Chapter 1098: After all, ambition is hard to annihilate

"Master, master!"

Wenren Pastoral shouted loudly, trying to catch Wenren Xuanfeng, but that hand only grabbed a corner of his clothes.

In my ears, only the sound of the whirring wind remained.

Wen Ren Pastoral stared at the bottom of the cliff, where the figure of Wen Ren Xuanfeng quickly turned into a small dot, and then slowly disappeared.

The cliff is bottomless, and this jump is unpredictable.

Wen Ren Muge sat heavily on the ground, his eyes were depressed and depressed, he held the yellowed letter in his hand, and muttered, "Big brother, what should I do?" I didn't do a good job, I didn't do a good job! What can I do now? What should I do? ”

Wen Ren Pastoral never thought that things would develop to this point.

Since coming to the Han Cicada Temple, Wenren Muge inquired all the way, and finally found Wenren Xuanfeng, thinking that he could complete the task given to him by Ye Tian and let Wenren Xuanfeng return to Wenren's house.

But who would have thought that Wenren Xuanfeng didn't admit his identity at all, and in the end he refused to even see Ye Tian.

"Big Brother ......"

Wenren Pastoral suddenly became extremely stubborn, and his eyes were full of perseverance: "Big brother, if the uncle has an accident, then I will be ashamed of you, I will go with the uncle." ”

After saying that, he also jumped and jumped towards the cliff.

In my ears, the wind suddenly sounded, and the whole world seemed to suddenly fall silent.

At this moment, Wen Ren Pastoral smiled.

……

In a meditation room in the Han Cicada Temple.

An old man with white hair was sitting on a futon with his eyes crossed.

Beside him, a middle-aged monk also sat quietly.

Inside the house, the candles suddenly moved without wind, and swayed gently twice with the wind.

Even the old monk's robe fluttered gently as if it had been puffed up by a gust of wind.

"Yuan Hui, you really don't want to see your son?" The old monk suddenly spoke.

The middle-aged monk beside him had a tangled face, and his hands were folded: "Abbot...... How can the disciple meet him when he looks like this now? Moreover, if I had insisted at the beginning, I would not have let him suffer so much, how could the disciple have the face to see him? ”

"Amitabha." The old monk clasped his hands together: "The old man didn't expect that the Wenren Pastoral Song would be so stubborn that he would jump down with you, hehe, someone can be so heartfelt to your son and willing to die, you should have no regrets, right?" ”

The middle-aged monk's face was slightly moved, and his eyes flashed with imperceptible brilliance, as if he agreed with the old monk's words very much, but his face was a little entangled: "Abbot, that's a cliff, the disciple just jumped down with a doppelganger, but I didn't expect that Wenren Pastoral Song also jumped down, he will be fine, right?" ”

The abbot asked rhetorically: "What, are you worried about the life and death of that person who hears the pastoral song?" ”

As if his mind was broken by a word, the middle-aged monk hurriedly lowered his head: "But, that's a life after all." ”

"Everyone in the world is an ant, although my Buddha is compassionate, how can an ant know the preciousness of life?" The abbot tilted his head slightly: "Yuan Hui, you said that you have cut off the world, and you will never have any attachment to the people and things before you became a monk, but just now, you were clearly worried about the life and death of the person who heard the pastoral song, just ...... as a teacher."

"Abbot, disciple is stupid!" Before the abbot could finish speaking, the middle-aged monk bowed heavily to the ground: "Abbot, please don't expel the disciple from the Hancia Temple." The disciple once made a grand wish, one day he will not become an immortal, and one day he will not be entangled with his own bloodline, even if Ye Tian comes today, the disciple will never meet him. ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Seeing this, the abbot just shook his head slightly: "Then what is the point of cultivating that Tao and becoming that immortal?" ”

"This ......," the middle-aged monk was speechless for a moment.

"Hehe, go ahead, there is an obstacle in my heart, even if it is a catastrophe, it is easy to have a knot." The abbot glanced at the middle-aged monk lightly: "If you want to make up for your previous mistakes, go ahead, help that Ye Tian, and achieve supreme glory." ”

"Abbot, disciple ......"

"Needless to say." The abbot closed his eyes again: "Don't worry, that Wenren Pastoral has his own creation." Under the cliff, there is his chance, he ...... Can't die. ”

The middle-aged monk stared at the abbot in a daze.

After a long time, he got up suddenly, and a fine light burst out in his eyes: "Abbot, thank you for your cultivation over the years, the disciple is unforgettable, if there are disciples in need of disciples in the Han Cicada Temple, the disciples will definitely go to the soup and the fire!" ”

After speaking, he stepped out of the meditation room, and the momentum of the whole person also changed.

His eyes looked straight in the direction of Snap Finger City, but his body trembled slightly from being too excited.

"Once, I was a wreck, and now, I didn't expect to see each other again. Oh my God, I'm coming. ”

Those eyes, where is the kind look before?

As soon as the world changes, let it be free, and love the red dust to kill the monk!

Hearing the Xuanfeng, in that heart, how could he have extinguished the mighty pride?

Wearing a monk's robe, he turned into a long rainbow and flew away in the direction of Snap Finger City.

It's just that when Wenren Xuanfeng just left, the abbot's face was pale, and he sighed long: "Hey, it's a tiger, it can't be imprisoned in a cage after all, it's difficult, and finally can't hide!" ”

After that, the abbot seemed to have seen something, and muttered, "Han Cicada Temple, maybe...... You really can't get through this hurdle, right? ”

"Boom!"

In the sky, a thunderclap rang out.

The thunder and lightning were mixed with an extremely strong explosion force, and they directly bombarded the sky above the Chilling Cicada Temple.

Then, a thousand-year-old tree at the entrance of the Han Cicada Temple was smashed in half.

The monks in the entire Han Cicada Temple immediately ran out, and when they saw the appearance of the thousand-year-old tree, they immediately exclaimed.

A young monk ran over: "Abbot, abbot, it's not good, it's not good!" ”

Everything seems to indicate something.

……

Snap the city.

Ye Tian defeated Master Yuankong with one move, as if the courage of the entire Qi Dynasty was also defeated.

With a wave of his hand, all the Yan soldiers and the demon beasts in the Dalang River were like huge waves, directly overturning the snap finger city.

Finger City no longer had the slightest strength to resist.

The two brothers wanted to resist desperately, but the defeated Qi soldiers couldn't stop it like the ebbing tide.

In the end, Zhou Wa had no choice but to look up to the sky and sigh, kneeling on the ground: "King Qi, Zhou Wa did his best!" ”

That sigh was an expression of endless sadness.

Even though Zhou Wa and Ye Tian were on the opposite side, their loyalty to the Qi Dynasty also made Ye Tian admire.

Ye Tian rode the Flying Eagle and went straight into Snap Finger City, not only captured Zhou Brick and Zhou Tile, but also occupied the entire Snap Finger City in just half a day.

However, Ye Tian did not continue to advance, but ordered Yan Nanfei to be stationed in Snap Finger City first, but let those who surrendered let them leave, and the recalcitrant Qi soldiers were killed.

Yan Nanfei didn't expect that he could defeat this impregnable snap of finger city at all, so naturally he didn't disobey Ye Tian at all.

It just so happens that Yan Bing needs to cultivate, and if he wants to continue to move forward, he must recuperate.

However, what Ye Tian and Yan Nanfei didn't know was that when they occupied Finger City, the remaining six dynasties that wrapped the Chu Dynasty, including the Qi Dynasty, got the news one after another.

The most powerful Qin Dynasty was even more terrifying.

(End of chapter)