Chapter 11 Prajna Three Treasures

The black fire rises and swallows everything silently.

The white jade corridor suspended on the surface of the water like a cobweb cracked inch by inch, and the huge shadow swept over quickly, and the bursting water vapor burst into smoke in the air.

The boundless darkness shrouded the lake hundreds of meters away.

And in these darkness, a huge black leopard with ribs and wings loomed.

When it roared and opened its mouth, there was a faint light in it, dark and dazzling. It was the ghost Shura who came across the air with unparalleled power. The unparalleled soul blade "Tiger of Yinhuo" in his hand silently tore the air and took three inches of Wu Pengwei's eyebrows on the opposite side.

Wu Pengwei is as quiet as water.

The darkness all over the sky invaded, and the coldness spread freely in the air, and the softness of fire swept the world at this moment.

The "blue water dragon blade" in his hand made a clear sound, and the long blade as clear as autumn water suddenly swings a circle of soft white light, like a warm moonlight. In the blade of the sword, the wandering dragon pattern rose to the sky and turned into a huge white beam of light.

The beam of light burst violently, and circles of soft white air lines rolled wildly. The waves rushed to the swept fire, entangled and bit each other, and did not give in to each other.

Wu Pengwei in the center of the halo, his whole body began to tremble gently, and the soft white light silk overflowed one by one and gathered on the top of his head. A snow-white lion roared out, the temples made of light silk constantly shaking, and a trace of white light shook away.

The soft white light flaws on the dragon blade are connected with these light gas, forming a cloud-like light and shadow, dragging under the giant palm of the light lion, which is the wind and clouds of the dragon in the sky.

The power of the soul blade merged with the martial soul of the owner for the first time, which instantly made Wu Pengwei feel several times more powerful than himself.

Ghost Shura's knife light came to his face.

Wu Pengwei narrowed his eyes and immersed himself in an ethereal state, like a water mist in the white light of the sky, but the silver light mist in his mind trembled violently, emitting circles of energy storms.

One moment, two moments, three moments.

In less than two blinks of an eye, Wu Pengwei analyzed the twists and turns.

As soon as the arm was raised, it was the most important bald head, and it was a strange knife coming to the face.

The tip of the blue water dragon blade is exactly opposite the blade of the tiger of fire.

Two points of sharpness are opposite each other, a little silvery white, and a little black and bright.

The huge air wave broke out from the intersection of the two points. The two blades bent at the same time, and then the two people holding the blades felt a strong surge and involuntarily flew backwards.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

The rolling lake is like being thrown into several bombs, blowing up one wave after another. When the waves meet the black light, they will evaporate in an instant. When they meet the soft white light, they will melt into it. The white light and black light in the sky are intertwined, reflecting the colorful sky of the "Praya Temple".

Wu Pengwei and Gui Shura fell to the ground at the same time.

The two of them exhausted their own strength in the struggle just now, and they were weakly paralyzed to the ground.

The light and fog dissipated, and the amount of water in the lake in front of them seemed to have been pumped half away, just submerged to their chests.

Wu Pengwei raised his head to prevent the water from choking into his mouth. He took a look and saw that the ghost Shura opposite was not much better than him. The wide black robe was tightly stuck to his body by water, which was embarrassed.

He was about to laugh when the dragon blade in his hand trembled violently, and the huge dragon-shaped light fog emptied out again and gathered above his head.

Wu Pengwei suddenly screamed bitterly. All his qi and blood power disappeared in the hard struggle just now. There was no power to fight with Gui Shura.

And the ghost Shura on the opposite seemed to be the same. The huge black tiger with ribbed wings roared out, as if urging the ghost Shura to rise up and fight.

Gui Shura is also extremely annoyed. These two great spirits are clearly a threat, but he can't fight against the spirits at all. What should he do?

If you go up to fight, I don't know how long such a bitter battle will last. I guess it will not be killed and will be exhausted. If you don't agree, this spirit seems to rush down and tear itself up at any time.

"Brother, we seem to be unlucky."

Gui Shura smiled bitterly. Before this trip, he did not expect such a change. Originally, he just wanted to take the "Tiger of Yin and Fire" and left. After returning to the "Mianli Sect", he closed the door to practice and wait for his strength to subdue it, or forcibly suppress it with the help of the master's elders to force him to recognize the Lord.

In a word, as long as you go back, there are many ways.

Who would have thought that he met Wu Pengwei? The other party happened to have an unparalleled soul blade, and it seemed that he had a feud with the "Tiger of Tail Fire" and had a feeling of immortality. Therefore, he and Wu Wei on the opposite side became a container for the competition between the two great weapons and spirits, but he could not resist, which was really depressing.

If you had known this, why do you have to go to this muddy water?

Gui Shura sighed and looked at the light tiger grinning above his head. He had no choice but to get up helplessly. The lake water dripped down his clothes and made a noise.

He was about to speak when he heard a mosquito-like sound in his ear.

Gui Shura was stunned at first, then overjoyed, and suddenly came to his spirit. The "Tiger of Yin and Fire" in his hand brought out a practice-like black light and went straight to Wu Pengwei's face. Wu Pengwei on the opposite side also seemed to have a tacit understanding. He also waved a practice-like white light, which collided with the black gas and exploded.

Then the two of them are like a test archery, constantly shooting light from the soul blade and fighting from afar. Anyway, these two soul blades are strong, and they don't care about such an extremely luxurious way of fighting.

The two of them are not an unchanging struggle, but constantly leaping and leaping, constantly changing the angle of attack, and being happy across a lake.

From time to time, a half-meter-high air blade came out of the air, and a wave flew straight on the surface of the water, knocked down another equally thick horse, and finally exploded into pieces at the same time.

After a full hour, the sky was completely dark. The soul blade in their hands disappeared, and the two great spirits had long disappeared. Obviously, the energy was exhausted. Wu Pengwei and Gui Shura fell into the water.

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"Brother, it's really you. I actually came up with this trick, exhausting the energy of the soul blade, so that they can't do anything in a short time." Gui Shura lost his calmness in the past, and his left hand kept patting on the lake, splashing everywhere.

Wu Pengwei smiled and said, "I didn't expect it to be so easy. At that time, it was just a stopgap measure. Who knew it really worked."

The two fought desperately before, because of the threat urged by the weapon spirit. Without the user's own power, it is difficult for the soul blade to exert its ultimate power, and the spirit itself cannot leave the soul blade for too long, otherwise it will be forcibly recalled by the blade.

When Wu Pengwei was fighting, his brain was running fast. Now he is smart and intelligent. In an instant, he came up with a unique way to fight, the power of the volatile spirit in the air, so that he could not hurt the two people in any case, so he told Gui Shura with "passing into secret".

Gui Shura is also a very smart person. He immediately understood the intention and immediately hit it.

So the two fought across the lake. It seemed to be fierce. In fact, it was all the power of the soul blade itself. For a long time, even the two spirits whose strength reached the level of a master felt exhausted and hid back from the soul blade to rest.

"Haha, you and I are both fools. At first, I didn't expect this move. I almost fought to the death. They are really two idiots. They are really stupid." Gui Shura laughed loudly, suddenly jumped up and said to Wu Pengwei, "Brother Wu, as soon as I saw you. If there is such a change tonight, you should drink wine and talk happily. Come on, if you don't mind, drink with me."

"Dare not to obey." Wu Pengwei smiled indifferently and rose from the water.

The two of them didn't go anywhere else. The night was deep, and both of them looked embarrassed. When they returned to the restaurants in the city to drink, they were afraid of being laughed at. Now that all the heroes of Wuwang City have gathered, and the two of them are also the seed players of the competition. It is difficult to guarantee that they will not be recognized.

So the two of them cut some dead branches, raised a bonfire in the most magnificent "Daxiong Treasure Hall" of the "Phanruo Temple", sat cross-legged, took off the wet robe, and only left close-fitting clothes and trousers.

Gui Shura put the robe on the branch and baked it, took out a big water bag from his waist, and said to Wu Pengwei with a smile, "To be honest, the wine in it was sent to my uncle Ji. Originally, I was going to take the 'tiger of tail fire' and go back to the post hall to give it to him, but unexpectedly, I met my brother here. I can't say, only I don't live with my uncle, haha."

After saying that, he pulled out the water bag, took a sip, and handed it to Wu Pengwei.

Wu Pengwei did not shirk. Although he was not good at drinking, he still swallowed a big mouthful with a water bag.

In the mouth of the strong wine, a spicy breath poured into the heart and lungs from the throat, as if it had been burned by fire. Wu Pengwei, who was choked, coughed twice, and his face turned slightly red.

Gui Shura smiled: "This wine is the famous 'second fragrance' of Wuwang City. It is extremely strong. The first sip feels spicy, but if you take the second sip, you will feel the fragrance into your throat. It's extremely wonderful. It's hard to put it down. Brother, take another sip."

Wu Pengwei looked at Gui Shura suspiciously and found that his eyes hidden behind the mask were as clear as water and full of smiles, so he took another sip.

Sure enough, the wine enters the throat, which is no longer the initial spicy choking, but a refreshing fragrance.

"Good wine!" Wu Pengwei blurted out and took another sip.

"Haha, I didn't lie to you." Gui Shura ended up taking another sip of the wine pot. He patted his belly and said, "There is wine but no meat. I'm sorry for the beautiful scenery of the night. Brother, wait for me. I'll hunt two wild dogs outside and come back to drink."

Gui Shura rose up and provoked the "Tiger of Yin and Fire" that had already changed into the shape of an ordinary blade. As soon as his body was vertical, he disappeared into the night like a swallow Swallow piercing water.

Wu Pengwei put down the wine bag and waited for Gui Shura to come back and taste it together.

When he had nothing to do, he looked at the Daxiong Hall.

The Daxiong Treasure Hall of "Phanruo Temple" is extremely magnificent, which is far higher than the specifications of ordinary temples. There is a thousand steps of space. The green bricks on the ground are large and thick. After hundreds of years, in addition to the piles of dust, most of them are as complete as before. There is a lot of rich oil on the ground and the incense case. Obviously, the incense was extremely prosperous in those years. Caused by Sheng, the Buddha's golden body in the middle is 15 meters high. His eyebrows are refreshing, and his shape is solemn. It is not difficult to see that it is from the hand of a famous craftsman. Unfortunately, it is disrepair and copper rusty.

In addition to the Buddha in the middle, there are also 18 tall arhat sculptures on both sides, but they are also covered with dust and cobwebs.

The thousand-year-old temple has fallen to this point. Wu Pengwei sighed for no reason.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a soft sound. At this moment, it was late at night, and it was an empty ancient temple. Except for the occasional mottled flames, it was almost silent, so this soft sound was very clear to Wu Pengwei.

"Who?"

He shouted in a low voice, flicked his fingers, and a bunch of flames popped out and shot in the direction of the sound.

"Squeak"

A fat mouse was lit on its tail by a flame, jumped up and down, and ran out of the hall.

However, before it ran, it seemed to drive something in the incense case under the Buddha statue. As soon as it heard the sound of tooth-aching copper and iron, it seemed that something was cracking under the incense case.

Wu Pengwei's heart moved, raised a burning dead branch and walked over. Under the incense case, it turned out to be a deep black hole. Under the light of fire, the winding ladder could be faintly seen.

"Is there any secret in this?"

Thinking of the glorious past of Prajna Temple, Wu Pengwei speculated the secret in the secret. As soon as he was short, he got in.

Not long after he got in, the open hole slowly closed.