Nightfall Chapter 127: Qizhi
A firework illuminates the dimly lit underground field.
A cloud of smoke cut open the surface of the field, and quickly extended towards the giant mountain ahead.
In the front of the smoke and dust is Jun Mo. He took advantage of the vitality of the sky and the earth to sweep by the wind, and the iron sword broke the wind silently in front of him, just like a real sword, moving forward at an unimaginable speed.
The fireworks are a warning sign, and the alarm bells in the giant peak are loud. Numerous monks rushed out of the temple and came to the mountain path, preparing to lay an incomparable large array of Dharma to suppress the invading enemies.
Jun Mo, who became a sword, is so fast, even faintly faster than the light that fires into the giant peaks. Before the Buddhist formation was completed, he had already reached the foot of the mountain.
Qiushan was silent, and the green bamboos on both sides of the mountain road suddenly shook. With a flower in front of the monks, they saw Jun Mo come to the field and saw the iron sword in his hand.
The monks in the Xuankong Temple shot, Jun Mo naturally shot his sword, he came too fast, and the Buddha formation on the mountain road between the peaks was not completed, so he unreasonably forcibly rushed past!
It wasn't until this time that the autumn wind blew up and whizzed back and forth between the bamboo forest and the mountain road. There were dozens of blood stains on the green bamboo joints, which looked like red tears.
Regardless of whether the blood stained with the green bamboo belongs to the monk or Jun Mo, he has entered the depths of the giant peak and is rushing on his own path, his gentleman's way.
Jun Mo's gentleman's way must first reason with the enemy. If you don't listen, then run over. In the wilderness under the mountain, he has already talked a lot with Xuankong Temple. Since Xuankong Temple does not listen, Then he naturally wouldn't continue talking pedantically, just crush it directly.
Qinian and the third elders of the Discipline Academy, this fashion rushed back in the wilderness, the strong men in the monasteries of the peaks did not have time to react, and Jun Mo crushed them all the way.
He held an iron sword in his hand and slammed directly on the cliff, covered in blood.
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The edges of the tiankeng are all steep cliffs. The cliffs cut extremely deep cuts in the wasteland, and then stretch to meet in the distance, which is extremely shocking.
In the wilderness, the autumn wind did not rise, and the green leaves of the lonely linden tree not far away were still clustered and motionless, but there was a cloud of smoke in the direction of the cliff.
The so-called smoke and dust are actually just in the space next to the cliff wall, there are countless dust and gravel moving at an unimaginable high speed, which looks like countless extremely thin threads.
As long as the cliff is, the smoke and dust will be as long as thousands of miles. It has no beginning and no end in sight. It surrounds the world under the cliff, like a miracle, for some reason it appears.
Thousands of figures can be seen faintly in the smoke and dust. In fact, they are not able to be seen, but because those figures move too fast, even beyond the ability of the naked eye to see things. Those figures can be seen every moment. This kind of illusion can only be produced when countless positions overlap.
Thousands of figures are actually just two people.
Two people chasing constantly.
Suddenly, a melodious bell came from the giant mountain in the distance.
Thousands of miles of smoke and dust on the edge of the cliff suddenly stood still, then slowly fell and returned to the wilderness.
Two people appeared where the smoke fell.
The scholar wearing a cotton-padded jacket, with a cloth belt tied around his waist, and an inconspicuous wooden stick inside, is gentle, dusty but extremely clean. He is the master of the college.
The middle-aged scribe opposite, with a hip flask tied around his waist, is an alcoholic.
Hundreds of thin white threads ooze out from the quilted jacket on the big brother's body. They dragged hundreds of feet away and fluttered gently in the autumn wind. They were very elegant, but they inevitably looked a little strange.
The chase without distance is too fast.
The big brother's quilted jacket is not ordinary, it did not break in such a high-speed movement, but the cotton in the jacket interlayer was squeezed out from the pores of the cotton cloth and became the thinnest cotton thread.
Hundreds of cotton threads are floating behind him. This picture is indeed indescribable, especially as the wind changes, some cotton threads fall on his face, which looks even more funny or cute.
The drinker took off the hip flask and drank endlessly. After so long of chasing without distance, he was still relaxed, but the hand holding the hip flask was slightly trembling.
The big brother watched him drinking, but didn't speak.
When the drunkenness gradually developed and the alcohol addiction was relieved, the alcoholic put down the hip flask, looked at him and said with complex emotions: "Li slowly, you become faster, but you are still not as fast as me."
The big brother smiled gently and said: "Senior didn't chase me."
The alcoholic was silent for a moment, then asked: "Why?"
There are many whys in the world, at least more than 100,000. What he wants to ask at this time is naturally why the academy has to oppose the Buddhism, knowing that this means standing on the side of Haotian.
"I actually ask myself this question sometimes."
Big Brother thought for a while, and then said: "I later wanted to understand, Junior Brother and Haotian were trapped on the chessboard, and they have that kind of relationship, so if we want Junior Brother to come out, we must save Haotian. We don’t want to be enemies with Buddhism, nor are we friends with Haotian, we just want to save people."
For the academy, saving people is always the most important thing. Whether it is saving mankind or saving the younger brother, it must be done in short. As for the pros and cons, we can only temporarily ignore it.
Once you start to consider the pros and cons, the college is no longer a college.
The alcoholic frowned slightly and asked: "What exactly does the college want to do?"
The elder brother smiled and said: "The teacher has the teacher's idea, the disciple has the disciple's plan, what the academy wants to do, or in your opinion is a little nonsense, but it should be interesting."
The drunkard said: "The Buddha also has his plan. He waited for countless years, and finally waited until Haotian was weakened by your academy, and waited until she and ordinary people who could die became known, for the human beings that your academy said to represent , This is probably the only and last hope, how can you bear to destroy it?"
The big brother shook his head and said: "The Academy never wanted to represent human beings. We just do what we think is good for humans, and we do it ourselves."
The alcoholic said: "Then why do you want to prevent the Buddha from killing Haotian?"
The big brother said: "First of all, it is the same reason that I said with the seniors. We want to save people. Second, the kingdom of God also has Haotian, so Sangsang can't kill."
Sangsang is Haotian and Haotian is Sangsang, but Sangsang is in the world and Haotian is in the kingdom of God. If these two existences cannot be erased at the same time, then Haotian will never be killed.
The senior brother said again: "In this case, the Buddha Zong killed Sangsang, not only can't kill Haotian, but will let her disperse as a rule, return to the kingdom of God, Haotian will become more powerful." /
This passage sounds a bit difficult to understand, but for people like alcoholics and big brothers, it is very easy to understand, so the college has never figured out why alcoholics should do this.
The alcoholic is silent.
The big brother understood, and sighed and said: "This is the idea of the subject?"
The drunkard looked up at the gray sky and said, "Yes."
Take advantage of the Buddha's calamity, or let Sangsang die, or let Sangsang wake up, no matter what kind of ending, she will be able to return to the Haotian Divine Kingdom. This is the idea of the subject.
"Looking at the subject..."
The big brother found that it was not appropriate to use any words to describe someone like Guanzhu, and said: "It seems that the chessboard may really kill her."
The drunkard said: "There is no doubt that she will die."
This is the judgment of the subject. Although he is now a useless person, no matter the alcoholic or the senior brother, it is clear that his judgment must be accurate.
The big brother quietly looked at the mountain in the distance, then stretched out his hand and pulled out the wooden stick around his waist.
He didn't know how to fight before, so he never brought weapons. Later, in front of Congling, he was forced to learn to fight, so he broke the water scoop that never left.
In the chase with the watcher that year, he picked up a wooden stick on the beach of a small island in the South China Sea. From that day on, this wooden stick became his weapon.
This wooden stick was left by the Master in the world.
The big brother drew out the wooden stick, which means that he is preparing to fight, or in other words, he is preparing to fight hard.
Guardian said that Sangsang must die on the Buddha's chessboard, so Ning Que, who is connected to her life, will naturally die, so as Ning Que's senior, he naturally has to work hard.
The spiritual world knows that everyone in the academy is very good at desperately working hard, and everyone is scared. Not to mention the famous lunatic of the previous generation, and this generation is also the same.
Jun Mo fought desperately, before the army was in trouble, the Yellow River flowed backwards, Yu Lian desperately dared to go straight to the blue sky, dare to cut the rainbow, and to say that the real horror is still the master of the college.
Big brother has a very gentle temperament, he rarely gets angry, let alone desperately, but the more gentle a person is, once he really fights his life, he will be scared.
When the realm of esotericism was at its peak, he was the strongest in the world, but even he had no good way to face the desperate big brothers. At this time, the alcoholics were naturally unwilling to stop them.
The drunkard is sideways, not facing the stick.
The big brother pointed at Jufeng and said: "Senior is not worried that I will leave like this?"
The alcoholic said calmly and confidently: "You are not as fast as I am, I can catch up with you."
The big brother said: "Senior has chased me for three months, and has not caught up."
The drunkard smiled and said, "As long as you don't enter the Xuankong Temple, why should I catch up with you?"
The big brother also smiled and said: "Didn't the predecessors notice that we have been standing opposite each other? That is because I have been backwards. If I turn around, can you still catch up with me?"
The drinker's face changed suddenly.
On the wilderness by the cliff, suddenly the autumn wind roared, and a thunderous sound exploded, and a wave of air blasted out in all directions, forming a huge cavity.
Hundreds of white cotton threads are slowly falling in the wind.
The big brother disappeared without a trace.
The next moment, his figure appeared on the cliff, under the pear tree.
Almost at the same time, Jun Mo also came to the cliff, covered in blood.
Jun Mo nodded as he looked at the senior under the tree.
Senior brothers haven't seen each other for a long time, but at this reunion, they did not reminisce about the past, but looked at somewhere at the same time.
On the ruined temple in the cliff, there is a white pagoda.
In front of the White Tower, there is an old monk sitting cross-legged.
In front of the old monk, there is a chess board.
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(Yesterday I said that there are three chapters today, but I really can’t do it anymore, just one chapter. If my mental state can be better tomorrow, I will try to make up for it, sorry.) (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, more novels Good update faster!)