Nightfall Chapter 126: Anyway, it’s all swords (below)

From beginning to end, what Jun Mo wanted to do was to overthrow the Xuankong Temple's rule of the underground world, but what he wanted to do most was to go to the cliff and take away the chessboard left by the Buddha—because Ning Que is now trapped in the chessboard, his life or death is unknown, because Ning Que is his junior brother.

In that majestic mountain, there are countless temples, unknown Buddhist formations, and powerful Buddhist sects like Qi Nian and the elders of the Discipline Academy. He didn’t think he could rush to it, so he took the rebellious serfs. Suddenly killing in the wilderness, took advantage of the situation to lure Qi Nian and the elders of the Discipline Academy to here.

As long as he can pass these four people, Jun Mo will be able to go straight to the peak. If he can kill these four people along the way, it is naturally a better thing, because whether he can take away the chessboard and destroy the Buddha It has become the most important part of his life and is always going to continue.

Until now, Qi Nian did not understand why these days, the fighting style of the rebels has undergone such a big change from the past, the marching route is no longer strange, and bravely advancing toward the bottom of the peak-completely disregarding rebellion The strength of the army, even if it hits the peak, can only be annihilated in the end-it turns out that this is knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger, they want to lure the tiger in the mountain to Pingyang, what Jun Mo wants to do is to enter the mountain and grab the chessboard!

Looking at the serf rebels retreating like the low tide of the sea, Qi Nian was silent, knowing that he and the three elders of the precepts may not necessarily stop Jun Mo.

Through the previous contest, Jun Mo has fully grasped the strength comparison between the two sides. He is confident that he can cross this barrier, otherwise he will not let those who follow him withdraw first.

If it is on the mountain peak or on that mountain road, Qi Nian is confident that even if Jun Mo becomes stronger, with the help of thousands of monks in Xuankong Temple, he can prevent him from stepping up the stone steps. .

Now that this field is so open, how to stop it?

Qinian's face was pale, but her eyes were calm. She looked at Jun Mo who was slowly walking towards him, and at the iron sword in his left hand, she took a deep breath of the cold autumn breeze.

The monk's clothes danced wildly. Because of the sudden blast of the autumn wind, he just took a deep breath. The countless autumn wind between heaven and earth entered between his lips and began to wash the Buddha's heart.

With such a Buddha's prestige, the heaven and the earth naturally feel, and there are silky clouds floating in the blue sky, and those clouds are more slender and elongated, as if the sugar silk is constantly being pulled.

The weeds within about a mile around suddenly folded their waists and fell to the ground, as if they were worshipping, exposing the bones and dust-covered gems that do not know whether humans or beasts are, and they are constantly rolling by the wind.

The stream flowing between the abandoned sand and gold fields is so shallow and clear, but at this time, the frantic autumn wind blows out countless scaly ripples, and the sand at the bottom of the stream has become muddy.

The Qi Nian Qiqi Lips is the closed mantra of twenty years of practice.

The Zen method is silent, and the lips are naturally silent. Only a wisp of breeze flows slowly from between the lips. This wisp of breeze is so gentle, and the compassion is faintly filled with sandalwood.

In the endless autumn wind, find the gentleness of the spring breeze. This is the ability to close the mantra. The light sandalwood and the refreshing taste of the wind do not blend together, and they are blindly calm.

The Dharma is silent, not really silent.

Listen to the thunder in a silent place, and there is a thunderous Buddha roar, which is contained in the sandalwood slowly sent by the breeze, like a rainstorm always accumulating in a thick cloud like cotton.

When the thick clouds suddenly dispersed, there will be torrential rain, thunder rumbling, and the roar of the Buddha will suppress Jun Mo on this desolate wilderness, and at the same time notify the monks in the hanging temple on the peak.

Breathing is the most frequently performed and forgotten movement of the human body, so it is natural and fast. In the Buddha's house, breathing is also a measure of time, which is extremely short.

While breathing, seven thoughts activated the great supernatural powers of the Buddha School. Who can be faster than him?

Jun Mo's sword is faster than breathing, faster than the autumn wind, faster than the rainstorm, without a breath of time, just a blink of an eye, it came to Qi Nian's body, in front of his eyes, in front of his lips!

This iron sword actually seems to be faster than the sound it didn't make!

Jun Mo's sword came one foot in front of Qi Nian.

Jun Mo's sword is Jun Mo.

Qin Nian naturally came one foot in front of Jun Mo.

Starting from Liu Bai, earth-shaking changes have taken place in the swordsmanship of the world. The lonely and invincible Juggernaut can only really think about turning that day over and die.

But the true meaning of his swordsmanship remained in the world, and began to shine in the hands of many people. The disciples of Jiange, Ning Que, and Ye Hongyu all had Liubai swords in their hands.

The person who is most qualified to inherit Liu Bai's kendo, and may even go further, is of course Jun Mo. He is Liu Bai's strongest opponent in kendo in this life, and he is naturally also a confidant.

Sangsang can't avoid a foot in front of Liu Bai, and can only connect with his own world, so how many people can avoid a foot in front of Jun Mo? At least Qi Nian can't do it.

Qinian knew that he couldn't avoid this sword, so from the beginning, he hadn't thought about avoiding this sword, he just breathed lightly towards the iron sword.

The gentle breeze comes from the beautiful spring, but it is condensed by the endlessly killing the autumn wind, during which there is the true meaning of Buddhism, and the cycle of rebirth of all things withered, can kill all the killing in the world.

Jun Mo's iron sword cannot advance because he cannot pierce the cycle of life.

The frontal sword couldn't fall. He turned his wrist, and the iron sword and the wisp of breeze walked away at the touch of a touch. In the air without a trace of autumn wind, it flipped abruptly, and the sword slashed straight to Qi Nian's neck.

The iron sword broke the wind and howled, Qi Nian's eyes suddenly brightened, like a jewel on a Buddha statue, he still can't avoid this sword, so he still can't avoid it. The previous fit was better than the right hand in front of him. I don't know when When he came to the face, the three fingers naturally hung lightly, and the **** seemed to be untouched, like a flower of nothingness, facing the sword.

The iron sword is wide and thick. It has no edge, but it has an edge. The invisible flower held between the fingers of the seven thoughts has a quiet Zen intent. This flower is not a flower on the earth, even in the spring breeze. The sword is hard to fall.

The iron sword was gently held by Qi Nian's fingers.

Jun Mo retracts the sword. This action seems simple, but in fact it represents an extremely shocking state. He can just walk away in his fingers, regardless of the false and the truth. How many people in the world can do it ?

The frontal Shijian returned without success, Jun Mo's expression remained calm, his right sleeve flicked, and he stepped forward to the right. The iron sword held in his left hand was swept behind him by the sleeve wind, and then he patted Qi Nian's cheek with his backhand. under.

A sword is forward, and the other is a sword. Anyway, it's a sword, depending on how you can block it.

Seven thoughts couldn't stop it, they had to be hard-wired, the light of the Buddha appeared, and the Fudo Ming Dharma body once again appeared in the wilderness, and then in an instant it converged into his body, and was never seen.

Invisible does not mean that it does not exist. The Dharmakaya of King Fudo Ming was taken back by the seven thoughts. From this moment on, it is no longer the Dharmakaya outside of the body, but the body is like the Dharma body. His body is as strong as a diamond.

The iron sword fell heavily on Qi Nian's cheek.

There was a crisp sound, like a slap in the face.

A very clear red mark appeared on Qi Nian's cheek, which really looked like a slap in the face.

Then his face swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the nine strongest teeth were slapped off, shattered into debris, and filled his mouth with blood flowing from the corners of his lips.

The body is as immovable as the Dharma body of King Ming, as strong as the King Kong? As long as it’s not for the first person in the scriptures to become a Buddha, and to really become a King Kong, there is no reason that Jun Mo’s sword cannot be broken.

Qinian feels very painful and feels very humiliated.

He is a walking buddha, and is recognized as a strong man in the realm of life, but today, he is defeated by his contemporaries, Jun Mo, in such an almost contemptuous way, how can he not be humiliated?

Because of the pain and humiliation, his Zen mind was difficult to settle, and he began to tremble, and the corners of his **** lips began to twitch, and the breeze blowing from his lips was unsustainable, scattered into a ball to protect the front door.

Although he was very angry, he clearly knew that if he didn't cover the most dangerous face door, Jun Mo's next sword would most likely slap his head into pieces.

Jun Mo did not continue to attack, because the three elders of the Discipline Academy were ready to take action behind Qi Nian at this time. He just wanted to break into the mountain and didn't want to stay here for a long time.

The blood-colored monk's clothes floated slightly, and Jun Mo rose into the air, stepping on the top of Zhong Qi Nian's head with his right foot, and violently interrupted the second closed mantra he was preparing, and fell among the three elders of the Discipline Academy.

The three elders of the Discipline Academy sit in three places to form a character shape. The distance between them is exactly the same, which is the standard number of three to three, which coincides with the Buddhist philosophy.

The elder with the highest cultivation level sits in front of the direction leading down to the peak, that is, before Jun Mo's road. If Jun Mo wants to go up the mountain, he must pass this person before Qi Nian turns around.

The one who came before the elder was the iron sword.

The elder of the Academy of Discipline had a weak expression, and the rosary in his hand was glowing, so he dragged the iron sword.

The other two elders began to recite the scriptures.

Jun Mo stretched out his hand to hold the iron sword, and the rosary suddenly broke and turned into a sky full of prayer beads.

The elders of the Discipline Academy stopped drinking in unison.

The rosary burst instantly and Buddha's prestige enveloped the wilderness.

Jun Mo flew up, stepped on the top of the elder's head, leaped high, and then landed on the ground in the distance.

He just rushed over unreasonably.

The magical powers in those beads fell on him.

The elder of the Discipline Academy looked at Jun Mo, who was swept forward at high speed in the wilderness, and looked at the new blood flowing out of him, knowing that he must have been severely injured, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

Without a real sword, just left?

How would you rather be injured than stop for a fight?

Is this still that arrogant Jun Mo?

In the desolate wilderness, the blood-colored monk's clothes fluttered in the autumn breeze. Jun Mo was like a horror. Taking advantage of the vitality of the world, he swept to the extreme distance in an instant and rushed towards the mountain.

He is still that proud Jun Mo.

But he is just confident, never conceited.

No matter what kind of powerful enemy he encounters, he will not be afraid, anyway, he will pass by with a sword.

But if he is in need, he can ignore his pride temporarily.

He is going to grab the chessboard, he has to grab the peak while Qi Nian and the three commandment elders are not in the peak, all he needs is time, and everything else .

Of course, this does not mean that he will not care about the injury he suffered today, but he will talk about the future things later.

On the battlefield in the future, he believes that he will meet Qi Nian, and the first seat of the three precepts. Anyway, he will meet again, and he will naturally come again.

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