This is the deepest part of Prajna Peak. No matter to the peak, to Yaping, or the bottom of the sky, the distance is more than ten miles, there is no difference.
The sound on the surface of the mountain cannot be passed here, and the sound of the underground rivers cannot be passed here. There will be no sound here. The dead silence is like a grave.
Looking at the two iron arrows on his chest first, I felt the clear pain. I remembered that I had no such feeling for many years. It was a bit fresh and vivid.
He has cultivated the Buddha to the peak countless years, and he was not bad. After he thought that when the master reached the sky, no one could threaten himself.
The disciples joined forces to defeat.
"Do you think you can imprison me like this?"
"You will not drink or eat, you ca n’t hear the sound, you ca n’t see the light, you will be weak and old, or hungry, or desperate, you can survive, or even break free from these two iron arrows, the Supreme Supreme
Perseverance goes out of the dark cave ... but by then, the Buddhist country you will maintain will be destroyed by my iron sword. "
Jun Mo's words are not threats, nor are he intimidation -threats and intimidation have never been his way of fighting -he is just stating the facts.
Because it is a fact, the statement is so calm, so it is really horrible. Do not drink or eat, silent and lonely, isolated from the world ... What kind of torture, no one except Lian Sheng has experienced it, even the lotus
Born, it was almost crazy by torture.
The first difficulty, looking at Jun Mo's compassion and said, "My Buddha is compassionate."
He should have been compassionate to his tragic encounters. He was sad for the hell career of several years or even decades since then, but he was compassionate with each other. Miri was compassionate to the choice of the academy.
If you change to others, you still feel ashamed in the face of the first place that is still peaceful at this time, or you may even feel ashamed, but Jun Mo is not.
"Your Buddha is compassionate, the academy is not compassionate? The arrogance is arrogant and disgusting."
Jun Mo said with no expression: "Over the past few years, this Buddhist country has countless people as white bones, countless souls are slaves. Human bone peaks, golden tops painted by human blood, wonderful bliss world? This is ghost, destroyed, destroyed
It is the real compassion to kill you and these bald donkeys. "
After saying this, he didn't say anything. Turn around and walk around the cliff hole, wipe out his sleeves at will, the iron sword breaks back, cut off countless cliff stones, block this channel, wind and rain, light and light, and light, and light and light and light and light and light and light and rain
The air cannot enter.
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Ning Que waited for three days and three nights on the city wall. The whole world also waited for three days and three nights. Whether it was the butcher in the town or the Hengli of Qinghe County, they were silent for three days and three nights.
Where can I shoot?
In the past, it may still be possible. He will not shoot an iron arrow -the so -called big killing device is the most deterrent when it is not applied. And once such a means is used, it will break the balance between the two parties.
I dare not act lightly.
But now it is different. Guanzhu drifted down Taoshan, and disappeared. The alcoholics no longer stared at the academy. The balance of the practice industry has been broken. More importantly, the world feels Ning Que's anxiety, so he will inevitably shoot today.
Two holes appeared outside Chang'an City. It is not a passage formed by space tearing, nor is it a real arrow hole, but the condensation cloud formed by iron arrows.
Two condensation clouds extended towards the western horizon and disappeared after dozens of miles. It was enough to clearly see where the direction was pointing.
Two straight cloud lines appear in the blue sky, just like a rainbow appearing from the ground in the sky. It is an extremely rare spectacle.
Many Chang'an people came to the street with their young and old to watch, talking happily and trying to figure out which enemy strongman Mr. Thirteen had shot dead. The debate in the teahouse was even more intense. Some people said that it was the King of the Golden Tent.
The Chanyu, some say it was Haotian’s gift to the world, the little slave named Ata...
The war began, and the Tang Dynasty was the enemy of the whole world. People were dying on the border all the time. The mood of the people was inevitably a little depressed and gloomy. Today, these two arrow clouds finally succeeded in making people energetic and even gave them a feeling of carnival.
Ning Que was also looking at the two condensing clouds in the sky. The skylight fell on his face, making his face look even paler. His eyes could not help but be filled with joy. The two iron arrows cost him countless energy and also made him
Gained a lot.
Cultivation tools include some extremely legendary weapons: such as the chessboard left by the Buddha, such as the Ullan Bell, such as certain sacred objects recorded in Taoist scriptures, and several volumes of heavenly books that have just begun to show their terrifying power in the human world. Of course, they cannot
I forgot about the Chang'an city that Master left behind, but most of those weapons were given by God, or were the remains of figures like Master Buddha.
Weapons that are made by practitioners themselves but can show legendary power are very rare. The only weapons that still exist today, except for the Heshan Pan jointly made by the former sages of the Academy and the former masters of Mochiyuan, are the Thirteen Arrows of the Yuan Dynasty.
To this day, Ning Que's iron arrow has shocked the world. All practitioners know that it is a terrifying killing weapon, but the only one who truly understands the principle and why the iron arrow has such unimaginable power is the one behind the academy.
Mountain people.
The power of the Thirteen Arrows of the Yuan Dynasty lies in Ning Que's original whimsical idea and the incredible practical ability of everyone in the academy. It is also a kind of talisman arrow.
Everyone thinks that Yuan Shisan Arrow is an arrow, but it is not.
Talisman arrows are not arrows, but talismans.
Or, the Yuan Thirteen Arrows should be regarded as a kind of arrow talisman.
Every time an iron arrow shoots into the human world, Ning Que writes a talisman on it.
When the iron arrow leaves the bowstring, the talisman on the arrow shaft is fully engraved, which does not mean that the talisman has been written. On the contrary, that is the real first stroke of the talisman. Only when the iron arrow appears in front of the target
, the last stroke will fall there, and only then can it be said that Ning Que has finished writing the talisman.
The talisman is a whole. Without any stroke, it is not complete. The process of Ning Que's archery is naturally also a whole. From the iron arrow leaving the string to hitting the target, this process cannot be cut, so once the iron arrow is fired, it is powerful and indestructible.
The big talisman written by Tie Jian is self-contained, so there is no need for the concepts of time and space. Therefore, the performance is even more unimaginable than being without distance. At the same time, because the talisman is interconnected from the beginning to the end, Ning Que does not need to look at it, just
He needs to know where the last stroke should land, so he can let the iron arrow land where.
In his sea of consciousness, when he was writing the talisman, Chang'an City and the distant Western Wilderness were essentially connected. The arrow finally landed on the cliff and appeared in front of the leader of the lecturer, and the talisman was written.
End. Even space cannot cut through this talisman and cannot stop the iron arrow. Coupled with the power of Chang'an City, what about the indestructible Buddha body?
When the Academy first developed the Thirteen Arrows of Yuan, no one really fully understood its principles. Jun Mo couldn't. Nor Ning Que could. It wasn't until a long time later that he shot Old Mrs. Cui from thousands of miles away at the Light Festival.
Only then did I vaguely realize something.
Today on the Chang'an city wall, he fired two arrows toward the far western wasteland. He learned something about how to write this kind of big talisman, and he knew that this was a very important thing to him, even no less important than the arrow shooting at the first tower itself.
Because this is what teacher Yan Se expected of him before he died. It is also what he is destined to do.
Of course, just as Long Qing calculated, Yuan Thirteen Arrows needed to be coordinated - he and Jun Mo were thousands of miles apart, and before the iron arrows revealed themselves, they could not transmit any information in advance during the talisman process. He could only wait,
I hope that the second senior brother can figure out what he wants, and hope that he can see the first one in the sea of consciousness.
Jun Mo has been fighting in the underground world for several years, and has only crossed the mountain once, and fought against the leader of the lecturer once. Ning Que's expectations seemed more like extravagant hopes or wishful thinking in advance, but he did so.
The wait lasted three days and three nights.
Facts have proved that Ning Que was right. There was no contact between him and Jun Mo, the two senior brothers, but they naturally had a tacit understanding and knew each other's intentions.
Just like the talisman of the iron arrow, no one can cut it off.
Ning Que didn't know the current situation of the Xuankong Temple, and he didn't know if the lecture hall had been seriously injured by his own iron arrows, but he could clearly feel that his two arrow talismans were written perfectly, so the second senior brother would definitely use the remaining
Do the next thing well.
The only regret is that these two iron arrows caused serious damage to him. Transporting the power of Chang'an City to the far west, even at his current state, it is somewhat difficult to bear the weight. At this time, the Shocking God Formation is continuously firing.
He replenished his telekinesis, but within a short period of time he could no longer shoot the two iron arrows as powerful as before.
Otherwise, he will definitely shoot all the iron arrows in the quiver and will not stop until he kills the first lecture hall. No one knows better than him how important it is to help the second senior brother destroy the Buddhist kingdom as soon as possible.
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Jun Mo dragged the entire Buddhist sect and the two kingdoms of Youzhang Wangting and Yuelun in the Western Wilderness. It seemed that he had shouldered a heavy burden for the academy and the Tang Dynasty, but Ning Que hoped that he could return to Chang'an City, with that iron
The sword should be swayed on a bigger stage, and his iron sword should kill the more tyrannical strong men, such as the man who is walking towards Taoshan.
Ning Que withdrew his gaze, no longer looking at the two clouds in the sky, and turned to look to the east. Just when everyone thought he would retract his bow, he bent his bow again and nocked an arrow, and then without any warning, he shot toward the east.
An arrow shot from the east!
Many people in Chang'an were watching the excitement under the city wall. Because the city wall was too high, they could not clearly see the scene above, but they could vaguely see Ning Que's movements.
Seeing him suddenly bending his bow again, there was a sudden scream of surprise from below the city wall, and a crowd of people rushed here like a tide, wanting to see more clearly.
The crowd suddenly became silent, watching the iron arrow leave the bowstring, disappearing into the cold winter wind with a slight clang.
Boom! Thousands of people shouted in unison. It was a sigh of shock. It was a shame to see this scene with my own eyes, and it was also an encouragement to Mr. Academy.
A clear and straight condensation cloud appeared again in the blue sky, as if the iron arrow previously tore a path between the vitality of heaven and earth and even the heaven and earth itself, but in fact it was the iron arrow that created a path between heaven and earth on its own.
, a road that is not between heaven and earth, that is the way of connecting the strokes of talisman arrows!
The arrow is the arrow rune, and the final pen of Ning Que's tune fell in the distant Chengjing City!
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Yan Guocheng's snow is snowing. The dim clouds constantly squeezed pure white snow slices, and in the depths of the clouds, there are faint light blue lightning lights up from time to time, and some lightning penetrates the clouds.
Falling snow came to the desolate field.
Donglei shock, summer rain and snow ...
At this time, the snowstorms are common. Lightning is extremely rare, and the picture looks particularly weird. It seems that there is great danger, or if there is any power to shuttle during the period.
Long Qingzhang went to the snow chips on his shoulders and looked at the depths of the clouds outside the city. The sight passed through the falling snowflakes, and fell in those high distances, and his expression was a little dignified.
In faintly, he saw that there was a green jealous. It's just that the snow was too prosperous, and the lightning was too dense. He couldn't be sure whether it was really an illusion.
In the high -altitude Blizzard, there were suddenly light shadows passing by, and several lightning rubbing the figure split down. It looked extremely dangerous, and the picture was extremely shocking.
Long Qing confirmed that what he saw this time was true, because the figure fluttered above the city wall of Chengjing, and he even faintly smelled a sense of confusion.
The cotton coat of the master was burned by the several lightning in the clouds. If his response was slightly slower at that moment, or had farewell to the world, Rao was so embarrassed.
The cotton and the blood flowing out of the flowers are scratched together. It is ugly.
Long Qing's expression was suddenly stunned, and the snowflakes around him suddenly opened. His right hand was taken in the snow, and he had a very dark black peach blossom to protect it in front of him.
In the city of Song Guo, Mr. Da did not shot him, because the wine was on the side. Because of his hand in his hand, he was still pregnant, but he confirmed that Li would slowly shoot himself -no one can let anyone can do it.
Want to understand that Mr. Da, who has taken away from the unparalleled realm and appears in Chengjing City, always do what you always do.
As Long Qing's expected, the elder brother plundered to the city wall, holding the roots in his hand and looking at a very ordinary stick, and knocked on his head.
Where did Longqing dare to neglect, holding a black peach blossom in his right hand greeted him, and his left hand had clenched the sandy roll, and he was ready to desperate at any time.
That seemingly humble stick, in fact, is very desperate. It was a ring stick made by the master after the establishment of the college that year.
Give a brother.
The Observatory that the stick that had been hit by the stick did not dare to log in in the South China Sea for decades, and once killed the moonlin owner in the field in front of the onion ridge, just like the most primitive use of this stick.
Students are taken for granted. How can students avoid it? Since it cannot be avoided, it is usually impossible to avoid.
Long Qing knew that he could not avoid this stick, and could only use his destiny peach blossoms. In his current body, thousands of Taoist monks' thoughts and essences, the theory of quantity, invincible in the world, but faced with Mr. Da Da, but in the face of Mr. Da Da
The stick, dare not have any light rivals, did not hesitate to release all the realms.
The stick falls on the peach blossom.
Peach blossoms naturally withered.
Long Qing's face became extremely pale, and the scar became very clear. It was not as not as not as attention as usual, but seemed to be stunned. His arms kept trembling, and his feet were trapped in the city wall.
Then, then
Black peach blossoms are scattered, countless gravels are full of vitality with a substantial world, blowing towards the four weeks, and the brick and stones on the city wall are blown into powder!
The elder brother did not stop, and disappeared again in the snow, crossing those horrible lightning, chasing the blue clothes in the earliest time.
Long Qing's expression was calm, but there was a deep idea in his eyes. He knew that the Qingjie was also true at first.
I hit myself.
With a routine, he forced him to make a whole body. If Mr. Da concentrated on fighting a stick, can he be able to stop him?
Long Qing thought about these problems, but did not know that there was a more severe problem waiting for himself. He didn't find that the snow and snow outside the city wall seemed to have stagnated for a moment.
There are arrows from Chang'an.
A iron arrow appeared in front of Longqing.
Long Qing's face was extremely pale, but at this time, it became flushed, as if the blood flowing in the blood vessel suddenly accelerated countless times of flow rate.
His blood began to burn at this moment, and the consciousness left by countless predecessors began to help him respond in the shortest time.
A black peach blossom was bloomed again on his chest. Compared with the previous one, this black peach is much smaller, crystal clear, like the most precious gem.
It's pitiful and pity.
In fact, this seemingly fragile little chlord is terrible. The petals are flowing infinitely silent atmosphere, and countless thoughts flowing with countless breaths.
The iron arrow shot on the peach blossom.
There is a hole in Longqing's chest and abdomen. It was shot out by Ning Que's thirteen arrows. This seemingly weak black peach blossom was born from that hole.
This black peach blossom is not his destiny peach blossom, it is his second life.
Long Qing was not ready to let Ning Que's iron arrow this time shoot himself again.
The moment the black peach blossom blocked the iron arrow, his hands did not know when he had come to the air in front of him, and held the arrow rod of the iron arrow tightly.
There was an unimaginable force in the dark iron arrow. Long Qing's ten fingers caught the countless vitality in the wind and snow in the wasteland, and still could not control it.
On the contrary, his hands were torn instantly, and blood began to flow.
Just when the first drop of blood was about to leave the arrow pole, a pair of hands fell on the arrow rod of the iron arrow. It was a pair of pale and unlike human hands.
That is still Longqing's hand.
Behind Long Qing's body, a humanoid outline appeared faintly. It was very vague in the snow, and it seemed that it might be scattered at any time.
The second hands still can't stop the iron arrow.
Long Qing Li Xiao, suddenly there were countless figures in the snow behind him. Those figures were very light. In the sun, I couldn't see the details at all. I could only be sure that they should be all people.
In the voice of Li Xiao, those figures collectively leaned forward, just like those hungry ghosts who were looking for food, and they were like sinners who were looking for liberation. They reached that iron arrow.
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