Several miles away - in the abandoned pavilion, the second senior brother looked indifferently at the direction of the mountain. At that moment, the mountain suddenly disappeared, and it no longer existed in the naked eye or perception.
Chen Pipi stood behind the second senior brother, scratching her head anxiously.
Master Guangming and Master Yan Se, two super strong men who are at the peak of the realm of Knowledge and may even exceed half a step in the fifth level, are not something that can be seen casually. In the past decades, except for the uncle who has slashed the sword.
There were only a few ups and downs, so how could he not be curious?
There was nothing but Fengxue there, but the second senior brother still looked at the place indifferently, as if he could see everything that happened there clearly. There was no crystal light in his eyes, but was filled with
A very serious and righteous aura of evil and evil, and all the eyes are filled with fear and fear.
Chen Pipi knew that the second senior brother could see the movement on the mountain, and rubbed his hands nervously and asked, "What's the situation with senior brother now? Have you started fighting? Sangsang shouldn't have any trouble, right? Otherwise, I can't explain it to my junior brother."
The second senior brother frowned slightly and said impatiently: "Shut up and look good."
Chen Pipi immediately shut up and thought resentfully, how can I look at it if I can’t see it?
Master Yan Se took out something from his arms and handed it to Sangsang, and then explained a few words.
The great priest of Guangming Lianai looked at Sangsang, gently placed a waist sign in her hand, and then touched her head.
What you said at this time is the last words, and what you are told is the funeral. I just don’t know who said the last words, and who will really leave a lot of funerals behind, which needs to be dealt with.
Master Yan Se walked to the cliff and closed his eyes to ponder.
The Great God Palace of Light walked to the other side of the cliff and looked at the rising sun in the snow quietly.
Master Yan Se opened his eyes.
The great master of Light withdrew his gaze.
Master Yan Se looked at the calm face of his old friend, and suddenly laughed. He stretched out his right hand and waved it gently. It became a big talisman, intentionally or unintentionally. The talisman was so powerful that it was indescribable. He was attracted by the power of the talisman.
Tens of thousands of rocks floated up from the ground, densely spread in the air like countless solidified huge raindrops.
The slender fingers, which seemed to be with the red sleeves, trembled slightly, and the mountain characters moved.
The rocks that were as solid as solid in the mountains roared down, like a magnificent rain on a summer night, slamming into the mountains, instantly causing countless pits to appear among the hard cliffs, splashing out gravel that covered the sky and the sun.
dust.
The great priest of Light stood calmly in the sky with a rain of stones, holding his right hand high above his head, as if he was still smelling the smell of sour and sour noodles and chicken soup, and he made a masterpiece of magic.
The white index fingertip was lit with a divine light. The divine light did not exert any power, but was so pure and holy. No matter how swayed in the sky, it was not extinguished.
The radiance of divine light stretching towards the sky was immortal, and the stone rain falling in the sky could not touch the old cotton jacket on the old man.
The terrifying stone rain was still falling in the sky, and the splashed gravel continued to flow into the stone rain again. It seemed that there would never be a stop. The snowflakes that were falling were already afraid of where they had avoided.
The stone rain in front of him suddenly slanted and had no way to avoid it.
Wu Tian Shenhui, who was lingering around his index fingertips into the air, suddenly became bright, illuminating the cliffs that were suppressed by the stone rain and snow, and all the flowers, plants, trees and clothes showed their essential appearance.
After the rising sun has moved into the clouds.
The index finger pointing to the sky between the cliffs has a rising sun.
Light is compassionate and cold, gentle and powerful.
It shines all over the world, it is everywhere.
Those who follow it will walk in the light, and those who turn against it will walk in the darkness and will be destroyed.
The stones between the cliffs, the grass between the stones, the shiny flowers, the trees and the people under the trees are all overlooked by the light, so they are afraid.
The stone rains all over the sky will never rise again.
So the snowflakes fell from the sky again, landing on the invisible rainbow barrier outside the mountain, turning into seven colors.
Master Yan Se slowly opened his eyes, feeling the purest light in the world, looked at the thousands of snowflakes inlaid in Caixiao outside the cliff, and gently disturbed his sleeves.
The Taoist sleeves drifted across his body, like a straight line, whistling the wind, blowing all obstacles.
As the Taoist sleeves danced horizontally, the vague crevices on the cliffs on the mountain suddenly became clear.
The two muddy mountain roads among the trees in the mountains suddenly became harder, and the mud softened by the melting snow instantly turned into a existence harder than the rocks, and the mud seemed to turn into a shrinking river and mountain.
The Taoist sleeves danced with one horizontal stroke, and the cliffs on the rocks on the cliff were another horizontal stroke.
The two muddy mountain roads that have become great rivers and mountains are two vertical.
Two horizontal and two vertical. Both horizontal and vertical are two.
It's the well.
This talisman made of cliff clothes lies across the heaven and earth, and without any concealment, it has begun to permeate the light lines around it to show its contempt, disdain and pride, because it is the most powerful quiver.
The well is the system of sealing fields. The well has the meaning of ancient rituals and the well has the beginning of wonderful theories.
But the simplest and most powerful tic-character meaning is simple line cutting, the even and balanced perfect cutting of space and the world.
The jing-shaped characters descend on the cliff, and the cutting lines, no matter the size, go deep and subtle.
All the uneasy rocks rolling between the cliffs were broken into powder.
The shrunk grass and trees on the cliffs were all broken into powder.
All the snowflakes dancing above the cliffs were broken into spine powder.
The cold wind passing through the cliffs was broken into spine powder.
Finally the cliff was broken.
The omnipresent light also became dim and began to shatter due to the fragmentation of space.
This is the ultimate state of Master Yan Se's pursuit of talisman Tao.
Only the kettle character on the cliff has a true meaning of transcending. Not only everything in the world, but even space can be cut. It is thousands or thousands of times stronger than the kettle character that Wang Jingluo once encountered at the Spring Breeze Pavilion and Rain Night.
Light always requires space to walk, and when space is broken, how can it shine?
The Master of Light looked at the countless thin and invisible lines in front of him, and sighed deep in his heart. He knew that at this moment, Yan Se finally stopped thinking about other problems and took the first step beyond the five realms.
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The talisman that has the ability to make Wu Tian divine and even break and disappear has exceeded the scope that Wu Tian allowed.
His cotton sleeves had been chopped, and even the blooming cotton had been chopped by the meaning. There was a crystal brilliance outside the skin of his arms. It had become thinner and thinner under the powerful ticker style cut, but he
The exposed arms pointed to the sky in the east, and the bright divine light burned at the tip of the index finger, extremely firm and persistent.
Perhaps it was because of his faith in light that he was so firm and persistent that he moved the Creator above the sky...
The great master of Light seemed to have some insight and looked at the clouds quietly. His deep eyes were extremely crystal clear, and his old cheeks were filled with tears of emotion. He murmured and said, "Thank you Haotian for giving me strength."
The rising sun outside the clouds suddenly became powerful, and a powerful force passed through the snow clouds, ignoring the distance and the broken space between the cliffs, and directly poured into his old body.