The vajra stick swept down a large shadow of the stick.

Carrying a violent blasting roar.

The Great Sect Master of the Vinaya Sect held a long stick and smashed it down, this burning stick that had been tempered for thousands of years was like a big whip in the high-speed fall—

Yellow sand is broken.

The ascetic cultivators on the head of the Lingshan city wall saw a big stick that shot out, buzzed backwards, nailed into the city wall, smashed out a large piece of cobweb, and shook down together with several cultivators near the city wall, holding the ground with both hands, and the monstrous yellow sand was densely sprayed like a rain of bows and arrows.

It is also mixed with the smell of blood.

The gale blew and the hundred ghosts whimpered.

Two young figures in cloak trampled on the eaves, rushed all the way to the city wall covered with stars and moons, one large and one small, all with gloomy expressions.

Song Jinglian pressed down with one hand, her palm seemed to be casually holding the hilts of the three ancient knives, her eyes spun around the city, looking at the ascetics who were frightened by Song Que's scene of the attack were still in a state of confusion, thinking that sure enough, her psychological intuition was not wrong...... It's not a good thing for his father to leave Lingshan for no reason.

Song Que made a move on Jin Yi.

Because the news of Yaochi's visitors was hidden by Song Que...... Song Yiren still doesn't know the specific cause and effect, he can only rely on his intuition to vaguely guess a rough idea.

In fact, he had already anticipated this scene as early as the bathing puja.

There are many people in Lingshan who are impeaching their fathers.

Because of the reason why Song Que opened the killing ring more than ten years ago, these people always thought that this big guest was an uncontrollable madman who could detonate the entire Lingshan at any time...... If I didn't guess wrong, this scene today should be what Jin Yi wants to see with his painstaking management.

That great sect master of the Vinaya Sect is also a madman.

This madman wants to prove that Song Que will harm the interests of Buddhism...... Once his father starts killing again today, then the situation will become serious.

"No one is allowed to strike without my orders. ”

Song Jinglian squatted on the head of the city wall and slowly stood up, his face was expressionless, he slightly loosened his palm, and cinnabar directly pulled out a long knife from his waist, and with a "bang", the silver and white knife light appeared, facing the ascetics of Lingshan, ready to take out the knife at any time.

"Is Keqingshan trying to rebel!"

A Vinaya ascetic's forehead bulged, roaring loudly, just stood up, before he could stand firmly, he was immediately hit by a white knife light like Changhong, Cinnabar's figure was as fast as lightning, and the knife was faster, but he didn't really use his killing intent, the back of the knife slapped on the opponent's waist, and the disciple of the Vinaya Sect, who was two heads taller than her, flew out fiercely, spun around twice like a spinning top, twisted his back and hit the stone wall, and fainted with his head lowered.

The woman holding the long knife pointed the tip of the knife at the ground with an expressionless face, and walked lightly and silently at the head of the city.

There was silence all around.

Song Jinglian's robe rolled in the wind, and he squinted his eyes at the scene in the yellow sand.

His father was not very tall in a green shirt, and he was visible in the looming dust.

Da Keqing raised a hand and clamped his jaw around a man's neck.

Jin Yi painfully pressed Song Que's wrist with ten fingers of both hands, but he couldn't shake this thin-looking middle-aged Confucian at all, and after removing the power of the Barrier Bodhisattva's twisting fire, Song Que still only used one move to defeat the great sect master of the Vinaya Sect.

Jin Yi's gold-leaf robe fluttered in the yellow sand, and his throat hissed, and the heavy, long ancient Sanskrit words struggled to squeeze out from between his teeth

The burning stick that had been inserted into the city wall was pulled out by itself and turned into a streamer again.

Song Que brushed his sleeves expressionlessly.

Between the lightning and flint, the long line of the vajra stick across the heavens and the earth was broken, Song Que grabbed the burning stick with one hand, fell down on one knee, and pressed the head of the great sect master of the Vinaya Sect into the ground with a thud with the other hand.

The sound of a "bell".

Jin Yi coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the sound of burning sticks was hot next to his ears.

The treasure that he was proud of after cultivating all his life, rubbing his cheeks through the earth, did not enter half of it.

A crush.

The Great Sect Master of the Law Sect was not Song Que's opponent at all.

Jin Yi's seven orifices oozed blood, even if he had an almost invincible physique in the Star Monarch realm, he was still fragile like a blank sheet of paper in front of Song Que, and the face of this great sect master looked quite miserable at the moment, and blood oozed from his pale facial features.

"This scene. Familiar? ”

Song Que asked expressionlessly.

The Great Sect Master, whose head was almost buried in the dust, roared in a low voice, like an angry beast, struggling all over his body under the suppression of the huge force, but like a joke.

This scene...... Familiar?

This extremely sarcastic sentence is like an awl, piercing Jin Yi's heart, more than ten years ago, on the day his senior brother Jin Yun died, he was like this, he was pressed to the ground by Song Que, his life hung by a thread, because of Shao Yun, Song Que left him alive.

This scene has been repeated.

Humiliation.

Great humiliation.

Jin Yi's eyes were bloodshot, the practitioners of the Vinaya sect obeyed the precepts and were responsible for maintaining the order of the Lingshan Mountain, and the Shura Field in the south was a necessary place for the disciples of the Vinaya to practice, where everyone would learn to be "angry", and if they had not experienced anger, they could not turn into Vajra, and they had the power to kill and protect.

In the past fifteen years, he has been able to maintain his life because he has tasted all the anger in Song Que's body.

The senior brother he regarded as his relatives died in Song Que's killing.

His dignity was also trampled under Song Que's feet.

Keqing Mountain was high up, watching the battle between the Zen laws...... The person who holds this power is nothing more than a "scholar" who can only gain power by twisting fire, and he does not even believe in the Dharma, does not practice Buddhism, and does not respect the rules.

Anger is what keeps Jin Yi alive.

He wants to prove it to Shao Yun...... There is no place of sacrifice for Song Que in this spiritual mountain, and the Pure Land of Buddhism does not need such a "stranger" to guide, and the only way is to trigger a "war".

Let everyone in Lingshan see Song Que's "true face" clearly.

Let your pain be felt by all.

Jin Yi coughed violently.

Is this prejudice...... It doesn't matter......

Lingshan doesn't need a character like Song Que, even if he can become powerful.

But Song Que will make Lingshan's faith no longer pure.

After today, every practitioner of the Vinaya sect will remember the "pain" brought by this great guest.

The Great Sect Master of the Law Sect twisted his head with difficulty, and looked at the man in green shirt who was high up in the sky, he actually laughed distortedly, and then tried to raise his head, but unfortunately he was pressed by a palm, and he couldn't even see Song Que's face.

He's still laughing.

"Come on...... Come...... Kill me......"

Jin Yi's head was pressed into the ground, pressed into the yellow sand, and he roared fiercely: "Song Que!

Ahh

He can die for Lingshan.

Just ...... Today Song Que made a move.

Then there is no room for reversal in the matter of "impeaching" the big guest secretary.

The palm that pressed against his forehead continued to exert force.

Song Que's expression was still calm.

It's just that he didn't do it...... Instead, he slowly raised his head, and in the yellow sand, there was a little bit of light, falling three feet away.

The highest part of the Lingshan Mountain.

The old man sitting in the light, his body was withdrawn little by little, as if he had escaped from the confinement of the "mortal womb", and in this space without darkness, even his own body turned into the ultimate light.

This piece of light came to the outside of the walls of Lingshan.

This is the reason why Song Que didn't do it, not because of "pity", let alone the so-called "soft-heartedness", for Jin Yi, he has never moved the slightest compassion...... That was true 10 years ago, and it will be true 10 years later.

"Master Shao Yun. ”

Da Keqing pressed Jin Yi's head with one hand, and the posture of this great sect master at the moment was extremely embarrassed.

Forced to fall down and prostrate.

The body was constantly convulsing.

It looks like a confession.

The old man in the light, his body is like a "feather" of going back in time, and the fine light is pieced together from all directions, turning into broken clothes, ancient pages, pale skin, his face and outline are still blurred.

The picture of the three people, because of the yellow sand and the power of willingness, can hardly be seen clearly on the top of the city wall...... However, the power of the Daxiong Treasure Hall shuttled through the void like a torrent, causing the time flow speed of the entire Lingshan City to seem to slow down.

The body leaned forward, as if Song Jinglian was about to fall from the city.

Spin the scabbard, ready to jump off the cinnabar at the head of the city with the Song Yi people.

The ascetics who held on to the bricks of the city walls, trying to see what was going on below......

All condensed into a static picture in time.

Song Que held down the Great Sect Master of the Law Sect and raised his head to stare at Shao Yun, his voice cold and slow.

"Because of this idiot, the divination technique failed, and I went too late...... A lot of people died in Yaochi. ”

"It's a miserable picture there...... It's even worse than the Little Lei Yin Temple. ”

"Those 'guys', like the masterminds behind Mingsha Mountain, are pursuing evil wishes and beliefs, trying to turn Yaochi into a 'dark altar'. ”

When this sentence is spoken.

Jin Yi was stunned.

Song Que said gloomily: "The entire Great Sui world is chasing and killing these immortal and immortal 'filth', and the strange ghosts in the Spirit Mountain are hidden very deeply...... It's not just one person. I've been on the hunt for all these years...... The 'curse' on the pure lotus is also related to these filths. ”

The curse on the pure lotus.

Ayia Navar ......

Immortal and immortal......

The burning stick next to the Vinaya Sect Master's cheek trembled, and by the time he realized how serious the consequences of his actions were, it was too late.

Song Quesen's cold voice sounded in his ears.

"I don't care if Jin Yi merged with 'them' or not, it was he who promoted the Yaochi tragedy...... The root of cause and effect is in him, the disgusting filth, and it is better to kill ten thousand by mistake than to let one go. ”

Jin Yi raised his head with difficulty, and he opened his mouth to explain something.

But he couldn't even say a word.