Chapter 170 Jiaolong Yemu Tantric Vajra Prong
The ancient scripture building has seven floors.
The building is its own world.
This is why the ancient pillars of sutras and curtains are also known as the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm of Tantra.
However, compared with the three hundred Buddhas and Bodhisattvas outside the building, with their lowered eyebrows and angry eyes, and their majestic momentum, the inside of the building is much simpler, and can even be said to be dilapidated.
Except for a ladder winding upwards, there were several oil lamps hanging on the wall that had long been extinguished.
Almost no other objects are seen.
A thick layer of dust accumulated.
The gaps are full of cobwebs.
Stepping up the ladder, the creaking sound makes people feel that it will collapse in the next moment.
Partridge Whistle was holding a wind lantern and didn't care about these things, but for some reason, as soon as he stepped into this place, he felt an indescribable palpitation, as if something in the darkness above his head was peeping at the two of them.
Just look up.
On the top of the Jingzhu Baobao, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.
Seeing this situation, Partridge Whistle's eyes couldn't help but sink, his body tensed, and veins appeared on the back of the hand holding the wind lantern.
Obviously, they are well prepared to prepare for dangerous surprises.
As long as there is any change.
Make sure you can take out a gun and kill him in the shortest possible time.
However.
Chen Yulou, who was walking in front, seemed not to notice.
Looking around casually.
The sandstone used for the sutra building is stacked layer by layer, and the traces of quicksand and wind erosion can be faintly seen. The overall structure presents a pagoda structure with seven floors, but each layer is not equidistant.
Look at it carefully.
From bottom to top, the distance continues to shrink, and the body circumference also changes from wide to narrow.
After passing the fifth floor.
It almost makes people feel cramped.
One person barely passed on the sixth floor.
But...
After climbing to the sixth floor, the two of them stopped in perfect agreement.
It is not that there is no way ahead.
Quite the opposite.
The top of the treasure hangs down all around, forming an inverted arch.
Moreover, it is completely different from the simplicity below. There are large murals painted on the top of the treasure here. Under the light of the scenery, the luster of the past has not diminished at all after thousands of years.
Typical Nanzhao and Dali era style.
Colorful and magnificent.
The elements included are also very characteristic of Dali, such as Cangshan Erhai Lake, Three Shiluo Pagodas, Snake Bone Pagoda, and Peacock Gallbladder.
What's even more surprising is.
Between the murals, there are countless rays of rainbow light.
In addition, there is an ancient text engraved on the stone wall on the other side.
A brief glance.
It records the suppression of the dragon.
"Brother Chen, what is that?"
Partridge Whistle just glanced at it casually, and his eyes were attracted to the long niche on the side of the top of the treasure.
There is a stone ridge embedded in the inner wall of the stone tower.
There are obvious traces of cutting with knives and axes.
It should have been dug out during the construction of the tower.
It looks like it was used to hold statues of gods or stone tablets.
But the stone ridge was completely empty, so Partridge Whistle was so strange.
"The place where you sit and transform!"
Facing your back to him.
At this moment, Chen Yulou's expression was indescribably complicated. Facing his inquiry, he just murmured in a low voice.
It's more like he is feeling something.
“What?”
Partridge Whistle didn’t hear clearly and subconsciously asked.
But just as he spoke, a light suddenly flashed in his mind.
Nanzhao Buddhism, rainbow light, empty stone ridge.
"The Tantra is Honghua?!"
During the Nanzhao and Dali era, Buddhism flourished, and the three pagodas of Chongsheng Temple still stand by the Erhai Lake.
However, Buddhism in southern Yunnan is not the branch passed down from Baima Temple in Han Dynasty, but closer to Tibetan Buddhism and Tantra.
You can tell one thing or two from the scriptures engraved on the sutra pillar under you and the Bodhisattva's Dharma.
“Not bad.”
Chen Yulou breathed out.
My eyes fell on the stone ridge.
If you look carefully, you can still see some traces of sitting cross-legged in meditation.
In the middle of the stone ridge, there is still a stone bead the size of a finger.
The color is simple and simple.
"Relic!"
"Did that eminent monk leave it behind?"
Seeing his strange expression, Partridge Whistle also reacted.
The stone bead is so ordinary, and it almost blends in with the surrounding sand and gravel. It is really difficult to find it without looking at it carefully.
He knows about Tantra Honghua, and naturally he also knows about the relics.
and.
The moment I saw it.
The confusion and doubts in my heart disappeared.
No wonder when I climbed up the stairs just now, I always felt like I was being spied on.
Compared to him.
Chen Yulou took a more profound view.
The ancient pillars and sutras can suppress dragons for thousands of years.
It is all because the Buddha nature contained in the relics is immortal.
Therefore, the Jingzhu can survive the ups and downs without being destroyed.
It can emit Buddha's light on its own without anyone urging it.
Thinking again of the moment when the dragon escaped from the stone gate, countless scriptures were intertwined on the sutra pillar, forcibly binding it.
It seems to be seen in sight.
Thousands of years ago.
Hearing that there was a dragon in Longtan doing evil and eating countless people, the monk decided to come here and captured it in the deep pool.
It’s just that the dragon is difficult to kill.
With no choice, they could only suppress it by building a pagoda with sutra pillars.
He was worried that many years later, the dragon would break the pagoda and come out of the well to cause trouble again, so he chose to pass away and pass away, leaving his relics here and using himself to suppress the dragon forever.
Huh——
Took a long breath.
Chen Yulou’s eyes gradually became clearer.
I have long heard that Tantric Buddhism's Rainbow Transformation is almost the same as Zen Buddhism's golden body and Taoist ascension.
While in Pingshan Danjing.
He has already seen Taoist Feisheng, the relic of Qingchi Taoist, the predecessor of Yinxian Sect. As for the Zen Golden Body, although he has not seen it in this life, he has seen a lot in previous lives.
Today.
It can be said that I have seen the most mysterious Tantra Honghua.
"Brother Chen, this relic..."
"Of course I will take it away."
Chen Yulou didn't even think about it.
Now that the dragon has been killed, there are no big demons running rampant here, but the Buddha nature in the relics is still there.
Although they are cultivators.
Although Buddhist relics are of little use.
But when I go to the Kunlun Mountains and pass through Tibet one day, I will definitely encounter many Tantric people.
For those people.
The relics are the supreme treasure.
In addition, when you go to Kunlun Mountain, you can’t miss the Great Phoenix Temple, Kunlun Shrine and the Ancient Demonic Kingdom.
Weird things in the snowy mountains.
No less than those from mountains, rivers and rivers.
Eating Sin Balu, Jingjian Agama, Di Guanyin, and the Silver Doll that extinguishes the lamp.
With the Tantric relic in hand, it can also be used as an exorcism weapon.
It is a pity to stay here.
"...That's fine."
Partridge Whistle was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile.
The person in front of me is not very interested in gold and silver artifacts, but he is eager to pluck out his training materials.
How could you let the Tantric treasure stay here?
Put away the relic carefully.
Without Chen Yulou's signal, the partridge whistle had already taken the lead and turned around with the lantern in hand.
But...
Only a few steps away.
He suddenly noticed something was wrong, and there were no steps behind him to follow.
Partridge Whistle turned around subconsciously, only to find that Chen Yulou was staring at the gap between the sixth floor and the top of the sutra building in a daze.
"Brother Chen?"
"There is something."
Chen Yulou did not look back.
To be honest, he didn't notice it when he walked by. He suddenly stopped when he noticed the relics in his sleeves moved.
"What...what?"
Partridge Whistle's heart moved.
For Chen Yulou to say this, his background is definitely not small.
Immediately hold the lamp and approach in three or two steps.
The wind lantern in his hand was raised forward.
There are boundary eaves between each floor of the Sutra Building. However, the boundary eaves on the first floor here seem to be different from those on the bottom.
Under the light, the color of the boundary eaves is obviously much lighter.
And there are obvious cracks between the two layers.
At this moment, the light from the scenery light penetrated into it, faintly reflecting a faint copper-gold luster.
“Is it a bronze statue?”
Partridge Whistle looked away, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.
"Probably not."
Chen Yulou shook his head.
I have some guesses in my mind.
Even across the eaves of the border, he noticed an invisible sharpness, and it was different from the military attack. It seemed that the only possibility was a tantric magical weapon.
As fast as lightning, he reached out his hand. With five fingers spread out, he grasped the edge of the boundary and used force suddenly.
He grabbed out the eaves embedded in the stone cracks.
The Partridge Whistle was secretly stunned when he saw it, but his movements were not slow at all, and he immediately moved forward to gather the wind lanterns in his hands.
Wait for the light to dispel the darkness within.
Look at it carefully.
It was an ancient object similar to a dagger. The blade was divided into four directions, with a long and sharp tip, and the handle was short and thick. It was carved into a Vajra Bodhisattva.
"This is..."
"The Square Vajra Prong!"
Before Partridge Whistle finished asking, Chen Yulou's explanation had already reached his ears.
The vajra prong, like the vajra pestle, is the most common magical weapon in Tantric Buddhism.
In addition, there is also a diamond sword.
The former mostly have square blades, so they are also called square prongs.
The latter has a pestle at both ends, with the handle in the middle, and a very complicated shape. The blades at both ends can be divided into single, two, four, five or nine strands.
As for its uses, the vajra can break the demonic obstacles of heretics, while the vajra prong can subdue demons and ghosts.
So it seems.
This vajra prong should have been left by the monk who transformed into a rainbow in the stone ridge of Baoding.
It was precisely with it that we were able to capture the deep pool dragon alive.
The eyes fell on the Vajra Prong. Even though it had been covered in dust for thousands of years, the whole object not only did not have the slightest sense of decay, but had a touch of luster secretly flowing on it.
The relic can suppress demons.
This vajra prong...
Chen Yulou frowned slightly, and was hesitating on how to deal with it. From the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Partridge Whistle beside him, and saw his eyes staring at the Vajra Prong with surprise.
"If Brother Tao likes it, you can take it away."
The Vajra Prong is too useless for him.
In terms of sharpness, it is not as good as the bone sword, and in terms of communication, it is not as good as the dragon scale sword.
On the contrary, it is the Partridge Whistle. Although there are countless instruments in the mountain-moving lineage, most of them are used for fighting upside down. Now that I have entered the practice, when encountering danger, I still only have two twenty-ring mirror boxes.
Even if you have to admit it.
Partridge Whistle’s marksmanship is magical.
But twenty rings is enough to travel around the world, but it is far from enough to face monsters.
Whether it is a blue-scaled python, an undead insect, or the dragon just now, once it is covered with armor, the bullet will be far from being able to penetrate the scales, and the lethality will be weakened out of thin air.
Although this vajra prong is a tantric magical weapon.
But it was originally used as a weapon.
The lethality is amazing.
What's more, the Buddha nature contained in it has invisibly enhanced its sharpness.
"This..."
"Brother Chen discovered this thing, how could Yang take over it so easily."
Partridge Whistle, who was looking at the Vajra Prong, changed his expression and waved his hands repeatedly.
He was indeed a little moved.
But it’s just connotation.
Since he went down the mountain with his master and traveled around the world for so many years, he has used many weapons, but the two that hold the most affection for him are the two twenty-ring mirror boxes.
“Take it.”
"The Vajra Prong is still good at dealing with monsters."
"Putting it in Brother Taoist's hands will not cause it to become dusty."
Chen Yulou smiled faintly.
Take the lamp in his hand and walk down the stairs.
The Partridge Whistle was left alone, opened its mouth, and finally looked determined, clasping fists at Chen Yulou's back, "Thank you Brother Chen, then Yang will be disrespectful."
Turn around.
Carefully take out the Vajra Prong.
It may not seem big, but it is extremely heavy to buy.
But...
I tried waving a few times.
The cold light on the square blade flashed across the night, showing its sharpness.
The Partridge Whistle became more and more satisfactory the more I used it, and a bit of joy flashed in my eyes.
"The shopkeeper's."
Until the sound of Chen Yulou talking to Kunlun came from under the Jing Building.
He suddenly came to his senses, quickly put the vajra prong close to his body, and hurried downstairs.
"These are dragon scales, three thousand and eight in total."
Outside the stone gate.
Kunlun held a bag and grinned.
“So many?”
The dragon’s body was covered in scales.
But he really didn't expect that he could take down so many.
The reason for taking the scales.
But it was a sudden thought on his part, since he couldn't find a suitable armor for a long time.
It is better to use dragon scales to try to create a piece of scale armor.
Now that Shijun Mountain Fire is in the possession of the Chen family, Li Shuguo has also left a favor. With his character, if he knew it was Dragon Scale, he would probably come overnight.
"Okay, put it away."
He smiled and patted his shoulder.
Kunlun didn't know what was going on, but the shopkeeper was happy, and he also became happy.
Looking up.
Not far away, the dragon had been dismantled and deboned, and all its blood and essence had been eaten by Luo Fu and Yuan Hong. The remaining dragon meat was still piled up like a mountain.
A few guys are busy.
Just in time to replenish food.
Seeing this situation, Chen Yulou originally wanted to say something.
However, when I think about how many people are dying of hunger in this world, how many people are still fighting for a bite to eat.
It is indeed a waste to leave such good meat alone.
What's more, as the old saying goes, dragon meat in the sky is as good as donkey meat on the ground. Donkey meat can be found everywhere, but dragon meat has been rare since ancient times.
Who doesn’t want to try it?
The green-scaled python that day had a unique taste when grilled.
When the dragon meat is peeled off, a large tendon and a keel will also appear.
It is indeed the dragon’s inner tendon.
It is even more terrifying than the six-winged centipede and the green-scaled python.
It is more than ten meters long.
Chen Yulou also asked people to take the demon tendon of the blue-scaled python with him. He planned to go back and make a weapon such as a whip for Miss Hong. This dragon tendon is definitely the best material for making bows. .
It makes the old foreigners who have always used bows look straight.
“Old foreigner brother, this Qinchuan bow, it seems it’s time to update it.”
Chen Yulou couldn't help but joke.
After being enlightened, the old foreigner suddenly felt at a loss. He was really thinking about it just now.
But what I am thinking about is, if the dragon's tendons are integrated into the bow, will the Qinchuan Bow be able to withstand it?
After all, no matter how powerful Qinchuan Bow is, it is nothing more than a hard bow.
It's okay to shoot ordinary wild animals.
It is somewhat powerless to deal with monsters.
As for other things, he didn’t dare to hope.
How can you ask for such a treasure if you haven’t exerted any effort?
But I have to say that Chen Yulou's words seemed to have some kind of magic power, which suddenly made him feel a little hopeful.
"Chen Baotou..."
The old foreigner took courage.
But he was dull by nature. He finally opened his mouth and didn't know how to continue.
"Hahaha, old foreigner brother, when we get to Chenjiazhuang, I will ask shopkeeper Li to take action and see if I can recast the Qinchuan Bow for you."
How could Chen Yulou not understand? his thoughts.
Immediately smiled.
Xiling and Banshan joined forces twice, and the old foreigners both contributed a lot.
The most important thing is.
This dragon tendon is more than ten meters long, and it is more than enough to cut off a little and integrate it into the Qinchuan Bow.
“Thank you so much, Mr. Chen!”
The old foreigner really didn’t expect such an unexpected surprise.
After he washed the marrow and chopped off the bones, his energy and blood increased several times.
The Qinchuan Bow, which in the past could not be drawn to the full moon no matter how hard it was, can now be easily drawn to the full moon in the hand.
For him now.
Qinchuan Gong is indeed a little behind.
As for the Miao sword, there are still too few opportunities for close combat. The Qinchuan bow is the foundation of a foothold and must not be thrown away.
"You're welcome."
Chen Yulou smiled and shook his head.
Then he walked straight towards the dragon corpse.
Watching him leave, the excitement and anticipation on the old foreigner's face could hardly be concealed.
On the way to Zhelong Mountain.
He had heard Chen Baotou mention that the current owner of Honeycomb Mountain, Shopkeeper Li Shuguo, was unrivaled in the art of weapon refining. His Dragon Scale Sword was made by Shopkeeper Li.
Now he is already looking forward to it.
After being recast by Li Shuguo, what will the Qinchuan Bow look like?
“The shopkeeper’s.”
When Chen Yulou approached.
A few guys are carefully putting away the big ribs of the dragon.
"Business about your own business, I'll just look around, don't pay attention to me."
Wave to a few people.
Chen Yulou walked straight to the dragon head.
There is still a deep wound on the white bone on the back of the neck, which was clearly left by his previous sword slash through Jiao Pass.
At this time, there is no longer the majestic energy, blood and demonic power in it.
But Chen Yulou ignored it and just activated his consciousness to explore inside.
"Sure enough..."
As soon as his spiritual consciousness entered Jiao Pass.
It was immediately clear.
Deep in the Jiaoguan, which is like a cave, there is a strange object shaped like a luminous pearl. It emits light on its own inside the cave, illuminating every detail around it.
“Dragon Eyes!”
Although this dragon has not condensed dragon beads.
But Jiaomu is also priceless.
It is said that the dragon's eyes are the reason why the dragon can ride waves, break through the water, and sneak into deep ravines.
It can be said that it is the perfect fusion of water-splitting beads and delusional eyes.
Compared to dragon tendons, dragon bones and things of essence and blood.
This is the biggest gain from this trip to slay the dragon!
(End of this chapter)