Chapter 316 Forget the dust and never forget, and return with a sword

Suddenly seeing this figure, everyone was stunned, and they didn't react for a while, but after a while, Shushan Ming Xiaoqian and others couldn't help but call out, and they all showed a surprise and a look of joy and sorrow.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, but seeing Lin Chen standing in front of Bing Lianxing, one hand and fingers like a sword, the blue light rose from the fingertips, the volley was empty, the pointing was like the wind, the palm of the finger was over, the green light was shining, and a picture of Qiankun gossip was drawn out in a moment, and the other hand was five fingers flying, the index finger and tail finger were erected, the ring finger was half-flexed, the thumb, The middle fingers are lightly interlocked, the knot is also a similar to the Dharma seal of Buddhism, faint and solemn atmosphere, from the seal of the hand knot instantly condensed, in an instant, this Tao a Buddha two completely different true power Huo Ran unity, such as the sea of rivers, instantly magnified countless times, the momentum of the waves, stubbornly blocked in front of the mantra mudra that fell from the sky like a mountain.

"Boom β€”β€”!"

Above the sky, there was an earth-shattering loud noise, if the dull thunder, rumbling away, endless, the Sifang Mountains suddenly shook violently, the vast earth was turbulent, everyone only felt a shock, with them doing so, they were also unstable, the scene in the sky was thrilling, almost everyone was stunned.

Bing Lianxing slowly descended to the ground, and the three of Bing Ling'er came back to their senses and hurriedly hugged each other, "Master, are you okay!", Bing Lan held Bing Lianxing's arm, said in a worried tone.

"It doesn't matter. Bing Lianxing replied lightly, she was profound, and in a few breaths, she forcibly suppressed the injuries in her body, wiped a wisp of blood from her lips, and thrust the Ice Spirit Dragon Emperor Sword upside down on the ground with her backhand, but a pair of ice eyes stared at the sky tightly, silent.

The solemn Buddha's light covers the sky and the sun, and when viewed from the ground, the entire canopy seems to be covered by the palm print condensed by the supreme Dharma, turning into a golden sea, and the low dark clouds roll outward, making people feel breathless when they look at it.

However, at this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the figure that could not be seen clearly in the depths of the brilliant light, and their hearts were so excited that they couldn't speak.

But seeing Lin Chenru towering mountains under the terrifying Buddha power, he raised his hand to hold it high, and the entire sea of golden light pressed on top of his head, only three inches in front of his hand, he stood still, as if he was holding this sky with one hand!

No matter who it was, they were already stunned, although it was not the first time they had seen Lin Chen make a move, and although they felt incredible that Lin Chen could come out of the sword mound alive after being tortured by ten thousand swords, they still never thought that in just a few years, Lin Chen's Taoism had improved to such a point, could it be that Lin Chen had also survived the thunder tribulation?

Bing Lan looked at the silent back in the sky in a daze, and said deliciously: "Master, this, what kind of spell is this? Lin, Lin Chen is too powerful, right? Is this still something that can be done by manpower!"

Bing Lianxing didn't speak, but his eyes flashed with a complicated color, and his heart had already set off a wave of waves, compared to what he saw in the Binglan Cloud Pavilion back then, this young man's entry was too appalling, just looking at his sudden appearance just now, for a moment, in the silent place of the wind and thunder, it was Shushan Avenue that pointed directly to the Tongming Sword Method, and its realm, it was to the point of reaching the peak, and cultivated the magic power of the sword heart, in her eyes, this son is on the way of the sword, and even faintly has the potential to go straight to the legendary Ten Thousand Swords to return to the sect, the most amazing thing is that there is also his other strange skill, solemn and atmospheric, between the hands of the light, contains immeasurable Zen, it is clearly a supreme Dharma, and even practiced to the same extremely profound level, and saw him use it when he saw the opportunity, and there was no delay in the conversion of Buddhism and Taoism, it can be seen that the two have been completely integrated, this kind of cultivation is already shocking, I am afraid that among the younger generation of Xuanmen, except for the Tianzhong genius Huang Bingli in Shushan, no one can reach him!

What's more, since ancient times, Buddhism and Taoism have never been connected, but in this young man, the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism that has been going on for thousands of years seems to have been broken.

The wind and clouds are all scattered, who would know what the man who is facing the vast Buddha power of the Witch Emperor is thinking in his heart at this moment?

He didn't seem to have the slightest fear, and there was no hint of retreat, facing the wind, facing the light, his long hair was crazy and floating, his clothes were blowing, slowly, little by little, he lifted up the mantra Buddha seal, in the depths of the clear light, as if there was a passionate roar, resounding in all directions, like the roar of the gods, the highest peak of the 100,000 mountains, several times in one night, this time it was particularly powerful, between the huge peaks and cliffs, under the supreme true law of these two stalemates, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, countless boulders fell off the mountain, and the whole mountain almost wanted to fall apart。

And the remnants of the dormant monster mountain spirits in the mountains on all sides have long been silent, fleeing in panic, far away from this terrible place.

The young man in the air who was sitting in the lotus platform in a Zen robe seemed to be surprised, his plain face finally changed, he stared at the figure of Lin Chen in front of him, his eyes were full of brilliance, and then fell on the calm back in front of the temple, after a long time, he suddenly laughed loudly, and the laughter was full of madness and indescribable desolation, and the listeners all looked sideways.

Between the wind and rain, everyone could only see the sea of golden light above their heads rising and falling like a tide, surging endlessly, as if there were two terrifying monsters fighting in mid-air, but to everyone's surprise, as the strange light on Lin Chen's body alternated more and more, gradually the Buddha seal that covered the sky began to be ethereal, and the Buddha's light became more and more dim, as if it was a collision of power consumption, and it was about to be broken by Lin Chen's earth-shattering power.

On the other side of the clouds, at this time, it was also densely revealed that many of the Wu Emperor's Dharma Bodies were incarnated, and it was the Three Thousand Vajra Buddhas!

Heaven and earth seem to have stopped breathing for a while, and in an instant there is only that word and sentence left, such as I smell, whether you listen to it or not, it will always be in your ears for countless Sanskrit chanting.

Lin Chen silently operated his Dao power, gasping lowly, looking at this solemn scene like the arrival of the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, his expression was calm, and his face gradually became cold.

As if they also felt something, everyone looked up to the sky and subconsciously held their breath.

But seeing that the wind rose again, the whistling accelerated, turning into an invisible whirlpool, rolling all the clouds, surrounding Lin Chen's whole person, and letting out a low roar, he was bathed in the gloomy sword, his clothes were flying, and the heavy sword roar spread out layer by layer behind him, like an angry dragon slowly waking up.

Emperor Wu looked at Lin Chen deeply, laughing wildly, his voice was crazy and high-pitched, even in this angry wave of Sanskrit chanting, it was still clearly audible: "Your master's sixfold heavenly tribulation is coming, he still took this step after all, do you think he can turn back!"

The audience was shocked!

Almost everyone was stunned!Sixfold Heavenly Tribulation, what is this concept?

The Great Red Heaven Taiqing Realm Double Tribulation, Yuyu Heavenly Qing Realm Triple Tribulation, Qingwei Tianyu Qingjing Quadruple Heavenly Tribulation, the ultimate cultivation in the world, is to survive these three nine Heavenly Tribulations and win the Heavenly Dao.

Wouldn't it be said that Yan Jingchen's cultivation had already reached the peak of Yuyu Heavenly Qing Realm in the Three Qing Dao Realm, and he was only one step away from stepping into the last realm of the Three Qing Dao Realm-Qingwei Tianyu Qing Realm!?

This is such a distant and unattainable existence for this group of the best young people in the Xuanmen, and even for the Ice Mercy Star who has just survived a great tribulation!

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the figure that was still still silent and silent like a mountain with a forgotten dust sword, and no one could describe the indescribable feeling of excessive agitation in their hearts at this moment.

Only Lin Chen smiled, tears slowly seemed to flow in his eyes, and he said calmly, "Are you wrong......"

The young man was stunned, laughed wildly, and looked at him, his pupils contracted slightly.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, stopped on the tip of his right finger, and the Dao trick that had already been beastly on the tip of his right finger flicked out, and in an instant above his head, Fang Dacheng became a huge Qiankun gossip light and shadow, and his left hand holding the mantra mudra bent his elbow behind his back and grabbed the hilt of the sword of Youhuang.

Five fingers, close!

"Boom!" The sword rushed into the sky, like a thunderclap, suddenly exploded in the world, tearing the entire sky apart, between the vast and misty void of heaven and earth, the wind and clouds rotated more and more rapidly, with the unsheath of the magic sword, suddenly a huge sword light descended from the sky, with the unruly meaning of looking down on the world, like a proud god, piercing the clouds and breaking the moon, shaking away all the golden light, crossing the center of the Qiankun gossip, falling on the tip of the ghostly sword, and engulfing Lin Chen's figure in an instant.

In the depths of Guanghua, it was hazy, and I saw Lin Chen's movements vaguely, slowly, as if he was extremely struggling to lift the ancient sword, the wind and clouds were turbulent, the heaven and the earth were Xiaoxiao, and the sword light, like the eyes of the sky, stared deeply at this heaven and earth!

In the dead silence, the entire ancient and silent 100,000 Great Mountains and Mountains, under the light of this supreme sword, slowly trembled, as if they were also afraid.

The young man was finally moved, his eyes did not look at Lin Chen at this moment, but fell on the man in white in front of the temple, the corners of his mouth trembled, his face suddenly turned hideous, he stood up from the lotus platform, and roared in disbelief: "You, what have you done! You even did not hesitate to damage your own Taoism and put your lifelong sword intent into him, just to teach him a sword! Would you rather abandon the sword from now on than take that step! Why! Why! Why!"

"Because in Master's heart, there is something more important than a sword. ”

Lin Chen said in a low voice, extremely calm, his hands were held high, and the huge light connected the heavens and the earth, like a giant dragon that had been imprisoned for thousands of years, and jumped out, the sky and the earth changed color in an instant, the mountains bowed their heads, and the magic weapon blades in everyone's hands all began to tremble slightly, especially the sword, everyone was shocked to find that at this moment, their magic weapon was out of their control, and the sword light of the Tianmu Sword was dumped!

That sword, with Lin Chen's figure, pierced straight into the depths of the golden light in the sky, sweeping through all Buddha shadows.

Under the blazing light that engulfed everything, only Lin Chen said softly, floating in the wind and rain.

"That Buddha, have you forgotten or remembered?"

Three thousand gods and Buddhas, a sword returns, all of them disappear!