"Master, if you want to believe Cheng Feng, let him try!" Xiao Man helped Ma Fuxiang to the side and sat down first.

The cloud of ghost fire above his head fluttered leisurely, unlike ordinary ghost fire, which was phosphorus fire, moving with the flow of air. The ghost fire here is more like countless green eyeballs floating in mid-air, as long as they move slightly, they will immediately surround them. The temperature of this ghost fire was extremely low, and before I could get closer, I could feel the biting cold.

It's just that these ghostly ghost fire people dare to approach, but they don't dare to approach the Seven Star Blade in Ma Chengfeng's hand. If Ma Fuxiang killed thousands of people in his life, then the human blood stained on this ancient evil blade is enough for tens of thousands or more. The reason why it is called an evil blade is naturally because of the evil spirit. It was re-forged from the Madame Xu's treasure knife when Jing Ke assassinated King Qin, and for thousands of years, it was a heroic and heroic force that could possess it. There are countless souls who have died under the Seven Star Blade Blade.

Not to mention the ghosts in these ancient tombs, this knife is terrifying even if it is a Daluo immortal! Of course, the Seven Star Blade is always inferior to the Cold Blood Blade in the handsless hands and the Bloodthirsty Blade in the hands of the little golden flower, that pair of knives is more than 5,000 years old! But even so, Ma Chengfeng can always turn evil into good fortune because of it.

It wielded the Seven Star Blade, causing the countless ghostly fires above its head to disperse, and then gradually approached the blackened coffin of the six sycamores.

"Ouch? The knife in this kid's hand is not like an ordinary blade, huh? Xiao Man, do you know what the knife in Cheng Feng's hand is? "When Ma Fuxiang saw the Seven Star Blade for the first time, he couldn't help but be a little curious.

Ma Chengfeng is a thief, there are two heirloom knives in the thief door, one female and one male, that is, the bloodthirsty blade and the cold blood blade, these two knives Ma Fuxiang have seen with his own eyes, and he also hollowed out his mind and asked the master to reward him. But Wu Gongyao said, although you Ma Fuxiang has the courage of ten thousand people, you may not be able to control these two knives. Therefore, Ma Fuxiang has always been impressed by these two knives, but how can you see that the knives in Cheng Feng's hand are not those two?

The Seven Star Blade is more beautiful than the ordinary short blade, and this "beauty" is by no means something that can be polished by modern craftsmanship. But the seven brilliant gems inlaid on its blade are not ordinary things in the world, and each one is priceless when taken out alone! Look at this knife again, the blade is cold, exuding a terrifying aura in the dark tomb. Ma Fuxiang had clearly heard a buzzing movement in his ears, that is, the Seven Star Blade was emitting a dragon groan! This kind of sound is not something that ordinary people's ears can hear, only those who practice martial arts will only form this tacit understanding with the blade.

"I don't know, Cheng Feng said that it was ancestral, called ...... It's called the Seven Star Blade. Xiao Man said.

"Oh? Seven Star Blades? No wonder! Hmph, Ma Lao's second kid also has two hits? Bullshit ancestoral, when I was young, I also wanted to have a treasure knife by my side, but I didn't have a chance with the Seven Star Blade! Ma Fuxiang said disdainfully.

The Seven Star Blade is not the ancestral heirloom of the old Ma family, the Ma family is a descendant of thieves, and it is not the royal family and nobles of the earlier Qing Dynasty, how can the ancestors have such fun? Speaking of the Seven Star Blades, I have to mention the past more than a hundred years ago! At that time, it was a troubled time, and even the name of Yin Yang Xuandao was not big in the rivers and lakes! At that time, there was a great man in Chahar, and this person was the master of the Five Spirits Zhenren, Archmage Lobuganya.

According to rumors, when he was young, Archmaster Lobu Ganya was once invited by the Tibetan Living Buddha to give a lecture at the Potala Palace. The Potala Palace is a sacred place for Tibetan Buddhist believers and the birthplace of the Yellow Sect. The temple of supremacy in the hearts of believers all over the country and even around the world. All believers went to the Potala Palace to worship the Living Buddha back then had a rule, that is, in order to show their devotion to the Living Buddha, after arriving in Tibet, whether you are riding a horse or taking a train, or your family has the money to hire eight sedan chairs, you have to give up all means of transportation, walk on foot, and all the way to the Potala Palace with three bows and nine bows.

Even today, on the wilderness path leading to the Potala Palace in the vast Tibetan area, it is common to find a dried corpse left by a devout believer on the Great Gobi Desert!

Archmage Lobuganya I was compassionate and devoted to the Buddha, but at that time the Archmage was already old, and it was definitely impossible to let him bow three times and knock nine times in the past, and the Living Buddha specially sent four great lamas to escort him all the way to the Potala Palace in order to welcome him.

At that time, it was not like now, there were roads, there were highways, you could still take high-speed rail, you could also take planes. At that time, the Potala Palace was not as prosperous as it is today, and the Tibetan area was full of vast and uninhabited Gobi Desert, and there may be barely a dozen small villages or small pastoral areas in every 100 miles of the Gobi Desert. The Archmage followed the four lamas all the way into the Tibetan area, and he passed through a small town on the way, and the name of that town may have become one of the more famous tourist attractions in our country today, and it has also become a city! Nyingchi!

At that time, Nyingchi was sparsely populated, and there were no Han people, and the Tibetans built a few yellow temples and Mani dui in the local area, which gradually attracted all the believers on the Gobi Desert, which made Nyingchi increasingly prosperous and has today's famous scenic spots.

On that day, it was the middle of the night after the Grand Master arrived in Nyingchi, and it was the rainy season again, and a light rain was pouring down on the zenith, and the town of Nyingchi was muddy, and the sound of monks banging bells came from several low yellow temples. The archmage looked up, and saw that at this time in the sky, a meteor pierced through the dark clouds and fell into the mortal world, the meteor was different from the ordinary, and there was a seven-colored light behind the tail!

The four lamas also looked up at the trajectory of the meteor that broke through the sky and fell, and asked him, "Archmage, is this celestial phenomenon a good sign?"

Archmaster Lobganya, who was a real Chahar living Buddha, nodded slightly and asked the four lamas, "Where have we been?" ”

"Nyingchi!"

"Oh...... Nyingchi ...... If memory serves, there is a yellow temple in Nyingchi that was more than 1,000 years old, right? Is there a Han body Buddha in the temple? ”

The lamas replied that it was the Han people who came to Nyingchi from the Central Plains more than a thousand years ago to worship the Buddha. The merchant walked thousands of miles from Chang'an, walked the ancient Silk Road, and later came to Nyingchi, when Nyingchi did not have the Yellow Temple, and he funded the construction of this temple. Although the ancient temple has collapsed now, the ruins of the ancient temple are still there, and the locals do not dare to build a temple on the original site. The Han people may have practiced before and after his death, so until he died of illness in Nyingchi, the local craftsmen wanted to cast him into a Buddha in the flesh with a special local craft in order to thank him for building this yellow temple.

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