Xiangxiu went up the mountain very quickly. Although she didn't fly in the air or walk with a sword, every time she touched the ground with her toes, she jumped up high. In the next moment, she had already passed at least a few dozen meters, with several ups and downs.
Only the taillights are left in between.
At this speed, it is definitely not like going on a pilgrimage, but more like looking for trouble.
Xiang Que saw that the senior sister was always holding the fairy sword on her waist with one hand while going up the mountain.
"This person is really ungrateful. The way he went to Daxu Mountain was so blasphemous. Even if you don't believe in me, Buddha, you must at least maintain some respect, right?" The old venerable frowned and couldn't help scolding.
Xiang Que glanced at him and said nothing.
Xiang Xiu was in such a hurry, Xiang Que felt that this was definitely not a good thing. Although this senior sister had always behaved calmly and tepidly in Shushan, it definitely did not mean that she was a temperless person.
Can a person who is nothing can reach the rank of a true disciple of Shushan?
"Let's go up the mountain quickly. If you think about it faster, I definitely don't have to worship the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas in the Mingwang Palace, right? After all, in your heart, I think my status should be higher than theirs.
It’s from the previous section, right?”
When the old venerable thought about it, it seemed that this was really the truth. This man was the founder of Mahayana Buddhism. To a certain extent, his status might be comparable to that of Tathagata Buddha. So if he went to the Mingwang Hall, he would naturally
There is no need to maintain any reverence.
You didn't use an eight-carriage sedan to pick up people, so we don't care anymore. It doesn't matter if you go faster, right?
"What the Buddha said is absolutely true..."
Xiang Que said "hmm", put his hands behind his back and pushed his feet on the ground, and he rushed towards the top of the mountain with a "swish", followed closely by the old venerable.
Xiang Que wanted to see what this senior sister was doing, why she looked like she was looking for trouble.
Just as Xiang Que was thinking about it, suddenly, without any warning, a sword light soaring into the sky flashed directly in front of him in the clouds and mist.
The sword light was extremely powerful, as if it cut through the clouds in an instant, and then slashed towards the top of the mountain unstoppably.
Then, there was a brief silence.
But just a few breaths later, a deafening sound came from the clouds and mist, and countless pieces of gravel fell from the sky as if it were raining.
When the believers at the foot of the mountain saw this, they were all shocked and hurriedly fell to the ground and kowtowed.
Xiang Que said in surprise: "Have you really started doing it?"
"Shu Mountain, Yuxu Sword..."
Xiang Xiu's voice came down at this time, and following her voice, sword shadows appeared above the clouds. Then these sword shadows were superimposed together and transformed into the shadow of Yuxu Peak, heading towards the top of the mountain again.
Fall.
The old venerable frowned and said, "Is this woman crazy? She actually wants to shake the entire Mingwang Palace by herself?"
Xiang Que felt that he didn't expect the world's temper to be so hot.
Is this who poked her hornet's nest?
"Amitabha!" A powerful dharma trumpet resounded in the mountain, and then a golden light suddenly appeared, and the sound of the Buddha lingered. The sound was so loud that Xiang Que couldn't help but bow down and worship, and his shoulders were almost bent.
At the same time, it seemed that the entire Daxu Mountain trembled in an instant.
Sure enough, Xiangxiu and Mingwangdian were in trouble.
Xiang Que couldn't help but frown, why would this woman be so crazy to challenge the entire Daxu Mountain alone?
Xiang Xiu kept a straight face and said nothing. She just floated in front of the Mingwang Palace, and then slashed at her with one sword after another. Her sword energy was extremely powerful, like a big wave, rushing endlessly, and it seemed that there was no movement at all.
Know what exhaustion is.
Under the clouds and mist at the top of the mountain, stands a magnificent hall, which is golden in color. There are statues of various mythical beasts around the roof, and there are also numerous Arhats.
The scale of this temple does not seem to be large. Compared with Lingshan, it is simply not on the same level. It is not even comparable to a corner of Lingshan, and it can even be said to be shabby.
Although Mingwang Palace is not popular, its strength is quite extraordinary.
Under the chant just now, no monk showed up to withstand Xiangxiu's attacks one after another. This is enough to illustrate the strength of Mingwang Palace.
You must know that Shushan True Disciples are all saints and great saints. Xiangxiu has become a great saint many years ago. Even her round of bombardment did not blast out the people in Mingwang Palace. This place is definitely
Very powerful.
"Donor, are you going too far? You actually came to Daxu Mountain and beheaded my Mingwang Palace..."
In the hall, after a round of sword light, someone suddenly spoke. Then a middle-aged monk wearing a cassock and half of his arms slowly rose from the hall. Behind him were four Vajra Arhats, all of whom looked at each other angrily.
Look good.
This formation looks very domineering and full of intimidation at first glance.
Xiang Que sighed in his heart, just say that this situation makes him very embarrassed, why is this woman so stupid to dance the entire Mingwang Palace alone? If you are in trouble, should I go up or down?
Why not?
Xiang Que's feelings for Shushan are actually different from those of Jiuhua Xianmen. The former is here to take refuge, while the latter is to learn arts. In terms of identification, Jiuhua Xianmen has more feelings. After all, Elder Qitian regards him as
The person who leads the way in alchemy is very conscientious and responsible.
But he seemed to have no sense of identity in Shushan and no one he was particularly close to.
Little Raccoon and Feng Xiaosu were quite familiar with him, but the time they had known each other was still relatively short, and they did not share the same hardships.
In front of Xiang Xiu, there was a sword spirit floating in the air, making a trembling "buzzing" sound.
She raised her eyebrows and said in a cold tone: "Kill my Shushan disciple, I don't care what mountain or palace you are in, either you hand over the murderer, or I force him out!"
Xiang Que was stunned for a moment, what a coincidence, in this small world, he not only met the old venerable first, but now he met Xiang Xiu, and there were other Shushan disciples?
He was so unlucky that he was sent directly to a small wild world. In addition to monsters and beasts, he was a cyclops. If he hadn't happened to be recognized by the female one-eyed king, he might have had to be a primitive in that small world.
Woolen cloth.
The old venerable said: "Life and death have destiny, isn't this a normal thing... There is no need to pursue the cause and effect of the past. All major events in the world should be left to chance."
Xiang Que glanced at him again, and he pondered, if he showed up to side with Xiang Xiu later, what do you think the old venerable would have to choose?