Xianbang

The four masters of "Wu Bang" actually merged into one person, the figure seemed unreal, it was hard to see clearly.

Guo Yi's eyes were like lightning, and he could see clearly. He quickly struck out his palm, and the flames on the palm print were endless.But the man in black stretched out his eight arms, touching Guo Yi's palm prints, taking turns to resist.

"What four-in-one is just an illusion."

Guo Yi stretched out his index finger again, and the sword shadow reappeared on the index finger. At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from the sword shadow, like an ancient chant: "One finger bury the sky."

A golden sword light suddenly shot out from above the index finger, and the sword light came out of the body, and the eight arms of the man in black on the opposite side shattered instantly like tofu dregs. , cut through the night, passed through the ten-mile sky, and then disappeared without a trace like a shooting star.

The sword light disappeared, leaving four black dead bodies on the ground.

"This...how is it so powerful that it might even pierce a mountain." Guo Yi was also shocked by the sword energy just now, and didn't understand why the power suddenly became so terrifying.

And who made the sound just now?

Guo Yi looked around, but didn't see a single person.An old voice sounded in Guo Yi's ear again: "I am in your body."

The voice was extremely ancient, like a person who had been sleeping for tens of thousands of years suddenly woke up, with a bit of tranquility and solemnity in the voice, like an ancient Buddha chanting scriptures or an old monk sitting in meditation.

There was a sudden pain in Guo Yi's fingers, and a small blood-colored sword the size of a palm slowly emerged from it, and then suspended in the palm of his hand. This is not the shadow of the sword but the entity of the sword.

Guo Yi looked at Xiaojian vigilantly, and said coldly: "Are you the sword spirit of Burying Heaven Sword?"

Ji Youran said that the biggest disadvantage of psychic treasures is that the sword spirit is likely to devour the master, taking away the master's body and allowing himself to be reborn.Of course, this is only for the evil sword spirit, and it is not a sword spirit without spirituality.

A little golden brilliance suddenly overflowed from the little sword of burial, and the shadow of an ancient Buddha sat cross-legged in the air. This ancient Buddha was wearing a red cassock, with a string of fist-sized prayer beads around his neck, and his eyebrows The beard is as white as snow, the eyebrows are a foot long, and the beard drags to the ground.

The ancient Buddha smiled kindly at Guo Yi, seeming to see through his inner thoughts: "You don't have to be so nervous, Buddhist practitioners never pay attention to the physical body, and I will not take away your body."

"If you say you can't, you won't. What proof do you have?" Guo Yi didn't buy the old monk's account at all.

The ancient Buddha said: "Because I am the master of the previous generation of this little sword, in order to regain its fierceness, I also sealed myself in the little sword, turning it into the sword spirit of this sword, not saving it. I will not become a Buddha in one day."

Guo Yi saw that the old monk's words were plausible, and asked again: "A broken sword, do you still need to seal it? Do you think this is really a magic sword that can bury the sky? Your lying skills are too low."

"I really don't know if this sword can bury the sky, but its third-generation owner 7 years ago slaughtered the creatures of three great worlds with one sword." The ghosts of years ago.

"What? Slaughter the creatures of three big worlds with one sword! You monk is too good at bragging, you think a big world is a big watermelon? I still don't know how big the ancient Xuanyu big world is."

Guo Yi felt that this monk looked honest, but he was actually a big fool. Even if he didn't give up on himself, he would definitely not believe what he said.

The ancient Buddha continued: "Monks don't tell lies, and I don't need to lie. Every generation of masters of this little sword is a peerless demon, and the existence that makes the whole world tremble. The blood of all living beings has been absorbed into the little sword. , turned into a sea of ​​blood."

As the ancient Buddha flicked his finger, the Xiaotian Zanjian immediately opened a door, the door was filled with blood, and a boundless sea of ​​blood was churning. In the sea of ​​blood, there were bones of various creatures floating, including dragon corpses the size of mountains. , tens of kilometers long phoenix bones, and even the bones of giants with a height of [-] meters...

Guo Yi was taken aback by the scene in front of him, the strong smell of blood filled the tip of his nose, almost knocked his brain out.

The ancient Buddha closed the door and said with a kind smile, "Now do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it!" Guo Yi was indeed shocked by the scene just now, but he couldn't believe a stranger's words so easily, even if what he said was reasonable.

The ancient Buddha's face was calm, he suddenly looked towards the sky, and said: "You seem to have another visitor?"

"One finger point to die."

The shadow of the ancient Buddha melted into the little sword of Burying Heaven again. The little sword was suspended in Guo Yi's palm, covered with a faint golden light, and then the little sword flew into the index finger with a "swoosh".

There were two people who came, driving two ancient flying cars, one white and one black, the ancient car had just rushed to the sky above the hill, and was pierced by Guo Yi with two fingers. The people in the car only uttered two mournful cries He was shot to death.The corpse and the ancient car crashed into the pit, until they were all buried, Guo Yi didn't know whether the person in the car was a man or a woman.

Now eight masters of "Wu Bang" have been buried on this ordinary hill, and there are still three death pits that are still empty. I don't know if there are still masters coming.

Guo Yi summoned the ancient Buddha again, and then asked, "Monk, what's your name?"

"Kashyapa, you can call me Kasyapa Ancient Buddha, or Master Kasyapa."

Guo Yi sat casually on a tombstone, and said: "Okay, I'll call you Monk Kasyapa, why haven't I entered the top [-] in the "Wu Bang" and won the "Wu Bang"? Ranking?"

Gufo Kasyapa seemed to have a good temper, and didn't care about Guo Yi's disrespectful attitude, and said with a smile: "Actually, your combat power is already stronger than some people with rankings on the "Wu Bang", but most of your strength is lower than that of others." It comes from the Burial Sky Sword, not your own strength, if you practice the "Sky Burial Magic Code", you will be ranked in the "Wu Bang" in an instant."

"Isn't it "The Burial of the Heavens?" How did it become the "Devil of the Burial of the Heavens"?" Guo Yi checked the more than 100 ancient characters in his brain again, and found that the name was indeed "The Spirit of the Burial", not some magic book.

Kasyapa smiled and said: "When you first entered Xiuxianmen, you couldn't see the completed "Devil's Burial Code". Your current cultivation level is not enough, so naturally you can only see the spiritual part. How many ancient characters have you seen in total? Is there more than ten? Thinking back when the third generation master of the Burying Heaven Sword just started to practice "The Devil's Tomb of Burying Heaven", he saw a total of eighteen ancient characters, which is really arrogant, and the old monk only saw twelve ancient characters. "

Guo Yi looked at a total of more than 100 ancient characters densely packed in his mind, and said: "You are too humble, but I saw more than 100 ancient characters."

The smile on Kasyapa's face froze, and a layer of frost appeared on his never angry face, and he shouted: "Boy, don't blow the bullshit, even the first generation owner of the Burial Sky Sword didn't see it. One hundred ancient characters."

Guo Yi said: "Why are you lying to me? Let me count...a total of 160 or eight ancient characters."

"It is said that there are 160 or eight ways to become immortals in the world. It is absolutely impossible for this young man to know this obscure number. Could it be that what he said is true?" Shaking endlessly.

Guo Yi looked at the ancient Buddha Kasyapa whose face turned green and pale for a while, and he didn't look like an eminent monk at all. He secretly felt sad, "This monk won't be scared stupid, right?"

After a long time, the ancient Buddha Kasyapa recovered from the shock and turned into a solemn Buddhist master again, saying: "It is a good thing that you have such a great opportunity. Now I have become the master of Burying Heaven Sword." Sword Spirit, I will teach you the cultivation method of the Spirit Jue chapter of the "Devil's Burial Tome."

"Wait." Guo Yi said: "You are an eminent monk, it's fine if you have cultivated the magic tome by yourself, and you plan to teach me?"

The ancient Buddha Kasyapa said indifferently: "The devil is born from the heart. If there is no devil in the heart, there will be no devil in the world. The so-called Buddha and the so-called devil are just different methods of cultivation. There are 160 or eight ways of cultivating immortals in the world, and each path is different. If you can become a fairy and attain the Tao, even a demon who has reached the extreme can become a fairy."

"You can see it."

Guo Yi began to admire Monk Kasyapa now, and felt that he saw farther than ordinary monks, and he didn't seem rigid.

A Buddhist teaching magic book is the most ridiculous thing in the world, but at this time it is really happening.

Guo Yi kept thinking, "If Monk Kasyapa's master saw this scene, would he jump out of some ancient temple and smash a few big bags on Kasyapa's head with a wooden fish? Of course To be able to hand over a monk with profound Dharma like Kasyapa, his own cultivation is probably quite terrifying."

"The "Devil's Book of Burying Heaven" is different from other books on cultivating immortals. It must be cultivated with the help of the Heaven Burying Sword, and the spiritual energy extracted from the world must also be filtered by the sword before it can be completely absorbed by the body."

"Now you are turning the 160 eight ancient characters into motion, blending them into the Burying Heaven Sword again, and then rotating around the sword body."

Guo Yi reintegrated the ancient characters into the Heaven Burying Sword according to the method of Kasyapa Ancient Buddha, and then spun it, and suddenly a small vortex appeared on the sword again, just like that night on the top of the mountain outside the Forbidden City, the vortex wantonly plundered the surrounding people. Reiki, like a black hole devouring.

"I can't, I feel that my body is about to be broken." Guo Yi wanted to stop the operation of the ancient characters.

Kasyapa Ancient Buddha said: "The biggest thing about the Heaven Burying Sword is that it can help you break the bottleneck. You try to command the Heaven Burying Sword to help you cross the gate of cultivating immortals."

"It's so awesome that you can ignore the bottleneck. No wonder you, a monk, have come to practice the magic tome."

Even though Guo Yi said so, he still acted according to his words. Like a shooting star, the Little Burial Sword passed directly through the golden gate of cultivating immortals, and suddenly a long golden road of cultivating immortals appeared in front of Guo Yi's eyes. A palace with a golden side and a red side, Guo Yi will enter the first realm of cultivating immortals after opening that palace.It's a pity that no matter how he commanded the Zangtian Sword, it was difficult to move forward.

Guo Yi said anxiously: "Monk, didn't you say that the Burial Sky Sword can solve all bottlenecks? It doesn't seem to be very effective now."

Kasyapa Ancient Buddha said: "The Burial Sword can only help you break through the bottleneck, but you still have to rely on yourself to break through. Besides, you have just embarked on the road of cultivating immortality, and you want to enter the first realm of cultivating immortality. There is a fairy road to go."

Guo Yi said: "What year and month do I have to go, why do I feel that the palace on Xianlu is getting farther and farther away from me?"

"You'd better step through your other fairy gate first. The two immortal paths must go together. As long as you step through both fairy gates, you will actually be able to step into the first realm of cultivating immortals very soon."

The first realm of cultivating immortals is called "Nine Palaces", and those cultivating immortals in this realm are called "spiritual ones". There are nine palaces on this section of the immortal road, and the end of the Nine Palaces will be the beginning of the next realm. Guo Yi seems to have It is understood that the golden fairy gate has already stepped over, but the red fairy gate still keeps him out. At this moment, the "Wu Bang" brand on Guo Yi's chest beats again and again, and finally breaks through a layer of boundaries , into the leaderboard.

"One hundred and third place!"

Only the top [-] in the "Wu Bang" can have a ranking, and now Guo Yi's ranking is just at the bottom.

"Although the ranking is very low, if the power of the Burial Sword is added, the combat power will be even higher. It should be able to compete with those guys in the top [-]. If the red fairy gate can also pass through, How high can my ranking reach?"

"Hey, her name is also on the list."

At this moment, the ranking of "Wu Bang" changed again, and a woman's name surpassed Guo Yi, and it kept jumping until No. 40 before stopping. No. 41 is a terrifying ranking, even if Guo Yi has all his cards in his hole now, he may not be able to win.

"Yan Honglei, the number one beauty in the Forbidden City, actually squeezed me down to one hundred and four."

Guo Yi was very upset. He lost his ranking when he first entered the "Wu Bang", and he was squeezed out by women. This is a kind of provocation.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, the stars are twinkling, and there is still an hour before dawn.

Dawn is always the quietest time of the day, and the whole world seems to be still asleep.

Within three hours, a total of seven "Wu Bang" masters arrived one after another, but after seeing eight new graves and three unburied graves on the hill, they were shocked away from afar.

Guo Yi stood proudly on the top of the hill, looking at the waves of "Wu Bang" masters who were scared away, but there was a trace of expectation in his heart, he was waiting for someone.But until noon the next day, the person he was looking forward to had still not appeared.

"Yan Honglei, you didn't come, I'm really disappointed."

It wasn't until the night fell on the second day that Guo Yi left the hill, rode the golden beast of the ninth son, broke through the clouds, and flew towards the Forbidden City.

An hour later, a man in green clothes and a Confucian shirt walked into the Changgu King City, stepped into the Grand Master's Mansion, and came to the stone house. When he saw the couple nailed to death on the stone wall, there was no change in expression on his face, and he whispered: "How dare you come here?" It's a step too late, I stored that thing here five years ago, and I didn't expect it to be caught first."

The man in the Confucian shirt flicked his finger, and the spiritual light shone, and an illusory water mirror appeared in mid-air, showing the scenes that had happened here, and finally Guo Yi's image was frozen on the water mirror.

With a light wave of his hand, the water mirror disappeared, and the man in the Confucian shirt said: "The murderer didn't leave any traces. Where did the things I want go? It seems that we can only find this boy first."

"There is no need for this city to stay in this world anymore."

As soon as the man in the Confucian shirt stepped on his feet, the entire Changgu King City suddenly sank into the ground, turning into a huge sinkhole hundreds of miles long and wide on the plain.Ashes flew to the sky, the palace sank, and hundreds of thousands of people were buried in it.

The man in the Confucian shirt came to the hill a hundred miles away, stroked the tombstone, and then turned into a cyan streamer and flew towards the Forbidden City.