The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 62: Let me explain to you why you can’t beat me
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Yes, that pen with a sense of immortality is the Guancheng pen of the Four Treasures of Yimaozhai Zhenzhai.
The obviously extraordinary inkstone is the dragon tail inkstone of the Four Treasures of Yimaozhai Zhenzhai.
The middle-aged man who looks very ordinary is Liu Shisui, the newest saint of Yimaozhai.
He is also a natural Taoist species, a former genius disciple of the Qingshan Sect and Liangwangfeng, the book office of the Western Kings and Suns, the senior elder of the Bu Lao Lin, the elder of the Guocheng Temple, and the only heir of the Blood Demon Sect.
Of course, he also has the most important identity, that is, Jing Jiu's boy.
"It turns out that you are Liu Shisui, a scholar of many treasures." The Huanxi monk brushed the dirt off his body and said with a blank expression: "I saw you today, as expected, there are many treasures."
Liu Shisui has so many identities, but he just wants to talk about the scholar Duobao, which shows that he is really a little embarrassed at this time-the scholar Duobao is a bit low-level, and even reminds people of a thief.
Liu Shisui is still as calm and honest as hundreds of years ago, without being stimulated by words, and said: "Yes, I am Liu Shisui. I have been to many places. Some of you don’t, and you don’t have as many magic weapons as mine."
His tone is very plain, just flat and straightforward, without the slightest feeling of showing off, but it has formed a stronger mocking effect.
The Huanxi Monk was silent for a while and popped a rosary with his finger.
The rosary came to the edge of the atmosphere and suddenly shattered, emitting countless clear light, dripping like a waterfall, covering the entire Wushan City.
If you look at it from a distance, you can probably think of the picture of an ancient clock falling to the ground.
The rosary must be a very high-level Zen magic weapon. Liu Shisui remained silent, took out a small black flag in his hand, and waved it to the sky.
The little black flag exudes endless chill, and there is a devil's cry, which is actually a ghost flag.
The sound of the devil's cry and the Buddha's singing in the clear light disappeared, and the turbid flag cloth burst into the wind, and the joyous monk was about to be drawn in.
The gloomy meaning in that ghost flag is extremely strong. I don't know how many ghosts were sacrificed and then held in it.
The Huanxi monk moved his fingertips slightly, crushing a rosary and turning it into a vajra to block the ghost flag.
There was another huge roar that was nothing new, and he was shaken back to the ground among the rocks, his face slightly paler, and his eyes even more indifferent.
"Blood Demon Sect's Ten Thousand Soul Banners!" He looked at Liu Shisui, who was stepping on lotus clouds in the sky, and said: "Whether you are a junior in a temple, a scholar in a Zhaizhong, or a disciple of Jingyang , I dare to restrain my soul and dare to practice. It is more evil than what I have to do. How can I have the face to live in the right way?"
Liu Shisui said: "I refining this flag is useless to create a soul, but I have soaked in the Styx for three hundred years."
His voice is still steady, there is no emotion in his tone, but it still makes people think it is a mockery.
I don't know how many soul fire remains in the Styx. Without intelligence, it is not life. Even if it is just fragments, it is enough to give this ten thousand soul flag a great power. What's more terrifying is that the foundation of this flag seems to be a higher-order magic weapon. In this case, the ten thousand soul flags of the real person Akamatsu are not as good as this flag.
The ten thousand soul flag is like a curtain that rolls the sky, covering the sky and concealing the sun. It wraps the vajra pestle, only for a moment a faint rust mark appears on the surface, and even the lower section based on black jade appears. There are many **** traces, which will tarnish its essence and waste its treasures.
The Huanxi Sang recovered the vajra and finally took out the most powerful magic weapon-Nirvana.
The Great Nirvana exudes countless peaceful but solemn light of the Buddha, killing all the black smoke that follows the streamer.
Who would have expected that Liu Shisui didn't care about the Yin Qi lost by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and continued to wave it forward, just like that.
Does he want to use the Ten Thousand Soul Banners to perform the Qingshan Kendo, or is it the ghost Kendo of the Nanshi line?
Monk Huanxi thought so, but he didn't fear at all, and directly confronted him with Nirvana.
The black smoke dissipated, and the black flag could not go further. There were three thousand worlds and six reincarnations in that seemingly ordinary metal plate, how could it be controlled by the souls.
But at the next moment, a loud bang was heard in the sky of Wushan City for the fourth time!
The sound was extremely loud but not crisp.
It's not like thunder, but more like a bell, and it's a broken bell.
Some abandoned farms and transportation facilities nearby were suddenly collapsed.
The wind is whistling, the snow is declining, and the sand is rolling.
"It's not Aoyama Kendo..."
The Huanxi Monk wiped off the golden blood on the corners of his lips with his trembling right hand, and his expression was a little confused. If Liu Shisui used the Qingshan Kendo to control the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, he would not care, because he also understands the Qingshan Kendo, but The world-like mighty power from the Great Nirvana at that moment was obviously not the case.
He looked at Nirvana, his expression slightly changed-if all things are invincible with one sword, then Nirvana is like Qingtianjian, the most powerful defensive celestial magic weapon in Chaotian Continent. But at this time, a small pit appeared on the lower right side of the Nirvana-not very conspicuous, it was a pit after all.
He looked up at Liu Shisui, and said in a puzzled manner: "What is that?"
Liu Shisui took back the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, stretched out a hand to take out a black square jade seal from the inside, and introduced: "It is the seal of the Emperor of the Underworld."
Monk Huanxi looked at the Seal of the Underworld Emperor in his hand, and for a moment he didn't know what to say, and he sighed softly, with a hint of self-deprecating.
In a normal story, in his situation, one has to ask "How many treasures do you have?", and then maybe Liu Shisui took out another bell and took out a ruler... Why bother? .
The rosary lightly moved between his fingers, and the happy monk calmed down and said: "There is a world and everything in the Nirvana, you can't break it after all."
Yes, even if Liu Shisui has ten thousand soul flags, dragon tail inkstone, and Guancheng pen, he can't break the defense of Nirvana.
As for the Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld, it has indeed smashed the Great Nirvana out of a small pit, and also shook the golden body of the happy monk, but if you really want to smash the Great Nirvana... I'm afraid that before the goal is achieved, Ming The imperial seal will crumble with a big horn. What inlay will be used at that time? Can his grumpy little junior sister agree?
"I still have a magic weapon, I want to try it." When Liu Shisui said this, he was not as calm and calm as before, and he felt a little unconfident.
The monk Huanxi felt a little weird, and wondered if that was the case, why would you use that magic weapon to make the final blow? But since it was the last blow, it was definitely the strongest blow. He stretched out his right hand to aim at the sky, and a light mirror appeared between his fingers, and countless Buddhist mantras flowed in it, slowly turning.
The Nirvana is also slowly turning.
The breeze rises slowly.
Those winds seem to pass through the Pagoda Forest and Songhai of Guocheng Temple.
After saying this, he collected the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and the Seal of the Underworld Emperor, sat cross-legged in the air, closed his eyes, and began to adjust his breath.
With such a formation, you can imagine the magic weapon to be shot later, which will inevitably bring great power.
The buzzing sound resounded through the outskirts of Wushan City, as if something was vibrating at high speed.
The breeze between heaven and earth suddenly disappeared.
The remaining snow on the ground became very bright.
That's because a flying sword appeared between heaven and earth.
The flying sword is very slender and short, with a silver body all over it, and its surface is extremely smooth and extremely bright.
The Huanxi monk looked slightly awkward, only to realize that he was shocked by Liu Shisui's various magic weapons, and he forgot this sword!
When he thought about this, the small silver sword had already arrived in front of him.
The clouds in the distance were agitated and shattered, the remnant snow on the ground was as bright as burning, and the flying sword was faintly winged, with unimaginable sharp sword intent and indescribable aura, piercing the surface of Nirvana, giving People have a strong feeling that this sword is actually alive!
In the sky full of swords, I can actually hear a faint—I'm here!
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Many years ago, Bihu Peak Master Lei Potian stole the Thunder Soul Tree and gave it to Da Ping in the sword prison because Da Ping promised to give him two swords. Later, Lei Potian went crazy when he was imprisoned in the sword prison. He only knew that he kept shouting at the bottom of the well: there is no one, what about the two?
One is one thing.
Two is not two.
This silver little flying sword is the best sword.
Buer Sword is one of the main swords of Qingshan Jiufeng, and the main sword of Liangwangfeng, but it was taken away from Liangwangfeng by Jingyang Zhenren many years ago.
It looks ordinary and small, but the level is very high, only under the sword of all things, slightly better than the first sword, far surpassing the other main swords, including the Fusi sword.
Fuerjian has been with Jing Yang for countless years, and even followed his ascent to the dark universe to take a look, and then he was thrown at Liu Shisui.
For hundreds of years, the Fuji sword turned into a sword bracelet, and he stayed honestly on Liu Shisui’s wrist, following him with the dung water from planting vegetables, the water from the edge of the kimchi jar, and the smelly ink used for writing. , Occasionally, the vibration buzzed several times, except for Zhuo Rusui who showed off his sharp edge once in the Xihai Buqingshan sword formation, but he has never really turned into a flying sword to fight.
Today, its sword light finally illuminates the world. To start the first battle, you will face a figure like the joyous monk and a magic weapon like Nirvana.
From this point of view, it is somewhat similar to Liu Ada's fate.
Liu Shisui's lack of self-confidence is actually because he doesn't trust him. He is worried that he will turn around and run away when he sees this kind of battle.
After all, a few hundred years ago, Jing Jiu's evaluation of it was terrible, and in the past few hundred years, its performance has not been very good.
Time has changed a lot after all.
As a young adult, sword spirits are gradually reborn.
The silver little flying sword was actually more confident than Liu Shisui, and without any retreat, it stabbed at Nirvana.
The Nirvana is very strong, but the real most powerful barrier is not itself, but the world of small metal squares.
Only by passing through those worlds can you come into contact with the body of Nirvana.
Buer Sword is the sharpest sword in Chaotian Continent except Jing Jiu's right hand, but can it pass through the barriers formed by all things in the world?
Along with the bright sword light, the remnant snow on the ground suddenly rose, and the cliff rock also turned, aiming at the happy monk with a relatively sharp side.
The world on the outskirts of Wushan City is full of fierce sword intent. The soldiers on the warships and spaceships who fled to the distance looked here through the remote monitoring system. They only saw the bright lights, and they felt a little sour in their eyes. The monitoring equipment was destroyed in the next moment.
Such dense but dense sword intent, such a vision of heaven and earth, is somewhat similar to the scene of Jing Jiu and Xilai’s battle in Dayuan City, and even a little like Xue Ji flying into the sky holding Jing Jiu’s hand. The appearance of the nine black suns.
"The fifth one."
Zeng raised and supported a slowly rotating stone, looked at the Fuji sword pierced on the Nirvana, felt the sword intent between heaven and earth, and said with emotion.
The Qingshan Patriarch, General Li, Jing Jiu, Xilai, and Liu Shisui at this time have all reached the last step in the Qingshan Kendo.
All things are one.
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Everything is a sword, breaking everything in the world.
The delicate and sharp tip of the sword, in a very short time, I don't know how many worlds and sky I saw, and finally landed on the real surface of Nirvana.
With a very clear voice, the Fujitsu Sword pierced into Nirvana. Although it was not deep, it was hard to see with the naked eye, but it was broken after all.
A tiny gap was formed in the center of the brow of the monk Huanxi, and a touch of blood appeared in the golden light.
The sword light illuminates Can Xue again, and the Fuji sword flies back to Liu Shisui, trembling slightly, a little dim, it should be the previous one that made it a little weak.
The Huanxi monk quietly looked at Liu Shisui, letting the drop of blood flow from the golden scar, and said: "This is not enough."
The voice fell, Liu Shisui's figure suddenly disappeared, floating in front of him like a ghost, holding a sword in his right hand and passing through the infinite world again, landing on Nirvana.
The landing is extremely accurate, just the small mouth that the Fuji sword pierced.
Adding the two swords, the little hole becomes deeper.
There was a cracking sound from the depths of the golden body of the Huanxi monk.
The Nirvana quickly turned back.
The Huanxi Monk fell on the nirvana, holding the cold metal plate with one hand, it seemed that his lower body was unable to move.
A golden blood leaked from the back of his monk's clothes~IndoMTL.com~ There is the location of the vertebrae, and for the ascendant, it is also the key to the transfer of immortal energy. If severely injured, it may really be like ordinary People become paralyzed.
The Huanxi monk was pale, looking at the sword in Liu Shisui's hand, he wanted to ask something, but he spouted a big mouthful of blood.
The cinnabar-like blood in the painting fell among the rocks, lit a raging flame, and then disappeared instantly.
What he wanted to ask was, you broke the three thousand worlds of Nirvana with one sword, one sword, and one sword, what kind of sword is this?
The sword seemed ordinary, but in fact it was as cold as water, and it was extremely cold—just like clear water that couldn’t freeze under extreme cold conditions under certain conditions.
"The first sword." Liu Shisui introduced.
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