The three peaks are green and towering, with a small stream gathering in the center and falling down the cliff, forming a beautiful waterfall.
Huajun bids farewell to Yunyi by the waterfall and comprehends nature. Fuxi's heavenly sounds are inspired by it, and the ethereal music of the piano spreads across the heaven and earth, making all things sway with joy.
At this time, I suddenly saw the three religions arriving hand in hand, each occupying a peak, with different gas states and different expressions.
The Confucian disciple Huahua killed, with a fierce look in his eyes; the Taoist disciple Li Yuan was blocked by others, and his palms were opened and turned over; the Zen master Mingjue was trapped, and he chanted the Buddha's name with kind eyebrows.
At the end of the song, Zihua jumped up, unsheathed his sword and attacked.
Huajun bid farewell to Yunyi, her beautiful brows furrowed, her fingers hooked and mended the strings of the celestial harp, like a crescent moon on a bow, the sound of the strings turned into arrows, she struck with anger, shot out quickly, and suddenly exploded halfway.
"Boom..."
The Xuanxuan sound waves vibrated, and Zihua was the first to bear the brunt. Suddenly, the blood in his chest stagnated, his ears were ringing, his soul was in a trance, and he retreated to the top of the mountain.
Taoist Liyuan and Zen Master Mingjue were both attacked by sound waves and rushed to fight with their true energy. The two Confucian scholars following Zihua, whose skills were poor and without Zihua's care, immediately vomited blood, became confused and suffered serious injuries.<
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Seize the opportunity with one move, don't let Yunyi fly into the sky with his zither, the clouds are flying, turning into light and trying to escape.
"Where to go!" Zen Master Mingjue shouted, rose into the air, and pinched the Buddha's seal. Suddenly, a swastika Buddha seal covered the sky and came down. The Buddha's seal burst out with Buddha's light, and the figure of Bieyunyi appeared behind him. There was nowhere to escape, and he was stuck in the air. Another Taoist priest from Liyuan raised his palm to the sky and then turned it down. Then he saw white clouds billowing in the sky. Under the cover of the huge palm holding up the sky, it was the Taoist Heaven-Upping Palm.
He raised his palms to the sky and moved the swastika Buddha seal. The force was like a huge force. No one in Bie Yunyi could stop him. He immediately vomited blood and his body plummeted down.
At this moment, a sword slashed through the air, and Zihua arrived in an instant, recreating the technique of sneak attack from behind.
At the moment of crisis, he saw that the divine weapon Bu Tian Qin had a spirit and blocked the killing move. Bu Tian Qin was so strong that ordinary swords could not damage it at all.
The sword failed, but Zihua followed up with another palm strike, hitting Hua Jun in the back.
Bie Yunyi vomited blood again and was unable to fly into the air. He fell straight down, fell into the stream, and fell to the bottom of the cliff along the waterfall.
Zihua said: "Chasing."
The three Confucian, Buddhist, and Taoist people hurriedly chased down. At this moment, they suddenly saw that the ground was shaking and the mountains were moving, causing rocks and dust to fly up, blocking the way of the three of them. They also saw a waterfall flowing backwards, and water vapor filled the air with mist.
Dance in harmony with the forest trees, blocking everyone’s sight.
In the blink of an eye, all traces of Huajun Farewell Yunyi were completely lost.
Taoist Li Yuan said: "Well...it was the music played by Mr. Hua just now that disrupted the atmosphere of the mountains and rivers here."
Zen Master Mingjue said: "It doesn't matter, my swastika Buddha seal has been left on her body. The Buddha energy has entered her body and cannot escape. It will just take some time."
When the earth's energy calmed down, Zen Master Mingjue sensed the direction of the Buddha's energy, led Zihua, and pursued Taoist Li Yuan away.
There were two remaining Confucian scholars, and one of them said: "We are seriously injured and cannot pursue us. Please reply to the Confucian scholars."
Another person said: "Of course, I think Zihua is too murderous, so I might as well teach the sages to be careful."
In the wilderness, Hua Junbie Yunyi suppressed the heavy injuries in her body and ran hastily, without stopping for a moment, hoping to survive.
When the Confucian, Buddhist, and Taoist people came, she had already noticed something strange, so she secretly used her music to hide in the atmosphere of the mountains and rivers, and she managed to escape with her life.
After running for a long time, he saw no one chasing him. Bieyunyi stopped next to a tree. His strength relaxed and he couldn't suppress his injuries. He vomited a large mouthful of blood, staining his clothes with blood, and his breath was weak.
After a while, a voice suddenly came from far away: "Donor, the sea of suffering is boundless, please turn back."
When Bie Yunyi turned around, he was surprised to see the Confucian, Buddhist and Taoist trio chasing after him. His expression suddenly changed and he ran away in a hurry.
"Don't leave, the holy pen falls into the mountains and rivers and turns into a snake and rises from the land."
Confucian Zihua pointed his finger in the air and struck away quickly with extraordinary power. Bie Yunyi had no choice but to turn into a benevolent sword and a sword, and turned around to block the attack. Although he was injured, he also increased his speed and ran away again.
Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism followed closely behind.
Running around in the wilderness and escaping for a while, they came to a fork in the road. Bie Yunyi was exhausted and even more seriously injured. Seeing that his way of survival was cut off, he couldn't help but think of the sword.
That day, the swords and swords roared together, the sky was clear and the air was clear...
"Who is the sword? I really want to see you again."
As she was thinking loudly, the silhouette of Sword and Solo suddenly appeared in front of her. She was overjoyed and shouted hurriedly: "Sword and Sword, save me!"
The sword stopped for an instant. Seeing Huajun's miserable state, he became extremely angry. He swung his sword in the air, and the Ren sword flew up, stabbing Chizun Baqian Sheng.
Immediately, he stood up in front of Lord Hua, held the Jie Dao, and shouted loudly: "You guys, this is infuriating. I have crossed the limit of heaven and earth, and my sword has no limit or end. It is for the purpose of: cutting down heaven and earth."
He poured all his true energy into the Jie Dao. He swung the sword angrily and slashed it down. In an instant, a huge sword energy exploded and rushed away.
Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism joined forces to resist, but were defeated by the power of the sword. They all vomited blood. Zihua was in front and was more seriously injured.
The Sword Who Quit turned his sword and turned it into a Dao ultimatum. The Dao ultimatum emitted light into the sky and descended with wisps of fresh air, covering his whole body. He put one hand behind his back and turned his back to the three of them and said: "Li Yuan, you are so presumptuous!" p>
Taoist Li Yuan was horrified. Seeing the brilliance of the ultimatum, he reacted instantly and understood his true identity. There was only one person who could command the ultimatum. He lowered his head and said: "Li Yuan knows his mistake, please punish him."
When Zihua saw this scene, he secretly thought something was wrong, so he immediately stepped away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Sword Who glanced at Zen Master Mingjue and chanted: "Well..."
Zen Master Mingjue smiled and said, "It's my family, please excuse me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person had disappeared, even faster than Zihua.
Seeing that the crisis was over, Hua Junbie Yunyi completely relaxed, her consciousness sank, and she passed out. Dao Jian hurriedly supported her, briefly checked her injuries, and her face darkened.
The Dantian is exhausted, and the three true essences of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism are running rampant in his body, destroying his meridians and cutting off his veins. If he does not receive treatment, he may be in danger of death.
"My body is the incarnation of spiritual consciousness. I don't have all the wonders of the original body. I can't reach the peak of the sea of clouds. I still don't know what the outcome of the war will be. Those who are close to this place, well... three hundred miles away, I've fallen to the divine peak. Everyone in the medical field: know all the herbs and are close.
Shennong, hurry up."
Thoughts are settled, who holds Bieyunyi with the sword, turns into a stream of light, and goes to Luoshen Peak.
Taoist Liyuan followed him.
Approaching Luoshen Peak, I suddenly felt a strong wind coming. Looking up, I saw a giant white tiger coming from the distant horizon riding the wind. It arrived in a blink of an eye, and roared to the sky, shaking the heaven and the earth.
In the wind, a Buddha is being carried, and he is chanting: My Buddha has passed away, and there is no Buddha in the world...
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The benevolent sword penetrated his chest. Chi Zun Baqian Sheng lowered his head and looked at the blood dripping from the tip of the sword. He endured the pain and ran hastily.
"Just now, Huajun Bie Yunyi was being chased. It seems that no one has time to chase me with the sword. I am too seriously injured, and only people from the Confucian sect can pull out the sword of benevolence. I have no choice but to ask my friends for help.
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He went north and traveled for a long time until he reached a snowy and cold place.
It started to snow, the wind blew, the cold air hit, the snowflakes hit me, and I was blinded.
Faintly, in the wind and snow, a cold plum tree stood proudly, letting the wind and snow blow, and persevered, blooming plum blossoms.
Next to the winter plum blossoms, there is a thatched cottage with the door closed and a light burning in the slightly opened window.
On the thatched hut, there are four words engraved: Hold the grass and tie the hut.
Hold the grass in your mouth to repay, and build a hut to wait.
Chizun Baqian Sheng walked forward and stepped into the realm of Hanmei.
Suddenly, more than a hundred plum blossoms shot out sword energy and scratched the whole body. Immediately, Baqian Sheng was injured again, blood flowed down, stained the snow red, and fell into the snow.
He chanted: "Friend, friend..."
Gradually to silence.
Just when he fell, a ball of Chi Huang's bloodline fell down and fell into the snow. As Jun Xuanyuan's soul successfully practiced the "Sanqi Zhenling Gong", it slowly took shape and became a six or seven-year-old child.
Sleeping.
Bloodline Creation Method: Cheng.
Returning home on a snowy night, in the distance, a man wearing a raincoat, holding a fishing rod, caught a few fish, and walked slowly...