Chapter 41 Jian Wu·Maple Blood One person dies first
In this corner of China, there are continuous mountains and steep mountain roads. Animals are often seen and mountain disasters occur occasionally. Therefore, the population is sparse and few people come here.
There is a village at the foot of the mountain with only a few dozen families. They migrated here in the early years to avoid disasters for many years.
Looking from a distance, there is a curl of smoke rising from someone's house, and the faint smell of rice is overflowing. The wind blows gently, filling the quiet village.
There were three or two children running and jumping, chasing birds, walking through the alleys, causing chickens to crow and dogs to bark, and they disappeared in an instant, nowhere to be found, and dispersed in despair.
The bird flew north over the village and saw a mountain forest in front of it, about a hundred meters high.
Flying to the top of the mountain and looking around, I saw ten miles of maple trees between the two mountains, forming a fiery red world. There is also a quiet lake, reflecting the world into the painting. If you look closely, it seems that the bottom of the lake is stained with blood, and it seems like blood is burning and boiling.
.There are maple leaves blowing in the wind, falling into the lake, and making beautiful waves.
It can’t help but be intoxicating and fascinating.
It is the wonder of the world: Ten Miles of Maple - Maple Forest and Sea of Fire.
The bird flew down and stood on a maple branch by the lake. It flapped its wings and blew down a maple leaf, which swayed down and landed on a person's face, covering his face and disturbing the sleeping person.
A man was lying down under the maple tree, humming and crossing his legs, pretending to sleep with grass in his mouth, feeling content and content.
There is a poem that fits the scene and says:
Exclusively enjoy the scenery of the world, not the same as the rest of the world.
The leisurely mood is endowed with mountains and rivers, and the wind and snow express feelings.
I saw him stretching, picking up the maple leaves on his face, and saying:
"One leaf falls and one knows autumn; one leaf covers and one knows nothing.
The bright moon does not match the setting sun, so the students in the county will suffer slowly!"
Strange, strange, strange, strange people appear in strange scenery, and strange people have their own strange things.
He saw that his fingers flicked slightly, and the maple leaves flew away as fast as lightning, like sharp arrows piercing the sky, drawing a long rainbow on the fiery red lake, and then shot past quickly and disappeared into the mountains on the opposite side.
A moment later, a riot broke out, and a mournful howl sounded. At the same time, a rough voice said: "Ah... damn the human race, how annoying and hateful!"
After the riot, those lurking in the dark retreated, and the mountains became calm again.
Hmm... It’s become more and more frequent recently, Orcs!
Under the maple tree, I heard him say: "Hey, stupid beast, you can do one thing but not three. Don't challenge my bottom line. Well...it's really lively today, gods and ghosts are all here."<
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As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly felt the breeze coming slowly. No one was seen, and the fragrance of tea arrived, refreshing my heart.
At the same time, in the distant sky, two water sleeves paved the way, and a stunning beauty appeared, floating like floating clouds, floating down.
It seems to have come from a painting, its waist is like a willow, and its body is like a veil. Red cinnabar is dotted on the forehead, and the eyebrows and eyes are carefully drawn.
There is a sound that can be heard in Shili Feng. Her play is one part charming and her tone is two parts demonic. She sings:
"When the curtain opens, people are wearing neon clothes, and when the curtain falls, their temples are stained with frost.
On the stage, one sings alone about joy and sorrow, while off the stage, one complains of heartbreak."
After singing, the person fell by the lake, waved his sleeves and smiled, showing off his beauty.
I heard her say politely: "I'm here to pay my respects to Master Jianwu. I apologize for disturbing you."
Jian Wu was lying on his back, not getting up, and said with a smile: "Ha, just kidding, Lord Qingming is here, who dares to call me Lord? Forget about gossiping, just tell me why you are here."
"One goal, task level: highest."
"Hmm... the highest again? Let me think about it, the last one I took on seemed to be the battle at Loulang Mountain. I almost died under the Ghost Li Sword and lost half my life. Hey, hey, hey, do you boss miss me?
Die?"
"My lord does have this intention. Kill two people with one plan and make a sure profit without losing money. Why not do it? I wonder if Lord Jian Wufengxue dares to take on the legendary assassin?"
"Ha... Master Qingming said this, so I will do this. Don't let me down. Since you have come to find me, you should know that I have three things not to kill."
The three are not to kill: there is no peerless master who cannot kill, there is no peerless bow and arrow, and there is no peerless reward.
"Naturally, one is one of the four four heavens of Buddhism, and there is nothing wrong with the pure world."
"Oh, the rumored Buddha is worthy of the challenge."
"Two, the Tathagata's sacred vessel and the Bodhi bow."
Qing Ming waved her sleeves, and suddenly the Bodhi bow appeared, blooming with the Buddha's light, shining brilliantly.
"Peerless. Unfortunately, the Buddha's light is too strong to be controlled."
The arrow captures the object without any distance, throws the bodhi bow into the center of the lake, and then recasts the bodhi bow with the maple forest and sea of fire at the bottom of the lake.
Forge the Buddha nature and cast it into the beacon fire.
Suddenly, I saw a bright red light at the bottom of the lake, burning and boiling, like magma erupting, releasing the sun and heat, and forging the Bodhi Holy Bow.
Qing Ming added: "As for the peerless reward, I will give it to you when Master Jianwu completes the task."
"Well... remember, I hate free prostitution."
"I will definitely satisfy Master Jianwu. The mission has been conveyed, and the slave family has other important matters. Please take your leave."
"Not sent."
The clear tea dances on the sleeves, turning into brilliance and disappearing.
After three days, the Bodhi Bow was forged and came out of the lake. Most of the Buddha's light was forged away, and the rest was contained inside. There was also a beacon fire, which lasted for a long time.
The arrow flew up into the sky, and as soon as he held the Bodhi bow, the beacon fire of the Bodhi bow was extinguished, and it suddenly changed into the color and stripes of maple leaves.
"Ha, if you are a peerless master, you can bury and kill a peerless expert. This will bring peace to the world. Your life must be in vain."
Jian Wu took a ten-mile step out of Feng Chu, wearing a hooded maple robe and a maple blood mask, and entered the world again.
Jian Wu, Jian Wu, the legendary assassin, Jian Wu Maple Blood, aiming directly at the rumored Buddha, pure heaven and earth.
Legend versus rumor, a new chapter in martial arts begins.
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Above the peak.
Jian Wufeng's blood turned into light, he waved his sleeves and took out his bow. Looking from a high position, he could see a hundred miles in radius. He saw four Buddhas walking together in the wilderness more than ten miles away, and they were about to part ways at a fork in the road.
"There is nothing wrong with the world, and your life is over. The arrow leaves no trace and no one returns."
Arrow Wufeng's Blood True Essence was fully drawn, he bent his bow and drew it to full length, condensed an arrow of beacon fire, shot out quickly, pierced the clouds and sky, and disappeared in an instant.
Arrows are gone, arrows are gone, arrows are gone. Maple’s bloody head shows its ultimate move: Arrows are gone.
Where is the arrow? In the void.
Arrow, where is it? At the moment of arrival.
From a distance of more than ten miles, the beacon arrows were about to arrive in an instant. The sharp red arrows seemed to announce that the God of Death was seeking life, but no one would be spared.
Jing Tian Shi Wu Fei's Yuan Gong dropped greatly, and he was not aware of it, and he was immediately doomed. At this moment, the complexion of the various causes changed drastically, and he violently pushed away the Shi Wu Fei in front of him.
He was from the lineage of the Buddha, specializing in the "All Heavens Illuminating the World Sutra", and his soul was powerful. Unfortunately, after the war, Emperor Shutian broke the "hundred world crossing" move, and his soul was greatly damaged.
Even so, at the last moment, he sensed the fatal crisis and subconsciously pushed away Jingtian.
"Poof!"
In an instant, the beacon fire arrow entered the body, instantly turning into a world-burning fire, bursting and burning, and instantly turned into ashes.
All causes and results enter and cease.
"Buddha friends."
The grief of the three Buddhas is unbelievable. The Buddha's discussion is vividly visible; the feeling of divine warfare seems to be before your eyes.
In an instant, it collapsed.
There was no time to be sentimental, Jing Tianshi just waved his palm across the air, and instantly sent out a soft force to drive away Venerable Ajia and all the evil ones, and hurriedly said: "Quickly, the target of the people in the dark is me."
Venerable Aga is anxious and sad. The battle between gods and Buddhas has exhausted the Buddhist energy and physical strength of several people, and they are unable to fight anymore. Staying here will only increase casualties and chaos.
He let out a long sigh, raised his last Buddha essence, pulled all the evil spirits away towards good, and left a voice: "Buddha friends, hold on, I'll call someone to save you."
Venerable Ajia turned into light and walked quickly towards the Pure Platform. Halfway there, he saw Jingru, the savior of the world, and the angry-eyed Vajra came towards him. He hurriedly said: "Three hundred miles east, hurry up."
But the angry-eyed Vajra had just recovered from his injuries, and Jingru, who saved the world, was worried about the battle between gods and Buddhas, and worried about the safety of Jingtian, so they walked out of the Purity Platform together, intending to go to Heaven and Earth.
To save the world, it is as if the pure heaven has not yet been seen, and a bad omen has occurred in the heart. The anxious and angry eyes turn into vajra light and go away, regardless of the consumption of Buddha energy, and increase the speed of light to another three levels.
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In the wilderness.
The pure world is nothing more than forcibly raising the true essence, opening the Buddha's eyes, illuminating the world in all directions, and seeing a man holding a bow and condensing an arrow on the high peak ten miles away, and the arrow is about to be fired.
The fiery red hooded robe, the fiery bloody mask, the fiery red bow and arrows...
Fiery red, fiery red, fiery red everywhere, announcing the most bloodthirsty killing, venting the most ruthless killing.
Jingtian couldn't help but be frightened. The Buddha's friend was in front of him. The Buddha's heart was shaken and unsteady. He was caught by the killer's aura. The moment he saw the fiery red arrow shot out, he panicked.
Where is the arrow? Invisible to the Buddha’s eyes.
Where is the arrow? In the last moment of the Buddha's death.
"Bang!"
The beacon fire arrow shot into the hill beside it and sank into the depths of the mountain. Then, with a "bang", the hill shattered and collapsed.
Jingtian's cheeks were dripping with sweat. At the moment of death, his body involuntarily dodged and escaped.
Even so, he was injured by the aura of the beacon fire, and his left arm was disabled for a long time.
At this time, a voice suddenly came from the bottom of his heart, saying: "Quiet your mind, calm your mind, and see the Buddha."
It is the final power of the soul that is the result of all causes and events, which helps the pure heaven. It is completely consumed and dissipates the great misery. It leaves a trace in the heavens and passes away.
"Buddha friends."
Jingtian sighed deeply, regained his Buddha mind, calmed his mind, put his palms together, and recited "Namo Amitabha", and the light of Jingtian sky bloomed all over his body.
On the peak, the arrow was condensed with maple blood and the third arrow was condensed without firing, waiting for the moment when the Buddha revealed his flaw.
The failure of the two arrows was no accident. He knew in his heart that if the third arrow was shot in a hurry, it would be in vain.
As an archer and assassin, he has a lot of patience.
Unconsciously time passes and the moon rises into the sky.
One person is looking for a flaw, while the other is defending without any flaw. The battle situation has actually fallen into a stalemate.
It's also Jian Wufengxue who doesn't want to charge head-on, otherwise it would have been completed long ago.
At this moment, two rays of Buddha's light from the distant sky hurriedly came to Jingtian. Salvation Jingru opened his mouth to speak, but saw the color of Jingtian change and shouted: "This is not good, leave quickly."
"Well...the opportunity has come."
The third beacon arrow, go...
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It is said that the third generation Buddha was hiding in the world, and when he noticed the changes in Jiajia Mountain in the South China Sea, he suddenly left the world. The fragrance of white lotus was filled with doubts, and the more he thought about it, the more troubled he became. He felt an unknown feeling, so he hurriedly said goodbye to the four Buddhas, turned into light and chased after him. Halfway through the journey, he saw a surge of demonic energy in the distance, sweeping across the world, and he couldn't help but speed up a few minutes.
Break through the sky and cross the clouds, rush across the sky, and after a long time, the evil spirit is already in front of you. Break through the air and cross the clouds and go again, and after a long time, the evil spirit is not far away...
"Hmm... No, who set up the formation to mislead me?"
The fragrant white lotus turned its palms and a strong wind came out, blowing away the surrounding smoke and clouds, and the magic circle collapsed without attack.
Suddenly, there was a big mountain in front and a deep valley below.
The fragrant white lotus descended into the deep valley and saw a tunnel on the cliff. Entering it, I saw the wish to hide in the world, my eyes were red, and I raised my hands to commit suicide.
He was horrified and said anxiously: "It's impossible for Buddha to be upright!"