Luo Fu Chapter 75: 3000 Pagoda

Chapter 75 Three Thousand Buddhas

"Qianming Hanning"

"Xin Tian Zhan Lu"

"Chisu"

In the huge and empty valley, the Baizhang solitary peak is majestic and lofty, but standing outside the valley, looking quietly at the flying swords in the hands of Zong Zhen, Cai Shu and Lin Hang, the green-robed old man looks kind. The surrounding scene was out of place, and he was indescribably lonely.

Since he, like these people today, entered the sword tower for the first time, it seemed that he was doomed to be lonely and lonely.

The flying sword he obtained in the sword tower is named "Wu Shuang".

This is a powerful and proud flying sword.

And he himself is a very strong and proud person.

He still remembers that he entered Shushan at the age of twelve, and at the age of thirteen, he had already cultivated the Dao Dao Zhi Cui Xu Jue to the fourth level.

At the age of twenty, he had cultivated to the point where he could draw a sword into his body, and he was the first person to enter Shushan Mountain the fastest within a hundred years.

At the age of forty, he had already reached the realm of his natal sword essence, and even created his own sword formula. Since then, he and his "Wu Shuang" have been hard to come by.

But just when he was in high spirits and looked down on the world, he met the strongest enemy in his life, Zhuo Wuxiang.

The head teacher of Emei's previous generation, Zhuo Wuxiang.

And when he met him at that time, Zhuo Wuxiang was not yet forty years old, and he was not yet Emei's head teacher.

Zhuo Wuxiang's cultivation base is superior to him, and his sword formula is more mysterious than him. He finally tasted the taste of defeat, so he retreated in Tianjian Peak and devoted himself to cultivation, hoping to surpass Zhuo Wuxiang, but When he realized the new sword formula and went out to find Zhuo Wuxiang, he found that Zhuo Wuxiang had already died in the battle of Jinding.

He is there, but the opponent is no longer there.

He successfully passed the test, but he never expected that there would be no chance to turn defeat into victory again.

And at the golden dome where Zhuo Wuxiang died, he also felt Zhuo Wuxiang's sword intent of caring for the world and the world from Zhuo Wuxiang's sword marks.

It was the remaining trace of sword intent, and he found that if Zhuo Wuxiang was immortal, he only had himself and his sword in his heart, and he who only wanted the power of the sword formula was not Zhuo Wuxiang's opponent.

So he abandoned his sword and went back to seclusion, sealed himself in Tianjian Peak, and guarded the sword tower.

The green robe on this body seems to have been weathered, and the somewhat tattered old man is the former genius of Shushan, Duguaojue!

Shu Mountain has the highest seniority, and has guarded Tianjian Peak for four hundred years, even if Yu Ruochen saw him, he still called him the Dugu Ao Jue of Master Uncle!

This old man who once had countless splendors, aloof and lofty, his vision and cultivation are naturally supreme, he could see at a glance that Qianming Hanning and Lin Hang that Zong Zhen had found were because Zong Zhen laughed at Luo The north is not angry, the Chisu picked at random is a good flying sword, and the Xintian Zhanlu in Caishu's hand is a powerful and upright magic weapon, which can make it automatically recognize its master. Years are rare.

It can be said that it is the luck of Shushan to produce three excellent flying swords in a row when the qi has been transformed for hundreds of years.

But at this moment, the lonely old man in green robe was sighing slightly.

The persevering aura that permeates Luobei's body, regardless of life and death, but also to control his own destiny, has also moved him.

He saw the last step beyond the limit, and finally couldn't support Luo Bei who passed out, and his hand fell on the black flying sword.

It was a flying sword with a simple style, more than three feet long, and the whole body was black. Even with his eyesight, he couldn't see anything special about this flying sword.

The last one Luobei picked up, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be an ordinary flying sword.

This is chance?

"Could it be that God just misses him, so he needs to be tempered more?"

Looking at the black flying sword in Luobei's hand, Dugu Aojue couldn't help but have such thoughts in his mind.

"Huh?"

But at this moment, Dugu Aojue suddenly felt a strange aura.

A drop of Luo Bei's blood fell on the handle, and on the black flying sword that Luo Beizai finally couldn't hold on and passed out, a faint brilliance flashed across it. It shook slightly.

"What happened?"

At this time, not only Zong Zhen, Cai Shu, and Lin Hang felt the swords in their hands tremble slightly, but even the thousands of flying swords on the entire Baizhang Peak trembled slightly, sending out Ding ding dong dong sound of gold and iron striking each other.

"Absolute soldiers are born, ten thousand swords shake!"

"Obviously the quality of the sword doesn't look special, but it has an aura that overwhelms Wan Jian. I don't even know what kind of sword it is!"

Standing at the entrance of Taniguchi, Dugu Aojue first showed a little shocked and surprised look on his face, but then a rare smile appeared on his face.

***

"How?"

Tianhao Peak, in Luobei's room, Yu Ruochen asked Yan Jingxie who was pulling his fingers away from Luobei's pulse gate.

In this small room in Luobei, there are also two other figures of extremely high status and cultivation in Shushan, Zong Lezhen and Bingzhuyun.

These four people, at the moment Luobei chose this sword embryo, also felt the breath of the birth of the absolute soldier, and the shaking of the ten thousand swords.

So as soon as Caishu, Linhang and others took Luobei out of Tianjian Peak, they were brought here immediately.

Although Luobei is not awake at this moment, his body has been wrapped up with white gauze, and the fragrance of medicine is faintly revealed on his body, which obviously has been meticulously healed.

Yan Jingxie is the most stern and aloof character among the many teachers in Shushan, but when he heard Yu Ruochen's words, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"There is nothing unusual, it should be the kind of physique that Uncle Feng said, with extraordinary talent and strong vitality."

After so many years of cultivating and practicing, Yan Jingxie has seen many things that people can't even think of, but at this moment, he feels contemptuous of what he knows.

On Tianqing Peak, Yan Jingxie, who had seen Luo Bei's explosive power and speed, felt that Luo Bei should have practiced the rest of the formulas. strength and speed. However, after a thorough investigation with real yuan, he found that there was no other real yuan, but the vitality of Luobei, but it was indescribably powerful.

With such a serious injury, perhaps it will be healed in a few days.

Yan Jingxie has never seen such strong muscles and bones, such strong vitality.

As for the black "black" flying sword that is now in Luobei's hand, he can't see the truth at all.

Looking at this simple black flying sword without any pattern, it looks like black iron casting, Yan Jingxie, Yu Ruochen, and Zong Leliu all focused their eyes on it. On Bingzhuyun's body.

Not only is Yan Jingxie ignorant, but even Yu Ruochen and Zong Lezhen can't see anything special about this black flying sword.

"What kind of sword is this?"

Even Bingzhuyun, the head of Tianzhu Peak and the master of flying sword refining, didn't know the black flying sword that was placed in Luo Bei's hand.

This is obviously not the flying sword refined by Tianzhu Peak in one or two hundred years.

After a few more careful glances, Bing Zhuyun grabbed the black flying sword.

"The sword is not light, it should be forged by some gold and silver."

Bingzhuyun started to feel a sinking feeling. Although this black flying sword is only three feet long, it seems to weigh hundreds of catties.

"The person who used such a flying sword in the past, the sword intent cultivated must not be light and fast, but domineering."

Placing the black flying sword in front of his eyes and looking at it carefully for a while, Bing Zhuyun couldn't help shaking his head.

There are no traces or marks on this flying sword. This kind of flying sword looks similar to some unfinished sword embryos in Tianzhu Peak.

"Look what material it is."

Bing Zhuyun subconsciously flicked the blade of the sword with his fingers.

With Bingzhuyun's realm, sometimes just by listening to the sound, one can tell what kind of material the sword is made of.

"This is...!"

As soon as he flicked it up, Bing Zhuyun's face changed a little, because when he pointed it up, the black long sword didn't make any sound.

After taking a deep breath, he flicked the blade vigorously again.

The sword body still did not make any sound.

Yu Ruochen, Yan Jingxie, and Zong Leliu also changed their expressions.

This black long sword is obviously made of gold and iron, but it strikes silently. As far as the three of them know, there is only one flying sword in Shushan, which has such characteristics.

Three thousand pagodas that were only refined with black iron and pure gold, but tempered with weak water!

And now, even if Emei's lost peerless magic soldiers Ziying and Qingsuo are in front of these three people, the three of them will not be so pale.

Three Thousand Buddhas, in terms of the power of the flying sword itself~IndoMTL.com~Compared with Ziying and Qingsuo, it is completely different.

However, these three thousand Buddhas were the first person in Shu Mountain in the past, who had mastered the Suixu Wanjian Jue, the first flying sword of Lin Fengwu, who was the original sword of Wan Dao's natal sword!

Seven hundred years ago, Ruo Yinzhuang, Lin Fengwu's Taoist partner, died. In the world.

This flying sword itself is not a peerless magic weapon like Ziying and Qingsuo, but it has an aura that makes Wan Jian overwhelmed. It is not Lin Fengwu's Three Thousand Buddhas, but He Feijian!

Shushan Flying Sword will be returned to the sword tower by the Shushan disciples only after death. Or in the case of doomed death, first return his flying sword to the sword tower.

Now that Lin Fengwu's 3000 pagodas were obtained by Luobei in the sword tower, Yu Ruochen and others knew that most of Lin Fengwu's heart died and died in the world.

Every time they thought about this matter before, the four of them felt that Lin Fengwu made a big mistake because they lost the sword formula as disciples of Shu Mountain.

But the three thousand pagodas are right in front of you.

That day, Lin Fengwu returned to Mount Shu and left his flying sword in the sword tower.

"Could it be that he hid the Fragmentary Sword Art in this flying sword?"

Yu Ruochen grabbed the black Three Thousand Buddhas, but under the continuous urging of his true energy, he sighed in disappointment.

Three thousand pagodas are empty inside, no difference from an ordinary flying sword embryo.