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1378: The heart of Bodhidharma shakes all directions! For the moon

"What is that? How come there is such a huge beam of light? Could it be that some legendary treasure from the world has been born?"

"It was like thunder over there just now, and there were bursts of earthquakes and bright lights from time to time. I suspect there may be experts fighting over there. Do you think it could be the leader of Black Wind Village?"

"That's the Maji Wasteland, not far from the Holy Tomb. It's indeed possible that the leader of the Black Wind Village is there. However, what other masters are there in Ying who can make such a big splash with the leader of the Black Wind Village? Who is there?

If you saw the specific situation nearby, please let me know on the forum."

"How can anyone go to that place where birds don't poop and people don't give birth to babies?"

At the Holy Tomb, which was unwillingly far away from the wasteland, the players who had not dispersed saw a beam of light in the distance that shot straight into the sky like a white rainbow penetrating the sun. There was an uproar and discussions, with expressions of curiosity on their faces.

At the same time, in other areas of the world, some forces and people had different reactions due to the activation of the heart of Bodhidharma.

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Inside the Ancestral Court of Songshan, Shaolin.

The Bodhidharma Cave suddenly trembled and shook, and the rock walls in the cave emitted flashes of light like small snakes, shining like silver tempered by fire, and suddenly there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds, as if the Buddha appeared.

This strange scene also immediately alerted Hui Qi and Hui En who were staying outside the cave.

The two of them were suddenly awakened from the situation where they were sitting down. They witnessed the strange phenomena in the cave, and their calm expressions suddenly changed slightly.

"The Buddhist curse set by Patriarch Bodhidharma in the past has been disturbed? Is it because we, Shaolin, are in great danger? Or is there a catastrophe about to happen in the world?"

The two men immediately jumped up and rushed to the front of Bodhidharma Cave.

When they looked intently at the Sanskrit words floating on the rock wall like silver snakes inside the cave, both of them looked startled, their faces full of disbelief.

"Dharma Patriarch Bodhidharma reminded me of the Buddha's mantra, and Bodhidharma's heart was actually opened?"

"The heart of Bodhidharma is in the hands of the leader of Black Wind Village. He has no way to unlock the mechanism. How can he open it?"

"Unless it is violent destruction, Bodhidharma's Heart is indestructible to us and most people in the world. But for Jiang Zhai Master, if he uses all his strength, he can destroy it, but why does he

Want to destroy Bodhidharma’s heart?”

"No matter why he wants to destroy Bodhidharma's Heart, now that Bodhidharma's Heart has been opened, the location of the catastrophic weapon will also be revealed between the sky and the earth. If it is true as the Patriarch Bodhidharma said, there will be people with malicious intentions who will keep an eye on it.

If there is a strange fluctuation in the catastrophic weapon, then the world will really be in chaos."

"We originally thought that entrusting Bodhidharma's Heart to Master Jiang and using his strength to keep this treasure would be safer than leaving it in our Shaolin. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly..."

"Amitabha!"

Hui En suddenly clasped his hands together, and Baoxiang shouted solemnly, "Huiqi, you are angry. This incident is not to blame Master Jiang. It was Bodhidharma's heart that chose him, that is, Patriarch Bodhidharma."

By choosing him, we handed over the heart of Bodhidharma to the leader of Jiangzhai, which was our destiny.

Since it is fate, then no matter whether we gave it or not in the first place, this kind of thing will happen in the end. If the person who cannot meet fate is the leader of Jiangzhai, we will completely shirk the responsibility to him..."

Huiqi was startled, and then he bowed his head in shame and said, "Amitabha! Thank you, senior brother, for your teaching. It's my fault that I was so angry."

After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at each other and saw the determination in each other's eyes.

...

It was dark night in the Kingdom of Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum, but here it was the early morning after dawn.

At this time, the bright red sun was hovering softly in the slightly gray sky, breaking through the clouds and mist, lighting up bit by bit, emitting bursts of ever-changing, vermilion, orange, and lavender dazzling light, shrouding the vitality.

The Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang.

The vast sea of ​​clouds is like a gauze of changing colors, floating lightly, with several peaks. In the mist gauze, their rugged tops are revealed, like black rocks that appear among the rolling waves of the sea.

Suddenly, a dull and oppressive atmosphere faintly emanated from the imperial mausoleum.

At this time, the mist-like sea of ​​clouds seemed to be pushed by a terrifying aura, quickly rolling and flowing, sucking and rolling downwards, making the mountains appear like submerged rocks in the sea when the tide recedes.

Come on.

The mountain forest, where there were still some insects moving and birds chirping from time to time, immediately became silent, as if all living creatures were subdued by this royal aura that dominated the world.

Deep in the imperial mausoleum, a figure of an emperor sitting on a dragon chair has slowly awakened from the clay sculpture state. The moment he opened a pair of majestic dragon eyes, two golden sights that seemed to break through time and space passed by the crown gourd beads and crossed over.

He didn't know how far away he was, but he focused on the small country in the distance that caught his attention.

It fell on Jiang Dali, who was standing next to a dazzling white light reaching into the sky.

"It's this kid again..."

Qin Shihuang frowned slightly, glanced at the countless characters surrounding the white light, snorted disdainfully, and looked away calmly, chuckling inwardly.

"Although this so-called catastrophe by Bodhidharma was indeed attractive, and it was even considered a huge benefit trigger that intensified the Hundred Kingdoms War, but... the huge benefits involved, if one is not strong enough,

How can it be mastered?

Bodhidharma is nothing but unfounded worries, just... exacerbating the conflicts in this world, so he went crazy and died, which is really ironic and ridiculous... Hahaha...

"

After he finished speaking, Qin Shihuang closed his eyes again, and the dragon energy in his body quickly retracted, covering his whole body.

A sound of 'su la su la' resounded quickly from the body, like muddy water flowing rapidly and condensing. It soon covered up the sound of a strong heartbeat and turned into a clay sculpture again.

His current strength has been restored to some extent due to the Nirvana and Resurrection properties given by the fire phoenix essence and blood, but he is still far from the peak, and there is no way for him to get rid of the backlash of the clay sculpture's alchemist spells and get out of Qin Shihuang's state.

Mausoleum.

However, as long as he succeeds in slaying the dragon and absorbs all the dragon essence, his strength will surely return to its peak, return to the world, and the emperor will return.

...

In this extremely short period of time, not only Shaolin, not only Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, but even within the Holy Dynasty, the most famous forbidden area of ​​the Holy Dynasty - Tianyuan, there were also some powerful beings who were captured by Bodhidharma.

The movement created by the mind is alarming.

Almost all of these beings have experienced the catastrophes of the Hundred Kingdoms War in the past.

Some of the old monsters who had survived until now were suddenly awakened by the familiar power of Bodhidharma's Heart. They woke up involuntarily and regained some consciousness. They recalled some of the past events in the deep abyss mist.

, uttering bursts of strange and horrifying murmurs.

These deep fogs are the notorious black fog of the abyss that can drive people crazy and crazy - the abyss is like a dark place that even the sun can cover and submerge.

The ground here is full of gray-black stone flakes everywhere.

In the sky here, there is a dark cloud hanging motionless, like a matted black sheepskin.

Under the dark clouds that cover the sky and the earth like a huge black pot lid, there is a deep and vast black abyss, like a sore in the earth, and endless rolling thick black mist like dark clouds, like the smoke emitted by a locomotive.

The ground rolled up, slowly pressing toward the edge of the abyss, like the breath of hell pouring out of the bottomless abyss, breathtaking.

However, at the edge of this extremely dangerous place that looked like a scene of extinction, there was a figure of a tall man holding a sword, half sitting on the edge of the abyss like a sculpture, with his eyes slightly closed, motionless as if he had fallen into the abyss.

Eternal sleep.

who is he?

Why are you sitting on the edge of this abyss that everyone fears?

Could it be a skeleton that died long ago?

Even the movement caused by the opening of Bodhidharma's heart cannot shake his mind at all. How powerful should his mind be? How lonely!

However, even if the black mist of the abyss surges to the edge, it will rush to both sides like water when it approaches the ten feet around the mysterious swordsman.

Even in the depths of the abyss, there are strange murmurs full of gloom and madness, as well as prying eyes, when they touch the figure of this mysterious swordsman, they all involuntarily avoid it, as if they are full of excitement for this mysterious swordsman.

fear.

Because this swordsman has a name that has been lonely for hundreds of years - Dugu Qiubai!

Buzz!——

Suddenly, the black mist in the depths of the abyss surged out like ripples of water, layer by layer, and even gradually caused small-scale vibrations in the vast abyss, causing those weird sounds and sights to avoid one after another, as if there was a terrifying existence.

Being alarmed, he walked out from the depths of the abyss.

Such a huge movement finally disturbed Dugu Qiubai, who was sitting on the edge of the abyss.

But his hands holding the sword were still as steady as Mount Tai, and his eyes were still closed, as if he was about to draw the sword when he opened his eyes, and when he drew the sword, he was about to kill someone.

An invisible and powerful sword intent had caused the black mist within a hundred feet in front of him to be instantly cut open, rolling and slashing to both sides like black cakes, forming a half-fan-shaped cone-shaped aura with sharp contrast.

But at the same time, the large black fog was like stacks of dark clouds, and like a thick iron plate, slowly but surely rising upwards.

An old voice that was different from other weird and crazy voices, and seemed very kind, even too kind, came from the rising black mist.

"Sword Demon! Bodhidharma's heart has been opened. It seems that the unfinished catastrophic war of the past is about to start again. This is the case in this world. If we divide for a long time, we will reunite, and if we unite for a long time, we will divide. The Holy Dynasty has been stable for more than two thousand years, but

The Human Emperor has not left seclusion for nearly five hundred years, so he is a little unstable!

Let me go out, let me go out, and save the world that is about to be in chaos! Don't stop me anymore."

The black mist rolled, and gradually, under the power of an extremely huge soul, it condensed into the outline of an old man's miserable face. The sorrow in his expression seemed to be that of a compassionate Bodhisattva rescuing the suffering.

Dugu Qiubai closed his eyes, the linen robe draped casually on his body fluttered in the wind, his black hair fell straight back on his shoulders, and his handsome and ancient face was like a statue made of bronze without any flaws.

He said in a cold voice without any emotion.

"Guangchengzi! You have fallen, why do you still confuse the world with this hypocritical and false attitude? If I were you, it would be better for me to disappear from heaven and earth than to let the good reputation of the past go to waste or even be infamy for thousands of years!"

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