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Chapter 290: Overcoming death rather than overcoming life

The terrifying aura in the void exploded in an instant. The bright jade sword emerged from the yin and yang, intending life and death. One sword turned into ten thousand swords, and hundreds of thousands of sword energies intertwined like a sea. The divine power that destroyed the world poured out towards Taoist Mai.

The air between the two began to condense, and the overwhelming murderous aura began to permeate the air, getting thicker and thicker. It was as if Mingyu's sword had taken away all life, and the depression brought by death was suffocating.

Taoist priest Ma Yi sighed again and again. He glanced at the six-winged golden cicada on his fingertips, shook his head gently, and then softly recited the "Jie Yin Bao Gao".

I saw light blooming between heaven and earth, and a circle of black and yellow gold wheels of merit rose behind Taoist Taoist Master, hanging high in the sky, dazzling, and the brilliant power of heaven swept in all directions. At this moment, he seemed to be carrying out a solemn battle with the will of heaven.

Approval.

The power of heaven overwhelms the terrain, making it difficult for the sword to approach.

But this brilliant power cannot make Mingyu even have the slightest intention of retreating.

God, he has seen it.

Heavenly Dao, he has seen it too.

He has even seen the saints of heaven.

Today, I can't suppress him!

Mingyu's face was neither happy nor sad, and she said: "It seems that the person who wanted to kill me before was indeed my uncle."

Taoist Jieyin's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, Hunyuan's breath was stagnant, and his expression was extremely painful.

I really can’t bear this scapegoat!

At the moment when he was stunned, a vast sea of ​​murderous aura criss-crossed and filled the sky with golden light, and a ray of white light quietly passed through his heart.

This is the heart-killing sword!

Jie Yin's body was shaking violently, his breath was disordered, and the golden light of merit could not be sustained, almost to the point of collapse.

"cut!"

One-Style God-Slaying Sword.

Almost at the same time, black light suddenly appeared in the spiritual platform, the violent sword energy rushed across the white world, and the fierce and sinister billowing death energy annihilated a large space.

This series of incidents shocked Taoist Taoist Jie Yin and his expression changed again and again.

As he stroked his sleeves, the heaven and earth changed again. The lotus leaves connecting the sky were infinitely green, and the green lotuses were in full bloom. When the infinite lotus appeared, a relic appeared, and thousands of golden lights were hidden up and down, and white air hung in the air.

Zhongtian.

Facing the Taoist who was about to break out, Mingyu immediately sheathed his sword to stop the fight, dispersed the blessing of the tunnel, collected a drop of the saint's heart blood, and saluted Taoist Mai from afar.

"Thank you, uncle."

Thanks?

The Taoist was stunned, and then he realized what he was doing. His eyes fell on his fingertips. Only an empty shell was left of the six-winged golden cicada. Its soul and true spirit had long been extinguished by Mingyu's God-Slaying Sword.

Down.

“A small friendly gesture.”

Taoist Jieyin said in a muffled voice. There was a feeling of depression in his heart that could not be calmed down. The mighty magic power was boundless, but facing Mingyu who sheathed his sword at this moment, he had nowhere to vent.

"Thank you for the compliment, uncle." Mingyu accepted it calmly.

There was no words for a while, and the air was a little dull.

Mingyu looked at the empty relics, the golden light and white aura had not dissipated, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

He continued, "Mingyu was attacked and killed. I just took advantage of the tunnel and realized that the six-winged golden cicada had been instructed to hide in the void and follow me all the way. So he came to kill me with his sword, but he never expected to meet him here.

Uncle Master, Mingyu dares to ask, what is the purpose of Uncle Master coming here?"

After saying the last sentence, Mingyu's eyelids drooped slightly, covering up the sharpness in his eyes.

The Taoist receptionist looked miserable. He turned away from the overwhelming momentum, stared at the six-winged golden cicada at his fingertips, and sighed softly: "This cicada has a lot of Dharma meaning, and I have a master-disciple relationship. However, I think this cicada is in trouble

I was trapped in Lingxiao and it was difficult to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, so I thought about crossing him, but failed to think that everything would be in vain. Maybe this is also fate."

Hearing this, Mingyu restrained the sharpness in his eyes, turned to smile and said: "This six-winged golden cicada is murderous by nature, and has a very violent temper. It is the right thing to sink into the sea of ​​misery. I know that my uncle has the world in his heart and has great ambitions."

Compassion and great perseverance. He has traveled through the wilderness for thousands of years and saved countless people. However, for some people who are destined to live, it is better not to cross over while they are still alive."

"How do you interpret Mingyu's words?" the Taoist leader asked.

"There are many evildoers in the ancient world. If there is a fate among these people, my uncle will also cross over?" Mingyu asked in return.

Hueyin replied: "All living beings are equal, and everyone who has a destiny will survive."

"Then what should we do with the boundless karma and evil obstacles they have caused? If Uncle Master rescues them from the sea of ​​suffering, how will the people who were thrown into the sea of ​​suffering come out? Uncle Master's method of saving people can

Can you call it immeasurable?" Mingyu pressed forward step by step.

The Taoist was led to bow his head and meditate.

Seeing that the Taoist who was guiding him did not speak, Mingyu said again: "It's like the golden cicada in the hands of the master. The master had a fate with him and wanted to save him from the sea of ​​suffering, but he died in the hands of the master. Does that mean that he had a relationship with the master?"

Uncle’s destiny has not come yet, or in other words, he does not deserve to escape the sea of ​​suffering alive!”

Faced with Mingyu's angry rebuke, Taoist Master Jieyin sighed: "The Western Dharma can save countless people."

"The suffering of the common people should be overcome when it is time to overcome it. Those who have committed serious sins and have overwhelming karma, if my uncle really wants to overcome it, it is better to overcome death than life!" Mingyu replied coldly.

"To overcome death, not to escape life?" The Taoist leader lowered his head and pondered.

Seeing this, Mingyu nodded lightly: "Six wings should die, Jin Chan has a fate. If he dies, he will die, and fate will continue."

Want to overcome evil obstacles? No problem!

Kill him first, and all your boundless karma will be emptied. Maybe you can still get some merit. Jin Chan died, and his remains are here. If you can be resurrected, you will continue your fate.

If he deserves to die, let him die. If you have the ability to save him from death, that is your business and has nothing to do with me.

After hearing this, Taoist Jie Yin stared at the six-winged golden cicada with only an empty shell left on his fingertips, and gradually he had an answer in his mind.

"So, very good."

He just sat there solemnly, his body was as pure as glass, his mighty Dharma was upright and pure, his golden light illuminated the heavens, and his rolling music washed away the dirt.

Mingyu looked at the Taoist Mai Yi who had entered the Taoist realm in front of him, and felt relieved in his heart.

Although there was a cause and effect for him killing the Six-winged Golden Cicada, he was indeed the disciple who received his fate. If someone started to care about him behind his back, something big would happen.

This situation now is the best.

……………………

East.

A Taoist wears a jade crown on his head, holds Ruyi in his hand, and possesses the power of the heavens. He walks among the mortal world and cannot be seen by ants, because he only teaches the predestined Dharma and only accepts predestined people.

The Taoist walked to a mountain. The mountain is connected with nine directions. Ninety percent of the meaning is that it is the highest number in the sky. Looking again, there are thousands of trees in the mountain with peach blossoms in full bloom. It seems like a peach paradise in a fairyland.

A young Taoist priest suddenly felt something and came out of the mountain to greet him.

"Jiuchengshan Guangchengzi, my junior, pays my respects to my senior."

Yuanshi Tianzun saw this and nodded gently: "Are you willing to practice with me?"

Guangchengzi was overjoyed and said, "Meet the Master!"

…………

Among the mountains, two Taoists were walking side by side.

When Hongyun saw Zhen Yuanzi taking out a book, she couldn't help but poke her head over and saw what was written on it: "A mountain in the shape of a thorn, with many gold and jade on it, and many turquoise stones on the bottom..."

Yes, we are enriching the delicacies of mountains and seas again!

Hongyun directly skipped the large section of text and jumped to the last line. Sure enough, she saw that it read: "...there are many proverbial fish among them, their shape is like a mouth, and their beak is like a proverb. They eat without disease."

"Hey, Zhenyuan, are you really here to preach and recruit disciples?" Hongyun became suspicious of Zhenyuan's purpose.

After Zhen Yuanzi finished recording, he put the book away and said with a serious face: "That's natural."

"But what are you doing with these?"

Zhen Yuanzi replied: "My lineage of earth immortals is destined to regulate these boundless mountains and rivers. Pindao came here to explore and record some geographical scenery. Then I can safely arrange for disciples to come and guard this place!"

"You are so thoughtful." Hongyun rolled her eyes.

Zhenyuan stroked his beard and smiled and continued to move forward.

"After traveling for thirty thousand years, how is the progress?"

"It's not that simple. I have no clue now."

"Hey~~ As soon as possible, there is no long-term stability in this ancient land. The next great chaos will come no matter when..."


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