Legend of Swordsman - #4951 - Chapter 4951
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The ten thousand zhang immortal physique of the big belly Buddha has been shattered and smashed by the sword intent.
The endless divine blood is almost forming a river on the Bone Road, and everything in sight is full of misery.
Jian Wushuang took advantage of his strength and awakened all the sword intents on the road of bones. Only then can he easily defeat the Big Belly Buddha with the power of Six Revolutions Dayan.
If not, I am afraid it is almost impossible to defeat it.
Looking at the fairy corpses all over the floor, Jian Wushuang condensed his mind and prepared to leave.
But at this moment, he felt a faint breath again.
The breath is faint but real, and very familiar.
Jian Wushuang heart slightly startled, looking straight in that direction, I saw a miserable figure among the countless huge corpses, struggling constantly.
“Impossible, why is he not dead yet?” He thought, hurriedly hurried back to the wreckage of the big belly Buddha.
Waving his palms blasted the huge remains of the corpse, a bloody, extremely skinny figure came into his eyes.
“cough cough…I am finally free…”
The extremely skinny figure lay on the bone road soaked in divine blood, with a voice of relief from his mouth.
Jian Wushuang brows slightly wrinkle, from the clothes on this figure, it can be seen that it is a worn-out Zen clothing, and there is a huge Zen beads hanging around his neck.
This kind of dress, Jian Wushuang has seen it once in this great development.
The group of Great Buddhist Monks who destroyed the heaven where the Sand Demon Cave is located are also dressed in this way.
Little is known about the origin of the group of Great Buddhist Monks, only that they come from the Great Buddhist Monk and are extremely scary.
Many Great Buddhist Monks entered the Sand Demon Cave, but only the empty wheel left Jian Wushuang the deepest impression.
The skinny figure now seems to be related to the group of Great Buddhist Monks long ago.
“Could it be that he also came from the so-called Heavenspan Buddha Realm?” Jian Wushuang thought to himself, condense an invisible sword in his hand.
“cough cough…”
The skinny figure opened his mouth and vomited a big mouthful of divine blood, and then collapsed on his back.
Only then did Jian Wushuang see his face clearly, his face was clear and thin, like an ascetic monk.
His eyes were facing each other, and the monk, who was already angry, suddenly got up with all his strength and knelt down facing him.
“many thanks…the good man gave me relief, and singing has nothing to do with it…”
Jian Wushuang did not reply, and stared at him without any relaxation, and finally said slowly, “Where did you come from and why are you here?”
lightly coughed, the monk who claimed to be Xingge sat cross-legged on the road of the bones, his hands clasped together, “Since the monk asked about it, Xingge will tell the reason for this.”
“My original trip song, from the Heavenspan Buddha realm, is an ascetic monk who travels in the Myriad Realms universe and feels all kinds of suffering.”
Hearing this sentence, Jian Wushuang’s divine sense was a little shocked. Just as he had imagined, this monk also came from the Heavenspan Buddhist world.
The monk named Xingge continued to each minding their own business and said, “And the reason why I am here is purely because of the battle.”
“It was a battle to destroy the old Era and build a new Celestial Court. All living creatures fell in that battle, and as a subsidiary of the old Era Celestial Court, they all fell.”
“Not only did the heaven fall, even the powerhouse in it died, but the powerhouse died, but the powerhouse was not at all beheaded.”
“Those who went to the powerhouse were banished to a tangible and intangible, intangible and intangible place. As for that place, this is here.”
Xingge said, and pointed his thin palm to the ground.
“And I traveled there, that is, in the big division that I suggested later, I was inadvertently involved in the war, and was eventually banished here for various reasons.”
Jian Wushuang heard this and said again, “Then why did you look like the one just now?”
Xingge hearing this, two lines of clear tears gushing from the shriveled eye sockets, and finally he said, “Greed, I relied on myself and rejected the six desires, but finally did not escape the control of greed!”
“After I was exiled here, my mind was wounded, and then occupied by the emperor, which evoked the ultimate greed in my heart, and became the evil Buddha. If it weren’t for the good men to come here, I would eventually destroy my evil body. , I’m afraid I’m trapped forever here.”
This short conversation has now come to an end, and Jian Wushuang also got some secrets from the words of Xingge.
These Dayan Immortals exiled in the endless sea are all powerhouses in the old Celestial Court before True Martial Yang created the Celestial Court.
And this is somewhat different from what Jian Wushuang had guessed. He thought that the exiled here were some extremely evil dayan immortals.
Ring song puts hands together, and there is relief in the dead eyes.
“Many thanks, good man, the song has been liberated, but when I am about to be liberated, I want to give something to the good man.”
As he said, his skinny palm touched the string of ring beads between his neck, and then took off the fist sized ring in the middle.
In an instant, all the ring beads on his neck were turned into nothingness, only the one in his hand exuded a mysterious color.
Seeing such one ring beads, Jian Wushuang remembered one more thing.
Under the blood sea in the sand devil’s cave, he had visited the empty wheel, and finally empty wheel also gifted him the one Life Source ring.
“Good man, the song has no retribution, so give this ring to the good man.”
Jian Wushuang did not shirk, after a little thought, he reached out and took the ring beads in his hand.
The ring beads are warm and cool, with a unique texture.
Afterwards, Jian Wushuang opened the mouth and said, “Do you know that there is an ascetic named Konglun?”
The line song that was about to fall, after hearing the name taboo, his eyes suddenly opened to the maximum, “Empty, empty wheel?”
“My Junior Brother, his name is empty wheel. Good men have seen him? How good is he?”
Jian Wushuang made a secretly sighed in his heart, and then said slowly, “We met earlier, and after discussing for a few days, it was a coincidence. He is also an ascetic who measures the earth with his feet, but now he is probably dead. Up.”
Xingge’s whole body shook, and two lines of tears were left in his eyes again, not at all to make any radical moves.
After a while, he whispered, “that’s all that’s all, it’s time for me.”
As his voice fell, the skinny immortal physique returned directly to nothingness, flowing out of the stars, and finally all scattered on this bone path.