Nightfall Chapter 158: Because of sadness, so I do my best
Look into Chang'an.
Faced with the strongest and Huang Yang in the academy, he extinguished the fire of painstaking effort on the Buddhist beads with a glance, waved his sleeves and broke the demon realm in the turbulent wind and snow.
The ruins on the street are everywhere, the snow in the sky is burning, and the raindrops keep falling. All these pictures only prove one thing, that is, his strength. .
The five realms of human cultivation, crossing the highest threshold, are the other shores that countless people dream of but never reach. For countless years, the realm of cultivation has confirmed that there are very few people who have crossed the five realms. It is legend or even myth, such as the realm of Apocalypse.
However, on the Snow Street today, the watcher waved his hands and rolled his sleeves to cast the mythical realm above the four five realms of Boundlessness, Silence, Apocalypse, and Wuyuan, and it seemed so casual and relaxed.
The level displayed by the meditation master has gone beyond the scope of the Xiling Church and many spiritual texts, beyond the upper bound of the practitioner's most presumptuous imagination, and even seems so unreal.
The falling rain continued, and he walked north of Suzaku Avenue with a calm expression.
The majestic power that fell from the sky was injected into his body.
Every step he stepped through the stagnant water and pierced the sky, the breath on his body would become stronger.
The cold rain water slipped on Yu Lian's face.
She looked at the connoisseur who came from the rain and said: "It is rumored that you had landed ashore eighteen years ago and shot Wei Guangming down to the earth with your own hands, except for his seat of the God of Light."
The master said: "Not bad."
Yu Lian said: "I didn't believe that you had the ability to forcefully beat a strong man in the Apocalypse realm back to its original form. I didn't understand until now. You are stronger than the legend."
The Lord walked forward slowly and said: "Strong is just a relative concept. I am stronger than you and stronger than Wei Guangming. It does not mean that I am stronger. Just as you are stronger than Xiong Chumo, it does not mean that you are really strong. ."
Yu Lian said: "Then what is truly powerful?"
The subject said: "Turn relative to absolute. That is truly powerful."
Yu Lian asked: "Is stronger than everyone else is the real strong?"
The master said: "Yes, if the world is invincible. Naturally it is truly powerful."
Yu Lian asked: "Does the observer think that he is already invincible in the world?"
"The madman is dead, the master is gone."
The master watcher raised his head and looked at the rainy sky, and said: "I have no choice but to be invincible."
He was very calm when he answered this question. It is very calm, so it seems to be taken for granted, as if to say that whose food is the best.
Yu Lian said: "Since the world is invincible, why should I practice my Da Mingzong technique? Guanzhu is a Taoist leader, but asks the enemy, don’t you feel ashamed?"
Naturally, she was talking about the gray eyes of the viewer that she had seen when she punched.
That is the gray eyes born out of the devil's gluttonous**.
The master watcher said: "Everything in the world belongs to Haotian, not to mention that now, you should understand. The Mingzong sacrifice is still Haotian, why can't I use it?"
The snow burning high above Chang'an City is almost exhausted.
So the rain on the snowy street is getting smaller at this time.
At this time, the watcher walked to a side alley with a well at the entrance. The snow accumulated on the edge of the well, with great luck, escaped the erosion of rain. It looks white and pine, very beautiful.
Yu Lian didn't let go until then.
She has been clutching the padded jacket around the waist of the big brother.
When she was talking to the master, the senior brother never participated. Because he was constantly coughing and bleeding, his body looked so weak after being seriously injured.
The reason why Yu Lian kept holding him was because she knew that if she let go of her hand, the brother would risk his life and forcefully enter Wuyuan to continue fighting with the subject.
Now she let go of her hand, because the brother got a moment of rest, and more importantly, because the master has come close, and the life and death between victory and defeat has come before her eyes.
At this moment, a man suddenly crawled out of the house in ruins by the street.
It was a young man, wearing a straw hat.
He ran back from Xiling, back to Chang'an, back to the academy.
Thousands of miles of clouds and moon, dust and dirt, made him a lot thinner.
He can no longer be described as chubby, only burly.
This is probably what a man should describe.
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In the eyes of many people, knowing and watching the Lord is already a figure in the legend.
Today's rain and snow in Chang'an City proves that watching the subject is indeed a legend.
But the legendary person is still a human being.
When he saw his only flesh and blood, standing firmly on the opposite side of him, the first words he said were no different from the ordinary women in those stories.
The master said: "Why did I give birth to a son like you?"
Chen Pipi lifted up a wooden beam lying in front of him, walked to the middle of the street, fell on his knees, and said with a trembling voice: "Father, but I am also a student of the college."
The master looked at his son who was kneeling in the rain, and said: "You are so weak, what right do you have to choose a stand?"
Chen Pipi has been considered a genius of Taoism since he was a child, and he is also the youngest practitioner in the realm of Zhiming. But at this time, the three people in the street are far above him in realm and strength.
He said: "My son always wants to give it a try."
The watcher's gaze crossed the top of Chen Pipi's head, and fell on the blood-covered senior brother on the street, and said: "Just to let your senior brother have a little rest, is it worth it?"
Chen Pipi said: "It's all my heart."
The master said: "The academy is worth your dedication, is it worth it?"
Chen Pipi did not look back at Senior Brother and Third Senior Sister.
But he knew that after seven days of hardest chasing, the senior brother was weak and strong. He was already exhausted and seriously injured. The current situation of the senior sister is not much better.
He was silent for a while and said: "Since he is dedicated, of course he must start from the heart."
He didn't answer his father's question directly, but he already answered.
It was his mind that made him break the formation of Zhishou Guan, so that the big brother can come and go easily, and it was his mind that made him rush back from Xiling to help him, and then confront his father on the street.
The emotion on the master's face became calmer and calmer, and he said, "I can't give you this opportunity."
Chen Pipi said: "Please father give my son this last chance, I have nothing to ask for."
The master said: "After you have done your heart, you will have no two hearts?"
Chen Pipi said: "That's what it means."
The subject said: "Very good."
Chen Pipi stood up, wiped the rain and sewage from her face, and then slowly raised her arms.
His fingers are shaking slightly.
Because he is going to use Tianxiaxi God Finger, because his enemy is his father.
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The big brother wanted to stop this fight because he thought it was wrong for father and son to mutilate.
With only one sentence, Yu Lian stopped him: "If the college is going to be destroyed, you must give Pippi a chance to do your best, otherwise how will he spend the rest of his life?"
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Chen Pippi uses the academy to control the gods of the world.
The qi is crisscrossed in the light rain, like a swallow leaping into the forest, mischievous and eager to find a trace.
Obviously pointing eastward, the aura of heaven and earth condenses like a sharp blade, piercing diagonally from the west.
Obviously, the fingers trembled like a strong grass in the wind, but the fingers were quiet and beautiful like lotus leaves in a lake.
The last time Chen Pipi gave out the **** of Tianxiaxi, it was on a certain New Year's day, that day, Sangsang was standing outside the back garden of the Chang'an government office, holding the bedding.
This is his second real shot.
It was also his strongest shot.
Faced with the instructions coming from the rain, the master's eyes showed a relieved expression.
This is what he taught Chen Pipi.
He is very satisfied with the realm and ability Chen Pipi has shown now.
So he was very pleased and decided not to be too harsh on Chen Pipi.
He stretched out his index finger and pointed it out.
He decided not to kill his son.
Only heard the sound of wind and rain, flute, drums, and noisy.
The fingers crisscrossing the street, instantly shattered into countless pieces.
A few muffled sounds.
The orange Pipi fell into the rain, covered in blood.
His limbs and joints were all injured by the fingertips, and the blood holes were sharp, looking extremely miserable.
It is also used by the God of Heaven and Stream.
It is the truly powerful Tianxiaxi God Finger.
Chen Pipi couldn't move, sitting in the rain like a man before his execution, crying.
He was crying very sad.
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