Master Huiyuan is the elder of Tonghua Temple, and his Buddhism is profound, and his realm is also extraordinary.Kunlun Elder Chen Wen was a powerful sword cultivator who broke through the sea realm, but he was killed by him with one blow, and even the cloud boat of the Zhongzhou faction was not very fearful.At this time, he felt a strong danger.This is naturally related to the distance, at that time, the cloud ship of the Zhongzhou faction was in the high altitude close to the virtual realm, and at this time Jing Jiu was in front of him.Isn't it customary for Qingshan Sword Cultivator to keep his distance from his opponent?
His gaze fell on Jing Jiu's hand.The hand was as white as jade, without a single blemish, like a work of art, but it was very terrifying, as if there were countless thunderbolts in it."
Looks like I can't keep my hands anymore."
Master Huiyuan looked at Jing Jiu and said, "I'm sorry. ”The green light illuminates his figure, gradually becoming one with the Buddha statue, and the breath becomes more leisurely and far-reaching.Countless rosaries float up from the shadows of the lamps, from the cracks in the bricks, or fall from the beams and pillars, and become dense stars that occupy all the space in the hall.………… The Jia family is engaged in ore trading, in addition to the local officials in Yizhou, there are also big names in Chaoge City as backstage, so they are naturally invincible in the business field.In just a few decades, Jia Sheng has become a famous and wealthy man in Yizhou City, although he is far from being qualified to compare with those big families who have the support of the cultivation sect, it is also extremely beautiful.The New Year Festival is approaching, and the Jia family has invited familiar officials and businessmen to a banquet, and they are lively in the front yard, and at the same time discuss the important matter tomorrow.Countless delicacies are sent to the court like water, and the courtyard is as warm as spring, without the slightest breath of winter, and everywhere is overflowing with the taste of wealth and enjoyment.Pinggu Temple is the family temple of the Jia family, separated from the garden of Jiafu by a stream and half a mountain, looking at each other from afar, there is still a distance.Ah Da lay on the courtyard wall of Pinggu Temple, looking at the excitement in the distance, there was no envy in his eyes, only indifference, and even a few traces of vicissitudes could be found when he looked deeper.Hongchen is prosperous, it has seen a lot, where will it look at this bit of wealth in his eyes.The sound of firecrackers came from nowhere, and Ah Da looked back at the temple.Under the courtyard wall were seven or eight monks, stacked on top of each other, already unconscious, and at the top was the little novice.Looking at the apse, it had a worried look in its eyes.Jing Jiu is not the opponent of the Yuan Monk, the realm gap between the two sides is too clear, but he has to try the sword, and it has no way.Fortunately, Jing Jiu is not easy to die, and if something really happens later, it will naturally take action.Bang!
At this time, a muffled thunder suddenly exploded in the deep winter sky.Ah Da's pupils shrank, and the white hair on his body subconsciously stood up.………… Thunder in the depths of winter is an extremely rare thing, not to mention that there is not a trace of clouds floating in the blue sky today.In Jiafuli, the officials and businessmen who were drinking and talking were startled, looked at the sky, and thought to themselves, what had happened?"
It's thundering, is it going to rain?"
A famous steward said subconsciously.Jia Sheng glanced at the steward coldly, and was about to reprimand a few words, when suddenly an even more terrifying thunder exploded!
Immediately after, countless thunderbolts rushed to sound!
The wind howled, the beams and pillars creaked, the earth shook, there was smoke and dust everywhere, and there was a thin wall of shadows, which collapsed with a bang."
The ground moves!
It's ground moving!
”"Run!""
Go and help the old lady!""
Pinggu!
Pinggu Temple has fallen!
”There were cries of fear everywhere in Jiafu.The officials and merchants could no longer keep their composure, and they got under the table as fast as they could.Yahuan and the servants cried and ran around, the sky was obscured by smoke and dust, and there was chaos and darkness everywhere.………… Pinggu Temple really fell.The three halls and the monastic houses were in ruins.The courtyard wall has also become a stacked line.Ah Da was a little surprised, and turned into a white lightning bolt and swept towards the back of the temple.The apse has disappeared, and the beams and pillars and Buddha statues, the green lanterns and the walls have been reduced to sawdust, rubble, flakes of gold and red brick.In the wolf-like ground, there were many more subtle fragments that were difficult to see with the naked eye—those were the fragments of the rosary, made of red gold and danshi, and at this time they all turned into golden-red powder, which merged with the red bricks, but still exuded the majesty and power of King Kong.Jing Jiu stood in mid-air, calmly looking at the old monk, his sleeves fluttering slightly, and a faint crackling sound sounded.The old monk's body was also full of golden-red powder, and I don't know if it was bricks and stones, gold lacquer, or rosaries, or his Buddha's blood.His eyes were already blind, and blood spilled out of them, wetting the white eyebrows that were hidden on them, and then slowly dripping, like the life in his body.But he wasn't dead at this time, and it seemed that he wanted to say something.His withered lips twitched slightly, and golden words flowed from between his lips, rising with the wind, like leaves growing in the spring breeze.Looking at this scene, Ah Da's pupils shrank, and he was about to step forward and bite off the old monk's head.The words glowing with golden light are Buddha's words, which are somewhat similar to the runes of Yimaozhai, but they are even more dangerous.What Ah Da was worried about didn't happen, because those Buddha words couldn't come out of the lips, and those green leaves couldn't grow, so they broke off from the roots and fell downward.Above the ruins of Pinggu Temple, there were countless invisible sword intents.It was the sharpest sword intent in the world, and it was better than the second sword.The leaves that seemed to have ink written on them fell into the ruins and splattered into gold dust.In the end, all that remained was the words themselves, that is, the voice of Master Huiyuan."
You'll never find a real person."
The white eyebrows that the old monk covered his eyes were all stained with blood, and he looked extremely miserable and terrible."
The wrath of thunder will not last long."
The white eyebrows fell with the cold wind, spilling two streams of blood.He looked at Jing Jiu with blind eyes, with a smile on his face and a look full of compassion, as if he had insight into all the truth."
You have come back because the world needs you, and you will eventually recognize this and gain true peace."
This is the last sentence that Master Huiyuan left in this world, not a curse but an explanation, and it seems to be a blessing.After saying this, countless thunderbolts were born from under his monk's robe, emitting a series of dense sounds.It's like a firecracker during the New Year.At the sound of firecrackers, his body turned into powder, merging with the powder in the ruins.………… The winter wind is quieting, the smoke and dust are falling, and the chaos in Jiafu is finally under control.Jia Sheng got out from under the table with the help of the steward, and hurriedly asked people to see how the officials were doing.The damage to the courtyard was not serious, it was only the wall that fell, there were no serious casualties, and the few people who looked at the broken heads and bleeding were not in danger of life.The Pinggu Temple in the back mountain has really become a ruin.Soon the steward returned, and the monks in the monastery woke up unconscious, but nothing happened, and the senior monk who had just taken over as abbot was ......
But it was missing.Jia Sheng looked at the ruins over there, his pale face full of dazed emotion, wondering what was going on.Then he remembered that tomorrow Lord Zhizhou would bring his family to participate in meditation, what should he do..................
There was a pile of broken red paper in front of the door of the governor's mansion, and there was still a burning smell in the air.It seems that it is not firecrackers that are burned here, but real firecrackers.A few children crouched on the ground, looking for the remaining playthings, and saw that the lively crowd had not dispersed.In the restaurant not far away, Su Ziye was wearing a mask and drinking jasmine tea, and there was no emotion on her face.Jing Jiu ignored him and landed directly in the back garden."
It's too dangerous......
If he uses the Buddha's words from the beginning, it is really dangerous. ”"And he's right, you can't go and collect some thunder every time and then bombard people!""
Hey, talk about you!"
The white cat lay on his shoulder, meowing incessantly.Jing Jiu ignored it, waved his hand to pull out a few bamboo branches, and walked towards the study.The white cat reached out and plucked his broken earlobe, and said in his senses, "Your body is not as strong as you think, so be careful." ”Jing Jiu still ignored him and walked down the stone steps into the study.The study was quiet, there was no sound of the tip of the pen rubbing against the paper, and there was no sound of grinding ink.Zhao Layue and Gu Qing stood in the corner, looking at the desk.Yizhou Zhizhou sat on the chair behind the table, his head tilted slightly, his face was pale, he had no breath, and he was already dead.Jing Jiu glanced at Zhuo Rusui.Zhuo Rusui said with an innocent face: "I used the Chengtian Sword as a formation to control every subtlety of his body, and even the meridians were locked, who knew that he could still think of a way to commit suicide." ”Jing Jiu didn't say anything, this Zhizhou didn't have much meaning in living, what the people of Immortal Lin were best at was killing people and killing themselves without leaking secrets.Master Huiyuan also did not accept his conditions, indicating that in the hearts of these people, Taiping Zhenren is a more terrible existence than death, or a more respectable existence."
Su Ziye didn't lie to us, Zhizhou is indeed a person from the Immortal Forest, and when he goes to Pinggu Temple tomorrow, he will go to deliver the second fragment of the Burning Sun Flag."
Zhao Layue handed a small porcelain vase to Jing Jiu.Jing Jiu opened the small porcelain vase, looked at the rag inside, and was silent for a while.The rag exuded a dark and filthy but fiery aura, which was the unique smell of the Sun Banner.At the beginning, Liu Ci and him destroyed the Xuanyin Sect and killed Wang Xiaoming, the scorching sun banner wrapped in Wang Xiaoming's body naturally shattered.Two of them fell into Su Ziye's hands.As the former master of the Xuanyin Sect, Su Ziye's movements were faster than those of the Wind Sword Sect and the Divine Guard.They were able to find Master Huiyuan, and it was through the fragment of the Burning Sun Banner in Su Ziye's hand that they found this Zhizhou, and then found Pinggu Temple.The first fragment of the Sun Banner should have reached the Taiping Zhenren by now.Jing Jiu waved his sleeves, and everything in the study floated up.The heavy stone inkstone floats like a fallen leaf, the light fluttering scroll is still in the air, and all kinds of things slowly turn, revealing all their details.Hundreds of books turn on their own, just like last summer's discussion with Zen Tzu at Kosei Temple.Gu Qing knew that his realm was not enough, so he withdrew from the study, Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui looked at it for a while, and also closed their eyes - the pages of those books were turning too fast, and there were too many details in those pen, ink, paper, inkstone, curtains, and letters, which were as complicated as a sea of stars, and they couldn't observe the details, and they would suffer internal injuries if they forcibly supported them.Jing Jiu quietly looked at those "details" and suddenly said: "The ship is on the sea. ”Zhuo Rusui was very emotional, thinking that this nonsense was really breathtaking.That ship is a treasure ship, of course only at sea.It's like stewing goose in an iron pot, of course, only in an iron pot.Jing Jiu continued: "Ice Storm Sea. ”Hearing this name, Zhao Layue's expression was slightly cold, and Zhuo Rusui hiccuped nervously, as if he had eaten a whole pot of stewed goose.()