Chapter 255 The most magnificent rain in the world
Anyone who enters the realm of enlightenment will achieve success in the Taoist realm.
The essence of the Taoist temple is the practitioner's summary, induction and persistence of the Tao that he cultivates. If magical power is the initial prototype formed by the condensation of these three, then the Taoist temple is the final evolution and refinement. It is the Taoist mind that has gone through hundreds of thousands of times. After self-examination and remaining firm, I carved out a piece of pure land for myself in the real world that belonged entirely to myself.
According to the history of practice and the records and experiences of various sects, if you want to defeat a worldly powerful person in the dojo, you can only let the person in the feather directly crush him with an extraordinary realm, or let another person The strong men who have trained their dojos stand up and use their own dojos to compete most directly. There is no other way.
What Qing Xiaoyue and Kendo Nanzong are deciding is not victory or defeat, but life and death.
The battle between Pei Jinge and Human Sun is both victory and defeat, as well as life and death.
That's the difference.
The sword light fell like a waterfall, but turned into flying snow and was completely melted by the rising sun.
The blazing golden sunlight shines on the corpse mountain and sea of blood. The scarlet mist is dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye. The long river of blood is gradually boiling, and countless bubbles are constantly rising and breaking.
Pei Jinge stood at the highest point of the corpse mountain, watching this scene quietly, his expression unchanged.
This is just Zhao Qi’s dojo.
The scorching sun of the world stands in the sunshine.
With him as the center, the light spread in all directions like a tide. The light contained in it became more and more intense, becoming more and more difficult to look at directly, drowning the aura left behind by the strangled corpses.
In this blazing white territory woven by countless rays of light, there is no room for a second color.
Regardless of blood or darkness.
The scorching sun in the world raised his head, looked at the blood moon hanging high in the other half of the sky, looked at the woman standing under the moon, and said: "After the death of the eldest princess, you are the only opponent I want to defeat."< br>
Pei Jinge calmly looked directly into the infinite light and said calmly: "Thank you."
The human sun said: "You are the only reason why I stay under the feather."
Pei Jinge said: "I don't care if you break through at this moment."
The blazing sun in the world said: "If you can break through."
Pei Jinge said: "Later, when you look back on the past before you die, I hope you can still sincerely like the decision you made now, instead of feeling boring and boring regrets."
The bright sun in the world said: "People like me have nothing to do with the word regret."
Pei Jinge said: "But I am a little regretful."
The scorching sun in the world asked: "Why regret?"
Pei Jinge said: "It is difficult to find another whetstone like you in the world."
"I like your pride very much."
After a moment of silence, the human sun slowly laughed, looked at her and said, "Come and kill me."
Pei Jinge held the knife calmly.
The human sun finally said: "Or you may be killed by me."
When the words fell, thousands of blazing rays of sunlight condensed into spears, piercing the air and piercing the mountain of corpses and sea of blood!
Pei Jinge's choice was simple.
Such as dark green silk floating up, and her dark red skirt.
The next moment, a stream of light appeared between heaven and earth.
Infinite afterimages followed this stream of light and appeared in the realm of corpse mountain, sea of blood and light, passing by thousands of blazing spears until they were in front of the scorching sun of the world.
All the afterimages are of Pei Jinge.
And the knife in her hand.
The knife fell.
Infinite afterimages are unified.
boom!
The terrifying air waves wrapped around the body of the scorching sun in the world and flew out upside down. The sea of light, like the sea, was turbulent and no longer calm.
Pei Jinge's face turned pale.
Behind her, the spear condensed by the sun has crashed down, and the mountain of corpses and sea of blood condensed in the dojo are constantly collapsing.
In just an instant, her soul was already seriously injured.
She looked at the scorching sun in the world that had not died under the knife, without saying a word and moving her wrist slightly.
The blood on the blade fell silently.
It is particularly dazzling in the blazing white light.
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In Weiyang Palace.
His Majesty the Emperor half-closed his eyes and did not look at the human world.
The sounds of fighting seemed to become distant because of this, making the place seem more peaceful and even beautiful.
Lin Wanyi was among them, but his expression was at a loss.
She was not the White Emperor. She was always looking at the splattered blood, so she saw the familiar faces dying without any sound, like the tangled weeds beside the deserted road.
It was an extremely strong feeling of insignificance.
She was quiet for a moment, and then said in a gravelly voice: "What will happen next?"
His Majesty the Emperor said nothing.
It's not because he is single-handedly suppressing the will of the two feathers, nor is it because he has to be wary of Daoxiu at all times, but because he is no longer used to deciding the future with the present.
Just like a hundred years ago, he would never have imagined that he would take such a path today.
The queen's voice sounded faintly.
"It's far from time for the dust to settle, who knows what will happen next?"
Lin Wanyi was slightly startled, thinking that nothing had been decided yet?
The Empress smiled half-smilingly and said: "Chaotian Jianque, Wanjianchi and Yishui are listed as the three sects of swordsmanship. Although they are not in charge now, it does not mean that they really stop there."
"Now that the blazing sun, Nanzong and Jinge Qingxiaoyue have officially started to take action, judging from the objective sense, it is difficult for the gods to find anyone who can stop them."
Even so, her tone was always calm: "If one person can't stop it, then we can only fill it with more people to leave their footsteps. In terms of the number of people under the feather, the sects and aristocratic families undoubtedly occupy the largest share. advantage.”
Lin Wanyi listened to the carelessness in the words and remained silent.
This kind of indifferent calmness can only prove the fact that the current situation has never been out of Da Qin's control.
Thinking about some of the faces involved in today's fight, who have the same heritage as hers, thinking that these fellow students who are not strangers are about to die, and there will no longer be the possibility of meeting and chatting... Finally, thinking about the people standing in Weiyang Palace at this moment. It's hard not to feel a sense of bewilderment in her heart.
Then her sword heart returned to tranquility and she said softly: "I've thought about it."
"Huh?"
The queen looked at her.
Lin Wanyi turned around, walked in the direction of leaving, and said, "I'm going to do what I want to do."
The queen found this sentence very interesting because she was naive.
Lin Wanyi guessed that the corners of her lips should be raised mockingly at this moment, and without looking back, he said seriously: "Maybe this seems stupid in your eyes, but maybe the world will be a little better because of this stupidity, that is What I want to do.”
Hearing these words, His Majesty the Emperor remembered something, and there was some emotion in his eyes.
Wasn't this what he had in mind that year?
After a while, he said: "Go."
As the sound fell, a breath fell on the girl's sword edge and was contained within it.
Lin Wanyi stopped and said, "Thank you."
She knew that the aura left by His Majesty the Emperor would not protect her at critical moments, but would only give her the opportunity to decide her life or death at certain important moments.
This is already a great kindness.
His Majesty the Emperor said nothing.
Lin Wanyi walked out of Weiyang Palace.
The wind and snow have not stopped, but the sun is shining brightly, and the scenery is clear, peaceful and beautiful.
If we forget about the people who are dying, this scene should be included in the painting.
Or maybe this is the best scenery?
Thinking of these things, Lin Wanyi retracted his gaze to the sky.
She left from the side door of the palace and met people on the way, but everyone who saw who she was chose to remain silent and turned a blind eye.
Walking out of the palace gate, all the people who came to watch the ceremony and the court meeting this morning have not yet left. There are still many people standing in front of the moat and staring at the imperial city, wanting to know the truth of everything that happened, regardless of their own life or death.
Under the blazing sunlight, the frozen ice on the moat is melting, and the flakes of snow are dissipating into the pale, like water dissolving into water.
Lin Wanyi had no intention of admiring the scenery, and used his flying sword to fly across the air. Without waiting for any unnecessary attention, he disappeared into the streets and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Just as she and Dongfeng were walking through the streets of Shendu, and were about to approach the Lin family's mansion, the sword she was holding tightly in her hand suddenly trembled so violently that she was forced to stop.
There was a sound of sword clanging coming from far away in the sky.
It's like an edict.
Thousands of swords followed the initial sound of swords and rose into the sky above the divine capital, beneath the clouds like tumbleweeds.
These flying swords were either stained with blood, or were incomplete, or had dull edges... It was obvious that they all came from the city of God, from the hands of sword cultivators who might have been fighting just a moment ago.
Under the sunlight, they are like a group of remnants, unable to cover the sky or stop the rising sun.
The picture even looks a little bleak.
Until the next moment.
The sound of swords sounded again.
Not one, but countless ways.
Like a shower.
Along with the sound of swords came dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, dozens or even millions of flying swords!
Countless sword blades burst out of the clouds, at speeds that may be fast or slow, with long or short cloud threads, falling from the sky, directly cutting through the formation of the city of God!
The flying sword carries skylight, which is so bright that it is difficult to look directly at it. It is like countless shooting stars in the eyes of people who fall on the ground.
This may be the most magnificent and extravagant meteor shower in the world.
The sword fell like rain, met the Shendu formation head-on, burned like a falling star, and burned up.
Countless flying swords were reduced to ashes.
Only a handful of sword edges became brighter and brighter in the process.
The clear blue sky transformed by the Shendu Formation is like a pond in the drizzle, with ripples gradually appearing. It is no longer calm, becomes more urgent, and becomes more complex, as if something is about to disintegrate in the next moment.
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Lin Wanyi suddenly remembered something.
The two masters of Chaotian Jianque and Wanjianchi have not appeared in the divine capital today.
Many people have opinions on this, but the two Zen monks and the master of the temple did not express any opinions on this, so no one is qualified to express their own opinions.
It was only then that those who were lucky enough to survive understood why the three peerless experts in the Ascension Realm were silent.
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On that lonely cliff.
Gu Zhuo said: "It's very beautiful."
Wang Ji raised his head slightly and looked at this magnificent scene with indifferent eyes.
Yi Shui wanted a sword three feet in front of him, so he was naturally indifferent to it.
He said: "It seems that Zhou Qingyu has already made a decision."
Zhou Qingyu is Lin Wanyi’s master.
And the head of Chaotian Sword Palace.
Gu Zhuo thought for a while and said: "This is the only explanation."
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Wanjianchi focuses on thousands of miles away, but after all, he only has the sword in his hand, not the sword in the world. Chaotian Jianque's swordsmanship only seeks a single edict, commanding all the swords in the world to use it for his own use, but the sword's edge can only be directed in front of him.
Today's meteor shower was only possible if the two sects joined forces and both were indispensable.
All this must have been planned and prepared for a rainy day.
At this moment, a flying sword crossed over the clear blue light, followed the guidance of the Supreme True Flying Immortal Picture and the Buddhist beads that contained the suffering of all living beings, and flew towards one of the thirty-six formation hubs of the Shendu Formation in a heroic manner, and sank into the earth. In the middle, a crack opened.
Immediately afterwards, more swords passed through the Shendu formation in the form of broken bodies, and continued to break the formation.
Two quarters of an hour ago, the great formations in the capital city of God, which had been under attack for a long time, were devastated and destroyed one after another.
The rockery is collapsing, smoke and dust are flying everywhere, burying the sword's edge.
The ancient well is withering, and the moss is growing into grass, making a grave for the flying sword.
The water in the lake had dried up, and the soil was exposed in the sun that dried at a speed visible to the naked eye. The sword edge that fell in it had actually rotted, as if it had been sleeping in the water for thousands of years.
In the city of Shendu, more than a dozen similar scenes occurred one after another, causing cracks to appear in the blue sky condensed and manifested by the Shendu formation, like porcelain.
It wasn't until half a quarter of an hour later that the meteor shower transformed by the flying sword stopped.
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What remains in people's eyes is just a few traces like fireworks.
The Shendu Formation still really exists.
The sky never collapsed.
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In front of Weiyang Palace.
The viewer no longer looked down at the lines on his palm, feeling very regretful.
Just as Gu Zhuo and Wang Ji deduced, the two masters Wan Jianchi and Chaotian Jianque joined forces to gather the entire sect's secrets, and the meteor shower they summoned was today's first chapter's trump card.
In the original idea, this would be a blow that completely destroyed the Shendu Formation.
Things in the world are always not what people want.
How can I not regret it.
The master of the temple put down his hand, looked at the master of Changle Temple and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
The master of Changle Temple understood the meaning of the words, shook his head and said: "You work harder than me."
The viewer said no more.
The next moment, more blood spilled from his already broken palm.
The blood did not flow to the ground, but followed the call of some kind of power, like raindrops rushing against the current to the sky.
His Majesty the Emperor's voice rang out, a little surprised.
"Do you want to fight hard?"
This sentence sounds very strange. Many people think that things have reached this situation, how can they not fight hard?
Only people like Dao Xiu who knew the old events in Xuandu could understand where the surprise in his words came from.
The owner of the temple also understood what he meant and said with a calm expression: "No matter then or now, I always follow God's will, and I have never really changed this."
His Majesty the Emperor asked seriously: "Then why do you only dare to take action after his death?"
The visitor looked blank and said: "This is what I should do."
His Majesty the Emperor turned a deaf ear and continued: "In the battle of Xuandu that year, even if he was ultimately punished by heaven and died as you said, I, the imperial sister Daoxiu, and the chief were seriously injured before his death, making it difficult for him to fight again."
The viewer remained silent.
His Majesty the Emperor's voice was full of mockery: "To this day, I still remember the disbelief in the headmaster's eyes when he died in your hands."
"If you had not betrayed the Taoist sect back then, how could the Great Qin be here today?"
He said expressionlessly: "If Heaven really wants to kill me, then as the culprit of all this, you must die first."
There was deathly silence between heaven and earth.
The fighting gradually stopped, and there was no sound of wailing.
Regardless of the imperial court or the sect, the strong men on both sides are stunned and even confused by this.
No one thought that such a truth existed in the battle of Xuandu.
Even the Queen is no exception.
Her eyes moved slightly, and her surprise gradually turned into sarcasm, and she just felt that the world was really interesting.
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"Yes."
The viewer was silent for a long time and said: "So I should die."
Without waiting for His Majesty the Emperor to speak, he said calmly: "What Your Majesty said is exactly the question I have been thinking about for a hundred years, and I have come up with my own answer."
It was lonely under the sun.
There is no sound.
The whole world is quietly waiting for the viewer's answer.
"Back then, I already understood God's will, but I was reluctant to take that step, which ultimately led to that unprecedented disaster."
"Before the Taoist becomes the Taoist, I can not acquiesce but oppose."
"Before the Taoist people get carried away with their complacency, I have the possibility of warning them."
"Before the war happens, it is possible for me to make this world peaceful."
The master of the temple spoke slowly, asking everyone in the world to listen quietly: "It is precisely because I did not do all of these that I finally faced that betrayal where I had no choice. This is the punishment given to me by heaven."
Everyone understood.
That's why he's standing here today.
He looked into His Majesty the Emperor's eyes, smiled slowly, and said seriously: "This is the reason why I can die for it."
After saying this, more blood jumped up from the old palm and disappeared into the sky.
The picture of the real flying fairy shines brightly.
Countless breaths of heaven and earth responded to the summons in an instant, condensed into boundless clouds, and fell like mountains towards the Shendu Formation.
The difference is that this time there are thousands of lightnings in the clouds.
All stained with blood.
The next moment, countless lightnings crashed down.
The rumbling sound is endless.
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Outside the capital city, on a lonely cliff.
Wang Ji looked at Gu Zhuo.
Gu Zhuo raised the wine bottle, took a serious sip, and said, "I really don't know about this."
Wang Ji said: "Then what do you think now?"
Gu Zhuo was silent for a while and laughed at himself: "It turns out that I have so many reasons to stand by and watch."
For some reason, Wang Ji looked at his smile and felt inexplicably sad.
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The fighting in front of Weiyang Palace was no longer fierce because too many people had died on both sides.
In order to intercept the meteor shower not long ago, one of the flying boats used its body to block it. It was torn into millions of pieces and fell to the earth, burning in the vast square in front of the temple.
General Wang stood at the gate of the imperial city, his dark black armor obviously damaged.
Just before, he personally fought with the head of the Xie family in Yinping, replacing the opponent's arm at the cost of serious injuries, which also made it difficult for him to attack with all his strength in a short period of time.
More than half of the close soldiers who followed him back from the north were also killed or injured.
In less than half a day, the Zhenbei Army paid the same price as those who had suppressed the Huangren in the past decades.
General Wang thought with some mockery that if one day the Desolate Man could really go south, it would be because humans were killing each other.
Then he looked at the corpses in the square, looked at the enemies who had not yet been killed, and said in a hoarse voice: "Follow the plan."
The adjutant was silent for a moment, bowed his head and made a statement.
The princes in the court are not pigs, and the generals in the military are not idiots.
Yes, the noble ministers of the Manchu Dynasty have unlimited confidence in His Majesty the Emperor and believe that today's battle can only have one outcome in the end, but this does not mean that they will only make one kind of preparation.
The destruction of the Shendu formation was a trend they did not want to see, but it was by no means an unexpected thing. The military had extremely detailed preparations and arrangements for this, and would not be disrupted by this.
Before the formation is broken, the soldiers of the Royal Forest Army and the powerful men of the imperial court will withdraw from the imperial city in advance and use the divine capital as the battlefield.
During this process, the Queen will join them.
There is no need to worry about the safety of Weiyang Palace and there is no right to worry.
The thunder continued and was deafening.
The Shendu formation is about to be shattered.
At this moment, a stunning sword light suddenly came into everyone's eyes.
Then came the haggard moonlight.
Then people knew that the winner between Qing Xiaoyue and the Southern Sword Sect had been decided.
Hundreds of eyes fell on the shadows falling from the vermilion palace wall.
The Southern Sect of Kendo uses the sword as a staff to support his body.
There was a gap from his neck to his heart. The flesh and bone were clearly visible, but no blood spilled out of it.
The cold, dead light flowed through his body, like tarsal bones, burning from time to time and extinguished in an instant.
This is undoubtedly an extremely serious injury.
Qing Xiaoyue is going to be even more tragic.
The legs had been cut off, and there was a huge wound on the waist, which was clearly caused by the sword.
But he was still truly alive, and no matter how breathy he seemed to be, he still existed, and he was still a little far away from death.
However, judging from the gloomy and almost extinguished look in his eyes, it was obvious that his realm was on the verge of collapse. Even if he was rescued, he would no longer be the former head of the Sky Patrol Department, and he would be indistinguishable from a useless person.
This is not much different from death.
From a certain perspective, Qing Xiaoyue is the first big shot to end up like this since the two sides officially started the war.
Soon, Qing Deng Diao Ming, who was famous all over the world for his medical skills, came to the Southern Sect of Kendo and began to save people.
Qing Xiaoyue was also picked up.
This silent silence and tacit understanding did not make the atmosphere in front of Weiyang Palace slightly better, but made it even heavier.
Many people are wondering who will die next.
Countless eyes fell on the viewer.
The sky is shaking uneasily.
The blood-colored thunder fell suddenly, shattering the cornices of the imperial city's turrets, which was thrilling.
So people knew that the Shendu Formation... was broken.
at the same time.
His Majesty the Emperor finally stood up.
(End of chapter)