Jinling City is located in Jiangnan Road, not far from the East China Sea.
Xu Shi did not expect that he wanted to settle the past and came out decisively, determined to face the fear that had been lingering in his heart for more than two thousand years, but it would end in this way. The fear from two thousand years ago, after two thousand years,
The fermentation has expanded to an extent that he cannot face.
He clearly remembered that he had used alchemy to predict before coming here, and he could indeed fulfill his long-cherished wish and settle everything.
Perhaps, such death is also a kind of closure...
Such thoughts briefly passed through Xu Shi's mind, and he was immediately suppressed by the desire to survive. Now he had no time to think about covering up his Qi, so he just ran towards the East China Sea at the shortest distance, but just as he was already
When you jump off the coast and step into the sea.
Golden light appeared in the sky.
Threads of golden light are woven into words, and the words are woven into cassocks covered with Buddhist scriptures.
Xu Shi's movements suddenly froze.
A monk whispered in my ear: "Amitabha..."
Xu Shi's movements paused.
On the island, Dao Yan raised his eyes. The moment he saw Xu Shi, even he felt ripples and emotions in his heart. If he had been influenced by modern culture, or if he had been influenced by those who had lived side by side in those days,
The vulgar martial artist would probably react like this at this time
You're back.
How dare you come back?!
Then he raised his hand and rolled his fingers. Compared to the Wu Sect's domineering Qi and blood, the unparalleled military formations, or the Tao Sect's thunder and lightning skills, the Buddhist magical powers cultivated by real ascetic monks may not be considered the strongest in attack and killing, but the combination is
Together, but definitely the most difficult one.
You need a physical body, and the physical body is invincible; fight for the soul, and have no leaks or thoughts in your heart; you have the speed of a magical foot, and you have the ability to fight with other minds.
Can't even say it.
It can be called a copper pea that cannot be beaten, shaken off, or chewed.
Of course, except Xuanzang.
He can't be beaten by anyone in the story.
In reality, no one can beat him.
Fang Feng was shocked to see Dao Yan raise his hand, and it was the Diamond Sutra. He didn't have the consciousness to let go of the Buddhist master at all, and stopped Xu Shi, who was obviously about to leave in a panic. He did not go forward to fight, but only used Buddhist methods to entangle him.
He was thoughtful, and then deliberately said: "You did this on purpose, right?"
"Isn't Buddhism about letting go? You are so fussy and will retaliate, are you considered a Buddhist disciple? You are too small-minded."
The young monk closed his eyes and said calmly:
"It's not revenge."
"This is cause and effect."
Monk, do you have the guts to tell lies? Do you have the guts to open your eyes and say it? Fang Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and suddenly thought of a possibility. He looked strange and said, "Then the reason why you are willing to stay here with me is because you expected this day."
, so you want to block the door?”
Dao Yan was silent for a moment, put his hands together and replied:
"Amitabha."
No...for you monks.
At this time, does Amitabha mean haha?
Fang Feng fell into silence. He felt that the monk was a little too narrow-minded. Was it a bit too much to use eight-treasure porridge to deal with him? Has he been remembered by this kid? Xu Shi was not as crazy as when he came.
, he just tried his best to tear out cracks in the magical power of Buddhism, and then wanted to leave.
He was originally a middle-aged alchemist with a gentle and elegant appearance, but now he has a head full of white hair.
The immortal body refined with divinity as elixir, when the connection with divinity is severed, all that remains is a decayed body. Dao Yan is still injured at this moment, and Fang is named Gonggong Guard. For the human world.
He was entangled in grievances and had no intention of taking action.
At this time, both of them heard the sound of swords.
Xu Shi's speed suddenly increased, but it was no match for the cold light of the sword. The sword light was criss-crossing, and the sound of an eagle sounded. Immediately, Xu Shi's movements suddenly stopped. It was obvious that he had been hit by the sword and was dripping with blood. But even so, Xu Shi
The city did not look back, but fled at a faster speed.
Wei Yuan's figure appeared, and the long sword in his palm was whirling and slashing heavily. The strong winds around him were spinning, pulling Xu Shi tightly. Xu Shi wanted to break free, but was unable to do so for the moment, so he had to use the weapon condensed with Fang Shu's death energy.
Fight Wei Yuan.
Even though he was an alchemist, he still had swordsmanship and fighting skills that amazed later generations of swordsmen and generals. This was the ethos of the pre-Qin era, with Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism and mixed methods, yin and yang fighting, and hundreds of schools of thought that could take advantage of the situation in troubled times.
, no one is easy to get along with.
"Wei Yuan?"
Fang Feng recognized Wei Yuan, and he was very fond of this young man who made himself a table of dishes and a jar of pickles, even though he was once a minister of Yu.
And Dao Yan also recognized the master of the Wei Hall who had appeared during the Taoist and Buddhist discussions.
He was slightly startled when he heard Fang Feng's words.
"Wei...Yuan?"
Fang Feng said: "Yes, Wei Yuan."
At this time, the fight between Wei Yuan and Xu Shi became more and more dangerous, with murderous intent at every step.
Just the residue of the sword energy pouring out will explode into large waves when it falls into the sea.
Even though his divinity was cut off and he gradually aged, Xu Shi still had amazing strength. As long as these very old monks were not hopelessly lazy, they basically had no shortcomings. To a certain extent, the pre-Qin monks had no shortcomings.
The alchemist Xu Shi was himself the origin of Onmyoji and Shintoism.
Finally, Xu Shi let out a loud roar and used one of the pre-Qin magic techniques to force Wei Yuan away.
Then his yin and yang changed and he escaped dozens of miles away in an instant.
Wei Yuan stepped on the strong wind, took several steps back, and stood in the void.
He raised his hand and held the eight-sided sword with the iron eagle emblem in his hand, the blade trembling and roaring.
Xu Shi jumped to the front in a blink of an eye, and there was a gathering of divinities in the void around him.
Dao Yan frowned slightly. The last time he fought against Xu Shi, Xu Shi used part of his divinity as a bait to make him fall into the trap and get injured. But correspondingly, he also pulled out that part of Xu Shi's divinity.
After all, Daoyan was a disciple of Buddhism, and during the Ming Dynasty, monk soldiers were active along the coast to fight against Japanese slaves.
He also walked in the East China Sea at that time.
So at that time, I just crushed this divinity into powder and threw it into the sea.
At this moment, Xu Shi has gathered this divinity, which is similar to the power of the water god or the sea god. Although it cannot be compared with that of Sakurajima, it also allows him to increase his speed on the sea, surpassing Wei Yuan and Xu Shiyuan.
Looking back from afar, he saw that the young man holding the sword could no longer pursue him, so he relaxed.
Then my heart felt happy, with the joy of breaking out of the cocoon of deep despair.
He laughed out loud.
"Wait, wait!"
His face was old and fierce: "Today's revenge will be avenged tomorrow!"
The sound was loud and rolling.
Dao Yan frowned slightly and planned to take action.
Fang Feng stopped him and sighed.
Daoyan was puzzled.
Wei Yuan swallowed a mouthful of blood, stood in the void, raised his hand and inserted the sword upside down into the wind, with the blade facing down, hanging in the sky. Then he took out the scroll from his arms, shook it suddenly, and threw the scroll into the sky and the earth.
, his voice was indifferent and calm, and he said slowly:
"East China Sea and Heaven and Earth, accept the order!"??!
Daoyan's pupils contracted.
The spiritual beings of heaven and earth are gods and spirits.
Who can make Shenzhou Donghai accept the order?!
Amidst the sound that broke through the sky, the scroll sank into the sky, and then slowly unfolded, becoming huge in an instant. Ink-colored Qin seals appeared one after another, and in the lower right corner were traces of bright red seals, but there were only nine words, and the wording was ordinary.
Dao Yan, who was still on the island, read out:
"A native of Qi, Xu Shi, rebelled against China."
"punish."
The eight small seals on the seal suddenly emitted bright light, and the entire scroll suddenly dispersed, and everything in the world seemed to be affected by some force. On the originally calm East China Sea, the waves surged to the point of destroying the sky and the earth. The clear sky
Thousands of miles lowered instantly, with faint storms and thunder contained within.
Behind Wei Yuan, there was still a large area of sunny sky.
A decree reverses the changes in the celestial phenomena within hundreds of miles.
Fang Feng covered his heart and forcibly suppressed his divinity. He did not participate in this matter. He just sighed bitterly: "The emperor of the gods, the jade seal passed down to the country..."
"For China, it is an existence that is as significant as Jiuding."
Under the furious waves of the East China Sea, Sakurajima's divinity could not allow Xu Shi to continue moving forward. On the contrary, Wei Yuan, with the blessing of a strong wind that could set off a tsunami behind him, made him appear in Xu Shi almost instantly.
Behind Shi, Qingfeng in his palm took advantage of the momentum to spin and slash.
Xu Shi resisted with his sword. In an instant, the sound of an iron eagle was heard in his ears, and a pair of familiar cold eyes appeared in front of him. Xu Shi suddenly thought of the information he had received from the Shark Tribe before, understood it, and gritted his teeth and said:
"It's you, are you his descendant?!"
"What happened to the First Emperor was also your fault?!"
Wei Yuan didn't answer.
The waves of the East China Sea surged down again, including thunder. But after dozens of waves, Xu Shi could no longer escape the world that seemed to kill him. He was hit hard and coughed up blood, while the sword in Wei Yuan's hand
Cut it off violently.
Xu Shi raised his hand to resist with alchemy, but it was already too late.
Wei Yuan's sword force suddenly changed, from a heavy slash to a light horizontal slash, and he directly avoided this move.
Accompanied by a low scream, Xu Shi's arm, which had been pierced by an arrow from the First Emperor, was severely chopped off, dripping with blood, and his arm was swept into the sea by the waves. Xu Shi's pupils shrank. This was his most accustomed use in alchemy, and it was only in Sakurajima.
I used it when I teamed up with the Iron Eagle warriors to kill Yuanchu Divinity. I only saw one person...
Xu Shi murmured to himself: "Why? How did you know..."
"Why?"
Wei Yuan raised his hand and shook it, the blood stains on the sword were scattered, and replied with a calm voice:
"Who said that someone is a descendant?"
PS: Today’s second update... 2,900 words, sleep and sleep.