There is a calm lake in the depths of Yinshan Mountain. The lake is located high in the mountain. The water color is orchid, like milk and curd.
As if echoing each other from afar, when there was a light pop sound in the old monk Donghu's body, there was also a light pop sound in the depths of the calm lake, a unique energy was released, and a crystal clear bubble curled up from the depths of the lake It floated up, and then exploded at the moment of dehydration, turning into a wisp of fresh air.
This lake is hundreds of miles away from the old monk Donghu, but at this time the old monk Donghu clearly sensed it.
That wisp of fresh air directly appeared in his sea of air.
Just like a seed, countless clear qi are born in his sea of qi, which leak out of his body, and continue to radiate outward with his consciousness, reaching infinite heights, passing through the world.
The old monk Donghu has arrived at many places that he has never been to. He is instantly in the land of thousands of miles of yellow sand without water, and is instantly in the depths of a volcano, or at the bottom of an extremely cold lake. The life and death of insects, the amazing life and death reproduction of insects, the qi and influence left behind after the death of some powerful beasts, they are instantly lost as in the depths of the stars, watching many flowing and falling sparks and starlight passing through their bodies, it is like Piercing his soul.
Passing through the unknown, seeing countless in an instant, there are countless great fears inside.
However, the old monk Donghu, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, felt endless joy. He clearly knew what happened. At this moment, he was smiling, with an indescribable kindness. Although he hadn't opened his eyes yet, he knew that he The face at this time is no different from the great sages and sages recorded in the portraits in the Buddhist scriptures.
"What does it feel like?"
Ding Ning knew what happened at this time, he turned his head to look at the old monk, and was also happy for the old monk.
The old monk opened his eyes happily, put his palms together in salute to Ding Ning, and said three words softly and very simply: "See all beings."
Then he added three more words: "It's like seeing God."
It's just these six words, but no matter for Tantai Guanjian or Changsun Qianxue, they are extremely accurate descriptions.
Both of them naturally thought of some pictures and felt something.
"Everything is relative. Too fast and too slow are like changing the time, and you will see a different world." Ding Ning nodded to the old monk as a salute, and softly responded to this sentence.
There were countless opportunities in the conversation between the old monk and Ding Ning. After saying this sentence, the two looked at each other and smiled.
The old monk stood up.
When he got up, the sky seemed brighter, but his figure seemed to expand endlessly, a transparent holy light filled the whole world.
Those thousands of night demon apes were fleeing wildly. After the master of Jiaodong County intervened in the Minshan Sword Sect, he didn't want these monsters raised in Jiaodong County to die needlessly, but wanted to keep these monsters in a suitable place. when.
However, just like the surface of the lake in the depths of the Yin Mountain quickly returned to eternal calm after a bubble floated up, this chaotic world also became absolutely calm at this moment.
Light and time seem to be frozen at this moment.
The thousands of night demon apes flying in the air were all still in the air, the old monk's body shook, and a bright light fell from the extremely high sky, merged into his meridians that seemed to have expanded countless times.
There is a lot of light that doesn't fall straight down, but twists in the air.
Only when viewed from a very far distance can one see a huge rod-like shape appearing between the heaven and the earth.
Those thousands of night demon apes were suddenly pushed down several feet in the air.
It seemed that it was just pressed down by the stick shadow condensed by the sky light, but just by this pressure, these night devil apes turned into blood mist.
The most fragile organs in their bodies were crushed and penetrated from their snouts and skin.
In the dark night, these ferocious monsters turned into countless blood blobs, bloomed in the air, and then fell.
This is a scene like a purgatory of gods and demons, but the grand atmosphere at this moment, the perfect vitality flow, and the mysterious transformation, are extremely beautiful to the practitioners present.
This overturning power comes from the induction and natural changes of the heaven and earth when Dong Hu monk breaks through the eighth realm. In an instant, the time follows the will of heaven, the most perfect and smooth, even though Dong Hu monk has really reached the eighth realm, but wants to go again It is impossible to control such a huge power.
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"Superior"
In the dark night, there are many pairs of eyes looking at such a grand picture. When the thousands of night devil apes were pressed down by the huge stick shadow and turned into blood mist, a practitioner with a sword box on his back turned to the person in front of him. Ye Xiao let out a worried cry.
Behind Ye Xiao and him, there were many practitioners carrying sword boxes like him, and the chaotic sword intentions collided and vibrated in the sword boxes. Every practitioner like him seemed to be carrying a wind blow. Snow.
"Shangzun" is also an ancient title among the old powerful families, representing absolute respect and submission.
In the former dynasty and the old Changling, among the old powerful and powerful families, there are many practitioners who are not foreign followers, but slaves for eternity.
These cultivators are the sword slaves of the old powerful families, no different from the dead men, and they will never serve two masters in their lives, they are extremely loyal, and many of them will commit suicide when their master dies.
"It doesn't matter."
Of course Ye Xiao knew better than this sword slave what kind of changes had taken place in Monk Donghu, and he also knew what his sword slave was worried about, but he still shook his head indifferently.
Inside his eyes, which used to be as calm as the deep sea, was burning with a kind of fanatical flame.
"I didn't think I had the ability to kill them alone. I just need to trap them, and someone will come to kill them."
After he finished this sentence, he stretched out his hand back.
At this time, he was still far away from Ding Ning and the others, and even because of his intentional concealment of energy, even the Donghu monk did not perceive his threat, but at this time, the Donghu monk opened up the sky, sensing the sky light, and there was a heaven and earth vitality from outside the world Flocking there frantically, he was already able to determine the specific locations of Donghu Seng, Ding Ning and others by this.
When he stretched his hand back, all the true energy in his body rushed out from his fingertips.
His white jade-like skin exploded, and strands of blood and true essence passed through all the sword cases like red strings.
The sword cases carried by all the sword slaves behind him exploded in an instant, and all the swords inside flew out.
At this moment, East Hu Sington felt it.
Countless sword shapes appeared in his mind, each of which was a famous sword, exuding different but equally astonishing sword auras.
"What's wrong?"
Ding Ning, Changsun Qianxue and others all felt his solemnity, and Ding Ning couldn't help asking.
Monk Dong Hu did not respond, because he had no need to respond.
Dozens of sword slaves fell to the ground in exhaustion.
When the sword boxes they were carrying were broken, all the vitality in their bodies poured into the swords they were carrying.
The rest of the practitioners only practice one natal sword in their life, but these sword slaves have been raising these swords all their lives.
At this moment, they seem to have poured their entire lives into these swords.
All these swords fly.
Following Ye Xiao's gaze, he fell to the world where Monk Donghu and Ding Ning were.
Nearly a thousand swords were flying in the air, and the sword energy between the flying swords seemed to be solid, like a mountain of swords falling from the sky.