The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Chapter 296

The terrifying aura in the void erupted in an instant, and the bright jade sword came out of yin and yang, meaning life and death.

The air between the two began to condense, and the monstrous murderous aura began to permeate, thicker and thicker, as if Mingyu's sword had pulled away all vitality, and the depression brought by death was suffocating.

The Taoist in linen sighed again and again, he glanced at the six-winged golden cicada on his fingertips, shook his head lightly, and then softly recited the Precious Instructions.

I saw the rays of light blooming between the heaven and the earth, leading the Taoist priest to rise behind a circle of black and yellow merit and virtue golden wheel, hanging high in the void, dazzling and dazzling, and the brilliant power of heaven swept all directions. At this moment, he seems to be carrying out a solemn battle with the will of heaven. approval.

The sky overwhelms the terrain, and the sword light is hard to get close to.

But this brilliant heavenly power can't make Mingyu retreat in the slightest.

God, he has seen it.

God, he has seen it too.

He has even seen the saint of heaven.

Today, I can't suppress him!
Mingyu's face was neither happy nor sad, and said: "It seems that the one who wanted to kill me before was really uncle."

Jieyin Taoist's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, Hunyuan's aura stagnated, and his expression was extremely painful.

I really can't carry this scapegoat!
At the moment when he greeted Dazed God, a vast sea of ​​murderous aura criss-crossed and overwhelmed the golden light all over the sky, and a ray of white light flashed across his heart quietly and without breath.

This is the Sword of Punishment!

Jieyin's body shook violently, his breathing became disordered, and the golden light of his merits and virtues could not be sustained, and he almost broke through.

"cut!"

One-style slashing sword.

Almost at the same time, Wu Guang suddenly rose from the spirit altar, and the violent sword energy rampaged in the pure white world, and the fierce and sinister billowing death energy annihilated a large area of ​​space.

This one after another change of events made Taoist Jieyin's expression change again and again in shock.

When he stroked his sleeves, the world changed again, and the lotus leaves in the sky were infinitely green, and the green lotuses were in full bloom.When the immeasurable lotus appeared, a relic manifested, ten thousand golden lights were hidden up and down, and the white air hung in the sky.

Facing the Taoist who was about to erupt, Mingyu immediately withdrew his sword to stop the attack, dispelled the blessing of the tunnel, took a drop of the heart of the saint, and saluted the Taoist in Mai.

"Thank you, uncle."

Thanks?
Taoist Jieying was stunned, and then he reacted, his eyes fell on his fingertips, the six-winged golden cicada was only an empty shell, its original spirit and true spirit had long since been wiped out by Mingyu's slashing sword Down.

"Small friendly means."

Jieyin Taoist said in a muffled voice, there is a depression in his heart that cannot be calmed down, the mighty magic power is boundless and boundless, but facing Mingyu who has withdrawn his sword at this moment, there is nowhere to vent it.

"Thank you for your praise, Master." Mingyu accepted it calmly.

There was no words for a while, and the air was a little dull.

Mingyu looked at the relic in the sky, the golden light and white air were still there, and the corner of his mouth twitched undetectably.

He went on to say, "Mingyu was attacked and killed, and just now he took advantage of the tunnel to realize that the six-winged golden cicada was ordered to hide in the void and followed me all the way, so he raised his sword and killed him, but he never thought that he would meet here. Martial Uncle. Mingyu dares to ask, what is the purpose of Martial Uncle here?"

After finishing the last sentence, Mingyu's eyelids drooped slightly, covering up the sharpness in her eyes.

Taoist Jieyin looked pained, he let go of his aura, stared at the six-winged golden cicada on his fingertips, and sighed softly: "This cicada is quite magical, and I have a relationship with me as a teacher and student. However, I count this cicada It is difficult to get out of the sea of ​​suffering, so I thought about crossing him, but I didn't think everything would be empty, maybe this is also the reason."

Hearing this, Mingyu restrained the sharpness in her eyes, then smiled lightly and said, "The six-winged golden cicada is bloodthirsty by nature, and has a strong rage. It is the right intention to sink into the sea of ​​bitterness. I know that my uncle has the world in mind and has a big Compassion, great perseverance. Traveling through the prehistoric world for thousands of years, saving countless lives, but some people with predestined relationship, while alive, it is better not to cross over."

"How do you explain Mingyu's words?" Asked the Taoist.

"There are not a few criminals in the prehistoric world. If there is a destiny among these people, will my uncle also cross?" Mingyu asked.

The answer was quoted: "All living beings are equal, and all beings are destined to cross over."

"Then what should we do about the boundless karma they have created, and the evils of heaven and earth? If Master Uncle pulls them out of the sea of ​​suffering, how will the people thrown into the sea of ​​suffering be released? Can you call it boundless?" Mingyu pressed her every step of the way.

The lead Taoist bowed his head in thought.

Seeing that the Daoist Jieying did not speak, Mingyu said again: "It's like the golden cicada in the hands of my uncle. My uncle had a destiny with him and wanted to cross him out of the sea of ​​suffering, but he died in the hands of my uncle. Does that mean that he has a relationship with my teacher? Uncle's fate has not yet come, or he is not worthy to live out of the sea of ​​suffering at all!"

Facing Mingyu's angry rebuke, the Taoist Jieyin sighed, "Western Dafa can save people immeasurably."

"The common people are suffering, and when they are crossed, they must be crossed. Those who have committed serious crimes and have terrible karma, if the uncle really wants to cross, it is better to cross Mo Dusheng!" Mingyu replied coldly.

"Crossing death, Mo Dusheng?" The guiding Taoist bowed his head in thought.

Seeing this, Mingyu nodded lightly: "The six wings should die, and the golden cicada has a fate. When it dies, it will die, and the fate will continue."

Want to overcome obstacles?no problem!

Kill him first, the boundless karma will be empty, maybe you can get some merit.The golden cicada is dead, and the slough is here. If you can be resurrected, you will continue your fate.

Damn it, let him die. If you have the ability to rescue him after death, that's your business, and it has nothing to do with me.

After hearing the words, Taoist Jieyin stared at the six-winged golden cicada with only an empty shell left at his fingertips, and gradually had an answer in his heart.

"So, very good."

He sits so solemnly, his body is as quiet as glass, the mighty dharma is upright and pure, the golden light shines on the heavens, and the rolling music cleans away the dust and dirt,
Mingyu looked at the Maid Taoist who had entered the Taoist realm in front of her, and felt relieved.

Although there is a reason and effect for him to kill the Six-winged Golden Cicada, but this is indeed a disciple who was hit, and if someone secretly cares about it, big things will happen.

The current situation is the best.

..............................

East.

A Taoist wears a jade crown on his head, holds a ruyi in his hand, and possesses the power of the heavens. He walks in the world of mortals and is not seen by ants, because he only imparts predestined dharmas and only accepts predestined people.

When a Taoist travels to a mountain, the mountain combines nine directions, and ninety percent of its meaning is the ultimate number of the sky.Look again, thousands of trees and peach blossoms in the mountains are in full bloom, which seems to be a fairyland of peach blossoms.

A young Taoist suddenly had a feeling and came out of the mountain to greet him.

"Ninety percent of the younger generation will become a son, and I will pay my respects to the senior."

Seeing it, Yuanshi Tianzun nodded slightly: "Would you like to practice with me?"

Guang Chengzi was overjoyed, "Greetings, Master!"

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Among the mountains, there are two Taoists walking side by side.

Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi took out a booklet, Hong Yun couldn't help poking his head over, only to see that it read: "The mountain in the shape of a cotoneaster has a lot of gold and jade on it, and a lot of blue and green stones on the bottom..."

Well, it is enriching the classics of delicacies from mountains and seas again!
Hong Yun directly skipped the large section of text, skipped to the last line, and saw that it said: "...there are a lot of fish among them, whose shape is like a mouth, and whose beak is like a mouth, eating them without disease."

"Hey, I said Zhenyuan, are you really here to preach and accept disciples?" Hong Yun became suspicious of Zhenyuan's purpose.

After Zhen Yuanzi finished recording, he put away the booklet, and said with a straight face: "That's natural."

"But what are you doing with these?"

Zhen Yuanzi replied: "My lineage of Earth Immortal is destined to regulate this immeasurable mountains and rivers. The poor Taoist came here to explore for a while and record some geographical scenery. At that time, I can rest assured to arrange disciples to come and guard this place!"

"You are really thoughtful." Hong Yun rolled his eyes.

Zhen Yuan stroked his beard and smiled, and continued on his way.

"Traveling the prehistoric times for [-] years, how is the progress?"

"How can it be that simple, I have no clue now."

"Hey~~ Hurry up, there is no long-term stability in this prehistoric land, and the next big chaos will come at some point..."

(End of this chapter)