Chapter 131: Iron Armor Long Sword Wu Hou Che

"If heaven and earth are out of order, and all things are out of order, the saint should use thunder to sweep away the filth of heaven and earth and reshape the bright future. If one person breaks the law, the saint will kill another. If tens of millions of people violate the law, the saints should slaughter tens of millions of people!"

This is a sentence that Xie Daoyun once said in Dongshan Academy, and later this sentence was deeply liked by Zhou Cheng, and slowly almost all Yuntai disciples also knew this sentence, in this world, everyone cannot become a saint, but it does not prevent everyone from having the idea of a saint.

The northern land was shrouded in the light of the Buddha, and the people who practiced a little bit in the heavens and the earth were aware of the changes in the northern country, and Xie An put down the books in his hand in the east mountain and subconsciously looked at the north.

Next to Xie An's hut, there was a young guest in another hut, who was only in his early twenties, but a large amount of painting paper was scattered in the simple thatched hut, and the vivid and majestic paintings were discarded at will.

Gu Kaizhi, formerly known as Gu Kai, after preaching to the world, this person quickly entered the Tao, and it seems that he is about to achieve the Yuan Shen.

He and Xie An are old friends, originally planned to go to Dongshan to impact the Yuan Shen Realm, originally he was quietly pouring ink, and was making the final preparations before impacting the Yuan Shen, but at this moment he was also alarmed by the abnormal movement in the northern land.

Healthy Wuyi Lane, in Wang Xizhi's mansion, he was originally practicing calligraphy in the study, but he suddenly stopped the pen in his hand and looked up to the north.

Not far from Wang Xizhi's study, there is a quiet and elegant attic, since a year ago Xi Xuan went to the Taoist Palace to see Zhou Cheng, and she lived in the attic after she came back, and in the following year, Xi Xuan has rarely appeared in front of people, and even Wang Xizhi rarely sees his wife.

Xi Xuan had already changed out of her skirt and put on a simple robe, the vitality of heaven and earth beat regularly between her breaths, and she sat there as if she was no longer alone, but a magic pen suspended between heaven and earth, with vitality as ink and heaven and earth as paper.

The female middle school pen fairy has not been out for a year, but she has become the first peerless genius to achieve the original god after preaching the world. Xi Xuan's understanding and qualifications even surpassed Xie Daoyun, Huan Xuan, Chu Lianzi and others.

Of course, talent and comprehension are one thing, but Xi Xuan's efforts in the past year are incomparable to anyone.

Xi Xuan's Yuan Shen is not her original appearance, or even a person's appearance, but has become a real pen, and now he can be called a real 'female pen fairy'!

The power of the four hundred and eighty temple formations penetrates the heavens and the earth, and under the light of the Buddha, ninety percent of the people in the north, regardless of Hu Han, worship the nearest temple with a devout face, and the belief in the north that has ruled Buddhism for decades has indeed been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The people worshipped the pagodas from afar, and countless forces of faith flocked to those pagodas.

Tens of millions of people worship with great devotion, but how great is the power of faith? In the 480 temples, 480 pillars of light composed of the power of pure faith rose, and the pillars of light filled up, and finally completely converged to one point.

At that point, a ball of blue light suddenly appeared, the blue light was soft but mixed with a trace of sword qi, and the sword qi was like silk and could shatter the void.

There was a person sitting upright in the blue light, an ordinary-looking bald Daoist, who was the true body of Manjushri who was suppressed by Qingping's sword qi.

What suppressed Manjushri's true body was a projection of the Qingping Sword that contained the will of the saint, which was equivalent to the saint's indirect attack, but Manjushri, as the top Daluo Jin Immortal, had even touched the existence of a little holy position, and it was impossible for a non-saint to kill it at all.

The real function of the 480 Temples in the North is to absorb the power of faith of tens of millions of people in the North to break through the seal of the Qingping Sword for Manjushri.

With the continuous erosion of the power of faith, Qingping's sword qi was really consumed little by little, and the momentum of Manjushri in the sword qi increased little by little.

Originally, Manjushri himself could refine Qingping's sword qi, but it would take a hundred years, but now he broke through the seal with the faith of the people of the northern country, which was enough to shorten this time by half.

Manjushri broke through the seal, coupled with his perception of the power of the Holy Position and the aura of the Spirit Treasure in Qingping's sword qi, it was enough for him to take the last step of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

After Da Luo, he will be holy, and the Dao fruit will be completely integrated with the ontology, and he will become a part of heaven and earth, and there will be the power of heaven and earth between his gestures, and a single thought can change the heavens and the earth, which is the so-called sage who follows his words.

In Qingping's sword qi, the golden Dao Fruit in Manjushri's body turned straight away, and the Dao Fruit seemed to begin to decompose during the rotation, scattering into his body little by little, the dissipation of the Dao Fruit did not weaken Manjushri's momentum, but only made him more perfect to integrate into heaven and earth, and even the sword qi that suppressed him no longer seemed to be so aimed at him.

Manjushri's true body hung in the sky, wrapped in the power of faith, and looked like a god manifesting, when the people of the northern kingdom saw this scene, they knelt down even more reverently, and the huge power of faith increased again.

There is a Buddhist temple in Yecheng, called Xiaohuayan Temple, which is still dedicated to Manjushri Bodhisattva, which also belongs to one of the four hundred and eighty temples.

At this moment, all the monks in the Buddhist temple chanted the scriptures together, and the sound resounded throughout Yecheng, and the people inside and outside the city also occasionally prostrated on the ground, reciting the scriptures in their mouths, and kowtowing to the true body of Manjushri in the sky from time to time.

A young man in a brocade robe walked into the city gate, walking leisurely in the market, he was out of step with the whole city, but he did not pay attention to the people who were prostrate on the ground, but walked towards the small Huayan Temple.

The Buddha light in the small Huayan Temple is even more, when Wang Meng stepped into the temple, those monks who chanted the scriptures also found Wang Meng, when everyone was kneeling down devoutly, Wang Meng's appearance naturally became an alternative.

"The Bodhisattva manifests the Dharma Body, why doesn't the donor kneel?" The presiding officer of Xiaohuayan Temple is a Buddhist Venerable who has condensed relics, he did not feel any extraordinary aura from Wang Meng, although he was wary, he still maintained the appearance of a high-ranking monk.

"Who says I'm a donor? Some people believe in Buddhism, and naturally there are people who don't. Wang Meng glanced at the host meaningfully, and then set his eyes on the pagoda in the small Huayan Temple.

It was a nine-story pagoda, the body of the tower was just ordinary stone, but on the tip of the ninth floor, a relic the size of a goose egg exuded dazzling light.

The power of faith in the entire Yecheng finally gathered on this pagoda, and then shot at Manjushri's seal through this relic.

"So, your Excellency is the latter?" the host continued, but the title changed from donor to Excellency.

Wang Meng was originally a person favored by Heaven's will, and he was originally an assistant talent selected by Heaven's will to Fu Jian, but Heaven's will was only a pseudo-Providence, and it was also shattered by the existence of a mysterious Dao realm.

Providence does not exist, Wang Meng naturally departed from the original trajectory, except that he saw Fu Jian in the White Horse Temple, and the two also talked about a few words of Buddha casually, and there has been no intersection since then.

"My name is Wang Meng, and my name is slight. Be..... The big disciple of the Yuntai real seat. Wang Meng suddenly turned his head to look at the host, he introduced his name as always, and finally he finally said his identity as a disciple of Yuntai for the first time.

When Wang Meng said that he was Zhou Cheng's eldest disciple, Zhou Cheng, who was far away and healthy, suddenly raised his head, as if his eyes had passed through the void and saw Wang Meng in the Little Huayan Temple.

In the White Horse Temple in Luoyang, Zhu Shixing, who had been paying attention to the battle situation in Daimei Mountain, suddenly turned his head to look at the Xiaohuayan Temple in Yecheng when Wang Meng revealed his identity.

"The Chosen Son turned out to be a pawn of the Daomen, it seems that the will of heaven has really been shattered, the destiny is not there, and the plan of my Buddhism for a thousand years has given birth to countless variables for no reason....." Zhu Shixing frowned slightly, and said to himself.

However, he frowned only for a moment, and soon returned to this, but said with a relieved face: "After going through several tribulations, I will become a great freedom, and once it becomes a calamity, I will be tribulated." ”

Zhu Shixing not only returned to normal, but seemed to have made him more enlightened because of unwarranted variables.

I saw him standing one hand on his chest, bowing to the Xiaohuayan Temple in Yecheng, as if he was about to shoot at Wang Meng.

At the same time, Zhou Cheng, who was far away and healthy, stretched out a finger and pointed a little more heavily in front of him, and then a spatial portal appeared.

Zhou Cheng slowly got up and stepped into the space portal, and the next moment Zhou Cheng's figure appeared in front of Zhu Shixing, and Zhu Shixing's worship happened to be blocked by Zhou Cheng, looking as if Zhu Shixing was worshipping Zhou Cheng.

Zhou Cheng was bowed by Zhu Shixing, his body was glowing with a faint brilliance, and his body also showed the shape of a glazed jade body, and at the same time, it could be clearly seen that the power of the five elements in his jade body was about to be completely gathered together, and one was not stable, but there was already a virtual shadow of the prototype of the Dao Fruit.

"Back then, I haven't decided the winner with your Yima Xin Ape, so let's make a conclusion today, okay? Also, he is not a chess piece, he is the senior brother of Yuntai Guan, and he is the eldest disciple of Yuntai Zhenren, of course, maybe these Eight Rings masters can't understand it yet. Zhou Cheng looked at Zhu Shixing and said to Zhu Shixing like an old friend who had not seen him for many years.

"Today, the poor monk has not only surrendered to the imaginary ape!" Zhu Shixing raised his head and said lightly, but Zhou Cheng's last sentence still made Zhu Shixing have many doubts in his heart.

In the White Horse Temple, Zhou Cheng and Zhu Shixing stood opposite each other, and a big war was inevitable, and when Zhou Cheng appeared in the White Horse Temple, in the distant hinterland of Miaojiang, in the holy land of the Five Poison Sect, a huge and ancient five-legged bronze tripod flew out of the holy land, the ancient tripod was suspended in the void, and the five poisonous gods stood on the ancient tripod, and his eyes also looked at the White Horse Temple in Luoyang.

The five-colored divine light in the Gu Ding continued to pour into the body of the Five Poison Divine Monarch, and in her immortal body, a golden Dao Fruit that had condensed into essence swirled. However, the aura of a Da Luo Jin Immortal was hidden by the special secret method of the Five Poison Divine Monarchs, and there were five people in heaven and earth who knew that there was also a Da Luo Jin Immortal in Miao Jiang.

Under the cold mask of the Five Poison Divine Monarch, a pair of eyes were full of tenderness, and she looked at Zhou Cheng, looking like she might make a move at any time.

Zhu Shixing wanted to make a move on Wang Meng, but was blocked by Zhou Cheng, and at this moment, Wang Meng also had a huge change.

Under the gaze of the host of Xiaohuayan Temple, Wang Meng suddenly opened his arms and shouted loudly: "Come on, Zhuge Kongming, I'll let you fight again." ”

With Wang Meng's shout, with his body as the center, there was a sudden violent wind, and then Wang Meng's breath suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a terrifying will appeared on Wang Meng's body, that breath was so powerful that it was almost comparable to Da Luo Jinxian, and then a huge Yuan Shen Phantom appeared outside Wang Meng's body.

This is an old man with flowing clothes, his clothes look very strange, obviously a long-sleeved robe, but he has a fine-scale iron armor on the outside, and he also holds a long sword in his hand, and the long sword seems to be dripping with blood.

He was like a strategizing scribe and a general.

Zhuge Kongming reappeared, but his image subverted everyone's understanding, and he was no longer the gentle and elegant appearance in the picture scroll, holding a feather fan.

He is a real commander, and the iron armor on his body is on the battlefield, and he can be blood-stained with iron armor and move forward bravely. The long sword in his hand can really kill people, and it can take the head of the enemy general from it.

Zhuge Kongming of the iron-armored long sword stood in the small Huayan Temple, and the layers of Wuhou chariots behind him began to appear, and a golden iron horse, sweeping the world, shrouded in the sky above Yecheng, and in the endless Buddha light of the northern land, an incompatible war country began to appear.