[The long-lost storm, the desperate defeat, the struggle for dominance, the strong return of Jiang Chen, the reincarnations who crossed the border, the restarted world, the changing plot, and more exciting things. We look forward to your subscription and monthly support!]
Mountain forests, ancient temples, bells, cicadas, and Buddhist chants echo endlessly, as if they want to save all sentient beings in the world. However, there are always people in this world who want to transcend all sentient beings and become the ones who control their own destiny. .
The clouds connect to the sky, and the wilderness is boundless. A figure slowly steps forward. Step by step, wading through the long river of time and crossing the boundaries of space, Jiang Chen once again steps into the world of reincarnation.
The resurrected Lord God, the reincarnation of reincarnation, the wheel of fate, began to enter an endless cycle again.
However, Jiang Chen sadly discovered that even though he had now reached the Hunyuan Daluo realm, opened up the world, and possessed the power of forbidden gods and demons, he still had difficulty breaking the shackles of reincarnation.
Following the footsteps of destiny and following the path of reincarnation, he can only keep moving forward, chasing the possibility of breaking destiny.
Without a sound, he arrived at the foot of the mountain. Looking up, he saw the majesty and majesty of the ancient temple. Here, Jiang Chen met an old friend named Duanlang, a man who also wanted to transcend and control his own destiny.
Legend has it that in this world, there is a person called "Clay Bodhisattva" who can understand the secrets of heaven and predict the future. As long as you find this person, you can know your own destiny, and then change your destiny against heaven and control your own destiny. However, this Clay Bodhisattva leaked too many secrets, so he was punished by the gods and attacked by fire poison. He had to rely on the strange beast Fire Monkey to absorb the venom regularly in order to survive. Therefore, there are rumors in the world:
If you want to find the Clay Bodhisattva, you need to find the Fire Monkey first!
The fire monkey is a strange beast in the world. Its body is like red fire and it is good at sucking poison. It is actually the nemesis of all poisons in the world. However, its movements are very fast and agile, so it is difficult for the world to see it.
Duan Lang clenched the sword in his hand and looked at the ancient temple in front of him. He climbed up the stairs and walked towards the temple. The ancient temple exuded a sense of historical vicissitudes. The houses built along the mountain can be said to be close to the mountains and rivers, with pleasant scenery all around. Being inside them makes people feel calm and relaxed, as if they can forget all the troubles and sorrows of the world. The morning sun shone its light, covering the temple with a colorful cassock, making it look very blurry. The occasional sound of monks chanting sutras gave him an unprecedented sense of tranquility.
Walking in the temple, you will occasionally encounter monks in twos and threes cleaning. The decorations in the main hall are very simple. On an altar table, in the incense burner, the sparks are flickering and the mist is rising. The Miller Buddha is sitting on a bed of clouds, surrounded by the mist. From above, looking at it, it looks extremely sacred.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
A great monk knelt on the futon, fiddled with a string of Buddhist beads in his left hand, knocked on the wooden fish with his right hand, and recited scriptures in his mouth. When Duan Lang walked in, the great monk didn't have any reaction. Maybe he was too absorbed in it, but Duan Lang could clearly feel that this great monk was not simple. There were waves of subtle emotions that were faintly revealed from his body. The breath showed that this great monk was also a master, and his cultivation level was higher than his own, and he had already reached the innate realm.
"Monk Buxu, I am Duanlang, and I would like to ask you to borrow the fire monkey."
Although he was shocked by the martial arts of the great monk in front of him, Duan Lang did not have any fear. Instead, a strong fighting spirit burst out from his body, and the hot sword energy filled the void.
"well... ... ... ."
The great monk Buxu couldn't help but sigh, "Another person who wants to explore the secrets of heaven. People in the world are ignorant, but they don't know that the secrets of heaven are unpredictable. Sometimes it is better not to know than to know."
"As a monk, if you make things easier for others, you are making things easier for yourself. The great monk is so persistent, and I offend you!"
With his thoughts moved and his desires unstoppable, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on Duan Lang's face. Then, as he raised his hand, the sharp sword was unsheathed, and the sharp blade pierced the air with a roar.
Monk Buxu clasped his hands together, and his true energy surged. In an instant, the phantom of a golden Buddha suddenly appeared behind him, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds echoed around him.
"laugh-"
The blazing sword energy spurted out, and Duan Lang showed no mercy. The sharp sword light slashed straight at Monk Fuxu. The powerful heat wave made the surrounding air seem to be ignited, forming a scorching heat wave.
Monk Buxu saw this, but he was not afraid at all. He used his whole body's skills, and followed the direction of his palms, and the unparalleled palm power came out, and suddenly surged out like an overwhelming mountain.
"boom!"
The moment the swords and palms clashed, a powerful air flow burst out. In the huge Buddha hall, the air flow surged, surging, and rolled endlessly.
"This man's swordsmanship is vicious and fierce. He seems to be carrying a blazing fire. He is very evil. Don't fight for a long time. Retreat!"
With a thought in mind, Monk Buxu immediately retreated, picked up the small cauldron containing the fire monkey, and rushed out of the Buddhist hall. After a few ups and downs, he had already jumped out of the scope of Qingliang Temple.
"Leave the Fire Monkey behind." Duan Lang roared loudly and followed closely.
The two of them were walking in tandem. During the ups and downs, they reached the foot of the mountain. Two figures stood side by side, blocking the way. Beside them, an old woodcutter and his six or seven-year-old granddaughter were feeling uneasy.
"Master Buxu, Qin Shuang and his junior brother Bu Jingyun are here to ask for help from the Fire Monkey." A figure spoke slowly, and layers of frosty air steamed up from his body.
"Why, even people from the Tianxiahui are coveting the Fire Monkey." Monk Buxu secretly complained in his heart. Now he really had a strong enemy in front of him and pursuers behind him. He had no choice but to stop his steps and turned his head and said. : "Old woodcutter, you go first." As he spoke, he put down the small cauldron containing the fire monkey in his hand and had already reached a point of fighting with Qin Shuang.
"Duan Lang!" At the same time, Bu Jingyun stepped forward and came to Duan Lang's figure, "I didn't expect that we would meet again."
"Bu Jingyun, I know you look down on me, but do you think I really can't beat you? If Xiongba hadn't asked me to lose to you, do you think you could beat me? I'm afraid the position of the three major hall masters in the world today is It’s not your turn yet.” Duan Lang spoke up proudly, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, but it was because when the Tianxia Association selected the three hall masters of Tianshuang, Feiyun, and Shenfeng, although he had the strength and expectation to win the championship, he Because he was suppressed by Xiong Ba, the leader of the Tianxia Association, he had to deliberately lose to Bu Jingyun, and all this was just because Bu Jingyun was Xiong Ba's disciple, and he was just a groom!
Hearing this, Bu Jingyun couldn't help but reveal a disdainful smile on his face: "Don't put gold on your face, you are a wallflower, you betrayed Tianxiahui, ran away from Wushuang City, and now you go to curry favor with the Sword Master, it's really sad."
"Xiong Ba forced me to do all this." Duan Lang said coldly. As he spoke, his right hand was already pressing the hilt of the sword.
"Stop talking nonsense, Duanlang, today I will clean up the door for the Tianxiahui!" Bu Jingyun shouted coldly, and then he rushed his true energy, filled his palms with force, and with a surging palm force, he shot straight towards Duanlang go.
As the saying goes, the wind has no form and the clouds are impermanent. Bu Jingyun was full of fighting spirit, and cloud energy suddenly appeared on his body. His whole body seemed to be covered by a cloud and mist. He could only see his body spinning, and even if a cloud cyclone appeared in it. On his palms, the surge filled the air, but there seemed to be endless murderous intent hidden in it.
"Zheng—"
The sharp sword was unsheathed again, but like the first ray of morning light from heaven and earth, it pierced into the air. Duan Lang held the sword in his hand, his sword intent was raging, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of evil red light.
"Pailing Cloud Palm!"
As the misty clouds surged, an astonishing palm power instantly burst out from between Bu Jingyun's palms. Wherever the power passed, sand and rocks suddenly flew, and pieces of gravel, dust, and dead leaves were carried along, and they all seemed to turn into It was like a hidden weapon, wrapped in the clouds and mist, and shot out in all directions.
"Eclipse Sword Technique!"
Duan Lang showed no signs of retreating. He had been waiting for this battle for a long time. In an instant, the long sword in his palm stabbed out. The scorching sword energy suddenly appeared, like the scorching sun, extremely powerful, as if it was carrying a burning wave. The terrifying power of destroying the land.
The clouds cover the sun and the sun is like fire. When the two meet, they seem to be natural enemies. The powerful energy suddenly bursts out. In the surrounding void, a terrible force suddenly surges, sweeping and scattering like a stormy wave. .
On the other side, Qin Shuang has also launched the strongest move of Tianshuang Fist. The air of endless frost exudes a strange cold that penetrates the heart. The surrounding air condenses and turns into frost, flying in the air in mist.
Monk Buxu's inner strength cultivation is extremely high and has reached the ultimate state of innateness. Still above Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun and Duan Lang, he unfolded the Great Compassion Palm Technique, bursts of Sanskrit sounds resounded through the sky, and the golden Buddha's light shone everywhere. The palm power is surging, fierce, but also reveals an infinite mysterious aura.
"boom!"
The four innate masters were fighting fiercely, and the forced air currents immediately swept through the surroundings. The mountains and trees were swept by a hurricane, and there were terrifying whirlpools everywhere that ordinary people could not imagine.
"squeak-"
At this moment, a monkey whose body was as red as blood suddenly emerged from the small cauldron on the side. After seeing the crowd, it seemed to be frightened and ran quickly towards the distance. The monkey's figure was so fast If there is lightning, it will rush far away in an instant.
"It's Huo'er!" Seeing this, the old woodcutter's granddaughter, who had just walked away, couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Fire Monkey!" Everyone couldn't help being surprised when they saw this monkey, and they shouted in unison. Duanlang was the first to come to his senses and quickly chased after the Fire Monkey.
"Leave the Fire Monkey!" Monk Buxu shouted and hurriedly chased after him.
"Duanlang put down the fire monkey!"
Bu Jingyun shouted loudly and was about to pursue him, but was stopped by Qin Shuang beside him. Bu Jingyun was puzzled when he heard Qin Shuang smile and say: "Junior Brother Yun, there is no need to chase, we have found that person Already..."
(End of chapter)