Omnipresent God of War Chapter 570: Falling down
In silence, the white torrent quickly rushed towards Wei He.
Before the others could land, they were rushed up face-to-face by a large white mist, and the whole body was wrapped in the mist.
Countless virtual mists seemed to sense the huge qi in his body, frantically trying to penetrate his pores and neutralize all the qi.
Under the huge osmotic pressure, the Zhen Qi inside Wei He also tried to rush out, pouring into the almost extinct vacuum environment of Zhen Qi outside.
But under the action of the **** of gravity, Wei He forcibly locked the zhenqi and closed the skin pores.
Under the defense of thick skin, Wei He's body surface has become indistinguishable from ordinary people.
The only thing you need to pay attention to is to prevent the external virtual fog from entering the body.
He opened his eyes and looked around in the mist.
There is nothing in the mist.
Boom.
Wei He landed on both feet and stood steadily.
That is to say, his skin is thick, and every time he breaks through, all he raises is defense.
A thick skin, no matter the density or intensity, far surpasses other people, even surpasses the master.
Otherwise, there is no way to stop the penetration of the virtual fog.
"Brother Wang Xuan!? Where are you? I can't see you anymore." Hanquan's anxious voice came from the mist.
"I'm fine." Wei Hexun approached and took Hanquan's hand. "Come together!"
He hugged the cold spring, and based on his previous sense of direction, he leaped towards the heights.
He is going to see Linglong Tower!
Since Yuan Duzi Master Sister and Master Li Rong are there, most of the people he cares about may be there.
When this kind of danger comes, naturally you have to be with your family, teachers, and friends for the first time.
As for the cold spring, if the fog hadn't swept through before, he might be able to rest assured, but now the situation is unknown, and no one knows what will happen next.
So just take it away.
In the imperial palace, Wei He quickly borrowed his strength and kept leaping and rushing outside the palace.
Soon, the white mist around slowly faded away.
But Wei He didn't dare to be careless at all.
Because in the perception of the real world level, this mist has not only disappeared, it has also become thicker.
He can only turn off his super senses completely, and rush towards Linglong Tower just like an ordinary person.
On the road passing by a number of military camps, there is a mess in the camp, all traces of broken star formations and military formations.
Many people are carrying corpses with a dull expression, and they are moving outwards.
All the surviving places along the way are ordinary sergeants who have not entered true blood.
The mist came so suddenly that many people didn't have time to prepare and were swept by.
Then the true qi leaked out, and the physique couldn't adapt to the lack of true qi, and he was thirsty and died.
Sorrowful and bleak wailing in the military camps.
How strong the previous big moon was, how miserable it was now.
The appearance of blood organs increased the amount of true blood in Da Yue.
Now, these true-blood nobles all suffocated to death in an instant.
A large number of middle and upper-level officers and officials died, causing the order of the Great Moon Imperial City to almost collapse.
The sergeant's cultivation base is degraded, and his emotions are extremely anxious, and he is no longer restrained by the officers. The upper real blood is almost dead.
Naturally, the turmoil began...
Wei He took the cold spring from the city to the outskirts, the outskirts, and the pass. This is what we saw.
There was chaos everywhere, and many camps that were supposed to be garrisoned soldiers were already empty, and all the people inside ran away.
Many sergeants were emotionally exploded and even rioted and fought each other. The fight was a mess, with heavy casualties.
It's a pity that if there is time, Wei He will not hesitate to take care of it, but at this time he is eager to find Master Sister and Master Li Rong, and find his wife and children.
No time to bother about it at all.
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The extreme east of the big moon.
The towering cyan mountains are endless. Like a giant lying on his side.
Between the mountains and forests, a fuzzy phantom flickered rapidly, and every time it flickered, it disappeared from a distance of hundreds of meters.
In the turquoise mountain range, there is a white waterfall that flows straight down.
Modo, dressed in yellow, suddenly appeared on one side of the bank.
One side of the waterfall is a gray-black rock wall tens of meters high.
Modo looked up at the mountain wall, where a line of writing was engraved on it.
‘Zen mind is like dust, without self and nothing. ’
The color of the handwriting is like cinnabar, and a lot of weeds have grown on the edges. Obviously it has been for many years.
"What are you doing? Modo?" Below the rock wall, a figure suddenly flashed like green smoke.
That was a black-skinned old monk who was tall and thin as a bamboo pole.
"Kongnian, I haven't seen you for decades, you are still the same..." Modo's face was calm, looking at the people coming.
"If you are here, you want to enter the ancestral court to avoid natural disasters, then please go back." The old monk Kongnian also said calmly. Looking straight into Modo's eyes without evasive.
"The ancestors gathered the power of the entire ancestral court to help you ascend to the realm of the great master. I am afraid that you will come back to deal with me and so on."
Modo smiled.
"Daomen pressured the world back then, natural disasters swept through, and the world redefined the rules, and it has also been weakened today.
Now there is nothing more than a new round of reincarnation. My Buddha is compassionate. I should know the truth of the heavens and the earth, and go back and forth. Is there any truth about things that are eternal and immortal? "
He doesn't look at the ugly face of the other person.
"Whether it is wealth or accumulation, it's just a dream."
"What the **** do you mean!?" Kong Nian looked at the other person's smiling and plain face, suddenly panicking a little.
"Princess, meditation, diligence, patience, precepts, generosity. In the six degrees, who else can remember the Buddhism today?" Modo shook his head slightly.
"If I leave, no matter how I change, the ancestral court will eventually send people out to redefine the method."
He looked at each other seriously.
"Unfortunately, the true meaning of my Buddha was never passed on by force. The world has changed greatly, and the Zen intent is eternal. Leave the foreign objects and vacation come true. Now, it is a good time!"
"Do you...do you think!?" Kong Nian's expression changed, as if thinking of something.
Modo didn't say much, just walked straight toward the rock wall.
The huge rock wall was slowly separated from it, cracks of tens of meters split open with huge vibrations.
A golden three-eyed Buddha statue with a height of thirty meters is exposed inside.
Kunnian's lips moaned, trying to say something, but couldn't say anything.
He knew before that as early as many years ago, Modo began to wander around, and opened altars everywhere, leaving behind a lot of fire.
These fires are ordinary monks in the temple, and most of them are those who have no martial arts.
He preached that Buddhism should focus on Dharma, not Martial Arts. It is claimed that Buddhism today has deviated from its original direction and reduced to a pure martial arts sect.
After being suppressed by the ancestral court, Modo used the excuse of the friction with the Dingyuan Emperor, and abdicated to the virtuous, no longer paying attention to Buddhism affairs. Fix the law behind closed doors.
At the time, he thought that Modo had given up, and there was no shortage of such Buddhist schools in the ancestral court, but after all, they were weak, compared to the penance of upholding Buddhist principles all day long.
The Buddhism school spends time and drinks every day, unscrupulously, do whatever you want, and enjoy freely. These are two extremes.
It's just that no one thought that Modo was waiting here.
It turns out that the world has changed dramatically. Did he anticipate it many years ago?
Kong Nian's old face is shaking, he has guessed what Modo is going to do...
He is not afraid of death, but wants to correct the future path of Buddhism before death.
And Ancestral Court is the biggest obstacle that hinders him from correcting the future.
The former Buddhism has long been reduced to a puppet chasing fame and wealth.
In the distance between the sky and the earth, a white line is emerging rapidly, rushing towards here.
That is boundless, infinite pure white mist.
Rumble.
In the rock wall, in front of the three-eyed Buddha.
Modo turned and looked at the outside world, as if he saw an ocean of pure white mist that was approaching quickly.
He smiled slightly, turned his back to the three-eyed Buddha, and sat down cross-legged.
"Let everything start from this moment."
Crack...
The surface of the three-eyed Buddha statue slowly cracked, and countless gold powder fell.
"Modo!!!"
The Buddha statue tens of meters high roared with anger, clenched the Buddha stick in his hand, and slammed it down towards Modo from top to bottom.
Boom! ! !
The endless white mist wind poured into the cracks, sweeping everything and submerging everything.
The last thing Kongnian saw was Modo clasping his hands together, closing his eyes and chanting.
He and the huge three-eyed Buddha statue behind him were swallowed instantly.
Countless white mists rushed into the underground along the tunnel behind the three-eyed Buddha statue, and quickly entered the real underground altar of the ancestral courtyard.
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Fuyin Mountain.
Da Yue Royal Tomb.
The largest mausoleum is the future cemetery built for himself by Emperor Dingyuan.
This huge mausoleum that has been built for more than ten years has now been transformed into a huge underground palace.
In other words, it is a huge underground palace in itself.
It's just that it was renamed Linglong Tower at this time, and the surrounding inside and outside were coated with a thick layer of special materials.
The front entrance of the mausoleum is a huge Tai Chi pattern with a perfect circle and two colors of yin and yang.
At this time, in the entire Tai Chi picture, there are exactly two holes in and out of the yin and yang fish.
The slender stone ladder extends from bottom to top to connect the two entrances and exits.
The entire Tai Chi picture is more than 50 meters high, and the surface shows a silky jade-like luster.
Yuan Duzi stood at the entrance of Yin Yu, wearing a black dress, looking into the distance.
"Relying solely on airtightness will not last long. I have tested that the virtual fog is not harmful to ordinary people, but it is as fatal and poisonous to people who enter the real blood."
Standing beside her were Emperor Dingyuan, Xiao Fuyue, several marshals of the army, the three ancestors of Xuanmiaozong, and three masked men and women of Yuanxi tide, and so on.
There are not many people present, but they all have one thing in common, that is, they are all masters.
Regardless of real power or real blood.
"The star array relies on infuriating energy to operate, it is useless. The military array is the same." Ding Yuan Emperor frowned.
"So we must use physical objects, which can isolate the virtual fog! Build a protective space." Yuan Duzi said in a deep voice, "As long as we give us time and adapt slowly, we can always adapt to the composition of the virtual fog and adjust ourselves."
"All we lack is time!"
"Can we really succeed?" Emperor Ding Yuan asked with complicated eyes. He never expected that he would have such a day of cooperation with Yuan Duzi.
"I don't know." Yuan Duzi smiled and gently removed the veil. "But I don't want to stop struggling and just live and die like this."
She gently stretched out her hand, loosened the black veil, and let it fly in the wind, descending down the high altitude.
"Is the blood pool ready?" she asked softly.
"Everything is ready." A person from the tide stepped forward and replied. "But you are the only one who can operate the blood pool... Isn't this a bit too risky?"
"Then you have a better way?" Yuan Duzi looked back at her.
"There are a lot of people here, many people who are important to you and me. Whether it is for them or for ourselves, it is nothing more than a fight."
She turned around and looked at the whiteness that slowly emerged between the sky and the earth in the distance.
"What's more, in this world, no one can kill me without paying the price."
"Natural disasters, no way!"
Suddenly~IndoMTL.com~ countless white mists rushed towards the Tai Chi picture like a tide.
The toxic mist is getting closer and closer.
Everyone stepped back into the entrance.
"Blood!"
Two golden glows light up in the center of Yuan Duzi's pupils. Several masters behind him urged for luck at the same time.
Wow! !
Countless silvery white blood water sprayed out from the entrance, and under the action of vigor, it turned into countless silver droplets, flying and scattering in the air.
"Dharmakaya."
"Black Seal Kunpeng!!!"
Yuan Duzi jumped and rushed into the rain of blood, his whole body suddenly torn and swelled.
In an instant, a huge giant bird over a hundred meters long spread its wings, roaring, and rushing towards the wave of imaginary mist.