Chapter 9 Soul Blade Recognizes the Lord
The more Wu Pengwei thought about it, the more irritable he became. He simply let go of his thoughts. He was empty and closed his eyes to realize the cold wind passing on his face.
The wind is cold, and it is particularly cold at dusk.
Wu Pengwei took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, he felt much more relaxed.
"The general trend follows the law" not only opened his primary "heart's eyes", but also deepened his feelings. The young man's irritability did not see him at all.
"Are you going out for a walk?"
When his mind calmed down, Wu Pengwei wanted to go out for a walk. Now he is more willing to observe the changes in the world, cultivate his mind in the world, and refine the heart of martial arts.
As soon as this idea flashed, suddenly, the "blue water dragon blade" in the palm of the hand gave a slight tremor for no reason, and the tremor was very weak, almost flashing.
Wu Pengwei was a little stunned and felt that he was dazzled. He frowned and waited for a while. Sure enough, the "Bishui Dragon Blade" trembled slightly again, and it came and went quickly, which was not easy to detect.
"What's going on?"
Wu Pengwei was a little surprised and observed carefully. After a moment, he found a strange phenomenon, that is, after each vibration, the tip of the "blue water dragon blade" will always move a little to the south, which is extremely small. Wu Pengwei tried to turn the tip back, but the next time it trembles, it will repeat the same old way.
This aroused Wu Pengwei's interest. He pondered for a moment and felt that there must be something wrong in it, so he went out of the door of the post hall with the soul blade.
In the hall, Aoki, Chen Tian and others are not there.
The publicity about Wu Pengwei has reached an amazing level, and the paintings he made naturally rose. Each painting reached a high price of 30,000 taels of silver, but everyone did not stop and continued to hype. Wu Pengwei gave them another 10,000 taels of silver to go to the streets and alleys, teahouses and pubs, looking for good people and children. His deeds continued to spread.
Now that there are not enough people, Chen Tian called several people to help, and even Aoki took the initiative to ask for help.
Although he is the protector of the sunset sect, he regards Wu Pengwei as his master in his heart. As long as he has something to do with his master, Aoki will do his best.
Out of the courtyard, Wu Pengwei went all the way south.
The sky has gradually faded. At dinner time, there are still a lot of pedestrians on the street.
Wu Pengwei shuttled through it all the way, but his eyes were only on the "blue water dragon blade" in his hand, moving forward with the rotation of the tip of the blade.
The vibrating angle of the edge tip remains unchanged, which proves that the direction is correct and does not need to be corrected.
If the direction of the edge tip is reversed, naturally there is something wrong, and you have to find a new way.
However, when there is trouble, the direction pointed by the tip of the blade will be a wall or a tall house.
At this time, Wu Pengwei will cross the wall or jump on the roof and fly forward, attracting the attention of passers-by.
All the way south, across the city, to the suburbs.
The trembling of the "Bishui Dragon Blade" became more and more intense, and the frequency became higher and higher. Later, it kept trembling almost every moment, making a clear and farther sound, like a dragon singing through the nine ridges.
Finally, when the tremor reached the extreme, the "Blue Water Dragon Blade" suddenly stopped and there was no movement.
Wu Pengwei looked up and found that there was an ancient humble temple in front of him, and there was a pair of mutilated tall stone lions in front of the door.
The temple covers a wide area, and the walls are far-reaching, but it looks old, experienced wind and frost, and the door is rusty, as if it is in disrepair.
The surrounding weeds are overgrown, the old crows are noisy, the cold wind blows, the dead leaves are flying, and the feeling is bleak.
Wu Pengwei looked up at the plaque in front of the temple, and faintly saw three golden characters of "Phanruo Temple" on it.
The font is powerful and powerful, and the pen is a dragon and snake.
But somehow, Wu Pengwei came out of a cold feeling from the bottom of his heart.
He took a breath, put the "Bishui Dragon Blade" in his sleeve, pushed open the door, and stepped in.
The door of copper casting creaked and dropped a lot of copper rust. Obviously, no one pushed it for a long time.
The inside of the door is dim, and the sky is already very dim, and inside the door, the light is even more turbid. It seems that there is some invisible force to prevent the light from spreading in it. Wu Pengwei can only see the scenery five meters in front of him.
After passing the slender corridor in the door, my eyes were a little wider, and the light was slightly better, and I could barely see things in the yard.
Wu Pengwei was shocked, because after the corridor was an extremely open lake. After the lake was a magnificent temple complex, the area was as large and the momentum was no less than the palace of Wu Wangzong.
"What is this place?"
Wu Pengwei couldn't figure out why there was such a magnificent and disrepaired temple in the suburbs, and he had never heard of it in Wuwang City.
What puzzles him is that this lake is far-reaching, accounting for one-third of the mask in front of the temple. It seems that there is no path or bridge to cross.
Do you have to swim?
A funny idea came to my mind, and I was about to find my way. Suddenly, the "blue water dragon blade" in my sleeve buzzed, making an extremely high Qingyue dragon chant.
Long Yin was shocked, and a cloudy wind blew on the lake. The night was light. Wu Pengwei found that there was a small Xuan in the center of the lake. Xiao Xuan was built in the middle of the lake. There seemed to be a huge bell-shaped object in it, but the bell-shaped object was not suspended, but buckled to the ground.
Wu Pengwei looked down again. A path made of white jade appeared in the night, and the twists and turns led to Xiaoxuan.
Wu Pengwei stepped up and found that the white jade path was covered with moss. It was a little difficult to walk, and he could slip over if he was not careful.
He walked forward about dozens of meters and gradually approached Xiaoxuan. Wu Pengwei was careful and suddenly saw some strange things in Xuan.
Obviously, it is just a ten-meter square Xiaoxuan, but there is a faint black fog in it, which is tangled and makes people unable to see it.
Wu Pengwei is a person who practices martial arts. He is determined and will not be fascinated by this.
He smiled and ran the power of qi and blood. A firelight appeared in his hand. With a flick of his fingers, he fell into the faint black fog.
However, he obviously underestimated the black fog, and the firelight fell into it, as if it were thrown into the water, and there was no light and shadow at once.
"Interesting..."
Wu Pengwei was interested. He waved his palm and was preparing to increase his internal strength. Suddenly, the black fog contracted sharply in the middle for no reason, and finally dissipated.
Without the black fog, the scene in Xiaoxuan is clear at a glance.
A ten-meter-high black iron bell covers the ground, with countless moss on it. This iron pattern is strange and ancient, exuding a sense of coldness. Wu Pengwei can still feel that it is colder than the cold wind in winter.
Next to the iron bell, a man in a black robe sat cross-legged. The man turned his back to Wu Pengwei and could not see his appearance clearly.
Wu Pengwei knew that it was a little strange. He took a step forward and clenched his fist and said, "I have no intention to pass by here. I hope you can point out the source of this temple."
The man in the black robe did not move, but just sat quietly.
Wu Pengwei was about to go up and ask more. Suddenly, the "blue water dragon blade" in his sleeve made another high and harsh dragon chant. The sound did not look like the unrestrained flying in the sky, but like the roar of the dragon when it met the old enemy.
At the same time, the huge iron clock also made a loud noise. The clock body nearly ten meters high was broken, and a shadow like an arrow rushed out of it, straight to the sky, and it was difficult for the fast naked eye to keep up.
The change was so fast that Wu Pengwei heard a low angry cry before he could react.
The dark shadow that had been sitting cross-legged next to the iron bell roared, and the figure rushed to the sky like thunder and lightning, grabbing the black thing that was about to break through the air.
The shadow grabbed the thing, fell slowly, and turned around, revealing a ghost-like face.
When Wu Pengwei saw that the other party was wearing a mask like a ferocious evil spirit, he moved his heart and asked, "Are you the ghost Shura of the 'Mysterious Sect'?"
The shadow smiled, nodded and said, "Yes, Wu Wei of the sunset sect really has some eyesight. It's right."
His voice was low and hoarse, and he was extremely tall. He was wearing a dark robe and a Shura mask, which was very frightening in the twilight.
At this time, Wu Pengwei focused on the things in his hand.
Like a knife and a sword, the whole body is dark and narrow, slightly curved. There is a ferocious tiger head image in the place where Gui Shura holds it, which is just a grip.
This seems to be a weapon, but the coldness of the whole body is several times colder than the broken iron clock. It spreads along the air, which makes Wu Pengwei feel a little unbearable. Fortunately, at this time, the "blue water dragon blade" in his sleeve emits a gentle warmth, wrapping his whole body, and the coldness all fades away. .
"Huh? I didn't expect that you also have a soul seal weapon comparable to this 'Tiger of Yin and Fire'. It's interesting. It seems that it's a rumor that you don't use a weapon. Gui Shura obviously saw an inch of blade exposed by Wu Pengwei's sleeve. His eyes were hidden behind the mask, shining and extremely clear in the twilight.
"The Tiger of Fire?" Wu Pengwei was a little puzzled.
"Yes, it is the 'Tiger of Yin and Fire'. It is rumored that the holy land of demon beasts is far away. One of the three royal families in the mountains, the town's artifact 'Tiger of Yin and Fire'." Gui Shura didn't mean to hide it and agreed.
Wu Pengwei was silent when he heard this.
Gui Shura laughed and said, "You think I lied to you. The mountain is tens of thousands of miles away, and there is a seal. How can this gorgeous tiger's town weapon fall in this 'Pakruo Temple'?"
Gui Shura stopped for a while and saw that Wu Pengwei was as quiet as before, without showing a trace of curiosity. He couldn't help admiring in his heart. He secretly said that this son was calm and had the wind of a general. No wonder he could defeat Zen Qinglei and Li Beidou.
He continued to say: "A thousand years ago, the three races were in chaos, and there was a melee between demons, spirits and human beings. As a result, the peerless king of the gorgeous tiger clan was killed by the evil moon dragon emperors of the dragon emperors. The weapon he held was too murderous, so he was made friends with the evil moon dragon emperor. The seal of the 'empty master', the first master of Zen Buddhism, is trapped under the deep well of the 'Phanruo Temple', and then suppressed with an iron bell made of black iron. It will be a thousand years later.
Wu Pengwei listened for a while and made a clue, but he still felt that there were many doubts in it.
"Since it is a thousand-year-old famous temple, how can it fall here, and there must be a lot of people who know this allusion. Why is it that only you come here to get the treasure, and others are indifferent?" Wu Pengwei was not polite and pointed straight to the center of the problem.
Gui Shura smiled and said, "Five hundred years ago, the war between Zen Buddhism and Tantra, although it won in the end, it suffered heavy losses. However, the host of this 'Phanna Temple' at that time had a secret religion. Because of the east window incident, the Zen believers in the world were angry with the 'Phanruo Temple', and the famous 'Pakna Temple' went into decline and declined without name, and And there are not many people who know the whereabouts of this 'Tiger of Yin and Fire'. I also saw it in an inconspicuous remnant of ancient books in the division. For hundreds of years, few people have heard it, and let me get it.
"Especially if you want to take this 'tiger of the tail fire', you must be weakened to the greatest extent on the extremely gloomy night and on the day without the moon. Only once in 500 years is today." After saying that, he tightened the weapon in his palm, pointed to Wu Pengwei obliquely, and smiled coldly: "You can get this 'Tiger of Yinhuo', just step over my body."