Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 674: Peerless will, a scholar in the temple
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"Anytime!"
At the same time as Zhang Fan said this. mFree Internet Novel Expert)) The two stars, Xingzun and Xingjun, also received credit at the same time, but they saw two pieces of life source magical treasure turned into two stars, and fell into the hands of both of them.
"Hum!"
Seeing the satisfaction of both of them, the great wild demon hummed incomprehensiblely, disdainfully.
Xing Zun ignored the couple of them, but turned around and nodded and smiled at Zhang Fan, looking at the sapphire gourd above his head, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Zhang Fan also nodded to him, and immediately took a move. In a short time, the starlight was radiant, the sapphire gourd turned around in the starry sky, and the whale swallowed the gourd mouth of infinite star power.
In an instant, with a "boom", the huge sapphire gourd collapsed and reverted to 365 emerald green gourds, suspended in the air.
At this time, Zhang Fan swings with big sleeves, like a series of emerald green pearls. Put all the sapphire gourds in your sleeves.
"Okay, let’s go!"
"Oh, it’s really unpleasant to be tortured again!"
Shu Tuntian sighed, his face bitter. It's not just him who made these expressions, almost at the same time, except for Long Fuhai and Xingjun, the other Nascent Soul real people who have been here last time, simultaneously showed a strange face.
The feeling is not fear, but a little helpless.
"Brother Shu, what do you mean?"
Zhang Fan asked curiously.
"Brother." Shu Tuntian patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder, and hesitantly said: "Wait you will understand."
"Oh!"
The Zhang Fan is thoughtful, but it is not too concerned. It is not difficult to know from the expressions of Shu Tuntian and others. The test in the front will definitely not be painful, but obviously there is not much danger. Otherwise it would not be so.
"Go!"
"Boom~"
At this very moment, several meteors crossed the sky, bringing out a dazzling light tail, transcending the boundless beauty in the starry sky, and approaching the starlight channel, suddenly exploding, and in an instant, the infinite glory spread , There is the light of stars. With the power of flame, if the sun and the moon are shining brightly, the surrounding areas will be as bright as the daytime.
Under the glare of the meteor fire and rain, the starlight corridor is a quiet, no trace of people, only eight streamers, disappearing into the distance along the corridor, gradually covered by the nebula, and goodbye is not real.
......
"Bang!"
The misty and gorgeous, radiant, fluttering, indescribable dreamy beauty, but eight streamers, slamming down, splashing the sky of stardust, fainting a large star.
"Is this right?"
dust settled, and Long Fuhai's incredible voice came out.
It's not just him, but Zhang Fan is looking around, and his face is full of weird looks.
At this time, the star they are in is always a constant light among the three stars. As if the universe was ruined, I was the one that stood still.
Previously, these three stars seemed to be following a certain trajectory, rotating around the nebula, and never stopped.
But when I got a closer look, it was not so.
This star is like the eyes of this starry sky. The starlight channel is like the eyes that have always condensed on everyone. Regardless of the rotation, the end of this starlight channel is always on this constant light star. on.
If you don’t want to look like Shutongtian’s shank, you have no choice but to set foot here.
Now that everyone has ascended to this star, they find that it looks very beautiful from a distance, and it has a personified Spirit Transformation light. After landing, it seems to be particularly disappointing.
On the huge stars, there is no lush forest, hustle and bustle of mortals, but nothing even the most basic flowing soil and so on, as far as I can see, it is a purple-gold color cold light belonging to metal attribute, giving people The feeling is like a star gold that has been magnified countless times, and is composed entirely of metal attribute.
That's all. It's cold and hard, but it's not a beauty. Just on this star, there are countless holes in it, just like a tiankeng.
In these sky pits, the small feet can bury the ankles, and the big one is Shu Tuntian illusion into a real body, or the roof can be buried, seeing its horror.
Looking around, boundless and boundless, it is such a landform, and it feels like this star. In these countless years, it has been hit by meteors from time to time, and it has only been so devastated.
No one responded to Long Fuhai’s mumbled grumble, but it was his own, his expression calmed down, and he no longer looked like hell.
With his general response, there are Zhang Fan and others, and everyone looked back from all directions at the same time, simultaneously looked towards the sky.
A moment ago, when the voice of Long Fuhai just fell, Zhang Fan looked around, and there was a will. It emerged out of thin air, shrouded in the entire star, everywhere, without holes, as if it were the world itself, irresistible and unrebellious.
"What is this?"
As soon as this question arises in Zhang Fan’s mind, Shu Tiantian murmured in his ear and said, “It’s finally here, more than a hundred years...”
Following the voice, one is faint and inaudible. Then there is a sudden change in the sky, and no time to listen.
"Boom Boom~"
The sky is confusing mist, the sky and stars that splashed up a moment ago, as soon as the coming will gather, it will transform into a palace palace and a mirage.
In a dimly beautiful wheel, the voice that belongs to the will itself will be heard directly in the minds of everyone.
"The creation of the heaven and the earth, overriding the lives of all beings, has achieved the supremacy of the law, and has done everything in the world. painstakingly cultivated ! "
In this voice, with the vicissitudes and long distances of the wild world, there is the uniqueness of the people who have reached the top. Between words, there is no difference, and the heart of the arrogant group is revealed.
With such a tone, if you change someone else and change your place, you will speak in front of a crowd of Nascent Soul real people on the court, but it's awesome. But at this time, it is to make everyone stunned, as if in a short sentence, you can see the billions of years of painstakingly cultivated, standing on top of the wonderful life.
"If you speak a word, you are a heavenly constitution; if you speak the law, you are the heavenly rule!"
"Right or wrong; right or wrong; right or wrong; no matter how easy or rugged... but ask, is my heart firm? If it is firm, even if it is astray, with iron core. Through it, it is also grand way! No It’s tough, it’s a smooth journey, it’s hard to reach the top, and you can watch the infinite scenery at the peak of danger.”
"And ask, is Ru Xinjian?"
The last sound resounded like morning bells and drums, and like the opening of the Tianmen cave, and the countless lights and shadows in front of me were changing from place to place, and the stars in countless tiankengs suddenly changed into other shapes.
"Is your heart strong?"
Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled. When he was in the central sword territory, he tried this test in his heart. If there is any difference, it is the kind of overbearing arrogance that will not violate the will, not the master of sword territory. Comparable.
A single idea can form a real infection, which makes a group of Nascent Soul real people immersed in it. Looking at the leopard, its power is terrible, and I want to wake up in the test of conscience and make my own balance. The choice is impossible.
Only mind and heart can make a choice.
"Boom!"
The thunder on the dry land, the idea of Zhang Fan suddenly went away. This away, not from fleshly body, but in a moment, all gathered into the deepest heart.
In an instant, more than a hundred years of experience flashed through my mind like a beacon, leaving every bit of it in my head, the deepest part of my mind, divine soul, in the dark and condensed, and suddenly fell asleep.
The only thing left is more than a hundred years of experience, like a brick and tile, the heart that is shaped step by step, like a most dazzling diamond, suddenly polished and bright, exuding a charming brilliance, instant skill, through the infinite The time and space fell into another world.
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Deep mountains and dense forests with winding paths; low shrubs and old tree roots.
A student, carrying a book bag and holding a book, even if it is hot and bored, even if the mosquito bites, it is all condensed, all the mind, all in the hand, the book is muttered, and it is also chanting and reading.
Student Fang Qiang was a poor student, full of poems and books, unwilling to do Tian Shelang, care about the fight against rice; unwilling to do yin and yang for sword and pen officials.
One wish, but reading poems and books, apart from books, no matter whether it is beautiful clothes or power money, he is not in his eyes.
In the jungle winding path, you can't release the roll, the sky is already dark, and there are more lead clouds. The strong wind before the rain makes the jungle sway.
"It's going to rain!"
The scholar looked at the sky indifferently, looked back and touched the book pocket behind him, and pondered a bit, as if afraid that the scroll in it would get wet, he turned and walked down the mountain path to a room not far away Walk in the small temple.
The dilapidated mountain temple is full of old tile roofs. It’s such a broken temple that can’t even be counted as a place for standing cones, but the scholar nodded with satisfaction. IndoMTL.com~ picked some firewood, When the temple was on fire, with warmth in mind, he lay on his back and held it in his hands.
At the time, outside the temple, tossed about by wind and rain, there was a whizzing sound in the hall, half of it was dry, half of it was soaked in water, and there was a cold wind through the hall, blowing in the hand, the cold hair standing upright, the wind cold into the body.
All these things seem to be absent in the eyes of scholars, shaking their heads and shaking their brains as if they are reading to a wonderful place, and they can no longer contain foreign objects in their eyes.
"Young son~~~"
At this very moment, a soft voice sounded. Only when the sound was in the ears, there was a sweet smell from the scholar's side.
No matter the voice or the breath, the scholar was unheard of, until a small white hand sculpted with red yarn, like a sheep fat white jade, rested on his shoulder, wearing Dancome’s bright red and charming nails He only looked up impatiently when he crossed the scholar's cheek.
Suddenly, the fragrant wind flew up, and the red clouds drifted past. The sound was like a moaning murmur, the snow white wrapped in red yarn, and his face lifted.
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