The Great Sage of White Bone Chapter 379 The tenth prophetic mural! Blank! Beginningless! (11,000 words long chapter, please subscribe and vote monthly)
Chapter 379 The tenth prophetic mural! Blank! Beginningless! (11,000 words long chapter, please subscribe and vote monthly)
"Edict!"
The majestic Taoist voice carries an incomprehensible Taoist rhyme and sounds like thunder. Jin'an's eyes are firm, his mind is clear of distractions, his eyes are pure, and he speaks out with a moving innocent heart.
They say that sincerity leads to spirituality.
Since Xiajian calls him master and Xiajian has been wronged outside, he, the master, must fight back with his own hands!
There is a grand belief stirring in his heart, and he has the courage to move forward. It doesn't matter if the mountains have gods, or the rivers have rivers.
Today no one can block His way, His way.
Tao Yun Tide!
break out!
Qi gazing!
Yin De! Two Hundred Thousand One Thousand Two Hundred Thirty!
One edict will reduce one hundred thousand virtues!
Jin An suppressed the shock in his heart and shouted like thunder again: "Come again! Imperial seal!"
boom!
It was as if even the sky was shaken.
This time the Dao Yun tide is even more majestic, grand and astonishing than the last time.
Qi gazing!
Yin De! One thousand two hundred and thirty!
This time, a total of 200,000 yin virtues were missing. More than 300,000 yin virtues were conferred twice, leaving only 1,230 yin virtues left.
The statue of the Patriarch of the Five Zang Taoist Temple is still the same plain statue. It has not undergone any changes, and there is no scene where the stone is turned into a living person.
The statue of the Patriarch is plain, with no wind or clouds, and no strange phenomena of heaven and earth occur.
When Jin An met the eyes of the statue of the Patriarch, he seemed to see a pure Taoist in the fairy wind. The Taoist looked at the world with a happy smile, raised his palm and patted his forehead three times.
moment.
It seems that the green dragon of Yimu, the white tiger of Gengjin, the redbird of Binghuo, the Xuanwu of Kuishui, and the snake of Wututan transformed into five Qi and penetrated into Jin'an's body.
The Immortal Temple of the Five Internal Organs has been reinforced.
The Zang Qi that stays in the Immortal Temple is refined.
The five elements of viscera cultivated in his body have reached an unprecedented level of strength, purity, and balance, and all the wrong paths have been corrected, and they continue to circulate.
An epiphany.
Jin'an's realm has been broken through one after another.
The late stage of the first level of the "Secret Tradition of the Five Internal Organs"!
Perfect later!
Bo!
Easily break through the shackles without any obstacles, and break through all the way to the second level of cultivation. The first level is Qi training, and the second level is Taoist soul.
Five Yuan Qi seeds were born in the Immortal Temple of the Five Zang Organs, and these will become the five Tao Seed Golden Pills in the future.
The practice of Five Zang Taoism is difficult. During the same period of practice, the elixir and energy are five times that of ordinary people. Because the practice is difficult and half the result is twice the result, many people find it difficult to make progress and give up on practicing other mental methods midway.
But the five times difficulty in the same period also created a mana that was five times more pure than other people in the same realm.
It's a long story, but it's actually just a man in a trance. Jin An's eyes are firm and clear, and he has regained his clarity. At this time, there is no Taoist in front of him. There is still only the statue of the ancestor who has no vision.
Jin'an once again gave himself a qi-watching technique, and the Yin De was one thousand two hundred and thirty.
Looking inside the Immortal Temple of the Five Zang Organs, you can see that in the Zang Qi where the five Tao Heart seeds are planted, the Qi is moving at a majestic speed, is fast, is more efficient, and has more capacity.
The epiphany I just had was not an illusion.
But the Patriarch really showed up.
"Thank you so much for the spiritual appearance of the Patriarch! From now on, my disciples will definitely carry forward our Five Zang Taoist temples and spread them all over the world, spreading their branches and leaves!"
Jin An saluted happily.
"Well, the last time I took advantage of my ancestor's incense ashes, I just wanted to slay demons and eliminate demons, help the world to uphold the righteous path, and promote the Taoism of my five internal organs. It's no wonder that my ancestor has a spirit in heaven..."
Jin An still maintained his posture of clasping his fists and bowing, and did not straighten up immediately.
Seeing that the Patriarch on the high platform had not moved, he secretly raised his eyes and glanced at the Patriarch. Well, the Patriarch still smiled like a spring breeze, treated his disciples as warmly as spring, and had no unusual expressions.
Seeing this, he let out a breath.
Fortunately, the ancestor who is alive in heaven does not seem to blame him. It seems that our ancestor is very generous and cares about his disciples and grandchildren.
"This disciple wants to borrow the statue of the Grandmaster today to resolve the catastrophe in the Five Zang Taoist Temple. He wants to kill people! But he also wants to save people! I hope that the Grandmaster can do it!"
Jin An hurriedly recounted what had happened. He did not dare to let the time expire in front of his ancestor. This is because the master has a reputation and can be successful.
Please God do the same.
Justified.
Then the name is legitimate.
All the reasons make sense.
The principle here can also be understood as "Tao".
If the name is not correct, the words will not be smooth, and if the words are not smooth, things will be unfavorable. This is called the teacher's namelessness.
Just then, boom!
There was a sudden shock at the end of the sky, and there was a frightening aura emanating from the distant sky, as if there were gods and demons fighting between heaven and earth, causing strange phenomena in the world.
The storm outside became even crazier.
The water in the Yinyi River that had just subsided was raging again, setting off huge waves of tens of feet, hitting the mountain walls on both sides of the river and making the mountains tremble.
After the Buddha statue knocked down the mountain and collapsed the mudslide dam blocking the river, a more turbulent Zhuolong flood was brewing. When the mudslide was washed away by the flood, the open and flat city would have no natural danger to defend, and tens of thousands of people in the city
They will all be swept away by the flood.
Boom! Boom!
In the white mist at the end of the sky, there were strange ripples vibrating violently. The sound was louder than the sound, like the violent impact of the bells of heaven and earth, deafening and deafening.
At this moment, the sky was pouring with rain, and the floods in the river were rising wantonly.
The rain that had been stopped by Xiao Hanbao started to fall again, and the rainstorm became heavier and heavier. Lightning flashed and thundered in the thick dark clouds, and the heaven and earth were in a state of silence.
The flood that was temporarily blocked by the mudslide dyke rose rapidly and gradually overflowed the mudslide dyke. The high wall outside the city was surrounded by the rising tide. If Master Huizhen's Faxiang Yuwu had not blocked the dock gate again, the rising river water would have poured into the city.
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But even if the floods are blocked, the floods in Fucheng are still rising slowly.
The water was already above the knees at this time.
It is said that the devil is as high as the Dao, and evil cannot defeat the good. But today, the good path is weak. Master Huizhen, Mr. Yi, Xiao Hanba, and those seniors who are silently moving forward and cannot be named, are willing to face the disaster.
People who rushed into the world behind the white mist with the momentum of no return were still unable to stop the huge black shadow behind the white mist.
The city was filled with mourning, and there were drowned floating corpses everywhere, including the corpses of women and children, as well as the corpses of parents and relatives. On this day, too many people died. People everywhere were desperately crying out the names of their loved ones, looking for their lost wives.
Son.
If this is the power of the mountain god.
The mountain god appears!
Destroy the city!
At the least, it means massacring tens of thousands of people in the city!
When a flood passes through, hundreds of thousands of people in the whole government suffer!
Farmland is flooded, there is no harvest, and no one buries the corpses of people and animals. By that time, countless people will starve to death on the roadside, families will be destroyed, and wives and children will be separated. Even those who survive will eventually be left alone before facing the coming epidemic.
A dead end.
By that time, the entire Wuzhou Prefecture will be the worst hell on earth, a forbidden area for the living. This will be a living sacrifice for hundreds of thousands of people in the entire prefecture.
"The Book of Mountains and Seas" records that ghosts and monsters attached to mountains claimed to be mountain gods, built temples, controlled people's hearts, and offered food and human sacrifices. Some saw severe droughts, some saw floods, and some saw the mountains and forests burning like a furnace.
Taoist temple of the five internal organs.
Listening to the wailing of the people in the city outside, Jin An hurriedly told the general story and then began to ask the ancestor to come out.
Since he could not control the Dharma and objects like Master Huizhen, he would carry the Patriarch himself out of the mountain.
Boom!
Jin An's knees were slightly bent, and the stone slab under his feet cracked, creating a dent when he stepped on it.
The statue is unexpectedly heavy.
With his current strength of four to five thousand at one arm, it was difficult to carry it on his back, and his temples were filled with blood.
Shinto is heavy.
People's hearts are heavy.
The years are heavy.
Shinto has carried the hearts of thousands of years, how can it not be heavy?
There is a god in Mount Tai, named Mount Taifu Lord, who burns incense day and night. He has tens of millions of believers accumulated over thousands of years, so he is as heavy as Mount Tai.
The statue of the founder of the Five Zang Taoist Temple carries 300,000 yin virtues! So the Shinto is heavy, as it should be!
He Jin An gritted his teeth.
I can still bear the burden of my ancestor.
Jin An struggled to carry the statue of the Patriarch on his back, and walked out step by step, sweating profusely. Boom, boom, every step was filled with powerful teachings, which made his ears buzz.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Every step is so difficult. The stone tiles on the floor are broken like spider webs. Each step is a big road. If you don't accumulate steps, you can't reach a thousand miles. If you don't accumulate small streams, you can't become a river.
The statue of the Patriarch on his back is his stone to attack the mountain today. He, Jin An, will carry the statue of the Patriarch on his back to attack the mountain.
Jin An struggled to walk out of Sanqing Hall and Wu Zang Taoist Temple. All his strength was used to carry the heavy Shinto statue on his back. His ears were ringing and he couldn't hear the outside sounds. He couldn't even take a distracted look at the coffin store opposite the Taoist temple.
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Outside the Taoist temple was a flooded world, and along the way he saw many tragic scenes in the world, but his ears were ringing, and he could not hear any sounds from the outside world. It was like the world was silent, and only he was left alone with the stone on his back.
The neighbors outside Wu Zang Taoist Temple had already been taken out of the city by Uncle Lin and ran up the mountain. At this time, the streets were deserted and deserted, with only a large number of doors, windows, furniture and other debris floating on the turbid yellow water.
When Jin'an struggled to walk out of this street, he gradually began to see many people fleeing or crying in the flood looking for their lost relatives.
The sight of him sweating profusely while struggling to carry a statue of a god attracted the attention of the people along the way, but at this time everyone was busy running for their lives. They only glanced at Jin'an in surprise and continued busy saving themselves.
At this time, the streets were flooded, and these fleeing people could not see the situation under the turbid water, otherwise they would have been shocked by the cracked and collapsed footprints on the streets.
He was still struggling to carry the statue out of the city.
Walking towards the pier with heavy steps.
Along the way, he watched houses collapse, people were displaced, and families were destroyed. With an ugly expression on his face, he continued to grit his teeth and carry the statue of the Patriarch as he walked towards the Yinyi River outside the city.
Although Jin'an's ears were ringing and he couldn't hear outside sounds, he could still see the surrounding environment with his eyes. He saw people trapped in the houses that were washed away by the flood. He couldn't bear it and used one hand to save them.
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I saw some bandits taking advantage of the disaster, bullying the fleeing people, crushing their spines one by one, and killed those bandits on the spot.
Doing this made him sweat profusely on his forehead and his face turned red from holding back.
howl!
The giant black shadow behind the world of white mist seemed to have noticed something, and let out a cold roar, deafening, even covering the sound of lightning shrouded in the dark clouds above the city.
Boom!
The white mist is spinning rapidly, as if a huge earthquake is happening in the small world behind the white mist. A powerful person collides with it. A huge corpse dragon head with a human face emerges from the white mist and stares at the world.
It was a human dragon entwined by countless stone figurines, exuding an evil and creepy disgust. Each snake scale was a cold stone human face, and there were thousands of them. The stone human faces had no expression, only cold numbness.
, only the dead eyes in their sockets can move.
The head of a human-faced corpse dragon alone is as tall as a hill by the river. The head of the human-faced corpse dragon as big as a hill stretches longer and longer. It seems to be looking for something. It is composed of thousands of stone figurines.
The eyes of dead people are also turning and blinking rapidly, looking for something. Even the dark eyes seem to reflect countless twisted and painful shadows of resentful souls, which can absorb three souls and seven souls.
However, behind the white mist, there are still several thick and long black shadows that are as huge as the human-faced corpse dragon in front of us. They are calling for wind and rain in the clouds, roaring angrily. Wherever they pass, the dark wind howls like a hurricane, the black clouds spread, lightning flashes and thunder,
The rainstorm is crazy.
This scene seems like there really is a dragon king who can bring wind and rain to the world.
But these human-faced corpse dragons are not their true bodies. They are all attached to a more shocking and huge black shadow body. The body is majestic and taller than the mountains, and the legs are wider than the rivers. They stand in the sky, hundreds of feet high!
Several corpse dragons with human faces are wrapped around the waist of the giant black shadow, like the arms of the devil in the ghost wind, capturing the heaven and earth with overwhelming power!
he!
Or Him!
Just a blurry black shadow can shock people's hearts, shake the heaven and earth, and shake the sky. It is indescribable.
Because all those who look directly find that they are staring into an abyss. In that abyss there is no light and no sound, no sky and no earth, no distinction between up and down, only endless darkness and fall, and they are fascinated and lost in mind.
"Dragon King!"
"Oh my god, it's the Dragon King!"
"There really is a Dragon King coming ashore in this world! The Dragon King is angry. I kneel down and beg the Dragon King to calm down. Please spare our lives and stop flooding!"
"Please calm down the Dragon King!"
"Please calm down the Dragon King!"
The people who had not yet escaped from Fucheng, the men, women, and children trapped in the city by the flood, saw the corpse dragon with a human face sticking out from behind the white mist. Because of the distance and the white mist on the river, they all mistakenly thought it was the cause of the disaster.
The human-faced corpse dragon composed of thousands of corpses was thought to be the appearance of the mythical dragon. A large number of people knelt down and knelt down before the human-faced corpse dragon in fear and begging for forgiveness.
If they were allowed to see the true face of the human-faced corpse dragon, and let them know that these "dragons" are not their real bodies, and that behind the white mist on the river there is a bigger black shadow that can shake the sky, I am afraid that many people would be frightened today.
Courage.
"The Dragon King does not care about human life and is against the laws of nature. Why should we kneel down to this Dragon King? Today a Dragon King came ashore and Buddha appeared in Bailong Temple!"
Many people did not want to kneel to the Dragon King, but their heads were immediately forced down by the old man at home. The old man kowtowed to the Dragon King on the river, and his face turned pale with fright. He repeatedly said that his descendants were ignorant, begged the Dragon King for forgiveness, and was willing to worship the Dragon King at home in the future.
On the Dragon King's tablet, burn incense, pray and place sacrifices every day.
The people in the city were in chaos, and the ignorant people took the human-faced corpse dragon as the Dragon King and went ashore to worship. But in the white mist, there were Buddhas, Taoists, and folk experts who took the initiative to rob people for them and used their own efforts.
Bearing this heavy calamity for tens of thousands of people in Fucheng and hundreds of thousands of people in Wuzhou Prefecture.
At this moment, a white coffin floated upstream on the Yinyi River. Although it was daytime and the Yin soldiers could not use the way, the white coffin rode on the rolling turbid waves, like catching a dragon and holding a dragon, suppressing the dragon king who was turning the river upside down.
The waves subsided, and finally rushed into the world of white mist like a white lightning.
howl!
The human-faced corpse dragon with a head as big as a small mountain blinked its cold eyes. It no longer stared in the direction of the city, and chased away the white coffin with the rolling wind.
In the white mist,
Light and shadow are distorted.
Hitting the sky and the earth.
Killed to pieces.
The rivers roll.
Weeping blood in the sky.
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Not long after the white coffin rushed into the small world behind the white mist like lightning, Jin An, struggling to carry the statue on his back, climbed onto the tower.
Seeing the flood outside the city and the large number of dead people floating on the water, Jin An did not hesitate and fell directly into the raging flood this time.
Bang!
The imperial water talisman parted the waves, and Jin An slammed his feet on the ground, then continued to walk forward with gritted teeth.
Walking through the city gate, walking past the completely flooded pier, and sinking step by step to the bottom of the river along the steps of the pier, under the turbid river invisible to the world, there is a man carrying a statue of the god upstream.
Because he had a Zhang Chi Water Talisman attached to his body, the flood above his head did not wash him away, and he continued to move forward step by step.
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The closer we get to the white mist on the river, the louder the cry of the little drought demon becomes, like the roar of the raging Sanskrit sound of King Kong, which is also mixed with the roars of other people, but in the end these people's voices are swallowed up by a cold roar that steals the heart.
In the blessed land of Cave Heaven, the light of Buddha, the light of corpses, and the energy of death erupted.
Master Huizhen has the highest level of cultivation. He uses Dharma to control objects, and the statue of Buddha rushes to the front to fight with a huge demonic shadow that reaches the sky.
The statue of Buddha and a Taoist carrying an extinguishing sun on his back are the first echelon of strong men.
The sun's fire was extinguished, turning into a dull and lifeless sun stone disk, and an arc moon was embedded in the sun stone disk.
Visualize during the day.
The soul appears.
Fellow practitioners of the Sun and Moon, this is the famous Taoist concept of the primordial spirit "The Concept of Eternal Origin of Yin and Yang". The Taoist who was at the forefront with the statue of Buddha was the master Taoist from the Golden Palace of Yujing.
Once upon a time, there was an Earthly Yaksha Yuanshen who said that this Taoist was a practitioner of the sun and moon, and yin and yang participated in the same process. After understanding the moon and yin, he entered the second realm, and practiced the Yuan Shen's night tour. After understanding the fire spirit, he entered the third realm, and the sun
You Xiaoyao, the emperor of the world, became the youngest master of the third realm in Yujing Golden Palace.
Later, due to a serious injury, the Sun Soul was extinguished, leaving only the Moon and Yin Soul. His cultivation regressed to the second level, and he hid himself from the world ever since.
After the strong men in the first echelon, there were Xu Anping, Monk Qianshi, Mr. Yi, the masters in the second echelon, Zongren with Xiaohanba, the abbot of Bailong Temple, Monk Kongming, Monk Hongzhao... The masters of Bailong Temple all went down the mountain.
The third echelon consisted of other Dharma monks and Taoist priests in the city. They were very few in number. Less than three people died and everyone was seriously injured.
These people have divine light swaying on their bodies, resisting the downpour from above their heads. Those divine treasures were brought out of the Cave Paradise by Xu Anping and Monk Qianshi.
But with so many people joining forces, they can't fight against the majesty and huge shadow in the black wind. Only the Buddha statue with the Buddha's light shining at the front and the Yujing Golden Tower master with the Yin Yang Tai Chi Dao light can block the gaze of the giant shadow in the black wind.
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Others follow the Buddha's light and the Yin and Yang Dao light in order to avoid being pulled into the abyss and their souls falling.
And above the head of the giant shadow of heaven and earth, there is a group of jade light, which fixes the passage at the entrance to the small world of the Yin Tomb, preventing the entrance of the Yin Tomb of the dojo from closing.
In that ball of jade light were the remaining fragments of Luo Geng's jade plate.
At first, not only the Luo Geng jade plate on the old Taoist priest was pulled back, but also the broken jade pieces on other people's bodies were pulled back together. However, only the Luo Geng jade plate on the old Taoist priest was the most complete and had the largest number, so the suction force was greater.
Even the old Taoist priest pulled him back together, but everyone else was fine.
In the black wind, the Buddha's light burst out, and the yin and yang Dao light broke out. Others followed the Taoist Buddha and sealed the demons together, but the black shadow was too huge. Human power was like a mayfly shaking the sky in front of the hundreds of feet of black shadow in the black wind.
Finally, a group of masters sat down cross-legged at the ruins on the shore. Sakyamuni Buddha chanted Dharma sutras, Taoist disciples chanted divine mantras, Qiankun borrowed Dharma, and gathered everyone's cultivation on the statue of Buddha. The masters of Jade Capital Golden Tower temporarily
Improve their cultivation, give way, and let the two masters fight against the huge black shadow.
But these are not enough.
It's far from enough.
They still couldn't stop the general trend, and more and more black winds were getting closer and closer to the entrance of the passage.
In the sky, there is a white coffin to stop the black wind. When the white coffin is opened at a corner, a fragrant and refreshing fragrance comes out to fight against the corpse-smelling black wind.
Then, the air trembled, and there were patterns in the air like ripples, as if some taboo or ban was being torn open, and a flawless woman's slender hand stretched out from the white coffin.
The ferocious corpse of the woman in the white coffin seems to be even more powerful than when she was in Chang County. After her old man-eating body was beheaded and she is no longer a living stake in the Four Symbols Bureau of Duan Tian Jue Di, her cultivation progress seems to be faster or faster.
The speed of recovery of strength is even faster than that of Jin An. Just one fairy catkin can make people feel nervous and have strange phenomena.
A woman sighed softly.
It seems deserted and clear.
It seems miserable and miserable.
It seems difficult to breathe.
It seems that the lotus has faded, the fragrance has disappeared, and it is as cold and smooth as jade.
It seems that I am sighing that the wind has stopped in the dust, and the fragrance of the flowers has disappeared, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are different and people have nothing to do. I want to shed tears first. I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, and I plan to go out in a small boat, but I am afraid that the Shuangxi canoe will not be carried.
Not moving makes me sad.
The "niè" in all the words finally turned into a woman's sigh. In the black wind that covered the sky with the smell of corpses, strands of yin and resentful souls were extracted from the stone figurines that formed the human-faced corpse dragon, and thousands of them
Tens of thousands of yin-qi resentful souls were painfully stripped out of the stone figurines. This scene was like a scene where the yin-qi and resentful souls were pulled into the white coffin.
suddenly.
He kept looking straight ahead and moving forward without ever looking down at the ants at his feet. He was about to break out of the cage and leave the dojo's graveyard. The huge black shadow paused for the first time. He slowly raised his head and stared at the white coffin above his head.
There seemed to be an abyss in the black wind, exuding a terrifying and terrifying aura to the outside world. The aura was cold, ruthless, and unparalleled in the distance, so huge that it made people's hair stand on end.
howl!
Two human-faced corpse dragons Bang! Bang! Biting the two ends of the white coffin, they were swallowed into the belly by the huge black shadow. Then they continued to move forward. Their bodies were as heavy as huge mountains. The ground shook and the mountains shook as they continued to move forward. He never lowered his head.
Take a look at the ants under your feet.
Everyone in the ruins originally saw the white coffin take action and successfully remove the ghosts and resentments from the stone figurines. They thought that this time there was finally a glimmer of hope for the demon seal. Not long after the joy appeared on their faces, their hands and feet became cold.
Until the white coffin was swallowed up by a huge black shadow.
This scene made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
This time is the closest they have come to success.
But even their only hope has been swallowed up, so what else can they do to seal the demon?
"Amitabha."
"All benefactors, please go away. Don't waste your lives in this tomb. Go to the outside world and join forces with more masters in the world to deal with the upcoming catastrophe."
"Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Let me, in my dying years, fight for everyone's chance of leaving the grave."
Master Huizhen in the statue of Buddha whispered the Buddha's name. There was no sadness, no despair, only life and death as plain as the wind.
The Buddha statue folds his hands and sits cross-legged in the sky.
I plan to burn the lamp of life, sacrifice myself, and block the black wind.
But at that moment, a sound like the harmony of heaven and earth sounded rhythmically in the small world behind the white mist, getting louder and louder, as if it was approaching from the outside world.
In the heavy rain from heaven and earth, under the Yinshui River, there is a ball of golden light coming from the outside world. The golden light seems to be the divine light overflowing from the divine treasure.
With a divinity that makes people look up to him with piety.
"What is that?"
"Is anyone else coming to save us?"
"Why is he walking underwater? Did you see clearly which master came down from the water?"
The people on the shore, who were originally ashen-faced, were all surprised and looked at the water where the divine light was shining. They tried their best to see who the person was, but the water was turbid and the waves were rough, and they could only see a human figure, and they could not fully see it.
See clearly what that person looks like.
It seemed that the other party was having a hard time walking underwater, and the divine treasures on his body were dissipating one by one.
Everyone was speechless. How many divine treasures did the other party have on his body? The divine light did not diminish even after such intense consumption.
Only Xiao Hanba saw the identity of the man under the river. This little Hanba, who had grown up into a three or four-year-old child, subconsciously touched his broken arm, hugged his legs and hid behind Zong Ren, not daring to breathe.
One bite.
It was the psychological shadow of having had an arm broken.
It cannot be erased in a lifetime.
After a brief silence, everyone on the shore saw each other heading straight for the majestic and huge black clouds ahead, not afraid of the corrosion of the Yinshui River, not afraid of the corpse poison in the corpse wind, they seemed to be carrying a heavy burden, and every step they took was filled with pain.
Make waves underwater.
It's like he didn't come alone.
Instead, he came carrying a huge mountain on his back.
This man was so different that even the human-faced corpse dragon in the black wind noticed the strange movement under the water.
howl!
A roar that made the world tremble. It was creepy, shrill, huge, gloomy, and angry. The world was shrouded in a terrifying giant shadow, getting lower and lower, covering the sky and the sun, suppressing the sky. The one standing in the black wind
Like the dark shadow of the demon god, it lowers its head and roars towards the Yinshui River at its feet.
It seemed that even him felt strange at this moment.
His true form took action himself.
This is the second time His true form has taken the initiative.
The first time was the white coffin.
The second time was to people underwater.
Several giant human-faced corpse dragons coiled around His waist gave up on other paths, Buddha masters, and all fell down like mountain peaks, biting at the living people underwater.
The heart and liver of a living person, the tenderest piece of heart and soul, as well as the vivid soul that has not been contaminated by resentment, are the favorites of the dead.
The giant shadow in the black wind was also struck with a palm. It was powerful and mighty. Before the palm even touched the ground, ripples were already shaking in the void, and the earth had been pressed to create black cracks. It seemed that the blue sky was mourning, and the underworld was falling.
It was trembling and the scene was terrifying.
This palm covered the sky and the sun, like black clouds, and was extremely terrifying. It was as if we had arrived in the ancient times. When the giant hand of heaven and earth smashed down, an ancient mountain came down. Through the void, a huge mountain that was more than a few hundred feet was pressed out on the vast land.
The palm prints are deep pits.
As the giant hand continued to press down rapidly, the giant handprint pit on the ground continued to deepen.
This moment.
Air explosion.
The mountains collapsed.
The ruins were shattered.
Like the incomparable power of heaven and earth, it came with a mighty force, and with just one palm, it covered everyone on the shore, causing serious injuries and vomiting blood, confusion, and unconsciousness with unknown life and death.
Except for the Buddha statue with Dharma and control objects, the Taoist Taoist from Yujing Jinque who carried the birthday, moon, yin and yang Tai Chi, and the little Hanba who cried so hard that his whole body turned red, the other masters could not resist for a breath.
It was only at this moment, when He bent down and clapped his hands, the huge black shadow leaned down low in the sky, and half of his body leaned out of the black wind, that the few remaining people finally saw clearly what the huge black shadow was.
That thing had a hideous face and green flesh. It was clearly the green-faced fanged monster on the ceiling mural of Xuan Palace. However, the green-faced man-eating monster was much larger than the mural of Xuan Palace. This was not the resurrection of the underground palace, because the underground palace was touched by the stone god.
The tree pressed down on it, it was the lingering and lingering breath of disaster that escaped, and it was a huge thing gathered by more dead people.
Jin An raised his head without fear.
He looked through the water at the giant hand holding up the sky like a dark cloud cover. This time, he looked directly at the giant shadow above his head, and his soul was not distracted by one glance again.
The pit of the giant palm quickly deepened, and the majestic pressure of heaven and earth on Jin An became more and more heavy, forcing him to kneel down and kowtow.
Rumble.
Jin An, standing in the center of the storm cloud, gritted his teeth with all his strength and held on to the pressure on his head.
"Disciple, master is here to avenge you!"
"Please ask the Patriarch to show his spirit!"
Jin'an looked up to the sky and screamed, surging in the sky. Just when he was about to hit the water with his raised hands and the human-faced corpse dragon, the statue of the ancestor he had been carrying on his back hit the bottom of the river bed with a loud bang.
Shinto is heavy.
People's hearts are heavy.
The years are heavy.
When Jin An put down the statue of the Patriarch of the Five Zang Taoist Temple, the statue seemed to become even heavier. It hit the river bed and stirred up turbid yellow mud. In an instant, a bright five-color divine light burst out, shaking the water surface, breaking through the clouds, and breaking up the rain curtain.
.
This moment.
The floods in the Yinyi River receded quickly and the water level returned to normal.
It pours back into the cities along the river, and the river water in the villages and towns begins to ebb as the water level drops.
The thunderclouds suppressing the sky over Fucheng also began to dissipate.
The rainstorm stopped.
The sky and the earth are bright, and we can see the sun again.
The present, past, and future seemed to be flowing backwards at this moment, and the white mist covering the Yinyi River began to fade and become lighter.
Too many things happened in Wuzhou Prefecture on this day.
The people in the city cheered loudly, the floods receded! The floods receded!
At the same time, a bright golden glow erupted from Chang County's Merit Tower, which lasted for a long time. Even Zhenguo Temple and Yujing Golden Tower could not save it. They could only use the trapped souls of a city that had been sealed off, and held a flowing banquet for three days, and received the blessings day and night.
The golden body of merit is nourished, and the despair, pain and resentment in the body are diminishing.
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Although he is protected by the five-color divine light of the Patriarch, in that great power of heaven and earth that is far beyond what the power of the third realm can exert, Jin'an, who is only in the second realm, is like a small boat in the storm of the ocean.
In the midst of a massive fight, he was knocked unconscious by the collision of heaven and earth.
That great power in heaven and earth was no longer the work of human beings.
When Jin An woke up, he found that he was already lying in the wing of Wu Zang Taoist Temple. At this time, the sun was shining brightly outside and the wind was calm. The heavy rain, dark clouds, and lightning had all disappeared. The Wu Zang Taoist Temple was very lively, and many people seemed to be busy.
Busy.
"Could it be that the old Taoist priest and the sharp sword are back?" Jin An's face was filled with joy, and he hurriedly opened the door of the wing regardless of the soreness and numbness of his body, which was not yet fully healed.
However, there was no old Taoist priest or sharp sword seen outside the door. It was the neighbors who lived on the same street who were helping to clean the five internal organs Taoist temple.
Although the flood has receded, the sediment and debris left by the flood have accumulated thickly in the Taoist temple. Not only the Five Zang Taoist Temple, but also people from all over the city, government officials, and soldiers from the garrison took to the streets carrying dustpans and shovels.
Clean up the sediment.
Everywhere is full of waste and busy scenes.
"Taoist Priest Jin'an!"
"Taoist Jin'an, you finally woke up! Boss Lin, Boss Lin, Taoist Jin'an woke up, Taoist Jin'an woke up!"
The neighbors looked at Jin An walking out of the wing in surprise. It seemed that Jin An had slept for more than a day or two, and someone ran out of the Taoist temple to find the owner of the coffin shop across the street.
"Everyone...this is?"
Jin An looked at the neighbors who were enthusiastically cleaning the Taoist temple's garbage in astonishment. His eyes passed over the familiar uncles and aunts, and he was a little unable to react for a while.
Soon Jin An learned what was going on. It turned out that everyone ran to high mountains to avoid the flood in time to thank Jin An for reminding them to leave the city in advance. So when the flood receded, the neighbors spontaneously came over to help.
Clean the five internal organs Taoist temple.
And Jin An finally learned that he had been in a coma for five days before waking up this time.
At this time, Uncle Lin, who had already received the news, hurried to Wu Zang Taoist Temple. After seeing that Jin An was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Jin An had been in a coma for five days, his complexion was rosy, and he seemed to be fine at first glance. On the contrary, Uncle Lin's face had worse blood and blood, his complexion became more sickly and sallow, and his Yintang was faintly black, which was a sign of illness.
"Uncle Lin, why did I appear in Wu Zang Taoist Temple after I was in a coma? Did the old Taoist priest and Jiajian send me back?"
"By the way, why haven't I seen the old Taoist priest and the sharp sword?"
Facing several questions from Jin An, Uncle Lin, who was exhausted, asked Jin An to sit down on a stone bench in the backyard before telling what happened after the flood receded.
It turned out that on the third day after the flood receded, the government began to arrange for people to return to the city one after another, and everything was ready to restore the previous order in the city.
After Uncle Lin and his neighbors returned to the city, they found that Jin An was already lying on the bed in the Taoist temple's wing, but the person was not brought by the old Taoist priest and Xiejian. Since they were separated in Dongtian Paradise, the old Taoist priest and Xiejian had not come back.
Pass.
Uncle Lin didn't know who brought the unconscious Jin An back to the Taoist temple. Later, Uncle Lin found a doctor to check Jin An's body. The doctor said that Jin An was as strong as a tiger and there was nothing serious. He was just tired and unconscious and would recover after a few days' rest.
good.
At sunset.
After sending away Uncle Lin and his neighbors, the noisy and lively Wu Zang Taoist Temple in the past left only Jin An alone and lonely.
He jumped up to the roof of the wing, looked at the city, and remained silent for a long time.
The dim sky stretched his back longer and longer.
That night, Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan visited the Wu Zang Taoist Temple again. Zhong Laosan was born from a lotus flower with three souls and seven souls that were scattered. He could not show up during the day, and during the day, the Wu Zang Taoist Temple was filled with neighbors.
Mr. Yi couldn't disturb Jin An at that time, so the two of them chose to visit Jin An who had woken up at night.
But Jin An learned from the two of them that the person who rescued him from the Yinshui River was not the senior with the vicious corpse in the white coffin, and even she didn't know who rescued him.
"Madam was originally in seclusion to cultivate her body and return to the sun, to avoid the inspection of the catastrophe. This time she forcibly terminated the seclusion and appeared in the world of the world, which hurt her roots. Especially in the end, she was severely injured, and the injuries were even greater. She had to go into seclusion to recuperate.
For a long time, if my wife knows that Mr. Jin An has woken up, my wife will definitely be very happy." Mr. Yi said happily.
Their wife is very interested in Mr. Jin An.
That's real emotion.
These servants who were running errands had sent Kunwu knives to their master and love letters to Mr. Jin An, and they had seen every word and deed of their master in daily life.
And Jin An also learned from the two people what happened in the tomb of the dojo.
The spirit of that mountain is still alive.
Instead, it was re-sealed by the Patriarch of the Five Zang Taoist Temple.
The statue of the Patriarch was left in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land and suppressed forever at the bottom of the Yinshui River, becoming a sea-fixing stone.
Jin was not surprised to hear that the mountain god's qi was still alive. He had already known through the qi-gazing technique that his evil virtue was still at one thousand three hundred and twenty.
If the calamitous aura behind the mountain god's death was really so easy to suppress, that senior Corpse Executioner with powerful Taoism would have taken action to destroy this great scourge in the world, instead of sealing it and suppressing it.
Today is the first collision between Jin'an and the mountain god. Although it is just a breath of disaster that lingers after death, it is enough to massacre tens of thousands of people in the city.
If the true form of the mountain god is still alive...
That kind of power is simply unimaginable...
No wonder there are no records about mountain gods in so many ancient books and history, because mountain gods bring only despair to the underworld.
This was Jin'an's first encounter with the mountain god, and the first time he had a deep memory of the power of the mountain god.
"Mr. Yi, you know the art of yin and yang divination, can you help me find two people?"
"The two people Mr. Jin An is looking for are the other two missing from Wu Zang Taoist Temple?" Mr. Yi could see Jin An's thoughts at a glance.
Then he shook his head solemnly and said: "What Mr. Jin An is asking for, I am not capable enough to relieve Mr. Jin An's worries, but our wife has expected that Mr. Jin An will be eager to look for Daochang Chen and Mr. Xiejian after he wakes up, so
Before I go into seclusion, let me tell you that Daochang Chen and Mr. Xiajian are not in Kangding Kingdom now."
"Not in Kangding?" Jin An was startled at first, then fell silent.
Mr. Yi shook his head and said that even his wife couldn't tell where exactly it was. It seemed that the two of them had another opportunity.
After Jin An was silent, he took out a few items from his body and placed them on the stone table in the backyard: "Mr. Yi, can you repair the fragments of Luo Geng's jade plate?"
When he took advantage of the Patriarch's attack, he used the treasure money to knock down the jade light above the mountain god's head, and finally used the imperial water talisman to absorb the remaining fragments of Luo Geng's jade plate.
There are still about twenty of these broken jade pieces.
Only a small part can be pieced together.
When they saw Jin An taking out so many broken jade pieces at once, and when they learned that these broken jade pieces were snatched from the mountain god Xiangqi by Jin An's tiger's mouth, both Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan had to sigh,
The timid will starve to death and the bold will starve to death. No wonder their wife looks at Mr. Jin An with admiration.
Just because Mr. Jin'an dared to steal the treasure under the nose of the mountain god, it was not something ordinary people could do.
This is a madman.
But when I thought about it carefully, I felt that it was natural. If he hadn't been such a madman, how could he have done such an earth-shattering thing, and actually directly brought the statue of the ancestor to confront the mountain god head-on.
Although it was just a breath of disaster stuck in the throat after the death of Kouyama God.
However, both of them were smart people and did not inquire about things they should not inquire about, nor did they inquire about the appearance of the Master of the Five Zang Taoist Temple.
However, the subsequent repair of the Luo Geng Jade Plate was not smooth, because there were too few jade pieces, and the compass was a precision object of Bagua Yishu.
Mr. Yi couldn't find a clue to repair the compass.
"I have seen the complete Luogeng jade plate. With reference to these jade fragments, I can probably draw about 30 to 40% of it. With these jade fragments, Mr. Yi should be able to help me repair it." Jin An took advantage of the situation now.
My memory was not yet blurry, so I just found pen and paper and started sketching.
Thanks to his spiritual practice, his vision has become clearer, his memory has greatly improved, and he can still remember so many details of the Luo Geng Jade Plate.
After touching a stick of incense, Jin An put down the pen and handed over the paper: "Mr. Yi, take a look, with this sketch, how confident are you that it can be repaired?"
Mr. Yi took the paper with a look of surprise in his eyes, and after thinking for a moment he said: "If the difference between the drawings given by Jin An is not big, we can probably repair it with a precision of about 30% or 40%."
"Master Jin'an, give me ten days."
Ten days?…
Jin An nodded: "Okay."
After Mr. Yi solemnly put away the drawings, he curiously asked Jin An: "What are Mr. Jin An's plans next?"
Jin An was silent for a while, his voice full of exhaustion and loneliness: "Xie Jian once mentioned to me that there is the Kingdom of the Immortal God in his memory. I plan to go to the Western Regions to find the legendary Kingdom of the Immortal God that has disappeared for a long time."
"By the way, I took Luo Geng's jade plate with me to find the whereabouts of the old Taoist priest."
"I firmly believe that he who cut the sword is still alive, and so is the Water Goddess."
After hearing Jin An's words, both of them were moved. Jin An's feelings for the old Taoist priest and sword-cutting were very deep, which may have exceeded ordinary people's imagination.
The three of them kept talking for the rest of the night, and then they said goodbye.
Jin An took the initiative to get up and escort the two of them to the door.
Just before Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan left the Taoist temple, Jin An mentioned something: "If you see Zong Ren, please tell me that the Water Goddess is not dead. She is sharpening a sword with my disciple."