Chapter 1,036 The Twenty-Three Swords of Destruction of Heaven and Earth
"Who!? How dare you stop me!"
The angry shouts of the crying old man shook the world.
Shang Yi quietly made such a big noise in the void, and the crying old man naturally noticed it. However, Shang Yi's perception of space was high enough, and the unity of heaven and man and the use of divine feet to blend into the space made it impossible for him to sense the move.
Where exactly is that person?
In the inn, Qu Jiuniang, who was cursing, looked at the Buddha's light blooming in the void in shock, and thought to herself:
"Isn't this Xuanbei's aura? Could it be that the person who took action was Shang Yi!?
But how is it possible, how is it possible for him, a martial artist in the awakening stage who has a strong rapport between heaven and man, to achieve this level!?
Moreover, this kind of Zen spirit of sacrificing one’s life to feed an eagle has not been heard from which practice. Could it be that it was exchanged from the Six Paths of Reincarnation Space?”
Qu Jiuniang was horrified. It was really hard to understand how Shang Yi could achieve this level. Moreover, looking at the infinite Buddha light blooming, it looked like a real Buddha had taken action...
Xuanbei, on the other hand, was neither happy nor sad, and did not pay attention to the person who made the move, and focused solely on dealing with the crying old man.
Xuan Bei plucked the dark gold rosary beads and chanted sutras in a low voice. Waves of glazed light emitted from his hands, making most of the peak look like a Buddhist pure land.
The innocent souls came one after another, like a torrent of black water, screaming and disappearing on top of the glazed light from time to time, and from time to time tearing the glazed light into pieces.
Xuanbei was neither happy nor angry, unhurried, just looking at the crying old man, his voice seemed to echo in his heart:
"Do you know why I gave up the complete inheritance of magical skills and chose the 'Moko Demon Subduing Fist' that lacked important scriptures?"
The crying old man's eyes were focused, and he had no time to pay attention to the person in the dark. He raised his right palm and pushed with his left palm. The wind and sand suddenly fell like a dragon, and the ghosts of the victims became more invisible and qualityless, seeming to walk between yin and yang, making people feel
There is absolutely no way to resist it.
After Xuan Bei finished speaking, a bead on the Buddha beads he moved changed from dark gold to pitch black, and then he punched it out.
This fist seemed to fill the world, and the fist became transparent and pure, like glass, free from dust.
Golden light shrouded his body, illusory golden lotuses bloomed on the top of the mountain, and a hazy void appeared behind him.
In the void, ferocious evil ghosts and ghosts surrounded a golden lotus platform with peaceful expressions. On top of the lotus platform sat a Bodhisattva, with a face full of mercy and pity for the world. In his palm, there was a constantly flowing breath of life and death, like a black and white color.
The wheel treasure contains the great secrets of the heavens and the mysteries of life and death.
The Bodhisattva's face changed vaguely, and finally reached its peak with Xuan Bei's fist, revealing an appearance that was exactly the same as his, except that one was melancholy and heavy, and the other was compassionate and solemn!
The Bodhisattva opened his mouth, and the sound of clouds and thunder suddenly echoed in the void:
"After today, for hundreds of thousands of kalpas, there will be a world, all hells, and the three evil realms. All sentient beings are suffering from sins. I vow to rescue them from the hells and evil realms, as animals and hungry ghosts. The retribution of these sins and others will be fulfilled."
Buddha, then I will achieve enlightenment."
"Until hell is empty, I vow not to become a Buddha; only when all sentient beings are saved can I realize Bodhi."
There were bursts of Zen sounds, the Buddha's light was shining brightly, and the evil ghosts who came had lost their viciousness and malice, their faces became peaceful, and they disappeared into the air.
The wind and sand are stagnant, and at the foot of the mountain there are chants of Buddha's chants. Clumps of withered hay gradually turn green, the undercurrent is tinkling, and the breath of life is full.
Moko’s Demon-Conquering Fist, explore the cycle of life and death!
The crying old man was defeated by one move, and he raised his head and roared, his voice penetrated into the sky, piercing his body and soul, just like the ghost king suppressed in the depths of hell.
Black energy rose around him, as if hell had opened up and the ghosts were out of control.
Then, he turned the sky upside down with one palm and slapped it down from the head. The "Eighteen Beats of the Wrong Soul" is the "door of hell is closed"!
Xuanbei and the Bodhisattva behind him are still melancholy and compassionate, their fists are like holding seals, and they strike out again, Moko's demon-subduing fist "save all living beings"!
However, the crying old man in front of Xuan Bei seemed to be scattered and disappeared.
The crying old man was wary of the person who made the move secretly. He also saw that although Xuanbei was not as powerful as him, his "Moko Subduing Demon Fist" technique could restrain his own "Eighteen Beats of the Wrong Soul", so he thought of retreating.
"Want to run!?"
Xuan Bei and Shang Yi shouted at the same time.
Shang Yi's supernatural power stepped forward and appeared in front of the crying old man. He was dressed in black and looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. However, his aura was disguised by the treasure weapon "Xuanniao" on the ninth level of the outdoor scene.
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Xuan Bei quickly appeared behind the crying old man using "eight steps to catch the cicada".
The crying old man looked coldly, stared at Shang Yi and said:
"Who are you!?"
He didn't think that Shang Yi was really a young genius just because he looked young, he just thought that he was a strong man who had practiced the facial expression technique or disguised himself.
Shang Yi looked calm and said:
"The scattered people in the world are empty-headed!"
With that said, he held his right hand, and the treasure weapon "Xuanniao" was immediately summoned, turning into small blades and flying out, converging in Shang Yi's right hand and turning into a long black sword.
Suddenly, Huai Kong's aura rose again, making the crying old man's face become more and more gloomy.
Xuan Bei also looked at the person in front of him in shock. He had seen Shang Yi in the inn, and even sensed Shang Yi's true strength. He was just a young warrior who had developed an understanding of the relationship between heaven and humans.
But the young man in the inn is completely different from the young man holding the black sword now.
"Woo~wu~wu~"
The sinister wind howled, and the crying old man suddenly took action, with the intention of retreating, using the "Eighteen Beats of the Wrongful Soul" one after another, extracting endless vitality to repel Huai Kong and Xuan Bei.
This time Shang Yi did not cast the curse of sacrifice, but waved the long sword in his hand, and each move was like an antelope hanging its horns, with clairvoyance, celestial ears, and his mind. With the blessing of the precious weapon "Xuanniao", Shang Yi was able to
He can easily discern the movements, weaknesses and thoughts of the crying old man, and every attack hits the most painful part of the crying old man.
Xuan Bei used the Moko Demon Subduing Fist to change life and death, suppress the Crying Old Man's "Eighteen Beats of Wrongful Souls", and transform the Crying Old Man's ghost aura, making the Crying Old Man unable to use his strength, and even showing signs of weakening.
The crying old man knew that this was not the solution, so he kept fighting and retreating, heading towards the depths of the vast sea.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Shang Yi and the crying old man used magic feet and eight steps to chase cicadas respectively. At the same time, in order not to hurt innocent people, they moved the battlefield to the uninhabited desert.
"Humph, damn Bald Donkey! Xuanbei, do you know that the news of your appearance here in Liushaji was leaked to me by the Shaolin thief Tudu!"
"Huaikong! Jianghu Sanren, after I escape this time, I will destroy your whole family!"
The crying old man who was at a disadvantage shouted angrily. At the same time, he also wanted to use this to ruin the mood of the two people and find a way to break the situation.
The purpose of the crying old man was achieved. Shang Yi looked cold and unaffected, while Xuan Bei's expression changed. He didn't expect that when he met the crying old man when he came out this time, someone in the temple actually leaked his whereabouts!
What on earth does that person want to do in the Shaolin Temple? What is going on in the Shaolin Temple!?
After all, Xuanbei has been protected by Shaolin for many years, and he still has some feelings for Shaolin in his heart.
Therefore, his mood fluctuated, and the crying old man caught the slightest flaw.
"Howl of ghosts and gods!"
The crying old man clapped out his hands with sinister energy, and hit Xuan Bei's chest with both palms.
Fortunately, Xuan Bei's reaction was not slow either. He gathered his nerves and forcibly twisted his body shape. At the same time, he protected his chest with both hands, causing the crying old man to hit his left shoulder with one palm and his left arm with the other.
The idea in Xuanbei's mind was very simple. He would suffer injuries to his left shoulder and left arm in exchange for injuries that seriously injured the crying old man.
Suddenly, at this moment, the world stopped.
Shang Yi, who was beside Xuan Bei, integrated the destructive power condensed in his body into the long sword. The sword's intent of destroying heaven and earth enveloped the world, and its unparalleled sharpness was aimed at the crying old man in front of him.
The crying old man suddenly changed his expression. Although this sword did not mobilize much vitality of heaven and earth, the destructive sword intent in it made his mind constantly warn, as if he had encountered the most terrifying threat in his life, just like when he faced Su Wuming.
Like a sword.
"When~~~"
The sword intent that destroyed the heaven and earth enveloped the heaven and earth, and a bell also sounded between the heaven and the earth. At this moment, the crying old man and Xuan Bei felt that the heaven, earth, time and space here had stopped.
"Zi Zi Xin Clock!"
Tower town space, clock town time!
Shang Yi is the reincarnation of Buddha, the King of Freedom, who masters the way of time. How could he not know how to use time!
The swaying trees that had regained life in the mountain peaks, the falling leaves, and the dust blown by the wind all stood still there when Shang Yi waved his sword and the bell rang.
This sword, which was a fusion of Holy Spirit swordsmanship, the way of destruction, and the way of time, easily penetrated the crying old man's eyebrows.
There was a look of fear and unwillingness in the eyes of the crying old man. Ten years ago, he provoked Su Wuming and was seriously injured by a sword and was on the verge of death. He recuperated for ten years. Ten years later, he returned to the world and wanted to dominate the vast sea and get rid of the enemy's hidden dangers, but he encountered another enemy.
The mysterious and unpredictable Huai Kong was unable to resist under the power of time. He could only watch helplessly as the heaven-destroying sword pierced his eyebrows, and the endless destructive power instantly destroyed everything in his body.
Xuan Bei only saw Huai Kong swinging a sword. The sword was not very fast, but the time between heaven and earth was stopped, and everything could not move. Then the sword pierced the crying old man's eyebrows. The next moment, time again
As time went by, the body of the crying old man disappeared between heaven and earth along with the wind and sand!
The hands of the crying old man patting his left shoulder and left arm were scattered by the wind.
"Amitabha! Thank you so much, Young Master Huai Kong, for your help!"
Seeing the crying old man, the enemy who had made him lose all his relatives and had to hide in the Shaolin Temple, being killed, the hatred in Xuanbei's heart dissipated at this moment, leaving only the longing for his relatives and gratitude to Shang Yi.
"Plop~~~"
But Shang Yi sat down in front of the crying old man and said breathlessly:
"Huh, master, there is no need to thank me. Old Man Cry's methods are too cruel and ruthless to kill without any calculation. He also wants to kill all the innocent people here during the fight, so that everyone can be punished!"
Xuan Bei looked in surprise at the young man in front of him whose aura suddenly dropped to the awakening stage, and he suddenly realized in his heart that when Shang Yi took action just now, he should have used external force to have the power of the Nine Heavens in the exterior scene.
Seeing the black long sword exuding a powerful aura next to Shang Yi, he immediately understood the reason why it was this top-notch weapon.
"Young Hero Huai Kong is so humble. Being able to leapfrog his level and use treasured weapons to kill the crying old man at the top of the outdoor scene will inevitably cost him a lot. And the crying old man came here for the poor monk, how can he not remember this kindness!
I will remember the kindness of the young hero in my heart, and I will do my best if I need it in the future!"
As he spoke, he took out a bottle of "Xiao Huan Dan" from his arms and handed it to Shang Yi.
Shang Yi was not polite, he opened it and ate one, then regained his vitality at the side.
At the same time, the black long sword beside him once again dispersed into small blades, quickly gathered and changed, and turned into a baby-sized black bird flying around Shang Yi.
Xuanbei could sense that the power of the nearby heaven and earth was attracted by this black bird. Part of it was integrated into the black bird's body, and part of it poured into Shang Yi's body, helping Shang Yi restore his true energy and make up for it.
The deficit of using that sword.
"Mediating creation, it is both a living being and a weapon, and it is even connected by blood. No wonder it can transcend levels and use treasure weapons, and can even perform a blow that is close to the Dharmakaya!"
Xuan Bei was shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that the treasured weapon in Shang Yi's hands was so magical. It definitely had the potential to be promoted to a divine weapon or even a peerless divine weapon.
If he hadn't just avenged his revenge and his mood improved, and Shang Yi was the benefactor who helped him kill his enemy, he might have become greedy and snatched Shang Yi's treasure.
Of course, he also knew that Shang Yi and this treasured weapon were connected by blood. Only people with the same bloodline as Shang Yi could activate it. If it was placed in the hands of others, it would not be able to exert its power, and it would even backfire on the person holding the weapon!
Xuan Bei understood in his heart that the young man in front of him might become another "Sword from Heaven" Su Wuming in the future. Not to mention the power of this weapon, even that terrifying sword of destruction was extraordinary.
After a while, Shang Yi slowly finished his work and recovered with the help of the treasured weapon "Xuanniao".
As for Shang Yi's state, in order to be more confident in killing the crying old man, Shang Yi also took advantage of the situation to improve his state and reached the state of unity between man and nature.
"Thank you, Master Xuanbei, for protecting the law!"
Shang Yi stood up with a smile and cupped his hands.
Master Xuanbei clasped his hands together, slowly shook his head and said:
"Amitabha, please help me avenge my benefactor and protect the Dharma for my benefactor!"
"唳~~~"
The black bird circled in the air and turned into a folding fan and fell into Shang Yi's hand.
However, the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not talk about the treasure weapon "Xuanniao".
Instead, Master Xuanbei sang a Buddha's name and said:
"Amitabha, the benefactor of Huakong, the poor monk disciple is also being chased by the disciples of the crying old man. We need to go to find him. I hope the benefactor will forgive me for my disrespect!"
Shang Yi waved his hand and said:
"Master Xuanbei doesn't have to be like this. Ling Tu Jiren has his own destiny, but Lao Lao's disciple is cruel in his methods. I'm afraid he will be frightened!"
Xuan Bei said goodbye in a hurry, left the place and chased after his disciple's aura. It was obvious that he was already worried about his disciple!
Shang Yi looked at Xuan Bei's back, shook his head slightly, and sighed:
"Master Xuanbei is also a kind and honest person!"
I was thinking about the disciple in my heart, and insisted on protecting him. He waited until he woke up and then hurriedly chased me. This help was worth it!
Immediately, Shang Yi glanced into the distance, stepped out of here, and returned to the "first inn in Hanhai".
When Shang Yi appeared in the backyard of the inn, Qu Jiuniang's voice rang out:
"Okay, boy, with your precious weapon, you can actually exert the combat power of a grand master. What's the result?
Have you killed that old guy?"
Shang Yi smiled proudly after hearing this:
"Of course, I am a genius, how could I miss it!?
Besides, I'm not stupid. How can I act recklessly on something I'm not sure about?
If this crying old man were a person of Dharma height, I would definitely hide as far away as I could right now!"
Qu Jiuniang rolled her eyes, but she was very afraid of Shang Yi in her heart.
After noticing that Xuan Bei and the crying old man were fighting, Qu Jiuniang thought that both of them would suffer losses. After all, Xuan Bei's skills would restrain the crying old man, and the crying old man did not have the willpower and courage to fight Xuan Bei. In the end, they would definitely lose.
Just one move away and he fled in embarrassment.
However, he didn't expect that Shang Yi would use the power of his treasure soldiers to kill the crying old man together with Xuan Bei!
Although Qu Jiuniang did not see the battlefield with her own eyes, she was aware of the fleeting aura of destruction deep in the vast sea from a distance!
Such terrifying power made Qu Jiuniang a little frightened.
"Who is this kid? He has extraordinary means and has mastered the six magical powers of Buddhism, but he also possesses such destructive power. He is really a mysterious existence!"
Qu Jiuniang thought secretly in her heart.
Shang Yi didn't care much about this, but threw five taels of silver to Qu Jiuniang and returned to the familiar room.
Although they are fellow Taoists in the Immortal Path, Shang Yi will not easily take advantage of Qu Jiuniang, not to mention that Shang Yi, who has the ability to turn stone into gold, does not care about these few taels of silver.
And when Shang Yi returned to the room, he closed the door and did not go to rest or continue to meditate. Instead, he sat at the table and waited for the Six Paths of Reincarnation to draw people.
He knew that Meng Qi should have been caught by An Guoxie at this time, and his Dantian and limbs were disabled. It was the Six Paths of Reincarnation that pulled people in, and Meng Qi was saved!
