Nightfall Chapter 159: Zhishou
The rain stopped.
The snow in the sky has also burned out, and it will not fall any more.
The street is quiet, only crying can be heard. .
Chen Pipi is like an aggrieved child, sitting on the ground crying loudly.
He was a child before his father and brothers and sisters.
The reason why he was crying so sad is very complicated, but his father and senior brothers and sisters understand very well, because in this case, what can he do besides crying?
The watcher walked past him with his hand in his hand, without looking at him, and there was no expression on his face.
The big brother said with emotion: "It doesn't matter if you can cry, it won't make you gloomy."
Yu Lian frowned, looked at the other side of the street and said: "We are not dead yet, the college is not dead, why are we crying?"
Guardian is walking slowly, the power from Haotian poured into his body, making him more powerful, but Yu Lian is right, she and the big brother are not dead after all.
As long as you don’t die, this Snow Street battle will not end, and the Academy will still exist.
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The academy must keep the master on this long street in order to keep the formation of the Shocking Array and the city of Chang'an. Unfortunately, the big brother is really bad at fighting and only good at other things.
The clear light of the snowy street fell on his simple and amiable face and the blood-stained old quilted jacket, making him look like a tutor who just finished killing the pig in the countryside.
In fact, he has always been a teacher in Houshan.
Regardless of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or the rhythm of the line, those juniors and juniors who have the highest status in their respective fields are all his disciples. So he has abilities that ordinary people can't match.
Looking at the watcher walking slowly, he is like a teacher who is always accustomed to using chalk as a weapon when he encounters a problem. He naturally thinks of the things he has often touched in these years.
When the big brother thought, there was wind whizzing from the north of the city, rolling up the remnant snow on the street, blowing the ruins of the house on both sides of the street and the collapsed eaves. Flick everything you can encounter.
The tiles vibrated and made a low impact, like a stone bell, and the broken flags of a restaurant fluttered in the cold wind. Hissing, like a broken string, the wind passes through the cracks in the wall. Sobbing like a flute.
These broken, sentimental and sad voices, together, are a song that is like weeping. The song is not melodious, but endless sorrows come to the Lord.
The watcher stopped and looked across the street, his expression condensed slightly, and pointed out.
The big brother reached out to the alleys beside the street, turning countless streets in the south of the city into a vertical and horizontal chess road on the chessboard. He is the master of Yidao beside the chessboard. Instantly cut the meaning into countless pieces.
The watcher rolls his sleeves, messes up those vertical and horizontal chess paths, and then points out.
The big brother let go and threw the stick onto the wet street in front of him.
He doesn't understand the Talisman Dao, so he didn't inherit the Shocking God Formation, but he can use the heaven and earth aura in this formation.
When the stick falls. The thousand-year-old city wall didn't appear on the street again, just made a light snap.
There was also a soft noise in the clouds above Suzaku Avenue.
Then there was a loud noise, countless loud noises.
Countless lightning bolts drilled out of the clouds, and then struck down the long street. Split to the body of the master.
These lightnings are very dense and powerful. Even if the subject uses the distance to enter the space interlayer of the atmosphere of heaven and earth, there is no guarantee that they will not be harmed.
The Lord's figure suddenly became faint, and a bolt of lightning struck the place where he had stood before, and the smoke was filled with smoke and a smell of burnt, but it was empty.
Countless bolts of lightning fell one after another, and the Lord's figure appeared again, and then disappeared, like a clear and indifferent cloud, floating in the thunder and lightning, and could not be caught.
Yu Lian disappeared from the place.
The cicadas screamed again on Long Street, thousands of cicadas screamed.
The wind and snow re-emerged, and the hidden angry cicadas roared in the meantime, like a furious mountain tiger.
The snow accumulated in dozens of streets and alleys is all suspended and poured into Suzaku Avenue.
The world on the street has become a world of wind and snow, and it is difficult to see the pictures inside.
Can only hear the sound of pointing through the air, the sound of lightning slashing, and the more and more screaming cicadas.
The wind and snow are like smoke and dust, and Long Street is a battlefield.
No matter how powerful the lightning and the cicadas are, they still can't suppress the fingertips.
One finger is like an abyss.
One refers to the boundlessness of the sea.
It means to be vertical and horizontal, able to guard everything in the world, and hold everything in the world.
The electric fall gradually slowed down, and the cicada cried gradually mourned.
This long street full of natural horror power is like a leisurely courtyard to the subject.
He wandered out.
The wind and snow are getting quiet.
The last piece of snow drifts past one's own side.
Guanzhu’s left hand broke three fingers.
The blood is dripping down the street.
He glanced at the broken finger.
The blood gradually stopped, and the broken finger was smooth and crystal clear.
He took out the handkerchief, wiped off the blood on his palm, then put it back in his arms and looked across the street.
At some point, Yu Lian reappeared on the street.
She was pale, and although she could not see any obvious injuries, she had suffered a very serious internal injury.
The big brother is covered in blood, exhausted and crumbling.
The outcome is divided.
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Zhishou Temple is the holy place of Taoism.
The name of this Taoist temple is derived from a mantra in Xiling.
Knowing its male and guarding its female, it is Tianxiaxi.
Chen Pipi’s **** finger of the Tianxia River is also named for it.
It can be imagined from this that this set of fingerings has the supreme status of Daomen.
There are a few words like these in the mantra of Xiling's teachings.
Knowing its blackness and keeping its whiteness is the world style.
Know its glory, guard its shame, and be the valley of the world.
This is Haotian's world.
If you can know everything in the world, you can guard everything in the world.
Whether it is power or heart.
This is the true meaning of Zhishou.
The meaning of Guanzhu is not only the **** finger of Tianxia River, but also the style of Tianxia and the valley of Tianxia.
He crossed that threshold many years ago. The real world knows all things, learns through Taoism, the real power is stronger than the lotus, and can be called the strongest Taoist in the thousand years.
Unfortunately, his husband and Master Ke Haoran lived in the same age, and those two people are hard to meet in 10,000 years, so he was forced to stay quiet and low-key for so many years.
There is no Master in the world now. Ke Haoran is no longer there, he is the highest mountain in the world, the most powerful person. He is invincible in the world.
So his finger is the world finger.
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The wind and snow are starting again, but this time the wind and snow come from heaven and earth. Can't kill.
Yu Lian looked at the spectator on the other side of Fengxue, thinking about the scenes she had seen before, the emotions on her face were a bit complicated.
The big brother borrowed the sound of the broken house, the thunder of the streets, and the might of the city to temporarily trap the master. Then she became angry and wanted to kill the opponent, but the situation suddenly changed.
Where the subject's gaze fell, the wound on the severed finger suddenly became jade.
She knew exactly what was going on.
This is the method of the magic sect. Although it is not immortal, it is not far away.
If it weren't the case, her last piece of snow would surely be able to cut the subject's body in half instead of cutting off the other's three fingers.
She looked at this ordinary Taoist. Thinking of that ordinary name, his expression gradually became solemn--the leader of the Dao Sect cultivated the Demon Sect cultivation method more powerfully than his own Sect Master. What kind of person is this?
"This is Haotian's world. I follow Haotian's rules, so all Haotian's rules can be used for me, unless you have the ability to challenge Haotian. Otherwise, you will never be able to defeat me."
The watcher looked at the two people across from Fengxue and said calmly: "You two can cause me so much trouble. It is beyond my imagination and even makes me feel a little admired."
"Lee slowly, if you are not stupid enough to consume too much in these seven days, if you are not stupid enough to not want to learn to fight for decades, or you can try to drag me all the time."
"Lin Wu, if you didn't fight with Xiong Chumo a few days ago, or on the snowy street today, you can really find some chance to kill me, although that possibility is still unlikely."
The master watcher looked at Yu Lian and said: "Since the traitor a thousand years ago, you should be the strongest generation of the demon sect. After 23 years of cultivating the Cicada and the Heavenly Demon Realm, you actually opened up your own world. However, it is a pity that the opponent you met was me, just as I was the strongest in Taoism for thousands of years, but I met your teacher."
The big brother said: "Until the master entered Chang'an, I didn’t know that you were waiting for the passage of time, because the Shocking Formation could not be repaired. This is the time when the formation is the weakest. I really shouldn’t I wasted these seven days with you, but in these seven days, I also learned a few things."
The master asked: "What's the matter?"
The big brother said: "I can catch up with you now."
The Lord watcher said: "I was chasing you a few days ago, but now you are chasing me, what's the point?"
The big brother said: "As long as you can catch up with you, then there is a chance to leave together."
The watcher said: "I understand what you mean. Unfortunately, now that you have been seriously injured, it is difficult for you to catch up with me, and the most important thing is that you have no strength."
He looked at the senior brothers and sisters in the college and said: "Now that I want to come, my admiration for the Master is getting more and more profound. I can actually teach you the brothers and sisters. If you two are the same, I am sure Not your opponents. Fortunately for me, the two of you can't become one person after all."
Yu Lian said: "I want to try if I can exchange two lives for you."
The master watcher said: "Although you said that you have changed into a female body after practicing for 23 years, and you have studied in front of the master seat for many years, you are ultimately the master of the demon sect. It is ridiculous to say this kind of impassionedness."
Yu Lian said: "This has nothing to do with impassionedness, but only with happiness. The teacher has always taught me that I live to find happiness and peace. If I can kill you, I will be very happy."
The subject calmly said: "It is reasonable, so I will not give you this kind of opportunity."
Even if he is invincible in the world, he is unwilling to meet the two powerhouses of the academy in life and death when the victory is set, because there are countless possibilities before life and death.
He entered Chang'an City not to kill, but to destroy the formation.
As long as it can destroy the Shocking Array, this drama will come to an end.
In the wind and snow, the cicada cried suddenly and then gradually converged.
The body of the watcher disappeared in the wind and snow.
The Shocking Array was damaged, and the two of the Academy were seriously injured. No one can stop him anymore.
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