Yun Qing's expression changed slightly, and the flesh and blood of Yama's holy body exploded. This huge demon body, which was as huge as a mountain, broke inch by inch and collapsed section by section. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
Yun Qing felt the shadow of Su Yaobai's sword moving behind her. He got close to her several times, but was blocked by the heavy rain of scattered flesh and blood. The clear energy and sword power are becoming more and more fierce, but the damage that the Yama Holy Body can block is limited, especially since Yun Qing has transferred the loss of "turning into a demon immediately" to it in a thousand kalpas in order to maintain his own state. , the majestic and majestic body of Yama became weak almost in the blink of an eye.
It is easy to fall into passivity if this continues.
Yun Qing's hands spread out mysterious magic lines, which were exactly the same as those on the face of Yama's holy body. I couldn't tell whether they looked good or bad, but after looking at them for a long time, I felt particularly dizzy. The magic lines in her hands were densely packed, and in the end, most of her arms were covered. There were obvious breaks in the lines, and they seemed incomplete.
Later, Su Yaobai noticed that she was gathering momentum, and directly suppressed the immortal energy. There was no false move, and the clear energy that penetrated the sky and the earth hit Yun Qing not far away with an unstoppable force.
Yun Qing put his hands together, and the broken parts of the magic pattern were connected together, and the devil's true energy penetrated into one body. It was as if the body of Yama's holy body had been drained, and there was no longer any strong energy.
When Su Yaobai saw a black light rushing out of the Pure Land of the Great Sun, he knew that Yun Qing had finished gathering his strength. All the pure energy in his hand immediately exploded completely at this moment, directly piercing the Pure Land of the Great Sun. The dark sky was broken by the dazzling light, the black sun fell in the pure land of the great sun, the sea surface boiled, and the sky hung low. The air waves rolled, the black flames extinguished, and the demonic aura exploded with the Great Sun Pure Land as the center, almost at the same time as the arrival of ten thousand pure Qi.
Su Yaobai felt a thick and cold rain of blood falling. As soon as the blood rain touched the Taoist robe on his body, several holes were burned out, and the thin black smoke was annihilated together with the immortal essence on his body. He looked at the place where the Great Sun Pure Land collapsed. After all the chaotic and evil thoughts dissipated, there was no one there.
"Wanren Shen..." Su Yaobai sighed and did not pursue him any further. After such a long time, that old fox Zhong Guanyuan has already done everything he needs to do.
Yun Qing felt like his mouth and nose were bleeding, but he didn't dare to stop at all. Wan Renshen is an escape technique that destroys the body. Its speed is not outstanding among all escape techniques, but one thing makes it one of the top escape techniques, that is, Wan Renshen is not affected by any formation or magic weapon. system. So Su Yaobai was obviously ready to force her to stay, but he could only watch her escape.
Just now, Yun Qing and Su Gao had just said good things to each other, and immediately sacrificed the sacred body of Yama, and fled thousands of miles away. After all the flesh and blood was consumed, they flew to Guiling Temple by the wind. Fortunately, Su Youbai didn't catch up. If he changed the situation again, Yun Qing would basically have no way to escape and would have to resist. en8.
At this time, it was already late at night in the Snowy Mountains of the Northwest. There was a crescent moon in the sky, the stars were shining brightly, and it was chilly. The bright starlight shines on the snow, and when you look down from above, you can see large spots of light, but the back of the snow-capped mountains is still dark.
Yun Qing saw Guiling Temple Zizai Cliff from a distance. She fell from the air, and when she was about to land on the ground, Aman came out of the Jumang mirror, just in time for her to sit on his shoulder. Aman stretched out his hand to hold Yun Qing's broken leg and placed her firmly.
There is only one person on the cliff.
Many years ago, Yun Qing often came here to seek Dharma from Jueluan. At that time, he was wearing a wide and thin white monk's robe, with cinnabar dotted between his eyebrows, and his expression was calm and gentle. The strong wind passed through the branches covered with white snow and stopped beside him. His white clothes were brighter than the moonlight.
Now the person in front of Yun Qing has put on a red-gold cassock. There is only a high-pitched compassion and solemnity between the eyebrows similar to Jue Luan's. The dark red around him does not know how much blood of immortals and Buddhas has solidified. He sat in Jueluan's place, closing his eyes and fiddling with the rosary. As soon as Yun Qing saw him, he could faintly feel the echo of Sanskrit sounds, the ceiling fell, the Buddha's light was brilliant and solemn, and the surroundings seemed to no longer be human scenes. The moonlight and wind and snow were inexplicably stagnant, and it was difficult to even breathe when standing next to him.
The person in front of me is a Buddhist saint, not Jue Luan or Zi Hong.
In the past, the Shengxin Sutra was combined with Taoism and became a saint, integrating the memories and cultivation practices of all Buddhist and Taoist powers. Starting from the first generation of ancestors in Guiling Temple to the end of the last generation, each of them is a Buddhist and Taoist saint. Not any of them.
Yun Qing bowed and saluted: "I have met the Saint."
The Buddhist and Taoist saint said calmly: "What you want has been taken away by Zhong Guanyuan."
Yun Qing nodded, and Aman turned around and left: "I understand."
"The same goes for Mianfenglang." The Buddhist and Taoist saint added calmly.
Yun Qing's heart tightened slightly, but her expression didn't change much. She still nodded and said, "I understand."
"I know what Zhong Guanyuan wrote."
The Shinto relics left at Guiling Temple are historical records. They are not untouchable like the Rikyu Annex, nor are they shelved like the Book of Heaven Peach Tree. Someone in Buddhism and Taoism has already studied it.
Yun Qing sighed, and Aman turned around. She opened her eyes and looked at the Buddhist and Taoist saint and said, "Does the saint have to divide his speech into so many paragraphs?"
The Buddhist and Taoist saint also slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. He put down the rosary, clasped his hands and said: "Zhong Guanyuan only wrote some very trivial things, just like the daily notes of emperors in the mortal world. Qing Emperor Where did he go, what did Emperor Qing do, what orders did Emperor Qing give, that's about it."
According to the meaning of the Buddhist and Taoist saint, this book was really written by Zhong Guanyuan. He was probably someone close to Qing Emperor at that time, more specifically, he should be Secretary Secretary or Secretary Shi. This book seems to be of great value today. Maybe we can dig out the secret of the demise of Shinto from it, as well as the back-up plan left by Qingdi. But the Buddhist and Taoist saints don’t seem to think this thing is very important. Is there no such content in it
Yun Qing asked with some confusion: "Does the Saint know why Emperor Qing left this book?"
If there really is no such key record, then why did the Qing Emperor leave it in the Holy Land and pass it on for a hundred thousand years? Does this god really want to share the trivial details of his life with the monks at Guiling Temple
"I am not Qing Emperor, how can I know what he is thinking?" The Buddhist and Taoist saint suddenly laughed. His smile was light and gentle, which made Yun Qing overlap his face with Jue Luan's.
"Is there anything special about this history book?" Yun Qing thought for a while. Since the content of the book is very ordinary, maybe there is something special hidden in the book itself
"Not everything in the world has its meaning." The Buddhist and Taoist saint shook his head, and there was a hint of helplessness in his words, "Why do you regard everything as a layout? Maybe Qing Emperor? I didn’t even think about it, I just kept it.”
Yun Qing was dumbfounded. If the Buddhist and Taoist saints didn't want to tell her what was contained in the book, they could have used a more sophisticated method. Yun Qing felt that what he said now was unreliable. Emperor Qing was a heartless god, and he was not a human emperor who was keen on showing off his great achievements. How could he leave a history book without any reason
The Buddhist and Taoist saint seemed to know what she was thinking, and said slowly: "Some things are meaningless to you, and they are meaningless to the people who are alive now, but they are important to the people who left them behind. After you die, It’s normal to store important things in a safe place afterwards.”
Yun Qing felt that the words of the Buddhist and Taoist saints were getting more and more wrong. He did not regard Qing Emperor as a god at all. In his words, Qing Emperor was just like an ordinary person. Yun Qing thought about what happened a hundred thousand years ago - because Emperor Qing knew that he was going to die and Shinto was going to be destroyed, and after that the things he cherished would be lost, so he built the Seven Holy Lands and then His things are hidden in it, hoping that these holy places can preserve them well...
Totally unconvincing.
The more Yun Qing thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. What about the far-reaching plan that had been agreed upon? How come it turned into such a meaningless thing once it was explained by a Buddhist saint
"Ahem, okay, I'll take my leave first." Yun Qing coughed. He probably wouldn't gain anything if we continued talking like this. He might as well go after that short-legged guy Zhong Guanyuan.
The Buddhist and Taoist saint sighed again. He looked at Yun Qing gently and helplessly and said, "You can't understand."
"What?" Amang stopped, and Yun Qing turned around and asked, "What can't you understand?"
"Qing Emperor..." His voice was heavy, low and depressing, but it also had the soothing meaning of those Sanskrit chants, "He built the palace of separation in an unknown place. He violated the law of heaven. Using Bi Luo's body to forcefully kill Holy Lord Huang Quan, he might have lost his way a hundred thousand years ago."
The Qing Emperor lost his way... The Qing Emperor lost his way!
Yun Qing was slightly startled. This sentence crashed into her mind. All the voices around her became silent. She couldn't answer the words for a while.
The monastic community's doubts about the existence of the Palace of Farewell have always been based on its name, Palace of Farewell, which does not look like the name of a shrine. There is also Biluo Huangquan. The two holy masters are located at the two poles of the world. At that time, the masters of gods and demons jointly maintained the order of heaven, and Qingyun Jiuyou did not offend each other. However, later rumors always said that Huang Quan was killed by Bi Luo. Now it seems that this incident is not groundless.
These two things are very abnormal, but no one has thought about "Qing Emperor's injustice".
Qingdi is the supreme being. In the eyes of most practitioners at that time and even now, he is the embodiment of heaven and the symbol of rules. He is a god who never makes mistakes.
"This can explain why he fell." The Buddhist and Taoist saint didn't care at all how terrible things he said. He said calmly, "But don't take it too seriously. I also guessed it."
Yun Qing finally calmed down his thoughts, and after hearing his words, he immediately couldn't laugh or cry: "Is the Saint just stalling for time?"
The Buddhist and Taoist saint smiled, with a somewhat inexplicable look on his face: "That's what you say."
"Junior really said goodbye." Yun Qing turned around again, the black flames at the hem of her clothes were swaying, and she said softly, "Thank you, Lord Saint, for your help."
The Buddhist and Taoist saint sat in meditation with his eyes closed, his expression becoming more and more quiet and solemn. He waited until Yun Qing had gone away before muttering to himself indifferently.
"What will those who gain the Tao lose, and what will those who lose the Tao gain? If the world knew this, would they really choose to seek the Tao..."