Sword Knocks The Gates of Heavens

Chapter 946 You don’t understand people’s hearts, let alone my Little Junior Brother

City Lord’s Mansion Backyard.

Sang Xiaoman stood in the center of the garden, his body bathed in a peaceful Buddha’s radiance, looking extremely holy.

And the flowers and trees in the garden beside her, the branches and leaves turned green and yellow, yellow and green, the flowers bloomed and thanked, thanked and bloomed, life fell into endless reincarnation in this garden. middle.

“Is this the power of the legendary Buddha?”

Sang Xiaoman picked up a rose with his fingers, and then watched the flower in his fingers little by little. The tip changes from withering to blooming, and then bears fruit, germinates, and produces vines wrapped around its hands.

“As long as you want, you can also enjoy the gift of this Buddhist fate and become one of them, even the strongest one.”

At this time, a monk said Saying this, he walked out of the path in the park.

This monk has a plain appearance, but as soon as you look away from him, you will immediately forget his appearance.

Sang Xiaoman didn’t seem to be surprised by the appearance of the monk, just curled one’s lip, and then opened and closed the rose vines wrapped around her hands into ashes.

“I don’t care.”

She raised her head as she said that, looking towards the virtual mirage above her head.

In the virtual image, Li Yunsheng was once again pressed down by a bergamot stretched out from the Eight Cold Formation, and only supported by the Azure Dragon and the bergamot, while the group of black Resentment still lingers around him.

“Is it for him?”

The monk also looked up and looked towards the virtual mirage above his head.

Sang Xiaoman did not answer immediately.

After silently staring at the mirage for a long time, she turned her head and looked towards the monk beside her and shook her head:

“I believe that no one can kill him, neither can you. .”

“That’s right.” The monk heard this for a while, and finally said nodded: “You’re right, letting him enter Autum Water is the best move and the worst. move.”

“How do you say it?” Sang Xiaoman was curious about the monk’s words.

“The good thing is that Autum Water makes him stronger than I expected, and also beyond the Buddha Country’s expectations. The bad thing is that Autum Water makes him a bad factor. The emotions you should have.”

“What emotions.”

“The emotions that people should have, joy, anger, sadness, joy… These things should have matured in the evil factor. It was erased little by little at the time, but not only did he not erase it, but he planted it in his heart more deeply than ordinary people.”

The monk murmured.

“Yeah, Junior Brother, he obviously doesn’t care about anything, but he cares more than anything.”

The corners of Sang Xiaoman’s mouth twitched a little, like a memory Past at Autum Water.

At this moment, Li Yunsheng, who was in the virtual image above his head, suddenly looked through the virtual image and looked towards Sang Xiaoman:

“Xiaoman, I can’t die, you can’t either. Die!”

The voice came from the virtual image above, but it was so long ago that it seemed that the blue sea turned into mulberry fields.

Sang Xiaoman’s eyes met motionless with Li Yunsheng in the virtual image, a little bit of sparkle flashed from her big eyes, and then she suddenly grinned brightly: “What a fool.”

After she finished speaking, she took out a Moon Shadow Orb and handed it to the monk.

“Can you write down what I say next?”

She asked the monk.

“It is a great honor.”

The monk nodded slightly and took the Moon Shadow Orb with both hands.

Immediately, Sang Xiaoman no longer looked at the monk, but extended his hand to meet the phantom as if to hold Li Yunsheng’s cheeks.

“Li Yunsheng, Little Junior Brother, although I like you, I am still me, so the decision I made now is not for you, I just feel that, in this brief moment, with me The sacrifice, saving the ten states absolutely Taoist beings, is worth it.”

“So, fool, don’t blame yourself in the future, live your life well, even if you really only have more than ten years, you must cherish every day.”

“I like the morning light in these ten states the most. Whether it is winter or summer, it always makes people feel alive. No matter how tired you are, as long as you can see the time of the morning light, it will be swept away.”

“So after I leave, you must come to see me every morning in the morning.”

Having said this, she slowly put down her hand.

“No?”

The monk put away the Moon Shadow Orb and looked towards Sang Xiaoman.

“Yes.” Sang Xiaoman shook the head, “but one day, one night, and one lifetime, I can’t say enough.”

The monk heard this nod.

But at this moment, Li Yunsheng in the virtual image above his head seemed to have made some kind of decision, with a look of determination in his eyes, and then resolutely said: “I know I can’t persuade you, but I You can have the same choice.”

After he finished speaking, he saw him retract the Azure Dragon, slam the long sword on the ground, and let the Great Buddha Hand slap the top of his head one by one.

Although with the instinctive support of Innate’s sword gang, his body was patted with a little torn skin and gaping flesh by the huge Destruction Power of the bergamot.

Sang Xiaoman watched this scene motionless, frowning slightly and pursing his lips.

“Have you changed your mind?”

The monk asked after seeing the scene.

“No.”

Sang Xiaoman shook his head almost without thinking.

“Amitabha…the five cobalt bells fall on the donor, it is indeed a blessing for the souls of the ten states.”

The monk heard this with his hands folded and bowed deeply towards Sang Xiaoman.

“weng! ——”

But at this moment, Li Yunsheng in the virtual image, seeing that his flesh would be shattered under the buddha’s hand, screamed. The sound of the cold sword cry, which is different from Azure Dragon, rises into the sky.

In the virtual image, a white clothed woman and Divine Sword merged into one, turning into a thousand zhang sword shadow, and the sword smashed the Buddha’s hand away, forcing it to use eight The cold array reunites again.

“What a cold sword intent.”

The monk beside Sang Xiaoman, who had always looked calm, was actually a little moved after seeing the sword.

But Sang Xiaoman did grin:

“Senior Sister Shuang, I knew you would come.”

After saying this, she suddenly He turned his head and looked towards the monk next to him, his eyes resolutely said:

“Come on, kill me and end all this.”

“Amitabha…”

The monks were slightly ordained.

Then he saw him appearing like a ghost in front of Sang Xiaoman, with his middle and index fingers together, and gently pressed against Sang Xiaoman’s forehead.

The next moment, the two of them appeared together in Sang Xiaoman’s Sea of Consciousness, and in front of them was the five-cobalt bell sealed by the soul lock of resentment.

“Didn’t you kill me?”

Sang Xiaoman looked towards the monk beside him with a confused expression.

“The old man changed his mind.”

The monk’s expression was as usual.

“Why?”

Sang Xiaoman frowned.

“The old man suddenly thought that the Buddha left a ray of mercy to the ten states, thus creating the current situation. If I can leave him another ray of mercy, maybe I can create a more powerful Li Yunsheng. “

The monk indifferently said.

Sang Xiaoman hearing this laughed, then shook his head and said, “You don’t understand people’s hearts, and you don’t understand my Little Junior Brother.”

The monk hearing this also shook his head, then pointed to the top of his head The sky said: “But I understand it.”

After he finished speaking, he opened his palm, and Sang Xiaoman and Wucoling appeared in his palm, and then the two merged at a speed visible to the naked eye. , in the blink of an eye, the five cobalt turned into a six cobalt, and Sang Xiaoman had already become a part of the five cobalt bells, turning into the sixth-faced Buddha image.

“Sleep well.”

The monk flipped his palm down, and the “Six Cobalt Bell” was like a shooting star, heading towards the depths of the Sang Xiaoman Sea of Consciousness Fly away.

Beyond the Sea of Consciousness.

The red lotus fire that shrouded the entire patriarch mansion of the Sang family dissipated in an instant, and the whole patriarch mansion returned to normal.

“Xiaoman!——”

Zhao Xuanjun, who had been breaking the formation outside the mansion, saw Yujian break through the air.

But it was too late.

Sang Xiaoman leaned back and fell into a flowerbed, a moon shadow bead firmly in her palm.

(End of this chapter)