However, I still can't believe it. How can I figure out what I said
The old master's eyes did not stay on me, but looked towards Uncle Hui, then looked at Yang Sheng, and then said: "People in the second line of fortune divination are using some divination secrets." Sometimes even they themselves don't know what they can calculate when using magic... Maybe it's a key object, or a key sentence... And the closer you get to the person being divined, the more you feel that person's The stronger the aura, the more accurate the calculations will be... This is the reason why many people who use the second pulse of fortune-telling need to be on site when making calculations, especially when making accurate calculations... Calculate your In a word, it is nothing to some real masters.”
After saying this, the old leader said nothing more.
But I remembered that when Chen Chengyi and his master were escaping... it seemed that their whereabouts were constantly being tracked, the conversations of that team, and that mysterious figure who was under the Holy Ancestor and above the Holy King.
"Do you know who he is?" My voice was a little low. This enemy I had never met before was like a sharp thorn in my heart, more terrifying than the enemy on the surface.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance at the location of Yang Sheng not far away... The black, torrent-like cavalry, the long horizon... The white masks, each one looks like the man hiding in the dark. A mysterious figure with a sinister smile.
"He is the most mysterious existence, and I don't know..." The old master's long white hair was blown by the wind, and his voice was calm and vicissitudes of life... Wherever he looked, Uncle Hui stood tall and tall. He raised one hand and clenched his fist... as if he was taking an oath.
"It's about to begin..." The old leader said this softly with an indescribable compassion in his voice.
Correspondingly, Uncle Hui's arm clenching his fist suddenly fell heavily... Compared to the old leader's gentle words, his arm fell so heavily... as if with a trace of emptiness. The voice is decisive and firm.
"Ah." The nearly 100-strong team of monks and the mysterious body cultivator among the cultivators suddenly roared to the sky together as if they were taking an oath.
Like Mingzhi, they all pulled off their upper body clothes... exposed muscles, fluttering robes on the lower body... Uncle Hui's voice was calm: "The first one is our... Formation for Heaven's Punishment Buy time and never retreat."
When he said the last sentence of never retreating... Uncle Hui's voice suddenly became louder, with an indescribable richness and deepness... like a war drum beating on a person...
"Never retreat..." Everyone roared together... Above them, the falling snowflakes seemed to be impressed by the momentum... they scattered away one after another, not daring to fall...
"Master..." At this time, Hui Gen'er walked over.
Uncle Hui looked at Hui Gen'er, his eyes full of love... and then said to him: "Go, go to the person you should go to... This battle is Master's battle."
Tears fell silently from Hui Gen'er's eyes... But as if she matured in an instant, Hui Gen'er glanced at Uncle Hui, then turned around and walked towards me...
This is? I feel like only a few people here know the real arrangements for this battle. Uncle Hui and Hui Gen'er are one of them... but I don't know.
Hui Gen'er walked towards me step by step in the wind and snow... The expression on her face changed from sadness to calmness, from calmness to determination... looking at me, it was like looking at the final road. ..
"He will be the one who accompanies you all the way to fight, and is destined to stand by your side." The old leader's voice was also extremely calm... No one has explained anything to me, and there is no need to explain anything until now... Just like I will not ask who the mysterious man in white robes is standing next to me.
My heart has turned into this battlefield... All I need to know is, what should I do then
Hui Gen'er came to my side, almost subconsciously, I opened my arms... and hugged him.
"Brother, I will accompany you to the last road..." At this time, Hui Gen'er seemed to be mature and not like him anymore, without sadness and fateful determination.
"Yes, I won't give up until I can't go any further." My fist hit Hui Gen'er hard on the back a few times, and a dull memory came from my chest... It conveyed only confidence.
In the falling snow all over the sky, I couldn't tell whether I was Tao Tongzi or Chen Chengyi...
'Swipe' 'swipe' 'swipe'... The sound of neat footsteps echoed throughout this battlefield, not far away... Uncle Hui's white beard was flying, walking at the front... Behind him, there were a group of The men who were topless like him... Their bodies were hot, because as soon as the falling snowflakes fell on their muscles, they turned into water... And after a while, the water turned into steam... . Everyone is steaming with heat, as if they are walking in heavy fog...
"Woooo..." a low voice sounded... The monk who was standing in the same position as Uncle Hui before, burning incense and chanting sutras, did not go forward... He sat in front of the Buddha statue of the angry-eyed Vajra, and said The weird sound was like the prelude to a mysterious ceremony... and then began to recite a strange sound that seemed like a scripture, but not like a scripture.
Under the chanting, the angry-eyed Vajra seems to slowly begin to emit light that perhaps we are not aware of... It seems to be alive.
Grandma Ling Qing walked over with the witchcraft people... Silently, behind her... nearly twenty people stood up, their skin was a little dry... Mysterious totems were painted on their faces. Wen, and then they all stood next to the monk... and began to walk and jump like a dance... and various weird sounds came from their throats.
"When it comes to mind power... only the witch lineage is the most outstanding... This is also the first time I have seen the Buddhists and Tibetan Buddhists in China... plus the witch lineage, working together... This is simply a grand event. If you can see it in this life, you will have no regrets even if you die..." When the old leader said this, he suddenly laughed loudly...
Or, I don't have such a thorough understanding of life and death as the old master... I can't be as free and unrestrained as him, looking at the backs of those who are walking towards Yang Sheng step by step with the sound of chanting... I actually had the urge to cry... but in the end it just turned into a sigh in my throat...
'Swish, swish, swish', the footsteps began to get faster and faster... Along with it, the sound of chanting became more and more hurried... Master Chen had a smile on his face, as if It was written with infinite compassion... Suddenly he stood up...
His posture is so chic. Although he looks completely different from Brother Chengxin, at this moment... he seems to be another Brother Chengxin when he was young... I thought where did Brother Chengxin's spring-like smile come from? of? It turns out that it is still a kind of 'inheritance'.
Perhaps as time goes by... Master Chen has gradually lost this attitude, but today... he has returned to the fierce fighting days of his youth, and he was alive again at that time.
This group of doctors, with fluttering clothes... and kind expressions... walked on the battlefield as if they were strolling... They walked to the front of the Heavenly Punishment Formation... and then sat down cross-legged... Then, I saw Everyone took out a few human-shaped clay pottery from their arms and placed them in front of themselves... Then they looked calmly ahead.
I know in my heart what this is going to do... They are also prepared to sacrifice. This is another way to bear the brunt... Brother Chengxin stood behind, silently looking at his master's back, twitching the corners of his mouth, as if thinking Smile... After all, he couldn't raise the corners of his mouth, so he turned around...
The figure walking towards me looked a little lonely... a little decadent... The hair that was usually neatly combed... turned into messy bangs on the forehead, and was blown to pieces by the wind again...
He stopped beside me and finally smiled... But it was not the feeling of the spring breeze, but with a kind of bleakness... He took out a cigarette, held it in the corner of his mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath. Taking a sip, amid the smoke... He said to me: "I just watched the old man off, and now it's time to leave with you."
I silently took the cigarette from his mouth and took a deep breath... This is the first time I have touched a thing called cigarette in this world... Because Chen Chengyi was used to it before. So when the smoke entered my throat... I didn't have any rejection reaction... Instead, I felt a calm and paralyzing comfort.
Paving the way for us? Where... is that winding path leading to the temple behind you
I lightly patted Brother Chengxin on the shoulder... He smiled at me, then took the cigarette in my hand again... He leaned against the big stone and stopped talking...
The sharpest spear has been waved out... Uncle Hui is the spearhead... Yang Sheng, in the wind and snow, still stood up quietly... Suddenly, he raised his spear. Hand... Behind him, the black torrent suddenly began to become shorter... It was the person behind him who turned over and dismounted...
"How can there be no blood on the battlefield..." At this time, one person and one horse slowly walked to Yang Sheng's side... The voice was filled with a kind of indifference and silence towards the world... As if he was not from this world. people...
This voice is...Wu Tian...
I squinted my eyes and looked at Wu Tian, who was specifically using his roaring skills to convey messages and boost his momentum... Then I heard the tragic screams of countless people...
Blood flowers bloom...