In the Tianhe Realm, under the Buddha Tower, a man stood opposite to the thin old monk. Around the two, the pure and free Buddhist true meaning was endless. Even in the middle of the city where people came and went, it seemed to be the Bodhi mirror platform. The Buddha was like a place of preaching, and was spotless. Chen Feixu held the sword on his waist and smiled and said, "A country monk, I heard that there is a Buddhist true meaning here, so I'm going to bother you..."

"Master helps me to break through the barriers of the boundary. I should help me to repay my kindness." After hearing Chen Fei's request, the skinny old monk nodded slowly without thinking. Then he smiled and stretched out his right hand like dry firewood to lead him to the direction outside the city: "Our family's three-generation Buddhist sword technique can help others to break through the past, present and future. If the master is interested, would he wish to go out of the city with me to look?"

"I can't ask for it, Master~"

A calm smile hung on the corner of his mouth, Chen Fei nodded to the old monk and responded. The thin old monk whispered a few words to Jueming behind him, and then stepped forward slightly, as if he was an ordinary old man in the world. However, this kick had reached the end of the vision of ordinary people. The speed was incredible but there was no sense of disagreement. It was as if this script would cross this distance and land in that distant place. Chen Fei was slightly stunned, then stroked his hand and smiled suddenly:

"The world of saha, lotus grows step by step, it's really a good way!"

As he spoke, Chen Fei also took a step forward like the old monk. A bright sword energy flashed by in the direction where it landed. Chen Fei's figure flew forward like a sword. His footsteps fell and the sword light broke. Chen Fei's figure also appeared at a very far distance, just the same distance as the first step of the old monk in the Futu Tower before, and it was no different.

The sword light was born and destroyed at Chen Fei's feet, and his tall figure swept forward quickly. When the thirteenth sword light was broken, the tall and majestic city gate of Futu City had already appeared in front of Chen Fei. At the gate, a thin old monk stood with his head down, his lips slightly opened, as if he was telling something. The two casual cultivators who were guarding the city before were standing respectfully in front of the old man. After a while, they bowed their fists.

After a bow, he turned around and left. When the sword light surged, two azure blue lights surged into the sky. After a few breaths, a light golden light shield firmly blocked the city gate. There were countless golden scriptures vaguely swimming like tadpoles on the light shield. Anyone who belongs to living creatures cannot enter or exit at this time! In just a moment, except for the thin old monk and Chen Fei, there was no one outside the city gate.

"It's so that the master can know reads;..." Seeing a hint of doubt on Chen Fei's face, the old monk of the Futu Pagoda smiled and clasped the eleven rituals, and explained calmly: "The three-generation Buddhist sword technique in this sect belongs to the Buddhist teachings that are imprinted with the heart. Ordinary people will sink into the memories of the past and future with just a glance, and they will never return to the present world... Therefore, they have to use the Buddha light barrier to protect the residents in the city to avoid their minds being damaged..."

"It's okay, and it's normal for you and I to discuss with each other and protect other irrelevant people..." He shook his head slightly and said that he didn't care about the golden Buddha light barrier. Chen Fei smiled at the old monk, and his five fingers in his right hand moved onto the hilt of the long sword. The green shirt was windless, and the vast and clear Buddhist sword intent slowly rose from him. "But I still don't know what the master calls him?"

"I am enlightened by the Dharma name of my monk."

With a slight smile, the old man paused his five fingers slightly, and a bronze long sword roared out of the void and landed in the thin right hand. The long sword was like an ancient well, steadily controlled by the five fingers without a trace of tremor, but the sliver of sword chanting gradually occupied a piece of time and space.

"Master Wuming is indeed a good method to take Sumeru into mustard seeds. Master Wuming is really not a talent..." Seeing the old man's clear and light movements, Chen Fei's eyes lit up and said with a smile: "Please watch this sword!" His wrists slightly raised, and the broken sword cut through the sky and trembled slightly. Everything around him was triggered by him, leaving only a place of nothingness, the void chaos, and then shattered pieces.

All things in the world are empty!

The dark golden sword light did not have any mysterious changes, but it turned into an empty space wherever it was sutra. It seemed that with a sword, all the temptations of the world disappeared. From then on, there was no confusion of five colors, nor did the five sounds disturb my eyes, and the five flavors deceived my mind. From then on, I could gain great purity and freedom. In the future, I should also have a place where the Buddha preached in the West!

The city of Futu is the most prosperous place in the entire Tianhe Realm. It is rare to see the masters and powerful people in other places. At this time, the people who can stand at the top of the city are the most elite among these masters. They can easily take out one and push the ordinary sects like the Tianhe Sword Sect and the Vajra Temple at this time, but these powerful people who can definitely be called the master of a place have a look of intoxication and infatuation on their faces. There are even many people with pure, free and happy expressions on their faces, as if they have realized all kinds of Buddhist principles and have become a Buddha.

But at this moment, a cold and cold color suddenly burst out, making people feel cold. The so-called purity and freedom, the Pure Land of Buddha was broken in this light, only the endless fear and coldness like an abyss. In the darkness and dullness, a sword light was cold and squeaked tightly on its throat. Then, it stabbed in extremely steadily. Life and soul, accompanied by warm and red blood, gushing out, the power that could break the mountain and break the mountain gradually faded away from the limbs and veins, and the vision gradually became dim.

"Ahhhh!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Help! Senior brother, master, save me!"

The extremely miserable scream suddenly echoed. All the powerful men who were high above the world on weekdays fell down the city wall in a panic. Only a few strong men with the most profound mental cultivation could barely stand, but at this time, their faces were pale, and their ten fingers were tightly pressed on the city wall. They looked at the battlefield under the city through the Buddha's light barrier, and their eyes were full of fear and panic.

This is just watching from afar! And with the protection of the Buddha's light prohibition in this Buddha Tower, it can actually pull countless people into the illusion through the sword light. So, what would happen if there was no such Buddha's light restriction? What would happen if you face this sword like Master Wuming?

Boom ~

Under the city gate, the dark golden broken sword blade and the bronze sword edge were directly connected without fancy. The air waves visible to the naked eye cut off several layers of the surrounding earth. The sword energy was everywhere. Chen Fei looked at the old face of Gu Jing Wubo in front of him. A hot color flashed in his pupils, and the arc of his mouth was raised freely. There was no trace of Buddhist emptiness and purity, but only the passionate fighting spirit that seemed like an evil ghost on the battlefield:

"Master Wuming, it turns out that Buddhism is profound..."

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Chapter completed!