After a long time, when the dust in the sky finally slowly cleared, and Huan Yin's vision became clear again, in front of him, ten mountain peaks stood majestically, and the bottom of the peaks met the ground, making them look as if they were mountains on the earth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Waving his hand casually, he fanned the little gray fly that was still standing in front of him, Huan Yin smiled, and walked two steps forward to the foot of the nearest mountain peak.

Squatting down, Huan Yin stretched out his right hand to brush aside some of the dust and dead branches and leaves that had just been piled up at the foot of the mountain, and then said inexplicably: "How is it, is it comfortable?"

The voice fell, and there was no response for a long time, but Huan Yin still waited quietly with a smile on his face, not showing the slightest impatience. It wasn't until about thirty breaths later that a faint red glow suddenly appeared on Huan Yin's face, and this red did not come from himself, but from below the ground in front of him.

On the ground, in the place that had just been cleaned by Huan Yin, there was a crack in the ground that was not too big. At this moment, a blood-red light of unknown origin appeared in the crack of the ground, a small part of it shot into the sky, and most of it was concentrated on Huan Yin's face.

Without the slightest intention of avoiding the red light, Huan Yin smiled at the crack in the ground and whispered: "Since you are not dead, let's say something, I know you have something to say, such as 'admitting defeat' or something." ”

Now Huan Yin is naturally talking to Gan Tuo, but Gan Tuo's appearance at this time is really not very good-looking, and his entire body has been completely pressed into the ground by the ten peaks, and he has not even exposed the slightest. If it weren't for the fact that his blood-red eyes could still shine some light on Huan Yin's face, I'm afraid his sense of existence would really be completely gone.

After Huan Yin finished saying the sentence just now, he still didn't respond as before. It wasn't until a long time later that a long, heavy sigh came out through the crack in the ground in front of Huan Yin. Sighing currents burst out of the cracks in the ground, carrying the surrounding dead branches and ash with them to the top and scurrying around.

Then, several syllables that Huan Yin couldn't distinguish at all came out of the cracks in the ground in front of Huan Yin one by one, and the sound was naturally sloppy, but it was unknown what he was trying to express.

Huan Yin shook his head helplessly and responded, "I can't hear clearly." ”

was silent for a long time, maybe it was because he was adjusting his state, and then Huan Yin heard the intermittent pronunciation of Gan Tuan again: "You...... I...... of people. ”

Huan Yin frowned and asked, "What are you going to say?" ”

The blood-colored light that came out of the cracks in the ground suddenly brightened, and it was obvious that Huan Yin had never understood what he meant, which made him anxious. Then, after a pause, the voice finally became clear: "Are you...... I...... Want...... Wait, wait. ”

Huan Yin could be regarded as hearing the words clearly this time, but he didn't understand it at all. In his mind, at this time, he either chose to beg for mercy or admit defeat directly, but what did he mean by this brainless sentence?

In confusion, a cyan light suddenly flashed in the crack in the ground in front of Huan Yin, suppressing the original red light. Huan Yin was a little careless, but as soon as the cyan light came out, his eyes suddenly focused, staring at the crack in the ground. Because, in the cyan light that suddenly appeared, he felt an extremely rich immeasurable Dao qi, which was much, much richer than the immeasurable main peak that had been conjured up!

As the cyan light grew brighter and stronger, and when it was almost about to condense into substance, a small thing flew out of the crack in the ground and slowly moved towards Huan Yin. The thing was composed of five extremely small peaks, shrouded in bursts of blue light. If you look closely, you can find that the appearance of the mountain peak is exactly the same as the immeasurable five peaks that are pressing on the ground at the moment, and even its shape and god are closer to the real immeasurable five peaks in the human world. If it weren't for the fact that this mountain peak was so small, like a plaything, even if Yi Huan was familiar with and close to the immeasurable five peaks, I am afraid that he would not be able to distinguish the true from the fake.

What appeared in front of him was a magic weapon, and when the five hills first appeared, Huan Yin was extremely sure of this. Obviously, this treasure is the magic weapon that Huan Yin has been speculating about originating from the Immeasurable Venerable. I'm afraid that only the treasure created by the Immeasurable Venerable can reproduce the charm and form of the Immeasurable Five Peaks so perfectly, making it difficult for Huan Yin to distinguish.

The reason why he sacrificed this treasure now was because he had finally figured out that the reason why Huan Yin was able to easily lift the mountain to defeat him was not because his strength was incredible, but because Huan Yin was able to control the mountain he had summoned. And this kind of control is much more sophisticated than the control when you have a magic weapon in your hand, just like the creator of the magic weapon is controlling, you can't control it at all, and you can't even find it.

Especially in the last confrontation, Huan Yin was able to move all the five peaks on his back to the back of the Gan Tuan, so that the Gan Tuan couldn't be shaken off, and even couldn't be recalled with a magic weapon, this situation that shouldn't have happened at all made the Gan Tuan have no doubt about his guess, and he was extremely sure.

In fact, in the mind of the, there has always been an extremely old memory. He will never forget this memory, let alone the monk who became acquainted with him in the memory. It's just that the memory has been too long and too long, so if it is not something special to evoke it, I am afraid that it will never think of taking the initiative to extract it. Obviously, everything Huan Yin is doing today is the "special thing" that he needs.

"This ...... It's him...... Leave it to you...... Target. The words of the gentleman were still so weak and angry, but at this moment he had done his best.

His eyes were still firmly locked on the small mountain peak that was slowly flying, and after hearing the words of the swagger, Huan Yin subconsciously responded: "He, which one?"

However, before he could reply, Huan suddenly shook his whole body and froze in place. What he left behind, this "he", which "he" can it be, and which "he" can it be?

In disbelief, he once again focused his gaze on the small mountain peak that had flown in front of him, Huan Yin's heart was beating faster and faster, and in his feelings, it seemed that the small mountain in front of him was also cheering, wanting to take the initiative to return to his embrace.

Cautiously stretching out his hand, Huan Yin's fingertips slowly probed towards the hill in front of him that emitted cyan light. However, before Huan Yin could touch it, and even Huan Yin didn't stimulate half a trace of spiritual power, the cyan light on the hill actually split out, and took the initiative to come towards Huan Yin's fingertips, quickly connecting to his hand. In this situation, it was as if Huan Yin was actively pulling the light around the mountain peak.

A strange feeling of familiarity arises from the bottom of his heart, Huan Yin looked at Xiaoshan, but felt that Xiaoshan seemed to be looking at himself, and a sympathy that could not be separated for thousands of years was so close to his heart at this moment.

It seems that he has already seen this hill, and it seems that the existence of this hill is to wait for him today, thousands of years later. In other words, Xiaoshan is from his hand, and Huan Yin is also from his Tao, so the two are in the same line.

This vein is not a bloodline, but it is by no means weaker than the connection of bloodline. Because it is the connection of the Tao, the most fundamental inheritance of the monk, and it is something that is planted in the soul and cannot be changed.

Huan's heart was beating more and more violently, and even he could hear the "bang" sound with his own ears. And in his induction, the Dao intent that was exactly the same as his own body revealed on the hill became more and more prominent and obvious.

"Come on......" said unconsciously, and Huan Yin made such a voice.

As if he was extremely happy at the call to Huan Yin, the cyan light on the hill suddenly brightened, forming a cyan light channel between the mountain and Huan Yin's hands. Then, with a "whoosh" sound, the hill flew into Huan Yin's palm in an instant along the passage.

Bowing his head slightly, Huan Yin found that the hill was slowly rotating in his palm, and there was an inexplicable light circulating on it, making the mountain peak seem to have a trace of unpredictable immortality. Slowly taking a breath, Huan Yin's "Immeasurable True Sutra" Dao method in his body suddenly became operational. He didn't know why he was doing it, as if it was his instinct and he didn't need a reason.

Then, the cyan light flashed, and the mountain peak in Huan Yin's palm suddenly disappeared. At the same time, Huan Yin's body suddenly had cyan light shining out, and finally all converged on his eyebrows, looking dazzling.

In the middle of the night, when the cyan light slowly faded away, and Huan Yin's face became clear again, between Huan Yin's heroic eyebrows, above the center of his eyebrows, an extremely small but lifelike cyan mountain peak mark appeared, almost like an engraving, and could no longer linger......