sword sentient beings

Chapter 102

This earth-shattering knife cut a Buddhist bead!
The Buddha beads were cut in half and rolled into the water.

At the same time, Xing Ji was hit by a flying blow and fell from the air.

Everyone's eyes followed the beads, and their minds went blank.

what is this?
Where did it come from?

No one thought about it.

This sword failed, the opportunity has been lost, what should I do?
The demon is out of trouble, how to deal with it?

No one is thinking about this kind of problem.

As for the guardian envoy who presided over the overall situation was knocked down and fell from a high altitude, life and death were unpredictable, and no one paid attention to it.

The military officers of all the prosecutors around Yujian were engrossed, and their eyes followed the beads, as if the beads were the only treasure in the world, a drop of nectar in a severe drought, and everyone's eyes could not accommodate anything else, and their minds could not accommodate any thoughts , just looking at the Buddhist beads that were split in half.

Not right, not right!
Tang Zhao felt uncomfortable all over his body, and sweat dripped from his forehead, but he couldn't take his eyes off the Buddhist beads. He always felt that if he didn't stare at the Buddhist beads, there was nothing to see in the world.

ahhh-

its not right!
Originally, his mind should also be blank, unable to even think.But there was still a lingering feeling in his heart, very uncomfortable, and that discomfort made his subconscious painful, just like someone stabbed him in the leg in a coma, allowing him to retain a sliver of consciousness.

What is that discomfort?I feel uncomfortable from the bottom of my body, I can't wait to go crazy with disgust...

Yes - sin!
What a terrible crime, give me—press!

With a fierce wave, a Xiezhi jumped out, then turned into a stone statue, and pressed down somewhere.

In the air, it seemed to be disturbed by something, it wanted to turn around, and followed the direction of the beads, but at that moment it had turned into a stone, and it could not turn around anymore, so it just pressed down straight——

boom!
For a moment, it feels normal!

Tang Zhao's attention was shifted away from the Buddhist beads, and then he saw Xingji who was about to fall into the water, only a short distance away from Jiaolong's head.

Not caring about anything else, Tang Zhao shouted, "The art of controlling the sword—Huahong!"

Tang Zhao and the Xiezhi sword together turned into a black and white rainbow light, passing through the air, and in an instant they were close to the water surface, and at the critical moment, they picked up Xingji.

Xing Ji was attacked from behind, but he was only knocked into the air, and he was not seriously injured, because Tang Zhao threw out a magic weapon with his last ounce of consciousness, which helped him block the attack, and these real swordsmen had gang Qi protects the body, after two buffers, the body is fine.

The moment before being caught by Tang Zhao, Xing Ji had already come to his senses, swung his sword forcefully, and a Bi An jumped out, dragging him and Tang Zhao to the sky.

However, at high altitude, the two looked at the overall situation again, and their eyes were tearing apart.

The iron chain array on the big river was completely loose, and the iron chains were loosely suspended on the river surface. The river flowed like breaking ice, and the iron chains tied to the dragon were also hanging weakly.Jiaolong did not return to the water again, but his beard and hair were stretched out, staring at Xingji like a volcanic eruption.

The thin layer of suppressed flames on its body has been completely extinguished.

A terrifying aura radiated from Jiaolong's body, casting an irresistible shadow on people's hearts.

The time has passed!
All previous efforts were wasted!

Xing Ji's heart was bleeding, and Bi An roared behind him.However, compared with the Jiaolong whose body is gradually entangled in clouds and mist, it is not even a big cat.

Turning his gaze, he found the culprit.

In the air, a monk in white sat cross-legged in the air, the moonlight shone obliquely on his side, and a jade plate reflected a breathtaking light.

Xing Ji was extremely angry in his heart, but his face was very calm, and he said, "Shengyue Sect?"

The white-clothed monk said: "Amitabha, the guardian envoy is polite, the poor monk Shengyue taught Yunxi Xiangzhu."

Xing Ji felt the coolness brought by the dragon walking in the fog behind him, commanded the formation to disperse with his sword light, and said: "It turns out—it's the ghost of you scum."

The monk in white said: "It's not the poor monk playing tricks, but the benefactor and other mentally retarded."

Xing Ji raised his eyebrows, almost couldn't help yelling, Tang Zhao continued, "Do you know that you are a hindrance?"

The white-clothed monk folded his palms together and said, "Amitabha, the little benefactor actually knows the principles of Zen. Those who are obstructed by knowledge: they are not stained with ignorance in the known environment. Obstacles to all wisdom do not hinder Nirvana. Although there are such obstacles, seeing the sound and hearing, etc., can achieve Nirvana. What you know, see, and hear are all obstacles in your mind, and only by letting go of the attachment in your heart can you be purified and enlightened."

Although Tang Zhao has heard some Buddhist principles and read a few scriptures, where has he really learned Buddhism?Hearing the sound of chanting scriptures, he was impatient at first, but for some reason, he couldn't help but listen to what the monk said. Gradually, his ears could no longer tolerate other sounds, and he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the monk in white. Unusual preaching.

No, no!
This time he reacted faster, and the disgusting and irritable feeling in his heart did not disappear, which hindered his mental concentration like a toothache.

"what--"

"drink--"

Tang Zhao and Xing Ji yelled at the same time, and swung their swords at the same time. During the swing of the swords, Bi An and Xie Zhi stood side by side, roaring sharply, breaking the inexplicable atmosphere.

And again... I almost lost my mind.

The two looked at each other, feeling scared.This person must be a swordsman, and the kind that interferes with the spirit, who can lead others by the nose without making a fuss.

Very nasty direction!
The white-clothed monk said: "Amitabha, you finally have the opportunity to realize enlightenment, so why bother yourself?"

Tang Zhao didn't wait for him to speak again, and said, "My lord, you go and subdue the demon first, I'm here..."

The monk in white said: "I can't go, I can't go. Why bother to make mistakes again and again? The moon god came from the sky, and what the mortal body can ask for? Naturally, it is nothing. You can't ask for it. What you want is not what you ask for. What you ask for is not what you get. The world is suffering. Idiots don’t realize it yet?”

Xing Ji suddenly said: "I can't ask for it."

Tang Zhao was stunned, and said, "What can't you ask for? Ah, he said you can't ask for it?"

Xing Ji said coldly: "I can't ask for a sword, Ku Yi. So it was you."

Kuyiheshi said: "A mere name will not enter the ears of nobles."

Xing Ji said: "Prestige? You can say that. Although you are only a swordsman, you are the most difficult kind. It is said that your sword intent is hard to find. In your swordsmanship, the more you want to get something, the easier it is to lose it. .The more you want to attack something, the less you can hit it. I think it is deceptive. You can attract people to see, attract people to listen, and draw all the attention to where you want, and then you take advantage of the troubled waters. You are a A demon monk who deceives people's hearts."

His commentary was consistent with Tang Zhao's own guess. To put it bluntly, it's not that magical, but it's scary if you can't react in the middle of the game.

This reminded Tang Zhao of Wei Changle's Magical Artifact, which is as powerful as it is said to be, but sometimes it is almost incomprehensible.

But Xing Ji's detailed explanation...

Xing Ji paused for a moment, and said, "Tang Zhao, do you understand?"

Tang Zhao immediately understood what he meant, and said, "I have no problem. You go first, leave this place to me."

Xing Ji said with a rare smile: "Don't be brave, you won't have anyone to help me when I'm gone, don't cry when you get beaten."

Tang Zhao smiled and said, "Are you kidding me? I was cultivated by you through untold hardships. I can't just paddle for the edge, right? At least leave this battlefield to me...Hey, hey, are you going so fast?"

Before he could finish speaking, Xing Ji had already left in a hurry.

With his back to Xing Ji, he didn't see Xing Ji's expression.

It was a firm and calm look, and it was also a look of sacrificing one's life and never turning back.

Tang Zhao didn't see it, but he could understand it.

Ku Yidao: "Wait a minute, the poor monk didn't tell you to leave..."

"Swordsmanship - control the invasion of the mausoleum!"

Tang Zhao didn't wait for him to make another move, suddenly made a tactic, and made a move with the long sword!
Jian Guang drew an arc in the air, dividing the sky into two.

The arc is clear and long, like a frontier.

"From now on, no one can pass."

Tang Zhao stood in front of the arc, pointed his sword forward, and said, "This line is my Great Wall, and one step back is my homeland. Whether it is a person or a thing today, if you want to pass here, you must be smashed to pieces."

This is also the swordsmanship of the judge, the swordsmanship of the Xiezhi sword.

The judge also firmly believes that those who hold swords have the principle of guarding the soil.

So, my lord, how is your sword so sharp?

Ku Yi said thoughtfully: "This...seems familiar!"

He reached out and took off a prayer bead, and rolled forward.

Tang Zhao closed his eyes and let the beads roll to the front of the arc.

laugh--

A sword light flashed in the void, and the Buddhist beads were cut open by the sword light, then shattered into pieces and dissipated in the air.

Tang Zhao opened his eyes, his eyes were firm, and he said: "I don't know what you have used to trick the prison gate of the criminal general. But I know that his sword can divide the enemy and us. But mine can't, my sword can only Distinguish right from wrong. You can confuse the enemy with yourself, but you cannot reverse right from wrong. That line is the last line of defense and cannot be trampled on. Even if I retreat because of cowardice, I will still die."

"Don't make up your mind, Monk, let's fight head-on!"

"The moon god is coming, the poor monk knows." Ku Yi finally sighed: "Then kill you first."

He said, stood up from the air, and walked in the air.

However, he had already walked forward, and there was another monk who was exactly the same at the same place.

The monk got up and walked again, and the original place was still there.

That void is like a cornucopia, there are endless monks, every time one walks out, there must be another one waiting in place.Finally, eighteen monks came out in a row and surrounded Tang Zhao.Each of the [-] people holds a weapon, including a Zen staff, a shovel for subduing demons, and a vajra pestle...the lengths are different, but they are all covered with a layer of golden light, which looks solemn.

The breaths of eighteen people are exactly the same, forming a flawless formation, airtight.

"So that's it, it's still the same pattern." Tang Zhao stopped looking closely, he knew that maybe when he looked carefully at a certain person, his attention would be attracted, and he would always focus on one person, and even be smashed into a pulp by other monks. Can't react.

To fight this demon monk, you cannot rely on your eyes, your ears, or any of your senses.

"I can only trust you, Your Honor."

Tang Zhao raised his hand, took out a black and white mask, and put it on his face, covering all senses.

To judge good and evil, to judge right from wrong, to be a judge!
(End of this chapter)