National Awakening: I Prove in the Dream of the Heavens

There is nowhere to hide, no gaps to hide.

Only the ghost apostle exerted all his strength to form an all-round shield, and he barely forcibly resisted the countless oceans of petals.

Even so, he struggled to block it, but the seemingly light white paper petals contained extraordinary power, and the energy consumed to maintain the shield far exceeded his recovery speed.

Feng Xi endowed each white paper petal with the energy of Buddhism, Taoism, fairy art, and ninjutsu with the method of Tongtianlu and the seal of ten thousand Buddhas. Not to mention extremely sharp, it also has the sacred attribute of specifically fighting demons.

At this time, covering, cutting, and blasting all over the head and face, it is not an easy task to resist.

This is the same as Xiaonan's 1000 billion Detonating Talismans. It is crushing with strength and quantity, and the ability of non-regular level is unmatched.

Even a five-level apostle with unlimited energy could resist it so hard, so there was no suspense about the outcome of this move for other cultists who were no more than four levels below the extraordinary.

Covered by the sea of ​​flowers, they were split and annihilated into dust in an instant, and they were buried silently in this extremely romantic beauty.

Feng Xi's final scene, Baidi Sword... No, it's the sixth move of the Da Luo Dao Chapter, which directly wiped out hundreds of Ghost Church cult members with one move.

(Byakuya Kuchiki liked it and sent you a green corpse)

As soon as they died, the evil spirits under their control became even more powerless to resist the traction of the Buddha's light of Immortal Coffin Jizo, and they were put into giant coffins at a faster speed.

After a while, all the evil spirits that filled the sky were wiped out.

"Oh!"

After all the evil spirits were contained, the door of the coffin was immediately closed, and the seams were tightly fitted without revealing a single gap.

The seal is complete.

The enchantment relying on the existence of evil spirits also dissipated naturally, revealing a clear sky and a brilliant sun.

Feng Xi stretched out her hand, consumed about two-thirds of the white paper petals, rolled back, and condensed into angel wings behind him.

On the ground, a somewhat embarrassed figure appeared.

The mausoleum that was originally surrounded by hundreds of people, now only the Ghost Apostle is left alone.

The remnant robe on his body could no longer cover his ugly body. He raised his head weakly, showing a frightening grimace, staring at Feng Xi with eyes full of hatred, gnashing his teeth: "There is such strength in the four realms." , the human race is really full of geniuses!"

"It is because of the existence of a guy like you that human beings always hold on to that ridiculous hope and stubbornly refuse to fall into the arms of the Lord. A guy like you is simply a cancer that prevents the sublimation of the world! You should die!"

"Why don't you guys die! Go die!"

Feng Xi looked at him condescendingly, her eyes were indifferent and cold.

The white wings behind him spread freely, and the sun shines on the opponent through his body.

This situation is like a sentence pronounced by God.

Feng Xi didn't care about the yelling and yelling of a cult member with a brain disorder before he died, he just raised Zanpakutao at him again, with a cold tone: "I gave you a chance to speak to make you repent, but But you are hopeless, sure enough, being weak is not a crime, but being stupid is!"

"you······"

Thunder roared, instantly cutting off his last clamor.

With a move of Shocking Insects, it cut through the body of the Ghost Apostle in an instant.

The broken wing petals along the road behind Feng Xi followed the path that Feng Xi pierced through, and poured into his body, completely annihilated his life, destroyed his body, and took away his filthy soul.

Feng Xi turned around silently in the rain of falling flowers, sheathed her knife.

Picking up the steps, before coming to the giant coffin, he took off the sword ball and Buddha beads on his wrist, hung them on the tiger's mouth and held them.

The wooden avatar had also jumped off the ground at this time, came to his side and reminded: "The evil power of the evil spirit inside should have been purified almost, the main body, what do you want to do with it?"

Feng Xi didn't answer, but said calmly: "You go, leave this place to me."

The wooden clone nodded, and disappeared in a flash.

Feng Xi clasped his hands together, with a Buddhist bead hanging on his tiger's mouth, lowered his head facing the huge coffin, and silently recited the mantra of passing away.

A soft golden light shone on his body, and the coffin began to tremble slightly.

For these purified evil spirits, Feng Xi chose to save them.

The way the ghost church creates evil spirits is to torment ordinary people. It is created by combining the power of evil gods with the negative energy in people's hearts. That is to say, every soul in it was once a human being who has been tortured.

Feng Xi could no longer save them, letting them die in peace was the only choice.

As for the matter of staying and enslaving the generals sent by Juling, Feng Xi can't do it yet, and it's not necessary.

It's too scum, if he wants to do this, what is the difference from those cultists?

It will take some time to save so many ghosts, but Feng Xi doesn't think it's a waste.

There is always something that has to be done.

Time passed by every minute and every second, his body remained motionless, only the faint sound of singing wafted far away in the quiet mausoleum.

The atmosphere was quiet and peaceful, with only the soothing wind blowing the boy's hair.

After an unknown amount of time, a slender figure slowly approached from the foot of the mountain.

It was a tall woman with long hair casually draped over her shoulders, and her skin was so fair that she looked sickly.

She was wearing a black parasol and was wearing a neutral black outfit with a black coat over her shoulders.

It seemed that he saw someone on the top of the mountain, the black umbrella was tilted, revealing a beautiful face.

The vicissitudes of the eyes reveal a trace of coldness, and the expression is a little indifferent.

This is a face that makes people unable to tell the age, as if the years have not left traces on her face, but from her mature and capable temperament, it can be felt that she should not be too young.

She was holding a bouquet of white flowers in the other hand, and it seemed that she was here to pay homage to the deceased relatives and friends, but when she saw Feng Xi bowing her head and chanting sutras, she paused and went straight to Feng Xi Stand behind.

Didn't bother, just watched silently.

Feng Xi didn't stop to save her because of her appearance.

After a long time, the transcendence was completed, and there were no ghosts in the giant coffin, and it sank back into the ground and disappeared, leaving only a child-sized wooden Tibetan Buddha statue in place.

Feng Xi paid homage to the Ksitigarbha Buddha statue for the last time, then straightened her back, put on the sword ball bracelet again, and turned to look at the woman behind her: "Senior, are you here to worship your relatives?"

The woman in black spoke slowly, her voice was cold: "Come and see my daughter."

"Sorry, I chose to fight here, I'm afraid I disturbed the heroic soul to sleep."

"It's okay, you take care of them well."

The woman glanced at the tombstones in the cemetery, but none of them were damaged.

The sea of ​​flowers just now clearly covered the entire mausoleum.

She paused, then continued: "You chose this place to protect the residents of the city, they will understand, they should also be willing to see someone who can use their resting place to kill demons and demons, at least my daughter must willing."

Feng Xi nodded, glanced at the bouquet in her hand, and asked: "It seems that the daughter of the senior is also a hero of the human race who hates evil, can I go and worship her?"

The lady in black nodded, first paid homage to the Buddha statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and then took a flower from the bouquet in her hand and inserted it in front of the Buddha statue.

"Sorry, I'll bring more next time."

Seeing this, Feng Xi smiled dumbly, knelt down, and reached out to caress the ground.

The celestial chakra invaded the earth, and the soil around the Buddha statue immediately grew a large number of buds, which grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and bloomed into a flower, surrounding the Buddha statue.

Colorful, bright and brilliant.

After Feng Xi picked some white flower branches and tied them into a bunch, she stood up and looked at the lady in black.

She glanced at the small Buddha statue that looked a little kind and lovely among the flowers, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a smile appeared on her cold face.

"Little guy, you must be very popular with girls."

"Senior has been awarded."

Feng Xi smiled, noncommittal.

If you've seen me in my usual form, I'm afraid you wouldn't say that.

Chapter 82 Don't Ask, Asking Is a Surprise!

Although he could feel that the beauty senior in black should be very strong, Feng Xi didn't ask the senior's name.

He proposed to pay homage to the other party's daughter, but it was just at the right time and out of politeness.

It's just a chance encounter, why should we have known each other before.

The tomb of the daughter of the woman in black is near the top of the hill.

Feng Xi followed her to the tomb, put down the bouquet in her hand, looked at the photo of the girl smiling like a flower on the tombstone, feeling a little emotional for a while.

This is a very beautiful girl, youthful and beautiful, with a gentle smile and gentle eyebrows.

People can't help but feel sorry when they see it, and lament that God is unfair, so that such a young and beautiful girl died young.

Feng Xi glanced at the girl's name on the tombstone again.

Yue Lanxin.

Coincidentally, like the dean, his surname is also Yue.

"Is Miss Yue also a student of Tiandu College?"

Feng Xi asked casually.

Since the lady in black came to her daughter's tomb, her eyes never left the tombstone.

"Yes, she is our pride."

"Senior, please mourn."

"It's okay, after so many years, I've already seen it, she... died surrounded by people."

Feng Xi nodded and said nothing more.

In the face of death, only silence is the best memory.

After a while, the woman in black was still motionless, and Feng Xi took the initiative to leave: "Senior, I have something else to do, so I will excuse you first."

"Go ahead, don't waste your time, though,"

The woman in black said, and suddenly handed over a business card: "If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, don't fight it alone if it is not necessary. You can contact the official agency or Zhenyesi in advance, or you can also find me. It's more secure that way."

"You are a good boy with a bright future. You shouldn't take such a risk. If something happens to you, it will be a huge loss to Daxia and the human race."

It seems that the other party saw some of the battle just now.

Feng Xi took the business card and didn't say much, just nodded her head as a promise, after all, the other party also had good intentions.

After turning around and leaving, he glanced at the business card in his hand: Lin Moqing, Chief of Staff of the Tiandu District of the Great Xia Military Headquarters

Or a military boss?

No wonder he has a capable and strong temperament.

Can't even such a high-ranking person avoid the tragedy of white-haired people giving black hair?

The world really is fucked.

Putting away the business card casually, Feng Xi stepped out in one step, the Flying Thunder God activated and disappeared in place in an instant.

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Back in the central city, Feng Xi casually found a restaurant for lunch.

I didn't expect much at first, but I didn't expect that this ordinary small restaurant would actually offer a few signature extraordinary dishes, and the prices are quite affordable.

After tasting it, Feng Xi's eyes lit up, and she suddenly felt that she was lucky, that she could find this kind of small treasure restaurant for any meal.

There are many coins in the shop, true and false students say!

Small and medium restaurants in Tiandu City, one person, 8848!

Don't say anything, leave a mark of Flying Thunder God.

This is Feng Xi's highest evaluation of a store.

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After eating, counting the time, the first group class is about to start.

Feng Xi used the imprint of Flying Thunder God left in the scabbard of Chu Yingmeng's saber as an anchor, and performed another Flying Thunder God technique.

"Shh!"

The field of vision in front of him changed, and a beautiful pretty face appeared in front of him instantly without warning. His bright eyes and teeth were so beautiful that his heartbeat suddenly slowed down by half a beat.