Nightfall Chapter 99: Break the formation!
Sixteen years ago, in the doctor’s mansion of Chang'an City General Conference, the favored concubine gave birth to a black baby girl who was judged as evil by his wife. In the wood room not far away, Ning Que picked up the firewood. The knife began to kill.
In the far northern wilderness, a black ravine appeared. Daomen boy Ye Su, Demon boy Tang, and young monk Qi Nian, watched the ants move under the tree outside the black line. For a long time, I was afraid and uneasy, and did not dare to go beyond half a step. At the other end of the black line, a scholar was reading by the pond. When he was tired, he would rest less, and when he was thirsty, he would relieve the wooden ladle on his waist to drink water. Dust, with a peaceful face.
Sixteen years later, Ning Que no longer uses hatchets to kill people, but is used to using iron bows and arrows. Sangsang is still black, but her small face becomes very pale, weakly leaning against Ning Que’s arms. Inside, watching the **** umbrella above become thinner and thinner under the Buddha's light, silently waiting for the arrival of the last moment.
The former teenagers have grown up and become the most powerful beings in the spiritual world. Ye Su gradually became less proud and indifferent. Tang seemed to have not changed anything. The biggest change was Qi Nian. He has been for many years. Did not speak, as if to become a real mute. The scholar was standing under the stone steps outside Lanke Temple, his old jacket vibrated slightly, the wooden scoop tied around his waist was light, the dust gradually separated, and his face was calm.
Sixteen years later, people who had met or met because of the birth of the son of Pluto, who had not known it, met again because of the awakening of the daughter of Pluto. The passage of time and the changes in the world are always so emotional.
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The neat chanting of the scriptures echoed in the courtyard of Lan Kehou Temple. The yellow-clothed monks on the stone flat were covered in blood, but they were unparalleled in compassion. Their voices were already hoarse, almost crying, but solemn.
Foguang's Great Array was still struggling to sustain it under the almost miraculous high-speed and intensive impact of the masters of the academy, especially after Ye Su raised his right hand and breathed into the formation. More stable.
Qinian looked at the direction of the temple gate under the mountain, his eyes firm and solemn, but the expression on his face became calmer and calmer. He knew that his plan was about to succeed, and the world could finally get rid of the terrifying prospect of destruction.
Although I can't see the picture outside Lanke Temple, Ning Que knows that the big brother must have done his best, just watching more and more Buddha light seep from the thinner and thinner **** umbrella. Looking at the dying appearance of Sangsang in his arms. He is inevitably anxious. Even really feel desperate.
If when the **** umbrella is destroyed, the big brother still can't break the Buddha's light array of Lanke Temple, then Sangsang will be purified into a blue smoke by the light of the Buddha in the next moment.
Ning Que never knew how to write despair. If only he is in danger. As he kept telling himself, what's the use of despair? However, if Sangsang is in danger of death, he cannot but despair. Because Sangsang is dead, he will still live, and that is the real pain.
At this moment, the old and exhausted voice rang in his ears again. In the temple, before Master Baoshu shook the bell, this voice also rang.
"If Mr. Da can't break the formation, and the **** umbrella can't hold it. You rush to me with Sangsang. If Mr. Da breaks the formation, no matter how much Qi Nian and Ye Su fear the Academy, they will definitely take the lead. Kill you and Sangsang, so at that moment, you have to rush towards me."
Master Qishan was supported by the sea-viewing monk, weakly leaning against the messy stone steps. Head down and panting in pain, no one noticed that his lips were moving slightly.
Ning Que guessed that this was some kind of secret method of the master, so that he could only hear it by himself, and his heart moved slightly. He didn't turn around to look, but just looked at it with a corner. Saw the master's skinny palm on that chessboard.
That is the chessboard left by the Buddha.
Master Qishan's voice sounded again.
"Find a way to get the Buddha's light falling on the top of Washan Mountain a little bit, and then I will open the chessboard realm and let you go in for a while. As long as you can successfully enter, even if it is the first seat of the master or lecture, there is no way to destroy it. The chessboard left by the Buddha. After Mr. Da enters the monastery, I will ask Guanhai to give him the chessboard and take it back to the academy. I believe the master will find a way to release you."
Lanke Temple is facing its opponent with the highest realm in history—Mr. Shuyuan, even higher than the realm of Liansheng in the past. Although Ningque stayed in the temple walking in the academy, his realm has improved extremely fast. Injured Qi Nian, but his strength is still far behind these truly powerful walking in the world, and Sangsang has not yet awakened, and was suppressed by the Buddha's light. It is the weakest time, so regardless of the monks in the temple, there are Qi Nian The others put their energy at the gate of the temple, and no one noticed some changes in his expression.
Because of being overly nervous, Ning Que did not notice some details in the master’s words-the master said that he would let Guanhai hand over the board to the master, and the method of unlocking the board was also pinned on the master’s Body.
"Ning Que, I just hope that no matter what you encounter in the future, you will not become a second lotus student. You can be Mr. Ke, you can be anyone, don’t be a lotus student, because that’s too painful. ."
Master Qishan's weak and full of regret sounded in Ning Que's mind.
After Ning Que was silent for a moment, he lowered his head slightly.
Suddenly at this moment.
The three temples in the front, middle and back of Lanke Temple are shaking and restless, countless plum trees are suddenly shattered, countless temple walls are broken into powder gravel, 17 ancient bells are silent, and the Buddha's light is broken!
Someone broke into the gate of the monastery, wherever they passed, monks were constantly being shaken into the air. More than a dozen practitioners sprayed blood and flew tens of meters, and several stone statues were blown into the sky.
The people in front of the back temple hall can't see the concrete picture below the mountain, but can only see a billowing smoke and dust, which is screaming towards this side. Before the smoke and dust, everything is shaken off!
A shock flashed across Qi Nian's eyes.
Ye Su's face became extremely solemn.
Tang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised his head, his eyes burning as if he were fighting.
This great array of Buddha's light can't be broken even by the master of the academy, who is coming?
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Sometime earlier, somewhere in Qi State.
This is the most famous scenic spot in the area, but this section of the mountain road is the most remote corner, rarely visited by people, so the two unusually powerful white horses walk in between, with clear hooves.
The second elder brother Jun Mo sits on the white horse, with Eguan Bo belt, and his posture is quite prosperous, but he is a little too rigid, no matter how the horse shakes. His upper body remained absolutely straight.
The little book boy rides on the white horse at the back, matching the tall and tall horse, and looks more and more cute. He looks at the front and asks in a childish voice, "Master, why did we go down the mountain suddenly?" /
The second brother said: “The teacher told me a few days ago that the brother wanted to trick the younger brother and Sangsang to go to Lanke Temple for treatment, but I thought that both the brother and Qishan were too honest. The younger brother saw the problem and ran away with Sangsang secretly, so I have to guard down the mountain. I am ready to catch him back at any time."
Xiaoshutong thought that if Mr. Da and Master Qishan said they would not lie because they were too honest, but with your temperament, Master, I’m afraid they can’t lie. Where is qualified to say what others do.
"Then how long are we going to be here?"
The second senior brother said again: "If the old monk Qishan is not like the other bald donkeys who like to speak big words and swear words, then three months should be able to cure Sangsang's disease."
After a short pause, he said again: "If you really want to enter the chessboard, the younger brother will definitely follow. Then we have to wait for two years, or bring the chessboard back to the academy, but the old monk Qishan Other bald donkeys are better. But they must also be greedy for money, I'm afraid they won’t let us take away the chessboard."
The little book boy said bitterly: "Do you really want to stay here for two years?"
The second brother said solemnly: "Jia Lun, it is said that reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. This mountain is adjacent to Washan Mountain. Although it is not as famous as Washan Mountain, the scenery is still better. You are here with me. Walking for two years. Appreciating the scenery and clearing the heart to help practice, you may be able to walk thousands of miles away."
The little book boy sighed helplessly, thinking that he would have to travel thousands of miles, but if you circle the same mountain every day, you can see that the thousands of miles are coming by looking at the same scenery. Except you, Master, who else can stand it?
At this moment. Suddenly there was wind.
The second brother raised his head and looked at the sky, his brows frowned, suddenly his heart moved, his face was as cold as frost and he shouted, "I'm looking for death!"
He stretched his hand backwards.
The sword box that the little book boy held in his arms immediately flew into his hand.
The second brother stepped on the horse's back lightly, his wide sleeves fluttered, and he fell into the dense forest beside the mountain road.
The little book boy anxiously shouted: "Master, this is not the right way to Lanke Temple!"
"The straightest road is the nearest, and the nearest road is the right road..."
The second brother's voice came from the forest, and the voice faded.
When the word "Zhenglu" reached the ears of Xiaoshutong, his people had no idea where they were going.
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Big Brother looked at Lanke Temple in front of him.
There have been countless holes in the cotton jacket on his body, and blood stains have been stained on the cotton that appeared.
In a very short period of time, there were thousands of collisions between him and the Buddha's light array that enveloped Lanke Temple. The Buddha array trembled and his body was also greatly injured.
Still failed to enter Lanke Temple.
His gaze followed the Buddha's light and looked at the Buddha statue on the top of Washan Mountain, his heart moved slightly.
At this moment, suddenly a blue smoke rushed from a distance, splashing countless dust and gravel.
All the way is dusty.
Jun Mo came to Lanke Temple.
He was covered in dust, more dust than the big brother's torn jacket, but the tall ancient crown on his head was still straight without a slight deviation.
The two brothers looked at each other and didn't speak.
Jun Mo let out a clear cry.
The autumn trees outside Lanke Temple trembled and the green leaves fell.
On top of Washan, red leaves fall all over the mountain.
Jun Mo also pointed to a sword, piercing into the Buddha's light.
He shouted wildly.
The black hair under the high crown was blown away by the strong wind, dancing wildly!
His fingers were difficult in the Buddha's light cover and could not be blocked from moving underground, and he tore a very small hole!
The cotton on the big brother's jacket suddenly trembled, leaving an afterimage in the air.
In front of the stone steps of Lanke Temple, there is no big brother.
In an instant, the elder brother entered the temple and came to the seventeen temples.
He appeared in these seventeen temples almost simultaneously.
Under the eaves, in the room, in front of the porch, by the plum...
Big brother broke 17 ancient clocks in succession.
The Buddha's light array is broken!
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