The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 347 The end
Everything seemed to be still at this moment, the sun and moon were silent, the stars were stagnant, and the horrifying expression of Mahakala was also frozen at this moment.

An index finger gently touched down, the light flowing from the fingertip touched the center of its eyebrows.

The moment the fingertips touched it, the light spread like ripples from the center of Mahakala's eyebrows to the whole body. The newly reshaped body melted like spring snow in an instant, the skin became dim, the expression solidified, and then suddenly collapsed like a gathering of dust. , disintegrated inch by inch, more like flying ash, without blood, flesh and blood, crushed into powder.

Although the physical body dies, its form remains.

It was also a phantom, with a blurred outline, but the face was constantly changing its appearance, sometimes it was a man, sometimes it was a woman, sometimes it turned into Dongfang Wudi, sometimes it turned into the Fire Cloud Evil God, Bodhidharma, Wang Chongyang, The shadows of countless powerful men throughout the ages emerged one by one.

But now, these shadows are all screaming in unison, struggling incessantly, as if they are trying to break free from this body, but the finger between the eyebrows does not move at all, and despite their ever-changing shapes, it is still difficult to escape their shape.

"He finally showed up!" Chen Zhuo had been waiting for this moment, "Are you that consciousness?"

"So what?" Mahakala's face kept changing, and even the consciousness coming out of his spiritual thoughts had completely different dynamics, and his body was getting taller and shorter, "I don't believe it, this is impossible, how could I lose..." ah……"

Looking at the other party's crazy look, Chen Zhuo said slowly: "Do you know why? You are already very strong, almost a god or demon, even stronger than me. But unfortunately, what you achieve is never your own; what? "Nine Yang Divine Art" and "Yi Jin Jing", the truly amazing thing is the person who created them, and you are just a weak person who stole the fruits of those extremely powerful people... With all the thoughts of the people gathered in one body, there is only With this little ability, you really disappoint me!"

"Weak?" Mahakala was stunned when he heard this, "You say I am weak?"

It stared intently at Chen Zhuo, with faces emerging one after another, some happy, some angry, some sad and some happy, as if it could see all kinds of expressions of living beings.

Chen Zhuo suddenly smiled calmly and said, "But you still have one more chance."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the eyebrows of his body behind him suddenly lit up, and the sea of ​​​​consciousness opened up in an instant.

Chen Zhuo's martial arts soul suddenly returned, and he was dragged in together with Mahakala. The two turned into two streams of light and threw themselves into it.

As the light faded away, Chen Zhuo closed his eyes and took a deep breath without moving.

And in his sea of ​​consciousness, Mahakala looked at everything in amazement.

"This... where is this?"

But it saw countless circulating handwritings flickering on and off before its eyes, boundless and vast, like a world formed by countless scriptures and writings.

Some of these writings fly like birds, some bloom like flowers, some stand like distant mountains, some like an old pine, some rush like streams, some hang high like stars, and some turn into rivers and the earth. At a glance, they are all words.

Yin and Yang intertwine, and the five qi rotate.

Moreover, the flowers have their fragrance, the birds have their chirping, the water has the sound, and the breeze has the sound. Everything seems real, like a dream or an illusion, making it difficult to tell what is real.

Amazing.

This is Chen Zhuo's experience of all kinds of scripture meanings and the embodiment of his own martial arts philosophy. Originally, it was a nothingness that could only be understood and cannot be expressed. Now, in his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, everything appears completely alive.

The sky is high and the sky is vast. Chen Zhuo, dressed in a green shirt, becomes the only one in the eyes of Mahakala.

It was only at this time that Mahakala finally felt a horrifying palpitation. He looked at the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness and asked in a trembling voice, "What kind of martial arts is this?"

Chen Zhuo answered the question unreasonably: "In the battle of martial arts, you are half a step behind. Now, in this battle of spiritual thoughts, don't let me down. If you win, all this will be yours."

As he finished speaking, he nonchalantly raised his hands and flicked his sleeves. The sky and the earth in front of him suddenly transformed from a clear sky into a boundless sea of ​​immeasurable words, with wild waves, thunder and thunder, which was terrifying and abnormal.

How dare Dahei neglect him? He gritted his teeth and concentrated, and phantoms began to emerge from his body. They were all the strongest players in the past and present...

"kill!"

Another round of confrontation.

……

The boundless universe, the vast starry sky.

Even time seems to have no trace here. In the cold and dead darkness, huge stars shine with different brilliance, and the floating dust and meteorites don’t know where they came from and where they should go.

And in this lifeless, silent starry sky, a figure lies in the darkness as if sleeping, floating aimlessly like a mayfly drifting with the waves.

There was no breathing or heartbeat, but the faint light between his eyebrows seemed to say that he was still alive.

That was Chen Zhuo.

I don't know how much time passed like this, but his originally crystal white skin began to become shriveled, as if it had become rotten wood, losing its original vitality. His tall and straight body was also shrinking little by little, and his black hair was slowly stained with frost. He has become older, his closed pores are secreting a little dirty blood, and his muscles are more like writhing and trembling earthworms, wriggling uncontrollably.

The already withered body showed signs of falling apart at this moment, with streaks of blood opening.

An unknown amount of time passed, and this time, the brilliance between Chen Zhuo's brows gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared. His physical body seemed to have completely turned into dust in the universe, constantly decaying, and being shattered by the impact of meteorites.

The floating body became dilapidated, cut off at the waist, leaving only half of the body, and finally only a head.

However, just when he was about to be annihilated, the brilliance that had disappeared between his eyebrows suddenly reappeared, his closed eyes slowly opened, and his dark, dead right eye dimly lit up.

"Hehehe...hahaha..."

Even though his lips moved, Chen Zhuo was still able to laugh.

Of course he should laugh, because he won.

In that sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, he almost slaughtered all the thousands of masters transformed by Mahakala and all living beings in the world, killing them till the sky was dark.

Although it paid a huge price, it was worth it.

Because of the endless thoughts of the common people, the Tao and Dharma here, the true meaning of martial arts, and the concepts of martial arts, everything has now been integrated into the infinite sea of ​​words, making a wedding dress for him.

This is what Chen Zhuo wanted.

But he still couldn't help but sigh when he realized that all that was left of his body was a solitary head.

After a series of fierce battles, he encountered a powerful enemy, was seriously injured, and in this boundless starry sky, he must have lost his strength and died.

Fortunately, he has now advanced in his spiritual way, and can survive forever without the need for a physical body, not to mention the magical power of immortality such as the "Shan Zi Jing".

Taking one last look at the starry sky and universe, Chen Zhuo did not hesitate. With his last thought, he pushed the dead body forward and disappeared, already leaving.

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In times of turmoil, China is in chaos.

Between Huai River and Sishui, there is a strange place that stretches for hundreds of miles and is full of ruins of deserted villages.The reason why it is strange is that this place has gathered not only the world's first-class heroes and heroes, but also desperadoes who lick blood with their swords, and despicable and insidious villains who care about human life.

There is no black and white, no good or evil, no good or evil here, but everyone in the world is flocking to it. Countless people come one after another. Too many people forget about life and death and rush here. It seems that they have to fall here to die.

This is the Tomb of Heroes, where the fame and fortune ambitions of countless heroes and martial arts masters are buried; it is also a nest of joy and gentleness, with the best wine, the most beautiful women, the most delicious food, and the best enjoyment.

But this place can be both enjoyable and deadly.

The world is dangerous and people are unpredictable. Maybe the person who greeted you with a smile just a moment ago will turn around and stab your heart with a knife.

Countless vicious and desperate villains in the world regard it as a safe haven. They do all kinds of evil without restraint and are lawless. Naturally, they are used to doing things that take human lives lightly.

In addition, there are also the most terrifying masters and the most powerful people from all sides...

The rivers and lakes are full of fish, lobsters and crabs. It is only the mixture of fish and dragons that creates the strangeness of this place.

This place is called "Bianhuang" by the Han people in the south, and "Outuo" by the Hu people in the north, which is unique.

The situation that exists today in the hundreds of miles between Huai and Si must be traced back to the collapse of the Han Dynasty in the past.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the world's heroes came together, and wars continued. In addition, natural disasters, famines and famines continued, so that the people were displaced, countless people died of starvation and disease, ten houses were empty, and bones covered the fields.

Afterwards, during the Three Kingdoms War, every time there was a war between Sun Wu and Cao Wei, more often than not it broke out between Huai and Si. Under the trampling of cavalry, the fields were desolate, the houses were reduced to ruins, and the people were displaced. So far, it has been desolate for hundreds of miles. There is no smoke.

Time moved back to the Western Jin Dynasty when the Sima family dominated the world. We did not want to experience the "Eight Kings Rebellion" and the "Yongjia Disaster" again. The situation could change so easily that people were caught off guard. When the country was weak, the Xiongnu, Xianbei, Qiang, Di, Jie, all the five major Hu tribes have rebelled against the Jin Dynasty, and the remaining foreign tribes have continued to rebel, and there are dozens of them. The Central Plains, which was already devastated by war, has been torn apart again.

Until Emperor Huaimin fell into dust, the Jin royal family fled south and retreated, and China fell into the situation of "Five Hus and Sixteen Kingdoms", with the north and the south facing each other.

But between Huai and Si, there are still continuous wars, and it is an uninhabited land on the border between the northern and southern governments, so it has become the most unique place in the world.

Although this place is desolate, it is the only thoroughfare that connects the north and the south, and is the only thoroughfare for trade between the two parties. It is also the most prosperous place in Middle-earth. There are all kinds of business here, including both visible and shady businesses. Anyone who can get in can still do it. If you come out alive, you will definitely make a lot of money.

All forces want to take it as their own, and countless martial artists want to make a name for themselves here.

Entering here means abandoning the etiquette and law, and everyone is called a "deserted man".

The wind and dust stirred up, bringing with it the faint smell of blood.

Under the high hill, a murder and smuggling operation was abandoned. The robbers were picking up the corpses on the ground and laughing while holding the gold and silver jewelry hidden in the goods.

The so-called cleaning up is just to peel off the clothes that are still intact on the body, and then cut it into eight pieces without burying it.

Because of the years of fighting and war in the border wilderness, the countless corpses have given birth to a group of evil wolves that lie dormant day and night, and move at the sound of wind.

These beasts live in groups and like to eat human flesh. Wherever they pass, all humans and animals turn into bones. They are three times more powerful than evil spirits. Therefore, they do not need to deal with it too much. By the end of the night, everything will be eaten. Eat it all without leaving any trace.

The ones who did it were Hu people, to be precise, they were a group of Jie tribesmen. They were shouting in a weird accent. While talking and laughing, they did not forget to pick up a delicate broken arm of a woman from the corpse. While swallowing the saliva, they were already dead. He placed it on the ignited fire and burned it.

It is not difficult to imagine what the purpose is.

Since the overthrow of Shenzhou and the rise of the Five Hus and Sixteen Kingdoms, except for powerful people and martial arts masters, the fate of ordinary Han people has been miserable.

The Jie tribe dominates the north and is famous for its brutal rule. In addition, the war has caused hardship to all countries, so cannibalism is not uncommon.

These Hu people even gave the Han people a name, "Two-legged Sheep". Because the Han people in the Central Plains are located in fertile soil, their skin and flesh are not as rough as theirs, but the raw material is delicate, so they are likened to mutton and can be used for cooking. Food.

As the aroma of meat wafted out, several Jie people started to eat with their heads down while drinking wine.

At this time, I suddenly heard a "bang", dark clouds rushed across the sky, thunder and lightning flashed, but heavy rain was coming.

The sky was dark and the earth was dark, and with the gusts of wind blowing out, on the distant hills, ghostly gray shadows had climbed to the top of the mountain. Looking towards this side, their green eyes like will-o'-the-wisps were shining brightly in the strong wind. rise.

"Ow!"

The high-pitched howl of the wolf echoed throughout the world.

The few Jie people who were still feasting on food all got up one after another. They lived as nomads, so they naturally understood the dangers involved, especially these man-eating wolves. Not only were their claws and claws extremely poisonous, but their temperament was even more ferocious.

With a low curse, a group of people hurriedly changed into Han Chinese clothes, took the stolen money and planned to leave.

"Cough cough cough...fix it!"

It was also at this time that a soft voice suddenly sounded from under the high hill where the strong wind was blowing.

Amidst the violent choking sound, he uttered a word. The Jie people who had started to leave felt as if they had been stabbed in the acupuncture point. They remained motionless, leaving only a pair of horrified eyes that kept turning around, fearful and begging for mercy. means.

In the wind and dust, there was a lifted black cloak. Under the cloak, a corner of green clothes could be faintly seen. It was empty and moving constantly, and there were bursts of rapid coughing.

This man walked slowly through several Jie people, his black robe tugging on the floor, dragging him forward, as if he was just passing by.

But when the single eye under the cloak caught sight of the pieces of meat standing next to the fire, some subtle changes immediately occurred in his calm eyes, and then he stopped and turned around.

Just because the wolves were approaching quickly at this time.

Just as a group of people were trembling in fear, a sound of hesitation came from under the cloak. The black cloak fluttered in the wind, and a huge force spread out, turning into a strong wind, covering all the evil wolves. in.

"Well!"

As a long and deep sound of swallowing sounded, the strong wind turned back. The fur of the previous glance was glowing with red light. The ferocious wolves had shriveled up visibly to the naked eye. In just one breath, they all froze in place and turned into One after another, the mummies had their vitality drained out of them, like charcoal.

The five Capricorns had long been frightened out of their wits. They were controlled by others and could not move. They could only express their feelings with a pair of eyes that kept turning around.

But they soon stopped turning, and saw the mysterious man in a cloak in front of them suddenly raised his hand and pointed in the air, saying: "Get up!"

The corpses on the ground that had been torn into pieces by them actually moved when they heard the sound. They sat up from the ground one after another, and the broken limbs and arms were rejoined. Even the two-part corpses had their necks broken and reassembled.

But in a blink of an eye, the dead and resurrected corpses had surrounded the Jie people.

The mysterious man turned around and left without forgetting to leave a message.

"Kill them... cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!!!"

　Legend of the Borderlands

　　
　
(End of this chapter)