First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 1317: Boneless first

A tall and mighty monk, like a living Arhat, is running wild with a huge temple on his back.

This scene made Wei Shan almost dazzled.

As a matter of fact, the monk ran so fast that it was like a golden light that could only be captured by his divine sense.

The sky and the earth are shaking and shaking violently.

That was the sound of the monk's footsteps resounding like a drum.

"What are you still doing, Guanzhu? Hurry up, don't you see the monk I'm being chased and killed?"

The monk yelled, furious.

It was only then that Wei Shan noticed that a rusted iron sword was chasing behind the monk. The speed was so fast that it was almost difficult to see clearly.

Boom!

The monk carried the temple on his back and circled the surrounding 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 laughing, this monk, known as Jiekong Temple's guardian Jialan, has a cunning and ghost-like temperament, and is extremely rogue.

It was the first time he had seen this monk killed so badly.

"Quick! You're not a sword cultivator? Quickly surrender this iron sword, it's a treasure left over from the apocalyptic era!"

Seeing that Su Yi was watching the excitement, the monk suddenly became anxious and shouted loudly.

"A treasure left over from the end of the law?"

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

"Take advantage of the fire? When did you become so shameless?"

The monk yelled while running.

Shout!

The rusted iron sword swept away sharply, hitting the monk's ass.

He screamed and screamed, and he didn't dare to hesitate any more, shouting: "Master Guanzhu, I beg you!"

"Do you agree?"

Su Yi asked with a smile.

"Yes!"

The monk shouted.

Su Yi then stepped forward.

Boom!

A surging sword intent of Samsara shot up from Su Yi, and the sky suddenly became dark.

The iron sword that was chasing and killing the monk trembled violently, as if it had wisdom, and with a clanging sound, the sword was pointed straight at Su Yi, as if facing a great enemy.

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

And he squatted on the ground, gasping for breath, cursing himself, "This iron sword is so **** evil, it chased me for seven days and seven nights, almost exhausted me to death."

Su Yi looked over.

This iron sword seems to have been severely corroded by the years, covered with mottled rust, and even the breath is dull and obscure, making it very mysterious.

"Reincarnation?"

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

"Good."

Su Yi nodded.

The monk said in astonishment: "Your mother chased me for seven days and seven nights, why didn't you see a fart from you?"

Chong!

The iron sword turned and pointed at the monk, causing the latter to tremble and sweat on his forehead.

He hurriedly said: "Lord, drop it! There is something wrong with this sword, and it is very likely that there is an extremely terrifying dead spirit hidden!"

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

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

Su Yi said thoughtfully, "Then why do you want to hunt down that monk?"

The man said: "If I really want to kill him, I will definitely not let him escape for seven days and seven nights. The reason why I don't do it is because I am worried that if I really do it, he can't even block a sword, and he will die because of it."

Monk: "???"

Is this being despised? Su Yi said with great interest, "Then why do you have to chase him?"

The man said: "My remains are in that temple. I have to get them back in order to reshape them."

The monk said in surprise: "Impossible. I have guarded the Jikong Temple for so many years, but I have never seen any remains."

The corpse is the corpse.

"That's what you don't understand. Back then, you and I were both empty temple ancestors discussing Taoism for thousands of years, sitting with each other and confirming each other's Taoism. Unexpectedly, the doomsday catastrophe suddenly occurred. In a hurry, you sent the patriarch to smash my remains. Hidden under that laurel tree."

The man said, "And now, I wake up from silence, if I can get my body, I can get out of Taiyu sword."

The monk was moved and lost his voice: "Taiyujian! Are you Qingshi Jianxian?!"

Tai Yujian!

Su Yi thought about it for a while and then remembered.

Not long ago, in the depths of the Undetermined Devil Sea, when he suppressed the soul of the Lord of the Blood Lamp Buddha in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, the latter was shocked by the Nine Prisons Sword and said some words related to Taiyu Sword.

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

"Qing Shi Jian Xian? Oh, it's just a fake name. If you don't become an immortal for a day, how can you have the face to call yourself a 'Jian Xian'?"

In the iron sword, the man's self-deprecating voice sounded, "Not to mention, the Taiyu Sword has been severely damaged by the catastrophe, and it has survived to this day, almost equivalent to a piece of stubborn iron."

After all, he sighed.

The years are ruthless, the past is romantic, and it turns into smoke after all.

"This guy is actually Qing Shi Jianxian?"

Su Yi raised his eyebrows. He didn't know the origin of the other party, but he could roughly speculate that since the other party could master the Taiyu Sword, the first immortal soldier in the end of the law, he must have been an earth-shattering peerless figure during his lifetime!

"Senior, why didn't you say it earlier, it's really a flood that washed over the Dragon King Temple, and your family doesn't recognize your family."

The monk sighed with emotion.

They are all patriarchs of Kong Temple, and they were friends with Qing Shi Jianxian!

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

"I was confused before. It was the reincarnation breath of that fellow Taoist who made me wake up completely from the drowsiness. If I offend you, please forgive me."

The man speaks apologetically.

The monk said with a smile: "This is probably called no fight, no acquaintance."

Speaking, he sent a voice transmission to Su Yi with a calm expression, "Do you think that guy will be Qingshi Sword Immortal?"

"How do I know, I don't even know his origin."

Su Yi replied through voice transmission.

“Qing Shi Jian Xian, regarded as the most legendary sword cultivator in the end of the Dharma era, it is said that an immortal in the sky once wanted to accept him as a disciple and lead him to practice in the immortal world, but he was rejected by him, saying that he wanted to ask for it himself A sword pointing at the avenue of Xianmen."

"I also learned from the ancient books of the sect that Qing Shi Jianxian and my patriarch were close friends and asked about swords together."

"But I never thought that an old guy like him who should have died in the age of the end of the law has survived until now!"

As the monk Kongzhao said, he could not help but wipe his cold sweat.

This is appalling.

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

"Descendants of Fairies?"

The monk Kongzhao gasped in shock.

Su Yi said: "What are you afraid of, it's just a dead soul, not to mention the one who just said, if you really want to kill, it is impossible for you to escape for seven days and seven nights."

Monk Kongzhao: "..."

He always felt despised and insulted.

However, thinking about it carefully, it is indeed the case, and my heart suddenly relaxes.

"Hasn't the deceased spirit of your patriarch awakened?"

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

The monk Kongzhao shook his head and said: "To be honest with my seniors, I only know a few things about the Dharma-Ending Era, and a long time ago, after my karmic teacher passed away, this Jiekong Temple only I'm the only one left."

"So it is."

The man said sullenly, "The characters who can survive from the end of the law are only a handful, and the others... have long since perished under the catastrophe."

After a pause, he said, "I remember that the slaughter of your ancestor was turned into a relic and buried under that laurel tree."

The monk Kongzhao was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "Senior, according to what you said, it is very likely that the deceased spirit of my patriarch will also wake up?"

"Not sure, but give it a try."

The man said, "That fellow Taoist masters the power of reincarnation. If you send the ancestor's dead spirit, you can use the power of reincarnation to awaken him."

The monk Kongzhao was refreshed, looked at Su Yi with glowing eyes, and said, "Fate, it's really wonderful, it seems that there is a destiny in the sky, let you appear in front of me!"

Su Yi: "..."

"Let's go, let's go to my empty temple!"

A warm invitation from the monk Kongzhao.

Jiekong Temple is like a pure land, planted with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, ancient trees hugged by several people, and ancient buildings are row upon row, showing a sacred and solemn charm under the sky, quiet and tranquil.

In front of a tall laurel tree.

Monk Kongzhao dug three feet into the ground and dug a large hole.

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

"No wonder no one has discovered this object in the past years. It was originally sealed by the patriarch with the forbidden secret pattern."

The monk Kongzhao was very excited and his heart was surging.

He's certain that the patriarch's relic is hidden in the bronze box!

"Watch the master, hurry up, help the monk, if you can invite my ancestors, I will call you all ancestors!"

The 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, opened automatically, and a dense and soft Buddha light suddenly emerged.

Not waiting for Su Yi and the others to see clearly.

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

"I also sensed my shedding."

Chong!

A gentle sweep of the iron sword ~IndoMTL.com~ cracked the ground.

On the side of the bronze box, a bronze coffin with a length of 10 feet emerged.

Following, the iron sword stood on top of 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, the Buddha's light was like a tide, and it filled the sky and the ground.

In the eyes of Su Yi and the others, above the rusty handle, a stalwart figure appeared quietly, and the whole body was flying with light and rain, like a dream.

In front of the relic, there is a Buddha-like figure sitting cross-legged, behind which reflects the great world.

A rusty sword stands on the ground, withered bones turn into immortals.

One sits on the knees, and the relic becomes a Buddha!