Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 863 Rescue you from the sea of ​​suffering

"Li Yunsheng, why are you pushing!...I..."

Yazi got up cursing, but when he turned his head, the second half of the sentence stopped abruptly under the strange atmosphere in front of him.

A black figure wrapped in cassock, a smiling face with only one outline clearly visible.

This was exactly the figure that had tortured him for 500 years.

But even though Yazi hated this figure so much, when he stood in front of him at this moment, he still didn't even dare to take a breath.

"Only when we look at a painting, we can only see one side of it forever, so the scene we saw just now should be the painting in his hand."

When Yazi didn't dare to breathe, Li Yunsheng suddenly opened his mouth and explained to Yu Yan beside him.

The sudden sound startled Ya Zi, he really wanted to stop Li Yunsheng, but he was afraid of making a louder sound, so he just dared to hide behind the two of them without saying a word.

"So he actually wanted to lure us into that painting. Senior Yazi must have been trapped in that painting for 500 years."

Yu Yan nodded, then looked back at Yazi.

Although she was also full of fear for the black figure standing in front of her, when she saw Li Yunsheng beside her, most of the fear in her heart was immediately reduced.

But Yazi pretended not to see the two of them, turned his head away and said nothing, only kept cursing in his heart: "You two idiots, don't drag me if you want to die."

"It seems that our paintings are not beautiful enough, otherwise, how can you think about them?"

At this moment, the black figure in robes who had been standing in front of the three of them suddenly made a cold and stiff voice.

"I said don't come in, I said don't come in, don't come in..."

Hearing this voice, Jai Zi crouched on the ground with his head in his arms as if struck by lightning, muttering non-stop.

Obviously, this voice has become an indelible shadow in its heart.

"What did you do to him to scare him until now, even if he was repeatedly beaten for 500 years, it wouldn't be the case, would it?"

Holding the Qinglong sword hilt, Li Yunsheng first glanced at Yazi behind him, and then turned to look at the black shadow.

"he?"

Soi Ying rolled up the scroll and stuffed it into his bosom, then glanced at Yazi:

"Ling Chi, his, not me."

As he said that, the black shadow suddenly took out a golden writing brush out of thin air, and then pulled out a piece of snow-white paper out of thin air. Although the paper was suspended, it was as stable as it was laid on a table.

Afterwards, the black figure began to outline it carefully with a pen.

He used his pen like a snake, and quickly drew a lifelike figure on the snow-white drawing paper.

"It's him."

He pointed to the person in the painting and continued.

The moment Yazi saw that person, he cried and begged:

"Please, please, don't let him out, don't let him out!"

But the black image didn't hear it at all, with a shake of his hand, a tall figure with the head of a three-foot dragon jumped out of the painting.

The moment this figure appeared, Li Yunsheng felt a terrifying coercion pouring out of it. Although he was fine, Yu Yan who was beside him staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, Li Yunsheng helped her in time.

And the one who behaved the most flustered was that Yazi.

The moment this figure appeared, he almost collapsed on the ground, allowing the figure to approach step by step, and then grabbed his neck with the claw that was not full of dragon scales, and lifted him up bit by bit.

But just when the claw was about to pinch Yazi's neck, a sword pressure fell down, bending the knees of the huge figure with a height of three feet, and then a sword light passed by, directly hitting the The Taoist figure was split in half.

After being split open, the figure turned into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated.

And Yazi fell to the ground with a "bang".

He survived the catastrophe, panting heavily.

"Thank you, thank you!"

After breathing calmly, Na Yazi raised his head and looked at Li Yunsheng gratefully.

It was naturally Li Yunsheng who drew his sword to help him out.

He didn't want to save Yazi, but just wanted to see how strong the figure walking out of the painting was.

"Who was this just now?"

Li Yunsheng asked Na Yazi.

"Yes, it's me. It's my elder brother Prisoner. I used to do a lot of things. I was sorry for it. I even killed a pair of children..."

Yazi said with a little timidity in his voice.

"It seems that I shouldn't save you."

Hearing this, Li Yunsheng gave Yazi a cold look, then turned his head again, looking at the black figure in cassock in front of him.

"With the pen in your hand, you can draw out the fear in others' hearts and make it a reality, right?"

he asked directly.

"You guessed right."

The black shadow still said in a stiff tone.

"Wuxiangmian, the five cobalt bells, the relics, and this pen again, you, the Buddha Kingdom, are really willing to spend money to seal our small ten states."

Li Yunsheng said directly.

"These you mentioned are the eyes of the eight cold formations, but my lotus pen is not."

The black shadow said.

"This monster actually knows that the formation that seals the ten states is called the Eight Cold Formation."

Li Yunsheng was a little horrified. He suddenly discovered that after coming into contact with so many magic tools, this is a person who can talk to them and has his own consciousness.

"This pen is not an array eye magic weapon. Could it be that this array eye magic weapon is the cassock on your body?"

Seeing that the monster did not show too much hostility in front of him, he continued to ask.

"No, nor is it."

The figure raised his head, looked at Li Yunsheng with his smiling face with only one outline clearly visible, and then continued:
"I am, Kumarajiva, the Pure Land of Maitreya in the Buddha Kingdom, is the one who guards the formation here."

It never occurred to Li Yunsheng that the person guarding this formation is not a Buddhist instrument, but a living Buddhist monk.

"Buddhist Kingdom, isn't there no way to send people to Shizhou?"

Li Yunsheng looked at the figure in front of him with vigilance.

"Once upon a time, the Abyss of Unpredictability, yes. It's a pity that there is no return, and my physical body also disperses when it comes."

The figure's voice was still very stiff.

Li Yunsheng was silent when he heard the words, and asked Xuanyuan Chaolong in his heart:

"Old Long, does he have the aura of the magic weapon of the formation eye?"

"The pen and the cassock are indeed not as strong as the breath on his body."

Xuanyuan Chaolong thought about it before arriving.

Now that Long Lao has confirmed it, Li Yunsheng has nothing to doubt, so he asked immediately:

"You Buddha country, why did you use this method to slaughter my ten states?"

After finally meeting someone who can communicate, Li Yunsheng naturally wanted to ask clearly.

"No, we are here to save you from the sea of ​​suffering and go to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss."

The figure's tone was stiff, without any emotion.

(End of this chapter)