Chapter 493: Chicken and dog

There is no sky in the bamboo forest, and no light.
Before, there was only the burning light of Fulu.
But at this time, a sword of light was born.
When Li Fuyao handed out the sword, it would bring a sword light.
But since this sword had already been arranged, it was not an ordinary sword of light.
Cao Jianqing became Li Fuyao's second fake natal sword because of the Cao Jianqing couple.
Very powerful.
The previous sword with green silk and nineteen swords were not killer moves, but the real purpose was naturally the last sword with green grass.
The grass gradually greened across a short distance in the bamboo sea.
Fell on the green ape.
The most vulnerable part of most creatures is the neck, but there are always some differences.
The green ape is not special, but it cannot stand the sharpness of the grass and Li Fuyao's sword spirit.
So the sword was just a stalemate in the back of the green ape's head, and then passed through its head.
The grass was gradually green and galloped past.
A hole was left.
The grass gradually fell to Li Fuyao.
The vitality in Green Ape's eyes was quickly lost, and then he fell like this.
Li Fuyao held Qingsi tightly in his hand and looked at the green ape who had lost his vitality before he took out a pill from his arms and put it in his mouth.
In this bamboo sea, no one knows what will happen next moment, so what Li Fuyao can do is to adjust his state to the best at any time.
Qing Yuan just fell in front of him.
Li Fuyao was indifferent.
He is not like the other monks, who need these things to make magical artifacts.
He is a swordsman, the sky is big, and one sword is enough.
So he had no thoughts about the fur of the green ape and other things.
As Li Fuyao refilled the sword qi in the spirit house, the talisman had also been extinguished.
After the Qi in the Fuluo passed away, naturally it could not maintain its original function.
This is something everyone knows.
Li Fuyao thought about taking out another talisman, and suddenly remembered that he still had a lantern.
The favorite thing of Jianshan ancestor Xu Ji back then was not his old thing, but the big red lantern.
However, he passed the position of Sword Mountain Master to Wu Shanhe, but he gave the big red lantern to Li Fuyao.
Li Fuyao took out the lantern.
Without doing anything, the lantern lit up.
Li Fuyao hadn't figured it out until now what exactly was the function of this artifact.
Anyway, once it gets dark, as long as it is taken out, it will be able to illuminate.
Li Fuyao felt a special breath not far in front, so he stopped walking with the sword. After putting the sword in, he only hung the blue silk around his waist, put one hand on the blue silk, and held the lantern with the other. ,move on.
This position allows him to draw the sword from his waist in a very short time.
After walking for a few steps, I faintly heard some other sounds on both sides of the path, like some kind of beast roaring in a low voice, but the sound was not loud and never came to attack Li Fuyao.
I don't know how long it has been, like a few days and nights, but it's like a short moment.
Holding the lantern, a bamboo building is faintly visible in front.
Li Fuyao stopped in place, feeling the breath from the bamboo building.
Somewhat silent.
That breath is obviously not something that can be radiated by a person in the evening or spring and autumn.
It might be the coercion of a monk who climbed upstairs.
Even higher.
Li Fuyao thought of a possibility, and it didn't seem like a possibility.
What if this is the cave mansion of the saint?
When people mention the Sage’s Cave Mansion, without exception, they think that it should be a big mansion. After entering Wushan, this feeling must be infinitely magnified. Because Wushan is so special, the Sage’s Cave Mansion will naturally Is more special.
But has anyone ever thought that since that saint is unwilling to sit high in the clouds, and is unwilling to deal with others, would he be a very special person himself, then since he is a very special person, then his Dongfu Is it just a bamboo building?
When Li Fuyao thought of this, some cold sweat broke out on his eyebrows.
If this bamboo building is really the saint's cave mansion, isn't the blue ape the saint's guardian to guard this cave mansion's spirit beast?
If this is the case, who knows if there are any saints' decorations in this saint's cave, if there are, if it is simple, all these monks will die.
Li Fuyao lifted the lantern and stood in front of the bamboo building, hesitating to take a step forward.
No one is not afraid of death.
Especially when faced with choices.
Li Fuyao thought about it and then walked back.
After turning around, Li Fuyao turned around again.
"Here, it's really unreasonable if I don't go in and take a look."
With these words, Li Fuyao stepped up the stairs.
Actually, he was just worried that Su Tan might have something wrong. Since that little girl had already followed him for a while, if she left her alone, Li Fuyao really couldn't do such a thing.
Stepping on the steps, with the light of the lantern, you can see the bamboo building in front of you clearly.
The bamboo building is the ordinary bamboo building. There is nothing special about it. But when Li Fuyao took a closer look, he found that this bamboo building was not an ordinary bamboo building, because the bamboo used to build it , It turned out not to be any bamboo poles, but bamboos still growing.
Therefore it is still very emerald green.
A piece of life.
You can even see some bamboo leaves on the bamboo in front of the bamboo building.
This doesn't seem to be something artificially built, but it grows naturally.
Such a weird thing made Li Fuyao more certain that this is the saint's cave.
If not, how could there be such a strange building.
Li Fuyao walked a few steps forward and found that the majesty was even more serious. He clenched the blue silk in his hand, and the palm of his hand was sweaty.
If it is really a sage cave mansion, it happens to have the means that the sage left behind.
Go in and die.
But when he was about to come to the door, the coercion disappeared.
It's like it's never been born.
Li Fuyao looked at the empty bamboo door, and silently used the lantern to hold it against the door.
Originally thought that something else would happen to this bamboo building, but no one would have thought that he would push it away easily.
The bamboo door even made a weak and inaudible sound.
Li Fuyao stood at the door, holding the hilt, waiting for the sword to be released or to leave.
Li Fuyao walked into the bamboo building.
The light of the lantern illuminates what is in front of you.
But Li Fuyao soon discovered that he couldn't use the lantern.
Because as he walked into the bamboo building, light began to appear before his eyes.
It turned out that there was an oil lamp on the top of the bamboo building that lighted up without knowing when.
The oil lamp easily illuminates the whole bamboo building.
When the oil lamp illuminates the bamboo building, Li Fuyao discovered that things are not that simple.
The reason is that this bamboo building is not a bamboo building.
It turned out that a tunnel appeared before him.
Every few steps on both sides of the corridor
There is an oil lamp, which guarantees constant light, but does not know where it leads.
If you look at it from the outside, it is absolutely impossible to think that this bamboo building is so unique.
Li Fuyao carried the lantern and walked forward.
I don't know why, even if he can see the road, he is reluctant to put down the lantern in his hand, preferring to carry it in his hand.
He walked forward in silence.
While walking, you can see the landscapes carved on both sides of the corridor.
It is engraved rather than painted.
The landscape painting is very good, if it is taken out, I am afraid it will be even better than the Danqing national players in those dynasties.
There is no reason not to believe that this is the handwriting of the saint.
Li Fuyao didn't dare to put all his thoughts on those landscape paintings, but walked forward silently.
The corridor is very long.
It took a full hour before Li Fuyao saw that the front was dark.
The oil lamp seems to be ready for this place.
Li Fuyao wanted to move forward, so he could only rely on the lantern.
According to Li Fuyao's thinking, if this is the saint's cave, it can also be said to be the tomb of the saint, that is to say, there must be some mechanism in it, and there will not be only a green ape.
But I don't know why, after so long, nothing happened.
This actually made Li Fuyao not believe that this was the saint's cave mansion.
Even if the saint doesn't care about these extraneous things, how can he not care so much?
Li Fuyao raised the lantern and continued to walk forward.
At the end of the tunnel, there is another door.
But this is a stone gate.
Two lines of words are engraved on the stone gate.
It should be carved by two people.
Because the difference between these two lines is too big.
The first line of words is engraved, "There are no scholars in the world". The font is very dignified, as if a honest scholar is holding a scroll, smiling at the spring breeze.
The second line of characters obviously responds to the first line of characters, and the stroke is even more elegant, "the cloud is full of saints."
I don't know why, Li Fuyao looked at this line of words, always feeling that it was mocking.
Standing in front of the stone gate, Li Fuyao no longer hesitated, stretched out his hand to push the stone gate open.
With a burst of dust, Shimen moved slowly.
It seems that this has not been pushed away for a long time.
I'm afraid no one has seen what is behind Shimen for a long time.
The door opened.
There is a dazzling light behind Shimen.
Li Fuyao subconsciously reached out to cover his eyes.
Wait for a moment.
Dare to open your eyes.
Inside Shimen, it turned out to be a valley.
There is the sun hanging in the clouds.
There is a stream in the valley, and behind the stream is a hut.
There are a few chickens in front of the hut.
There is also a big yellow dog.
Li Fuyao stood behind the door, turned his head and looked around, only to see himself standing on a cliff.
Everything in front of me is at the bottom.
Li Fuyao pressed the green silk and smelled a scent of green grass.
The lantern was finally useless.
He took it away.
Li Fuyao looked at that hut, thinking that that hut is the real sage cave residence?
If that is the case.
Where are the chickens raised by the saint before his life?
In other words, that dog has lived for hundreds of years?
Thinking of such a thing, there was a rooster cry from a distance.
Then there was a bark.