The wind roared like a roar. Mr. Lan Da didn't know what An Keyi, Lin Xi and others were talking about. He was shocked and angry that as the first swordsman of Qingluan Academy in the past, he could not even seriously injure Lin Xi with his sword today.
Unable to accept it, in the wind and snow, Lin Xi's figure in the carriage gradually became intertwined with the figure of former Dean Zhang in his eyes, as if there was no difference anymore.
In this illusion, he breathed hard, but suddenly felt some inexplicable fear.
It seemed that a fatal threat was approaching, but he didn't understand where this fatal threat came from. His body was extremely cold, but there was an indescribable dryness in his body.
The figures of Dean Zhang and Lin Xi in his mind, as well as the flashes of swords and swords from many battles in the past, disappeared and were replaced by the snow-white body of a woman in his memory.
The white snow outside him seemed to turn into a bright red brocade quilt at this moment. He heard an unusually heavy gasping sound coming from his own throat. He also heard the breathing of the four fire chiefs becoming unusually heavy.
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At this moment, Nangong Weiyang, who was beside Lin Xi, stretched out her hand. She grasped the long sword in Lin Xi's hand. In just a fraction of a breath, her body shook violently as if she was suffering from a violent recoil.
The two wheel axles of this ordinary carriage cracked at the same time. The long sword turned into a terrifying rainbow, and instantly traveled in a pure straight line, arriving in front of Mr. Lan Da.
All the charms in Mr. Lan Da's consciousness were intertwined with this sword light.
A sword light appeared in the hand of the woman in his mind. At this time, he already understood what caused him to be so abnormal. However, this sword was more powerful than the sword Lin Xi had just struck. The long black and red sword in his hand
As soon as the sword flew up, the sword came down with force, suppressing his black and red flying sword, and landed on his chest.
His body flew backwards uncontrollably.
The flying sword rushed out from behind with a thick cloud of blood mist.
At this moment, he was a little confused. He only saw An Keyi and Qin Xiyue leading Lin Xi and Nangong Weiyang, running wildly in the wind and snow.
"Peng!"
He fell heavily to the ground and continued to slide on the snow.
After gliding more than ten steps, he subconsciously stood up.
When he stood up, he realized that he had lost all his strength.
He looked up and saw four fire chiefs roaring in the snow, seemingly losing all trace of Lin Xi and others. Then he lowered his head and saw that his chest was completely empty.
Through the big hole in his chest, he could see the blood-stained snow and the black night sky behind him.
He saw that the flesh and blood inside his body was also black.
He thought about his life, suddenly felt extremely painful, then fell down and died.
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"What drug is that?"
Lin Xi couldn't help but look at An Keyi and asked.
Except for An Keyi, he, Nangong Weiyang, and Qin Xiyue all felt like they were truly surviving after a disaster.
After the sword that seriously injured Mr. Lan Da was used, the soul power in his body was continuously separated from his body. At this moment, in the biting cold wind, his body felt the biting cold, and his lips began to turn black from the cold.
green.
When An Keyi, who was plundering with him, heard his question, her cheeks blushed slightly, but she still answered in a reading-like tone: "It's an aphrodisiac... It should be the strongest aphrodisiac in the world."
Although many naughty freshmen in the Imperial Medicine Department started joking in private after being admitted to the hospital, often the drugs they most wanted to refine were either aphrodisiacs or laxatives, An Keyi's answer at this moment still made Lin Xi and others stunned.
"Magic eye dazzle..."
An Keyi saw Lin Xi's coldness. She hesitated slightly and used her hands to hold Lin Xi's body closer to hers. This action seemed very normal for the fight and escape at this moment, but it made her feel uncomfortable.
The red cloud on her face became thicker, and she subconsciously explained carefully: "During the great battle between the East Jingling Tomb, the Shaohua Tomb and the Falling Star Tomb, we realized the function of the magic eye dazzle, and then according to the original intention of the academy, it was to see
Let’s see if we can refine a drug that can greatly increase combat power before the Master of Purgatory Mountain arrives at Chiye Pass. Because the magic eye flower has the effect of greatly stimulating the excitement level of the human body. If it can greatly improve reaction ability and perception, even
Dominate ** battles beyond the usual limits... As long as the leader of Purgatory Mountain can be killed, even if the user has some sequelae, it is still a worthwhile sacrifice in the eyes of many of us. But the efforts of our medicine department ultimately failed... Refined
This drug has a great hallucinogenic effect and has become the strongest aphrodisiac."
"No matter what kind of medicine it is, as long as it can kill the opponent, it is a good medicine." Nangong Weiyang glanced at An Keyi and asked seriously: "It's just that the effect of this medicine only lasts for tens of breaths, so we must leave immediately
?”
An Keyi nodded: "During the battle between you and Zhang Ping, our college obtained several copies of the blood of his two Fire Chiefs. So I am sure that this medicine is also useful for the Fire Chiefs, but it does not last long.
.Any saint-level being, even if he is under the influence of this drug, will always have a fighting instinct when faced with the threat of death."
Nangong Weiyang frowned: "If Lin Xi and I are not injured, we can kill the four fire chiefs."
An Keyi nodded.
"This medicine will still be useful in the future." Nangong Weiyang looked at her and said, "It should also be useful against the enemy Zhang Ping in the future."
Hearing her words, An Keyi was silent for a moment, and then shook his head: "No one knows how far Zhang Ping's physique will improve. This kind of medicine may not work on him in the future."
Nangong Weiyang also fell silent again.
Huo Kui can sense the breath of "the devil". How many secrets that Zhang Ping holds in his hands are extremely detrimental to them?
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Three unimaginably majestic and solemn Buddhas are half-buried in the yellow sand dunes.
Next to these three giant Buddhas, each of whose folds is longer than a caravan, clear water flows in a wide canal.
Behind this giant Buddha is a deep ravine and huge canyon.
The tops of some shimmering Buddhist temples are slightly above the ground and are built in this deep canyon. The runes on the mountain walls and temples all exude soft Buddha light, forming a futon-like round Sanskrit script that converges into one.
Golden Buddha Sea.
This is Prajna Temple, another holy place for spiritual practice besides Qingluan Academy and Purgatory Mountain.
Zhenbilu and Yunhai were sitting in a cave on a cliff shrouded in Buddha's light.
In front of this bald monk, an old monk with yellow eyebrows sat cross-legged.
"Master, please clarify my doubts."
Zhenbilu and Yunhai saluted, and neither of them said any unnecessary words, because they knew that the other party must know where their confusion lay.
The old monk with yellow eyebrows looked at Zhen Pi Lu and Yun Hai, and said without any sadness or joy: "Buddha has many incarnations, and demons also have many incarnations."
Zhenpilu and Yunhai knew that there must be a profound meaning in the words of the old monk with yellow eyebrows, but they still couldn't understand it, so Zhenpilu said again: "Disciple is unclear."
"A Buddha may be a demon, and a demon may be a Buddha." The old monk with yellow eyebrows looked at Zhen Pilu and Yunhai without sadness or joy, and said calmly.
Both Zhenbilu and Yunhai had shocked looks in their eyes.
Zhen Pilu's brows furrowed and there was a bulge in the center of his eyebrows. He opened his mouth and was about to speak. However, the old monk with yellow eyebrows had already spoken again: "The devil wants to control the world. He has the incarnation of evil and conquers the world with fear and despair.
At the same time, there must also be an incarnation of kindness to inspire other people in the world."
Yun Hai's eyes widened in disbelief, and he asked blankly: "Master... you mean, our Prajna Temple is just a means used by demons to control the world?"
The old monk with yellow eyebrows looked at him and said: "To be precise, it was."
Zhen Vairu and Yunhai, who were immersed in the Buddha's light, were shocked beyond words. They thought about countless possibilities, but they did not expect that the answer given by the old monk with yellow eyebrows would be such an answer.
"For a person who is truly superior to the world, whether it is evil or good, it is just a means for him to rule the world. When many people desperately resist the rule of the devil for the good thoughts in their hearts, they do not know that they themselves are actually
It is also under the control of the devil. The devil is watching the world from the top, placing chess pieces, and the battle between good and evil is just a play under his control." The old monk with yellow eyebrows continued slowly.
Zhen Pilu's eyebrows bulged even higher, and he asked solemnly: "Master, what you mean is that our Prajna Temple was only a inheritance of the Demon Sect at the beginning, and it has been under the control of the Demon Sect before?"
The yellow-browed old monk looked at him, stretched out his finger faintly, and pointed to somewhere in the canyon behind him and Yunhai.
Zhenbilu and Yunhai turned around and saw two small temples there.
"The devils and Buddhas in the world are like two houses to the real devil. If he enters the house on the left today, the house on the left belongs to him, and he is the owner of the house on the left. Tomorrow he wants to enter the house on the right
house, he is the owner of the house on the right." The old monk with yellow eyebrows said: "Until he was finally knocked down, these two houses did not belong to him."
Yunhai thought for a while and asked: "Master, our Prajna Temple was originally another incarnation of the Demon King, belonging to another lineage of his inheritance, and was used by him. According to your opinion, this era will eventually die. In later generations,
At most, practitioners have gained some practice experience from previous eras. So what does our Prajna Temple have to do with Purgatory Mountain now? Why does neither the previous Purgatory Mountain Headmaster nor the current Zhang Ping seem to regard it as such?
Do we take it seriously?"
The old monk with yellow eyebrows looked at him and said: "Our Prajna Temple once had a split. As far as you know, the only ones you know are the first batch of monks who established the Divine Elephant Army, and the monks who left Prajna Temple and possessed the cultivation methods that Gu Xinyin gained.
That group of ascetic monks. Now that I have told you this, you should also understand that only violent conflicts of beliefs and ideas can lead to such a split in Prajna Temple."
"So the split of our Prajna Temple was because we discovered that the inheritance of our Prajna Temple only came from the incarnation of the devil?" Yunhai said blankly.
"It's more than that." The old monk with yellow eyebrows shook his head and said pitifully: "The real devil has built two houses, so he will definitely have the keys to enter the two houses. He will not let the people in the house betray him.
The ability. That discovery in the endless desert pointed out the fact that to the devil, we practitioners of Prajna Temple may be just like the current Huo Kui, and the devil has the means to control us."
"In the records of that discovery... this method can even control our bodies." After a pause, the yellow-browed old monk looked at the increasingly shocked Zhen Pilu and Yun Hai, and continued: "So after that discovery,
Many people in the Prajna Temple were afraid. They were afraid that someone could possess the skills of the Demon King, so they left the Prajna Temple and became ascetics walking alone in no man's land, hiding from the world. Some monks gave up practicing in the Prajna Temple.
Most of the exercises eventually became the current Divine Elephant Army. Some people stayed in Prajna Temple, adhering to their benevolent thoughts, and began to seek ways to change themselves and cut off the connection with demons."
"As long as you are a practitioner in Prajna Temple, you are likely to be easily controlled by the devil." Zhen Pilu asked solemnly: "Then the practitioners of Prajna Temple are still like this today? Can the practitioners of Purgatory Mountain be able to restrain themselves?
Or even control us?”
"After the great changes in Prajna Temple, in the long years, our practitioners of Prajna Temple have completely changed their practice methods, even made great sacrifices, and completely destroyed some special powers.
A powerful method of cultivation. Originally, even if the devil king of the past was reborn, we could still fight him." The old monk with yellow eyebrows looked at Zhen Pilu and Yun Hai and said, "But after that split, we once had a demon king in Prajna Temple.
The monk went far away to Damang and the Heavenly Demon Prison. He wanted to get some of the Demon King's cultivation methods. From the Demon King's cultivation methods, he could get a method to completely cut off the connection with the devil. However, in the end he became the Purgatory Mountain.
The headmaster has become the master of the headmaster of Purgatory Mountain who died in front of Qianye Pass."
Yun Hai was so shocked that his body was trembling, "Master, do you mean that the master who teaches at Purgatory Mountain is actually our Prajna eunuch?"
The old monk with yellow eyebrows nodded slowly, "In a sense, today's Purgatory Mountain is another branch of our Prajna Temple."
Zhenbilu and Yunhai were speechless for a moment.
"That person knew that most of the changes made to our Prajna Temple's exercises, so after getting some demonic methods, he had methods to target our Prajna Temple's exercises. Except for Gu Xinyin's group of ascetics, they left before him
After leaving the Prajna Temple, he has no way of knowing that those ascetics have changed their practices and cannot have any means to restrain them." The old monk with yellow eyebrows looked at Zhen Pilu and Yun Hai who were speechless, and said: "So for the legacy of this sect,
We attach great importance to the practice."
"So for so many years, the Master of Purgatory Mountain and our Prajna Temple have always had an unspeakable tacit understanding. His eyes have always been on Yunqin. The only enemies in his eyes are Yunqin and Qingluan Academy." Zhenbi.
Lu was silent for a long time before speaking out.
The old monk with yellow eyebrows nodded and said nothing.
Yun Hai said with a pale face: "Although the headmaster of Purgatory Mountain has changed twice in a row, and today's Zhang Ping is here, the methods for practicing the exercises in our Prajna Temple must have been left in the secret book of Purgatory Mountain.
It will be obtained by Zhang Ping, so Zhang Ping does not regard us as a threat."
"We can choose to escape or hide in some Buddha lights in Prajna Temple. However, we cannot face the real leader of Purgatory Mountain and cannot be enemies with him." The old monk with yellow eyebrows said without sadness or joy: "This is
The current fate of our Prajna Temple."
"There must be a way to change this fate." Zhenbilu looked at him and said.
"Xuan Yuan has the same idea as you." The old monk with yellow eyebrows looked at the yellow sand scattered at the mouth of the canyon in the distance and said slowly.