Rebirth: Out of Demons and Into Buddhas 2

Right, it is also necessary to understand all this.

An Yuan and Hang Yan stood in place silently.

After a long time, he raised his eyelids, looked directly at the three great sword cultivators sitting above him, and said without hesitation, "I need to meet someone first."

The three great sword cultivators guessed who An Yuanhe wanted to see just by looking at An Yuanhe's eyes, they nodded in unison, and said in unison, "Yes."

An Yuanhe performed a sword salute and exited the hall.

The three great sword cultivators didn't intend to spy on An Yuanhe, they restrained all their minds and just sat down in the hall.

An Yuanhe stood alone outside the hall for a long time, watching the wind that seemed to be wrapped in sword intent whizzing away and whistling away, watching the cloud in the sky drift from one side to the other, he looked like a stone man It was finally moving.

He reached out and grabbed a bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror lit up, and soon a familiar face was reflected.

Looking at the face over there, An Yuan and his mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again, struggled for a long time before the name came out smoothly, "Jing Fu."

The moment Jingfu himself saw An Yuanhe, he frowned first. Seeing him like this now, his usually indifferent eyes added a bit of darkness.

"What happened, Yuanhe?"

An Yuanhe breathed smoothly, and said, "The Futu Sword Sect intends to entrust their inheritance to me."

The deity of Jing Fu didn't move, but still listened to himself.

An Yuan and Shuran took a deep breath, and told Jing Fu everything that the three great swordsmen told him.He told Jingfu what they told him, without changing a single word and without changing his tone.

After finishing speaking, An Yuanhe asked, "Will the matter of the Futu Sword Sect hinder you?"

His tone was very flat, and his expression was the same as usual, as if he was not asking about a sword sect with a long history or even about the ancient heaven, but a special and not too rare treasure.

The deity of Jing Fu knew that his answer was directly related to An Yuanhe's attitude towards the inheritance of the Buddha Sword Sect.

It wasn't that An Yuanhe didn't make up his mind, and it wasn't that An Yuanhe didn't think about the inheritance of the Futu Sword Sect, but it was just because it was related to Anyuan and his own way of swordsmanship.

An Yuanhe is obsessed with swords, and he is committed to the way of the sword. He also hopes that he can be nourished by all kinds of swordsmanship and strengthen his own way of swordsmanship, so he will be tempted by the inheritance of the Futu Sword Sect, but if he gets the inheritance of the Futu Sword Sect, he will give Jingfu this A friend brought great trouble, and if he needed a friend like Jing Fu to pay the price for him, then the inheritance of the Buddha Sword Sect would not be so important to him.

He himself can pay the price for his kendo, and even if he dies, he will never back down, but...it is not someone else.

It doesn't matter whether it is a close friend like Jingfu and Yang Yuanjue, or a brother like Yang Ji, it doesn't matter.

This is his kendo commitment.

The deity of Jing Fu stared at An Yuanhe for a moment, and smiled with the corners of his lips raised.

An Yuanhe just looked at him without moving.

"Probably not." He said with a smile, but then his smile faded away, "But you may not."

"The Futu Sword Sect will be very troublesome, the Xuanguang world will become a pool of muddy water, and the Futu Sword Sect is that attractive piece of fat, if you really want to inherit the inheritance of the Futu Sword Sect, there will be endless troubles in the future , have you really decided?"

After hearing what happened to An Yuan and here, even if Jing Fu's realm has not been raised, and he can't see the turbulence in the long river of fate, he can already see three points.

This time, it was An Yuanhe who laughed.

"I have a sword," he said.

The deity of Jing Fu looked at An Yuanhe reflected in the bronze mirror for a moment, smiled, but said, "If you need anything, you can ask me, I should be able to give you some help."

An Yuanhe nodded without hesitation.

There will probably be times when he really needs Jing Fu's help.After all, what he inherited was the inheritance of the Futu Sword Sect.Just looking at the title of the Futu Sword Sect, he knew that he must disturb Jingfu often.

Futu, why?

Stupa, Buddha.

Buddha, who?

enlightened one.

"You probably need to read more Buddhist scriptures," said Jing Fu himself.

An Yuanhe nodded, "I have brought many classics that you gave me earlier, such as the "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra", etc., and I will look through them when I am free."

Rao Jingfu himself had a strange expression on his face at that moment.

"You..." You don't want to transfer to Buddhism, do you?

An Yuan and Xun Sheng stared into the bronze mirror.

Jingfu himself shook his head.

Seeing his appearance, An Yuanhe could guess what he was thinking just now. He shook his head at Jing Fu himself, and stroked his own natal sword.

"I practice swords." He said, with brilliance Yeye in his eyes, "There is only a sword."

The deity of Jing Fu nodded, and said in response, "I know."

An Yuanhe glanced at him, then suddenly asked, "Are you also in the Xuanguang Realm now?"

The deity of Jingfu looked at him and nodded slightly.

An Yuanhe seemed to have something to say, but after thinking about it, he shook his head again, "Forget it, that's all it is anyway."

The deity of Jing Fu saw An Yuanhe's thoughts, and said, "Do you need me to go to see the ceremony?"

"It's not necessary, the Futu Sword Sect is now withered and coveted by others...Although the winner is determined on the other side of the river of fate, everyone Da Luo should not intervene, but the Taiyi Immortal, who is going down from Da Luo, Jinxian and Xuanxian don't give up so easily... so there is a high probability that they will keep things simple." An Yuan said condescendingly.

Jingfu himself nodded.

An Yuanhe didn't say any more, and cut off the contact.After putting away the bronze mirror, he straightened his robe, turned around and walked into the hall.

The sound of footsteps broke the silence in the hall. The three great sword cultivators sitting at the top opened their eyes and looked at An Yuanhe who walked in from outside the hall, and the joy in their eyes gradually deepened.

An Yuanhe walked into the hall and saluted respectfully, "Disciple An Yuanhe pays homage to the three patriarchs."

The three great sword cultivators immediately laughed, and the one on the right stood up and personally helped An Yuanhe up, "Good boy, get up."

An Yuanhe took advantage of the situation and stood up.

The great sword cultivator patted An Yuanhe on the shoulder, and looked at the one with the highest level, "Brother, should Yuanhe be included in the score?"

"Exactly." The great sword repairman stood up from his seat while responding, "Come with me."

An Yuanhe nodded, followed the three swordsmen, walked out of the hall, and walked along the road.They passed through the ruined palaces and walked up the mountain road to the top of the mountain.

Even though the Futu Sword Tomb where they are at the moment is low and low, they do have a mountain top.But at the top of the Futu Sword Tomb, there is nothing else but a rock.

An unremarkable rock that is as tall as one person and as wide as three people.

There is even a piece of emerald green moss growing on the bottom of the rock.

An Yuanhe, who could see the whole situation on the top of the mountain at a glance, finally landed on this rock.The first glance was ordinary, the second glance didn't feel magical, and the third glance was the same...

But at this moment, the wooden sword that had been quiet in the world of An Yuan and Sea of ​​Consciousness seemed to move.

And at that moment, a wooden sword flashed across An Yuanhe's pupils that originally only reflected the rock.After the wooden sword disappeared, what caught An Yuanhe's eyes was not a rock, but countless swords.

Copper, iron, wood, jade, neither gold nor stone...

All kinds of swords were neatly arranged in front of his eyes.

When An Yuanhe went to take a closer look, he found that it was not a sword at all, but a series of sword intents, sword movements.But if he took a closer look, he would find that it was not a sword intent or a sword force, but a person at all.

Before he could react, his eyes suddenly burst into pain, like the sharp pain of being directly pierced into the eyes by a sword.

An Yuanhe unconsciously raised his hand and covered his eyes.

...So even with the help of the wooden sword in the sea of ​​consciousness world, with his current ability, he can only see this?

The three great sword cultivators were obviously aware of An Yuanhe's current state, but none of them made a sound.Because this is not only a tradition, but also a wake-up call.

Alert An Yuan and this latecomer to remember history, and also remind him to follow the path of his predecessors.