The light scattered, the cloud disappeared, and the sword returned to its sheath.
The second brother stood in place, his expression indifferent.
Bleeding from the corners of his mouth, he withdrew two steps.
The light of the Buddha statue above his head dimmed.
The sword move Qing Lian had just displayed had already crossed the boundless realm.
Above no rules, it is extraordinary.
What is extraordinary
Naturally, it surpasses mortals and can compete with heaven.
What a cultivator wants in his life is to get rid of the mortal womb of the flesh and go with heaven.
In the doctrine of the temple, transcendence is already the limit of practice, because after all, human beings can only run parallel to the sky, not beyond.
The same concept also exists in Buddhism. They believe that the highest state of practitioners is like the Buddha, coexisting with the sky.
But there is such a place in the world that transcendence is not the limit of practitioners, and there is a realm above transcendence.
That kind of realm is called Tianren.
Not coexist with the sky, but merge with the sky.
This place is called Shuyuan.
And this state is not fabricated by the academy, but a real existence.
Because the Master has already reached such a state.
But looking at the entire Great Wilderness, only the Master can reach such a realm. No one else can cross the transcendent realm. The reason is very simple. These people are limited by their beliefs.
Faith is their cage, trapping them in a transcendent state forever.
Now, Qing Lian has also reached the transcendent, with his understanding, with his pride, it is not impossible to take the last step.
Blossoming sighed slowly, calming the mixed thoughts in his heart.
There was a slight deviation in Qinglian's judgment, which caused her fatal blow to fail to achieve the desired result.
Now, it's time to adjust the state.
From the beginning to now, it has been blooming and attacking. Now, it is Qinglian's turn to make a move.
For people of their level, blindly attacking is not a good strategy, and sometimes stopping and waiting for others to attack is not a way to defeat the enemy.
The reason is also very simple, only when defending, can the enemy's routine be figured out to the greatest extent.
The previous fights planted a lot of doubts in the blossoming heart, and the doubts of attacking will only accumulate more and more, so it is time to slow down and take a look at Qinglian's offensive routine.
The blossom put his hands together, bowed slightly, and said in a compassionate tone: "Brother Qinglian, please enlighten me."
The second senior raised his left hand, his thumb clasped his ring finger, his palm facing him, and then his wrist was turned to the right, and his fingers pushed forward.
The sword floating beside him hummed and stabbed out.
Without those fancy tricks, it's just such an ordinary stab.
In the eyes of others, the speed at which this sword stabs forward is not fast, or even a bit slow.
But in the eyes of the open hip, the speed of this sword has reached the extreme.
What it crosses is not the distance between two people, but a whole section of space!
Jian Qi directly shattered the space.
Wherever I went, it was messy and broken.
A drop of sweat burst out of the blooming forehead.
He slowly took a breath, and his hands pressed closer together.
At the same time, his arm was trembling slightly.
The space is shattered, which means that he has nowhere to hide, but can only catch the sword head-on.
The Buddha statue on the top of the head also changed accordingly. The petals of the lotus base floated up and down, and then fell into the palm of the Buddha statue, condensing into a small white lotus.
The lotus is still spinning slowly, closing for a while and blooming for a while.
After so many rounds, a relic was born in the stamen of the lotus flower.
The corners of the blooming mouth were bleeding again, and the expression was extremely painful.
The back of the temple.
Seeing this scene, Yue Jingyu couldn't help but get out of the car and walked forward a few steps.
"interesting."
This sound was interesting, not only about Qinglian's sword, but also about the Buddha blossoming above his head.
One flower and one world, one leaf and one bodhi. Blossom wanted to use the world to defeat Qinglian, but found that Qinglian had already crossed over
Wuji has entered the transcendence.
Transcendence is parallel to the world, and the strategy of blooming naturally fails.
Next, the sword that bloomed and faced Qinglian actually condensed the world into a relic.
This monk has some wisdom.
Regrettably, he had too little understanding of the Buddhist religious doctrines. If combined with the super-high Dharma, he could completely defeat Qinglian.
I can only say that I was too anxious.
As for Qinglian's sword, there is no need to go into too much detail.
Because he never disappoints.
The sword intent that smashed the space, even if it was Xin Zhige or Ye Xin at the beginning, would have reached such an extent.
After this battle, if Qinglian is still alive, the name of the Great Desolate Sword Saint will definitely fall on his head.
The next step is to see whether it is Qinglian's sword intent, or the Buddha's relic, which is saving sentient beings.
There can be no third result.
One thought is born and one thought is dead.
The relic floated out of the palm of the Buddha statue, hovering about one foot in front of the blossoming body, flush with his eyebrows.
The sword also arrived as scheduled.
The tip of the sword touched the relic lightly, and then everything fell into silence.
The needle falling quietly throughout the canyon can be heard, and most people's eyes converge on one point.
Whether the sword breaks the relic, or the relic melts the sword's intent to surrender.
But there are always people who have not limited their gaze to this place.
They see more far-reaching and more thorough.
"Is that so?" Yue Jingyu murmured: "I still underestimated this monk after all."
The big brother raised his brows lightly, "Zhongling Temple still has a bit of foundation after all."
Chu Weili: "At last I'm not too stupid, but I still know how to work."
The high priest of Guangming shook his head: "In this way, even if he wins, he loses his integrity."
The words of these people are all aimed at blossoming.
Because they saw that the real killer move for flowering was not in that relic.
In order to make Qinglian fooled, he paid a great price.
But judging from the current situation, such a move is obviously worthwhile.
It's just that the means were done somehow after all, and that's why the high priest of light would be disdainful of the behavior.
But in the eyes of other masters, the so-called bright and aboveboard are not so important. What they want to see is a wonderful matchup.
The hands that blossomed and stuck together suddenly formed a Buddha seal.
At the same time, the Buddha statue on the head also got a Buddha seal.
The lips of the Buddha statue buzzed, and a deafening Buddhist scripture was released from the mouth.
"coax!"
The relic burst instantly, forming a "domain".
Qing Lian's sword was immediately swallowed by the domain.
The blooming eyes were wide open, and he took a step forward, but there was a grotesque smile on the corner of his mouth, his left hand was in the shape of a flower, his arm was lightly raised, and his fingers popped out.
"Kassapa twists the flower finger!"
This is the real ultimate move for flowering.
The real lotus flower, the real world, is not released by the Buddha, but by the blossoming person.
A petal flew to the second brother.
A world smashed into the second brother.
Where the petals fly over, all things reincarnate.
A small grass burrowed out of the muddy soil, trembling slightly in the sun.
Soon, the grass grew wildly, but in an instant it spread to several meters, and the white wild flowers bloomed in the grass, which was really beautiful.
But such a prosperous scene lasted for a short time. After a few breaths, the flowers decayed and the green grass withered, and everything returned to the beginning.
The earth was still muddy, the blackened blood filled the potholes on the earth, and the bloody breath rose with the wind and drifted towards the surroundings.
The petals were still floating forward, and the jet-black blood "jumped" from the potholes and stuck to the petals like ink drops, quickly dyeing the tails of the petals black.
The front end of the petals is white, the end is black, black and white are distinct, and a gray dividing line appears in the middle, like a moat, splitting the world of petals.
One side is bright, the other side is dark.
The world is complex, and light and darkness coexist.
The ultimate light is the ultimate darkness.
The gray gully splits light and darkness.
This is the means of flowering.
The second brother still didn't move.
The long sword he released was dragged by the relic, and facing the flying petals, it seemed that there was no defensive means.
Because the sword light on his body was all concentrated on that long sword.
Yue Chen was so nervous that he subconsciously grabbed the corner of the third brother's clothes, "Second brother will not lose, right."
Brother San was playing with a black chess piece, frowning slightly, "It's hard to say."
In the third brother, did not get the answer he wanted, Yue Chen turned his gaze to the fourth sister again, "Senior sister, what do you think?"
Tu Wanyue didn't mean to answer Yue Chen's question at all. Her gaze was always fixed on Qinglian, and the slightly raised veins on the back of her hand exposed Tu Wanyue's true mood at the moment.
She was more nervous than Yue Chen.
Yue Chen glanced at the big brother again, but opened his mouth this time, after all he could not ask the previous question again.
Temple side.
Yue Jingyu returned to the car and sat down cross-legged.
The brother next to the car asked, "Brother, do you think Qinglian is about to lose?"
"No." Yue Jingyu shook his head.
"Then you think he will win?" Junior brother asked again.
"No." Yue Jingyu said.
The younger brother just doesn't understand.
Yue Jingyu said: "Look carefully, this battle has inspired you tremendously. If you can understand some key points from it, the breakthrough is only a matter of time."
"Junior Brother is dull, and I also ask Senior Brother to answer questions." The younger brother bit his head and continued to ask questions.
Yue Jingyu smiled faintly, and said: "If you break the world cage, Qinglian can reach the level I want. If it can't, he won't necessarily lose, but the academy is hard to say."
"There is also Mr. Da." Junior brother said.
"Tian Tian." Yue Jingyu said: "He is also a strong man, but Liu Jianbai is not that easy to kill. Everyone looks down on Liu Jianbai, but he doesn't know that he is a painting sage whose strength is far stronger than everyone thought. The picture of Nine Dragons pulling the coffin is a rare treasure in the world. Liu Jianbai has been enlightened for decades and cannot be killed so easily. Tian Tian... should not have the power to fight."
The younger brother said: "But before, Mr. Da also broke the Buddhist scriptures of the Buddhist monks."
"It's just the end of the crossbow." Yue Jingyu said.
The younger brother bowed slightly, not asking questions.
Yue Jingyu looked forward and said silently in his heart: "Qinglian, what else do you have? Take it out and let me see."
On the other side, Chu Weiyu's expression slowly relaxed.
Although she also firmly believes that the second brother will not fail so easily, the situation has developed to such a degree, it is too difficult to make a comeback.
The best result is to lose both.
But with such a high price for Blossom, it is certainly not easy to accept the scene of losing-lose.
Even if he died, he would drag Mr. 2 to the funeral together.
What's more, that petal contains the dual world of light and darkness, and it is the origin of the entire great wilderness. Even if the Master comes to the world, Yue Jingyu will do it himself, it may not be able to resolve it.
It is true that Mr. Two has already demonstrated the strength of the Transcendent Realm, but Transcendent is only parallel to the world, and cannot be above the world.
How will he resolve it
Even ordinary people who don't understand the mystery of this war still have such thoughts in their hearts at this moment.
Qinglian, how should I resolve it
The second elder brother remained motionless, waiting for the moment when the petal deceived him, a sword suddenly shot out from behind him, directly nailing the petal into the air.
He spit out bleeding, staggered back, almost fell.
"This is impossible!"
Hua Hua didn't pay attention to the blood on his lips, yelling like a madman.
The second senior brother stretched out his hand and took off the long sword, and said lightly: "It's not impossible, you have lost."
(End of this chapter)