Twenty years ago, some young lives shed their hot blood in this vast snowy land; twenty years later, their fellow disciples came here on such a bright moonlit night, drew their swords on this evil land that claimed their lives, and made their enemies pay for their blood!
Yashan!
Yashan…
Drawing the sword is the most fearless mark it leaves on every disciple of Yashan.
Qu Zhengfeng came up very early and was not discovered by anyone. Or it could be said that Dharma King Baoyin, who was in the Saint's Hall at that moment, was at a critical moment, so even if he was discovered, he would not act immediately.
And he did not support Jianchou immediately.
Until just now, at this critical moment, he drew his sword and showed the most oppressive edge of the future Sword Emperor of the Star Sea to the snowy area under the night sky!
His usually elegant face, with the accumulated power in the star sea over the years, has taken on a bit of awe-inspiring majesty, and his features are tinged with an indelible awe because of the swift and fierce attack he just made.
The black robe fluttered, and the golden embroidery was vivid under the moonlight.
The sea sword in his hand was dark blue like the waves surging in the deep sea, but it still vaguely looked the same as it did back then.
As many people recognize him as there are people who know his origins.
At this moment, who would think that he is not the Qu Zhengfeng of the past
Liaokong and Yangjin stood in the corner of the collapsed ruins, looking at the two figures standing side by side with swords, but they were not very clear about the right and wrong related to Yashan in the past, so they just felt that this scene was really fascinating to the extreme, and were very confused about everything else; Zen Master Xuelang at the foot of the holy mountain knew everything about the past and everything now, and he actually saw something in common from the two people standing side by side.
It is on them, and also on the other disciples of Yashan.
There will be no regrets because of the changing times.
That is the Nineteenth Continent, the Central Region, with the most unique temperament.
At the front of the holy mountain was the Saint's Temple, which had been destroyed by Qu Zhengfeng's sword.
The strange array in the hall was still running, as if it connected this huge holy mountain to a strange space. Following the trajectory of the array, the black gas surged up like a tide, completely enveloping the body of the Dharma King Baoyin, and even made his skin bleed inch by inch as if it was corroded by something. But the flesh and blood hidden under the skin swelled up exponentially, and the meridians buried inside were like insects and snakes swimming in the flesh and blood...
The body of Dharma King Baoyin suddenly grew twice as large!
Such a mutation brings great pain!
He raised his head suddenly and roared silently!
The originally solemn and dignified face was suddenly covered with hideous blue veins, and the black energy wrapped around his body even gathered towards his eyes, extinguishing the ray of human light in his eyes, and replacing it with the kind of ferocity and desolation that came from the most ancient time!
In the golden light pouring down like a waterfall from the sky, he finally stood up slowly!
The enlarged vertical mark between his eyebrows appeared deep and dark. Although there was only one vertical eye with no distinction between the white of the eye and the pupil, when he raised his head and looked at Jianchou, Qu Zhengfeng, and even at the existence farther away that he couldn't tell whether to call it Jiye or Galan, this extra eye gave people a feeling of being stared at as if it were real!
It seems that there are thousands and thousands of eyes hidden behind this eye!
Creepy!
Even when facing the strongest attack from Aquarius Dharma King before, Jianchou had never felt such a palpitation that was almost like a tremor!
This isn't even action, it's just a simple stare!
Twenty years ago, Xueyu Xinmi had already conspired with Jiyu, but they did not expect that Kunwu Yashan sent out elites to investigate, who saw through their plan and were willing to sacrifice their lives to pass the news back to Zhongyu.
That's why Jianchou and Xie Buchen visited the Snow Region again.
The plan that Xinmi had been planning for many years failed and had to be interrupted by force.
But it's just an interruption...
The conspiracy from that year is still there, and even though Jianchou and others tried to stop it, it only delayed the plan for twenty years.
Twenty years later, His Holiness Baoyin finally completed the ceremony that he should have completed that year!
Even though the price he paid seemed painful: the power of the temple was quickly destroyed by the crushing attacks from the Zen Sect, Xinghai Sect, and Yashan Sect monks below; the formation of the holy sacrifice was also weakened by the continuous awakening of the believers below; even the only remaining Aquarius Dharma King in the Snow Region, besides him, had just died in front of him at the sword of the female cultivator Yashan...
But he finally finished it!
A general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of men! What does the honor, disgrace, life and death of others have to do with him? Even if he is as familiar as Aquarius, he is just a hurried passer-by in his upcoming long life.
God has few thorns!
He offered to Him all the power in the Snowland that he could control through holy sacrifice; in return, He gave him a brand new path that no one else had ever walked!
A strange and powerful force filled his old body.
At this moment, Dharma King Baoyin hardly took anyone seriously!
Whether it was Qu Zhengfeng, who was so powerful in the air, or Jianchou, who had just destroyed the soul of Baoping, or Yangjin, the traitorous dakini hiding in the corner of the Saint Hall, or the little monk Lekong who could be killed by him with just one finger, or even the Zen Master Xuelang who had quietly appeared on the top of the holy mountain with just one step...
Everything is as weak as an ant!
The only thing in this world that could still attract his attention was the group of Buddha's disciples wrapped in Buddha's light in the farthest distance!
The chanting sounds that originally arose from the holy sacrifice between heaven and earth had already subsided when Jiye appeared, but as more people woke up, they turned into truly pious and moving prayers after witnessing the holy sacrifice...
In the mandala, they knelt down toward the figure enveloped in brilliant light high up on the holy mountain.
Everything related to the temple and the Dharma Kings was forgotten by them at this moment.
Believing in the temple and submitting to the Dharma King is nothing more than reverence and faith in authority; believing in the Holy Son and taking refuge in the True Buddha is the true offering and true faith!
Good or evil, like or fear...
All the emotions come from the bottom of the heart and are transmitted to the dark red formation above the head.
After countless ordinary believers in the Snow Region awakened, the light of the Holy Sacrifice Formation had begun to dim, as if it was about to disappear between heaven and earth. However, when new prayers and chants sounded, it lit up again.
The direction of rotation suddenly changed.
The originally obscure and gloomy dark red gradually faded, and was replaced by a layer of gentle and light golden light.
The endless golden light carrying power that originally poured down from the formation also became sparse and eventually disappeared.
A new golden line descended from the sky.
It was like a conscious spiritual light, or a silk ribbon falling from the clouds, floating in the air, and as if with telepathy, it probed into the group of Buddha's light above the ruins of the holy lake.
The feeling at this moment suddenly became extremely mysterious.
There was no longer the slightest bit of the eerie feeling that existed when the Holy Sacrifice Formation was connected to the Treasure Seal Dharma King. The entire formation and the entire world were plunged into a strange peace and tranquility.
That line of golden light looks like an umbilical cord...
Then, it became grand and majestic.
The golden light, like a waterfall from the sky, rushed down again, injecting into the brilliance that enveloped Jiye and Galan at a faster and more violent speed.
A reverent and inclusive gesture.
The heaven and the earth, as well as the countless mortals who grow up between heaven and earth and are troubled by joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, seem to have become a nurturing mother through this formation.
The ball of light that can no longer be seen clearly is the place where it was conceived.
The twin lotus flowers merged into one. The soft and hard bodies overlapped; the gentle and elegant curves were outlined into one line; the beautiful and distant eyebrows overlapped into one face...
No longer him, no longer her.
But He.
One originates from this mundane world and yet transcends this mundane world; the other originates from good and evil, true and false and yet transcends this world of good and evil!
He gently closed his eyes, allowing the hot spring water-like power in the holy sacrifice formation to envelop him, but at this moment his long arms wrapped around his curled up body, just like a baby curled up in the mother's womb, and then stretched out with the gradually filled power.
He is growing.
At a speed visible to everyone.
Until those immature limbs become strong and powerful, until those tender outlines become sharp and angular...
This is the clearest and most blurry body in the world.
This is also the most beautiful and ugliest face in the world.
Because He comes from the deepest part of everyone's heart, He is the most desired and feared existence in the heart of every mortal who cannot escape the worldly world, and He is also the cleanest and most impure existence in the heart of every living being struggling in the sea of suffering!
Even the Dharma King Baoyin, who claimed to have already left the ranks of ordinary cultivators and touched the unattainable door to the Shangxu Immortal Realm, could not completely block the strange yearning and fear that surged from the deepest part of his heart at this moment...
Beautiful, or ugly.
Good, or evil.
There is no truly good person in the world, nor is there a truly evil person. Good and evil are constantly fighting in a person's long or short life, which determines the most certain trajectory of a person's life...
The formation in the sky changed, but the formation in the temple was still operating quietly, still injecting the eternal and ferocious power from a mysterious space into the body of King Baoyin. His cracked skin had been completely eroded by the black energy that seemed to be real, forming one strange and ancient black pattern after another.
"Buddha's son, Buddha's son!"
His pupils without light stared at Jiye in the Buddha's light, and a hoarse roar mixed with strong hatred came from his throat which had been deformed by the squeezing of his flesh and blood meridians. At this moment, he actually raised his palm high and was about to grab the Buddha's light across the vast void!
Jianchou and Qu Zhengfeng had both seen the changes in Dharma King Baoyin, in the Silver Tower of Tomorrow's Starry Sea in the past, and in Liang Tingyu who was fighting with Jianchou on the Night Boat!
This is clearly the power of the ancient god Shao Ji!
As soon as the hand that was stained with his own blood was stretched out, it carried with it endless swirling black air and transformed into a huge claw. Like a ferocious beast, it pounced towards Jiye, who had not yet opened his eyes, above the ruins at the bottom of the holy lake!
"Get started!"
Qu Zhengfeng's voice did not show any hesitation!
Definitely!
As the words came out, the sea sword in his hand suddenly flipped up, and in an instant, it condensed into a thousand-foot sea light again, but because of the long-term accumulation of strength during the silence just now, it contained a deeper and more violent power!
“Swish!”
It fell from the sky like a dark blue waterfall, like a sword splitting the entire ocean! The dark blue sword light was like a collapsed high wall, pouring down towards the giant claw!
Another sword light rose up from the side almost at the same time!
Not slower than him at all!
Jianchou's full attention was never diverted from the Dharma King Baoyin. Long before Qu Zhengfeng reminded her, her Burning Lamp Sword had transformed into thousands of brilliant lights, and with a color and posture completely different from that of the Sea Light Sword, it slashed out a streak of sword light and went straight for the Baoyin!
The sword lights shine side by side!
Haiguang and Randeng go hand in hand!
The two men holding swords, one is a current disciple of Yashan, and the other is a former disciple of Yashan. There had been some unexplainable rifts between them, but their response at this moment showed an amazing tacit understanding.
However, they each knew very well—
This is not because they really have some tacit understanding, but because the ideas and responses of strong people at the same level tend to be consistent.
in this way.
That's it.
The true power of the Holy Son Jiye is awakening. Since he is feared by the Dharma King Baoyin who has already drawn the power of the gods into his body, he must be able to pose a threat to him.
He stands on top of the snowy region and was born in the cycle of reincarnation.
As long as they can delay the Treasure Seal Dharma King for a moment, without even having to use all their strength to severely injure him, they can usher in a real turning point in this battle!
"boom!"
The three mighty ones attacked with all their might, and they collided with each other in an instant, causing a circle of terrifying space fluctuations, completely razing all the buildings on the holy mountain to the ground!
The sword light and the sword light disappeared.
The huge and menacing black claw was also blasted into scattered dust!
Dharma King Baoyin never imagined that there would be such a short-sighted cultivator in this world who would dare to attack him!
He became angry and humiliated when his attack failed.
On that gloomy and cold face, there were a pair of eyes that were dark and lifeless, and looked extremely strange and weird, as if the eyeballs of a clay puppet were embedded in a body of flesh and blood!
"Yashan, hey, Yashan!"
He easily recognized the origins of the two men. He recited a word while staring at Qu Zhengfeng, and recited another word while staring at Jianchou. Then he laughed wildly towards the sky.
"Eleven generations have passed, and a family of cowards finally dares to come and seek revenge? Hahahaha..."
Jianchou frowned suddenly.
Qu Zhengfeng's originally calm face suddenly turned cold when he heard this sentence, and the hand holding the Sea Light Sword loosened and clenched again.
In the end, he actually laughed!
At this moment, under the magnificent formation, the dark blue and warm shadow of the Sea Light Sword in his clenched palm suddenly disappeared.
An extremely sharp aura was rising wildly from him!
The outline of a brand new sword was once again condensed in his palm!
It was the Yashan sword that followed him when he rebelled against Yashan!
Although the giant sword has shrunk in size, its outline and sharpness remain.
The simple and ancient sword body gathers the aura of the entire Yashan mountain range. It is thick and vicissitudes of life. It is the most mighty righteous energy between heaven and earth that has been nurtured since ancient times in the passage of time!
He just raised the sword flatly, and his tall body showed the courage to stand tall and proud!
Facing the precious seal and standing on this majestic holy mountain, he seemed like another mountain that was more majestic and heavier than this holy mountain!
That is the mountain in his heart and the sword in his heart!
When these words came out of his mouth, they also revealed the hatred and murderous intent that had been buried deep in his chest for eleven decades. However, when they floated across the vast universe, they were tinged with a bit of heroic contempt for gods and Buddhas.
"Blood debt, you must pay with blood!"
coward
If all my disciples in Yashan are cowards, then who in this vast world dares to call himself a "husband"!
But no need to argue!
The last thing needed is argument.
He just laughed loudly and moved forward with his sword!
The Yashan sword in his hand grew stronger in the wind, and it actually chopped out another famous mountain in the Nineteen Continents on this holy mountain in the snowy region—
Infinite and majestic silhouette!