"Put down the butcher knife?"
"I can let it go, what about them?"
Yin Xuege walked out of the cold light, pointed at the townspeople who were pouring out around him, and shouted sternly.
The snow clouds in the sky were blown away by the strong wind at some point, leaving only extremely long cloud belts across the sky. The seven full moons are shining brightly, and you can see the pavilions and pavilions in the full moon, you can see the sky-shattering rainbows crisscrossing the sky, and you can even see the giant statues of saints suspended on the surface of the moon, emitting circles of gorgeous halo.
The descendants of the saints on the full moon should have begun to worship their ancestors.
Nangong Nan, Lan Lan and others should be burning incense and worshiping devoutly near the statues of the saints.
Yin Xuege raised his head and glanced at the moon. He was surprised that the statues of saints on the surface of the moon could be seen on the ground. How huge must these statues be? Those descendants of the lofty saints, do they know that in the world of Yuanlu, the land of Xijiang, the Kunwu Kingdom, Weibei County of Qizhou, and Yangshui Town, a group of evil heretics are besieging and killing them
It's strange that when the full moon shines on the sky and the earth, and countless townspeople are roaring and rushing towards us, Yin Xuege is still in the mood to think about this.
Wuming clasped his hands together, spread his feet slightly, and looked at Yin Xuege with extremely serious eyes.
"If you let go, you can become a Buddha. You are an evil demon. I have the responsibility to save you."
"They are my allies. They have their own beliefs and it is not my turn to save them."
"So the one who puts down the butcher's knife must be you, and only you."
A dozen or so townspeople holding spears and having their acupoints opened had their faces distorted, and they roared and thrust their spears at Yin Xuuge.
These spears are not legal weapons, but ordinary rune weapons. However, under the control of these townspeople who successfully opened the acupuncture point, the spear spurted out a sharp cold light that was about a foot long, piercing Yin Xuege's vitals with a faint sound of piercing the air.
"I see."
Yin Xuege looked at the majestic Wuming, the prime minister, and gave a long laugh. He waved his sleeves, and the thirty-six flying knives brought up the strong wind and thunder, roaring towards Wuming.
This is the profound meaning of Buddhism understood by Wuming, and this is Wuming’s explanation of the Buddha’s classics. In this case, let's break this kid's head and let him wake up properly. The fault was not that the time, place, or people were wrong. Yin Xuege wanted to tie Wuming to a tree and beat him with a whip while explaining the true essence of Buddhism to him.
The sound of "Pfft" was heard endlessly, and a dozen townspeople who rushed to Yin Xuuge were swept up by the strong wind brought by the flying knife, and their bodies exploded like eggs. The surrounding townspeople were horrified. Dozens of townspeople who were about to charge towards us hesitated for a moment, and then their charge slowed down.
Many people looked at Wuming, at this young man who was accompanied by a prominent figure in the town and was said to be a distinguished guest in Yangshui Town.
"My Buddha is merciful, but evil spirits and heretics are like stubborn stones that cannot be easily overcome."
Wuming rolled up his sleeves very excitedly and eagerly watched the flying knives coming from all directions. His skin and muscles soon turned into a translucent color, as crystal clear as cyan glass.
Through his skin, you can see the bones and marrow in his body. His bones had mutated into a brilliant golden color, and his bone marrow was as thick as white jade paste. There was a faint scent of sandalwood wafting in the air. This was the scent of sandalwood emanating from Wuming's body.
Yin Xuege was extremely familiar with Buddhist classics. He couldn't figure out the ins and outs of the evil secret techniques used by these people in Yangshui Town. For example, Madam Mo's evil soul power was different from the divine consciousness he knew. Immortal knowledge is very different.
But what about Buddhist classics? In the Hongmeng world transformed by the Hongmeng World Tree, there is an extremely pure Buddhist lineage circulating. Yin Xuege also knows very well about the amazing secrets and magical powers of Buddhism. As soon as he saw the strange signs in Wuming's body, he knew that he had practiced two Buddhist body-building magic skills at the same time.
What made his skin and muscles look like glass was probably his original major.
What allowed him to develop golden bones and white jade marrow was obviously a slightly lighter fire. This was a Buddhist magical power that he had only re-cultivated after receiving the Buddhist inheritance from Jiejie Chanyuan. His newly cultivated Buddhist body-building magic skill has a very low intensity, but its power is extremely powerful. It has even suppressed the glazed body he originally practiced.
Between his bones and flesh, there was a faint layer of flowing golden light, with some impurities like cyan glazed threads in it. This proves that the two Buddhist magical arts are in fierce conflict, and his flesh and blood may disintegrate at any time due to this conflict.
After all, he had just received the Buddhist inheritance just a few months ago. Wuming was young and shallow in learning, and he also had problems with his understanding of the meaning of Buddhist scriptures.
Originally, Buddhist magic was the most tolerant and tolerant. Even if the two Buddhist body-building magic skills could not be practiced at the same time, it would not be possible to cause such a violent conflict. To put it another way, Wuming was greedy for the powerful power of the newly acquired body-building skills in the Buddhist inheritance, so he started practicing them recklessly, and as a result, he became a bit obsessed.
"middle!"
Yin Xuuge roared, and thirty-six flying knives fell heavily on Wuming's lustrous body according to a special frequency.
The surrounding residents of Yangshui Town screamed in horror. They all knew how powerful Yin Xuuge's flying knives were. On both sides of the streets they walked through, a large number of shops and houses were turned into ruins, which was the result of Yin Xuege's flying knives.
There were at least three to four hundred of their companions who were blown into a bloody mist by Yin Xuuge's flying knife. At this moment, when they saw Wuming actually using his body to catch Yin Xuuge's throwing knife, they were immediately frightened out of their wits - where did this distinguished guest come from? Why is your brain so broken
The sound of "clang, clang, clang, clang" was endless, and the flying knives struck Wuming one after another.
Sparks flew from Wuming's skin, and he cried out in pain. Every time a flying knife landed on him, his body shook heavily, and he took a big step back involuntarily. But his body had indeed been tempered to an extremely powerful level. Yin Xuuge's flying knife only broke through the skin and penetrated the flesh, cutting into his body two inches deep at most.
Moreover, the glazed light flowed around the nameless wound, and the rich scent of sandalwood spread. After the flying knife cut into his body, as long as the flying knife flew up again, his wound did not see a drop of blood. Instead, the wound quickly converged, and it looked like just a strip. Faint scars.
With such a magical power to protect the body, Yin Xuege couldn't help but be speechless.
It was obvious that Wuming had also benefited greatly from the pure lotus. His physical strength and body's self-healing ability had reached a level unmatched by mortals. Yin Xuuge only took a few lotus seeds. Simply speaking, the body's own recovery power was far inferior to Wuming now.
But Yin Xuege slashed with his sword, and each strike landed on a strange acupuncture point on Wuming's body. Each strike sent a strange concussive force into his body. After all thirty-six flying knives fell, waves of concussive force rumbled endlessly in Wuming's body, and his muscles and bones also vibrated.
Through the nameless translucent skin and muscles, one can see that the vibration frequencies of his muscles and bones are very different.
His muscles were like rubber, vibrating at an extremely slow frequency, and the sound they made when vibrating was deep and thick, like the roar of a big drum.
And the vibration frequency of his bones is a hundred times or even a thousand times more than that of his muscles. The bones vibrate and the bone marrow sways violently. The sound they make is like a naughty child desperately beating a jade chime, making a sharp and harsh "ding-ding-ding" sound. sound.
The layer of golden light between Wuming's muscles and bones also violently agitated. Wuming's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He looked at Yin Xuege in panic and raised his feet to retreat.
His internal organs shook. This time the vibration was not due to Yin Xuege's attack, but because his muscles and bones vibrated on their own and involved his internal organs. This uncontrollable shock caused Wuming's internal organs to suffer severe pain, causing his face to convulse.
In the "clicking" sound, Wuming's body seemed to have turned into two giants. The muscles, meridians, and blood vessels were one giant, and the bones and bone marrow were another giant. They burst out with huge power at the same time, entangled with each other, as if they were wrestling with each other.
If it was really a fight, it would be fine. This was Wuming's body. His body was divided into two parts and began to conflict and collide on their own.
Through the translucent skin, with the help of the bright lanterns and torches around him, and the light of the seven full moons, everyone could see that the muscles in Wuming's body were broken inch by inch. After all, the pure glazed body that he had cultivated so hard since childhood could not stop the Buddhist body that he had just cultivated, using the supreme physical training powers of ancient Buddhism that he had obtained from the Liberation Zen Monastery.
The muscles were broken, the skin was shattered, and a large amount of blood spurted out. Wuming was seriously injured by Yin Xuege's strange attack simply because his own strength could not be perfectly integrated.
Everyone could hear the loud cracking sound coming from Wuming's body, and could see his muscles breaking piece by piece. They could see the golden light flowing between his muscles and bones turn into countless cracked short knives, and he His body was swarming with stabs.
There was even more golden light that broke into Wuming's internal organs. After a mess, dozens of small wounds were opened in Wuming's internal organs, and blood flowed out quickly from the important organs.
Wuming fell heavily to the ground, his eyes widened in confusion, and he looked at Yin Xuege at a loss.
He couldn't understand that in the past few months, he had made some achievements in cultivating the immortal golden body of ancient Buddhism with the help of the huge medicinal power of the pure lotus. He had been transformed into an eternal golden bone. With the help of this abnormally powerful bone, he was I have fought with many tyrannical creatures in the underground world, and I have always won a great victory.
But here, in the lair of his new ally, he was actually seriously injured by the weak Yin Xuege with an equally weak attack
"You want me to put down my butcher knife? You don't have the strength!"
Yin Xuege looked at Wuming, and thirty-six flying knives flew up one after another, about to fall on Wuming's vital points.
Wuming is a remaining disciple of ancient Buddhism. In a sense, he should be Yin Xuege's natural ally.
However, the current objective situation in the Yuan Continent world made Yin Xuuge dare not accept any allies. He represents not only his own interests, but also the interests of countless living beings.
(End of chapter)