Mo Seng never dreamed that the loot they brought back, and the Lishan that they brought back to prepare for their master, was actually a sword of the Lishan Sword Sect.

Eight hundred miles away from the mountain, eight hundred miles from the sword.

The nearest flower-chasing demon monk is in the middle of it.

Before he could even scream, he died tragically. And the sensational loud noise also started from the mountain at the moment of death, and the flowers also launched a final counterattack, visible to the naked eye, a corner of the 800-mile mountain collapsed, and was erased out of thin air.

But what if it is damaged, the remnant sword can also kill, even if there is only one broken stone left from the mountain, it is also the stone of protecting the world and the stone of the demon.

It is better to smash broken bones, and not to coexist with demons and evil in a world of the mountain and then roar, and then out of the sword, and directly hit the many ink monks led by the water mirror.

The two generations of ink monks are true immortals, not that they are not fast, not that they are too late to rescue the flowers, and they failed to save people in time just because greater trouble has come: above the mountainside, under the peak, the ink that is rolling around the quiet courtyard is shattering, and the pale golden Buddha light is erupting, shooting straight into the sky!

In the courtyard, Guo Xian landed on both feet, and he held a string of elm money in his hand.

That year, the little monk, seeing that the elm trees in the courtyard were ripe, I don't know whether it was a gluttony or a whim, he jumped up to pick elm money, and then fixed himself in the air, 'starting' his chance;

At this moment, the little monk Guoxian finally completed this small action, and the elm money was picked in his hand and landed on the ground. What he picked in his hand was elm money, and it was Bodhi.

Hundreds of miles away, deep in the cave, the shadow monk had already completed the sword.

In the belly of the empty cave mountain, the shadow monk 'beach' is on the ground. Re-transformed into shadows, scattered but not chaotic, but motionless;

The stone turtle is still placed there, but as long as the eyes are okay, you can see that it is no longer a stone, it has become a real turtle, the turtle does not move, its limbs are shrunk in the shell, it is not clear whether it is dead or alive, and the Buddha statue on its back is gone, and the shell is clean. Clean, clean turtles.

There is also a Su Jing in the cave. Su Jing, who is full of white hair and is unusually old.

Kailing's knife can be regarded as a joint cut by Su Jing and the monk, just like the situation of Moye Carving Mountain. After a knife, it is a life and death experience. Su Jing and the shadow monk were both subjected to the 'backlash'.

But this time, Su Jing refused to fall into a coma. Struggling and struggling to open his eyes, even if he has a splitting headache, even if his body is like Ling Chi, even if he clenches his teeth so tightly that his mouth is full of blood. He still refused to fall asleep, struggled to get up, took a deep breath tremblingly, and left two words in a dry voice: "Thank you." Then the figure flew away, breaking the ground and breaking the ground, not going to reinforce the roof, not going to converge with the same gate from the mountain, and speeding away alone in a hurry, towards the northwest

Mitiantai Neiguo preached first, and the ink disciples infected the formation and broke it, and they all fought back.

The true yuan is like boiling and the five are like burning, how can the demon monk still have the energy to save the flowers.

It's not that all ink monks are powerless to save people, but the water mirror can. The head of the Seventeen Monks of Mirror Flowers, the leader of the Mitiantai Sect, his skills are far superior to those of his companions, even if he is back, he can save the Chasing Flowers, but he didn't make a move.

It's not that he doesn't want to make a move, it's that he has already caused more trouble and doesn't know it: the two ink swords that Fu Tu went crazy and instructed the ink monk to retrieve before were all put in his sleeve by the water mirror.

At the same time as the backlash came, the two broken ink swords in the sleeves that had no aura at all also 'rebelled', and without warning, the two ink swords burst out and slaughtered and bloomed, attacking and killing the water mirror from the inside out!

Sword Feather Sword Prison, Yang Crow Bi Fang, Golden Flower Red Leaves, Fire Heaven and Earth Fire Giant Spirit, one person, a thousand Dao Laws, one person, burned a sky-high fire.

It's chaotic, it's chaotic, it's completely chaotic, the demon monk's heart is chaotic, they can't figure it out for a while, they have become a bonsai from the mountain, how to turn into a divine sword again; if they are trapped first and have reached the edge of collapse, why can they become a Buddha and break the formation; isn't the barbarian Futu his own person, how can he suddenly rebel; and the ink sword and the ink sword also rebelled with the barbarian?

Shui Jing immediately made a decision, and his mind turned sharply to self-destruct Sumeru's sleeve, throwing out the two rebel ink swords, and at the same time, the edict in his mouth passed down not the Han language, but the Sanskrit language of the Shi family, and ordered his companions to form a formation and practice the law together, destroying the mountain, capturing and slaughtering, and suppressing the ink sword!

Seventeen monks of Jinghua, seven died in the battle of Lishan, and one was killed just now, and there are eight people around Shui Jing at this moment.

Arrange the Moqin formation, and all the seventeen monks have contributed, and now they have a share in the backlash, but they are all true immortals, and the backlash makes them hurt and sad, but they still have strong combat power, at least it is enough to clean up the current situation.

As for the newly born Buddha in the small courtyard at the bottom of the peak, why should he bother, he became a Buddha, he flew away, and he couldn't stay in this world. The matter has reached this point irreversibly, so simply ignore the fruit first.

The water mirror presided, and the nine monks formed a formation, and in an instant, the rolling ink rushed out of the array.

The next moment, in the thick ink, a suffocating dragon roar suddenly came out, and a dark sky dragon rushed into the sky, entangled the Lishan Divine Sword. The oolong opened its teeth and danced its claws, and the sword qi from the mountain was vertical and horizontal, and the two rolled and fought each other. And the formation did not stop, the black light shook again and again, and two jet-black dragons rushed out of the ink color, one pounced on the two ink swords that were rushing against the formation, and the other went straight to Su Jing.

After the three dragons, all kinds of strange noises came out of the ink array, and in a moment, the ink color in the demon monk array shattered, and the nine monks such as Shui Jing also disappeared, leaving only three hundred black Jiao, large or small, strange shapes.

Three dragons and three hundred Jiao, the magic circle of the nine monks under the backlash.

The ugly barbarian smiled hideously, and was about to open his mouth to shout a curse, when Guoxian's voice came, interrupting him: "Thank you, I'll do the Mitiantai thing." ”

Clean up the portal.

The other sects are all elders of Degao who punish the unfilial juniors, but Mitiantai is reversed, and the younger generations of the world are suppressed by the elder of the demon master.

Sure enough, the voice fell, and the golden Buddha light spread out from the small courtyard where it was located, sweeping across the roof!

The golden light passed, and the ink color faded one after another, and the mountains on the roof were still in their original color.

There are eighteen peaks in Mitiantai, just in the Buddha's light, the eighteen giant peaks burst out one after another with a loud rattling sound, the mountain shakes, and the mountain turns alive. The towers turned into giants.

Crowns, armor, golden boots, whips, eighteen mountains and eighteen giant spirits.

The first person on the first peak, his voice was like a heavenly sound, and his palms were folded: "Beautiful sound." ”

The second person on the second peak, whose voice is ethereal and far-reaching, is also tenthed: "Sanskrit sound." ”

The third person of the third peak, the sound is like a fierce drum, dull and excited: "Drum sound." ”

The fourth person of the fourth peak, sighing but full of appreciation, heten: "sigh wonderful"

Fifth person: sigh beauty.

Sixth person: Mo Miao.

Seventh person: Lei Yin.

The eighth person

Eighteen people joined together at the same time. Sign up at the same time. Even if Su Jing doesn't practice Buddhism, he can know their names, and in the Buddha Zen Monastery of Meiyin, Sanskrit, and Drum, there are eighteen Jialan Dharma protectors, guarding solemnly and expelling evil spirits. Forever protect the temple Qingning. Forever keep the pilgrims safe inside the mountain gate.

There are still disciples in Mitiantai. Why do you need to leave the mountain disciples to clean up the portal;

The quiet place of Buddhism has its own gods to protect the Dharma, and there is no need to rely on the sword of leaving the mountain.

Ignite the eighteen peaks of the sky, and transform the eighteen Garan giant gods of the Dharma Protector - the first shot after the first enlightenment.

Eighteen Garan apparitions. Guo first preached: "Protector of the Dharma." ”

Two words shouting, how can there be Buddhism quiet, let alone the slightest compassion, only anger, and even endless anger that makes the voice a little hoarse. The Buddha has no fighting heart, but the Buddha has thunder and anger, and when you live and die, the Buddha wants the enemy to die!

Jialan is vertical, whipped, and longitudinal, and the power of Hao Hao is wrapped in the anger of Hao Hao, fighting the black dragon and killing the black Jiao. The Temple of Middle-earth was in chaos and the sky was shattered.

In the sky, suddenly bursts of thunder sensation if you listen carefully, where is the thunder, it is clearly a sensational and sensational Sanskrit chanting, the golden figure from the small courtyard step into the nine heavens, and then from the nine heavens step into the battlefield, the young monk and the young Buddha, the fruit first in the live eighteen garan Hongdao protector after the personal battle, there is an evil Jiao pounced on him, he pointed at the single horn, the hundred zhang poisonous fang shattered, pickled minced meat, scattered in all directions

In addition, the sound of the bell is mighty, and the sound moves the heavens and the earth! In the middle of the rooftop, the mountain collapsed and cracked, and a huge bell broke through the ground from the depths of the mountain and soared into the sky. The bell is huge, easily enveloping the Hong Zhong in a radius of 100 miles.

The color of the bell is miserable green, and the wall is full of rust, but when it is volleyed in the air and after a violent earthquake, the wall is full of patina and falls, revealing its original color, like a golden giant bell shining in the sun.

At the first sound, the patina was shattered, and the bell was restored to its original appearance;

In the second sound, a high-pitched dragon chant resounded through the sky, and the seven golden dragons coiled on the body of the bell came to life, and the golden clouds drove the Buddha's light and rushed straight to the battlefield to kill the black dragon and the oolong;

The third ring, the giant bell shook rapidly, and then turned into a golden armor general, his eyes were wide open, and the demon pestle was clenched in his hand.

All the disciples of Mitiantai know that there is a huge bell buried under the root of their own mountain, this bell is still buried by Shui Jing himself, at that time Shui Jing was still a Buddhist in the world, and he has not yet ascended but his cultivation has been completed, and he accidentally found a huge bell when he traveled to the West Sea.

The bell is broken, but the water mirror can be poked out, the bell hides a vast Zen meaning, it is a great magic weapon, when it is owned by the ancient temple, I don't know why it was buried in the deep sea later.

To explore the magic of the giant bell, but unable to attract the inner Zen, let alone re-refine it, is to use the water mirror to salvage the bell from the depths of the West Sea, buried deep in the root of the Mitiantai Mountain, hoping that this bell can forever town the foundation of the Mitiantai, to ensure that the inheritance of this Buddhist holy land is forever, and the incense continues.

At that time, Shuijing was still a compassionate monk.

When he came back this time, Shui Jing was simply ignoring the giant bell under the mountain, he was already an ink-colored believer. And the bell is a strange weapon, and at this moment, it has to be lit first, turn into Wei Tuo, and chase the ink demon!

Guoxian shot with all his might, but he was by no means alone, this great temple of mercy, which has been inherited for thousands of years and received countless incense from good men and women, fought side by side with him.

Su Jing temporarily stopped, this is necessary to respect, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't care, the supernatural power is ready to monitor the battlefield, respect is deserved, but it can't delay winning the battle, no matter what, this rooftop must be completely eradicated.

The nine great ink monks of the mirror flower entered the battle with their bodies, they have turned the true cultivation of the Dharma into dragons and evil dragons, and others can no longer see their figures, but the demon monks are in the battlefield, how can they not see such a striking young Buddha.

Mo Seng's mind is even more chaotic, he should ascend to become a Buddha, why not ascend, why is he still in the world!

Suddenly, Chunjing, Shen Jing and the others heard a soft sigh, a voice that was no longer familiar, why should they raise their eyes to explore the ink monk in the formation who knew who he was sighing - the ink-colored leader of Mitiantai, the master Shui Jing.

Sighing. Shui Jing's heartfelt message was transmitted to the bottom of the hearts of the monks: "Brothers, sons and nephews, turn into a dragon." ”

The strength of the magic circle of the nine ink monks could not withstand the full counterattack of Guo Xian and Mi Tiantai, but it was not the end of the road, because the formation of the three dragons and three hundred Jiao still had a change, and the caster had to self-harm and cultivate into a change of self-damage to the primordial god, and the dragon changed.

With the order of the water mirror, the ink color that had been dispersed came again, enveloping the battlefield, but the ink color came and went quickly, and the front and back added up to only three or two breaths. The thick ink color in the air disappeared again. And in the battlefield, all the evil dragons turned into black dragons.

Three hundred evil dragons, the combat power rises and rises, and it skyrockets!

The dragon of the formation and the ink point. Not really a dragon. Spells came. These dragons are no match for real dragons. But their strength must not be underestimated, at least they can't cope with the various Dharma Body Spiritual Venerables of the Mitiantai that they have ignited with the strength of Guo Xian and him.

If you become a Buddha first, you are not only unskilled in the use of power. What's more important is that the Bodhi in his hand was not taken off by himself, but directly stuffed into the palm of his hand by 'others', one active and one passive, and the difference between the two is huge.

In terms of identity, if you first cultivate from the Bodhi true realm, it is by no means comparable to the enlightenment and enlightenment of ordinary monks, and those who come out of the Bodhi realm can open their own Dharma hall in Lingshan, and they can obtain the eight protectors of the heavenly dragon, just like the real northern Buddha, the superior god and Buddha who can be compared with the great day;

Xiu Weishang said, if he first passively became enlightened, he has great strength but still does not use it well, he has empty and clear but there are still doubts in his heart, if he wants to be really happy, he still needs to break through his confusion and understand.

Now Guoxian's combat power is almost similar to that of Xiao Xiangliu, Ao Zhu, and Mr. Mu En, and it is much worse than that of the Langlang Fairy. If you want to match your body and identity, the little monk still has a long way to go.

The three dragons and three hundred Jiao who fought each other before had the upper hand, one was to take advantage of the 'geographical advantage' first, and the aura of the Zen family in the Mitiantai was willing to be dispatched by him;

In the dark, Shui Jing laughed, and his voice was weak and ridiculous: "How is the true realm of Bodhi in return, and how miraculous is the Buddha Nirvana in the north, but that's it!"

Before the wild laughter fell, there was a sudden cry between heaven and earth, and the woman's voice was full of sorrow: "Heavenly ghosts, ghosts, earth graves, when can the grass be moored, please call my name, and I will settle down if I get the loess!"

The barbarian Futu, who had already drawn his sword in his hand and was ready to enter the battle, was overjoyed, and he didn't want to shout three times: "Mao Mao, Mao Mao, Mao Mao!" While shouting, Su Jing couldn't help but wonder, and turned around to ask the Langlang Fairy, if no one called her name here, would she not be able to come?

The cry turned into laughter, and there was a loud sound of the thick earth cracking and the mountain peak collapsing, the underground tomb arched and cracked, the coffin appeared, and the little corpse fairy was killed.

It is still far away from all the soldiers and horses in the mountain, and the Langlang Fairy is no exception, but not long ago, when she left the mountain, she had awakened her true body, and in the future, with only one mind, the corpse can appear anywhere in the world, and where the corpse is located, is where the Langlang Fairy is.

The coffin opened, the corpse fairy jumped out, and without looking at it, he directly raised his hand to grab the neck of a black dragon, and used force with both hands at the same time to tear it apart.

Just when the first black dragon died in the hands of the little corpse fairy, a song came from the sky.

Vocals, singing of men.

What kind of singing is that?

The song is not loud, but it makes people hear the rumbling thunder, like a sudden rainstorm in the night, after a sharp arc of light pierces the sky, should I look forward to it or cover my ears?

The song is not melodious, but as long as you listen to it a little distracted, you will hear the shepherd boy's flute tactful, the bamboo flute is good, just the sound, but the shepherd boy's flute is very magical, it is not only a musical instrument, it is also a magic instrument, because the music of the short transverse flute is colored, listening to the flute you can see pieces of green - bright and pleasing vibrant color, in the shepherd boy's flute, but also in the song that falls from the sky at this moment;

The singing is not heavy, but Su Jingzhen feels that it seems to be windy, not a spring breeze, this wind is fierce and heavy, it is a hurricane of the desert that stirs the desert and blows up the yellow sand to drive away the huge sand dunes, only those who have walked through the desert will know the thickness and desolation of the wind, the same wind, in the song

The song is not vast, but the faint salty smell pours into the nose, salty and fishy, but it will not make people's hearts suffocated, on the contrary, this smell makes people's hearts swing, open their minds, that is the smell of the sea, smell it and see the sea, blue rippling, boundless, straight to the sea of the sky, there is a faint salty in the song, because there is a sea in the song

What kind of song is that, there is thunder on a rainy night, there is a green flute, there is a desolate desert, there is a vast ocean, there is a full and fresh world!

It is very difficult to cultivate to sing such a song, and there are two key premises: to love this world, you must also be proficient in swordsmanship.

What do you have to do with singing and using a sword? It is not a person who sings, but a sword, a sword that leaves the mountain.

The supreme magic method in the sword technique of leaving the mountain, Qingling sword singing.

In the song, the Qingling sword of the human world sings.

In this human tune, Xue Liang's long sword broke through the sky and entered the battlefield! One sword slays the dragon, and then the sword slays the dragon, and the sword slays the dragon! The head Shen He is still far away, but his sword has already rushed to the Mitiantai.

The singing voice is clear, and the singing is 600 miles long on the top of the rooftop.

In the singing, on the top of the red sound of the roof, the Daxiong Treasure Hall collapsed.

The main hall was not sung by singing, nor was it caused by the sword, the corpse fairy or the black dragon, the collapse of the magnificent temple came from internal causes: the Buddha shrine was in the middle, the statue of the Buddha who was sitting upright and compassionate suddenly blinked, and then he raised his arms, supported his legs, pressed his shoulders, stretched his muscles and bones, this Buddha statue was too huge, it didn't hurt to sit upright, once he stood up and moved, the hall suddenly couldn't accommodate him, so the hall collapsed.

The bricks and tiles are scattered, the Buddha flies into the sky! What flies out is the colossus statue of Rulai, but after landing on the ground, it becomes another 'person', not a person is still a Buddha, the crown is added to the top of the treasure robe, but this Buddha is not the other Buddha, the expression is quite similar, the facial features and eyebrows are very different.

The head of the Buddha on the ground is not the great day, it is 'I am my Buddha', the Lord of the West Sea Buddha!

Ao Zhu sent troops to kill the Mose Xiaozong with Lishan, and not long ago he was ordered by Chenxiao Sheng to turn to Mitiantai, and his location was also far away from Mitiantai, so it was impossible for him to come over so quickly. But this is a temple, and it is also a temple of ten thousand years of mercy and endless devotion and wisdom.

Aozhu is a Buddha, as long as there is a large image of the Buddha's true spirit in the world, he can pass on his body, thousands of miles away, there is a place where there is a statue of Lingrui Buddha, there is Aozhu.

Ao Zhu arrived, Ao Zhu entered the battle, Ao Zhu slaughtered the dragon, Ao Zhu also raised his head and looked at the sky, he saw a green stream, a stream in the sky.

The stream was green and green, and it flowed and flowed and flowed and flowed from the east to the west, and a clear stream crossed the whole sky, and then a dragon flew out of the stream, the green dragon.

Tianxi Shenglong, Qi Naruko's swordsmanship.

People are still far away, the divine sword came first, Shen He's sword arrived, and Qi Mingzi's sword also came.

Langlang Fairy, Aozhu of the West Sea, the former corpse in the honor, the latter in the sea Buddha;

Qingling sword singing, Tianxi Qinglong, the former is a leader in swordsmanship in this world, and the latter is a shocking sword in ancient times.

Here they came, enough, enough.

There is no need for Su Jing to make another move, and there is no need for a large group of people to come behind, if the Mo monk in the Mitiantai still wants to see the sunrise tomorrow, unless the king of heaven Lao Tzu comes to the rescue!

Heavenly King Lao Tzu doesn't care whether the ink monk lives or dies, but the ink monk in the Mitiantai still has a top boss, Shi Xiaoxiao, who just destroyed the sword shrine not long ago.

Shi Xiaoxiao didn't care about those ink monks, he had already been reported, and he knew that the cause and effect of the incident was not as good as a person leaving the mountain and turning a sword, mistakenly believing that the demon ink sword rebelled, and even the 'Northern Buddha' had successfully attained nirvana, and several schemes of the ink disciples in the Mitiantai had been defeated, Shi Xiaoxiao's reply to the water mirror was very simple: apologize.

There was a sigh when Shui Jing ordered his companion to 'turn into a dragon' before, and that sigh was because he received a reply from Shi Xiaoxiao-

2-in-1, today's update Ha. (To be continued......)