Rebirth of the Alone Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 437 Deja Vu
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Mo Yunhai was also surprised, and looked at the mountain with flickering eyes.

After the baptism of the aftermath of the battle, dust and gravel rolled down on the mountain peak, and earth-shaking changes took place.

If you look closely, there isn't much unusual place, but if you look far away, you can immediately find something different.

It is like a huge Buddha statue that is naturally formed.

After the river water continued to wash up and rippling, the gravel continued to roll down, and the mountain peak became more and more like a giant Buddha.

The river spread and submerged most of the mountain peaks.

The only difference is that this giant Buddha, which resembles a mountain peak, is not standing in the river, but lying horizontally in the river.

Half of the Buddha's face is submerged by the river water, and the other half is exposed. After being washed by the river water, it seems to be carved naturally.

"How could it be a Buddha?"

Mo Yunhai looked at the giant Buddha lying in the river strangely.

The gravel rolled down and formed the appearance of the giant Buddha. Mo Yunhai absolutely did not believe it was a coincidence.

Unless, this big Buddha has existed for a long time, and it has existed for a very long time.

Only in this case, after countless years of changes, the Buddha was overwhelmed by the dust of history, and finally it was located in the river in the form of a mountain.

The changes in Jiang Zhong immediately attracted the attention of the others.

A ray of sword light pierced through the air, revealing the figure within.

Standing in emptiness, Luo Haochen looked at the lying giant Buddha from afar, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, and his eyes showed confusion.

As the place where the three rivers converge, it has existed in Yuzhou for many years. The Huashan School is the Zhenzhou School of Yuzhou. There is almost nothing in Yuzhou that can be hidden from Huashan's eyes and ears.

But the big Buddha in front of him, he has never known the origin of it.

In this way, things can be a little bit wrong.

Luo Haochen appeared, and the powerhouses of the other parties couldn't sit still at this moment.

Xiao Hong and Yang Ting walked through the air and appeared in the river, the surging river could not stir up any waves in front of them.

Xiao Hong stared at the big Buddha and said: "Prefect Yang, you have been in Lin'an Mansion for many years, have you ever heard about the origin of the big Buddha in front of you?"

"No."

Yang Ting shook his head and said: "The old man has stayed in Lin'an Mansion for more than ten years, and he never knew that the mountain where the three rivers converge is transformed by this Buddha statue.

This Buddha statue is very old at first glance, and I am afraid that it is not necessarily something that survived from ancient times. "

On this point, Yang Ting did not lie.

If Fang Xiu and Mo Yunhai hadn't fought against each other and shattered the cover of the Buddha statue, I'm afraid it would take a long time before people could discover the true face of this mountain.

Or in a few hundred years, they may not be able to see each other again.

Suddenly, a powerful and extremely oppressive aura came from afar. A middle-aged man wearing a topaz robe stepped out of the air, and four people followed silently behind him.

These four people are also the same, they are all walking through the air, obviously they are all strong men who have broken the boundary between heaven and man.

The four strong men who broke the boundary between heaven and man followed behind the man in the topaz robe like guards, which made people frown secretly.

When Xiao Hong and Yang Ting saw the person coming, their faces changed in unison, and then bowed their heads and said: "Yang Ting (Jin Yiwei Xiao Hong). I have seen King Ping!"

"Don't be too polite!"

The faint voice has an irresistible majesty.

Yang Ting and Xiao Hong did not hesitate, they both responded in unison: "Yes!"

Looking at King Ping, who was not angry and self-imposing, Yang Ting couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

He never expected that the Shenwu Heavenly Dynasty would let King Ping come to Laian Mansion.

Prince Ping!

He is one of the biological brothers of Huangfu Qingcang, the emperor of the Shenwu Heavenly Dynasty. He was canonized as King Ping, and has a noble status but does not hold military power.

If that was the case, Yang Ting and Xiao Hong would not be so respectful.

The main reason is that this King Ping is still a powerful warrior, a master-level powerhouse who surpassed innate talent.

Facing the existence of a martial arts master, even Xiao Hong, as a strong man on the innate list, dare not show the slightest disrespect.

What's more, King Ping is still a majestic canonized prince with an extremely respected status, which is much higher than that of Jinyiwei Qianhu.

King Ping's majestic eyes glanced, and finally landed on Luo Haochen, and said: "The seven sons of Chunyang are famous, and I don't know which one of them is it?"

"Luo Haochen, the seventh son of Chunyang, met King Ping!"

Luo Haochen arched his hands slightly and replied.

As the Seven Sons of Chunyang, a master-level powerhouse can arouse his fear, but it doesn't make him too respectful.

The identity of the other party is a majestic prince, and the Shenwu Heavenly Dynasty also rules Kyushu. Although the Huashan School is the Zhenzhou Great School, it is actually under the Shenwu Heavenly Dynasty.

Luo Haochen didn't intend to have any conflicts with King Ping unless it was necessary.

Those who are strong in the innate extreme realm are not allowed to travel across the state at will, and they need the permission of the Zhenzhou Dapai to enter it.

But there is also a difference, that is, the people of the imperial court are not included in this restriction.

The major sects restrict only the strong men of the major sects. For the strong men of the imperial court, they adopt a relatively mild method and will not start a direct conflict with the imperial court.

Even for those who can truly represent the face of the imperial court, these Jianghu sects have to take the initiative to sell some face.

So when King Ping appeared, all the powerhouses who had originally planned to take a look also appeared here.

"Wudang Jade Muscle, I have met King Ping!"

A Taoist wearing a gossip Taoist robe and holding a dust whisk on his arm stepped out of the air and said to Ping Wang Jishou.

King Ping nodded slightly, and said, "How is Daoist Manmanifestation?"

"Everything is fine with the Patriarch, and I will miss you, Lord Lao."

"You're welcome, if I have time, I will definitely go to Wudang and see the beauty of the real person!"

Facing the jade muscles, Prince Ping showed a faint smile on his face without anger.

Even if he is a strong martial arts master, he still has absolute respect for the manifested real people of the Wudang sect.

Because the other party is the same as Huangfu Qingcang of Shenwu Heavenly Dynasty, they are both strong men located at the top of Kyushu, even Huangfu Qingcang has enough respect for that person of Wudang Sect.

As long as that one doesn't fall, Wudang will always be a big faction in Zhenzhou, and the imperial court will not easily offend Wudang.

Hearing this, Yuji smiled and said: "If the prince wants to go, Wudang will definitely welcome him."

The appearance of strong men from all sides, including the appearance of King Ping, a martial arts master, failed to cause Fang Xiu's expression to fluctuate.

Now Fang Xiu, his attention has been completely attracted by the lying Buddha.

The moment he saw the Buddha, the hidden sense of familiarity in Fang Xiu's mind was aroused.

He had definitely seen this scene before.

Otherwise, it would not be so familiar.

The river is surging, washing over the Buddha, but no matter how it washes, it cannot submerge the Buddha.

Fang Xiu watched quietly, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the memory that he had forgotten for a long time was finally revealed.

(End of this chapter)