(Sweat, I fell asleep after writing until 9 o'clock in the morning. Now I woke up and found that the publishing failed. I was drunk. Please forgive me. I will continue to write today's two updates and publish them together.)
Daming Temple in the western suburbs of Yangzhou City.
A thousand-year-old temple stands in the cold wind, with its bells ringing in the distance and the sound of its economy turning.
In the back hall of Daming Temple, a quiet Zen temple.
An old monk in gray robe sat cross-legged on a futon, with his long eyebrows on the ground, and the thickly patinated red sandalwood fish in front of him sang without knocking.
Abruptly, a crystal-clear knife tip pierced out of nothingness. The sound of wooden fish stopped suddenly, the sound of economics was cut off, and the cold wind stopped. Everything seemed to be stagnant. Only the tip of the knife was moving along the years.
The veins were approaching inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the spot three inches in front of his eyebrows.
The gray-robed old monk raised his eyebrows. He remained motionless, and slowly raised one hand to the sound of millions of prayers. Even if the years were frozen, he could not stop his figure. As he raised his hand, it seemed like a flower.
The dark golden Buddha lotus is crystal clear, suddenly from blooming to closing, from birth to death, with luck running through it.
Ding!
The tip of the knife fell into his palm, and millions of sparks burst out in an instant, extremely brilliant. Each spark seemed to illuminate a figure, which was the appearance of all living beings walking in the rolling red dust.
Eight levels of innate thunder sea.
As Su Qinian took out his sword, the ten-foot-long golden body of King Ming showed a solemn look for the first time. At this moment, the three crazy Taoists and the Buddha of Six Paths took action at the same time, and the two quasi-holy realms descended, whether it was "Xuanwu
The Great Nine Styles" or the "Six Paths of Reincarnation Palm" are rare treasures of destiny in the world. Under the urging of the two four-turn quasi-holy realms, their killing power is astonishing, enough to destroy mountains and rivers and shake the nine heavens.
As for Su Qinian, he followed the path opened by the life-saving knife and took one step forward. Along the sacred road, with the fragments of time flying, he crossed a state in almost one step and reached the west of Yangzhou City.
In the suburbs, in the Daming Temple, a thousand-year-old temple that has always been in the world.
The gray-robed old monk raised his head and saw Su Qinian who was ten feet away in front of him. He muttered: "I made a mistake. I didn't expect this sword technique to reappear in the vast sea of people and the rolling dust. I was careless."
"However," the old monk in gray robe suddenly smiled. He had long eyebrows like snow. Although his body was dyed with auspicious Buddha light, there was a different kind of ferociousness in Su Qinian's eyes. "It's a pity that your sword
The Dharma has not yet been fully completed, and even if it can cut off the destiny, I have practiced it for thousands of years, how can you imagine it!"
boom!
In an instant, a terrifying majestic aura rose up from the old monk's body, like a dormant ancient god suddenly resurrected. The clouds in the nine heavens shattered, and the stars suddenly appeared. This majestic aura almost surpassed the four realms in an instant.
The state of transformation.
Fifth-turn quasi-sage!
Su Qinian's eyes changed slightly. The thousands of years of cultivation of this master of the Buddha family were indeed earth-shattering, comparable to that of the contemporary Emperor of the Han Dynasty. Moreover, he mastered the way of luck, which is a rare forbidden way even in the vast starry sky.
, and those who can ascend the destiny and become quasi-sages, at least they have been forbidden saints. In this way, this master of the Buddha family, even among the fifth-turn quasi-sages, is afraid that there are few enemies, but I don’t know what it is.
Self-realize destiny, or inherit destiny.
Click!
The earth cracked, and as the master of the Buddha clan recovered his energy, the entire Daming Temple collapsed instantly. Large cracks spread out, rocks penetrated the air, and terrifying large cracks appeared in the void. The astonishing devouring power was transmitted, pulling in all directions.
The storm plunged the entire Baili Yangzhou City into chaos.
"How brave!"
As a majestic voice sounded, the cracks in the void were smoothed away, the open cracks in the ground stopped, the wind and clouds solidified, and a bright yellow dragon robe appeared in the collapsed Daming Temple, in front of Su Qinian and the other two.
"It's you!"
The masters of the Buddha clan had a look of deep fear in their eyes. This was the contemporary emperor of the Han Dynasty. Looking at the entire five human kingdoms, he was vaguely known as the best master in the world.
The contemporary emperor of the Han Dynasty seems to have a vast heaven, and his eyes have always been peaceful and majestic, but today they are also very sharp and energetic, with murderous intent revealed, locking the old monk.
But soon, the old monk smiled. He glanced at Su Qinian, then at the contemporary Emperor of the Han Dynasty, and said: "It turns out that you all have planned it for a long time, but it is a pity that if Lao Monk triggers it, the fate of hundreds of millions of Buddhist believers will be shattered.
I don’t know if the two of you can stop this chaos sweeping the entire human race.”
"Old bald donkey can give it a try."
Su Qinian said calmly, eighteen rays of sword light flashed around his body, and together with the life-saving knife in his hand, they were all submerged in the true dragon armor.
An unspeakable energy revived, and there was the sound of a rushing river. It was the shadow of a majestic long river, rising and rising slowly behind Su Qinian, revealing a majestic aura that suppressed the heavens and penetrated the past, present and future.
The true dragon armor also reappeared from the void to reality at this time. The crystal armor was sacred and flawless, lingering with countless fragments of time. Su Qinian's eyes were bright, his energy was soaring, and he reached an astonishing state in an instant.
Um?
The old monk raised his eyebrows, showing a bit of concentration, and glanced at the young man. At this time, he clearly felt that this young man's energy was so powerful that he was no longer under the ordinary third-turn quasi-sage. It was hard to imagine that a
A junior who is still on the road to the tenth level of soul, but is still young, can actually reach such a situation with the help of the treasure of luck, especially the sword technique, which is based on time and light, and combines the ordinary soul and the quasi-sage.
The huge gap in martial arts understanding between them was forcibly smoothed out. As a descendant of the Buddha family, he understood the taboos of destiny. Even though the young man evoked the shadow of the long river of time and space and distorted all perceptions of destiny, he still vaguely noticed a trace of it.
Strange.
retreat!
Without any hesitation, this master of the Buddha clan took one step forward, growing lotuses with each step, and was about to leave without any hesitation in fighting.
Wow!
In the void, four black and yellow chains appeared in an instant, crystal clear like jade, and locked his limbs at once.
It was a bright yellow array disk, about the size of a palm. It was floating above his head, slowly rotating, and exuding a mighty aura that sealed the source.
Clang! Clang!
The old monk's expression suddenly changed, he broke the black and yellow chains, and thousands of sparks flew out, burning through the void and sinking into the white hole world.
Su Qinian raised his eyebrows. This master of the Buddha clan is really terrifying. Even with the power of the trapped dragon array, he could not completely lock his original power. He could only lock 70% of his original power, and the remaining power was still enough to crush the ordinary four-level power.
Quasi-sage.
The trapped dragon array shook, and as it struggled, there was a faint sign of breaking the array.
Groan!
At this moment, the contemporary Emperor of the Han Dynasty took action.
The Chixiao Sword chants like a dragon, with a crystal-clear red gold sword tip. Accompanied by the sword's intention to change the destiny of heaven, it carries the thoughts of the people. The law of the red sun flows, and a huge power of the quasi-holy world comes, which may not be as powerful as the sword.
The Sixth Transformation Quasi-Saint Realm of the Sansheng Sect is also far superior to the Wudang Quasi-Saint Realm.
The old monk's eyes became more solemn than ever before, and Su Qinian also took action at the same time.
He turned his palm into a sword, opened his eyes, and stepped on the sacred road paved with fragments of time. The road of time followed a tributary of destiny and broke into the dead starry sky.
It was a destiny star that was far larger than the original Huang Changkong, the ancestor of the Huang family. It was colorful and colorful, surrounded by dense Buddha light. It had a peaceful aura and was so vast that you could hear the singing of hundreds of millions of Buddhists, originating from thousands of threads and even
Billions of countless fortunes gather together, which originate from the fortunes of hundreds of millions of Buddhist believers.
Clang!
Su Qinian turned his palm into a sword, the sword flickered with light, infinite light bloomed, and the fragments of time solidified everything.
At this moment, he had a glimpse of half a breath of the future, understood many changes, and moved forward along the destiny track seen by the origin of time.
puff!
In an instant, the fate of hundreds of millions of Buddhist believers was cut off in one fell swoop. Su Qinian's sword was inexhaustible, the meaning of the sword was ethereal, and the light of the sword was colorful, just like seeing the magnificence of the long river of destiny, heading towards the huge destiny belonging to the masters of the Buddha family.
The star falls.
"You dare!"
In an instant, from the huge life star, colorful light bloomed, and a terrifying breath of law revived. A majestic Buddha shadow with brilliant golden light appeared on the life star, breaking away from the power of stopping time and even reversing time, with a palm.
It was as if it shrouded all changes in luck, like a sky vault collapsed, suppressing Su Qinian.
But he saw that the light of Su Qinian's sword changed thousands and tens of thousands of times in a blink of an eye. For him, half a breath of time in the future was enough to create infinite variables.
clang!
With a loud noise, accompanied by golden Buddha blood splashing, Su Qinian's sword fell, following an undetectable gap, and cut off half of the little finger of the Buddha's shadow.
Above the destiny star.
In Daming Temple.
The master of the Buddha clan who was able to transform the Golden Lotus of Luck into his palm and strike the Red Sky Sword instantly showed a look of horror. His figure was shaken. The reincarnation method belonging to his lineage of Buddhism, and even the Buddha's Qi Luck Martial Arts, actually found a flaw with one sword.
, at this moment, as Su Qinian slashed at the Life Star, it was difficult for the old monk to remain calm. The Life Star is the root of the path to transcendence, the root of martial arts, and the source of practice. Once the Life Star is damaged, it will be knocked down.
The place of destiny.
The Fate Star is the condensation of the laws of the Destiny Quasi-Saint's body, which contains Destiny's transcendent martial arts heart. It can be said to be the source of power for a Quasi-Saint.
In an instant, the old monk's Tianming Yuan Shen was shaken, and pale golden reverse blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The golden lotus of luck rotating between his fingers also appeared stagnant. With a pop, the sword light penetrated through, and the old monk staggered backwards, with his shoulders
Stained with blood, it was suddenly pierced by the sword of the contemporary Emperor of the Han Dynasty, and the golden body of the Buddha was broken.
Buzz!
Not daring to have any more reservations, the old monk of the Buddha clan immediately offered up a bronze Buddha lamp. It was like a Buddhist lamp made of ancient bronze, covered with green patina. But at this time, as the old monk urged it, it revived instantly.
A little crystal flame ignited, golden as jade, and the flames outside were as colorful as a ten-color divine ring.
The Buddhist lantern shone on the edge of the chaotic void, and Su Qinian's sword left a huge mark on the life star. He wanted to strike again, but suddenly he felt alert and had a glimpse of the future. (Khan, I fell asleep at nine o'clock in the morning after writing this.
Okay, now I woke up and found that the release failed. I was drunk. Please forgive me. I will continue to write two updates today and post them together.)