After Yin Biyue said these words, the Huanghuang Buddhist Temple was like a black cloud.
The faces of the monks were as gloomy as ink, and they could not wait to get rid of these two fearless demons.
Jing Hai said coldly, "Since this is the case, don't blame the poor monk for being rude..."
He has a very high level of seniority, and since he entered the Mahayana realm six hundred years ago, when has anyone disobeyed him. Today's painstaking efforts to persuade Yin Biyue have used a great deal of patience. Now that people are obsessed, they are unwilling to reason any more.
Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan looked at each other, but they didn't mean to play cards according to the routine. The two seemed to be arguing in anger, but they actually looked at the strength of these monks' cultivation.
At this time, without waiting for Jing Hai to finish his words, he will be the first to attack!
Yin Biyue swept his body, and the sword edge slanted horizontally, stabbing straight at Jinghai Jingyun, the highest cultivation base!
No one thought that he would be in the barrier-breaking period, and he would face the two Mahayana realms as soon as he made his move.
The body of his sword is like a river breaking through mountains and rocks, rolling and rushing, and the canopy of the prayer flags in the Buddhist temple is raised, like the gravel and waves on both sides of the river splashing!
The momentum is huge, like a Cangjiang river appearing in the Buddhist temple.
But in the eyes of the Mahayana realm, it is just as weak as a trickle, vulnerable to a single blow. The two monks took into account that he was a disciple of the Sword Saint, but they did not use all their strength, but vowed to keep him.
Raising his hand to seal, the golden light and shadow instantly blocked all the ways of the sword.
At the same time, Luo Mingchuan made a big mudra of Buddhism, directly pressing the monk and deacon with the weakest cultivation in the temple.
The golden light protects the Buddhist temple, and the Buddhist practice is displayed to increase its power. He had just met Jing Yun's palms without falling, but at this time he suddenly slapped his palms, and instantly blasted a gap in the siege.
And Yin Biyue's sword stance was about to hit the two Mahayana Buddha seals, but he missed the hit, but his figure quickly swept back!
Luo Mingchuan took a step behind him and stood behind him, with one hand facing the Buddha's seal of Jinghai Jingyun, and the other hand flicking his sleeve to pat Yin Biyue.
The two flew out of the gap almost at the same time!
Rush out of the Buddhist temple and run straight to the back mountain in the temple!
The whole process only takes a moment, and the tacit understanding of cooperation is not the slightest difference!
They know that if they take advantage of the other party's unpreparedness and attack, there is still a chance to get out of trouble. On the contrary, the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable the situation will be because of the gap in realm.
Therefore, Yin Biyue's sword "Jiang Lai Jiang goes to the water" seems to be huge, but in fact, he never planned to fight against Jinghai Jingyun from the beginning.
The river is rushing forward, but it turns when it needs to turn, and turns back when it needs to turn back.
Without hesitation, it flows naturally!
But he didn't expect that when the Buddha's seal of Jingyun Jinghai finally caught up, Luo Mingchuan did not give his palms with all his strength, but first flicked his sleeves and applied force to send him out of the hall. Inflict all attacks on yourself.
The two kept on flying over the roof of the heavy Buddhist temple, and the real energy was running to the extreme, almost burst the meridians, and leaped more than ten feet in a breath.
Because there must be monks in ambush at the mountain gate, and it is also the eye of the golden light formation in the temple, which is the most difficult to break through. At this time, he could only make dangerous moves and run towards the back mountain.
Their movements are extremely fast, but the pressure of the Mahayana realm comes faster.
Jing Hai just had a thought and disappeared from the Buddhist temple, blocking the way for the two of them.
And Jingyun followed closely behind, blocking their retreat.
Such a realm gap is enough to make people despair.
Not to mention the hundreds of grey-robed monks pouring in like a tide from all directions. They flew over the roof of the Buddhist temple, and the monks did not come up, but scurried on the ground.
But when I started to recite the Buddhist scriptures, my voice was low and neat, and when they gathered together, a majestic power was born.
In the echoing Buddhist scriptures, the entire Xingshan Temple is surrounded by a circle of golden light that goes straight to the sky.
The 'Buddha Seal Golden Light Great Array' is opened, the scriptures do not end, and the great array is immortal.
Jinghai looked calm and indifferent, turning the Buddha beads in one hand and holding the golden Zen staff in the other, motionless like a mountain.
When the two approached, the meditation staff suddenly vibrated, and the four rings at the head of the staff struck each other.
The Zen stick was originally used for knocking and alerting monks who are tired of chanting sutras in Buddhism. The most precious appearance is solemn and powerful. And Jinghai's famous work 'The Great Compassion Rod' is his life-long unique skill, and now he is exerting all his strength, and the golden tiles on the eaves are flying out with the energy.
Luo Mingchuan did not retreat but advanced, and his speed remained undiminished. The Shen Zhoujian was held vertically in front of him, like a Zen staff that weighed more than a thousand catties and did not move like a mountain!
"Zheng-"
The Great Compassion Staff and the long sword collided, the sound was deafening, and the countless golden tiles flying in the air exploded into fine dust.
Luo Mingchuan's mouth overflowed with blood, but his feet did not retreat.
Jing Hai looked at his dark pupils and the same 'Great Compassion Staff' he used, and said coldly, "It really is the devil..."
At the same time, Yin Biyue turned around and faced Jingyun behind him, and countless dazzling rays of light shot out from his sword!
Overwhelmed by the golden light, it appeared in the Buddhist temple like a bright and incomparably bright sun.
Without hesitation, when he made a move at this time, it was the strongest sword.
Sword Saint's Blue Sky and White Sun Sword!
Yihujian seemed to have completely sensed the master's state of mind. He was angry and determined, and the sword whistling was piercing and piercing, piercing the sound of chanting scriptures, straight into the sky!
This sword is even more true and powerful than the one he displayed under Chongming Mountain.
Jingyun put his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, his lips moved slightly, and began to meditate on the scriptures, and his exposed skin turned pale golden.
When the sword edge approached the front door, he still stood there, but his whole body was cast like real gold, shining brightly. He looked pitiful and indifferent.
like a real Buddha.
It is the Buddhist supernatural power 'immeasurable Dharmakaya'.
The strongest sword in the world is facing the solemn Buddha in the sky.
The mournful sword roar came to an abrupt end, like a mud cow entering the sea, and the bright sunlight of the sword body converged into the magnificent Buddha's light...
As expected, Yin Biyue was not disappointed. He knew that he was not a Juggernaut. Even if he learned the strongest Blue Sky and White Sun Sword, he would only get one or two points of true meaning.
So when he drew out the sword, his left hand moved slightly, and a string of small-leaf sandalwood beads directly attacked the Jingyun Mianmen. It was at the foot of Chongming Mountain, the opening ceremony of the mountain given to him by the powerhouses of Jiekong Temple.
But in the next moment, Yin Biyue's expression changed abruptly, because his sword really pierced the golden cassock, leaving tiny bloodstains on the opponent's chest.
Jingyun was slightly startled.
He resolved the sword stance of the blue sky and day, but failed to block the sword edge of Yihu.
It's incredible and counterintuitive, but it does happen.
Without waiting for him to move, a string of Buddha beads came towards him and skyrocketed. He recognized that this was the magic weapon of Jiekong Temple, and he hesitated in his heart. In just a moment, the string of beads suddenly burst in the air!
Yin Biyue pulled back without hesitation, knowing that the depth of the sword's edge had reached its limit. At the same time, Luo Mingchuan and Jinghai's 'Great Compassion Staff' were on a par, but when he flipped his wrist, his sword was slanted horizontally, and his figure retreated, and he flew back towards the mountain with Yin Biyue.
Their purpose is always to break through, not to compete with the Mahayana.
The golden top of the Buddhist temple behind him, unable to withstand the aftermath of the fighting method, collapsed suddenly!
But the chanting of the monks in gray robes did not stop for a moment.
The sound was getting louder and louder, like thunder and lightning, falling into the ears of Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan, almost shattering their hearts.
Jingyun and Jinghai did not chase after them.
No one in the temple stopped them.
Because the 'Buddha Seal Golden Light Array' has been fully opened.
The entire Xingshan Temple is like being held in an iron bowl!
The two galloped all the way, no time to take care of the injury, and let the bones around their bodies hurt like shatters.
Yin Biyue looked indifferent and clenched the hilt of the sword. Blood flowed down the blade of the sword.
This is naturally not the blood of Jingyun. The 'Infinite Dharma Body' failed to break his sword, but the pressure almost went up along the sword's edge, shattering his sea of consciousness.
He glanced at Luo Mingchuan, only to realize that he had tied his right hand to Shen Zhoujian, and blood soaked the cloth strips torn from the robe.
Now that I think about it, it seems that when I was in the hall with Jinghai Jingyun, I heard the sound of bones breaking. It turned out that Luo Mingchuan's wrist bone was already broken at that time.
This is just the visible damage, I don't know how much the lungs and meridians are injured.
It stands to reason that the two of them can cross the border with the strongest person in Xingshan Temple today, which is enough to shock the world of practice.
At this point, the mountains and rivers are already exhausted.
The edge of the formation is getting closer and closer, just getting closer, the supreme coercion contained in it will blow towards the face.
When you don't enter the temple, the "Boundless Sea of Bitterness" is engraved on the mountain gate. Between the lush green mountains and mountains, the four golden characters of 'going back to the shore' are projected.
Reflecting the blood-colored setting sun at the end of the sky, it was shocking.
Luo Mingchuan didn't stop, he asked, "Junior brother, do you still believe me now?"
This sentence is not a question, but what he will do next is almost crazy.
If possible, he instead hopes that the road ahead is boundless, and he is the one who walks alone.
But Yin Biyue did not hesitate, "Yes."
It's not that you can't go back, it's that you don't want to go back.
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Dark clouds covered the moon, and the sea was extraordinarily dark and silent tonight.
The huge black shadow broke through the sea and dashed silently.
Twelve masts, five stories from the building, more than a hundred feet high. Such a behemoth flies like the wind on the sea, not like a ship, but like a rapidly floating island.
The 'Dragon Treasure Ship' of the Royal Family of the Northern Lands weighs 2,000 catties alone, and it takes 200 to 300 people to set sail. A day of sailing at full speed would cost 600 catties of spar. Crystal stone is a kind of energy, because it can be used by spiritual practice, it is also called spirit stone, one of the common currencies of all continents.
A spar vein ore in his own hands is the foundation of a large sect. The same goes for other resources.
No matter how powerful Cangya Mountain is, in the Western Continent, there are also Baopu Zong and Jiekong Temple confronting it.
No matter how rich the southern land is, there are also Qinglu Sword Sect and Xingshan Temple to divide resources.
Similarly, in the Central Continent, the major families are attached to the Lianjian Sect and the Lanyuan Academy, and they have to distribute a huge amount of wealth every year.
Only the Northern Royal Family monopolizes the resources of the entire Northern Continent.
Duan Chongxuan stood at the forefront of the fourth deck with a light expression on his face.
The sea breeze poured into his sleeve robe, and the layered hem was raised, and the silver ribbon of the jade crown also flew in the air.
He stood on the bow overlooking the sea, like standing on a high platform worshipped by thousands of people overlooking all living beings.
This is the third day of the ship's journey at sea. There is no moon tonight, and there is a dark sea all around.
The commander stood behind him and persuaded, "Your Highness, the night wind at sea is very cold..."
Duan Chongxuan ignored it, but asked, "Wang Xi, how many years did you join the army?"
The man replied respectfully, "Four hundred years ago, I passed the examination and joined the Cloud Chasing Cavalry, and served as the Commander of the Right Army under the General of Zhou Shen. I was also fortunate to have received His Majesty's grace and was promoted to the palace as the Commander of the Imperial Guard of Yulin."
Duan Chongxuan then asked, "Where are we going?"
The commander turned pale in shock, not knowing why he said this, he knelt on the ground with a plop, "I should escort Your Highness back to the palace."
Duan Chongxuan shook his head, "How much benefit did King Xian give you to make you think that the bargaining chips are enough?"
His tone is still light, but it can fall on the board, like a thunderous explosion!
The middle-aged commander raised his head, the sincere respect slowly faded away, he stood up and his back straightened.
His expression became strange and calm, but he didn't make a move, "I really want to know, how did His Highness see it?"
The Dragon Travel Treasure Ship is real, and the Praetorian Guard is real, so where are the flaws
At this moment, a mournful Feng Ming sounded!
The stern of the boat burst into flames, burning the night!
Duan Chongxuan's expression changed.
That's Luan Er.