Deliveryman of the Heaven

C1073 Trihedral Buddha Facies



C1073 Trihedral Buddha Facies

The three of them walked deeper into the blood-colored corridor, and the multicolored light in the depths grew brighter and brighter.    

    

After walking for less than half an hour, they arrived at the bottom of the tunnel. Surprisingly, there was a pool of blood.    

    

The water stains on the lotus pond had dried long ago, leaving only a layer of pale brown surface. In the middle of the lotus pond stood a three-petaled lotus, and on top of the lotus sat a golden Buddha statue.    

    

There was something special about this Buddha statue.    

    

It actually had three heads. One of them was an old man with a long beard who had an immortal demeanor, the other was an old man who was unruly and unruly, and the last one was an old man whose domineering aura leaked through. Seeing the three scrolls, Weiqing almost cried out in alarm.    

    

Although Weiqing had never seen Patriarch Hongjun's and Lu Ya Dao Lord's real bodies, he could tell with a single glance that the sacred surface that looked like the bones of immortals was without a doubt the Patriarch Hongjun. That face gave people a feeling of boundless benevolence, and the second face seemed to have a hint of cynicism, it should be the Lu Ya Dao Lord that liked to travel the four seas and did not like to be bound, and that domineering old man was most likely the only expert from the Sage Sovereign Liu Shi, Peng Miaotian!    

    

Weiqing was curious, why were the three of them fighting together?    

    

When the Butcher Zhang was alive, he said that this was Patriarch Hongjun's sariras, called Aurora Sarira?    

    

Who exactly was the Butcher Zhang?    

    

Why did he know so much about the secrets of the Sacred War?    

    

"Big brother, look at the light emitted by the Buddha statue. When it landed on the ground, it actually turned into blood?" Qin XX's tone was filled with shock.    

    

Weiqing yelled in a low voice, "Don't move!"    

    

Weiqing slowly closed his eyes, searching for the wisp of Butcher Zhang's Spiritual Sense that had been melted by the Force of Nothingness. Very quickly, Weiqing unsealed some very secretive information from the Butcher Zhang's Spiritual Sense, and said: "According to what Butcher Zhang said, his ancestor was a young boy who lived near this place. He once witnessed the Battle of Holy War and left behind some notes, so Butcher Zhang knows many of the secrets of the Ao Mountain Fantasy."    

    

Hee Guang frowned, "How is that possible? That kind of heaven destroying and earth-shattering scene, not to mention an ox child, even if it was a cultivator, it would be enough to be killed by the coercion of ten people releasing their Sage Sovereign Expert!"    

    

Weiqing laughed bitterly: "What if someone wants to let future generations see this?"    

    

Qin XX's reaction was rather fast, he asked, "Are you talking about Patriarch Hongjun?"    

    

Weiqing said softly.    

    

Weiqing's secrets were mostly true after being searched from the Butcher Zhang's Spiritual Sense.    

    

Just as Hee Guang had said, the battle between the 10 Holy Juniors was like a battle between gods. Even if it was a highly accomplished cultivator who watched the battle, he would be reduced to ashes within seconds. As for the Ox Boy, he was able to completely observe the Sacred War. Naturally, it was not because he had the ability, but because someone else gave him the ability, and that person was most likely the Patriarch Hongjun.    

    

Then why did the Patriarch Hongjun do it?    

    

Because he needed to?    

    

The Holy War continued on, allowing the future generations to resolve the matter. That ox kid was just an introduction.    

    

If no one else knew about this Sacred War other than the person in question, then it would be a dead end after eight hundred years. Weiqing would never have the chance to find out about the existence of the Lu Ya Dao Lord, nor would he ever know about the inside story of the Sacred War. Tang Zhuangyuan, becoming a saint in the way of literature is his good fortune, and isn't it also a chess piece of the Patriarch Hongjun?    

    

Tang Zhuangyuan once again activated Ao Mountain Fantasy, and Butcher Zhang could not help but jump out, attempting to seize the good fortune, but the good fortune ended up in Weiqing's hands?    

    

Wasn't this something that was destined to happen in the outside world?    

    

This fortune was not necessarily destined to be Weiqing's, even without Weiqing, there would still be Zhang Qing and Li Qing who would jump out to obtain this fortune. In short, the Sacred War back then did not truly end, there would definitely be someone from the Three Realms who would continue this mission, and Ancestral Master of Mixed Kun had chosen to let Weiqing do this as soon as he saw Weiqing.    

    

Weiqing's gaze fell on the three Buddha statues, and said: "I'll take Patriarch Hongjun, 20, you take Lu Ya Dao Lord, Brother He, Spring Blade, I'll leave that Peng Miaotian's good fortune to the two of you, right?"    

    

Hee Guang's face lit up, he cupped his fists and said: "Thank you Brother Wei for helping me out."    

    

"There's no need to speak of courtesies. However, I hope that Big Brother He will remember what happened today. In the future, don't forget the word 'righteous'. Otherwise …"    

    

When he said this, Weiqing's eyes flashed a hint of fierceness.    

    

Hee Guang's face changed, and he nodded.    

    

Before Butcher Zhang fought, Hee Guang had chosen to help Weiqing, but Zang Heng had chosen to stand by the sidelines and watch. Thus, after defeating Butcher Zhang, Weiqing had treated Hee Guang as a friend and brought him into the tunnel. However, after all, Weiqing did not know much about Hee Guang's personality, so Weiqing had to warn him.    

    

The four of them sat cross-legged in front of the three Buddha statues. The light of karmic luck on their bodies formed a bridge behind them, looking like a rainbow.    

    

Butcher Zhang had already spoken.    

    

Without enough luck, he wouldn't be able to obtain this Aurora Sarira.    

    

The luck on Du Chundao's body had been seized away by the Butcher Zhang, while Qin XX and Hee Guang's luck had been given to Weiqing. Furthermore, the luck on the Butcher Zhang had also died in the hands of Weiqing, so the current Weiqing was extremely astonishing, in order to awaken the three golden Buddha, Weiqing connected the four's luck together. Otherwise, the other three would not be able to awaken the Buddha, and even if the Butcher Zhang stole the luck from Weiqing and the others, he would not be able to awaken the three Buddha.    

    

This was because everyone's luck had a limit, and the Butcher Zhang was no exception.    

    

This was also why Weiqing dared to give all of his luck to Butcher Zhang, as the latter was simply unable to withstand such a massive amount of luck.    

    

But Weiqing was an exception.    

    

Strictly speaking, Weiqing was not a pure profound practitioner, but a Chaotic Clan. Chaotic Clan innately had great luck, and the luck that Weiqing could control was far, far higher than that of ordinary cultivators. Therefore, although it seemed like it was a coincidence, the fact that the Ancestral Master of Mixed Kun chose Weiqing to solve the problem with the Mount Ao was only natural, because in the entire Chaotic World, there were very few people with extremely high luck limits.    

    

Following the four Spiritual Sense s' escape into the three Buddha statues, the four of them appeared in a bizarre world!    

    

"This is Aurora World?"    

    

Weiqing scanned his surroundings. He did not see Qin 23 people, nor did he see any difference between heaven and earth. He only saw an endless amount of Aurora.    

    

Boom boom boom!    

    

Suddenly, a huge phantom image appeared in the sky.    

    

The two experts stood with their hands behind their backs. The aura they exuded was comparable to that of the Heavenly Daos, making it hard for people to look straight at them.    

    

Although it was only an illusion, it still gave birth to a feeling of worship.    

    

"Lu Ya, you are a ball of strange fire from the Aurora World, this sovereign originally hoped that you could benefit the three thousand worlds by rescuing you, but instead expected you to become a pawn of the Three Realms. Now that Hong Jun is dead, do you think that you alone can be a match for me, Peng Miaotian? If you even have a trace of conscience, you should help this sovereign achieve! "    

    

The old man clad in green, holding a long sword in his hand, was none other than the extremely powerful Roland World expert, Peng Miaotian!    

    

And the other expert with a wine gourd was Lu Ya!    

    

This wine gourd was the famous Immortal Slaying Flying Daggers!    

    

Was the holy war of eight hundred years about to reappear?    

    

Weiqing couldn't help but feel his heart palpitate with excitement …    

    

After all, the pinnacle battles of these supreme experts could only be encountered by chance. It was not as simple as wonderful, but it was very instructive for low-level cultivators.    

    

At the same time, the victor of this battle, the loser, and the loser would all be revealed …    

    


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