Chapter Twenty-Four: He Saw the Future
Su Yan walked up to the scholar:
"How long can Senior Brother hold on?"
The scholar's divine sense sensed the projection world: "An hour." ”
An hour was enough, and Su Yan walked in front of the gentleman again: "I want to enter the projection world." ”
Sansan walked over, "I'll go with you", and several people came around.
"No, I'll go alone, things started because of me," Su Yan said.
The gentleman nodded and said nothing more.
Su Yan refused to allow the others to go in with him, and he walked up to the scholar.
Everyone knows what he wants to do, no one stops, it's really like the gentleman said: damn the bald donkey.
Su Yan silently added in his heart, it's not just the bald donkey that should be damned.
He nodded to the scholar.
projection within the world.
The original blue sky was covered with lightning, and the calm water surface was rolling with waves, where was it still the same as when Su Yan first entered.
Aoki and the others had been trapped inside for a long time, and there was no sun and moon in the projection world, so it was impossible to calculate the passage of time, but they were all great cultivators, and they could also deduce the approximate time from the circulation of the vitality in their bodies.
I didn't expect the scholar to really be able to stop them for seven days, Xue Yijiu remembered the foolish dream he said, and his heart became more and more irritable.
The fool said that dreams became dreams come true, and there was no doubt that the academy slapped him in the face with a resounding slap.
From the time he appeared, he had only said one word, but he was the one who was the most angry of all the people in the projection world, as Xue Guangming's younger brother, he had always been very proud, he was prouder than Aoki and Chen Banshan, and he had been working hard to prove himself under the aura of his genius brother.
He is not only Xue Guangming's younger brother, he is also a genius and powerhouse.
However, the academy slapped him in the face, or rather, he sent his face to the slap himself.
Xue Yijiu's eyes had become blood-red, and the sword rays from the Bright Sword were about to turn into substance, each sword had drawn a deep mark in the space, if it weren't for those lightning bolts and mountain peaks that appeared out of thin air, I was afraid that this projection world would have already been broken by him alone.
He stabbed his sword again at the position just now, where a small dark dot had already appeared, and judging from the strength of those attacks that had appeared earlier, he knew that the scholar would not be able to hold out for too long.
There was no accident, when he stabbed out with a sword, a mountain peak smashed head-on like him, and the mountain peak was sandwiched with the sound of wind breaking through the air, and the momentum of Mount Tai was overwhelming.
The sword light that pierced the sky split into two, and one of the sword lights headed towards the mountain peak, after fighting for so long, he had already calculated the power of this mountain peak.
This time he was wrong, because the mountain peaks are not only mountain peaks, but also have sword light in the mountain peaks, to be precise, a little cold star pierced from the tip of the sword, like the bud of a plum blossom.
The Bright Sword divided the mountain peak in two, but the bud of the plum blossom also reached Xue Yijiu's chest, and the bud was about to open, and Xue Yijiu had the illusion of a moment, as if there were still red dewdrops on it.
How can the dew be red, and the red is blood.
Xue Yijiu is worthy of being a great cultivator at the pinnacle of knowing his fate, and more importantly, he is Xue Guangming's younger brother.
At the moment when the flower bud was about to open in front of his chest, he crushed a blood-colored sword with his right hand, which was very small, only an inch long, more like a child's toy.
A layer of blood light appeared on his chest, and the plum blossoms did not dissipate when they fell on the blood light, and continued to move forward slowly and persistently. Xue Yijiu took advantage of this opportunity to jump upward, and the plum blossoms finally opened and opened on his lower abdomen.
The red petals gradually opened, poignant and bewitching, and with a bang, the blood-colored light film after Xue Yijiu's crushing small sword shattered, and he let out a terrible scream, and the whole person fell straight from the air.
It is strange that he fell on the water and did not sink into the water.
"Plum Blossom Branding" sounded a few exclamations, and Su Yan's figure also appeared on the water surface of the projection world.
"Who are you Chu Xiangxiang?" Chen Banshan's figure appeared in front of Su Yan.
Aoki squatted down to check Xue Yijiu's injuries.
Su Yan stared at the sword in his hand, a little distracted, Chu Xiangxiang's indifferent and proud figure came to mind, he didn't know if this sword was right, whether it should be out or not, and he didn't want to think about it, he only knew that the blood stain on the lips of the second senior brother gentleman, in order to repair the space, the people of the academy had already paid too much.
The stories he has heard since he was a child in Taolin, he always has a lot of things he doesn't understand, such as the teacher.
There is no doubt that the people of Taolin have a great influence on him, those warm emotions like cotton, or feelings, such as teachers.
This is the contradiction, Su Yan found that he didn't know when this contradiction appeared in his heart.
Noble and great sentiments, warm and ordinary life, unwilling anger, and unrepentant determination, everyone has left indelible traces on the growth trajectory from childhood to adulthood in Taolin.
Aoki stood up and shook his head, the plum blossom bloomed in Xue Yijiu's abdomen, avoiding the heart, but the sea of qi was wasted.
Chen Banshan didn't pay attention to Xue Yijiu anymore, whether he was Xue Guangming's younger brother or not, this matter didn't have much to do with him, but he was concerned about another matter.
The blood-colored film of light formed by the small sword that Xue Yijiu crushed at the last moment was obviously the power of the law.
It has also been confirmed that Xue Guangming has crossed that threshold, and there is one more person in this world.
Xue Yijiu was seriously injured and died under the plum blossoms, it seems that the legend that the plum blossoms can bloom on Wuju's body is also true, these are very important news, in the coming catastrophe, Daomen will use this information as a reference to decide certain things.
Aoki looked at Su Yan, his face was as pale as a dry well, but inside was the moss, coldness and countless messy things left over from countless years.
Aoki had seen plum blossoms bloom on the cliff of the flying peak, and his senior brother died under the plum blossoms.
The shabby monk's robes tumbled in the wind.
He sat cross-legged on the water, the muscles on his face, the muscles on his hands, and the muscles of his whole body were all emaciated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole person seemed to have lived countless years.
dry Zen,
Dry Zen is the supreme power of Buddhism, but few people have sat down in the history of Buddhism.
To sit in dry meditation, you need great perseverance and wisdom, and you need to be able to endure the pain of life passing in a very short time, and then welcome more powerful power with an old body.
One year old and one withered, first withered and then honored, and there was a great danger between withering and glory.
Perhaps in the process of withering, the uncontrollable passage of life force will become vanished, or the regained strength will shatter the old body.
Some are similar to Phoenix Nirvana, but more resolute and cruel.
Cruelty to oneself, cruelty to others.
Dry Zen is cruel, Aoki is a disciple of Buddhism, and he practices Buddhism.
It turns out that the Buddhism that claims to be compassionate also has no compassion.
Aoki was already thin and thin, but at this time he began to wither, and the whole person became a bone shelf, and the shabby monk's clothes hung on the shelf, fluttering in the wind, and his eye sockets were deep like skeletons.
Along with him were the eighteen dervishes who had been with him.
Chen Banshan glanced at Aoki and Su Yan, gritted his teeth, and spit out the word "disease" between his lips.
He didn't believe that the plum blossom could bloom again, it was obvious that Su Yan's plum blossom brand was the same as the little sword that Xue Guangming gave to Xue Yijiu, both of which were condensed by the powerhouses of the Momentless Realm with supreme supernatural powers, and the power of one blow was equivalent to the full force of the powerhouse without moments, but it could only send one blow.
He is the ruling god seat of the Dao Gate, a great cultivator who knows the peak of fate, and no one knows that he is still a spell master.
The spell master curses people to live and die, curses people are riddled with diseases, bad luck continues, and the curse people are separated by heaven and man.
No one is a spell master, nothing is a curse.
The sorcerer is a profession of the snowman tribe, and the snowman has an instinctive fear and dependence on the sorcerer, and the fear comes from the power of the sorcerer, and the dependence also comes from the power of the sorcerer.
No one thought that the Daomen's Ruling Divine Seat was a spell master of the Snowy Wasteland, which was Chen Banshan's biggest secret.
The people of the academy abolished Xue Yijiu, and the matter was no longer just as simple as a party Jinpa.
At this time, Chen Banshan needs to stand in line, and Daomen needs to stand in line.
The academy has always been the highest mountain on the mainland, but now that the master is not visible, it is possible to climb that mountain.
Chen Banshan understands the strength of the academy, and knows that even the era when the master is not obvious is not a peak that the Taoist sect can climb, because there are still those people in the backyard of the academy, and the students taught by the academy have countless complex forces in the world.
But Aoki, who flew to the peak today, was sitting in dry meditation.
The people of the academy abolished Xue Guangming's younger brother, and Xue Yijiu was still a person from Jianfeng, in other words, if Xue Yijiu wanted to avenge his younger brother, he would be the enemy of the academy.
The enemy of the enemy can sometimes be a friend.
Of course, his stronger confidence comes from the countless people in the world who want to climb the peak of the academy, and those people's desires are so strong, even if the disciples of the academy have just opened a plum blossom on Xue Yijiu's lower abdomen, in the face of desire, I believe that no one cares about his identity as a spell master.
So he took sides, and he stood on the other side on behalf of the Daomen.
When Chen Banshan's word "disease" came out, Su Yan sneezed.
Sneezing is a physiological reaction of the body to being attacked by the cold, and it is impossible for the practitioner's body to get sick.
But Su Yan caught a cold,
Chen Banshan's attack was finally dispatched, and Aoki reached Su Yan's body in one step.
Aoki's dry muscles were plumping, his face was becoming ruddy, and black hair was growing on the top of his bare head.
One year old and one withered, Aoki's withered Zen has obviously become,
Aoki stood up, and a blue lotus appeared at his feet, and the green lotus was holding Aoki on the water. A punch hit Su Yan, the fist broke through the air and made a thunderous explosion, and the entire projection space was smashed into a huge tube-shaped space by this punch, and the scholar outside spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the breath of the whole person was paused.
The water surface formed by the laws of the space was vaporized, and the whole space was foggy.
Chen Banshan said another word: "bitter"
Sick people are already in pain.
Su Yan only felt that his heart was in pain for a moment, and pain was a physiological reaction, and it was also an emotion in his heart.
It is like a child being robbed of his favorite toy, like a farmer watching a rainstorm wash away the fruits of his harvest in autumn, and like a boy losing his most beloved lover. For some reason, the figure of Huang Yi who sang in the Wenshui teahouse appeared in his heart.
"Lonely", "injured" and "absolute", Chen Banshan said faster and faster, more and more urgently.
"None", "difficult", "sad", "lost......
Aoki's fist was getting closer.
Chen Banshan's lips moved faster and faster.
Su Yan seemed to have lost all his dearest people in an instant, he saw the peach forest turn into a sea of fire, he saw the young mother in the town lying in a pool of blood and struggling hopelessly, he saw the knife with a murderous face and raised a knife to slash at him, the second senior brother kept coughing up blood on the couch, seeing that the injury was incurable, the red makeup and Sansan pointed at his nose and scolded: "It's all your fault, you broke the space, it was you who killed the second senior brother." ”
Liu Mengmeng and Tang Guo'er looked at him coldly, and resolutely turned around and left, without saying a word.
He dragged his seriously ill body down the street, coughing incessantly as he went, as if his lungs were about to come out.
Everyone on the street looked at him indifferently and hatefully, and some of the women scolded him loudly: "You executioner, you are a demon, you killed the gentleman of the academy, and now you are coming to kill us again." ”
Eggs, greens, leftovers, and countless filth things were thrown at him.
With a snap, an egg smashed into his face, and the yolk protein ran down his cheek. The fishy smell of eggs rushed into his nostrils, and as far as his eyes could see, a red like fire.
He watched it all, the world was so strange.
He walked down the street, he was so lonely.
He felt that he had lost the most important thing, a graceful yellow back in the direction of the setting sun, farther and farther away, he didn't know who she was, only that it was the most important person in his life.
The most important person took away his most important things, and he was left with only a shell.
He dragged his seriously ill body on the high mountain, and the land was full of cries, blood and fire everywhere, and he saw countless creatures that he had never seen before descending from the sky, setting fire to the continent everywhere, killing people, countless weeping and wailing, countless sounds of blades piercing flesh, countless sounds of burning buildings, the sound of mountains collapsing, the sound of great rivers breaking down, and these voices finally converged into a loud shout:" It's all you, the devil, you smashed the space and attracted the demons, you look at how many people you killed, how many people died because of you, you get out of this world, you die. ”
This is the most vicious resentment and curse in the world.
With a pop, Su Yan spurted out a mouthful of scarlet blood.
Pain, sadness, despair, loneliness abandoned by the world, Su Yan's heart was broken into thousands of petals, each one scarred and drenched in blood.
Su Yan lay on the ground, listening to the sound of countless volcanic eruptions on the earth, he hit his head on the ground, trying to drive away this sadness, he put his hand in his chest, wanting to crush the despair.
"No, it's not like that," he muttered, tears of red blood, "No...... It's not like that, no...... No....... ”