Chapter 271: Whether there is a fight, the pinnacle sword duel (9)
This world is already unforgettable.
But deep down, what is the obsession that has always lingered?
"Think about it. β
"Are you willing to meet death like this? β
"Are you willing to have such an ending?"
The five fingers that stopped in front of the forehead gradually faded.
Standing beside Yougen, the person who looks exactly like Yougen is gradually penetrated by the Buddha's light.
The man's voice was always around Yougen's ear.
"Besides, what am I?"
"I, what's yours?"
"Have roots, follow the true will of your heart to meet the cruelty of the whole world. β
"Even if it is a burden to the whole world. β
The light of the Buddha shines, and the human body dissipates.
There was a difficult turn of his neck and looked up at the Buddha wheel that fell from the sky.
The silver-white dragon scales that fell to the ground had been dispersed in the golden Buddha light.
The despair and loneliness in my heart became clearer and clearer.
But in this abyss-like silence, there is a different kind of love.
This different kind of affection is like a meter of sunlight in the abyss, faint but warm.
It is the warmth brought by this kind of affection that makes the depths of the eyes that have been dissipated at all begin to condense again.
An indescribable force filled the roots of the limbs.
His body, which had been depleted by injuries and stress, miraculously began to revive because of this strength.
He, trembling all over, got up from the ground.
"Click!" "Click!" "Click!" ......
Under the pressure of Pang Ju's strength, there was a crisp sound at the bone joints of the whole body.
His pale face hung down. Discoloration's lips kept squirming.
I, what is you?
"You. β
"It's the butterfly of my dreams. β
Yougen raised his head and looked straight ahead with his crimson eyes.
Countless white snow emanated from the air as far as his eyes could see.
The snowflakes, gathered together, turned into a white butterfly.
The butterfly flapped its wings and flew around Arigen before coming to a stop in front of Arigen's face.
Butterflies, scattered into crushed snow. Gone.
Yougen raised his head and looked at the Buddha wheel pressed to the ground.
The shining brilliance of the golden Buddha wheel covered the land for thousands of miles.
On the surface of the Buddha wheel, the condensed Gangyuan exudes an amazing coercion at all times.
Under the Buddha wheel, there is a face that is indifferent, and the waist pole gradually straightens.
Zhuang Zhou reads the Tao Te Ching and realizes the butterfly.
Yougen did not have Zhuang Zhou's understanding, and he studied the Tao Te Ching for three years before he realized what he had seen.
to understand. I realized something.
The white clouds suddenly gathered in the sky and hovered behind the Falun.
The Buddha wheel, which was descending towards the ground, stopped in place.
"Click!!"
A crisp sound like a crack. It appeared under the Buddha's wheel and resounded in the heavens and the earth.
Not far from Yougen, the four Buddhist elites were all surprised when they heard the voice.
Four people. I looked up at the place where the voice sounded.
Four people, saw that there were roots.
The four of them saw countless blood-stained silver shards. Drifted away from the rooty body.
The four of them saw the silver fragments floating away from the body, shining with a strange white light in mid-air.
The four of them, seeing the shards that had shone with white light, all turned into crystal-clear objects.
The four of them saw countless crystal-like substances converging on Yougen's body.
The four of them, seeing the brilliant brilliance, instantly crawled all over the surface of their rooted bodies.
A new tiger-shaped breastplate, a new fish-scale belly armor, a new arm guard, a new shoulder guard, and a new skirt armor.
The armor that shone like a crystal covered the body of the root.
It was like an endless powerful aura, emanating from Yougen's body, and the Buddha power that pressed on him suddenly disappeared.
The broadsword, which had been shattered and covered with rust, reappeared in the air in front of Yougen's body.
Sword, reforge.
Spirit, but dead.
Yougen looked at the broadsword hanging in mid-air, and his face showed a look of extreme sorrow.
With a sad look on his face, he raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the broadsword.
"Boom !!"
The sword qi that rushed straight into the sky turned into a beam of pure white light and crashed into the Buddha wheel that stopped in the air.
The Buddha wheel was dispersed by the sword qi.
There are roots, step into the emptiness.
The white light pierced into the white clouds, and the white clouds contracted, and the white light became more abundant.
A more abundant white light pierced the dark clouds.
The endless sword qi dispersed all the pitch-black clouds in a radius of thousands of miles.
The sword qi stirred up the long hair with roots.
There is a wound in the body, which heals quickly, and there is a scar on the face, which heals quickly.
In the middle of the root dantian, the already empty spherical shell cracked into pieces.
The white Gangyuan instantly filled his entire dantian.
His dantian became like a gathering particle.
The heaven and earth full of natural vitality are already another dantian with roots.
At this time, heaven and earth will be at his disposal.
Middle-earth, Spiritual Mountain.
In the hall of Tianyin Temple, the Buddha who raised his right hand froze in place.
The Buddha's brows furrowed even tighter.
The body of the Buddha trembled slightly.
On the Buddha's right hand, the Buddha's light disappeared like a liquid.
The Buddha withdrew his right hand and closed it in front of him without saying a word.
The entire Buddha hall is still silent.
The entire spiritual mountain is still silent.
Yougen put down the hand that raised the sword, and the sword qi disappeared between heaven and earth.
The noisy sound of swords still resounded between heaven and earth.
Snow, falling from the clouds.
The long hair with roots lost its true color in the snow, and it turned white.
All the scars on his face were completely healed.
The skin on his face quickly changed, becoming as smooth and delicate as a baby.
He opened his mouth and whispered to himself.
His voice resounded in the world.
At this moment, the hearts of the four elites of Buddhism and Taoism can only accommodate his voice.
"What is there in this world that is worth pursuing?"
"Do you need any reason to survive?"
"Tianhu Mountain, Lingshan. β
"Buddhism, Taoism. β
"You have enjoyed the thousand-year-old offerings of the peoples, and you have hunted for all the resources of the earth. β
"Why?"
"Demons, humans, Buddhas, Taos, demons. β
Yougen turned around, facing the elites of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, and stretched out his left hand.
He straightened his five fingers, pointed at the four elites, and said, "Today, spare your lives." β
"Go back and sue SΓΉ Ling Mountain. β
"Sue sΓΉ Tianhu Mountain. β
"Ten days later, I will go up to Lingshan and kill the Buddha with my own hands. β
"Ten days later, the generals of the Western Wilderness will come out and swear to pacify Middle Earth. β
"The sun and the moon are the proof, and the heaven and the earth are the proof. β
"I'm the king of the wilderness, I will do what I say!"
After Arigen finished speaking, he waved his sleeves horizontally.
The sword roar that filled the heavens and the earth stopped suddenly.
There is a slight step, a mind moves, and in an instant, it is thousands of miles away.
He returned to the Western Wasteland, to the barracks under construction on the banks of the Long River.
The white clouds immediately covered the entire sky of the Western Wilderness, blocking the torrential rain that fell towards the wasteland.
The white snow fell into the wasteland under the clouds.
The Western Wilderness, which has never snowed, has ushered in its own winter. (To be continued......)
PS: Hmm.
Went to the doctor, got an injection, and got better.
Again, thank you for your support.