Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 204: You are not me

Shen Lian sighed softly. He told Chao Xiaoyu and asked her to wait for him in Liuli Pure Land, but she came after all.

If it were Gu Weiwei, she would definitely listen to him.

This is the difference between them, it's hard to say who is better.

Shen Lian said to Zhao Feng: "I have a sword here, and ask my cousin to take it for me to Xuanwu Lake outside the city."

I saw an extra long sword in Shen Lian's hand, about three feet three, with a pure scabbard and restrained sharpness. It was the Yuantu Sword.

Zhao Feng said: "Okay."

He had a lot to ask, but in the end he didn't ask anything, just accepted it.

Zhao Feng originally thought that the Yuan Slaughter Sword would be very heavy, but in fact it was very light, like a handful of clouds of smoke, which could fly away at any time. He walked to Xuanwu Lake outside the city, and Shen Lian's last warning echoed in his ears, "If anyone stops you, draw your sword and cut it."

And Shen Lian remains in place, like a statue.

Actually, he is using the supreme greatness to suppress the entire Jiuyou, wrestling with the Dizang silently.

This is much more dangerous than the fighting method on the bright side, but it shows no trace.

"On the strength of strength, the Xuandu is not as good as the Ksitigarbha. Shen Lian is all alone." Zhen Yuanzi said to Guan Zi.

They were in the clouds of smoke above the city of God, seeing everything underneath in their eyes.

Guan Zizai frowned and said: "At this point in time, is there any way Shen Lian can interfere with humanitarianism?"

Zhen Yuanzi said: "Let’s see the result of Maitreya’s struggle with Chao Xiaoyu."

Guan Zi looked at Zhao Feng, who was running with a sword in the city, and said, “It’s not so easy to send the Yuan Slaughter Sword to Xuanwu Lake.” She took out the willow branches in the clean bottle, and wanted to sway the Yangzhi nectar. .

Jin Yuanzi blew his sleeves and gave birth to a strong wind, pressing back the branches that came out of the bottle.

"What does Daxian mean?" Guan Zizai asked.

Zhen Yuanzi whispered: "Look at the Bodhisattva carefully."

Guan Zizao continued to look inside the city. Under Fa's eyes, he finally saw a strangeness. It turned out that the city of God was actually out of reach. Shen Lian's profound technique was so mysterious, she almost didn't notice it.

She said: "Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun is still in it, and it depends on whether he can wake up in time."

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and said: "Yang Jian is confused, he has gone to the gate of heaven, hey..."

Guan Zi showed a strange brilliance in his eyes, and then sighed: "As soon as the gate of heaven comes out, the situation becomes more chaotic."

Zhen Yuanzi glanced slightly and said, "This is also an opportunity."

The Bodhisattva said nothing, knowing that Zhenyuanzi was tempted by the gate of heaven after all, but who could not be tempted?

She looked at the mortal dust and saw that Shen Lian did not move, but it made her feel more and more terrifying.

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Zhao Feng was walking swiftly on the street with a long sword. He had some success in training, so even if some places were crowded, he was forced to pass. Just crossing a crowded and bustling street, I entered a sparsely populated alley, not far from leaving the city.

Suddenly a person appeared in front of him, saying: "Father, I found you."

The appearance of the visitor is five points similar to Zhao Feng, and he is his son.

The man stepped forward, seeming to be coming to hold Zhao Feng.

When Zhao Feng saw his beloved son, he was in a daze, then he immediately became sober, drew out the long sword, and accurately pierced the heart of the incoming person.

"Father, why?" The man seemed unconvinced.

Zhao Feng said coldly: "You are not my son, otherwise, how can I recognize me now, I am obviously thirty years younger."

The man's eyes dimmed and he said, "What is father talking about, where are you thirty years younger."

Zhao Feng couldn't help but wonder, and withdrew the long sword, the sword body was clear, showing his appearance, clearly a dreadful old man. He was shocked, did he really kill the wrong thing.

He was at a loss and hugged the other person, but the other person had already held his breath, and blood dripped on his shirt.

Zhao Feng was inexplicably sad and angry, picked up his son's body, and walked back and forth. He wanted to ask Shen Lian what was going on.

Not long after, Zhao Feng turned around, and Shen Lian still sat in the same place.

Zhao Feng said: "Shen Lian, my son is dead."

Shen Lian slowly opened his eyes and said, "You are still back."

Zhao Feng said angrily: "I listened to you, but killed my child."

Shen Lian said calmly: "Where is your child?"

Zhao Feng said: "In my arms."

He was shocked suddenly, there was no child in his arms, it was a piece of rotten wood. He was also stained with moss.

He still looked at himself with a long sword, clearly still looking like a young man.

Zhao Feng said in amazement: "How could this happen."

Shen Lian said: "When the fake is true, it is true and false. There is nothing in inaction. Your magic is much better than before. Come out."

Zhao Feng was a little puzzled, and then heard the gentle footsteps, very rhythmic, which matched the sound of the river nearby.

Another person came over to face the sunset, not seeing how old he was, dressed as a scribe.

Regardless of whether the ground is clean, the scribe sat cross-legged in front of Shen Lian and said: "It's not easy to feel miscalculated."

Shen Lian moved his eyebrows and said: "You are very happy now~IndoMTL.com~ The scribe smiled and said: "Very happy. "

Shen Lian said: "You are not afraid to wait for me to free up, so that you will never be happy."

Scribe: "Do you think I'm afraid."

Shen Lian smiled suddenly, and said: "Is it true that you are anamorphic, or he is in the sky? I can't tell for a while."

The scribe leisurely said: "The demon is at ease, there is no fixed personality, so there is no difference."

Shen Lian said: "Do you know why you are not as good as me?"

The scribe did not answer immediately, and after a while he said: "Because I have no heart?"

Shen Lian shook his head and said, "Our attitudes towards life are actually quite similar. This is why I have always had a special attitude towards you, but in fact I have one point to beat you, and that is also You will never reach the place."

The scribe curiously asked: "What the **** is it?"

Shen Lian smiled and said: "There is only one reason, and that is that you are not me."

This seems ridiculous, but the scribe sighed and said: "It is true."

He understands what Shen Lian means, no matter how powerful he is, in the past years, Shen Lian is the real protagonist, even if he let Chao Xiaoyu fall this time, Shen Lian is still Hun Yuan Wuji, the most The person who is likely to transcend time and destiny is still Shen Lian, and this will never change.

Even if he was out of breath for a while, he couldn't change the established facts.

Shen Lian has no words anymore, a faint black mysterious light appears around him, that is the breath of Jiuyou.

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Chao Xiaoyu was unstoppable from the beginning, and turned into the precarious situation now. Maitreya's tall and stalwart Dharma body exudes the solemn Dharma intent of heaven and earth. His unremarkable palm is exactly the palm of the Buddha's unique Tathagata.

Countless spaces were crushed, and the mighty palm power fell on Chao Xiaoyu.