Chapter 20: Southern Song Dynasty
Yin soldiers borrow the way, something that will happen in folklore.
However, at this moment, it appeared in front of Yang Chen, the scale was huge, and there was no end in sight, like a tide coming, terrifying and boundless.
The footsteps were deafening, all the spirits did not say a word, their skin was purple-black, and above the heads of the whole army, the yin qi was as vast as the sea, surging violently, and it could pour down at any time.
Yang Chen stood in front of the iron gate, looking at the approaching army, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and he couldn't help but hold the long sword behind his back, if it was really a last resort, he didn't mind letting these ghosts see what the Big Dipper was.
The sky shook, and in the majestic resentment, roars sounded one after another, and a figure could be vaguely seen, holding a battle flag, with the word "Yue" written on it.
The flag was stained with blood in many places, and some places were broken, but it was full of evil aura, and ordinary people couldn't approach it at all, otherwise they would definitely die a tragic death.
The man shook the battle flag, seemingly weak, but in fact there was a gust of devastating wind, tearing off hundreds of miles of land, earth and rocks flying everywhere, trees broken, and the scene was terrifying.
Yang Chen took up the dragon python supernatural power, turned into a ball of golden light, kicked the ground, and quickly moved away from this area, but he was still caught up by a gust of wind, and his back was hit hard, fortunately, there was that sword to block part of the power, otherwise he would definitely die.
His body fell to the ground, coughing up blood again and again, and his already white face suddenly became even more bloodless, and his vitality was greatly damaged.
With a "boom", the ground cracked, the earth and stones were surging, and Yang Chen's body seemed to be on the waves, shaking constantly, and he was almost buried in the ground.
However, at this moment, someone recited the scriptures in the distance, which was the orthodox Haoran Dharma, causing the place where the Yin soldiers were located to be covered with golden lotuses, and most of the Yin Qi immediately dissipated.
Then a Zen staff flew into the sky, surrounded by golden lightning, splitting the void and leading Yang Chen to a safe place.
Immediately afterwards, I saw the battle flag falling, reflecting the vision of the monstrous sea of blood, and the word "Yue" erupted with infinite divine power, suppressing the Zen staff, terrifying and boundless, like a boiling volcano, about to erupt.
"Cruelty to the loyal and good, it should be destroyed by heaven and earth, and today this seat will obey the will of heaven and do a good deed. ”
On a hill that is not known how many kilometers away from this area, the dilapidated temple suddenly lit up with boundless glow, and the sound of ten thousand Buddhas chanting was heard.
In the hall of the temple, the corners of the walls were covered with cobwebs, weeds were everywhere, and the wooden tables were full of dust, and the whole room looked very dirty and unbearable.
But only the Buddha statue in the center is spotless, it is first the size of a baby, as the scriptures from the outside world become louder and louder, it is also higher and higher, and finally it towers into the clouds, sitting on the top of the mountain, overlooking all living beings.
In several nearby cities, almost all the residents saw this golden figure, and all those who believed in the Dharma immediately knelt down and prayed sincerely.
If there are 100 million people in these cities combined, then at least 70 million people will kneel down, and this kind of scene is extremely shocking, and the scriptures in the sky will suddenly be even brighter, and the sky will almost collapse.
There are many Buddhist believers, and it can be seen with the naked eye that a little light gushes out of those who kneel, and then flies into the golden Buddha's body, making it bigger and bigger, and the mountain can barely support its weight.
On the wilderness meadow, an old man with white hair and white beard tied up the green ox, and looked up at the Dharma Statue towering into the clouds, his eyes indifferent.
There was a sound in the void, and a large hole suddenly cracked, and the white celestial horse walked out of the cart and stopped beside the green ox, and the two Rui beasts stared at each other with big eyes, which was quite funny.
The girl in the white dress was the first to get out of the car, lifted the curtain, and the man in the black robe walked out, and when he saw the old man for the first time, he paused his body and straightened his posture.
"I have long admired the name of my predecessors. The man saluted.
The old man was dressed in tattered robes, smiling but not speaking.
The black-robed man continued: "The junior passed by here and accidentally found that the avenue was chaotic, and all the heavenly machines were obscured, but I didn't expect it to be the senior casting spells. ”
Seeing that the old man had never spoken, the girl in the white dress asked in a low voice, "Childe, shouldn't he be a dumb person?"
In the field, the girl's eyes were puzzled, the man clenched his fists, his breathing was short, his eyes were full of anxiety, he looked at the old man cautiously, and was relieved to see that the other party was not angry.
"Don't be rude to your seniors!" he whispered.
When the girl heard this, she spit out her little fragrant tongue and stepped aside.
Seeing this, the old man's smile became even stronger, and the middle finger, index finger, and ring finger of his left hand swayed, and the smile suddenly disappeared.
The girl in the white dress felt dizzy, first collapsed, and then lay down in the carriage in an instant.
All the men saw it in their eyes, and he knew that it was the old man in front of him who was making a move, and the other party must have done the same, so he didn't get angry.
"You have lived longer than me, and the three seniors have tormented me. ”
"Cultivators, seniority is calculated according to strength, so seniors can withstand my three voices. The man replied respectfully.
The old man nodded slightly, tidied up his robe, untied the rope tied to the green ox, rode on, and said without looking back: "If you call me three times, I will return you a heavenly opportunity." ”
"It's hard to hide from fate, make plans as soon as possible. ”
The man's name was Gu Chang'an, the black dragon robe swayed in the wind, and after pondering for a moment, he made a junior salute in the direction where the old man left, and then stepped into the carriage and stayed away from here.
On the way, the girl woke up in a daze: "Childe, where are we going?"
Gu Changan fiddled with the teacup on the tea table, showed a warm smile in the spring breeze, and said with a smile: "Wanqing, it's time for us to go home." ”
On the sky, the heavenly horse-drawn carriage, the surging sun, all the way to the north, the wind and snow fall.
Compared with the quietness of the two in the carriage, the other place is simply a world of difference.
The sky was burst, the golden Buddha statue was eternal, and the big hand reached out, which was a thousand feet, and just one finger could shatter one of the five mountains.
In the midst of the resentment, the figure roared, urging the battle flag, which instantly became larger, wrapped around the golden finger, and then strangled, extremely brutal.
"It is an unforgivable sin to use the military banner of a mutilated person and the fighting spirit of a loyal person!"
The Buddha is angry, the earth moves, the mountains shake, the sea is dry, and the sky is dark.
In the center of the golden Buddha's eyebrows, a figure slowly walked out, surrounded by seven hundred and forty-nine angry-eyed King Kongs, all of whom were protecting him.
Where he walked, the golden lotus bloomed, and the scriptures he recited, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, he slapped it out with one palm, as if every finger was comparable to a pillar of heaven, like an eternal divine soldier, indestructible!
"Amitabha, the disciple of this seat has been trapped by this trick, it is a natural spiritual creature, so it can not die, as for you, a mortal, not enough. ”
Bang!
The universe is shattered, and the chaotic qi is surging, drowning the four seas and eight wildernesses.
A big hand, covering the sky and the sun, shrouded the earth for thousands of miles, blooming with brilliant golden light, forty-nine angry eyes of King Kong all sat on it, releasing terrifying divine might.
The ground that had been injured became even more devastated again, and that hand, with infinite power, the oppressive void was directly shattered, and the black spatial cracks were intertwined like lightning, cutting through the nine skies.
At the same time, the coercion it carried also caused many mountains to shatter and rivers to churn, but fortunately, the person who shot it had the intention to control it, so it did not hurt any mortal.
Boom!
The big hand fell, and the monstrous resentment was the first to dissipate, and then a figure appeared, imprisoned by the Buddha's light, kneeling in the air, with a hideous face, and roared: "Let go of me!"
The Zen staff that had escorted Yang Chen away before went and returned, and the golden lightning that swirled around him suddenly poured out, constantly slashing at that person, making him crazy, making him roar, life is worse than death!
For hundreds of years, he had been kneeling in the temple of a certain general, being reviled and whipped with a leather whip, even by his wife.
Moreover, her wife was still kneeling naked.
His heart was full of resentment, accumulated for a hundred years, and finally waited for the aura to revive and reappear in the world, but he didn't expect to be suppressed again and endure the pain of whipping, he was about to go crazy.
"The sinners of the Southern Song Dynasty are not sorry to die. ”
A golden figure came from a distance, and then bowed to a temple, saying: "The Southern Song Dynasty is loyal and good, which is regrettable." ”