That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 381 One Finger Broken River Hidden Mystery
Qinglian's sword light had an astonishing momentum, and after it dispersed, Li Qingyu was revealed.

Throughout the ages, many monks have fantasized about integrating the three doctrines, cultivating a great achievement, and being the only one in heaven and earth.

But counting with your fingers, how many people can really integrate the three families?Among them are many astonishing and brilliant people like Li Zijian, but in the end they all end up miscellaneous but not skilled. Prove longevity.

Shangguan Xianchen is a single-minded person, loyal to the way of the sword, extremely devoted to the way of the sword, and finally achieves the realm of a living god.

Qingchen is also a single-minded person, even if he is expelled from the Taoist sect, his cultivation will never deviate from what the Taoist sect has learned.

The Zhanyan School, one of the five schools of Taoism, not only knows how to calculate the secrets of heaven, but also has profound attainments in formations.

With one enemy against two, Qing Chen didn't have the slightest fear, waved his big sleeves, and eight mysterious banners flew out from the sleeves one by one, standing in all directions around Li Qingyu, forming a formation of their own.

The chief deacon of the Temple of Demon Suppression, the Southern Ghost Emperor, is good at controlling ghosts, but compared with Qingchen, he is completely different.

I saw that the breaths of the eight mysterious banners are connected together, and there is a faint breath of darkness, as if the door of hell is about to open.

Qingchen formed a overturning seal in his hand, and said softly: "Eight generals will break their souls."

The eight black banners turned into eight bone flag gates, and the black air inside the gates rolled endlessly, bottomless. Then, with the violent vibration of the flag gates, eight tall and hideous figures broke through the black mist and walked out slowly from the flag gates , the momentum is terrifying.

The reason why the Taoist sect is so powerful is not only because they helped Emperor Xiao seize the world, but also the Taoist temples established in various places are not just for collecting incense money. Taoist disciples either travel around or guard a Taoist temple. The matter of descending demons.

Not to mention eliminating demons, this is an errand of the Demon Suppressing Palace, and most of the so-called demon heads are people who disagree with the Taoist sect, but subduing demons is a real thing that benefits others.

In today's world, real evildoers are rare, but there are quite a few ghosts. Just like when Xu Beiyou met Yin soldiers in the ancient battlefield, they can be classified as ghosts.

The ghost soldiers that Xu Beiyou had beheaded before could only be regarded as the lowest level of ghosts. At this time, the eight ghost generals that Qingchen recruited were almost comparable to the bronze armored corpses. The air sucks human blood, and the whole body is extremely poisonous. Wherever it passes, the person in charge will be killed immediately. If they are allowed to cause harm, people and animals will almost disappear.

Taoist disciples have their own system for killing ghosts and catching demons. In this respect, except for Buddhism, which is slightly comparable, other sects are not as good. The dead Southern Ghost Emperor can be regarded as a master of this, but no matter how mysterious the means , in the final analysis, it still depends on one's own cultivation base. If the cultivation base is not good, it is inevitable that one will end up being backlashed by ghosts.

In the past dynasties, there are many Taoists who died because of surrendering ghosts, but at the same time they also sheltered countless people. The accumulation of years and years is the great merit of the Taoism, and the accumulated merits can be turned into the luck of the Taoism. The reason why the Taoism To be able to be lucky is not only a major event in the world, but also such "little things". This is why the Jishan Sect, who is proficient in accumulating merit and virtue, is the number one sect of Taoism. A sect wants to last for thousands of years. If the fire is not extinguished, it is inevitable to care about everything like living at home.

In the past few decades, Qing Chen couldn't make any progress in his own cultivation, so he began to accumulate his own merits with the method of accumulating good deeds. He spent more than ten years capturing these eight ghost generals, and then used After the Tongtian cultivation base is refined, it will be sealed in the Qimen, and it will take time to recruit servants without losing any vitality. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Qing Chen waved his hand lightly, and the eight ghosts surrounded Li Qingyu. The black mist in their hands turned into guns, spears, shields, swords, knives, bows, hooks, and locks. They stood according to the eight trigrams. With the strength close to the peak of human immortality, after being refined by Qingchen with great effort, it is already comparable to ordinary immortals. Now relying on the formation method to borrow from each other, the resentment and death are so strong that even Li Qingyu can cope with it. strenuous.

Qing Chen stopped caring about Li Qingyu, and turned to look at the Dragon King.

The Dragon King stretched his arms out of his sleeves, slowly put his hands together in front of his chest, and said in a deep voice, "Heshan."

Two mighty air energies rushed towards Qing Chen like a galloping river, one left and one right.

Qing Chen also spread his hands left and right, using his own pair of fleshy palms to support the two mighty qi so that they cannot meet.

The two got into a wrestling situation.

The Qingchen cloud was light and the wind was light, but there were blue veins on the Dragon King's forehead.

After such a stalemate for a while, Qing Chen sneered, and pushed out with both hands suddenly, causing the two mighty Qi to flow back against the current.

The Dragon King's face suddenly turned pale, and he took three steps back, each step shaking the ground.

Qing Chen stretched out a hand, drew a dot in the air, and wrote a big "Qian" character.

As the front character pressed directly on the Dragon King like a big mountain, the ground under the Dragon King's feet instantly shattered, causing him to sink continuously.

Hearing warm words is like pinching rice, hearing cold words is like drinking ice, hearing heavy words is like carrying a mountain, hearing dangerous words is like pressing eggs, hearing warm words is like wearing jade, and hearing beneficial words is like giving gold.

Then the word "before" is a heavy word that cannot be repeated, and it will crush the Dragon King to death.

Since you, the Dragon King, have cultivated the supernatural power of moving mountains in Buddhism, can you move this mountain in the poor way?

The dragon king's monk robe was in tatters, his back was bent like a mountain of weight, and the skin beneath it was plated with a layer of dazzling gold at some point.

He really took the mountain down.

Qing Chen didn't take it seriously, and then went ahead with the pen again, writing the word "array".

If the previous character "Qian" is a mountain, then this "array" is a talisman.

As the word "array" fell, the Dragon King's back bent even more, the golden color on his skin gradually faded, and the energy around his body began to weaken at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qing Chen ignored the Dragon King and walked towards the southeast of Xiangfan City.

Suppressing the two great earth immortals with a wave of hands is the terrifying cultivation level that is regarded as the number one devil in the world by the Temple of Demon Suppression.

But Qing Chen didn't kill him, after all, he came here to get treasure, not to kill.

Qing Chen came to the bank of the Han River, constantly adjusted his position while pinching his fingers, and didn't stop until an open place on the river.

The river here is nearly [-] feet wide and bottomless, which is very abrupt in the entire Hanshui River.

There was a smile on Qing Chen's face, his hands were constantly intertwined and formed seals, and the energy of his whole body was connected with this world.

In the end, he compared his two fingers to sword fingers, and pointed towards the river.

There was a pause on the surface of the river, then a tremor, and finally a turbulent wave, rolling in thousands of layers of snow, made a loud noise that was more powerful than summer thunder.

The huge river of Han River was actually divided into two by Qing Chen's finger.

It seems that there is an invisible long embankment that cuts off the river. The first half of the river continues to flow eastward, rushing to the sea and never returning.

It's spectacular.

The emergence of a fault in the river is already shocking, but the next scene is even more shocking.

A not-too-large temple slowly rises from the bottom of the river, and countless sand flows down, gradually revealing the huge Buddha's palm under the temple.

This temple was lifted from the bottom of the river by a stone Buddha palm!

The mystery of these methods is simply unimaginable.

(End of this chapter)