Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 397 Walking the Way of Heaven

Xiao Qianli was trapped in the colorless realm by the old monk Wuji. He didn't know the sky and the earth, and the passage of time. He just stepped on the earth, and the three auras of "Growing Tai Chi", "Swallowing the Sun and Moon", and "Transforming the Three Purities" could not be touched for a moment. Without stopping, try to contend with the three thousand methods of no phase.

There is no distinction between years and months in the field, more than ten days have passed in a blink of an eye, Xiao Qianli has dozens of wounds all over his body, and every time it is the most critical moment, Xiao Qianli has to draw out a trace of motherly spirit , Exercising the miraculous "Suppressing Mountains and Rivers" stunt, after a long time, the maternal spirit of the end of all things in the sea of ​​consciousness has shrunk by half.

The old monk Wuji couldn't bear it either. More than half of the condensed Dharma body of Wuxiang's three thousand dharma was chopped off. The opponent has not yet evolved into the top three flowers, but his combat power is so long.

Both of them were extremely exhausted. Seeing the six great dharma figures attacking in unison, Xiao Qianli stretched out his long sword and performed the move "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect", and immediately cut two of the dharma phases that were caught off guard by the sword.

The old monk Wuji laughed and said: "Benefactor Xiao, I have seen your move hundreds of times, but I still can't figure out the essence of the sword intent. If it is not in the domain of the old monk, I am afraid that the evolved three Not one of the thousand dharma ministers is a match for the donor."

There was a void in Xiao Qianli's body, and while mobilizing the power of the stars to replenish the remaining true energy in his body, he smiled and said: "I can't break through your domain, so why can't you get this seat?"

The old monk Wuji chuckled, and said: "I didn't intend to arrest you, as long as it can be delayed for a few more days, so what if I let the benefactor go out?"

"How many more days?" Xiao Qianli was startled and asked, "What day is it now?"

"It's probably the first day of the first lunar month..."

"The first day of the first lunar month?" Xiao Qianli gritted his teeth angrily, "You bald donkeys, you come to the door for no reason, and you don't make people clean during the Chinese New Year!"

Wuji old monk's laughter came from the void, and he said, "You and I are both outsiders, so what's the point if we don't pass the New Year?"

"The Chinese New Year doesn't mean anything to you, but to me..." Xiao Qianli was about to curse back, but suddenly his heart moved, and he said in surprise, "Chinese New Year?"

"New year, new atmosphere! It's the Spring Festival, and this system specially releases a Spring Festival gift package for the host, do you want to check it now?"

The long-lost system reward notification sounded, and Xiao Qianli, who was extremely exhausted, immediately lifted his spirits.

"Yes!"

"Congratulations to the host, you have successfully lived for another year. The special reward is to raise a small realm."

Xiao Qianli gritted his teeth angrily, what do you mean by "living an extra year"?Could it be that this system is looking forward to his early death every day?

But when he heard the second sentence, Xiao Qianli was instantly elated.

What I can't forget the most is to improve my realm, and I finally made it to this day.As long as one's skill reaches a higher level, there is hope of getting out of trouble.

Therefore, when the system issued the Spring Festival gift pack immediately, Xiao Qianli did not receive it directly, but temporarily stored it in the system.

The old monk Wuji suddenly had a feeling in his heart. He looked up and saw a ray of light suddenly flashed in the vast void. Such a fast speed? How come the colorless realm of the old monk has no effect on it?"

He faintly sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly lowered his head to look, only to see that Xiao Qianli's face was as calm as usual, but there were seven-color precious lights flowing around his body, flowing slowly.

As soon as the ray of light entered his body, Xiao Qianli's injuries healed immediately, the exhausted essence in his body returned to its original state, and everything was formed from the condensed mother energy. He closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, then suddenly laughed loudly and said, "My way is accomplished. !"

The Chunjun sword in his hand shook dozens of points of light, and forced the six great dharmas in front of him to retreat a few steps. He reversed the long sword and thrust it into the ground. Press on the hilt.

"Heaven has its way, and man has its way. If you follow the sky, you will live, but if you go against the sky, you will perish!"

"It's for—walking the way of heaven!"

The auras of "Growing Taiji", "Swallowing the Sun and Moon", and "Hua Sanqing" suddenly collapsed and became invisible, and a huge sword energy of more than five feet long descended from the sky, merged with the Chun Jun sword, and suddenly burst out ten thousand feet of sword energy, Covering the Quartet, the murderous aura swept the audience.

The old monk Wuji was stunned, and suddenly he felt that the sky and the earth were solidified, the clouds did not move, the wind did not flow, and the breath did not flow, so he was shocked.You must know that in the realm of the colorless realm, he is the ruler, the god who controls everything. Now that everything is out of his control, why not be surprised?

He was startled suddenly, and hastily turned his head to look, only to see that the remaining thousand golden bodies of Dharma, under the cover of Xingtian Dao, were strangled by thousands of sword qi and turned into fly ash.

Only Xiao Qianli said in a clear voice, "Wu Ji, I have destroyed your small world and your Wuxiang Three Thousand Laws, what else do you have to say now?"

The Wuji old monk laughed and said, "Destroy my colorless realm? What a joke..."

Before the words were finished, Xiao Qianli suddenly let out a long laugh, shook his arms, and a colorful brilliance flashed from his chest, spreading across the audience in an instant.

"Man and sword are one!"

With a loud bang, Xingtian Dao's aura suddenly exploded, thousands of thunderbolts exploded on the flat ground at the same time, and the piercing sword energy swept across the audience, immediately blasting this small world into dust.

With the collapse of the Colorless Realm, the Phaseless Three Thousands vanished into thin air, and all of them condensed into a group, turning into the entity of Wuji Old Monk, standing in front of Xiao Qianli, with surprise and confusion in his eyes.

The power of Xingtian Dao was exploded, and its power was no small matter. Even the old monk Wuji, who is a powerful person in the Pure Land, was shaken all over his body, and his blood was also blocked.

Taking advantage of this moment, Xiao Qianli had already pulled out the pure Jun sword with his backhand, and with a single tap of the long sword, "Xuan Yi Wu Xiang" suddenly hit the Wuji old monk who was caught off guard, leaning back, and then "the sword rushed to Yin and Yang", in Wuji The lonely old monk wrote a "following thing" on his body.

"Sword come!"

Just as the old monk Wuji stood firm, he saw a faint purple mist appearing around his opponent's body at some point.

And on the opponent's long sword, the purple air was also flowing, concealed but not exposed, exuding a sense of oppression that one dare not look at.

His eyes just noticed the Chun Jun sword that was stabbing fiercely, and his mind suddenly shook violently.

In an instant, he seemed to feel the growth, aging, and destruction of all things, the vicissitudes of life, the cycle of life and death, the precipitation and surging of endless waves, and even traced back to the beginning of the world and the beginning of the Three Realms.

It's just a moment, but it seems that hundreds of millions of years have passed.

The old monk Wuji's hairs stood on end, he felt a great threat coming, he desperately wanted to dodge, but he couldn't move a single step, he wanted to raise his true energy to resist, but was caught by "Xuanyi Wuxiang" and "Sword Chong Yinyang". "With the internal strength blocked, before he could think of a way to resist, under the blessing of Ziqi Donglai, the Chun Jun sword had already pierced his chest.

His pupils contracted immediately, he struggled back, escaped from the extremely sharp Chunjun sword, staggered back a few steps, clasped his palms together, and sighed: "The Tathagata knows everything and sees it, all living beings have gained such immeasurable blessings... Why? All sentient beings have no remnants of me, person, sentient beings, or longevity..."

His voice gradually sank, he raised his eyes, and murmured: "I hope the benefactor will do less evil, and save some vitality for the Buddhist sect..."

Xiao Qianli looked at the old monk Wuji, and after a while he said slowly: "If the Mahayana does not fight, I definitely have no reason to kill them all!"

"Not to fight?" The old monk Wuji smiled wryly, his voice became weaker, and he whispered, "But there is no way to fight..."

The next moment, Wuji old monk's body had collapsed, and he died.

(End of this chapter)