Senior Brother Feng, who should have died in the impact of the beast tide, appeared in front of Jiang Ming again, which made him feel a very uneasy sense of crisis. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"It's day sensing."

Jiang Ming was taken aback. Senior Brother Feng is only an extraordinary seven turns, Jiang Ming is already about to turn through the Xuan, and ten Senior Brother Feng will not let him have a sense of crisis. But in the dark, he felt a crisis in Senior Brother Feng!

He doesn't think it's an illusion, the number of days of induction is very mysterious, but the matter of cultivation is to cultivate immortals and know the number of days. Retrograde into ^ people, retrograde into immortals, both obedient and retrograde come from the induction of heavenly machines.

Senior Brother Feng is his human robber!

"He's the variable in my calamity, but one can be the other. He must die, or I will have a hard time getting through this catastrophe. I have a hunch that after this tribulation, I will step into the second realm of cultivation. ”

"The promotion of every realm is a retrograde immortal. Breaking down the barriers of the realm and standing in a stronger realm, there is often a catastrophe between breaking and standing. Some people have crossed the catastrophe, some people have survived the catastrophe, and I am going to cross the catastrophe now! ”

The monk looked indifferent, Jiang Ming got up and walked in front of Senior Brother Feng, his eyes were cold.

"You designed to frame ......" Senior Brother Feng angrily scolded Jiang Ming, and wanted to kill him with the hand of the monk who held the order, but Jiang Ming suddenly pinched his neck and lifted him up.

Jiang Ming's expression was cold, he couldn't tell that he was a ten-year-old boy, and the murderous intent in his eyes was intense, which made Senior Brother Feng's heart tremble!

"Stop!"

The monk who held the order burst out and locked Jiang Ming.

"The border city has not been broken so far, because the human race is not allowed to fight among the people in the city. Everyone in the border city has only one common enemy, the monster! ”

Unless it was a violation of the rules of the border city, such as the disciple of Changyi who provoked the monk who held the order before.

The killing intent is very strong, and the monk with the order is not joking. If Jiang Ming insists on killing people, he will definitely die on the spot.

"It's not easy to get through the catastrophe easily." Jiang Ming sighed secretly and said without giving up: "What if I insist on killing him?" ”

The monk thought for a moment and said, "Unless you have the strength to be stronger than the rules of the border city." ”

Calamity is the way of heaven, and after passing this calamity, Jiang Ming will see another world. He was helpless, the reason why the calamity is called a calamity is because it will not be changed by people's will.

"Then I will be robbed!"

Compared with the killing intent of the monk holding the order, the lesser of the two harms, Jiang Ming casually threw away Senior Brother Feng.

The beast tide began to rush up the city wall, and the eight squads that had jumped off the city wall together were all wiped out because of Senior Brother Feng's own selfish request. The demon beasts after the cannon fodder, each of them had the power of the transcendent seven turns, and Jiang Ming, including the monks, dealt with it with all their attention and fought on the city wall.

Until twilight fell, the tide of beasts receded, and everyone rested in place to count the casualties. Jiang Ming didn't see Senior Brother Feng who was a long one, and the sense of crisis in his heart was even heavier. Senior Brother Feng asked for orders to fight during the day and caused casualties, knowing that Jiang Ming would not let him go, he would take the opportunity to play, so he left early.

"Two thousand five hundred and seventy-one."

Glancing at the token, Jiang Ming began to refine the demon blood he had absorbed. The monsters besieging the city are not strong, which means that this wave is a temptation, and tomorrow will be a real bloody battle.

The organization is reorganized, the weak monks are eliminated, and those who survive will become the elite of the city. At nightfall, Senior Brother Feng appeared, looking at Jiang Ming's eyes as if he were looking at a dead man.

Behind him, a group of disciples of the family in brocade clothes followed him.

"Cloud Mirror Moon!"

Jiang Ming's eyebrows jumped, Senior Brother Feng actually walked with Yun Jingyue.

The moon rise and fall of the cloud mirror for three years is even more amazing, and the temperament is ethereal. She looked at Jiang Ming for a long time before she recognized it, smiled lightly, and the night was a little faint: "I didn't expect you to be here." ”

Senior Brother Feng didn't expect Jiang Ming and Yun Jingyue to know each other, so he said cautiously: "Fairy Jingyue, do you know?" ”

"No wonder you're so embarrassed, he was able to escape twice in my hands before he started cultivating." Yun Jingyue's words were disdainful, which made Senior Brother Feng very embarrassed.

Sure enough, it's a variable. Jiang Ming secretly said that it was not good, but he didn't expect Senior Brother Feng to attract Yun Jingyue. I haven't seen him for three years, and he doesn't know what realm the proud female cultivator of the sky with picturesque eyebrows and a heart like a snake and scorpion has reached.

"You've been assigned to my team." Yun Jingyue's thin chin was slightly raised.

The order-holding monk in charge of Jiang Ming stepped forward, but was stopped by the three order-holding monks beside Yun Jingyue. Jiang Ming knew the means of Yun Jingyue, a femme fatale, and she should have given enough benefits to buy the three monks with orders.

"The city lord has decreed that we will be responsible for this section of the wall." The three monks spoke in unison.

The monk in charge of Jiang Ming's expression remained unchanged, glanced at Jiang Ming, turned around and left, and chose Mingzhe to protect himself.

Together with the reorganized monks and Jiang Ming, a total of twenty people were divided into Yun Jingyue's team. Jiang Ming squinted his eyes with a strong killing intent, looking at the direction of the Demon Beast Forest and thinking about how to deal with Yun Jingyue. He entered the city to find Yun Jingyue, and he wanted to solve her quietly, but now it has become a scourge that has made him in crisis.

"Calamity is also practice." Jiang Ming said softly, his heart was colder, and his sense of threat was stronger.

The person sitting with him said: "The so-called calamity is just fighting in the red dust. The number of calamities is also a certainty, especially since human calamities are everywhere. Living in such a world, regardless of the reason, go with the flow and do what needs to be done. ”

The one who spoke was a fat man of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a somewhat bloated figure, named Dao Yichen.

Jiang Ming has a lot of feelings, if you always look at things in terms of calamity, it will be too tiring. Where there are people, there is fighting, and there are robberies. Don't worry about so much, just do what needs to be done.

"Calamity is nothing more than life and death, I just need to live. If you are alive, there will be no calamity or calamity. ”

"They have to die, and that's what I'm supposed to do."

Jiang Ming's gaze swept over Yun Jingyue and Senior Brother Chang Yifeng, and his Dao heart was a little clearer. He immediately pressed his mind and realized the Buddha seal engraved in the Great Zen Temple.

Tomorrow, the demon beast attack will be more ferocious, and Yun Jingyue will not give him a way to live, he must hurry up and make himself stronger.

If you meditate on the Great Meditation Eternal Meditation Posture over and over again in your mind, if you use it to comprehend the level of "Dao" and enter the second realm of cultivation, it will be the best result for him.

"The Yongding style is full of Zen and the grand aspirations of Buddhism, and combined with this style, can I create my own Indian style?" Jiang Ming began to think back to the Buddhist scriptures he had read.

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