The calamity thunder was like a spider's thread, entangled with Feng Qingqing.
Thunder and lightning swirled around, and in the gap, her expression became clearer and clearer.
Feng Qingqing raised his sword and brought it down, accurately dispelling every tribulation thunder.
Not only was there no trace of panic on his face, there was even a slight smile.
Nowadays, the barrier of the spirit world has been fully repaired, Tianyan Sword Sect exists in name only, Lin Yige has come back to life, chatting and laughing, Chi Wulan, Yu Wei has broken through Mahayana one after another, and Yu Ying and Tu Baicao have run Wuweizhai and Jiuzhou Newspaper Office in a prosperous manner.
, there are successors to the Guiyi faction.
Ascend now, no worries anymore, nothing could be more perfect.
With the thought coming through, Feng Qingqing's body glowed with a faint golden light, and the sword in his hand swung slower and slower.
The calamity thunder finally fell on Feng Qingqing, but it was like a mud cow falling into water, being completely dissolved and assimilated by the golden light.
At the same time, golden light surged toward Feng Qingqing from all directions, intertwining with the calamity thunder.
Lin Yige stared at the purple and white mass with a wisp of gold, but he heard a Buddha's call coming from behind, and he was amazed.
"Feng Zhenren, a great virtue, is protected by the golden light of merit!"
Hearing this sentence, Lin Yige felt relieved.
The golden light of merit originates from the thoughts of the souls of thousands of souls in the world of mountains and seas, and can compete with the will of heaven.
With the protection of the golden light of merit, there is no doubt that Senior Sister will ascend.
Lin Yige turned around and saw a few bare foreheads, which were Buddhist cultivators from Kongjue Temple.
Due to the collapse of Yupan Mountain, Zhongshu, the Buddhist disciple of Kongjue Temple, committed suicide and gave one of the most ancient treasures, the Nine-hole Pearl, as an apology. Logically speaking, the investigation should not continue.
Zhongshu always liked to talk about himself in the past, "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately", "Who will go to hell if I don't go to hell" and so on. According to his temperament, maybe the person who really deserves to go to the Infinite Hell can still live well.
Thinking of this, Lin Yige felt that his heart was unstable.
If she cannot kill the person who deserves to be killed, she will not be able to continue on her path of killing.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, the young monk is the Buddha. I have no regrets. The young monk took the initiative to bring the person Feng Zhenren wanted."
Wuhui signaled the young novice monk beside him to escort the three poor men forward.
The man had unkempt hair and a disheveled face. He had long lost his Buddhist appearance. He was cursed by the Buddha and could not speak.
Seeing Wuhui acting like this, Lin Yige didn't say much, drew his sword and walked towards those people.
After walking a few steps, I saw that the eyes of those people were full of joy, and there was no trace of fear at all.
Lin Yige looked at Wuhui and asked, "Is this really this person? Is it just this person?"
no regrets
The calamity thunder was like a spider's thread, entangled with Feng Qingqing.
Thunder and lightning swirled around, and in the gap, her expression became clearer and clearer.
Feng Qingqing raised his sword and brought it down, accurately dispelling every tribulation thunder.
Not only was there no trace of panic on his face, there was even a slight smile.
Nowadays, the barrier of the spirit world has been fully repaired, Tianyan Sword Sect exists in name only, Lin Yige has come back to life, chatting and laughing, Chi Wulan, Yu Wei has broken through Mahayana one after another, and Yu Ying and Tu Baicao have run Wuweizhai and Jiuzhou Newspaper Office in a prosperous manner.
, there are successors to the Guiyi faction.
Ascend now, no worries anymore, nothing could be more perfect.
With the thought coming through, Feng Qingqing's body glowed with a faint golden light, and the sword in his hand swung slower and slower.
The calamity thunder finally fell on Feng Qingqing, but it was like a mud cow falling into water, being completely dissolved and assimilated by the golden light.
At the same time, golden light surged toward Feng Qingqing from all directions, intertwining with the calamity thunder.
Lin Yige stared at the purple and white mass with a wisp of gold, but he heard a Buddha's call coming from behind, and he was amazed.
"Feng Zhenren, a great virtue, is protected by the golden light of merit!"
Hearing this sentence, Lin Yige felt relieved.
The golden light of merit originates from the thoughts of the souls of thousands of souls in the world of mountains and seas, and can compete with the will of heaven.
With the protection of the golden light of merit, there is no doubt that Senior Sister will ascend.
Lin Yige turned around and saw a few bare foreheads, which were Buddhist cultivators from Kongjue Temple.
Due to the collapse of Yupan Mountain, Zhongshu, the Buddhist disciple of Kongjue Temple, committed suicide and gave one of the most ancient treasures, the Nine-hole Pearl, as an apology. Logically speaking, the investigation should not continue.
Zhongshu always liked to talk about himself in the past, "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately", "Who will go to hell if I don't go to hell" and so on. According to his temperament, maybe the person who really deserves to go to the Infinite Hell can still live well.
Thinking of this, Lin Yige felt that his heart was unstable.
If she cannot kill the person who deserves to be killed, she will not be able to continue on her path of killing.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, the young monk is the Buddha. I have no regrets. The young monk took the initiative to bring the person Feng Zhenren wanted."
Wuhui signaled the young novice monk beside him to escort the three poor men forward.
The man had unkempt hair and a disheveled face. He had long lost his Buddhist appearance. He was cursed by the Buddha and could not speak.
Seeing Wuhui acting like this, Lin Yige didn't say much, drew his sword and walked towards those people.
After walking a few steps, I saw that the eyes of those people were full of joy, and there was no trace of fear at all.
Lin Yige looked at Wuhui and asked, "Is this really this person? Is it just this person?"
no regrets
The calamity thunder was like a spider's thread, entangled with Feng Qingqing.
Thunder and lightning swirled around, and in the gap, her expression became clearer and clearer.
Feng Qingqing raised his sword and brought it down, accurately dispelling every tribulation thunder.
Not only was there no trace of panic on his face, there was even a slight smile.
Nowadays, the barrier of the spirit world has been fully repaired, Tianyan Sword Sect exists in name only, Lin Yige has come back to life, chatting and laughing, Chi Wulan, Yu Wei has broken through Mahayana one after another, and Yu Ying and Tu Baicao have run Wuweizhai and Jiuzhou Newspaper Office in a prosperous manner.
, there are successors to the Guiyi faction.
Ascend now, no worries anymore, nothing could be more perfect.
With the thought coming through, Feng Qingqing's body glowed with a faint golden light, and the sword in his hand swung slower and slower.
The calamity thunder finally fell on Feng Qingqing, but it was like a mud cow falling into water, being completely dissolved and assimilated by the golden light.
At the same time, golden light surged toward Feng Qingqing from all directions, intertwining with the calamity thunder.
Lin Yige stared at the purple and white mass with a wisp of gold, but he heard a Buddha's call coming from behind, and he was amazed.
"Feng Zhenren, a great virtue, is protected by the golden light of merit!"
Hearing this sentence, Lin Yige felt relieved.
The golden light of merit originates from the thoughts of the souls of thousands of souls in the world of mountains and seas, and can compete with the will of heaven.
With the protection of the golden light of merit, there is no doubt that Senior Sister will ascend.
Lin Yige turned around and saw a few bare foreheads, which were Buddhist cultivators from Kongjue Temple.
Due to the collapse of Yupan Mountain, Zhongshu, the Buddhist disciple of Kongjue Temple, committed suicide and gave one of the most ancient treasures, the Nine-hole Pearl, as an apology. Logically speaking, the investigation should not continue.
Zhongshu always liked to talk about himself in the past, "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately", "Who will go to hell if I don't go to hell" and so on. According to his temperament, maybe the person who really deserves to go to the Infinite Hell can still live well.
Thinking of this, Lin Yige felt that his heart was unstable.
If she cannot kill the person who deserves to be killed, she will not be able to continue on her path of killing.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, the young monk is the Buddha. I have no regrets. The young monk took the initiative to bring the person Feng Zhenren wanted."
Wuhui signaled the young novice monk beside him to escort the three poor men forward.
The man had unkempt hair and a disheveled face. He had long lost his Buddhist appearance. He was cursed by the Buddha and could not speak.
Seeing Wuhui acting like this, Lin Yige didn't say much, drew his sword and walked towards those people.
After walking a few steps, I saw that the eyes of those people were full of joy, and there was no trace of fear at all.
Lin Yige looked at Wuhui and asked, "Is this really this person? Is it just this person?"