The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

Zhongshan is now thousands of miles away.

The cold wind is far more bitter than the Qinglu Mountain, the night is like thick ink that cannot be melted, and the continuous shadows of the mountains not far away are like giant monsters dormant in the darkness.

He looked up and couldn't see the moon. The snow cloud was thick and obscured the faint starlight.

Zhong Shan thought that it was going to snow tonight.

Eight disciples dressed in splashes of water and water robe stood behind him, no one spoke in the roaring wind.

Plain and fertile fields that are different from Midland, Yipingpingchuan.Southland is mountainous, and the terrain is high in the east and west. After Moxiu crosses the sea, after passing through the seaside towns that are already several empty cities, it is necessary to cross the mountains and cross the mountains.

The Qinglu Sword School's plan is simple.

Since there are only a few enemies and weak enemies, it is inevitable to take advantage of the terrain and ambush surprises.Before the army of magic repair arrives in the hinterland of Southland, it is necessary to weaken their combat strength and consume their will.

In addition to the formation by the sea, the trap along the road.The first ambush that needs to be managed by manpower is the'dilemma'.

The dilemma is not a city wall, but the most precipitous mountain road in the Southland. The cliffs on both sides are solid rocks, soaring into the clouds, there is nowhere to climb.The narrowest part of the mountain road can only accommodate four people walking side by side.

If you don't pass from here, you have to go a thousand miles around the detour.

Song Tang, who has succeeded the gatekeeper, decided to arrange the formation and hide above the cliff.When Demon Cultivator entered the mountain road, he exploded the blasting formation method. The mountain shook and the mountain collapsed. At least a thousand enemies could be buried.

Only on such a large scale, to blow up the entire blasting array of mountain roads, it needs to be stimulated with a strong enough sword intention.

The question is, who will go?

There should not be too many people to avoid leaking whereabouts, it is better not more than ten people.The leader must be firm in his mind, facing the vast ocean tide, boundless magic repair, without fear.

Kendo must be cultivated to be powerful.It is necessary to fight against the demon army as the strongest, at least hold the other side until the mountain road completely collapses.

Speaking privately, Song Tang does not want his brother to go.The "dilemma" is taken to mean "the dilemma of life and death", rumored to be the fall of a saint in the era of the saints.The saint's sword is the wind and rain sword in Zhong Shan's hands.

This coincidence made Song Tang feel heavy.

From the perspective of Da Li, the elders in the gate also did not want Zhongshan to go.His talent is amazing, and he has realized the wind and rain sword intention, if there is a hundred years, he will be able to cross the robbery and become a saint.He is the future of Qinglu Sword School.

However, none of these can change the parties' thinking.

For Song Tang, Zhong Shan said, "My sword is most suitable."Regarding the elders who discouraged him, Zhong Shan said,'If you don't go at this time, the Daoxin will not be satisfied, and it will be difficult to practice in the future.'

He led the eight elite disciples who followed him down the mountain, taking the lead and going to the first battle of Nanlu.

The snow cloud accumulated for a long time and finally began to fall.

The scattered snowflakes accompanied by the cold wind grew bigger and bigger, and soon submerged the rugged mountain road.

The Wancheng cliff, the youth sat cross-legged on a raised mountain rock.

The long sword lies on the knee.

Nowadays, the power of the wind and rain sword itself can no longer overshadow him.No one would ever feel like seeing his sword at first glance compared to his people.

Zhong Shan felt a slight vibration of the earth, and his eyes passed through the snow curtain and fell on the shadow under the mountain.

Shadows are rushing in like a black tide.

He thought, the dilemma of life and death?

If you know where to go, it's not that difficult.

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In the same snowy night, Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan had just ended a battle, or a unilateral massacre, and continued to go eastward.

As expected, there was an ambush along the way, but even if the spirit was extremely tight, Yin Biyue did not stop playing the sword in the sea of ​​knowledge.

Today, his Lingxiao sword tricks are already familiar, but if he wants to fight against the enemy, the true yuan consumes a lot, but the power is not as good as the cold water sword, and even less than the blue sky and white sword.

Yin Biyue couldn't help but think that fortunately his brother was by his side, so that he would not suffer from anxiety.Good looks are useful.

The next moment he stopped this cranky thinking, because Luo Mingchuan gently shook his hand.

The two halted in tacit understanding.

After passing this empty seaside city, and then crossing the sea, it is the east land.Fang Cai’s battle did not make them burnout, but they were alert at the same time.

After two breaths, a figure appeared at the end of the empty street.

The eyesight of the practitioner allowed Yin Biyue to pass through the night and see that it was a monk.The face can't see the age, there is no zen stick in his hand, only a string of ebony beads.

Snow storms and ruined street scenes, even more so that his monk's robe is gray, not unlike many monks in the world.Speaking of spiritual demeanor, it is far inferior to those Buddhist practitioners who came out of troubled times to heal the sick and save others.

The monk stopped three feet away and announced a Buddha number.Then he said, "Lord, don't come unharmed."

The voice was very gentle, but when he spoke, the snow and wind on the long street quietly stopped.

Luo Mingchuan subconsciously stopped in front of Yin Biyue, and performed a salute,

"Master, it's been a long time."

His eyes were heavy, and he couldn't see anger.

This greeting made Yin Bi more speculative, and could not help but feel nervous when saluting.

Luo Mingchuan's etiquette can't make a mistake, but his attitude is very tough. "My brother and I are in a hurry and have no time to talk. Please ask Master Haihan."

The monk did not answer, just smiled, and the long street was quiet and rested.The thick clouds over their heads dispersed, and the star-like silver shone down the sky, illuminating the snow on the corner of the street.

The change of my mind and thoughts caused the changes, just like Mr. Zhang Yuan and Yu Shi, who once waved their arms and changed the light and rain in Chongming Mountain.

This is a true Yasheng method.The identity of the comer is very clear.

They are all empty temples, masters of impertinence.

The speculation was confirmed. Yin Biyue felt the almost stagnation of Qi on the Long Street, and had a bad hunch. He glanced at the people around him.

Luo Mingchuan knew what he wanted to ask, and did not avoid being silent, he explained to him sideways,

"When I was in Qiongzhou when I was a child, I met a master who went out on a mountain trip and said that I would not become a big weapon in the future, and it would be a disaster. From that day on, I began to practice gentleman's way. Met you."

A few words made clear the causes and consequences.

Wu Wu said, "Lord Lord Shi, after all, you still cultivate Tianluo nine turn and fall into the devil's path."

Luo Mingchuan's expression was still calm, "Dare to ask the master why did you come today?"

"It doesn't matter why the poor monk came. It's the Yin Lord next to you. Where did he come from? Where would he go?"

Wu Ruo's soft eyes also give people a sense of oppression.Faced with such a deep state, Yin Biyue has no awe and cowardice,

"I don't understand the master's Zen machine and deep meaning. It can only be said that I came from Huafeng, a surging land, and went to the East Land Meteor Abyss. Can the master stop me two?"

Wu Wu asked, "Do you know who is around

This sentence made him instantly think of the temple of Xingshan Temple.

Yin Bi Yue is about to blow up!

What time is this!Let my brother die!Will you!!

Luo Mingchuan felt his emotional instability and pulled his sleeve.But this time Yin Bi didn't feel the warmth of being cured, but became more and more angry, "Brother, you don't care about some things, but I'm not fair for you."

"Master, I don’t know how many chances you big guys can count. I only know that no one is perfect. No matter how filial the child will be, he will rebel against his parents, and even the loving couple will always want to hack each other for two days every month. There are no natural saints in the world, you treat my brother too harshly..."

"My brother, because of what you said in the past, has been strict with self-discipline for decades, and has worked hard to be a gentleman.

"The fate of Star Tracks is not what I believe."

Being hit like this, Wu Wu's face remained unchanged, just asked,

"Then what is your reason? Why go to Meteor Abyss?"

Yin Biyue was startled.

He confessed that he did not have the master's principle of "killing people without asking the right way, acting only on his own heart", nor having the noble consciousness of "going to live and die".

Why do these things?

Suddenly there was a light breeze around him, and I saw Luo Mingchuan's figure actually disappeared out of thin air. Yin Biyue's outstretched hand fell empty, and he watched the people around disappear.

Panic, horror, anger, weakness, and the anxiety accumulated along the way, full of depression reached the zenith, "How are you, my brother!"

Lao Tzu should not reason with you like a monk!There is more to say soft!

Yasheng is amazing?!Come fight!!

Lin Yuanjian came out of the sheath, and the bleak sword roared through the long street!

The remnant snow on the ground was rolled up by the violent real element, rotating rapidly, gathering with the sword, like a long river running, and flooding.Yin Biyue flew into the air, stabbed with a sword, and immediately appeared a foot away in front of Wu Ju.

Then he had to stop, and the whole body flicked and fell.

Heaven and earth return to silence.

Wuli lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, her palms moved slightly, as if they were divided, like a lotus.

Lotus Seal!

In the night sky, the edge of the snow cloud was plated with golden light, and the vast slight pressure penetrated. Yin Biyue only felt a mountain pressed against his shoulders, and the wrist holding the sword weighed more than a catty.

You can't move in.

It is just a simple Buddhist seal that turns ordinary monks into Buddhas with dazzling eyes.

How can a human sword overcome the Buddha in heaven?

At the same time, in the world of Luo Mingchuan, Yin Biyue disappeared out of thin air.

There is no wish, "After all, Tianluo Jiuzhuan also has half of the origin of Buddhism, and Lord Luo Shi should know that the Buddha and the Devil are only in one thought."

Luo Mingchuan said coldly, "If I want to become a Buddha, I will become a Buddha, and if I become a demon, I will become a demon.

Let's just flip your hands, it's almost the same as Wuxia's actions, and the two lotus seals are exactly the same!

As the thunder fell, the houses on both sides of the Long Street exploded one after another.

Yin Biyue sensed the subtle changes of the Changjie Qiqi, and although he did not know what happened, it did not prevent him from seizing the opportunity.

After the sword suddenly converged, the angle changed abruptly. This sword was not powerful, but it was almost extreme.Afterimages flew by, Jian Feng finally pierced the Liantai phantom!

Wu Wu seemed to be in shape, but the long sword rubbed the edge of the monk's robe on his left shoulder.

Yin Biyue knew this was because the opponent's state had touched the law of space, which was much faster than his'Tao Shanhe' body method.

Waiting for him to change his sword again, he only listened to Wu Wu, "Xinghe Shen!"

The monk has been speaking tonight, and his tone has always been as plain as chanting verses. At this time, he slammed suddenly, as if the silver bottle had broken, and the ancient bell was bleak!

Inexplicably, Yin Biyue subconsciously changed the path of Zhenyuan's movement, sinking his wrists and sword, and cutting off the beads in Wuxian's hands.The sharp sword gas burst out, the blue stone plate on the long street cracked the lines, and the golden light on the edge of the snow cloud was cut by inches.

When he recovered, he had used the first form of Ling Xiao Jian Jue-Xinghe Shen.

Fourteen buddhist beads scattered around Wu Wu's wrists and shot at all directions, sealing all his retreats, and shouting at the same time, "The sea tide is born!"

Lin Yuanjian was provoked from bottom to top, and there were thousands of snow piles on the long street, accompanied by the gust of wind, the echo surged like a tide, and the waves beat the shore.

The city is close to the coast, not far from the calm sea. At this time, it is like being stirred by a hurricane, and the waves are suddenly floating.

Fourteen Buddhist beads were submerged by the wind and snow, like a lone boat drifting in the sea.Wuluo's fingerprints changed continuously, withdrawing three feet, shouting, "Lianshan falls!"

Lin Yuanjian went forward and cut it off with a landslide.

Ling Xiao Jian Jue started three forms, the galaxy sinks, the sea tide is born, and the mountain falls.

Just as the thirty thousand li river enters the sea in the east, the five thousand tributaries go to the sky.

After the three strokes, Yin Biyue seemed to have entered a wonderful state, the real element was surging and running smoothly.

Lin Yuanjian communicated with his heart and mind, and he did what he wanted.

I don't know how long it has passed. He seems to be no longer on the long street. There is no snow or monks in front of him.Sometimes joy, sometimes empty.

I only heard someone asking, "What is your reason?"

"I like this world, I must protect it."

"Like Brother I like, I will be with him!"

"This is my truth!"

Extremely simple, almost unreasonable.

"Wow—"

Wu Yuan was penetrated by Lin Yuan, like a broken mirror.

Yin Bi looked back suddenly, and looked at it again. There was no broken blue stone slab, no smoke and snow.

It is still the first long street.The night was quiet and the starlight was faint.Brother and monk stood before him.

Only in a battle, only in the state of meditation without folly.

"Yan Zai, the road to Jane. Congratulations to Lord Yin for breaking the Mahayana."

After saying this, the monk's face quickly faded into decay, just as decades of vitality passed away in a breath.

Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan performed their salutes, "Thank you Master."

Wu Wu declared the sound of the Buddha, turned around calmly, and took a step toward the direction of the academy. The figure disappeared instantly.

Yin Biyue had understood at this time that this battle was neither a victory nor a defeat, nor a decision on life and death.

A Yasheng shouted a monk with a Buddhist lion and broke the puzzle for him, and he broke through the boundary with the sword of Ling Xiao, and then he truly realized the power of Linyuan's magical soldier.

This is his battle of standing.