The dazzling waves erupting from the Seven Kills Monument enveloped Meng Qi, and pictures appeared before his eyes as if they were flowing water. His body and soul seemed to be in a river that would never stop flowing, with countless tributaries in the future, blurred.
All kinds of pictures in the past, his own and others', are so vast that they fill the void. How to choose really makes Meng Qi's head ache. And wherever there is a Seven Kills monument, it is because its body is equal to the remnant or aura of a powerful power above the legend, causing serious problems. Interference, unable to reach accurately
The Seven Kills Monument lasts only for a limited time. If it cannot be selected quickly, the effect will disappear soon. However, Meng Qi was not in a hurry, turning his thoughts and amplifying his consciousness:
Ning Xincheng in the 37th year of Tianle
The records of the six doors are based on the determination of the time of death and different confessions to restore the time of the murder, so it is not accurate, but it can basically specify the time, which courtyard, and which room.
Immediately, the dizzying countless pictures passed one by one, and similar scenes were connected by consciousness. On the sixth day of September in the thirty-seventh year of Tianle, what happened in the courtyard of the head of the Tiandi Sect was separated by one breath and strung together into a movie film. Such picture.
With just a glance and mental identification, Meng Qi discovered many scenes of the assassination of Lin Kang, the head of the Heaven and Earth Sect, and touched them with his hand.
As soon as he touched one of the waves, Meng Qi felt that his body became lighter and the pressure around him disappeared, as if he had jumped from the depths of the sea into the air.
Immediately afterwards, his soul was dizzy, his body was shaking, and he felt that time and space were chaotic and abnormal. If it were not wrapped by the power of the Seven Kills Monument, he would immediately be torn into pieces, forever lost in the gap of time, desolate and dead.
In Ningxin City, the moon was dark, the wind was high, and the autumn was chilling. Lin Kang, the head of the Heaven and Earth Sect, finished handling the affairs and returned to his room.
His hair was jet black, his breathing was long, and he didn't look at all like he was over forty. He was full of energy. Ghosts and gods are difficult to approach. He is a rare local master of seven orifices, but his methods are ruthless and ambitious. For the sake of his own status and strength, he has killed countless people and made many enemies.
light up the candle. Lin Kang randomly picked lanterns and tried to make the room brighter.
And on the rafters. There was a figure lying quietly, almost not breathing, watching Lin Kang enter the door, watching him light candles, watching him light up the lamp.
Crackling, the wick of the lamp made a crisp sound, the candlelight burst slightly, and the light swelled, illuminating Lin Kang's face with a hint of brilliance.
Just when his mind was subconsciously attracted to the light. The killer above the rafters takes action
It was as fast as thunder and the sword was silent. As soon as Lin Kang noticed it, he felt a stinging pain in the back of his head, his vision went dark, he fell forward and threw himself on the table.
Just don't take action. Kill with one move, this is the style of Burenlou assassin
Even if there is a gap in strength, as long as you grasp the right time, place and people, you can still kill the strong with the weak.
In just one breath, Lin Kang, the head of the Heaven and Earth Sect, was assassinated without any resistance.
The killer was neither tall nor short. Neither strong nor thin, he ignored everyone and did not check whether Lin Kang was really dead. He ran towards the window without even looking at him. He seemed very confident in his assassination.
The wind blew and the windows opened silently. The killer's pupils suddenly shrank and his steps subconsciously slowed down because there was a man in blue shirt standing by the window.
He had handsome features, a calm temperament, and deep eyes. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at himself through the open window, as if he had finished admiring the entire assassination process without any awareness of it.
Great master, real great master
The killer is extremely talented and has a calm mind. If he makes a mistake in his steps, he will rush to the other side.
At this moment, he saw the man in green shirt raising his right hand, with long and powerful fingers, and the surrounding area became dim. He threw it involuntarily, without any resistance at all.
His right hand was white and fell on his forehead. He heard a low, demonic voice in his ears:
Immortals caress my head, tie my hair and grant me immortality.
Suddenly, the scene in front of the killer changed, and he experienced reincarnation from life to life.
My wife worked hard and frugally so that she could go to Beijing to take the exam. He lived up to her expectations and won the gold medal. However, when he returned to his hometown to visit his relatives with excitement and joy, he only saw rotten corpses that had been dead for many days and were crawling with maggots. Corpse, the deep voice of fate is in my ears
A famous lady fell in love with a down-and-out scholar and ran away from home. However, she encountered a betrayer and was sold into a brothel. She had a pair of jade arms and was used as a pillow for thousands of people. In the end, she even met her biological brother who was passing by the city and came to have fun. At this time How dare we meet each other, weep a few times, hide our faces and throw ourselves into the lake
Turn into a donkey and work hard day and night, but when you grow old, you can't escape the knife and become the meal on the plate.
All kinds of experiences, countless sufferings, endless reincarnations, even death can't escape, no matter how strong and calm the killer's mind is, he can't sustain it for long, and finally collapses, with tears and feces flowing.
Meng Qi's right hand caressed, purple light bloomed, and the thumping heartbeat was reflected in the killer's mind, transforming the collapse into a terrifying inner demon. Then, with a squeeze of his right hand, the inner demon formed a cocoon and sank into the depths of the killer's mind. It will never appear on its own initiative without being awakened by the Yuanxin Seal. It will not affect the killer's spiritual realm, nor will it affect his martial arts improvement, nor will it be discovered by him.
Only when the dharma body of the soul merges with the physical body can we see the inner demon seeds and get rid of them.
The way of time, affected by the convergence of the world, has small details that change, and the historical trend remains unchanged. For example, if the owner of Buren Tower is gone, there must be another owner of Buren Tower. Unless the entire Buren Tower is directly destroyed, but in that case , another killer organization will appear, and they will still accept the commission. Their strength will not be lower than the peak of the outdoor scene. They are also in charge of magic weapons, which will not help Meng Qi change the dead situation.
The old Black Mountain demon understood this. He had his own reasons for choosing to kill Liang Wuji. He broke through to an unprecedented level and reached a new level of Huang Tiandang. It was not necessary for history, but relied on a strong man with unique wisdom and mind. After achieving it, after killing Liang Wuji, maybe in the next generation of Cangtian Sect, and the next generation after that, someone can achieve Huang Tiandang Li, but there will not be anyone in the current generations. If they can do it, it will be Liang Wuji's turn to complete it.
Therefore, when he saw another Supreme Elder Ji Wuliang who had reached the Huang Tiandang realm, his heart collapsed.
And Meng Qi was worried about accidents and historical changes that would cause bad changes, so he chose the seeds of inner demons that would have the least impact. Until he met himself, and was limited by the power of the world to restrain himself, his experience as the owner of Burenlou would not change in any way.
And if it is the Dharma King who saved the world, he will die because he is too deeply involved. It is very likely that I will disappear directly in the present, because I have died in the Nine Heavens a long time ago, and the current inner demon seeds are useless to the law body. The most correct way should be to use the Seven Kills Monument to return to Thrushcross Villa a month or two ago and tell me Mr. Lu Da, he wants to fish and enforce the law, and plans to lure out the Dharma King on a certain day of a certain month and a certain time and place. Please ask him to ambush you in advance.
Now that the enemy can't reach Dharmakaya, it's not worth making Mr. Lu doubt his abnormality. That might expose the Seven Kills Monument and be obliterated by Six Paths.
The use of the Seven Kills Monument is ever-changing and eclectic. The beauty of its use lies in one mind.
As the light rose, Meng Qi disappeared from the Gate of Heaven and Earth, and smoothly removed the filth from the killer's body.
The autumn wind blew, and the killer shuddered. After regaining consciousness, I felt nothing strange about my body. I seemed a little dizzy just now.
Although Lin Kang's Great Compassion Hand of Heaven and Earth could not be used, it still affected me a little despite his desperate efforts. The killer did not dare to stay and left quickly. He waited until he was in a safe place to examine himself carefully. After confirming that there was no problem, I breathed a sigh of relief.
The wind of early spring was sharp, the river flowed quietly, and in the glazed realm of the void, the divine envoy of Fengdian opened his distance and saw the transparent short blade, the dharma body token, escaping into the void again. Flashing to Meng Qi's side, slashing at his head, he saw the boundless bliss of the Bodhisattva of Joy as bright light, the joy of the Bodhisattva born on the ninth-grade lotus platform was woven with darkness, and felt Gu Xiaosang's ethereal, chaotic breath, and the incomprehensible breath in his mouth. The birth mother’s exclusive magic weapon.
at the same time. He also saw the owner of the Bu Ren Building seize Meng Qi at the moment when he was at his weakest and unable to resist, and stabbed him in the back of the head with a sword. The killing was complete and no one would be spared.
Suddenly, he saw the brilliance rising and disappearing, and heard Gu Xiaosang's soft voice in his ears.
Immediately afterwards, he discovered that Meng Qi actually ignored the sword of the owner of Bu Renlou. He swung the orange fire knife in his hand, getting bigger and bigger. It seemed that he was trying his best to illuminate the entire chaos, bringing tens of thousands or even dozens of people with him. The weight of 10,000 kilograms split the transparent short blade apart, and the contraction of the void caused the Bodhisattva's joyful web to sway, but failed to get caught.
He wanted to use his injuries to break the situation, but Bu Renlou was holding the Assassination Divine Sword. How could he resist with all his strength? Even with his three heads and six arms, he couldn't stop the Fengdian Divine Envoy from using his full strength. He snorted coldly, as if he had seen Meng Qi's death.
Not only him, but also Huanxi Bodhisattva thinks so.
The owner of Erren Tower has no mood swings in his heart, no thoughts, only the sword in his hand, and the target in front of him.
At this moment, he heard a sigh again, low and demonic.
With a bang, something seemed to explode deep in his heart. Countless painful memories and experiences of extreme collapse flooded into his mind, as if he was still trapped in reincarnation and could never escape.
Then, he saw a pair of eyes that were as cold as gods and demons, and saw a palm lightly slapping him, not on this shore, not on the other shore, not in the middle of the stream, but wherever his heart was, he was everywhere.
The palm of his hand was white, slender and powerful, passing through the magic weapon that lost control in an instant, and landed on the forehead of the owner of Buren Tower.
The Bodhisattva of Joy and the Divine Envoy of Fengdian saw that with that sigh, at the great opportunity, the owner of Buren Tower actually shook his hands and slowed down, while Su Meng, the mad swordsman, dressed in a blue shirt, was like a god, demon, immortal Buddha in the world, full of emotions. With a pitiful face, he casually slapped a palm, like a gentle caress, on the head of the owner of Burenlou.
Immediately afterwards, they saw the owner of Buren Building showing a relieved smile, and his soul left a message:
Immortals caress my head, knotting my hair and receiving immortality.
The stress secret treasure of Pabu Renlou's owner was shattered, his forehead was cracked, his soul collapsed, and he fell down. Even the divine soldiers and saviors couldn't come in time.
Immortals caress my head, knotting my hair and receiving immortality.
The residual sound echoed, sounding like relief and sinking, which made people's hair stand on end. The Bodhisattva of Joy and the Divine Envoy of the Dharma shuddered involuntarily.
Meng Qi withdrew his gaze, dragged his sword diagonally, strode forward, and said calmly and majestically:
It's your turn
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