Chapter 310 Quiet Ancient Temple
The best way to deal with the sword intent is to use the sword intent as well.
Lü Hu did not expect that his confrontation with the Ruyi sword intent was not over yet, and the battlefield also moved to his body.
He used all his condensed sword intent to push it towards a scar, wanting to see if his guess was right.
As his sword intent pushed, the scar immediately broke open as if a knife broke through the flesh.
And after Lu Hu's sword collided with it, it was like being hit hard and damaged again!
He was using his magical powers to restore the newly broken wound at this time. This time there was no obstacle, and the wound was restored smoothly as before.
"As I expected, these scars on my body still have the remnants of the Ruyi sword intent, but it can only maintain the power in terms of quality, and the quantity is already negligible!"
After discovering this, Lu Hu did not continue, and now the scars on his body have become a great fortune.
He could temper and polish his sword intent at any time. This opportunity would hardly come again. Good steel should be used on the blade. He would wait until he had absorbed all the gains from this time and made great progress in sword intent before using it.
Just after Lu Hu had packed up everything, the night was already very deep.
The wailing sounds that would occasionally be heard in the city had not appeared for a long time.
Lu Hu lay in the pit, looking up at the sky.
He saw that a dark cloud covering the city was blown away bit by bit by the breeze, and the sky slowly emerged with stars as numerous as the sands of the Ganges, shining brightly and flashing at will.
The night became a lake of clear and soft waves, stagnating in the air, and the surface of the waves was floating with a thin silver glow under the twinkling starlight.
"Alas! With such a beautiful scene, who could have thought that there would be such a tragedy outside this deep pit? However, this may be a kind of comfort from God to those who cannot sleep tonight!"
Lü Hu's body shook, and he stood up and jumped out of the deep pit.
At this time, when he looked at the ground again, he found that the Ruyi sword intention was gone, and it returned to an ordinary deep ditch.
"If the battle in the Ruyi realm can have such intention left, then wouldn't the battlefield of the Ruyi realm become a treasure land for Qi Hai realm warriors to flock to?"
As soon as Lu Hu thought of this, he immediately denied this idea.
It is true that there is intention left in the battlefield of the Ruyi realm, but the speed at which it dissipates over time is also very fast.
Only by arriving at the first time can you see it before it dissipates.
But the risk is no less than gambling with your life.
If you come too early, the residual intention will directly annihilate your spirit, and if you come too late, the residual intention will dissipate directly.
No one can perfectly match the strength of the remnant will with their own strength.
Lv Hu was just hit by the remnant will. Although his spirit was not annihilated on the spot, it has caused extremely serious mental injuries. If there is no timely treatment, the injury will continue to worsen.
Finally, it can still take a life.
Even a person with supernatural powers like him is so dangerous, and other people are almost dead.
So this is a shortcut. The predecessors who have walked it have died, and the descendants will no longer think about it!
Now it is still a while before dawn. Since Lv Hu has agreed on a time with Fazhao, he can't rush now.
Just sit cross-legged in the city and close your eyes to recover the true energy you have consumed before.
The sky gradually dawned, and the light blue sky was inlaid with a few remnant stars. The earth was hazy, as if covered with a silver-gray veil.
At this time, the sky has slightly revealed egg white, and the clouds are gathering at the edge of the sky like a market, revealing a thin layer of pink.
The Vajra Bodhi Temple has always been a popular place, and the road up the mountain is paved with bluestone steps.
The milky white mountain mist permeated the mountainside, and the bluestone steps were wet.
The mountains in the early morning are always filled with a fresh breath. There are unknown wild flowers in the mountains that have bloomed enthusiastically, and the fragrance of flowers is also spreading in the wet mountain mist, drifting with the wind, and drifting into every pore of Lu Hu's body.
Lu Hu walked briskly up the steps.
On the road, he saw some bows and arrows and some kerosene jars scattered casually on the roadside forest.
Lu Hu glanced at it and increased his speed again.
He turned into a black shadow in the mountain mist and went straight to the top of the mountain.
Soon, he came to the top of the mountain platform and saw a back figure standing not far ahead, staring at the ruins in front of him motionlessly.
When Lu Hu saw the back figure, he recognized it as Fazhao. He took a big step and came to Fazhao's side, looking at the ruins with him.
"That group of thieves actually dared to destroy the gate of the Vajra Bodhi Temple, leaving no room for them!"
Lv Hu also built a force himself, and was considered the former leader of the Taiping Gang. Naturally, he knew that although the gate was small, it represented the face of the Vajra Bodhi Temple, especially the plaque, whose status was not much different from the big banner in the army.
The gate was beaten like this, which was almost the same as the temple being destroyed!
According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, this is a situation of life and death. Only by completely clearing out the people who destroyed the gate and the forces behind them, can it be rebuilt.
Therefore, seeing this, Lu Hu said directly: "Although the Vajra Bodhi Temple is strong, I, Lu Hu, have received favors from your temple many times. In this matter, I am also willing to contribute! If Master Fazhao still thinks highly of me, then call me, Lu Hu!"
Lv Hu also knew what kind of people the forces that were looking for trouble with the Vajra Bodhi Temple were, so he made his promise casually and solemnly.
Hearing this, Fazhao turned his head and looked at Lu Hu with a smile.
"Master Lu, I respect you, but this mountain gate was destroyed by the abbot. Do you really want to trouble the abbot?"
"Ah?"
Lv Hu was stunned, and then laughed dryly a few times, "Haha, the weather today is really good!"
"Look at the clouds, it is indeed a sunny day! Let's go, Master Lu, follow me into the temple!"
Fazhao also took this opportunity to tease Lu Hu, just like Lu Hu teased him about meat and vegetables in the Kuishan Tomb before.
After seeing the embarrassment on Lu Hu's face, he was satisfied and stopped, and walked forward first.
"This monk, only looks honest on the surface, but actually very stingy!"
Lv Hu said to Fazhao in his heart, and followed him.
Only the gate of the Vajra Bodhi Temple was destroyed, and everything inside was normal, revealing the grand style of a temple with a long lineage of Dharma.
Among them, the trees are towering, with dense branches and gnarled bark. Several of them have cracked, like dragon scales. Although the age of the trees is unknown, one can tell at a glance that they have experienced many years of vicissitudes.
The blue bricks underfoot are fine and smooth, and the white walls on both sides are mottled and slightly white. The hall in front is majestic, with black wooden pillars that are very thick and fine. It can be seen at a glance that they are precious wood.
The green glazed tiles on the roof are soaked in the mountain mist, shrouded in a layer of clear light, and vibrant wild grass grows between the gaps.
Although there is no burning incense, there is a faint smell of incense in the temple, mixed with the fragrance of plants and trees, blowing in the breeze.
The sound of chanting scriptures and knocking wooden fish in the morning class can be heard from the depths of the temple, but it does not make people feel noisy, but brings a sense of tranquility.
The Vajra Bodhi Temple has a long history. If you look at this temple alone, you will know that it has a profound heritage.
Under the baptism of the wind of time, the originally plain materials have also produced a different sense of vicissitudes. Living in such a place for a long time, it is indeed difficult for people to become impetuous.
"The abbot is presiding over the morning class, and it will take some time to end. The master has a few words to say before Master Lu goes to see the abbot. Master Lu, please follow me!"