Chapter 110: A Sword for All Things

Spring rain is falling.

The raindrops, slapping on the eaves of the Great Banyan Temple, flowing in rows along the crisp tiles, and then falling into a rain curtain outside the hall.

Outside the temple, along with the raindrops falling on the ground, there was the sound of horses' hooves, which suddenly stopped, and then there was a quiet but solemn environment, someone opened the old man's car door, the young man was dressed in the same simple cloth as always, his face was resolute and pale, his cheeks and eyes were a little puffy, and he helped the old man to slowly get off the carriage.

The gale was extinguished, and the red rune paper outside the carriage fluttered away, shrouding a radius of one mile outside the temple, and the leaves of the ancient trees shook and let out a silent whimper.

The mountains outside the Great Banyan Temple, along with the route of this convoy, were born with a breeze, swaying twice, and finally stopped.

The jagged ancient trees, on the branches that can stand people, stand one after another hidden in the long night of black robes, robes and leaves take off, swaying and mysterious, can not see their expressions clearly, if you take the vitality to test, you can feel the dense, terrifying breath of the Yuan force, the members of the immortal tower of Tianque, almost all out of the nest to escort this convoy, from Lanling City, until here.

When they arrived here, these black robes hung on the trees, calmly and indifferently looking at this thousand-year-old temple, and the murderous aura faintly slipped between the sleeves and robes, and one by one they stretched along the ground, like water flowing and snakeing, converging, and finally slowly advancing towards the temple in the center.

This convoy concentrated all the royal families in Qiliang Lanling City.

As soon as the snow stopped, the convoy set off.

Qi Liang has never been so cold in recent years, so that the spring rain is mixed with cold, and the freezing snow cannot be dissolved, delaying the trip.

Everyone in the convoy was dressed in pure white silk, with a solemn and solemn expression, and at this moment they got off the chariot one after another, some holding on to the handle of the chariot, watching His Majesty being helped to the ancient temple, and some were complex, gently chanting the Buddha's name, with grief in their eyes.

Princess Huang Su of Anle Palace, sitting at the end of the line, folded her hands on her abdomen, saw the scene of a powerful person getting off the car in front of her, took a deep breath, and did not get out of the car to see His Majesty enter the temple, but gently asked the young man in the chariot: "Do you know that this Buddha card contains spiritual light, because it has received the wisdom of the bluestone Bodhisattva......"

Huang Hou looked indifferent, sitting on the opposite side of the carriage, like a wooden man, he had not yet recovered from the blows that followed, and after hearing the words for a long time, he shook his head.

Huang Su's eyes stayed on the Buddha card he was holding tightly in his hand, his expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty has directly entered the Great Banyan Temple this time, if you want to ask about the sin, the entire Buddhist sect will be implicated, it doesn't matter if you don't want to give me this Buddha card." ”

The princess's voice trembled, raising with anger: "Then what if Your Majesty wants?!"

"You should know that even if it is the Anle Palace, it can't withstand the anger of His Majesty who lost two highnesses, and these family businesses that I have worked so hard to accumulate are glorious and rich, and they only need an edict from Lanling City to disappear in an instant. ”

Huang Hou didn't speak, just was silent.

After an oppressive dead silence.

Huang Hou said softly: "If he appears, I will give him this Buddha card." None of the others. Your Majesty, not either. ”

Huang Su's body trembled faintly, smiled and said a good word, and since then he has closed his eyes and recuperated, clenched his sleeves, and waited for the ending in the Great Banyan Temple.

Qingshi prayed for Qi Liang and benefited, and Lanling City provided Buddhism with the greatest blessing, financial and material resources in the world...... There is also the power of will.

And the successive accidents of the two highnesses made the owner of Lanling City a lot older overnight.

He was already old enough.

So he doesn't have much time.

Everyone who stands at the feet of the Son of Heaven knows very well that such a blow is more directly reflected in addition to grief...... It's anger.

Although they couldn't see Xiao Wang's expression.

They also don't know exactly what the whole thing started and went through.

But they are at the end of the day.

The crowd, including Huang Su, were all waiting for His Majesty's anger to pour out, and the first thing His Majesty did was to take a whole Tianque Immortal Tower to the Great Banyan Temple.

In the Great Banyan Temple, the young Buddhist woman Keqing was not there.

Everyone else is.

Including bluestone.

The powerful royal family outside the temple was not worried about what kind of outrageous things the bluestone bodhisattva who had cultivated to the heavens would do.

Because of the path behind them, the shadows of the trees that moved with the wind, and the sword qi that flowed on the ground with them, the cold murderous aura.

The murderous aura from all directions poured on the ground, spreading, advancing layer by layer, towards the temple, the longer the time, the more cold the temperature in Yangguan Valley became, and the murderous aura was invisible but could be sensed, and then advanced with time.

A stick of incense.

Two sticks of incense.

Two and a half incense sticks -

The door outside the temple was pushed open again, Xiao Buyi helped Xiao Wang to appear in the field of vision of everyone waiting outside the temple, the expressions of the two people were no different from when they came, but with the sound of pushing the door, the countless black robes standing on the ancient tree and looking into the distance shook their sleeves at the same moment after seeing the situation of the Great Banyan Temple.

The countless murderous aura that poured out was withdrawn with the vibrating sleeves, covered with water and flowing backwards, and it was clean.

His Royal Highness helped Xiao Wang to get back into the carriage.

The red and yellow talismans in the sky burned and annihilated by themselves.

The black robe standing on the ancient tree did not make a mistake, took a step back, and returned to the night.

Outsiders can see that the inside of the door of the Great Banyan Temple is as dark as night.

The bluestone bodhisattva stood at the door with a red candle in one hand, with a compassionate expression, and the other hand held his heart.

His face was pale, his lips were pale, and his knuckles were equally pale, as if he were seriously ill.

He stood on the threshold of the temple and outside the temple.

If you look closely, there is a touch of yin red on the fingertips of the blue stone, and this yin red, with a faint trace of blood, is stained on the lips.

In the eternal night of the Great Banyan Temple, no matter what His Royal Highness said, Qingshi only shook his head or nodded.

One's lips are sealed.

In Buddhist practice, there is closed-mouth meditation, and when it is unspeakable, it cannot be spoken.

......

......

The tide was beating against the cliff, and there was a girl in a yellow shirt, sitting on the high cliff, two snow-white calves kicked out from the fork of the plain yellow skirt, and slapped the snow-white waves rolled high on the cliff, and she kicked them up and flew up.

She closed her eyes and listened to the sound of the South Seas.

The second senior brother was stealing the elder brother's wine again.

The elder brother and the master are playing chess.

On the final peak, the coffin was lying quietly, and suddenly there was the sound of a bird staying on the coffin and wailing.

Gongzi Xiaotao's eyebrows frowned at this moment.

At the foot of the Tibetan Sword Mountain in the South China Sea, the cave at the bottom of the lake, the sound of cool water flowing, there is a trace of disorder.

The eaves are like cliffs, and the wind chimes are like the sea.

Wind chimes swaying underwater.

The girl in the yellow shirt sitting on the edge of the cliff rubbed her sour brows, trying to hear the sound farther away.

She felt a familiar voice and vanished.

Rolling snow.

Collapsed rocks.

The girl in purple shouted hoarsely.

Childe Xiaotao raised his head in a daze, propped his hands on the ground, and tried hard to prop himself up to see what was happening in the distance.

She was very surprised to see that at the top of the sky in the South China Sea, in the skylight, a touch of black appeared, and that black came out of place.

Because it's daytime.

It was a black light, an extremely narrow trace of black light, mixed with the light in the sky, and it looked extremely strange, like a small breeze inhabiting the cracks.

Good life does not fall on his eyebrows.

The wind on the top of the mountain in the South China Sea was very strong, and when the black light fell on his eyebrows, the wind suddenly became stronger for a moment, so he blew away this strange light.

......

......

The wind on the Holy Island is also strong today.

The Demon Sect was extremely quiet.

The Holy Island is not as cruel as outsiders think, in fact, the Holy Island today is much more peaceful than the Central Plains.

Several young geniuses from the Aoki Palace's White Palace and the Purple Spirit Palace, with the permission of the Mountain Lord and the Five Elders, are working hard to comprehend the sword monument of the Great Creation on the Great Light Mountain today.

The sword tablet is simply depicted with a sword mark.

After Jian Zongming returned to the Holy Island, he had nothing to do on the Great Bright Mountain.

He seemed to be waiting for something.

Regarding the reverence of the juniors, looking up, he just accepted it calmly and indifferently.

As for their questions and doubts, he also accepted them calmly and indifferently.

Just accept, don't respond.

On that sword stele, the sword marks left were not mottled and complicated, on the contrary, they were extremely clean.

It seems that there is an ordinary person who doesn't know how to swords, picked up an ordinary iron sword, and carved an ordinary word on this ordinary sword tablet.

"One. ”

There is no sword intent.

Nothing else.

There is only one such ...... "one".

What does that mean?

The geniuses on the four sacred mountains did not understand anything.

Until the wisp of wind crossed, a figure suddenly appeared on the Great Light Mountain.

The phantom of the mountain lord has always been burning slowly and appearing steadily, but this time it was the real body teleportation and descending on the mountain.

Several geniuses looked at the mountain lord with some confusion, thinking to themselves what had happened, as for such a grand ceremony.

The Lord of the Mountain took the Qingli girl to the Great Guangming Mountain, and did not shy away from several young geniuses, and took a deep breath.

He said very solemnly: "It's open." ”

Jian Zongming nodded slightly.

It's on.

Finally opened.

A few geniuses don't understand, what is open?

Jian Zongming took a deep breath and squinted his eyes at the sky.

Above the sky, the sky was full of light, and there was a weak and invisible darkness, which fell like a swimming fish, and landed towards the Great Dark Mountain.

Everyone saw the black light.

Wang Zhi saw that the Great Light Palace Lord slowly raised one hand, put his fingers together, and moved up calmly.

The entire Great Light Palace was suddenly extinguished, and a huge pressure came-

Someone seems to have handed out a swordβ€”

A slight snort.

The black light lifted up with the fingertips and disappeared inch by inch.

Bloom again.

She looked at her side in a daze, and suddenly understood what the "one" on the sword tablet meant.

A sword for everything.

There is nothing that cannot be solved with a sword.