Distress: Buddhist Prison Jingxuan

Chapter 104 The Change of the Iron Clan
Time flies, and the martial arts has advanced a long way towards the future trajectory of destiny.

Among the clouds and thunder peaks.

Having been in seclusion for some time, Qizhou Yifandu felt his prayer beads fluctuate, so he couldn't help but slowly opened his eyes, looking in the direction of Yanshan Iron Clan, with a frown between his brows, he said in doubt.

"The Buddha beads have changed, could it be that something happened to the Iron Clan?"

"This matter needs to be communicated to the subject, and it depends on how the subject judges."

"Um……"

After saying a word, he closed his eyes and communicated with the main body far away in the Buddhist prison with his spiritual consciousness.

At the same time, Jingxuan, who received the information from the secondary body, couldn't help but let out a cry of bewilderment, raised his hand, and absorbed one of the many books into his hand.

Then he opened the book in his hand, it contained all the information about Yanshan Iron Clan.

There is also their destiny and future, which is clearly written on it.

"Hmm...let me see..."

"The change of the iron clan was caused by the creation of the magic sword."

"The information in my memory is that the moment the patriarch of the Iron Clan held the magic sword, he was manipulated. What followed was a bloody massacre from him, and most of the Iron Clan members were lost as a result."

"Since then, it has been in a slump, and it has led to the birth of the Silence of the Gods."

"There is also the participation of the Buddha Emperor of the Nine Realms. This Spirit Slash is forged by his holy blood."

"Hey, something is wrong... There is a problem with the time. Although hundreds of years have passed, it doesn't match up with the more than 1000 years in memory..."

"Isn't it the Iron Clan rebellion, but something happened to the Iron Clan Great Elder?"

"But if it is really caused by the birth of the magic sword, then there is a big problem with this sword."

"Would it be Death's plan? It's interesting."

Immediately, he made up his mind and ordered the deputy who was far away in Leifeng to go to the location of the Iron Clan as soon as possible.

After receiving the news, Que Zhou Yifan crossed, nodded slightly, then got up, and stepped out from his closed place.

Leaving Yungu Leifeng directly with light, and quickly headed to the location of Yanshan Iron Clan.

At the same time, Jing Xuan, who was far away in the boundless world of learning, suddenly said something funny.

"interesting…"

"Will it be a game of death?"

"The boring days finally have some turmoil."

Immediately, he stepped to the front of the Guqin, stroked the strings, took the Guqin, and left the place directly.

Meanwhile, among the Iron Clan...

A huge magical atmosphere swept the entire Yanshan Mountain with a threatening frost, and even the surging magma was directly frozen.

The remnants of the Iron Clan are huddling behind the great elder of the Iron Clan.

However, the great elder of the Iron Clan who acted as the savior gradually turned pale, not for any reason, but because the light of the Buddhist beads was gradually fading.

"Damn it, there is really something wrong with this tricky sword."

"I don't know how long this Buddhist beads can last..."

This thought flashed in his mind, but he couldn't say anything, he needed to appease the emotions of the people behind him and fight against the patriarch in front of him.

"Elder, what should we do now!"

A man in the crowd asked the great elder who was resisting the mad patriarch in front of him.

"Hey, after a while the Buddha's light dissipates, you run away, and I will hold the patriarch back."

"As long as you are alive, the Iron Clan still has hope. If you are gone, the Iron Clan is really gone."

Hearing this, the Great Elder of the Iron Clan couldn't help sighing, and told the crowd behind him:
"Big elder..."

Many of them belonged to the disciples of the Great Elder. After hearing his master's words, they couldn't help but tears in their eyes and began to choke up.

"Cry for a hammer, manly man"

"I am an old bone. If I die, I will die. You can just live."

The great elder of the Iron Clan couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he heard the sound of weeping. These finished bastards are not strong at all.

Immediately, pretending to be very angry, he yelled at the people behind him.

"Indeed, when you're getting old, it's not easy to live, so don't keep thinking about dying."

"You're right, Great Elder."

At this moment, an interesting male voice came from above the clouds.

"This voice!"

Hearing the words, the Great Elder of the Iron Clan was instantly overjoyed, and suddenly looked in the direction of the clouds.

On top of the clouds, a man's figure slowly descended, it was Jingxuan in Xuehai Wuya.

I saw him carrying the Changqin on his back, and the moment he landed, countless golden words of Confucianism rose from the ground.

Jingxuan looked at the crazy Iron Clan patriarch in front of him, and then at the pitch-black long sword in his hand, raised his eyebrows involuntarily, and said.

"Elder, what's the situation now."

"Brother Jingxuan, I don't know what's going on. I only know that there is something wrong with the weapon."

Hearing this, the Great Elder of the Iron Clan couldn't help but shook his head with a headache, and then explained aloud:
"As soon as the patriarch picked it up, he changed into a different person. He kept shouting why he created me, and then started killing people."

"Oh, so it is."

Jingxuan nodded slightly when he heard the words, it is true that the magic sword has created the world, but why is it at this time, there is a problem, there is a big problem.

"Amitabha, please lead the Great Elder to leave this place with everyone from the Iron Clan."

"Next, if a war breaks out, we may not be able to take care of you."

At this moment, a radiant Buddha's light suddenly illuminated the entire earth, and a compassionate figure of the Buddha, with Manjusri on his back, stepped out from the Buddha's light.

"Stable, I will trouble you for this matter, thank you for your kindness!!"

"Look at the hammer, you bastards, go fast, go fast, master the tricks, but it will hurt Chiyu."

The Great Elder of the Iron Clan saw two masters coming to Mount Yan at the same time, and instantly felt stable.

He hurriedly greeted the people who were still in a daze, and quickly fled the place.

"Don't go..."

The patriarch of the Iron Clan holding a long sword saw that everyone in the Iron Clan wanted to escape, and immediately swung his sword down.

The sword qi was sharp, mixed with a huge force of death. Jingxuan felt the power of death contained in it, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and raised his hand to strike out a palm qi.

Accompanied by the mighty style of Confucianism, he directly shattered the sword energy in the middle of the journey.

"It's really not that simple..."

Jingxuan couldn't help sighing as he looked at the earth that was baptized by the sword energy and instantly withered in front of him.

"what…"

Seeing this, Quezhou Yifandu raised his voice and shouted, destroying the Buddha essence in his body to the peak, and with a movement of his body, he appeared above the Iron Clan patriarch in an instant.

Raising his palm and pressing down, he saw that the Iron Clan patriarch raised his jet-black long sword and rowed directly towards Quezhou Yifandu without avoiding it.

Quezhou Yifandu saw this, his figure dissipated, let him draw a space, and then reappeared in front of the Iron Clan patriarch, raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

"boom"

Accompanied by a shocking explosion, the frozen magma in the Yanshan Mountain revived again, venting its frozen anger to the sky.

Numerous rock fires streaked across the sky like shooting stars, giving people a strange sense of beauty.

"Is this the magic sword creation? Why do I feel something is wrong?"

Jingxuan couldn't help but asked aloud in great doubt as he looked at the lacking boat that retreated with a single blow.

"I don't know..."

Que Zhou Yifan Du heard the words, shook his head, and said indifferently, he had no way of knowing the doubts of the people beside him.

"Very good, is the opposite side evolved or mutated."

"It seems that this god who is unwilling to be lonely should have added a little material to the creation of the magic sword."

"Don't waste time, just kill him directly."

Looking at the patriarch of the Iron Clan who had evolved into a humanoid creature, Jingxuan couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and ordered.

Quezhou Yifandu heard the words, nodded slightly, and double-teamed in another direction.

(End of this chapter)