The wind roared, Mr.
Lan Da didn't know what An Keyi, Lin Xi and the others were talking about, he was angry that he was the first swordsman of the Qingluan Academy in the past, and he couldn't even catch a sword from Lin Xi who was seriously injured in the current ri, and in the wind and snow, the figure of Lin Xi in the carriage gradually intertwined with the figure of Dean Zhang in his eyes, and there seemed to be no difference.
In the midst of this illusion, he breathed hard, but suddenly felt some kind of inexplicable fear.
It seemed that a deadly threat was imminent, but he didn't understand where this deadly threat came from, his body was extremely cold, but there was an indescribable dryness in his body that was surging.
In his mind, the figures of Dean Zhang and Lin Xi, the sword and sword shadows of many battles in the past actually disappeared, and were occupied by the snow-white body of a woman in his memory.
The snow outside him seemed to turn into a bright red brocade quilt at this moment, and he heard an unusually heavy gasp in his throat, and he also heard the breathing of the four fiery heads become unusually heavy.
At this moment, Nangong Weiyang, who was beside Lin Xi, stretched out her hand, she held the long sword in Lin Xi's hand, and in just a few breaths, her body shook violently as if it was suffering a violent recoil.
The axles of the two wheels of this ordinary carriage cracked at the same time.
The long sword turned into a rainbow, and in an instant, it traveled in a pure straight line, reaching Mr.
Lan Da's body.
All the charm in Mr.
Landa's consciousness was intertwined with this sword light.
A sword light appeared in the woman's hand in his mind, and he already understood what caused him to be so abnormal at this time, but this sword was even more powerful than Lin Xi's sword, and the black and red sè long sword in his hand had just flew, and this sword had already descended strongly, suppressing his black and red sè flying sword, and landed on his chest.
His body flew backwards uncontrollably.
The flying sword rushed out from behind him with a thick cloud of blood mist.
At this moment, he was a little dazed, only to see An Keyi and Qin Xiyue taking Lin Xi and Nangong Weiyang and running wildly in the wind and snow.
"Pong" He fell heavily to the ground, his body sliding in the snow and continuing to slide.
After gliding for more than ten steps, he subconsciously stood up.
It wasn't until he got up that he realized he had lost all his strength.
He looked up and saw the four-headed fire leader roaring in the snow, as if he had completely lost the trace of Lin Xi and the others.
Then he looked down and saw that his chest was completely empty.
Through the large hole in his chest, he could see the blood-stained snow and the black night sky behind him.
He saw that the flesh and blood in his body were also black.
He thought about his life, suddenly felt immense pain, and then collapsed and died.
"What kind of drug is that?"
Lin Xi couldn't help but look at An Keyi and asked.
In addition to An Keyi, he, Nangong Weiyang, and Qin Xiyue all have a real feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe.
After casting the sword that hit Mr.
Lan Da hard, the soul power in his body was also continuously precipitated out of his body, and at this moment, in the cold wind, his body felt a biting cold, and his lips began to freeze a little black.
An Keyi, who was holding him in a frenzy, heard his question, and her cheeks faintly flushed, but she still replied in a book-like tone: "It is the Chun Medicine, which should be the strongest Chun Medicine in the world." ” Although many stubborn freshmen of the Imperial Medicine Department joked in private after being admitted to the hospital, and often the medicine they wanted to refine the most was either Chun medicine or laxative, An Keyi's answer at this moment still couldn't help but make Lin Xi and the others stunned.
"Magic Eye" An Keyi saw Lin Xi's coldness, she hesitated slightly, and used her hand to hold Lin Xi's body closer to herself, this action that seemed very normal for the battle and escape at this moment, but it made the red cloud on her face thicker, she subconsciously explained carefully: "In the battle of the East King Tomb, the Shaohua Tomb and the Falling Star Tomb, we realized the function of the Demon Eye Flower, and then according to the original intention of the academy, it was to see if we could see if we could come to the Chiba Pass before the Purgatory Mountain Sect descended, Refine a drug that can greatly increase combat power.
Because the magic eye flower has the effect of greatly stimulating the excitement level of the human body.
If you can greatly improve your reflexes and perception, and even dominate battles beyond your usual limits, as long as you can kill the Purgatory Mountain Sect, then even if the user has some sequelae, it will be worth the sacrifice in the eyes of many of us.
However, the efforts of our Imperial Medicine Department ultimately failed, and the medicine that was refined had a great hallucinogenic effect, and instead became the most powerful chun-medicine. ” "No matter what kind of medicine it is, as long as it can kill the opponent, it is good medicine."
Nangong Weiyang glanced at An Keyi and asked seriously: "It's just that the effect time of this medicinal power is only dozens of breaths, so we have to leave immediately."
An Keyi nodded: "In the battle between you and Zhang Ping, our academy obtained a few copies of the blood of his two-headed fire leader.
So I'm sure this medicine is also useful for the fire kui, but it doesn't last long.
Any Saint-Order being, even under the influence of this drug, will always have a fighting instinct in the face of the threat of death. ” Nangong Weiyang frowned: "If Lin Xi and I are not injured, we can kill those four fire leaders." ” An Keyi nodded.
"This drug will continue to be useful in the future."
Nangong Weiyang looked at her and said, "It should also be useful when facing the enemy Zhang Ping in the future." ” Hearing her words, An Keyi was silent for a moment, and then shook his head: "No one knows how advanced Zhang Ping's physique will be, and this drug may not work for him in the future." ” Nangong Weiyang also fell silent again.
Huo Kui could sense the aura of the "Demon Leader", and Zhang Ping's hands still held how many secrets that were extremely unfavorable to them Three majestic and unimaginably majestic Buddhas are half-buried in the yellow sand dunes.
Next to the three Buddhas, whose folds of clothes are longer than a train fleet, clear water rushes in a wide canal.
Behind this Big Buddha is a deep ravine, a huge canyon.
Some of the golden Buddha halls have their roofs slightly above the horizon, built in the deep canyons.
The runes on the mountain walls and temples all exude a soft Buddha light, forming a futon-like circular Sanskrit text, gathering into a sea of golden light Buddha.
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This is the Prajna Temple, another holy place of cultivation in the world in addition to Qingluan Academy and Purgatory Mountain.
Zhenpilu and Yunhai sat in a cliff cave shrouded in Buddha's light.
In front of this bald monk, there is an old monk with yellow eyebrows.
"Please ask the master to solve your doubts."
Zhenpilu and Yunhai saluted, neither of them saying anything superfluous, because they knew that the other must know where their confusion was.
The old monk with yellow eyebrows looked at Zhen Pilu and the sea of clouds, and said without joy and sorrow: "There are many kinds of incarnations of Buddha, and there are also many kinds of incarnations of demons. ” Zhen Pilu and Yun Hai knew that there must be a deep meaning in the words of the old monk Huang Mei, but they still couldn't understand it, so Zhen Pilu spoke again: "The disciple is unknown. ” "A Buddha can also be a demon, and a demon can be a Buddha."
The yellow-eyed old monk looked at Zhenpilu and Yunhai without sorrow or joy, and said lightly.
A shocked look appeared in the eyes of both Zhenpilu and Yunhai.
Zhenpilu's brow furrowed, a bulging piece in the center of his brow, and he opened his mouth, about to speak.
However, the old monk with yellow eyebrows has spoken out again: "If the devil wants to control the world, he has the incarnation of evil to conquer the world with fear and despair, and at the same time, he must also have the incarnation of good to inspire another part of the world." ” Yun Hai's eyes widened in disbelief, and he asked in a daze: "Master, what do you mean, our Prajna Temple, and it is just a means used by the devil to control the world."
The yellow-eyed old monk looked at him and said, "To be exact, it used to be." ” Immersed in the light of the Buddha, the true Pilu and the sea of clouds are shocking and indescribable.
They thought of countless possibilities, but they didn't expect that the answer given by the old monk with yellow eyebrows would be such an answer.
"For those who are truly above the world, whether evil or good, is only a means for him to rule the world.
When many people desperately resist the rule of demons for the sake of good thoughts in their hearts, they do not know that they themselves are actually under the control of demons.
The demon king looks at the world from the highest place, with chess pieces in place, and the battle between good and evil is just a play under his cowardice.
The old monk with yellow eyebrows continued slowly.
Zhenpilu's eyebrows bulged even higher, and he asked solemnly: "What Master means is that our Prajna Temple was only a lineage of the Demon Sect at the earliest, and it has always been under the control of the Demon Sect before."
The yellow-eyed old monk looked at him, and lightly stretched out his finger, pointing to a place in the canyon behind him and Yunhai.
Zhenpilu and Yunhai turned around and saw that there were two very small temples there.
"The demons and Buddhas in the world are like two houses for the real demon king.
He enters the house on the left today, and the house on the left belongs to him, and he is the owner of the house on the left.
He wants to enter the house on the right, and he is the owner of the house on the right.
The old monk said: "Until he is finally defeated, these two houses do not belong to him." ” Yun Hai thought for a while and asked: "Master, our Pranyo Temple was originally another incarnation of the Demon King, belonging to his other lineage, and was used by him, then listen to your meaning, and then such an era finally died out."
At most, the cultivators of later generations have gained some spiritual experience from the previous era, so what does our Prajna Temple have to do with Purgatory Mountain now, why does it seem that whether it is the previous Purgatory Mountain Sect Leader or the current Zhang Ping, they don't seem to take us seriously at all."
The old monk Huangmei looked at him and said, "There was a split in our Prajna Temple, and the only thing you know is the group of monks who first established the Divine Elephant Army, and the group of ascetic monks who broke away from the Praruo Temple and possessed the cultivation method obtained by Gu Xinyin.
Now that I have told you this, you should also understand that only a violent conflict of beliefs and ideas can lead to a split like that of Prajna. ” "So the split of our Pranya Temple that time was because we found out that the inheritance of our Pranya Temple was only the incarnation of demons," Yunhai said dumbfoundedly.
"It's more than that."
The old monk with yellow eyebrows shook his head and said compassionately: "The real demon king has established two houses, he will definitely have the key to enter the two houses, and he will not let the people in the house have the ability to betray him."
That discovery in the Endless Desert pointed out the fact that we, the cultivators of the Prajna Temple, may be like the current Fire King to the Demon King, and the Demon King has the means to control us. ” "The accounts of that discovery were even able to control our bodies."
After a pause, the old monk with yellow eyebrows looked at Zhenpilu and Yunhai, who were more and more shocked, and continued: "So after that discovery, many people in the Prajna Temple were afraid, they were afraid that someone would be able to possess the means of the Demon King, so they left the Prajna Temple and became ascetics who walked alone in a no-man's land, hiding from the world.
Some monks gave up practicing most of the exercises of Prajna Monastery and eventually became the current Elephant Army.
Others stayed at the temple, with good intentions, and began to seek ways to change themselves and cut off their ties with demons. ” "As long as you are a cultivator of the Prajna Temple, you are likely to be easily controlled by the Demon King."
Zhenpilu asked solemnly, "Then we are still the cultivators of the Pragmy Temple, can the cultivators of the Purgatory Mountain restrain and even control us?"
"After the great change in the Prajna Temple, in the long years, the successive generations of practitioners of our Pranya Temple have completely changed the practice of cultivation, and even made great sacrifices, completely destroying some of the extremely powerful cultivation methods.
Originally, even if the Demon King of the past was reborn, we could fight him.
The old monk with yellow eyebrows looked at Zhen Pilu and Yunhai, and said: "But after that split, there was once a monk in our Prajna Temple who went to Damang, far away to the Heavenly Demon Prison Plain, he wanted to get some of the Demon King's cultivation methods, and from the Demon King's cultivation methods, he got the method of completely cutting off the connection with the Demon, but in the end he became the Purgatory Mountain Sect Master, and became the master of the Purgatory Mountain Sect who died in front of the Chiba Pass. ” Yun Hai was so shocked that his body kept trembling, "Master, what do you mean, is that the master of the Purgatory Mountain Sect is actually from our Prajna Temple."
The old monk with yellow eyebrows nodded slowly, "In a sense, the Purgatory Mountain of Jinri is another branch of our Pranya Temple. ” Zhenpilu and Yunhai were speechless for a while.
"That person knows that most of the exercises in our Prajna Temple have changed, so after getting some demonic means, he has the means to target our Prajna Temple exercises.
Except for Gu Xinyin's line of ascetics who left the temple before him, he had no way of knowing the changes of those ascetics to the exercises, and it was impossible for him to have any means to restrain them.
The old monk with yellow eyebrows looked at the speechless Zhenpilu and Yunhai, and said, "So we attach great importance to the exercises left over from this sect. ” "So for so many years, the Purgatory Mountain Sect and our Prajna Temple have always had an indescribable tacit understanding, and his eyes have always been only on Yun Qin, and the enemies in his eyes are only Yun Qin and Qingluan Academy."
Zhenpilu was silent for a long time before he spoke.
The yellow-eyed old monk nodded silently.
Yun Hai blushed and said: "Although the Purgatory Mountain Sect Leader has changed two terms in a row, to Zhang Ping of today's Ri, but the means of cultivating the exercises in our Prajna Temple must also remain in the secret book of Purgatory Mountain, and they will definitely be obtained by Zhang Ping, so Zhang Ping does not regard us as a threat." ” "We can choose to escape, or hide in some Buddha light in Prajna Temple.
However, he couldn't face the real Purgatory Mountain Sect, and he couldn't be his enemy.
The old monk Huangmei said without sorrow or joy: "This is the current fate of our Praruo Temple." ” "There must be a way to change this fate."
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Zhenpiru looked at him and said.
"Xuanyuan also thinks the same way as you."
The yellow-eyed old monk looked at the yellow sand sprinkled at the mouth of the canyon in the distance and said slowly.
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