The sinister old man stood frozen in the void.
He broke a pair of arms, which was not a serious injury for a Martial Emperor level expert.
But his face was frozen in the void, and he looked down blankly. He saw the fist-sized dents on his body, which were densely packed. A feeling of sadness, anger and despair rose in his eyes, and he roared: "You... are so despicable, you suppressed your strength. ?”
Ding Hao just sneered and said nothing.
Too lazy to say anything more to him.
During the first fist fight before, Ding Hao had already thoroughly tested the strength of the old man Yin Prey and confirmed that he did not hide his realm, so Ding Hao eliminated the plan of using the rusty sword or the supreme power in the magic knife.
However, in order to prevent the aftermath of the battle from destroying Wenjian Mountain or injuring others, Ding Hao suppressed his own physical power, making the old man mistakenly believe that his strength was almost the same as his. Then when he was unprepared, he suddenly used all his strength. Explode, attack suddenly, and succeed with one blow.
At this time, all the vitality in the old man's body was destroyed by the terrifying fist power.
He no longer had the slightest strength to resist.
If you want to destroy Wenjian Mountain or desperately massacre Wenjian Sect disciples, you can't do it at all.
One miscalculated move and everything is lost.
"Haha, hahahaha... Well, it turns out that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and I underestimated the enemy." The old man Yin Prey laughed loudly, "But, little guy, don't be complacent. The Sky-Splitting Sword Sect is not something you can resist with your current strength. , don’t ignore the foundation of a super sect, haha!”
The laughter fell.
Bang bang bang bang!
The terrifying fist power finally broke out, and streaks of plasma burst out from the body of the old man Yin Zhi. In just a moment, this sword cultivator at the level of the Martial Emperor completely exploded into a cloud of blood mist!
There was a cheer on Wenjian Mountain.
Ding Hao slowly landed on the ground, and countless people rushed over from all sides and surrounded him frantically.
The overall situation is already.
"Seize the time to repair the sect and treat the injured," Ding Hao raised his head and glanced at Han Yangjian, who was nailed to the stone wall in the distance, and said, "Put him in the blood prison. When Li Lan comes back, he will take action."
Speaking of this, Ding Hao suddenly felt a little disappointed.
He looked up at the higher steps of Wenjian Mountain.
"Now, it's time to meet Tang Folei!"
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The thoughtless sect.
As the only Buddhist sect among the nine major sects in Selangor, this sect is somewhat aloof from the world, and its number of people is not very large, but its strength cannot be underestimated, and it is also supported by the Great Leiyin Temple, the holy land of Buddhism and Taoism in the Western Desert. No one dares to underestimate him.
Initially, they formed an alliance with Wenjian Sect, and when the demons attacked Wenjian Mountain, Wu Nian Sect also sent help.
Unfortunately, they were blocked by a mysterious force halfway through. By the time they broke through, the war was over and Wenjian Sect had been destroyed. It was of no use and they could only return to the sect temporarily.
The Wu Nian Sect is located on the top of a snow-capped mountain in Selangor that is frozen all year round, isolated from the world.
The Snowy Mountains are surrounded by a prairie that alternates between summer and winter. There are about millions of herdsmen living there. They are protected by the Wu Nian sect, which can be regarded as peaceful. Looking at the snow mountains from the grassland, white ice stands towering into the sky. Wu Nian The temple of the sect is built on the ice peak of the clouds.
A few days ago, a vision occurred.
All the herdsmen saw that the Buddha's light was shining all over the top of the Snowy Mountains, and the golden light covered the sky. Sanskrit chants were chanted, and the holy light was layered, just like the Buddha's true body coming, showing various miracles, and the golden light spread everywhere it passed. , the grass and trees are lush, the cattle and sheep are strong, and many herdsmen's hidden diseases and injuries disappear in an instant...
Such strange signs appear every morning.
The devout Buddhist herdsmen knelt down to worship and pray.
Faith becomes more pious.
Wu Nian Yunxiao Ice Peak, the largest main peak of Wu Nian Sect.
The top brass of the Wu Nian Sect appeared in front of the Mahavira Palace, with incense candles lingering and sandalwood incense blooming.
There is a refreshing fragrance floating in the air.
The eyes of the others fell on the two people.
One of them is about twenty years old. He is a young monk wearing cassocks, with a face as beautiful as jade, and extremely handsome. His skin is particularly white, like a mutton-fat jade sculpture, glowing with a faint silver light, and his bald head is also extremely handsome. She is fair-skinned, with six scarlet scars on her head, and a faint golden halo flickering behind her head, with a soft and powerful aura surging all over her body.
It can be seen that he is an extremely handsome young man. Even with a shaved head, he still can't hide the elegant demeanor between his eyebrows. His temperament is out of this world. He is simply not like a mortal figure. If he returns to secular life, I'm afraid he will definitely be A peerless handsome man who has made countless girls pregnant.
It was a bit strange for such an extremely handsome young monk to suddenly appear in a sect like Wu Nian Sect, which was composed entirely of female nuns.
But many high-level officials of Wu Nian Sect, including him, looked at him with reverence.
The young monk placed one hand on a figure in front of him, with golden Sanskrit inscriptions dancing around his arm, as if he was healing his injuries.
After a while, the handsome monk retracted his palm and stood up slowly.
"Excuse me, Holy One, is this benefactor okay?" He took a step forward and saluted.
The young monk stood with one hand in front of his chest and said with a smile: "Amitabha, there is nothing serious. It's just that he was haunted by inner demons and experienced a rather special illusion, which further aroused the inner demons in his body. I temporarily suppressed his inner demons. Demon, but the person who tied the bell must untie it. If he wants to fully recover, he still needs to defeat the inner demon himself, but the poor monk is powerless!"
He nodded and said: "This is best, thanks to the saint."
The young monk smiled and said: "The poor monk's dharma name is Jinchanzi. Gods and nuns, please just call the poor monk his dharma name. I don't deserve the word saint!"
Said: "Venerable Jin Chan came from the Daleiyin Temple in the Western Desert. He has profound attainments in Buddhism. He lectures every morning, and the Buddha's light shines everywhere. The poor nun and other disciples have benefited a lot. The word "sage" is worthy of his name. Return."
Jin Chanzi was humble again and again, and then he called him by his first name.
"I see that this boy has a strange destiny, with chaos of yin and yang. He is bound by great opportunities. He is also closely related to my Buddhism. I wonder where he comes from?" Jin Chanzi pointed at the figure who was healing before and asked curiously. .
"His name is Li Lan, and he is the only son of Li Jianyi, the head of Xuezhou Wenjian Sect." He chanted a Buddhist name and sighed: "Yesterday, some herdsmen found him unconscious in the wilderness at the foot of the mountain. A disciple of the sect happened to come down the mountain. I just happened to recognize his identity, so I brought him up the mountain. Now that the Wenjian Sect has been destroyed, and it is said that Li Jianyi has also fallen, this child can be regarded as the last root of the Wenjian Sect!"
"Amitabha." Jin Chanzi shook his head and sighed.
"I previously reported to the Great Leiyin Temple that the person who planted the two Buddhist verses in Qingcheng and Miaoyin's bodies was named Ding Hao. He was also a disciple of the Wenjian Sect, and he and Li Lan were very close brothers. Perhaps because of this, Li Lan is the only one who has troubled Buddhist karma, but it's a pity that Qingcheng and Miaoyin haven't returned from it yet, so they have to wait for Venerable Jin Chan."
Brief introduction.
"That's it." Jin Chanzi nodded, thoughtfully.
"Today's opening lecture has ended. What is the next step for Venerable Jin Chan? Are you going to stay here temporarily and wait for Miaoyin and Qingcheng to return, or..." I couldn't tell what the young monk was thinking for a while. After all, he was Although she is a very young attained monk from the Great Leiyin Temple, she does not dare to neglect her. In the Endless Continent, all monks related to the Great Leiyin Temple are of extremely high status.
"Why don't you go to Ask the Sword Sect!" Jin Chanzi said with a slight smile.
"Ah?" Wu Nian Shenni was stunned, "But the Wenjian Sect has now..."
"It doesn't matter, all the saints and Buddhas in Daleiyin Temple heard these two Buddhist verses, and they all admired them. It is impossible for ordinary people to do it. Ding Hao gave my Buddhist disciples such two Buddhist verses with the most profound Buddha nature, which is equivalent to It's a good relationship. Since the Asking Sword Sect is in trouble, I might as well lend a helping hand to them in exchange for a favor. So what, if I act recklessly and create a rift within the human race, I should also be punished. "
Jin Chanzi smiled lightly.
He spoke in a loud tone, not taking it seriously at all, as if this super sword cultivator sect in the Northern Sword State was not worth mentioning in his eyes.
The others were not surprised at all.
Daleiyin Temple's status in the Western Desert is equivalent to that in the Northern Territory, and it has the capital to be proud.
If it weren't for those two amazing Buddhist verses this time, Daleiyin Temple would not have sent people to such a weak branch as the Wu Nian Sect. By just counting, this was the first time in the past five hundred years that This time, an eminent monk from Daleiyin Temple came to Daowu Nian Sect.
"That's fine." He nodded, glanced at Li Lan, who was still in a strange state, and said, "In that case, you might as well take Li Lan with you."
Jin Chanzi nodded and was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed.
"What a tyrannical power, the strange power of the sword..." He stood on the frozen top of the clouds, his eyes seemed to have two golden rays piercing the void, and he sighed for a while: "I didn't expect that Xuezhou could actually... Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, someone who has mastered such pure sword power should not be underestimated. Given time, he will definitely be a master who shocks the world!"
Following Jin Chanzi's gaze, his heart couldn't help but move.
That direction is exactly where the Wenjian Sect is.
Someone who can attract the attention of Venerable Jin Chan must be a great person. Since it is the sword intention, then... could it be Ding Hao? He knew in his heart that Ding Hao had indeed mastered the rudimentary form of sword intent at the sect's product review conference.
Could it be that Ding Hao returned to the sect