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Xu Zhengping's expression was serious, her slender willow eyebrows frowned slightly, she raised her head, looked at the solemn and sacred Buddha light in the depths of the sea of clouds, and the sword intent lingered in her deep eyes, and said lightly: "Although the light is profound, I Qinghe Xu family's peace and chaos are peaceful, and it is enough to suppress all the laws in the world."

Huiming was slightly stunned, he remembered Xu Yuanshan he had seen in Chuzhou back then, and his expression suddenly became solemn, his left hand lightly twisted the Buddha beads, and his right palm pushed it flat, and a Buddha seal in his palm was directly punched.

The sound is like a lion's roar, and the lion mark of the Buddha Gate shakes the whole land.

Xu Zhengping's expression was serious, her eyes were lowered, her bright pupils were deep and calm, and she did not hesitate in the face of this Buddhist lion mark that could tear mountains and rivers.

The slender index finger is pointed out directly.

A neutral and peaceful sword qi is like a dragon, with green scales and five claws, the dragon's head is lowered, and the vast and peaceful sword intent lingers around the body.

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"Settle the chaos. ”

Xu Qingyun took a deep breath, looked a little excited, and said: "The Xu family's peaceful decision has reached the point where it can be channeled with sword intent, especially this Xu Zhengping, who can comprehend such a sword intent at a young age, even in our Shu Dao Sword Pavilion, this talent can definitely be called a demon." ”

"Now is not the time to care about that. ”

Chiwu was silent in the turquoise demon pill, she carefully observed the energy changes between heaven and earth, and said nervously: "The sword has not fallen, but the terrain of the entire Dongze Mountains has changed, just waiting for the moment when the sword falls, it is the time for us to seek to seize the leyline." ”

The timing is fleeting.

Not only Chi Wu was waiting for the opportunity to drop the sword, but even the profound Master Huiming was always paying attention to Xu Zhengping's sword intent.

There is no sword in his hand, but the sword intent is already full of awe.

The sword intent sharpened by the stone of Qinghe Xujiadao is definitely a rare 'zhongzheng' sword intent in the world. The sword intent is straight and straightforward, frank and swinging, but the heart is square and unyielding.

Huiming felt this sword intent, although the power was not as strong as Xu Yuanshan back then, but the purity of the sword intent was definitely far better than Xu Yuanshan, his expression couldn't help but be a little awe-inspiring, his eyebrows were angry, like King Kong's angry eyes, and his palm once again made a Buddhist lion mark.

The lion roared, the mountain shook, and the sword intent lingered in the whole world.

Xu Qingyun's eyes narrowed slightly, he was feeling the sword intent around him, and he had an understanding beyond ordinary people about the perception of swordsmanship.

He felt the wind rising in the plains, the fallen leaves rolling up in the mountains, the waves in the lake, the earth began to hum, and the mountains and rivers were suddenly filled with a sharp cutting sword intent.

He felt the openness in this sword intent, and the depression that had accumulated in his heart for many years seemed to be beginning to understand at this time, and he also had an unyielding idea of the hardships and dangers in the future.

"This is Dao Shi Sword Intent, square, open, dare to be unyielding!"

Xu Qingyun was immersed in this sword intent and couldn't extricate himself, and he didn't know how long it had been, the heavens and the earth were constantly roaring, the Zen sound was like thunder, and the sword intent was cutting vertically and horizontally, as if the entire mountain and river had fallen.

"Xu Qingyun, what are you still doing in a daze," Chiwu's voice was anxious and excited, and said: "Xu Zhengping's sword intent has already cut all the leylines, and quickly throw me into the depths of the leylines." ”

Xu Qingyun was slightly stunned and came back to his senses.

He raised his head and saw that the small Buddha Mountain, which was originally full of greenery, had withered like autumn at this time, and the earth cracked into several abysses, oozing a rich spiritual energy from it, and there were wild beasts fighting wildly.

"Where did Xu Zhengping and the old monk go?" Xu Qingyun asked suspiciously.

"The strength of those two perverts is too terrifying, in order not to hurt the innocent, they have already gone to the depths of the Dongze Mountains to face off. Akago said a little anxiously: "Quickly sink me into the leyline." ”

Xu Qingyun didn't hesitate at all when he heard this, he stumbled down from the ancient tree, looked at the deep earth crack in front of him, and directly threw the turquoise demon pill in his hand into the depths of the earth's veins.

The turquoise eggshell, flowing with a deep luster, follows the abyss of the leyline and sinks into the river deep in the leyline.

There is abundant spiritual power here, with the aura of the entire Dongze Mountains, and the eggshell of Chiwu, which was already a little cracked, was immersed in the river of spiritual power at this time, and the brilliance flowed, and it had begun to be gradually repaired.

Xu Qingyun felt the information that Chiwu brought to him, it was a kind of comfort like a fish in water, and he felt a sense of relief in his heart.

But deep down, I felt a deep feeling of exhaustion.

"Maybe after today, I will never hear the morning bell and dusk drum of Little Buddha Mountain again. ”

He raised his head and looked at the small Buddha Mountain that was already a little dilapidated in the distance, feeling a little lost, but then he remembered something, and said with a bitter face: "I haven't returned overnight, and my uncle will be verbose again when I go back." ”

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Dongze Mountain, deep in the 800 mountains.

Master Huiming's Zen staff had been destroyed, his robe was covered with sword marks, his pale face was a little incredulous, and he sighed: "I really didn't expect Master Xu Shi's young age and sword intent to be so terrifying." ”

Xu Zhengping's white clothes were already covered with dust, and his expression was extremely tired, but the sword intent in his eyes became more and more pure, but his voice was a little regretful, and he said: "Although my Xu Jiadao stone sword intent is strong, the master's Buddhism is profound, but when he makes a move, he always takes into account the kindness of his father back then, and is unwilling to go all out, so the younger generation is lucky to win." ”

Although Master Huiming was defeated, he was kind and kind, and his smile was still gentle, but his expression became more and more haggard and weak, and he kept coughing up blood, and said with relief: "Master Xu Shi doesn't have to blame himself, although the old monk is defeated, you and the King of Chu have not won." ”

Xu Zhengping frowned slightly, and said a little puzzled: "What does the master mean by this?"

"King Chu wants to get the Chaos Demon Bell to enhance Zheng Sleeve Niangniang's cultivation, but if he knows that Lord Xu's sword intent is so powerful, I'm afraid that the time really left for you Qinghe County may be even more urgent. Master Huiming's face was pale, and he kept coughing up blood, he raised his head, spread out the palm of his right hand, and an ancient bell appeared in his palm, and said meaningfully: "Back then, I was ordered by my master to take the Chaos Demon Bell and come here from the Jokhang Temple to establish this small Buddha Mountain, just to be able to suppress the demonic energy of this Chaos Magic Bell. ”

"You can't do anything, so why should the master force it. Xu Zhengping comforted.

"Lord Xu is right, but it's a pity that twenty years have passed, not only time, but also Lao Gu's cultivation. Master Huiming's expression was gloomy, and he said with some regret: "The demonic energy of this chaotic magic bell has never been suppressed in the slightest. ”

Xu Zhengping was a little sympathetic, and said softly: "Why should the master blame himself, the Chaos Demon Bell was originally the treasure left by the Black Emperor back then, how could the demonic energy in it be so easy to suppress?"

"Amitabha, everything has a fate. Master Huiming smiled, holding the ancient bell full of demonic energy, his expression was solemn and sacred, he lowered his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth showed a meaningful smile, and said: "Just now in the sword intent of Lord Xu, the poor monk felt that kind of 'square' and 'unyielding'. ”

"To be unyielding is to be fearless. ”

Master Huiming's eyes were clear, his eyes were filled with great wisdom and wisdom, and his voice became more and more solemn, and he said: "Twenty years of time, the poor monk has always been more persistent than afraid of the chaotic magic clock. ”

Xu Zhengping was slightly awe-inspiring, she raised her head in disbelief, and saw that Master Huiming was shining with Buddha light, he was burning his own cultivation, and he was also burning his life, and his gestures were full of mercy and light.

Her voice was a little sad, and she shouted loudly: "Master, how can you be so ignorant of cherishing in mortal realm cultivation?"

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Master Huiming clasped his hands together and smiled, his body began to burn, and he had reached the level of extraordinary cultivation, gradually turning into golden lotuses, floating throughout the mountains and rivers.

Xu Zhengping's face was sad, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart and said, "Master, why are you doing this?"

"It is recorded in the Jizo Sutra that the Bodhisattva of Hell vows: 'Hell is not empty, and he will not become a Buddha.' ’”

Master Huiming smiled, the Buddha's light shone, and said solemnly: "Today I only want to use my mind to suppress the demonic energy of the magic bell. ”

Xu Zhengping was a little stunned, she raised her head and looked at the somewhat rickety figure, which gradually burned and melted into a Buddha light relic, directly suppressing the chaotic magic bell.

The black demonic energy swirling on the ancient bell gradually began to burn into wisps of green smoke under this Buddha light relic, until it dissipated into the sky.

Evening breeze, sunset, ancient road.

The girl in white held the ancient bell in her hand, she raised her head, her eyes looked at the far east, her eyes were in a trance and full of confusion.