Volume 4 Making Fireworks in Troubled Times Chapter 133 Cui Hao Who Was Snatched
Li Chen quickly figured out the reason. It might not be correct, but it was inseparable.
After all, Buddhist practice is the path of the Buddha, so the prototype of this path has always been in the heart of the Buddha. Therefore, it is not difficult for him to find a way out, but it is different for people who practice Buddhist techniques in later generations.
No matter how amazing and talented they are, before the Eight Realms, they can only follow the example. When they find that the road has come to an end, even if they want to continue walking, they find that no matter how they go, it seems to be wrong.
However, since the Buddha intends to leave behind follow-up techniques, why can't those Buddhist disciples enter here?
Li Chen thought about it again, all kinds of doubts were intertwined and intertwined, and for a while he couldn't guess the reason.
But then, he realized a very serious problem, that is, the subsequent exercises have now been engraved in his mind, and when he leaves the secret realm, Buddhism may not let him leave with such an important thing.
After all, this is the foundation for the great prosperity of Buddhism in the future!
The top of Jianshan Mountain.
Cui Hao knelt on one knee, his eyes closed tightly, and his expression was constantly alternating with madness and pain.
Under his feet, a violent wind suddenly rose. He didn't know where it came from or where it was falling. These aimless winds continued to rage and sweep across the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, the guarding boy just raised his head when half of his body was blown over by the hurricane, and was minced into pieces and scattered everywhere.
This cold and violent wind carried a long howling sound, like a lingering sound with a long tail, causing figures to fly up from many peaks everywhere, looking at the scene on this mountain in horror.
However, these winds know how to abide by the rules. They swagger around, but they will never go beyond the area of the mountain. However, the people on the mountain who were still thinking about comprehending the sword energy suffered because of this. After being attacked by the strong wind, half of their bodies were broken.
, it became a skeleton with only bones left.
Outside the mountain, the elders of the sect came nearby. Some people wanted to use their magical powers to stop these sword energy hurricanes, but all the Yuanli and magical powers were like stones, and there was no sound as soon as they entered. Instead, it was the elders who used their magical powers.
A scream fell from mid-air.
Everyone hurried over in shock, only to hear the elder say with a pale face: "This hurricane has a burning effect on people's souls."
The sect master of Zhongwu Sect finally appeared at this time. He looked at it for a long time and finally saw the figure on the top of Jianshan Mountain. He said: "Starting today, half a mile around Jianshan Mountain will be blocked and no one will be allowed to enter."
A direct disciple asked the sect leader the reason.
The sect leader did not hide anything, "The inheritance of Jianshan will be revealed again starting today."
The direct disciple heard this and asked: "But I heard that there is no so-called inheritance in Jianshan. Some people can understand the practice from it, but it is just spreading rumors."
The sect master shook his head, "If this is really the case, how come the news of the Jianshan inheritance has been spread for thousands of years?"
The disciple asked Jianshan from whom the specific inheritance came, but the sect master refused to say anything more.
After the disciple left, the sect leader sighed, not knowing whether this inheritance was a good thing or a bad thing.
The reason why he didn't tell his direct disciples just now is that in fact, this inheritance cannot be regarded as Zhongwu Sect's at all. Back then, there was Sword Mountain here first. At the beginning, the whistle of sword energy and the wind was often heard. The founder of Zhongwu Sect was also affected by this.
He understood the secret technique due to the strong sword energy, and felt that there must be some secrets in Jianshan Mountain, so he simply established the sect here.
However, as time passed, the strange phenomena in Jianshan actually subsided. After thinking about it, the founder thought that perhaps because of his lack of personal connections, he spread the word as a gimmick. On the one hand, he used the gimmick to recruit disciples and casual cultivators to join him.
On the other hand, I also want to see what kind of inheritance this Sword Mountain has.
Unknowingly, many years have passed, and the name of Jianshan has been spread. Some people have obtained some secret skills in it, but they have not really been passed down.
Now that the founder is no longer here, it has been passed down from generation to generation. When it comes to this generation of sect masters, they did not expect that the inheritance would appear at this time.
Cui Hao has been kneeling on the mountain for who knows how many days. He doesn't care much now because at this moment, there are two voices in his mind that are constantly alternating.
The look in his eyes kept changing, from perseverance and resentment, to madness and evil, and at one point there was even a strange situation where both eyes had different emotions.
"I know you have obsessions in your heart, but with your talent, you can't complete it in your lifetime. Why not give your body to me. I had thousands of disciples during my lifetime, a sword that reached the sky, and a method of boiling the sea. Why can't I do it for you?
Finish it all?"
Cui Hao himself can no longer speak, and his soul is constantly being weakened and gnawed in the alternation.
"I know you have someone you want to surpass. I have read your memory. Your brother is stronger than you in every way and protects you all the time. Although you respect him very much, you must be unwilling to do so, right? It's just that
In your current state, you won’t be able to accomplish this even if it takes tens of millions of years!”
Cui Hao's soul gradually became weak and illusory.
Chapter completed!