Chapter 404: Confucianism is vast
Fangyang's six seals are one, and the name is Wuyin.
But all things in heaven and earth are born of being, and some are born of nothing. If there is no seal, there is also a seal, which can be regarded as the most original seal. This seal encompasses all the power of Fang Yang's previous printing methods, and it is the culmination of the printing method. Therefore, under this seal, there will be such a power to destroy this difficult demon elephant.
The people in the demon group feed the ghosts with their bodies, and when they can control the power of the evil ghosts, they can strengthen themselves with the power of the evil ghosts, but once they can't suppress the evil ghosts, they will be destroyed by the evil ghosts and turn to ashes. Under Fang Yang's imprint, Evil Luo couldn't resist it, and naturally died tragically without a trace.
"Evil Luo!" Chen Jiuyin exclaimed when he saw this scene, and his face changed greatly.
It was a great moment for the two of them to work together to kill Fang Yang, but in the blink of an eye, it was Evil Luo who was killed by Fang Yang? What was that seal before, it left a deep sense of fear in Chen Jiuyin's heart.
However, there is no time for him to think about it now.
After Fang Yang killed Evil Luo in one fell swoop, his body moved, and the Nine Palace Sword in his hand shone brightly, pointing directly at Chen Jiuyin.
"Next up is you!"
He shouted loudly, and the purple broke around, swishing and piercing Chen Jiuyin's body.
Chen Jiuyin was shocked, the Xuan Qi in his body at this time was empty, all of which were used on the Soul Mirror, where was there still the capital to fight with Fang Yang head-on, under the change of complexion, he also bit his teeth, crossed all the Xuan Qi on the dagger in his hand, and aimed at Fang Yang's fake soul in the Soul Mirror: "Even if I fight hard, I will kill your kid here! Your fake soul is still in my hands, now I will directly smash your fake soul and kill you!!"
With a roar, the dagger in his hand stabbed at the fake spirit.
Click.
The dagger pierced through the round mirror, and a subtle white mark emerged, and after a while, the crack expanded, which made the round mirror quickly shatter, and when the crack spread on the fake soul, Fang Yang's fake soul seemed to be overwhelmed and quickly collapsed.
Chen Jiuyin saw that the fake soul was disintegrating, and his face was overjoyed: "Haha, Fang Yang, you are dead!"
He laughed and looked at Fang Yang's body, waiting for Fang Yang's divine soul to perish and die like a fake soul. But when he looked at Fang Yang, he saw the purple broken sword in Fang Yang's hand running through, and the sneer on his face was not disturbed in the slightest.
"Why? impossible!" Chen Jiuyin was dumbfounded, but at this time, the purple breaking sword had already penetrated.
Clang.
The sword slammed into Chen Jiuyin's body, with the help of the resistance of the good armor on his body, Chen Jiuyin was not pierced by the sword, Rao was also a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body fell backwards. Fang Yang's footsteps were a little, and then he caught up, and when Chen Jiuyin fell to the ground and was about to get up, he stepped on his chest and trampled him to the ground.
Fang Yang was holding the Nine Palace Sword, his eyes were coldly condescending at Chen Jiuyin's body, and the blade of the sword in his hand was pointed at his throat.
Chen Jiuyin's body trembled like a sieve, and his face was full of surprise: "Why haven't you been affected by the collapse of the fake soul." ā
Fang Yang raised his eyebrows, "Probably because my soul is strong enough, you should die now." As he spoke, the blade of the sword in his hand trembled, and the blue light surged, piercing towards Chen Jiuyin's cheeks.
Without the protection of the armor, Chen Jiuyin could not escape the fate of death under this sword.
When he was dying, he was also full of unwillingness, and yelled fiercely: "No! It shouldn't be like this!! I don't want to die......
Rumble.
The sword light penetrated his head, directly killing Chen Jiuyin's words in his throat, this sword came out, Chen Jiuyin naturally couldn't resist, and the head that was directly shattered by the sword light died instantly.
Killing him, Fang Yang snorted in a muffled manner, and a stream of blood flowed from his nose.
"Although it is said that the intent of a true dragon has crossed into the divine soul, which has greatly increased my divine soul, but in the face of this strange soul mirror, there are still some injuries...... Fang Yang muttered.
It wasn't that he could ignore the effect of the Soul Mirror, it was just that when the True Dragon Intent in his body exploded before, and when it flowed into Fang Yang's body, it also crossed into the Divine Soul, which greatly enhanced the power of Fang Yang's Divine Soul, and only then did the scene of the Six Seals appearing in one. With the blessing of the true dragon's will, Fang Yang's divine soul was strong, and naturally it was impossible for him to perish like a fake soul. But Rao was like this, and his soul was traumatized, which also made Fang Yang's head swell and crack.
However, there was no time to recuperate from his injuries now, and after killing Chen Jiuyin, Fang Yang's body moved, and he rushed to the side of the other people.
The situation of Li Ru is the most dangerous, under the siege of the five evil ghost group warriors, his body is bloodstained, and there is black qi entangled, obviously extremely injured. In comparison, it is not a big problem for the four people on Shui Qianrou's side to deal with the two.
So, Fang Yang's sword blade pointed and rushed to Li Ru's side.
The sword light in his hand was cold, and he made a killing move, instantly breaking through the posture of several people attacking together, and slashed one after another.
Among the ten people brought by Chen Jiuyin, the strongest ones are undoubtedly Chen Jiuyin and Evil Luo, and the remaining eight people of the evil ghost group, although their cultivation is also good, there is still some gap between them and the two. Now that Fang Yang killed Chen Jiuyin and the others, they were brainless and distracted, and there was already a gap in strength, so Fang Yang was not hindered in making a move. In a matter of moments, he slashed both of them with his sword, turning them to ashes.
The remaining few saw that they couldn't do anything, and they wanted to escape from this place, but under the reflection of the ancient book in Li Ru's hand, their bodies stiffened, and they were immediately killed by Fang Yang one after another. After the remaining seven people had all turned to ashes and their bodies dissipated, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Ru fell to the ground, covered in blood, his expression became more and more depressed, he looked at Fang Yang, and a smile appeared on his sad face: "Thank you for coming to the rescue." ā
Fang Yang shook his head: "This should be what I said. Chen Jiuyin, they are obviously coming for me, and they also let their seniors suffer with them......"
"No, no matter who they are aiming for, since they are haunted by evil spirits, then I cannot sit idly by. Li Ru said peacefully.
Fang Yang's face was solemn, and he also gave birth to a trace of reverence for Li Ru. Abide by one's own way, no matter what the circumstances, there is never the slightest retreat, the slightest slack, this is the real Confucianism, the avenue.
"Senior, you take the pill first to recuperate from your injuries. Fang Yang took out a few five-yuan true spirit pills and said.
"Ahem. At this time, Li Ru coughed violently twice, almost as if he was about to cough out his lungs, blood spurted out from the corners of his mouth, and the expression on his face became more and more pale.
Fang Yang was anxious: "Senior, are you okay?" The Xuan Qi in his palm swirled, quickly crossing into Li Ru's body, wanting to help him recover from his injuries, but as Fang Yang's Xuan Qi turned in Li Ru's body, after noticing his situation at this time, his heart immediately cooled.
At this time, Li Ru can be described by the words "the oil runs out and the lamp is dry".
The martial artist who originally reached the primordial yang realm contained the meaning of pure yang in his body, his spirit was full, and his physical body was strong, like the endless scorching sun. Unless he suffered some irreparable blow, the martial artists of the Early Yang Realm had a lifespan of nearly a thousand years. And the spirit in Li Ru's body is a pool of stagnant water...... His sea of consciousness is exhausted, and there is no endless flourishing scene, like a dry land, which will be annihilated and dissipated at any time.
"How can this be ......," Fang Yang said in a daze.
Li Ru smiled slightly, and pushed away the pill in Fang Yang's hand: "I know my own situation, and it's useless to take the pill." ā
"That, what should I do? It's all because of me that the seniors forcibly consumed their minds and urged the Haoran proverbs......" Fang Yang gritted his teeth, his face guilty.
"No, I have already said that no matter whether there are people here or not, since I have met this group of people, then I will not let any of them alone. If that's the case, I'm afraid that I may not be able to kill a single person even if I spend all my energy, and since I can see them all perish today, it is also thanks to your help. When Li Ru spoke, he suddenly felt a sense of red light, and Fang Yang's heart sank even more when he looked at it, knowing that this was the so-called return to light.
"And I've been doing this for thirty years. There are only a few years to live, and today's war is only slightly accelerated. Li Ru said.
Fang Yang was silent......
Li Ru's oil at this time was exhausted, but he could not rely on the power of pills and spiritual materials to recover, his spirit was exhausted, and it was difficult to have the power of regeneration, as if a big hole appeared in his body, even if he added more pills, it would quickly leak clean, and there would be no trace left at all.
"It's okay, I didn't want to leave safely on this trip to Longyuan Mansion. Looking at the tangled look on Fang Yang's face, Li Ru said gently, "It's just that I have a matter on my mind, and now there is no one by my side......"
"If the senior has any orders, whether it is within my power or not, I will definitely do my best to complete it!" Fang Yang said resolutely.
Li Ru smiled and nodded, I don't know if it was because of the return to the light, his original sad appearance dissipated a lot, and the smile on his face had a sense of relief and mellowness: "The lord of Mingshan Mansion has a great favor to me, and Li Ru will be difficult to repay for the rest of his life." It's just that the lord of the mansion is seriously ill and dying at this time, and there is no successor to Mingshan Mansion, if you want to help Mingshan Mansion choose a competent person to inherit, you don't want to protect the glory of Mingshan Mansion, as long as Mingshan Mansion is not in chaos and discredited. ā
Fang Yang was stunned, he didn't expect that the request that Li Ru wanted to say turned out to be this matter.
"The matter of the lord of the mansion is not trivial...... Let me cĒo rate recommend?"
"Recommendation is one thing, whether you can be competent is naturally one thing, I see that you have a strong killing atmosphere, but you are upright and strong, with a strong heart, naturally believe in you. Li Ru said, handing over the ancient books and storage rings in his hands to Fang Yang, "This 'Qinghao Book' and the 'Haoran Jue' in the ring are my inheritance by chance. ā
Fang Yang put away the two things and nodded heavily.
After seeing Li Ru's heroic proverbs, Fang Yang naturally knew how terrifying his inheritance power would be, and once he was released, those who sought it would inevitably rush to it. And Li Ru put these two things in his hands so confidently, it was not a kind of trust in Fang Yang.
"I'm going to do what I can. Fang Yang said firmly.
Li Ru nodded slightly: "That's fine." ā
At this moment, the Xuan Qi surging in the distance, and Zhan Shengping's deep voice spread: "Fang Yang boy!
In the corridor, Zhan Shengping's body was swept by thick black gas, and he rushed to kill violently.
Seeing this, Fang Yang's heart tightened, and he subconsciously held his sword to resist.
Li Ru patted Fang Yang's hand gently: "You guys leave, just leave it to me here." ā
"Senior!" Fang Yang was shocked, did he say that he wanted to sacrifice his life?
"I only have half a pillar of incense left in my life, I can't run or run, I don't let go of doing something evil, and the body of a ghoul is strong in battle, although I am not his opponent, but I can still block him for a while. Li Ru said and slowly stood up.
Fang Yang gritted his teeth, knowing that he was powerless to return to the sky, so he could only respond in a deep voice: "Then there is a senior." ā
He retreated sharply to Shui Qianrou's side, then bowed to Li Ru and turned his head to leave.
"Fang Yang, where to run!" Zhan Shengping saw that Fang Yang was leaving, and he shot out angrily, and the black gas in his palm filled his face.
At this time, Li Ru's body trembled, blocking in front of the black qi, the white light around him surged, and the aura of Haoran rose ethereally: "Let me recite the proverbs of Haoran for the last time! ā
The words were clear, the clear voice echoed, and the proverbs surged.
Fang Yang led a few people all the way out of the hall, and the roar behind him exploded, accompanied by the sound of Zhan Sheng's anger.
The Confucian sound reverberates, and the heavens and the earth are vast...... R1058