Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 788

Chapter 310

call!boom!
Yi Xifeng violently shook off the light yellow talismans wrapped around her body, and jumped down from midair!

This inner disciple of the True Martial Dao Hall once again stood in the main hall of the Divine Sect, and immediately attracted the attention of everyone present, among them, disciples of the Divine Sect surrounded him from all sides, ready to take down the thief.

Han Sanli's eyes moved away from Yi Xifeng, and then fell on Li Xintian who had just been "caught back" by him...

"You want to leave the religion?"

The girl looked at the leader of the god religion stubbornly, she didn't say anything to explain, she kept silent, she kept silent.

Yi Xifeng stood on the square in the center of the hall with his sword in hand, and he only saw the beautiful figure in the hall in his eyes.

Even if there is a saint in front of him, it can't stop his determination to rescue Li Xintian!
……

Just as Yi Xifeng was standing on the main hall again, Li Xintian was captured by Han Sanli again from mid-air.Zhao Long, who was originally imprisoned aside and unable to participate in the battle, slowly pulled out the Qinglian double blades around his waist. Although his movements were very slow, as if his arms were filled with a thousand catties of molten iron, his hands holding the knife were Steady enough to make one's heart tremble.

Zhao Long raised his eyes to look at his master Zhang Qiling beside him, and this insolent "Buddha" also looked up at him at this moment, his eyes were deep and golden.Zhang Qiling saw Zhao Long's persistence, but only responded with a slight sigh.

The bamboo hat casts a shadow on Zhao Long's face, but Zhang Qiling can still see the pair of stern eyes under the shadow - covered with bloodshot eyes, with a touch of blue light, the worry and unwillingness in the eyes seem to turn into reality...

Zhang Qiling remained unmoved, this master of Buddhism known as the Buddha, when facing his apprentice's love tribulation, he just locked him in place.

There was no trace of compassion in his eyes, and at the same time he put away his former frivolity, Zhang Qiling said softly: "Amitabha."

Zhao Long noticed that the forbidden law cast on him was constantly being strengthened, and he didn't understand why the master acted. In Zhao Long's perception, Zhang Qiling was not a person who took the Buddhist sect rules too seriously.

Otherwise, he wouldn't drink and eat meat.It is precisely because of his free and easy mind and behavior, as well as his contempt for "little rules", that Zhao Long chose to devote himself to his sect.

He didn't believe that the master stopped him for the sake of good relations between Daming Temple and Shenjiao, and he didn't believe that the other party did this for the sake of the Raoshizi sect rules...

Looking at the girl in the hall, Zhao Long followed the white and clean young man in the hall...

He knew that Xintian wanted to leave.

He hoped that Tim would be happy.

He lowered his head and looked at the two knives.

He raised his head and raised his swords!

Zhang Qiling looked at Zhao Long solemnly, and the silent dictation in his mouth also accelerated...

Suddenly, Zhang Qiling paused, a golden light flashed in his bewitching eyes, and in the next moment, cracks appeared in the golden cloud pattern around Zhao Long's body.

Snapped!
Buddha beads scattered from the hands of the three Buddhist Vajra Halls!Accompanied by the exclamation of everyone present, a golden afterimage rushed straight to the main hall...

"Brother Zhao!" Li Xintian murmured.

I saw Qinglian's double blades intersecting each other, stably slashing on a fist, golden Buddhist runes flickered from the knife body, and the faint sound of dragon chant followed.

Zhao Long really got rid of Zhang Qiling's imprisonment, and what really shocked everyone present was the attack he took.Whether it is the powerful Buddhist cultivation base, or the faint sound of the dragon's chant, it is not as deterrent as that fist.

Although this fist didn't use any internal strength, or even use any kung fu, it completely suppressed Zhao Long with the strength of his physical body, because the owner of this fist was Han Sanli!

Dare to take the initiative to saber against the Divine Cult in the Divine Cult, this courage is enough for any warrior to boast for a lifetime, if he can leave the Divine Cult alive after today.

"Is this person a Buddhist disciple?"

"Why did he suddenly attack Master Han?"

"Didn't you see that he just broke through the seal of the Buddha, there must be some reason..."

"The coronation of the saint this time is really not in vain. I thought the show was over, but I didn't expect it to just start. This is the Daming Temple!"

"Yes, yes, Daming Temple is not comparable to Xiaoyuan Academy! It is the Eight Great Schools that are not weaker than Zhenwu Dao Hall."

……

Zhao Long's sudden attack brought the public opinion of the audience to a climax again.

Han Sanli's gaze was very calm, unlike the elders and disciples of other sects present, the moment he saw Zhao Long, Han Sanli understood.This attack is by no means that Daming Temple wants to fight against the Divine Sect.

Leaving aside the good relationship between the Divine Sect and Daming Temple, even if the Buddhist sect really planned to take action, it would be absolutely impossible for such a brat to be the vanguard.

You must know that the relationship between divine religion and Buddhism has forged a deep friendship since the beginning of the dispute.If Buddhism really wants to sneak attack on the divine religion, it should be the living Buddha of the Buddhist school who makes the move at this time.Don't let such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity be wasted by a chivalrous kid.

Han Sanli had heard a little about this Zhao Long, and it was rumored that he was a young disciple that Daming Temple had rarely taken a fancy to in recent years.However, because he was deeply in love, he blatantly rejected the invitation of Daming Temple.

Moreover, this person and Li Xintian are both from Yinren Town, so he naturally conducted some investigations on Zhao Long.Han Sanli had vaguely guessed the ins and outs of this matter, and knew that Li Xintian's love disaster most likely fell on Li Xintian.

Thinking of this, and looking at the young man with two knives in his hands and his firm eyes, Han Sanli couldn't help but think to himself: If he can break the Buddhist prohibition by himself, this kid's strength is not bad among his peers. She is so caring... Then she will give you a trick.

"God and demon."

Han Sanli whispered two words.

I don't know if it's an illusion or... Zhao Long only felt that the coercion from his head was getting heavier and heavier. His right foot hit the floor, and his arched legs began to shake slightly.Fortunately, his hands holding the knife are still steady, but Zhao Long is not sure how long he can last.

This move of "God and Demon" is different from what Han Sanli used against Chen Chuantuo before. It also uses repulsion, and the law of heaven and earth is to strengthen the attack. At this time, the "God and Demon" has another application, which is "gravity".

As one of the most important exercises of the Divine Cult, the Shenmo Gong was originally applied to affect the gravitational field in a certain area.After all, they believe in the goddess of the earth, and their control over the gravitational field is the gift of the goddess of the earth to the gods.

Don't underestimate this small "gravity field". It seems that it has little effect in actual combat, but for body training warriors, having a "gravity field" will undoubtedly make the body training process more effective.

If you think about it, you can understand that no matter how effective weight-bearing training is, it is impossible to eat and sleep with weight-bearing (frequents like Yi Xifeng are still a minority), and the gravity field can not only solve weight-bearing training, but also strengthen the physical body in all aspects, especially Exercise for internal organs.

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At this moment, Zhao Long felt an invisible and intangible object constantly pressing down on his head. If he hadn't practiced physical body training in the Vajra Sect, his arms would have been crushed by gravity at this moment.

This powerful gravitational field didn't just act on his arms, his whole body was also struggling constantly, and soon a layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.Under heavy pressure, Zhao Long had no choice but to do his best, so he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:

"Dragon chant Brahma Mantra."

The Qinglian double blade instantly shattered into countless pieces, and the golden Sanskrit characters danced continuously on these pieces, and the pieces reorganized into a shield to protect Zhao Long's body.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Long didn't dare to relax, and immediately meditated on the spot, put his left hand up on his left knee, put his right hand on his chest to hold the Buddha beads, and silently recited the "Six-Syllable Mantra".

Even so, his brows were still furrowed, and golden light still emerged from his closed eyes.

Zhao Long's feeling at this moment was very strange, although the coercion above his head seemed to crush his whole body, and even the circulation of his true energy was faintly stagnant.But his spirit seemed to be forced into memory.

If Yi Xifeng sees this scene, he will definitely tell Zhao Long that these memory fragments that seem to reappear in a flash are actually Han Sanli's soul-searching on him!It will flash some of Zhao Long's previous experiences like a movie.

When Yi Xifeng met each other for the first time on the fourth floor of the Sword Tomb, just looking at each other made Yi Xifeng, who is not weak by nature, enter this state.

As long as he can remember, Zhao Long has been practicing under the guidance of his grandfather Zhao Yunming. He has not been exposed to the love of his parents since he was a child, and his grandfather's teachings for him are more on the way of martial arts.This caused Zhao Long to devote himself to martial arts since he was a child, and he became more and more taciturn on weekdays.

Until later, he met six other people and completed the task together in that maple leaf forest.This is also the first time Zhao Long saw Li Xintian, with dark skin, a gray-black mask, a pair of smart eyes, revealing the tenderness and cunning of a little girl.

He didn't understand these when he was a child, and he only paid a little attention at that time.

When they were catching Qi Chengcheng, they encountered Blood Moon Greedy Wolf. Li Xintian had clear self-awareness, flexible battlefield positioning, and precise grasp of fighters!Although the girl was young, she left a mark in Zhao Long's memory.

"This girl seems to be born to fight!"

Later, it was the scene of the martial arts competition.

Zhao Long also took the initiative to speak for the first time: "Admit defeat, you are not my opponent."

In that scene, Zhao Long didn't use all his strength. He was amazed that the other party had a move like "Earth Explosive Stars", and was even swayed by the girl. A girl's gray-black mask.

"My God, she's so beautiful!"

When he saw Li Xintian's pretty face, Zhao Long was stunned at the time, but when he saw the smiling girl with beautiful eyes, she went straight to Yi Xifeng.Zhao Long only felt a sense of loss, but that loss was only fleeting, because the girl was still smiling.

The scenes of the past are constantly revolving.

Destroy Tiexin Village, fight Ji Rentu, attack Fallen Leaf City, destroy Yinren...

They were sent to the Qingyun sect, and then parted ways, and each was sent to each major sect to learn art. Their long life was only 18 years, and they experienced it again, just like reincarnation.

The bond between Li Xintian and Zhao Long seems to be far-reaching, but it has become less and less today.

What she left for herself was always her back—the back of Yi Xifeng.

Laughing, making noise, being afraid, crying... All her emotions were given to that fair and clean young man, Yi Xifeng.

But I can only watch, I can only wait.

When he entered the Daming Temple, practiced Zen, worshiped as a teacher, and then was crowned in the divine religion, and saw the girl again, from the beginning to the end, she only had that person in her eyes...

I can only watch...

Traces of resentment and anger are continuously generated in this "reincarnation", as if they have condensed into a shackle.

Zhao Long's life, one scene after another, passed before his eyes. In just a few breaths, he seemed to have relived several times.

The rosary in his hand has not been pressed down at some point, and the golden Buddha pattern that surrounded his body has gradually turned red, revealing a sense of tyranny and resentment...

Zhao Long's brows tightened and then loosened, sweat poured down his face, and the blue clothes around his neck were already soaked, but he sat cross-legged and didn't notice it.

In the end, the images in front of him were only focused on Li Xintian in his memory, and of course...and Yi Xifeng.

Repeatedly, again and again...

Time and time again, watching the girl choose Yi Xifeng without hesitation,
Time and time again, watching the girl running towards Yi Xifeng's back,

Time and time again, watching the girl go away from him...

Zhao Long's spirit was stabbed slightly, and the tumbling red resentment had wrapped him up. It was as if his spirit had been stung hard. At first, it was just a needle-like sting, but gradually it spread all over the body, and the pain penetrated into the marrow of the bone!

I thought it was just a sting, but I didn't want to feel the pain all over my body, so I had to roll all over the floor, and even my internal organs hurt so badly!
The stinging pain of the soul became more and more intense, as if it was struck by lightning and pierced through the soul—it was almost like the soul was broken!
Zhao Long's breath was chaotic and chaotic, rushing straight to the Qihai acupoints all over his body, the true energy in his meridians flowed backwards, and his veins swelled all over his body.

……

The final frame of the picture...

That was the time when he broke through the realm of the chivalrous man and gave up becoming an inner disciple of Daming Temple because of love.Master Xuanmin told him the motto "Love is separated by mountains and seas", and he replied "Mountains and seas can be flattened".

Li Xintian likes Yi Xifeng, he has always known that Yi Xifeng also has a long-term affection for the girl, and there is no room for Zhao Long to intervene between the two of them from the beginning to the end...Since that is the case, what can the husband ask for?
Mountains and seas are flat, meaning is hard to level!
never change!

Han Sanli focused his eyes slightly, looking at Zhao Long who was sitting cross-legged a few feet away in front of him, and the scene that flashed before his eyes happened to fall into the eyes of the leader Han.

As a big man who has lived for hundreds of years, Han Sanli is naturally clear about the small ways of loving his children.It's just that the gifted Buddhist disciple in front of him, with such obsession, forcibly resisted the coercion of his "god and devil", and even resisted the "emotional calamity backlash".

Even if Han Sanli deliberately kept his hands aside and only used one part of his success power, it was definitely not a test that warriors below the hero level could bear.

……

"If you never forget, there will be echoes!" Han Sanli said calmly.

Like a thunderbolt, Zhao Long, who had been haunted by red runes, heard Brahma singing again the moment Han Sanli said this!I saw that the red hostility was swept away by Fanchang, leaving only Zhao Long sitting cross-legged with a stern look.

His eyes opened suddenly, the blue glow flowed, and the dragon eye was cast again.

at the same time.

A gray-black cloth bag slipped from Zhao Long's cassock, and the chaotic air of true energy around him quickly blew away the gray-black cloth, revealing the contents inside.

It was half a broken mask, the gray-black color was inconspicuous, and some patterns were faintly printed on it.

Just like that, he quietly "laid down" in Zhao Long's palm.

A drop of blood and tears was caught off guard, slipping down and dripping on the half of the mask.

……

The mask suddenly shattered into fine sand, Zhao Long's palm froze slightly, and the fine sand slowly flowed away from his fingertips.

Zhao Long did not look down at the fine sand flowing from his palm, but raised his head and murmured in a low voice:
"Love is not empty, why should it echo?"

It's like a divine voice from outside the sky, enlightening!
It was like a thunderbolt from the blue, deafening.

Zhao Long finally let go of the obsession in his heart, but the young man also turned gray for a moment...

There is a special poem here that says:
Flowing clouds often gather and disperse, and floating water is full of waves.

Love is broken like lotus roots, and life is as light as thin paper.

What you love is separated by mountains, and the sea is dry, especially if you can stop it.

The fist is like the king's will, and the white head does not lean against each other.

(Revised, you can watch!)
(End of this chapter)