Chapter 623: Broken pages of Book from the Earth? (First update)
The long sword cuts through the ice and makes waves, and the red clothes step on the snow and chase the wind.
In an instant, Zhang Lingying and Yu Jizi's expressions were shaken by the murderous intent in their clothes.
Buzz!
Yu Fengxian was angry and slashed out with one sword, which was a shadow of the sword all over the sky. It split the air flow, pierced the air, and emptied it out in a mighty force.
In an instant, the sound of wind, thunder and explosions filled the Longyuan River, and the light of the sword was like a rippling tide, more eye-catching than the surging ice water.
"Yufengxian?!"
Yu Jizi was startled, and subconsciously looked to her side. Zhang Lingying had already retreated far away, clasped her hands together, lowered her eyebrows, and recited softly:
"Amitabha."
"you!"
Yujizi was extremely frightened and angry, but how could he retreat in time?
He had no choice but to roar angrily, stir up all the Zhen Gang blood energy in his body, and raise his fly whisk, trying to resist first and then retreat.
There used to be nine great masters in Longyuan City. Although he was not listed among them, he has learned a lot from many years of experience.
I ask myself that compared to Long Yuan Guard's Nanshan Ba, he is not inferior to Fangzhou. This return is a return to his hometown in glory.
Although I heard Yu Fengxian's name, I didn't care much about it. Until now, I felt bad in my heart, but I just wanted to retreat temporarily.
However, under the blow of the knife, his whole body became cold and he was sweating profusely.
The light of the sword was fierce, like an angry green dragon. It tore his fly whisk with just one blow...
"etc!"
Yujizi staggered back and opened his mouth to speak. What kind of temperament can Yu Fengxian have?
Without saying a word, the sword light became more intense.
As soon as he uttered a word, he was slashed into the snowfield by the light of a dragon's sword, and the hot blood melted a large area of snow.
boom!
As the strong wind roared, Yu Fengxian stepped over, her phoenix eyes full of evil:
"Is there no one in Long Yuan deceiving me?"
There was so much anger in her heart that if her grandma hadn't told her, Zhang Lingying would have been covered by this knife.
"Amitabha. Today, Fengxian is really as elegant as my father was back then. That Yujizi has so many apertures, yet he was killed by you with three swords..."
Zhang Lingying lowered her eyes in admiration, covering up the shadows under her eyes.
He would not doubt Yu Fengxian's talent. After looking through the ten veins of the Zhang family, in three generations, no one could beat her, except for the King of Zhao of the West Prefecture.
But she is a little younger after all. Even if she has the magic pill in her hand, she will never be able to open up all the apertures so quickly. The reason for this is probably...
"It seems that before he left, my father left all the energy he had cultivated throughout his life to you..."
"If you don't leave it to me, how can you leave it to you?"
Yufengxian’s anger is still lingering:
"You are a monk and have no family, this is what you said back then. When my grandfather was dying, he did not mention you even a word, and grandma did not regard you as a member of my Zhang family!"
"A monk without a home..."
Zhang Lingying was speechless and could only sigh:
"You are lucky. Then Yang Yu met the right opportunity and defeated the second brother's method. But what if there is no such person? The third uncle just wants to leave the bones and blood for my Longyuan lineage..."
"Pooh!"
Yu Fengxian almost laughed out of anger:
"If I weren't afraid that grandma would be sad, I would kill you right now! Grandpa was a hero all his life, how could he give birth to such an incompetent thing like you?!"
Sparks were pinched out of the handle of the knife, which was as thick as an goose egg. Yu Fengxian didn't even want to look at him, because he was afraid that he could not help but kill him with one strike.
"Amitabha……"
Zhang Lingying was silent.
After a long time, he said:
"Fengxian, my third uncle will not argue with you. However, in these troubled times, our Long Yuan lineage is alone and cannot support itself without external aid..."
Yu Fengxian paused for a moment, then snorted coldly and left:
"You don't have to worry about that!"
The words echoed in the wind, and the man in red had gone far away, leaving only Zhang Lingying standing there. After a long time, he sighed and turned around, returning to the temple.
In the small temple, there is only an angry-eyed Vajra holding a demon-subduing pestle.
Snap!
At a certain moment, King Kong's eyes turned and he actually made a real sound:
"Essence like smoke, such majestic vitality, the master of dragon-like divine powers? You are no match for her, but you want me to surrender on your behalf?"
"No trouble, Master..."
Zhang Lingfeng sat down in front of the Buddha statue, his eyebrows were lowered, but his voice was neither humble nor overbearing:
"The Dragon Abyss at this moment is already a quagmire, and the disciples have no intention of taking it..."
"The heavenly changes are coming, and the secular kingship is really the top priority. However, what you said is true, this place of hundreds of battles is not the pure land of our Buddha..."
Clay sculpture King Kong opening:
"All living beings are suffering, so let's overcome it..."
"My Buddha is compassionate..."
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Huhu~
Standing on the bank of the cold river, looking back at the small temple in the snowfield, memories of the past flooded into my mind bit by bit.
I still remember that many years ago, I was practicing boxing with my grandfather here, and the small martial arts arena was filled with her shouts and shouts.
She remembered that her second uncle at that time loved her so much, and her third uncle would bring lots of snacks every time, and he would always smile even if he was punished by his grandfather.
"Why, it has become like this..."
The inexplicable emotional shock made her almost cry. Even if she could hold back, her eyes were red.
唳~
In the sky, there was an eagle cry, and the big cloud eagle spread its wings and landed. The little maid hurried forward and saw her young lady's eyes were red, and she was immediately shocked:
"Miss, who, who bullied you?!"
"No!"
Yu Fengxian glared at her, "Why are you so anxious to find me? Is there something wrong at the Dragon King Temple?"
"Everything is fine in the Dragon King Temple, but many people have requested to go in and offer incense..."
"What kind of incense should I add?"
Yu Fengxian didn't even listen and refused. She didn't build the Dragon King Temple just for people to worship. She was disgusted with this kind of worship.
Is there really a Dragon King that can sustain snowstorms for two consecutive years?
"You put a lot of effort into building a temple, but you don't allow people to offer incense..."
The little maid was puzzled.
"I want you to take care of it?"
Yu Fengxian glared at her angrily and asked her why she came.
"Miss, there is a letter..."
The little maid hesitated to speak, but still handed over a letter.
"Whose letter?"
Yu Fengxian took the letter and glanced at the signature subconsciously. Her heart skipped a beat. When she saw the little maid peeking her head in to look, she immediately covered the letter:
"Go and get the fine gold armor from the mansion!"
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"The changes in heaven and earth lie in the subtleties. When natural disasters occur frequently and earthly disasters occur one after another, it will already be the point of eruption..."
Inside the Taoist palace, shrouded in clouds and mist, shrouded in the sound of wind, there was silence. A handsome little eunuch bent over and recited, and his words were clear and crisp.
"Sanxiao Sanren is really a strange person! All the signs of celestial changes predicted in this tide theory seem to be fulfilled one by one now?"
The rich fragrance of Qingling permeated the entire Taoist palace. Emperor Qianheng sat on a futon made of heavenly silk with his long sleeves hanging down.
He was not very tall, so the little eunuch bent down almost close to the ground and did not dare to be taller than him.
"Snowstorms, floods, droughts, locust plagues, earth dragons turning over, plagues, demon disasters, hundreds of ghosts walking at night..."
Each word he spoke out made the little eunuch's heart become more and more frightened.
"When the tide ebbs and flows, great luck will come! I don't know who will be blessed with the fate of this great change in the world..."
Emperor Qianheng said to himself.
Plop!
The little eunuch knelt down on the ground, pressed his forehead to the cold floor, and complimented repeatedly:
"Your Majesty is the co-owner of heaven and earth. Everything in the world belongs to your Majesty..."
"Ha~"
Emperor Qianheng made a laugh of unknown meaning and waved his hand to let the little eunuch retreat.
In the empty palace, there was clearly no other person, but there was clearly a voice echoing:
"Your Majesty, do you think the person prophesied in Sanxiao Sanren's Tide Theory is Yang Yu?"
"It's hard to say, it's hard to say."
Emperor Qianheng shook his head slightly, with a strange light in his eyes:
"I use the 'sacred monument' to gain insight into the fate of the world's masters. Those who cannot see it are only a few people, and Yang Yu is one of them..."
More than seventy years ago, an illusory realm of immortals and demons appeared in Liuji Mountain. Its scale shocked the world. In a sense, it could be regarded as the beginning of the great war.
In that battle, millions of elites died in the mountains, causing riots in the fantasy world of immortals and demons. In the end, Zhang Xuanba fought one against two and snatched back the sacred monument.
That sacred monument has the magical power to spy on the fate of the earth, stars, and people, and is relied upon by the royal family.
It was with this stele that he arranged the "Splendid Mountains and Rivers List".
He had the names of all the people on the Splendid Mountains and Rivers list on the monument at the same moment, and at the same time, he also saw the luck of almost everyone.
But there are also a few people who cannot figure it out.
"Zhang Xuanba, Black Mountain Old Demon, Brahma Ruyi, Mu Qingliu, and Red Sun Dharma King are the five people who either support the country's fortune, gather martial arts fortune, inherit the Buddha's fortune, or gather fortune in the sword. They are just unpredictable.
So what does Yang Prison mean..."
The voice in the Taoist palace was filled with doubts and sudden realization:
"So, you summoned this person with a circular light mirror that day and forced him to bow his head, just to break his luck? No wonder you activated the Book of the Earth at that time..."
"There are some considerations in this regard, but it is also somewhat solicitous. Who would have thought that this little beast would dare..."
Emperor Qianheng's eyes turned cold:
"If you don't want to live on your knees, then die on your knees!"
"Your Majesty takes the Sanxiaosanren too seriously. He seems to be neither a martial saint nor a master of supernatural powers. How true are his prophecies?"
The voice in the Dao Palace fluctuated:
"Your Majesty has a corner of the Book of Earth in your possession. You only need to pay a small price to overthrow it even in the capital of the gods. Why bother to conquer it yourself?"
Emperor Qianheng said indifferently:
"No need to waste words, just get the remaining pages from the Book of Land!"
"well……"
With a faint sigh, a palm made purely of shadows poked out from his shadow and handed it over, like something on a sand table.
It can be seen that there are mountain peaks, plains, hills, lakes, rivers...
If there are experts here who understand the distribution of mountains and rivers in the world, they can see that what is shown on this sand table is exactly the place that the Taoist palace passed through.
"Your Majesty, the activation of the Book of the Earth will not only consume a lot of spiritual energy, but will also cause natural disasters. Please use it with caution, use it with caution..."
"You talk too much nonsense."
He casually pressed the black shadow completely into the shadow. Emperor Qianheng held the sand tray in his hand, concentrated on it, closed his eyes and recited silently:
"Bail Shan Pass..."
Just wait for those who say I am the King of Paintings. I will write three chapters today for you to take a look at!