Chapter 100: Winning...... So what.
(ps1: I wish everyone a happy New Year's Day, in addition, it is not easy to find a company that does not have a holiday or a salary increase on New Year's Day and the Spring Festival, I met it, plus Fengyan also has to write, this year is still in Zhengzhou, so, it will be updated during the Spring Festival.) (_)ps2: I don't feel so hard, the words that come out of the code have you to see, very happy. In the end, Xiao Wu arrived home safely and hoped that he would have a good year. οΌ
The current Qingling Master is not even famous on the mainland, that is because many people think that the Qingling Master is dead - life is like this, no matter how you soared in life, how awe-inspiring or grateful Dade was, once you die, unless people like the Dark Fragrance Squad who would rather die than give up have great resentment in their hearts, otherwise, those who live between the sunrise and sunset every day run around for firewood, rice, oil and salt, how can there be so much time to be sad and sad as if they miss you?
The ancestors of the emperors of Yanguo, who once made Buddhism the state religion, even if they knew that Lu Tianxing was now abolishing the sect and slaughtering monks, it was impossible for them to crawl out of the mausoleum and point to Lu Tianxing's nose and scold their descendants for not being filial, right?
and Qi Tianlie, who had just guarded the territory in Qingyun City with a spear in his hand, and no one believed that those powerful people who were accompanied by beautiful wines and beauties every day would remember his great achievements.
Dead is dead, life does not bring death and does not take away, even if death does not turn a blind eye, even if death is vigorous, pray for heavenly martyrdom, and in the end what is left is just a page of history books - the loess will be washed flat by the torrent of time, and the history books will leave only a few words according to the wishes of some people.
As the only remaining enlightened monk of the Hanging Temple, Master Qingling knew very well what had happened on the continent over the years, but why didn't he show up?
Because the world can't see Master Qingling, they don't know whether he is dead or alive, in this way, those who want Master Qinglian to die or are afraid of being overtaken by Master Qingling will slowly relax their vigilance.
After all, the person who hides in the dark is the most terrifying, like the unknown death.
And the person who made Master Qingyun so hidden could only stay in two places, one was Lingxiu Mountain, and the other was Tianlong Pavilion.
Dragon Tiger Sect?
In the eyes of Master Qingling, the Dragon and Tiger Sect is not as good as the Zhengyi Sect at all, because those Taoist priests of the Dragon and Tiger Sect who are disturbed by the mundane world will inevitably have less aura and more power and power.
If Master Qingling was walking around the Fire City now, not to mention whether the National Master Zhang Duanzhang would have trouble sleeping, even the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion at Haijiao and the Peak Master of Lingxiu Mountain outside the Guanguan would probably raise their eyebrows, not to mention those Demon Sect demons who had been hiding in the Poor Mountains and Bad Watersβthis was like a balance, once the balance of power was broken, then it would be replaced by unpredictable chaos.
Although quietly, these young Qingling masters have not been practicing in the caves on the rooftop, on the contrary, he has gone to many places, just like the Qiankun bag used by the Sikong Master before, in fact, it was obtained by the Qingling Master from an extremely fierce place, and then used some blinding methods to give the Sikong Master.
This is about the fate of Buddhism, Master Qingling gave the Qiankun bag to the Master of the Four Voids, but he did not know the name of the Master of the Four Voids, which has its own story.
Although he was not sure if the mental method that Su Qin had cultivated was a Heavenly Demon Skill, Master Qingling could be sure of one thing, that is, the abnormal appearance of Su Qin's body just now was not some famous and decent kung fu - this was enough to make Su Qin die a hundred times.
Therefore, Master Qingling no longer showed mercy, and when the Zen staff in his hand was raised, his figure rose from the ground after him, and the Zen staff in his hand struck at Su Qin's chest.
Su Qin, who sensed the danger, opened his eyes.
There was a glimmer of fire in his eyes.
That's the will to live.
No matter what time it is, the idea of living is the strongest force in this world.
Like someone 300 years ago.
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"Why do you want to wipe us out?"
Three hundred years ago, in the swampy land, Chu Mad was dressed in black and held a bladeless heavy sword in his hand.
The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work.
"In order to protect the common people who must be protected, a demon like you must die. β
There were four white-bearded old monks around Chu Mad, and the person who took the lead was kind and kind-eyed, but the words he spoke were extremely cold.
Not far away, there were the warrior monks of the Hanging Temple, some of them were fighting with the followers of the Demon Sect, and some were dead, and their bodies were slowly sinking into the swamp.
Only the living stood in the vast swampy land, and the blood had stained the muddy water of the swamp red, like a sea of red fire.
"Everything in the world is impermanent, where can I find the so-called complete justice and complete evil?" Chu Madness sneered, his eyes began to search for the figure of a person, and everywhere he looked was a woman dressed in red, the woman was besieged by a warrior monk, and there were already many blood stains oozing from her body, but her laughter was still pleasant.
Of course, people who saw this stunning face would not associate her with the unscrupulous female demon, but in fact she was the previous leader of the Demon Sect, and it was rumored that she had to eat the heart of a newborn baby every day to cultivate.
Such a person has a nice name.
Flowers are like dreams.
Women are like flowers, and old joys are like dreams.
"Killing is justice. Hearing Chu Maan's words, the old monk who took the lead recited a sentence of Amitabha, and then quickly changed his handprint in his hand.
"Brother Chu. "At this time, Hua Rumeng looked at the suspended temple 'pure, quiet, void, and empty. Chu, who was surrounded by the four masters, shouted wildly.
Chu Mad looked at Hua Rumeng, who was coming over to him, and shouted carefully. Then he held back a breath of true anger and flew towards Hua Rumeng regardless of the thrill around him.
But it was too late.
Hua Rumeng was shot in the back of the heart with an arrow by the warrior monk of the Hanging Temple.
At this moment, Chu Mad was discouraged.
"Do you regret it?" Looking at Hua Rumeng, who still had a smile on her face, Chu Mad wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with some distress.
"I can be born happy, I can draw my sword in anger, and I can know that you have nothing to regret in this life. Speaking of this, Hua Rumeng, who was already extremely weak, suddenly raised her hand and stroked Chu Mad's face, "Live well." β
"Promise me. Looking at Chu Mad who was silent, Hua Rumeng said again with a hopeful tone.
"Don't think about it so much, you ......" Chu Mad didn't finish his words, and he felt the hand on his face fall heavily.
With a roar, Chu Mad hugged Hua Rumeng's cold body and raised the heavy sword in his hand to kill the encirclement.
This is a battle that has never been depicted in any history books, three hundred years ago the Firmament Continent was full of wolf smoke, just when the Yan country repelled the tribes, the demon sect suddenly rose, and soon set off a bloody storm in the unstable foundation of the Yan country, and finally the high monks of the Hanging Temple came forward, and the two factions of Buddha and Demon fought in the swampy land.
What people know is that the demon demons have disappeared from the continent as if they had never appeared.
And the hanging temple has been more vigorous since then.
Looking at Su Qin, Master Qingling's mind flashed, and for some reason, Master Qingling remembered what his master had said to him, which seemed to be the conclusion of the coffin: evil does not prevail over good.
In the battle between Buddha and Demon, Buddha Sect won. This seems to be the way of heaven.
It's just that...... What if you win? What is the difference between the Heavenly Demon Broken Heart Array that Taoism laid down at the foot of Tiantai Mountain a few days ago and those Demon Sect demons?
A life without regrets is the biggest winner.