On the towering city wall, a flag drooped weakly. Suddenly, the flag was raising up and dancing in rushing, as if telling the people of this country that they were about to go to war.
In the eagle nest among the bluestones of the city wall, an eagle was feeding the eagle. Suddenly, a terrifying aura was sensed. The eagle feather turned back to the air in horror, but it saw nothing except Qiuyun.
In the green canyon south of the Tang Dynasty, a carriage was walking lonely on the official road. Suddenly, dozens of round gravels rolled on the road, almost shocking the horses.
Through the canyon and passing through the stream bridge in Qinghe County, the vast and vast siege suddenly blew a strong wind, and the white autumn reeds half in the water fell down, as if expressing surrender to a certain force.
The old priest in the capital of Qi State stood on the stone window, looking at the conspicuous white line in the blue autumn sky, the wrinkles on his face were filled with fear, and he kept praying silently in his heart.
Nanjin Jiange, at the bottom of the dark abdomen of the mountain, by the quiet small pond, in front of the ordinary thatched cottage, the strongest man in the world slowly lifted up and looked at the sky. The sword in the thatched cottage began to buzz lightly
trembling.
On the distant South China Sea, the edge of the volcanic island with magma rolling, the waves kept beating against the black reefs, and the figure of the Taoist Qingyi loomed between the waves and the stones, and shook his head in the direction of the land.
There is no wind in the world, but there is wind. The wind blows from Chang'an City, drawing a straight line between heaven and earth, reaching the Washan Mountain in the southeast, and passing through a scenic spot in Qi State on the way.
In that scenic mountain road, two horses were slowly moving forward. A horse in front was sitting in a high-crowned man, and a horse in the back was sitting in a small scholar holding a sword.
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The wind falls from the rotten Ke Temple.
The hidden Buddha light array sensed the arrival of the wind and reacted in an instant. The light golden Buddha light formed a semicircular Vajra cover, covering the entire ancient temple.
The monks in the yellow-clad temple sat cross-legged on the ground, closing their eyes to keep their meditation. They kept chanting the scriptures of the Unmoved Ming King, and the sounds of the seventeen ancient bells became more and more distant.
Feng wanted to enter Lanke Temple, but was blocked outside by this Buddha's light array. So a collision occurred.
There was a loud bang! It was like the god envoy of Haotian, waving a divine hammer mixed with lightning and black clouds, and suddenly hitting the Buddha light Vajra cover covering Lanke Temple!
The terrifying power echoed in the Lanke Temple. Dozens of yellow-clothed monks who protected the Buddha's light array burst out blood. The courtyards were covered with mottled blood marks!
The sound of the collision was too loud, and even the distant bells were suppressed, which made the practitioners in the temple cover their ears and scream. They knelt on the ground sadly and couldn't get up at all.
This is the Buddha light array in Lanke Temple, based on the Buddha light descending from the Buddha stone statue of Washan. It is supported by the Buddha nature of the ancient temple for countless years, and dozens of yellow-clothed monks with profound realms as their protection. There are also the Buddha sect walking seven times.
At the host, however, under the collision of that aura, there were signs of collapse! How powerful should that aura be? It even gives people a feeling that it is not a state that should exist in the world!
What made the people in the temple even more frightened was that after the visitor's strong attack was difficult to stop by the Buddha's light formation, the man did not stop at all and continued to rush into the temple!
The vortex of aura caused by dozens of collisions appeared on the light shield almost at the same time! The Buddha's Light Array suffered countless attacks in a very short period of time, just like the iron blocks that were groaning under the hammer constantly deforming and twisting, in danger!
The practitioners in the temple knelt on the ground, covering their ears, and were in great pain. Some people with slightly weaker realms could not withstand this impact and vomited desperately.
The impact of the monks in yellow was even more direct, and blood began to seep from the corners of some people's eyes. They were still chanting and singing scriptures, and their voices became extremely hoarse. They even seemed to be crying.
Ye Su's expression was slightly stern, and he looked up at the scents that were flowing on the Buddha's light shield. He thought silently that he had paid enough attention to that person, but he did not expect that he was stronger than he thought.
Tang also looked at the sky. Looking at the white falls caused by the impact on the invisible light shield, thinking about the situation when he first saw the man on the wasteland. He could not look gentle and respectful next to the ox cart, and even
The man who seemed a little dull was associated with everything he saw at this time.
Qi Nian's face became very serious, but he was the only person in the temple who could keep calm because he had known for a long time that this matter could not be kept from the other party, and that person would come sooner or later.
The world only knows how to walk in the world, but I don’t know that there is only that person in his eyes. But for many years, no one has ever seen that person take action, nor do I know what level he has reached. Today
He finally confirmed that he was still very confident while feeling awe.
The Buddhist sect has been preparing for today for a long time and is prepared for all kinds of situations. No matter how strong that person is, he is always just a person and a good person.
Qi Nian raised his arm, and his expression was calm and popped out with a finger. A pure and thick Buddha nature left far away from the sky. It landed on an ancient bell next to the plum tree in the side hall somewhere in the middle temple, and the bell sounded again.
Seventeen ancient bells buzzed again, and the stone statues of Buddha at the top of Mount Wa sprinkled more Buddha lights.
Being shined by the Buddha's light, the monks in yellow on the stone ping woke up one after another, not caring about wiping the blood on their faces, sitting back on the scattered lotus seat, and then closing their eyes to keep their Zen mind. No matter how the ground vibrates or how bloody their facial features are,
How painful is 60xs? Still singing and reciting the Unmoved Ming Wang Sutra.
"The chant says: Just like a man holding an oil bowl, he will not move and will not abandon anything."
"The Song says: The wonderful wisdom and mind are like the sea, and the oil maker is concentrated."
"The Song says: If you have ambitions and do not be careless, you will be silent and self-control."
The monk's robes fluttered, and the sounds of Buddhist scriptures.
The monks in yellow kept singing the scriptures, and their voices gradually merged into one place, appearing extremely grand and bright, and a pious martyrdom gradually spread in the temple.
Under the constant impact of the outside world, the Buddha light array, which was about to collapse, accompanied by these clear and colorful chants, as the Buddha light continues to infuse, it has almost supported it and gradually stabilized.
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Under the big black umbrella, Ning Que looked up at the light shield covering the Lanke Temple. Looking at the densely packed whirlpools of stars on the light shield, there was no expression on his face, but his eyes suddenly became bright.
He looked at Sangsang who was dying in his arms, raised his hand and wiped the black blood from the corners of her lips with his sleeve, and said, "Senior brother is here. Hold on for a while and we can go out."
Sangsang opened his eyes with difficulty and asked weakly: "How many senior brothers are they?"
Ning Que said, "It's the eldest brother."
Since Sangsang's identity as the daughter of the Daughter of the Great was exposed, he has never doubted the academy. He firmly believed that his senior brother would definitely come to save him and Sangsang, but he didn't know if he would be the eldest or second senior brothers.
Since the man outside the Lanke Temple came so fast, he was naturally the eldest brother.
I heard that the eldest brother was coming, Sangsang smiled with difficulty and was a little happy. If the second brother was coming, she would be grateful because the second brother always loved her. But she knew that the eldest brother of the academy had never liked her very much.
Ning Que looked at the stone plaza in front of the hall outside the car, and looked at the monks in yellow who were determined to be martyred. He knew that these monks were burning their lives and could not stop the eldest brother outside forever.
"My senior brother is here, what are you going to do?" he asked at Qi Nian.
Qi Nian quietly looked at the Buddha's light array above his head and did not answer his question.
"The Buddha wants to pass away people who do not belong to this world, so even if the Master takes action personally, it is impossible to stop them. Moreover, the one who wants to pass away is the daughter of the Hades, not Mr. Thirteen. Later, the eldest gentleman will break the formation.
And when he enters, he will not only save you and leave, will he do what he will do to us?"
Master Baoshu said with a difficult smile.
Qi Nian suddenly glanced at Ye Su.
Ye Su said: "He is indeed the most powerful person in our generation, but as the head said. He has a gentle temperament and has never killed anyone in his life, so he is not dangerous and easy to cheat, even if he cheats.
After him, he will only suffer himself in the end, and will not do anything to the other party."
He looked at Qi Nian and said, "Sixteen years ago, you chewed your tongue into your stomach. Since then, no one in this world knows what you are thinking, not even the Master.
It seems that you are thinking a lot, and you have calculated his temperament and realm too accurately."
"It is said that before he entered the academy, he lived in a small town and raised a few fish in the stone pond in front of his home. Then the fish were stolen by his neighbors. He went to ask the neighbors, and the neighbor told him that the fish were
He actually believed the truth when he was wandering by himself. He sighed regretfully at the stone pond where only clear water was left: Fish, fish, why did you swim, why didn’t you swim?"
Ye Su looked at Qi Nian and said, "You are the neighbor who steals fish. This is probably a gentleman who can deceive him. However, you have heard that the senior brothers in the academy would be as angry as they are today?"
After saying this, he sighed, his thin sleeves slid from his wrist, and he stretched his palm toward the sky. A very exquisite Taoist aura was injected into the Buddha light array above the temple.
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In front of Lanke Temple, dozens of monks fell to the ground, looking at a scholar under the stone steps with horror on his face.
The scholar was wearing a shabby cotton jacket, with a book stuck between his waist and a wooden scoop tied. His body was covered with dust, but it looked so clean, from the body to the heart.
The scholar lowered his head slightly, and could vaguely see that his face was a little pale, blood stains gradually emerged on his body, and there were many cracks in the shabby cotton jacket, and cotton bloomed out of the hole.
Since appearing in front of Lanke Temple, the scholar has never moved. He stood quietly under the stone steps, maintaining the same posture. Only when the autumn wind occasionally blew his clothes and brought back shadows,
It shows that he has been moving, but he is moving too fast, so fast that no one can see it.
Countless white whirlpools bloomed on the Buddha's light array. Each flower was a collision between the scholar and the entire Buddha sect. With the countless collisions in an instant, the ancient temple became more and more shaking and uneasy, as if it was about to collapse.
, and the dust on the scholar's body became less and less, and it seemed cleaner and cleaner.
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(Today's two chapters are given, written very seriously and have goose bumps. After the battle between Wei Guangming and Yan Se, the five realms finally appeared on earth, strongly summoning monthly tickets, thank you.)