Zhu Chungang's ninth heavenly tribulation is as thick as a bucket, Yu Qiuyang's heavenly thunder turned into a long dragon, and the ninth heavenly tribulation that Xiang Que faced was not much smaller. The heavenly thunder fell from the sky and fell straight into the body, and it was immediately transmitted from his body.
There was a roar.
"I'm not willing..."
Xiang Que was silent and seemed to have died under Wang Kunlun's wooden sword.
Before the heavenly tribulation came, Qi Changqing pulled Wang Kunlun and quickly retreated and fell to the distance. The sky thunder struck the crouching back, and countless black silk spread out from him. Dizang's evil thoughts were completely destroyed under the heavenly thunder.
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"boom······"
After a continuous loud noise, the top of the Xishan Mountain seemed to be disrupted instantly, and the entire mountain was razed to the ground. Looking around, the mountain was messy and messy, and the earth and stones on the thirteen graves were destroyed and flew everywhere.
The feet of several people trembled continuously, and the echoes after the thunder tribulation echoed among several peaks.
After waiting for a long time, the remaining power of the heavenly tribulation gradually dissipated. Wang Kunlun, Wang Xuanzhen and Cao Shanjun quickly ran towards the top of the west mountain before the dust had dissipated. Qi Changqing looked at the soul lamp of the life-soul that had been extinguished in his hand and said in silence.
: "No, don't go there..."
The three of them seemed to have not heard Qi Changqing's words. After rushing to the top of the mountain, they searched everywhere in panic. A pit with a depth of more than one meter and a diameter of more than four or five meters appeared in the middle of the mountain. There was Xiangque in the eighth heaven.
After the catastrophe was bombarded to the ground, the place where the ninth heavenly catastrophe had arrived was no longer there, only countless gravels and snowflakes falling.
"Pu" Wang Kunlun sat on the ground in a daze, and the wooden sword tightly held in his hand was thrown out by him: "I killed my brother?"
"Where are people? Where are people? Even if they die, where are people? Where are the corpses? There is not even a little bit of scum left? Impossible, this is impossible." Wang Xuanzhen moved back and forth on the top of the mountain in a mess, his eyes red again and again
Searching for the top of the mountain once again.
Cao Shanjun clasped his hands together and read the Dharma quotation, and simply sat cross-legged on the ground, reciting the scriptures.
Although Xiang Que had too many signs of arranging the funeral, they had already had the worst expectation of the outcome, but when they had to face this cruel fact, they still couldn't accept the news that Xiang Que had died.
The result is one thing, but facing it is another state of mind. The separation of life and death is the most unacceptable suffering in life.
"Tread, step, step" Qi Changqing took heavy steps and sighed long.
Wang Xuanzhen frowned and said, "Senior Brother, even if the person dies, the body can be kept, right?"
Qi Changqing said silently: "If you can't stand the ninth thunder, you will naturally be wiped out."
"Where is the bone scum? Where is the clothes? Nothing left?"
Qi Changqing shook his head silently again and stopped talking.
Cao Shanjun opened his eyes and looked at the soul lamp in his hand. Wang Xuan's eyes really fell on it. The two people who knew this bronze ancient lamp had a "splied" in their hearts, and the light was gone!
The top of the Xishan Mountain was desolate and sad, and the four of them stood there silently.
Xiang Que has made countless enemies in his life, and only made a few friends. Anyone who can be handed over by him, it would be too simple to describe it as a close friend. Wang Kunlun, Wang Xuanzhen or Cao Shanjun and others, Xiang Que only needs to say something, brother
How about blocking a knife for me? There is absolutely no one of these three people who will be vague. Xiang Que said he would not frown when he wanted to block a knife. Even if he died because of this, they would not complain to Xiang Que in the underworld, because
Xiang Que had been working hard for them several times before.
"Senior brother, can't you expose Xiang Que's life and death?" Wang Kunlun suddenly turned around and said.
"Before Xiang Que faced the old tomb of Xishan, we had studied his victory and defeat this time when my master and uncle left." Qi Changqing stroked the soul lamp in his hand and said with a vicissitudes of life: "The chances of victory are less than 50%.
I can't see any result. His numerology is blinded by the secrets of heaven, and none of us can forcibly calculate his life and death. Everything can only be determined by destiny."
Xiang Que faced the old tomb of Xishan, not only did he feel unsure, but also the Gujing Temple was also very uncertain. If Xiang Que could easily walk over, Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang would not pave the way for him again before leaving.
Only when they are extremely unable to see the future clearly can the two of them not take action frequently. From this point of view, it can be seen that Qi Changqing, Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang have always been beating the drums.
After all, this is a wisp of inner demon that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva forced to extract. You can use the equation to calculate it and you can judge what level of character that Ksitigarbha is. Even if his inner demon is not as good as him, he is still a very strong character.
It's right.
"Although I die... Although I die, I am still glorious." Qi Changqing suddenly put the soul lamp in his hand on the ground and said softly: "Then let's build a grave for him."
"Okay, let's do it yourself." Wang Kunlun then threw the long sword in his hand into the soil.
"Lack, parents......" Wang Xuanzhen asked hesitantly.
Qi Changqing frowned: "Let's leave it there first. If you can, you can. When the old man is old, he can't tell them some things for the time being. Also, it's a matter of time before I can't tell you about it. Also, it's a matter of time for me to be in harmony with the Tao. I won't talk about my life and death if I'm not sure. I'll leave.
In the future, you need to take care of Gujing Temple. Also, Chen Xia doesn’t have to worry too much. The most important thing is the child’s place, which is more troublesome.”
Wang Kunlun suddenly said: "I'm going to go"
On the third day after Wang Kunlun said this, he rushed from Xishan to Qufu, and changed from a generation of killing god to a male nanny, and kept protecting him.
Although Xiang Que's death may be due to the heavenly tribulation or the evil thoughts of Ksitigarbha, Wang Kunlun could never forget it. He inserted the wooden sword into Xiang Que's heart with his own hands. After the sword was gone, he directly noticed that Xiang Que would come to his mind.
He was so angry that he died with one sword. He always deliberately avoided the first two reasons and blamed Xiang Que's death on himself. He had not come out of this shadow for a long time, and gradually this new era
The God of Killing became a little devastated. After that, he never fought with anyone again. He took off his strength and then put all his hopes on the child and carefully cared for her growth.
But no one expected that Wang Kunlun's mind had undergone some bizarre change in such a huge change. He had a state of becoming a demon with one thought and becoming a Buddha with one thought, moving from a killing god to a civilian, from a murderous aura to a sky
When I arrived at Gujing Bubo, I felt unexpected transformation in a subtle way.
A new earth-covered grave stands on the top of Xishan Mountain. The thirteen lonely graves that once occupied the West Mountain for unknown years have disappeared from now on. This new grave looks desolate and dull, just an ordinary earth bundle,
A cut tree trunk was erected to make a tombstone. There was no gorgeous language engraved on the wooden board, and only a line of words were written in just a few simple strokes.
"A disciple of Gujingguan, Xiang Que's tomb"
A new grave is rising, and an old person is leaving!
The four of them looked at the grave silently for a long time. Suddenly, in the woods not far behind them, a large eagle suddenly flapped its wings and flew into the sky, then flew towards the southeast, and instantly turned into
A black dot then disappears.
"Swish" Cao Shanjun was shocked and stared at Hai Dongqing's departure in a daze. Qi Changqing also forgot to go over suspiciously and frowned.
After a long time, a "dream" sounded.
Cao Shanjun's face changed from the initial sadness to surprise and confusion, and there was also inexplicable joy: "The eagle... is Xiang Que's natal spiritual pet. He is dead, Haidong
Why is Qing still there?"
Wang Xuanzhen asked: "What kind of carving, what kind of spiritual pet is born?"
Cao Sanjun suddenly danced and said incoherently: "There is a big white-clothed Bodhisattva in our Tibetan area. The Bodhisattva raises a ferret, which is her natal spiritual pet... Later, after Xiang Que learned about this incident
I have been thinking about getting this secret technique from the great Bodhisattva.”
Wang Kunlun quickly interrupted him: "Have you obtained it?"
"I've got it, I'll give it to him personally." Cao Shanjun looked at the top of the mountain suspiciously and said confusedly: "What's wrong, the natal spiritual pet and Xiang Que are already connected. If a person dies, there is no way for this bird to do.
He is alive, but he is like this, where is Xiang Que now?"
Even Qi Changqing was a little confused now. He couldn't figure out this bizarre scene and could not give a perfect explanation. The spiritual pet in his life was still there, which means that Xiang Quren must not die, at least his soul is still there, but he
There was no figure of him on the top of the West Mountain. After the thunder came down that day, it almost knocked the place to pieces.
Wang Xuanzhen asked: "Is it possible that he opened the passage to the underworld and hid in it? Or, let's go?"
Qi Changqing and Cao Shanjun shook their heads directly and said, "It is impossible. There was no fluctuation in the underworld at that time, and even if he escaped to the underworld, he could not escape that heavenly disaster. He had to bear it..."
Great sorrow and joy!
The four of them were struggling back and forth in just a short moment, and their hearts were pounding.
At this time, no one could understand how to explain this scene. Whether Xiang Que died or not became a puzzle that could not be solved for the time being.
Therefore, several people tried hard to think about his life and death problem in their hearts. Perhaps Xiang Que is still alive, but he doesn't know where he is. Maybe one day, Xiang Que will appear again, or he may never show up.
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Think about everything in a good direction, I hope people will last forever!
The sea east green flaps its wings and flies to the southeast. Its speed reaches its extreme instantly. It spans more than a thousand kilometers and finally flies to Shanghai. It gallops along the Huangpu River and lands outside the top room on the Jinmao Hyatt Hotel. Two
He clasped his claws on the window ridge and looked into the room with a very humane look through the huge floor-to-ceiling window.