpin into Tao Wuji's forehead.

The remnants dissipate.

Yi Xiao maintained the posture of clenching the pineapple hairpin.

Suddenly, a pair of bloody hands grabbed him.

Yi Xiao was suddenly startled, and subconsciously wanted to get rid of those bloody hands, but heard an extremely weak voice.

"Don't worry......"

The blood-stained eyes regained their clarity.

Uncle Nanhai smiled, his voice a little hoarse: "I recognize you, you are Murong's son." ”

Yi Xiao looked complicated and nodded.

Tao Wujian smiled lonely and said, "Are you thinking about why I'm here?"

Yi Xiao nodded.

This man's whole life is an unsolvable mystery of the world.

"How about my daughter. Tao Wuqian coughed, his eyes faintly dilated.

"It's amazing to be a mind-reader. Yi Xiao replied seriously and said, "But I can't walk like an ordinary person." ”

"Good. Very good. ”

Tao Wujian actually laughed three times.

is really a very eccentric person, Yi Xiao can't laugh anyway.

"She's just outside the door, do you want to meet?" Yi Xiao changed the wording after careful consideration.

Tao Wujian slowly stroked the pineapple hairpin inserted into his forehead.

Seeing hairpins is like seeing people.

There was something sad in his voice.

"I've seen it. ”

Tao Wujian lowered his eyebrows and asked Yi Xiao a question.

"You think I'm under control?"

Yi Xiao's breath stagnated.

Tao Wujian smiled faintly, pointed to his eyebrows, and said, "Seeing is believing, hearing is false." ”

Yi Xiao raised her head.

There was a long and narrow mouth of blood.

The pineapple hairpin was inserted into an old wound.

"Last time, it was this pineapple that pierced the eyebrow hole. Tao Wujian smiled and said, "Guess who?"

Yi Xiao's face was pale.

"Is this really a pagoda?"

"If it's a stupa, why did you fall into hell and get infected with evil spirits?"

"Haven't you ever thought that even that Jizo Bodhisattva would like to flee from here and be reincarnated away. Why is that?"

Tao Wuqian asked word by word, asking Yi Xiao from the bottom of his heart.

"The reason why Buddhism is extinguished is that when you cultivate Buddhism to the end, you will find a very ridiculous thing. ”

Tao Wujian raised his head, revealing brilliant white teeth.

"Immortal and indestructible, anti-cultivation becomes a demon!"

Jizo King Tower roars!!

Yi Xiao's heart was shocked!

Tao Wujian raised his head extremely strongly, and sneered: "I just want to tell the truth about this heaven and earth, what can you do to me?"

His qi and blood were extremely decayed, and he was stabbed by the Jizo Bodhisattva and had no vitality to turn back.

But that body was too strong, and the qi and blood were reversed again.

After the extinction, it is even stronger.

Now this body is too evil to be controlled by him.

Not a Buddha, but a demon.

"Where is the real immortality and immortality?" Tao Wujian raised his head and spoke lightly, his qi and blood continued to gush out, and the pineapple hairpin on his forehead was extremely scarlet.

"This body cultivator Buddha has entered the demon, and it is not mine for a long time. His eyes were a little sad, and he laughed softly, "It's ruined today." ”

He slowly raised his hand.

There was a loud bang from the bronze gate!

Yi Xiao watched the Zhenhai Immortal Weapon weighing 10,000 jun rise from the ground incredibly and turn into a streamer.

Lu Shen Immortal Sword.

Straight into Tao Wuji's chest.

Smash the previous fairy sword to pieces.

Tao Wufeng bleeds from seven orifices.

But smiling.

"If I fall into demons, who in the world can kill me? ”

He slowly lowered his head, scoffing to the fullest.

"Jizo, sword master, senior brother, you can't do it. ”

"I'm the only one who can kill me. ”

The Lu Shen Immortal Sword sank slightly.

The entire Jizo Tower was smashed to pieces.

Really Lu Shen.

The sky is falling apart.

The blood-stained man closed his eyes and let the pineapple hairpin stick to his eyebrows.

The sky is cracking, and it doesn't reach my ears.

Yi Xiao turned her head slowly.

I saw a yellow shirt sitting on the ground and covering his lips.

Childe Xiaotao wept silently behind the collapsing bronze door.