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Chapter 112

Chapter 112 The hand of fate, the old man’s song

It was still the same old ox, with the same big mouth, and the same scarlet tongue. The old man sighed softly and slapped the ox's arm. Only a snap was heard, and the old ox screamed in pain, with tears in his eyes and sadness.

He glanced at the old man.

The old man smiled and scolded: "Sister, what are you looking at? There are so many beautiful women everywhere, what are you still doing?"

The old cow roared angrily, stamped its hooves, the bar shook, and the wooden floor was shattered into pieces by the shot. The old man's strength in pushing the cart was not, but the strength of the old cow was shown here.

Dust spread all over the sky, covering one person and one cow. In the yellow dust, only a pair of bull's eyes remained. When the frost fell and the ground was filled with frost, the old cow was roaring.

It is dust after all, it is frost after all. The old man said that your way is not perfect, so he found the "one" that escaped and found the weakness in the world of mortals.

As a result, the old cow showed off its power, its simple and violent roar, coupled with its arrogant and rough hooves, mixed with everything, creating an ultimate beauty.

The old cow is barking and the old man is sleeping.

A misty yellow field bloomed quietly, tinkling, clattering, scattered in the frosty sky, and the sky was filled with withered petals.

Turn into spring mud to protect flowers!

Mud covers everything. The old man's energy belongs to the earth attribute, and the earth attribute field blooms, burying the frosty sky and covering up the earth.

Zhong Nan looked at the gradually disappearing Shuangtian with a calm expression, because he knew that this move would not cause too much damage to the opponent, just because this old cow and this old man were very powerful people.

The old cow was angry, the old man smiled, the old cow was slapped by the old man, the old man was supported by the old cow, and the field blocked the attack. It looked so easy.

The old man smiled and said: "There is one more move. I'm looking forward to it. The first two moves are a bit poetic, but they are not strong enough and the path is not perfect. I don't know if your next move will make some progress. If not, today's game

That’s it. I’ll just use one move and understand today’s battle. Otherwise, I’ll have to leave with my tail between my legs when that old guy who fishes all day long comes over, which will be really unpleasant.”

That old fisherman!

Zhong Nan's calm face finally became a little shaken. There is only one person in the world who is good at fishing and has great martial arts. That person is in Xijing City, and may be around him.

No matter how awesome the old man is, he can only run away when he encounters fishermen, but now there are no fishermen, only peach blossom growers. Zhongnan smiled bitterly and said: "If the senior fisherman comes here, why should I be in such trouble?"

The old man's eyes flashed and he said: "Are you ready to get serious? I thought you would insist on fishing and come here. It's quite tiring to come all the way. Let's see if you can hold on."

Zhong Nan nodded and said: "I'll give it a try. If it doesn't work, just use someone to support you. Anyway, I haven't used that move for a long time. You deserve it."

The old man squinted his eyes, the old cow opened his eyes, one person and one cow became quiet, and finally merged into one, and a hazy and confused field enveloped them, making it difficult to see their faces clearly.

When the domain appeared, Zhong Nan found the time to attack and whispered: "Guofeng!"

Xijing City has national customs, and the earth brings spring!

Zhong Nan used a Chinese style move, and it seemed that the starry sky in the entire field had changed, withered peach blossoms bloomed, and a cool breeze blew, carrying a strong sense of spring.

The dead will be reborn, and the lost will come back. The previous Tao Yao and Jian Jia were simple attacks. Although the vitality control was meticulous, it lacked a sense of domineering.

Nowadays, the national style is so domineering that it is like a hurricane that is unimaginable in a small country, but it is full of vitality and vitality.

The old man sat on the old cow, with a flash of shock in his eyes. He was shocked by this move. Even Tao Yao and Jian Jia didn't have any strange expressions just now, because the method and power of the move were all expected.

But facing the huge national wind, the old man finally stopped letting the old scalper take action. He clasped his hands together in front of his chest and said solemnly: "It seems that I underestimated you."

Zhong Nan's face became even paler. When he performed the Chinese style move, his eyes lit up, glowing with vitality as the spring breeze blew by.

When the spring breeze envelopes and all things revive, the old man is naturally among them. His own domain is shattered inch by inch, unable to resist the slight erosion of the spring breeze. The gentler he is, the more powerful he is, and the more unbearable the attack force is.

The knife that kills is always gentle.

The old man took action, making seals with his hands and murmuring something in his mouth. An old and wild aura burst out from his body. The old cow under him was startled and moved around with its hooves. However, the old man on top of it sat as steady as a mountain, regardless of the wind and rain.

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"The silent Pluto, the desolate world, is intertwined into light and darkness. In a distant country, gods protect the territory, the earth cracks, and there are huge floods!"

"Guardian of Hades!"

The old man sighed softly, and had no choice but to use his powerful defense. When he took action, he looked very holy, and the wretched aura on his face no longer appeared, as if he had changed into a different person, becoming an eminent monk.

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The guardian of Hades was released, and the vitality moved slightly, but it was so powerful that it surrounded one person and one cow, forming a protective net.

Sizzling——

The national wind blew and hit the wicker by the lake. The wicker bent its body and then returned to its original shape. The same was true for the old man's barrier. Even if it was deformed by the national wind, it did not break. Compared with his own domain

But also be tough and strong.

When the national style finally disappeared, Zhong Nan showed a bitter smile, Wu Feng's clothes automatically returned to their original shape, and at the same time, his eyes became extremely sharp.

The guardian of the underworld dissipated, revealing the bodies of the old man and the old cow. The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead, waved his body that he thought was very young, and shouted: "It's amazing, I was allowed to use the art of Dao Yuan. The truth is

, who can force me into such a situation, I shouldn’t embarrass you, but it is a matter of loyalty to others. You have to be careful, I will only attack once, if you can get rid of it, I will turn around and leave immediately!"

On the contrary, when Zhong Nan heard about the promise of one move, he was not happy at all, but became even more solemn, because one move was the opponent's most powerful attack.

The old man rubbed his palms, and the bones crackled. The old cow shook his body, swaying, and became the same frequency as the old man. The floor was damaged to a disgrace, but the old cow still stood inquiringly.

Ouch!

The old cow roared suddenly, and the sound waves spread, like a musical version of the rhythm. The old man sang "Brother". The singing was very unpleasant, but when it stopped in my ears, I felt an urge to die.

The rhythm kept changing, and finally the resonance frequency was found, and then the air vibrated. This was a sign of resonance. The old man who found the frequency smiled slightly and said: "Be careful!"

"Moo!"

The old man suddenly heard a mantra, which is the six-character mantra of Buddhism. There are not many signs when he attacks. Once he strikes, it is the legendary powerful six-character mantra.

Using the supreme mystical power to move the energy of space far away, the human soul is controlled, as if in a Buddhist country. Zhongnan feels that the outside world has changed, and the peach blossoms all over the sky have withered, and are no longer what they used to be.

It is a lonely and empty mountain peak.

Zhong Nan was shocked. There was a lonely starry sky above his head, but there were cold mountain peaks all around him. What kind of world was this, and what kind of attack, just listening to the sound could pull people into this terrifying phantom.

The legend is indeed a legend, and it is not someone that ordinary geniuses can compete with. The old man spoke a powerful mantra and then sat on the old cow and hummed a song.

The song is melodious, with a sense of sadness. I don’t know what it is singing, but it is an ancient language, full of ancient sentiments.

The old man's singing resounded in the space and was well controlled within the realm. Zhongnan was momentarily lost in thought and had no idea where he was.

"Where is this?" Zhong Nan looked solemnly at the cold mountain peak. Suddenly, golden light flashed around him, and Bodhisattvas appeared one after another, sitting cross-legged on the mountain peak.

Their faces were expressionless, and their eyes were dead. They looked as if they were dead, without any trace of life. But he had no doubt that these people were alive, because they were one with the Great Dao and were filled with supreme brilliance.

Why do these enlightened people have no emotions, why do they always look at all living beings with extremely cold eyes, and have nothing to do with them when flowers bloom and fall?

Zhong Nan's face turned pale, and he became panicked for no reason, because here, he saw traces of the peach blossom's passing, and could even see the future.

The future of peach blossoms is to wither. This is what the Bodhisattvas show. It is the scene of the future. Zhongnan is unable to calm down. He wants to stabilize his mood, but unfortunately there is no possibility.

Because the indifference in the eyes of a Bodhisattva is completely different from the compassion that the world knows, it subverts a person's worldview, and in an extremely cold world, any emotion may be wirelessly amplified.

Zhong Nan closed his eyes in pain and kept telling himself that this was the environment and it couldn't be real, but the peach blossoms in his head kept flashing and were buried underground, losing their original peerless youth.

Roaring in pain, Zhong Nan lost his mind. He held his head and tried to get out. He tried many methods, but he was trapped in the illusion and could not get out.

The old man was sitting on the back of the cow, still singing ugly songs. But ugly songs can make people fall into it and wonder where the future will be.

"Although you are a genius, you have too little experience. It is a natural law that your peach blossoms will fall. Your pursuit of perfection will often ruin your own future. Young man, I admire you, if you can't jump out of the illusion I created.

If you come out, you will never have the chance to become enlightened."

Proof!

It is everyone’s dream, and it is a state that no proud person wants to achieve. So what is enlightenment? Is it to achieve the status of a saint, or to transcend the saint and reach a higher state?

Everyone has his own ideals and wants to be recognized by heaven and earth. This is the Tao, but how many people have died on the road to their ideals?

Can Zhongnan be freed?

He did not come out of the environment he created now, and what the old man sang was a song of destiny that was unpleasant but very real.


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