Chapter Twenty-Seven: The World Is Impossible
The bloody breath soon soared into the sky, and there was a dead silence at the bottom of the mountain, and the armor soldiers all over the mountain stood like pillars, and even the neighing of horses was very rare.
From beginning to end, there was not even anyone who spoke, but just came here coldly and shot more than 10,000 people in Peach Blossom Town.
The blood pooled into a stream, and the peach blossoms all over the ground were diluted by the blood, leaving only a rich blood color.
The first encounter with blood in Baili Taoshan turned this paradise into a terrifying hell.
When Su Heng, Baili Chi and Qin Huangchao came out of the cave, the ghee sticks were pressing Wujiang to death, and at the same time, they were firmly covering Wujiang's mouth to prevent him from yelling.
Su Heng's face was pale at this time, as if he had just fallen seriously ill. But when he saw the foot of the mountain, which was full of warmth and joy a moment ago, but now it became like this in a blink of an eye, his eyes still couldn't help but shrink sharply.
The ground was black and oppressive, and the arrows exuded a cold killing intent, and blood flowed on the ground.
"This ......," Su Heng looked back at Qin Huangchao, who was still a hundred miles late.
Bailichi's face was pale at this time, and the green veins on his forehead were faintly bulging, although he did not show his face in front of the people, he had already regarded these people as his subordinates.
"Damn!" Qin Huangchao's cloudy eyes suddenly brightened a lot, he looked at the tragic situation at the foot of the mountain, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, the lives under his hands had long been countless, but he asked himself that he never killed innocent people indiscriminately, are these people really crazy?
The ghee sticks were still broken free by Wujiang, and Wujiang rushed to Su Heng's side, his voice with a cry, "Master, why? Why?"
He has always believed that there is justice in the world, and the master once said that Buddhism is all over the world, but why? Why does everything seem to be different from what the master said from the moment he stepped into the red dust? If this is the case, why did he break into this red dust? Or is there any Buddha in this world?
"Wujiang, meditate!" Su Heng patted Wujiang's trembling shoulder, "It's not us who is wrong, it's not the truth that is wrong, it's these people who are wrong." ”
"Master, ask them for you......"
Su Heng looked at the foot of the mountain again, the clarity in his eyes was gradually disappearing, and the three-petaled golden lotus at the center of his eyebrows wanted to break through the shackles and bloom again between heaven and earth.
"Su boy!" Bai Lichi saw that something was wrong with Su Heng, and directly snorted coldly with his true qi, "Don't act rashly!"
The black gas that had just surged under Su Heng's eyes disappeared again.
"Senior, I'll come when I go. Su Heng leaned down, "Wujiang, chant for the master!"
Tears glistened in his innocent eyes, and he sobbed and nodded vigorously, "Okay, master!"
Su Heng stepped out with one foot and jumped directly from the top of the mountain, like a long sword, straight into the foot of the mountain.
Baili Chi glanced at Qin Huangchao and stepped out, the whole person seemed to be stepping on the clouds, slowly falling, indescribably elegant, but the speed of falling was a few points faster than Su Heng.
"Stay here, accompany the little monk to recite the scriptures, and recite the "Sutra of Death"!" Qin Huangchao finished speaking, kicked away a boulder on the top of the mountain, and the whole person stood on the boulder and smashed straight down towards the foot of the mountain.
The ghee sticks glanced at Wujiang, and then at the three people who rushed towards the mountains and fields, "How can there be a dead life in the world?"
He was a little worried, because he had seen too much and understood too much, and he felt that the little monk was what he hoped to be at this moment, with faith, enough for him to live for a lifetime.
On the way down, Su Heng continued to unload his strength with the help of the peach tree, and finally stopped at the foot of the mountain.
The two legs were inserted directly into the ground, but fortunately they were not injured.
Step by step, when you get closer, you can see clearly.
When he walked into Peach Blossom Town, he saw that the joy on the faces of some people had not yet dissipated, and he was nailed to the ground by several arrows, and a little girl was holding a peach blossom basket in her hand, but three arrows pierced her body, and the peach blossom basket was pierced into the earth along with her hand.
Full of miserable scenes!
Su Heng's breathing was slightly short, he stretched out his hand and waved it over everyone he saw, the Floating Dust Sutra that he hadn't cultivated for three years was finally transported again, and a special aura that had been sealed in dust for three years rose from his body again.
The blackness in his eyes continued to dissipate, and the few traces of blood on his face were fading, even the long jet-black hair began to turn white from the roots.
"Hahaha...... Bai Wuchang, you finally can't help it!" In the sea of qi, on the top of the dragon's head, Su Wuchang saw that there were constantly souls falling into the sea of qi, and looked up to the sky and laughed, "I told you a long time ago, you and I ascend to the position of impermanence as soon as possible, and this world will enjoy peace one day earlier!"
Su Heng's eyes were pale, even his pupils disappeared, they were pure white, and in his sight, one by one the souls cried miserably above the deceased.
They are puzzled, but they don't know how to tell others, so they can only wait in despair to be burned to ashes by the fire of mortal karma.
Su Heng waved his hand again and again, and one by one the souls followed the acupoints in his palm, constantly pouring into the sea of qi.
"Su impermanence, I am not running the Floating Dust Sutra for you, nor for the ethereal impermanence. Su Heng's lips opened slightly.
There was an extremely dangerous, but compassionate aura emanating from him, and the whole person stood in the mountain of corpses, leaving behind and independent.
More than 10,000 souls were taken away by Su Heng, and the pure whiteness in his eyes also dissipated, but he was even weaker.
Baili Chi stretched out his hand and helped him with his true qi leaving his body.
Qin Huangchao stood on the boulder and smashed in front of the army.
"Boom!"
Qin Huangchao patted his pale robe, and asked the captain who was riding a tall horse at the head, "Flag?"
The lieutenant was hidden in the black armor, and he didn't say a word, but raised his hand directly.
"Boom!"
The sound of armor rubbing sounded like a wave, and behind the armor sergeant, tens of thousands of soldiers raised their bows and arrows in their hands, and Sen Leng's arrows were pointed at Qin Huangchao.
"It is said that the armor is more than 10,000, but the immortals can be slaughtered. I'd like to try. ”
Qin Huangchao grinned, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth, he plucked out his ears, and then stepped out.
The tips of the arrows moved one step in front of Qin Huangchao, but everyone was wrong.
Qin Huangchao walked directly to the distance of only one step in front of the captain, "It is said that the armor soldier can break ten thousand and slaughter immortals, but if I want to kill you in the ten thousand armies, it will be easy, what do you think?"
The lieutenant still didn't say a word, and his raised hand fell directly.
"Boom!"
The bowstring rattled, and countless dense arrows shot directly in the direction of the captain, completely ignoring the captain's life or death.
Qin Huangchao's complexion changed sharply, and his body retreated again and again, hiding behind the boulder, which was able to avoid this rain of arrows.
Baili Chi also walked here with Su Heng, "Old man Qin, how is it?"
"These people seem to have fallen into some evil, and they don't care whether the chief is alive or dead. Qin Huangchao had palpitations, the army in front of him seemed to be crazy, just now the captain and the horse had been shot into a hedgehog by ten thousand arrows.
Baili Chi poked his head out, and sure enough, in front of the military array, a large number of arrows were covered, and then another round of arrows flew towards the boulder.
"Boom!"
"Ding!"
......
The three of them hid behind the boulder, and they could clearly feel the terrifying power coming from the boulder.
One arrow is nothing, but it's tens of thousands, enough to topple a town in an instant.
"Get out of here! These people seem to be here for us. Qin Huangchao patted Su Heng, and a majestic true qi rushed directly into Su Heng's body, and Su Heng's complexion was better.
Baili Chi also nodded, this armor soldier all over the mountains, even if he is a land immortal in the eyes of the world, he is helpless, if he stays longer, he is likely to be directly crucified here.
Ten thousand people can slaughter immortals, this sentence is by no means groundless.
"Retreat!"
Baili Chi took Su Heng and took the lead in retreating, Qin Huangchao kicked the boulder to pieces, and countless small stones broke through the air, piercing all the dozens of cavalry in front, and then quickly retreated.
The arrows that spread all over the world were like locusts that crossed the border, and where they passed, not a single grass grew.
The three of them returned to the top of the mountain, but behind them, tens of thousands of armor soldiers finally began their first charge!
"Boom!"
The rumbling sound of horses' hooves, like an earthquake, wants to directly collapse Momoyama.
"Let's go!"
Baili Chi let out a low sigh, the ghee sticks were boundless, and the five people quickly entered the cave.
Bailichi pressed a secret mechanism on the cave wall, only to hear a rumbling sound, and a secret passage completely different from the cave appeared in sight.
"Let's go, in half an hour, Momoyama will completely collapse!"
......
Baili Peach Mountain, a paradise, has completely disappeared.
The massacre didn't even get out, because Momoyama collapsed, burying more than 20,000 soldiers, and these executioners who held up butcher's knives were beheaded for their crimes.
In the devastated ruins, a small team of men and horses are searching for something.
The man at the head, dressed in a black background gold silk brocade silk robe, was unspeakably expensive, he raised his eyes to look at the eight thousand miles of grassland exposed after the collapse of Peach Mountain, and smiled at the corner of his mouth,
"Funny ......"