Watching Huang Jingyuan die under Li Ye's sword, all the monks in Xianting were inexplicably sad and angry, and let out deafening roars. Chen Jizhen's heart ached even more, and he couldn't help spurting out another big mouthful of blood.
He widened his copper bell-like eyes, stared at Li Ye, and blushed furiously: "You mortal, an ant! How dare you kill an immortal, how dare you?! What you did today will surely anger the Immortal Court, you It is not a pity to die, but your nine clans will all be immortal... "
Unlike Huang Jingyuan's calmness at the last moment, Chen Jizhen didn't have that state of mind.
As the brave, diligent and indomitable general of the seventy-two land demons, it is impossible for him to doubt himself in front of the enemy. His position and character are doomed. Scolding endlessly.
His yelling stopped abruptly. Li Ye didn't move. Someone put him in a coffin.
When Master Feihong withdrew his hand again, Chen Jizhen had already fallen to the ground with his limbs twisted, his seven orifices were bleeding, and the shallow pit under his body was a little deeper.
So far, in response to the chaotic situation in Kyushu, the seventy-two earth demons sent by Xianting to clear the barriers of the world and stabilize the ruling order have lost their leaders.
Chen Jizhen and Huang Jingyuan died, and the remaining monks in Xianting couldn't last long. Soon, there was no living Xianting monk in the field.
Only four or five of the monster monks could stand, and there were two or three seriously injured people who could only sit against the wall. The monks in the Foyu area had almost twice the combat power of the monster monks.
As the winners who fought side by side, now that their common opponent is dead, they have no intention of relaxing or celebrating. All the monks looked strange, and the two sides stood in very different positions.
Not only are the positions clearly defined, but the monks on both sides are on guard against each other.
Not only are they on guard against each other, but they are actually murderous.
As time passed quietly, the vigilance of each other has gradually become the eyes of monks in the Buddhist realm, and the unyielding attitude of monster monks. The atmosphere became more and more tense, and everyone's heartstrings gradually tightened.
As time passes quietly, the tense heartstrings will eventually reach the extreme.
Once the string is broken, that's when they can no longer stand still.
The gazes of the monks on both sides fell on Li Ye and Master Feihong intentionally or unintentionally.
They decided when the monks on both sides would fight.
At this moment, Li Ye and Master Feihong are dividing the spoils.
Unlike the monks from the monster race and the Buddhist monks who were at war, they were squatting in front of the corpses of Chen Jizhen and Huang Jingyuan, talking like old friends.
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Li Ye took Chen Jizhen's banner and handed Huang Jingyuan's gossip plate to Master Feihong: "Although you may not think highly of this magic weapon, it's better to have than to have nothing."
Master Feihong glanced at the gossip tray, surprisingly did not refuse, and put it away quite logically.
The two stood up and looked at the monks on both sides who were waiting in full battle. The scene in front of them reminded them that no matter what tacit understanding and trust they had, what kind of cooperation they had played, and what results they had achieved, the essence of their relationship would not change in the slightest.
Master Feihong didn't drink alcohol, and he didn't tilt his head when he spoke. He caressed the jade bottle with his slender hand, and his clear voice was like a clear spring in a mountain stream, with inexplicable meaning. As far as I am concerned, this time the lower world is just a trip. There are as many things in the world as there are sands in the Ganges River. The Ganges River is turbulent, and the things in the world come and go. It is more interesting to be a person who sees the scenery than a person in a painting. "
These words seem simple, but in fact they contain a lot of information and profound meanings, which even include the three views of Master Feihong and his positioning of the meaning of his own existence. If it was an ordinary big monk, I'm afraid he wouldn't dare to answer the words easily.
But Li Ye is the one who can discuss the Dao with Master Feihong for three days and three nights, he smiled and said: "I'm a player in the game, why talk about being out of the world?"
Master Feihong paused slightly with his fingers touching the jade bottle, and fell silent.
Travel around the world, be a person who sees the scenery, believe in the horse, discover interesting people and things, and enjoy it, unrestrained, as free as the wind.
This is the practice life that countless monks dream of.
If this is also Master Feihong's pursuit, then she is destined not to get these.
She is a great Bodhisattva in the Buddhist realm of Shimen, with the same status as Manjusri and Samantabhadra. She has great cultivation and great ties.
Anyone with an identity must be imprisoned by their identity, that is where they are.
How easy is it to get rid of the shackles of identity and pursue freedom
Shimen always said that there are three thousand Buddhist kingdoms, but in fact the main body is only Tianzhu, the Western Regions and other places.
A hundred years ago, the Sasanian Dynasty invaded eastward, and Tianzhu fell into a period of division and chaos. Decades ago, the descendants of Muhammad occupied the northwest of Tianzhu, and Islamic monks officially invaded Tianzhu. Up to now, the holy Buddha of Shimen has to prepare for a decisive battle with Allah in order to maintain the position of Shimen in Tianzhu.
There is another reason why the Holy Buddha was forced to fight Allah. Over the years, taking advantage of the opportunity of Islam's invasion of Tianzhu, the once-declined Brahmins grew stronger and threatened the rule of Shimen Buddha's domain over Tianzhu from the inside.
Brahmins are the "monster clan" of Tianzhu.
The role played by Islamic monks in Tianzhu is just like the role played by Shimen monks in Tang Dynasty. The only difference is that one has succeeded and one has not yet.
In addition, in the Western Regions, the countries have been occupied by the Uighurs and the Ming religion, and it is only a matter of time before the Buddhist beliefs of the people in the Western Regions collapse.
The situation in the Buddhist domain is so critical. If we can't survive in the Tang Dynasty, once we lose Tianzhu again, how will we deal with it in the future
Under such circumstances, Master Feihong's personal pursuit of practice can only give way to the overall situation of the survival and decline of the Buddhist realm of Buddhism.
This is also the meaning of Li Ye's phrase "If you are a player in the game, how can you talk about being out of the world".
Li Ye covered his sleeves with both hands, and then sighed: "For ordinary people, if their family has a lot of money, they can walk with their hearts. But for monks, if they haven't seen the Dao, they haven't seen the realm of saints, how can they walk with their hearts. "
Master Feihong glanced at Li Ye, but said: "You are wrong."
Li Ye was startled: "Am I wrong?"
Master Feihong withdrew his gaze, and said calmly: "When you understand where you are wrong, you will go one step further in enlightenment."
Li Ye smiled: "I would like to follow the teachings of the master."
Master Feihong didn't speak.
The two fell silent.
This silence came suddenly and logically, and it lasted for a long time once it came.
After a long time, it was Master Feihong who spoke slowly. She looked at the purple-blue power grid that had reached the city wall, and said softly: "I have seen many people and things in this trip, and you are the most interesting one. If it was on weekdays, I would I would like to discuss with you for another three years."
Li Ye smiled purely: "Three years is not a long time."
A dazed look flashed in Master Feihong's eyes. For her, three years is really not long, because she has gone through many years.
What she didn't know was that for Li Ye, who was a great monk in his previous life, three years was not a long time.
At that time, he just didn't have the chance to become a fairy, but he was stuck in the realm of Yangshen Daoist, and it was actually hundreds of years. During this period, he traveled around the world, saw too many landscapes, and had too many insights.
In that turbulent and information-exploding world, hundreds of years seem like tens of thousands of years.
If not, it would be impossible for him to know many techniques, and it would be impossible for him to be so deeply involved in the Dao.
Master Feihong took a deep look at Li Ye, and took a slow breath: "When you shared the spoils just now, you didn't give me the copper piece that Huang Jingyuan carried."
Li Ye smiled and said, "There is no need to divide this. What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine."
Master Feihong nodded.
She stopped talking.
She has an extra three-foot green peak in her hand.
Li Yelu had the sword in his hand, and the sword body was lit up with a thin layer of green light, like a flame.
It is better to strike first, and he stabbed Master Feihong with a sword.
Master Feihong also struck with a sword.
When the two swords intersected, there was a crisp impact sound, and in the aura that flickered like sparks, the figures of the two merged and separated.
Once they are combined, they will be separated, and when they are separated, they will be combined.
The body is like a bird, moving back and forth, swords and shadows, life and death can be separated in an instant.
The monster monks and Buddhist monks in the field did not move at the moment. Not only did he not move, but even the tense atmosphere was gone. Because they all turned around and looked intently at Li Ye and Master Feihong who were fighting.
It was a life-and-death fight, and the outcome determined the fate of the monks on both sides.
If Master Feihong killed Li Ye, all the monks from the Yaozu would naturally die.
If Li Ye had the ability to kill Master Feihong, then these Buddhist monks could not do anything to him.
Li Ye's eyes are like iron, and Master Feihong's eyebrows are like swords.
The two fought hand in hand, they never flew over the eaves and walls, and the fight was only in the square inch of the courtyard. The sword light splashed like ink, and the sound of jingling was endless, and the sounds of barking, la, pop, and scoffing sounded from time to time, and blood lines rose and fell one after another, splashing like snow.
There were more and more wounds on the two of them, and their robes were gradually stained red, and the victory and defeat were getting closer.
The closer the outcome, the harder it is to tell.
A full moment passed, Li Ye's eyes were still like steel, and Master Feihong's eyebrows were still like swords.
But later on, the frequency of injuries on both sides not only did not increase, but decreased instead.
The monks on both sides who watched the battle had different expressions, some were serious, some were puzzled, some sighed, some were bewildered, some were angry, some were indifferent, some were in pain, and some were entangled. But no matter how they looked or how they thought, they didn't act rashly.
The outcome of life and death is only between Li Ye and Master Feihong.
The two didn't talk nonsense, they just fought.
Maybe in the next moment, one person fell down and couldn't get up again.
Finally, the deadline has come.
With a bang, a huge explosion sounded outside the city. When the monks on both sides looked back, they saw that Zilan Power Grid had already entered the city. Wherever the thunder and lightning went, continuous explosions were set off, the city walls were blown down, the houses were razed, and the trees were turned into fly ash.
The so-called thunder disaster is nothing more than that.
While the whole ruins were being destroyed and devoured inch by inch, they also shook violently, as if an earthquake had struck, which was a chain reaction caused by an explosion. The monks on both sides have already lost their standing.
In the courtyard, Li Ye and Master Feihong were still fighting.
In their previous understanding, only by killing the other party before the power grid confronted them, and making themselves the only surviving monk camp, would the blockade light curtain outside the city be opened, and they could leave here. Before this, there had never been a ruin where monks from both sides left at the same time.
Li Ye and Master Feihong must kill each other as soon as possible.
But the outcome is yet to come.
The monks on both sides stabilized their figures while staring at the two of them, both of them were extremely nervous.
The outcome will be decided soon, before Zilan Power Grid confronts them. One of them must fall. Otherwise, both of them will die.
But the situation suddenly changed.
In the center of the ruins, a huge white beam of light suddenly rose from the ground and shot straight into the sky!
There is no cloud in the secret realm, and the long sky is a whole blue curtain. At this moment, the white beam of light connects the sky and the earth, like a miracle.
Everyone looked towards the white beam of light, with expressions of shock, surprise, confusion and ecstasy that couldn't be concealed in their eyes.
In the center of the beam of light hangs a part of the battle axe, which is unprecedentedly dazzling.