Chapter 1,317: Withered Bones Transformed Into Immortals and Relics Become Buddhas

A tall and powerful monk, as powerful as a living Arhat, was running wildly with a huge temple on his back.

This scene almost made Wei Shan feel dazzled.

In fact, the monk was running extremely fast, like a golden light, and his figure could only be caught with spiritual consciousness.

The heaven and earth were shaking and trembling violently.

That was the sound of the monk's footsteps, as dense as the sound of heavenly drums.

"Master, why are you still standing there? Help me quickly. Don't you see that I, the monk, am being hunted?"

The monk yelled, furious.

Only then did Wei Shan notice that a rusty iron sword was chasing behind the monk so fast that it was almost difficult to see clearly.

Boom!

The monk carried the temple on his back and circled the nearby area, not daring to stop for a moment, as if he was afraid of being poked by the gray bone sword.

Su Yi couldn't help but laugh. This monk, known as Jialan, the guardian of Jiekong Temple, has a cunning and ghost-like temperament, and is extremely rogue.

This was the first time he had seen the monk killed in such a helter-skelter manner.

"Hurry! Aren't you a sword cultivator? Quickly surrender this iron sword. This is a treasure left over from the end of the Dharma era!"

Seeing Su Yi motionless and watching the fun, the monk suddenly became anxious and shouted loudly.

"A treasure left over from the end of the Dharma era?"

Su Yi's heart moved and he said, "Promise me one thing and I will take action."

"Taking advantage of others' misfortune? When did you, the master of the temple, become so shameless?"

The monk ran wildly and cursed.

laugh!

The rusty iron sword swiped violently and hit the monk's butt.

He screamed in pain and did not dare to hesitate any longer, shouting: "Master Guanzhu, please!"

"Do you agree or not?"

Su Yi asked with a smile.

"promise!"

the monk shouted.

Only then did Su Yi step forward.

boom!

A raging sword intent of reincarnation shot into the sky from Su Yi, and the sky suddenly became dark.

The iron sword that was chasing the monk trembled suddenly, as if with wisdom, a clang sounded across the air, and the sword pointed directly at Su Yi, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the monk was finally freed. With a shake of his back, the huge Buddhist temple as big as a mountain suddenly fell to the ground.

And he squatted on the ground, panting heavily, cursing in his mouth, "This iron sword is so damn evil. It chased me for seven days and seven nights, and almost exhausted me to death."

Su Yi looked over.

This iron sword seemed to have been severely corroded by time, covered with mottled rust, and even its breath was dull and mysterious, making it look very mysterious.

"Reincarnation?"

A dry and hoarse male voice came from the iron sword.

"good."

Su Yi nodded.

The monk was shocked and said: "You have been chasing me for seven days and seven nights, why didn't you fart?"

Clang!

The iron sword's edge turned and pointed at the monk, causing the latter to tremble all over and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He hurriedly said: "Master of the Temple, let it go quickly! There is something wrong with this sword, and it is very likely that it contains an extremely terrifying dead spirit!"

"Although I am afraid of reincarnation, I am not afraid of life and death."

The iron sword trembled slightly, and the man's dry and hoarse voice came out.

Su Yi said thoughtfully: "Then why did you chase that monk?"

The man said: "If I really wanted to kill him, I would never let him run away for seven days and seven nights. The reason why I didn't take action was because I was worried that if I really made a move, he wouldn't even be able to block a sword, and he would die as a result."

Monk: "???"

Are you being looked down upon? Su Yi asked with great interest: "Then why do you have to chase him?"

The man said: "The remains of my lifetime are in that temple. I must take them back before I can reshape them."

The monk was surprised and said: "Impossible. I have guarded Jiukong Temple for so many years, but I have never seen any remains."

The remains are the remains.

"That's because you don't understand. Back then, you and I, the founders of Junkong Temple, had been discussing Taoism for thousands of years, sitting with each other, confirming each other's paths. Unexpectedly, we suddenly encountered a catastrophe of doomsday. In a hurry, you sent the ancestor to hide my remains in the Under that laurel tree."

The man said, "Now, I wake up from the silence. If I can get my remains, I can escape from the Taiyu Sword."

The monk was moved and lost his voice: "Taiyu Sword! Are you the Qingshi Sword Immortal?!"

Taiyu sword!

Su Yi thought for a moment and remembered.

Not long ago, in the depths of the Undefinable Demonic Sea, when he was suppressing the soul of Lord Blood Lantern Buddha in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the latter was frightened by the Nine Hell Sword and said some words related to the Taiyu Sword.

It is said that this sword is the most powerful sword in the Age of Dharma Ending!

"Qingshi Sword Immortal? Oh, it's just a false name. If you don't become an immortal for a day, how can you have the face to call yourself a 'Sword Immortal'?"

The man's self-deprecating voice rang out from the iron sword, "Not to mention, the Taiyu Sword has been severely damaged by the catastrophe. It has survived to this day and is almost equivalent to a piece of stubborn iron."

After saying that, he let out a long sigh.

Time is ruthless, and the romance of the past will eventually become smoke.

"Is this guy really the Qingshi Sword Immortal?"

Su Yi raised his eyebrows. He didn't know the origin of the other party, but he could roughly deduce that since the other party could master the Taiyu Sword, the number one immortal weapon in the Age of Dharma, he must have been an earth-shattering and peerless figure during his lifetime!

"Senior, why didn't you tell me earlier? This is really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. My family doesn't recognize my family."

The monk sighed.

The founder of Jingkong Temple was once a close friend of Qingshi Sword Immortal!

Both of them practice swordsmanship, and they are both the founders of Kong Temple, so they have the reputation of "Jian Kong Sword Buddha".

"I was in a blur of consciousness before. It was the reincarnation aura of that Taoist friend that completely woke me up from my confusion. If I have offended, I hope you will forgive me."

The man spoke apologetically.

The monk smiled and said: "This is probably called no acquaintance without fighting."

As he spoke, he conveyed the message to Su Yi with a calm expression, "Do you think that guy is the Qingshi Sword Immortal?"

"How do I know? I don't even know his origins."

Su Yi replied via voice transmission.

"Qingshi Sword Immortal is regarded as the most legendary sword cultivator in the Age of Ending Dharma. It is said that an immortal in the sky once wanted to accept him as his disciple and take him to the immortal world to practice, but he refused and said that he would find a sword for himself. It refers to the main road of the Immortal Sect.”

"I also learned from the sect's ancient books that Qingshi Sword Immortal and the founder of our sect were close friends, and they once discussed swords together."

"But I never thought that an old guy like him, who should have died in the Dharma Ending Era, would actually survive until now!"

Monk Kongzhao said and couldn't help wiping his cold sweat.

This is appalling.

Su Yi was relatively calm and said: "Don't worry, I saw a descendant of an immortal from the immortal world not long ago, who also suffered the catastrophe of the end of the law and turned into a dead spirit."

"Descendants of Immortals?"

Monk Kongzhao was shocked and gasped.

Su Yi said: "What are you afraid of? It's just a dead soul. What's more, the person just said that if you really want to kill someone, it's impossible for you to escape for seven days and seven nights."

Monk Kongzhao: "..."

He always felt that he was despised and insulted.

However, when I thought about it carefully, I realized that this was indeed the case, and I felt relieved immediately.

"Hasn't the deceased spirit of your sect's ancestor ever awakened?"

Suddenly, the man's voice came out from the rusty iron sword again.

Monk Kongzhao shook his head and said: "To be honest, senior, I only know a few things about the Dharma Ending Age, and a long time ago, after my mentor passed away, I was the only one left in Jikong Temple. one person."

"I see."

The man said with emotion, "The characters who can survive from the Age of Ending Law are only a handful after all. The others... have all been completely destroyed by the catastrophe."

After a pause, he said: "I remember that the remains of the ancestor of your sect were turned into a relic and buried under that laurel tree."

Monk Kongzhao was startled at first, and then said excitedly: "Senior, according to what you said, the deceased soul of our sect's ancestor is very likely to wake up?"

"I don't know, but I can give it a try."

The man said, "That fellow Taoist master has the power of reincarnation. If the spirit of your ancestor is still alive, you can awaken it with the power of reincarnation."

Monk Kongzhao perked up, looked at Su Yi with gleaming eyes, and said, "It's fate, it's really wonderful. It seems like it was destined by God that you would appear in front of me!"

Su Yi: "..."

"Let's go, let's go to Wojiakong Temple!"

Monk Kongzhao warmly invited.

The interior of Jikong Temple is like a pure land, planted with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, ancient trees hugged by several people, and ancient buildings lined up in rows, giving off a sacred and solemn charm under the sky, making it quiet and peaceful.

In front of a tall laurel tree.

Monk Kongzhao dug three feet into the ground and dug out a big pit.

Soon, a bronze box was revealed at the bottom of the pit, which was covered with forbidden secret patterns, completely covering up the aura of the bronze box.

"No wonder no one has discovered this thing in the past years. It turned out to be sealed by the ancestor with the forbidden secret pattern."

Monk Kongzhao was very excited and his heart was racing.

He was sure that the ancestor's relics were hidden in the bronze box!

"Master, please help the monk. If you can invite the ancestor of our sect, I will make all of your ancestors!"

Monk Kongzhao urged, looking impatient.

Su Yi said angrily: "I don't have a grandson like you."

Having said that, he still used the power of reincarnation and pressed his palms on the bronze box.

Click!

The bronze box suddenly trembled and opened automatically, and a dense and soft Buddha's light suddenly emerged.

Before Su Yi and the others could see clearly.

Suddenly, the man's voice came from the rusty iron sword:

"I also feel my legacy."

Clang!

With a light sweep of the iron sword, the ground cracked.

On the side of the bronze box, a bronze coffin about ten feet long emerged.

Immediately afterwards, the iron sword stood on the bronze coffin.

At this moment, Su Yi seemed to be aware of it, and retreated into the distance with Monk Kongzhao and Wei Shan.

boom!

The bronze coffin roared, the fairy light circulated, and the flames shot straight into the sky.

At the same time, in the bronze box, Buddha's light filled the sky and the earth like a tide, bathing the huge Jiekong Temple in a layer of sacred and majestic light.

In the eyes of Su Yi and the others, a majestic figure appeared quietly in the sky above the rusty handle, with flying fairy lights and rain falling all over it, like a dream.

In front of the relic, there is a Buddha-like figure sitting cross-legged, with the world reflected behind him.

One has a rusty sword standing on the ground, and the withered bones turn into immortals.

One of them sat cross-legged and became a Buddha with his relics!