That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 1000 Yu Wanjian alone sieges the city

Do it?
The child monk and the skinny old monk in the hall looked at each other.

They really made a move, it seems that the decisiveness of the Sword Sect Master was somewhat beyond their expectations, and they did it directly without any formalities.

The two Living Buddhas looked out of the hall together.

The Molun Temple is built on the mountain, and the height of the building naturally increases with the terrain. This palace is almost at the highest point of the entire temple. From this point of view, there are no buildings or walls blocking it. I saw the tall golden Buddha in the distance and the Buddha's light all over the sky.

The child monk stared at this scene and murmured to himself: "The patriarch once said that when a person leaves home, the four elements are all empty, and he does not see his temperament, but only retains his Buddha nature. At that time, he will become a Buddha. He is also a Buddha when he is awake. It is also a Buddha, and it is also a Buddha lying down, so it is a Buddha in the world."

The skinny old monk nodded and smiled: "This is indeed what the patriarch said back then, and only the patriarch can be called a living Buddha, a living Buddha in the world."

The child monk said softly: "Three thousand worlds are infinite, so what if the world calls Buddha? Since I bowed my head to the Buddha statue, I have seen the Buddha every day, and I have seen the Buddha every day. When I open and close my eyes, I can see the golden light like the sea, and the Buddha's light is all over the sky. It’s all about Buddha, but what exactly is Buddha?”

The skinny old monk's face was serious, "Brother, ever since you practiced the method of incarnation of the magic of the Great Freedom, your temperament has been a little different, and now you say this again..."

The child monk looked back, waved his hand, and signaled the skinny old monk not to speak any more, but he didn't open his mouth to argue.

There are some things that he doesn't want to hear, but it's just useless to say them, so don't say them, so as not to increase troubles.

In this world, there are many sects, and there is no shortage of monks trained by these sects, even the great monks above the twelfth floor of the earth fairy, and only the monks on the eighteenth floor can barely be considered indispensable .Of course, the vast majority of sects do not have the Earth Immortal of the [-]th Floor, as was the case with the Sword Sect in Gongsun Zhongmou's era, and the same is true with Molun Temple.

The child monk sighed.

Today's Jianzong already has a Dadixian of the [-]th floor realm, but what about Molun Temple?

Of the four of them, Ge Zeng practiced the method of descending the third generation in the wonderful meaning of the great day Tathagata, and Jin Gong practiced the supernatural power of subduing demons and the power of Prajna dragon elephant. After all, both of them are within the scope of the inheritance of Molun Temple, and He and the skinny old monk named Saga took a slanted sword. Saga practiced the wonderful meaning of joy and absorbed the vitality of countless women. The method of incarnation of Dazizaitian magic that even Xuanyin failed to complete.

Only by giving can there be gains, and it is helpless to get to this point.

Suddenly, the child monk's heart trembled suddenly, touching the heartstrings.

For a monk who has reached his level, it is almost never an accident that the golden wind has not moved the cicada's foresight.

The next moment, the entire Molun Temple shook violently.

The emaciated Living Buddha Saga's complexion changed drastically, he got up from the copper bed suddenly, and came to the gate of the hall.

A strong gust of wind suddenly blew in outside the hall, blowing the red robes of the living Buddha Saga, and the scene outside the hall door made the living Buddha feel even more horrified.

The big Buddha Dharma image invited by Living Buddha Ge Zeng was stepped on the top of the head by someone, and it just fell backwards and kept going backwards. Finally, the whole back crashed into the big snow mountain, causing the whole big snow mountain to vibrate, so that several places There were even small-scale avalanches on the snow peak.

Then Living Buddha Saga looked up and saw that the man was standing in the air with a three-foot green blade in his hand, still maintaining the posture of stepping down with one foot. A huge vortex appeared in the Biluo Lake below him, and the center of the vortex was , the Jingong Living Buddha slowly rose from the water, like a Buddha bathed in water, but his face was pale, obviously he suffered a lot from the previous confrontation.

Could it be that the two Living Buddhas joined forces, and even that man's Zhu Xian couldn't force him out?

This is the terrifying strength of the Sword Immortal of the Eighteenth Floor Realm?
Shocked, Saga Tulku turned his eyes to his senior brother, Songtsan Tulku who is the first of the four Tulku in Molun Temple.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if you, Xu Beiyou, are the Eighteenth Floor Sword Immortal, almost invincible in the world, but this is not Jiangnan, this is the Daxue Mountain, the place where the Molun Temple has stood for thousands of years. Renhe, now the land and people are in my hands, so what if you are the sword fairy on the eighteenth floor?

But then, unexpectedly again, Xu Beiyou ignored Living Buddha Gezeng and Living Buddha Jingong, raised Tianlan in his hand, and slowly pointed forward.

In an instant, a deep black line appeared at the end of the sky.

Almost at the same time, Lin Jinxiu, who was in Duoyan City, suddenly raised his head in surprise.

Chen Chen, who was beside her, followed her gaze and was stunned.

I saw a "black cloud" flying over Duoyan City.

From south to north, head towards Daxueshan.

Today is a beautiful sunny day, with the eyesight of Saga Living Buddha, you can see very clearly, this black line is approaching continuously, and soon it covers the entire sky, black and dark, like covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Looking from a distance, it seems that a large "black cloud" is slowly pressing down from the end of the eastern sky.

The reason why people feel slow is of course not because the "black cloud" moves too slowly, but because the "black cloud" is too wide and wide, which gives people a feeling of slowness.

In fact, the black cloud quickly swept across the sky, and the distance to Daxue Mountain was getting closer and closer. Not only the Living Buddha Saga, but also the monks in Molun Temple had already seen clearly where the black cloud was, and it was clearly densely packed flying swords. It was a black rain of swords.

Countless flying swords, arranged in an array, roared towards them.

The sun that hangs high above the nine-day sky casts ten thousand zhang rays of light, and the bright light falls on this sword rain, making this sword rain no longer "dark", but reflecting countless rays of light, gorgeous and dazzling, every flying sword seems to be It was shining brightly, as if countless flames were burning on the sky.

No one can clearly see how many flying swords there are in this splendor. Everyone only knows that the master of the sword sect has controlled countless flying swords.

These flying swords are coming towards Molun Temple, and they are not formed by condensing sword energy, but real sword weapons.

Looking at the entire grassland, even the Central Plains, there is no place where there are so many swords, so there is only one possibility. These swords come from Jianzhong Island, one of the 36 islands in the East China Sea. , more than a million!
This is also probably the farthest time to drive a flying sword in the past hundred years. From Jianzhong Island in the East China Sea to Daxue Mountain in the grassland, the distance is more than ten thousand miles?
At this moment, Saga Tulku was too shocked to speak.

Even the entire Molun Temple was completely silent. The countless flying swords were getting closer and closer, and the piercing whistling sound they brought out became more and more clear. heart.

Spectacular.

All the monks in the Molun Temple subconsciously stopped their movements. The bells and drums in the temple stopped, and even the sound of chanting sutras stopped.

The next moment, the sword rain crashed down.

It is even more magnificent than Shangguan Xianchen driving Wanjian to the sea back then.

Living Buddha Saga was stunned. People in Jianzong do things so unreasonably?
The Molun Temple under his feet is no less than a majestic city.

Do you, Xu Beiyou, really want to attack the city alone? !

(End of this chapter)