Chapter 896 Dingshan

‘A pair of golden hammers have arrived! ’

Li Ximing waved his sleeves lightly, and took two golden objects from the pink sky. These were the golden hammers of the Buddhist cultivator, almost half the size of his body.

Although the golden hammers were large, their quality was obviously inferior, far inferior to the cassock seized at that time. Although Li Ximing did not understand the Buddhist law, he could tell the quality by the difference, so he put them away.

‘It hurts me so much! ’

Li Ximing suppressed them with this Heavenly Gate, and burned them with another True Fire. The two compassionate people below did not care about their senior brothers and sisters anymore, and immediately felt uncomfortable. [Three-Waiting Guarding Mysterious Fire] was the Purple Mansion Spiritual Fire, and [Visiting the Heavenly Gate] was perfect, and they could not move immediately.

‘They have been suppressed, so they are not in a hurry to kill them, and they cannot even let them be too desperate. If they are forced to give up their Dharma bodies and have to commit suicide and return to the Buddhist land, it will be bad. ’

So he deliberately pressed it lightly and heavily, pretending that his magical power was unstable. Although the flames were strong, the power of the Tianmen above their heads gradually weakened, which made them overjoyed.

After all, the two of them were of low status in Lianmin. Without a body, they barely returned to the land of enlightenment. There would be no one to help them. They needed to choose the bodies of their subordinates to refine, but the loss was great!

Although [Wuzhang Water and Fire] was powerful, [Shangxiang Pot] had already flown to the hands of Tinglan Zhenren in the distance after releasing the fire. After all, it had not arrived in front of him, so there was still time to react.

‘Suicide immediately? It’s better to delay it...’

So this thought was at work. Although he knew that the people in the sky were very likely to let him go, he still cooperated and silently pushed the Tianmen, waiting for the variables, so that he could have a chance to escape.

Li Ximing raised his eyebrows and looked over.

The entire mountain range was covered by all kinds of brilliance. True Man Kuiqi led the way, with a flying black rope and a bronze sword in his hand, piercing the head of a golden figure, making it unable to move. In his other hand, he held a small bell that he had never seen before, shining brightly, hanging behind the head of another Lianmin like a ghost.

The strongest Lianmin stepped on several golden rings, with a blazing fire and water on his body, and stood in front of him with an embarrassed look. The originally smooth and transparent golden body was covered with dark spots, and there were even a few feathers growing under his armpits.

‘I don’t know what kind of magic he was hit by. ’

Tinglan’s injuries have not yet healed completely, mainly because he is holding the [Purple Seat Muling Pavilion] to contain him. Ning Wan was taken away with [Daxue Juefeng], so she can’t stand alone. Apart from Kuiqi, the most powerful one is naturally Hou Su.

The Taoist's robe fluttered, his hands raised high, and he was suppressing a golden figure. The gray pocket spiritual weapon was suspended in the sky, with the mouth of the bag wide open, releasing waves of sunlight like a gust of wind. The light was brilliant and soul-stirring, hanging between the mountains and rivers, as strong as a waterfall.

Under this light, there were two pitiful people, who were suppressed by the sun's brilliance and were upside down. Even the flames could not rise, and the gusts of wind could not be driven. Although they were not worried about their lives for a while, they were obviously waiting to die.

Li Ximing had seen this thing in the Peacock Sea that year, and it was also this thing that forced Yu Guang to retreat, but now his vision is no longer the same as before. Looking at it, he sighed in his heart.

'This bag is undoubtedly the spiritual treasure of the Sun Dao Sect. It is really generous. I don't know how many changes there are in such a powerful external thing. ’

To be frank, if this spiritual treasure bag is opened, I am afraid that Hou Fu will not need to do anything, it is enough to make a purple mansion demon cultivator and Donghai Zhenren drink a pot. It is probably not worse than the [Purple Seat Muling Pavilion] that Tinglan used to save his life. No wonder he dared to sit in charge at such a young age.

He looked for a while, and the [Shangxiang Pot] in the sky suddenly disappeared. The Taixu Cave beside him rang, and Tinglan in purple clothes appeared silently beside the sky gate, smiling at him slightly.

Li Ximing was slightly stunned, and his spiritual consciousness scanned:

‘Her real body is still on the [Purple Seat Muling Pavilion]! ’

‘It’s the [Duqian Order]...’

He understood it in an instant, and the sky gate shook, and suddenly lifted up, revealing a gap, and saw the bright light and blazing flames below, and the two golden bodies were overjoyed and rushed out.

Tinglan showed the [Shangxiang Pot] in her hand, and the mouth of the pot tilted, and immediately the blue and blue flames rushed in.

‘What a brilliant trick! ’

The clone of [Transmigration Order] naturally has no magical power, but compared with the other clones, it is almost equivalent to the real body, and even has a second spiritual consciousness coverage. Although it has no magical power, it can activate spiritual tools!

Tinglan is very advanced, and I don’t know what magical power or magic or magic method he used. This clone was silent, and the blazing water and fire poured in, which made the two people inside stunned for a moment.

Li Ximing finally found an opportunity, turned into light, and drew the axe to chop!

“Boom!”

This pity was hit in the face by the water and fire, and the light of [Huayang King Axe] chopped down. This pity’s golden body is just ordinary, and it can block ordinary magical powers and spells, but it can’t stand being injured by real fire and spiritual fire.

Then the whole body of the dharma was broken into pieces, starting from the hardest skull, and then it was chopped into fragmented pieces of colored glass, gold and stone, dancing.

The pink light surged, and the vision of falling was blocked by the gate of heaven, and it did not rise to the sky for a while. Li Ximing had already turned around and stared at the surviving pity on the other side with a dull face.

The bright color of [Split Light] flickered, but Tinglan did not continue to attack, but the clone disappeared and went to the next place.

There was no other reason. This group of pity had already been frightened birds. As long as a few people fell one after another, the one who escaped [Unlimited Water and Fire] and was entangled would definitely commit suicide immediately to escape!

Although destroying the opponent's body is enough money, it is enough to cause huge losses to Kongwu. If you kill one more person, wouldn't it mean that you will eliminate one more trouble?

The other three people in the sky also took action with tacit understanding, and for a moment, the sky was filled with brilliance and pink.

When Li Ximing gathered his magical power and flew up, the gold and stone on the ground were refined in the real fire. Apparently these phenomena were suppressed and difficult to spread violently, and they were condensed by the real fire and melted on the ground. At this moment, they loosened and floated. Loose pink light.

He came forward with the bright light, and the rain of flowers in the sky was mixed with the fine snow, which had reached its peak.

The falling snow is flying, and the three heads are like low hills, with expressions of surprise, anger, and unwillingness respectively, with ferocious eyebrows and wide-eyed eyes, lying quietly in the snow.

"What a great victory..."

Li Ximing raised his eyebrows and looked up.

At least for him, Li Ximing, this victory was extremely in line with his interests in Wangyue Lake. As for who wins, who loses, and who suffers in the dispute between the Sun Orthodoxy and the North and the South, that is a matter of opinion.

Master Kui Qi came across the sky with a solemn expression. Although the sky was filled with flowers and rain, he was thoughtful and seemed not to be too happy. He asked softly:

"Tinglan...I think the magnetism here is stable."

Master Ting Lan was dressed in purple. He looked at the Boring Tool Mountain in the heavy snow. The mountain was full of broken walls and ruins. There were broken statues all over the ground, and he sighed:

"This is something we can't do anything about. Now that we have recaptured this place, it's our turn to defend it."

Li Ximing landed close to Ning Wan and listened to Master Kui Qi whisper:

"Fellow Taoist Hengxing!"

Then Taixu floated, a bright red light emerged, and a woman in simple robes appeared, holding an umbrella in her arms, with a plain expression:

"Congratulations everyone!"

‘Hengxing…’

This person is none other than Master Hengxing from Hengzhu!

Heng Zhuyi and Taiyang Taoism have gone further and further away in recent years, and now they appear here. Things are getting embarrassing. Li Ximing said nothing, pretending that he had disappeared and stood silently.

As soon as Heng Xing appeared, the cultivators were obviously a little embarrassed and couldn't speak. Fortunately, the woman holding the umbrella said softly:

"But I couldn't persuade my senior brother, so I chased the great master and the group of monks all at once. I never thought that I would meet you all by chance, and it would be a great victory."

Her words seemed distant, but as she said them, Master Kui Qi was still very polite to her, even a little guilty, and said in a deep voice:

"I sincerely hope that you are still willing to come to Boring Tool Mountain after taking into account the overall situation. I would like to express my gratitude to you in advance on behalf of the Oului Tradition!"

For a proud and stubborn person like Kui Qi, it was rare for him to speak in a nice voice, but Hengxing didn't buy his fault and said with a smile:

"Of course the overall situation comes first, and right and wrong come second. Don't we care about the overall situation every year? It's just that my family is not sensible and cares less about it. And because I don't get along with Jin Yu, I don't come north often, so as not to cause trouble to you all."

Li Ximing felt his heart pounding when he heard it, and Ning Wan on the side said:

"I have ordered the monks from Qingchi to come over, and you, Hushang and Duxian Dao... have also come over to deal with Baijiang River and Boring Tool Mountain... It is better to stay here than to stay on the river bank!"

Li Ximing nodded secretly, crushed the jade talisman, and saw that the heavy snow between the sky and the earth stopped. The Taoist priest with a gourd tied to his waist walked back through the clouds with a sword in his arms. His eyes were slightly closed under his plump and sharp eyebrows, and he was neatly dressed:

"I've seen the great master!"

Seeing him appear, Kui Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The worries and doubts that had always hung in his heart finally dissipated. Everyone bowed their heads. The previously indifferent Master Hengxing obviously showed more respect and respect to swordsmen with a clear conscience like Lou Xing. Salute respectfully.

The [Daxue Juefeng] in his arms was constantly showing the scene of Jiaotai, and at the same time it was emitting patches of white light, and even felt a little excited and shocked. Obviously, this trip here allowed this spiritual sword to show off its skills. joy.

However, this sword fairy did not seem to be very rare. He tossed the [Daxue Juefeng] gently into Ning Wan's arms and replied:

"I thought there was another character like Jing Zhan and He Lian Fan, but I never thought that the whole north was so dirty."

His aura didn't seem to be failing at all. After all, he practiced one of the three witchcrafts. Li Ximing couldn't even tell that his life was approaching. He only looked at this appearance, which was the middle age of high-spiritedness.

Ning Wan quickly took it, while Hou Sui smiled and said:

"A real person holding [Daxue Juefeng] can catch up to four hundred years with one sword!"

Lou Xing stepped forward and declined casually:

"It's a joke. There is a true king as soon as we go forward. How can we get four hundred years? I don't dare to be one for forty years."

It seems that compared to Kui Qi, who is taking the lead now, Da Zhenren is more friendly with Hou Sui, a junior. Everyone is respectful, but only Hou Sui dares to smile and flatter him so highly.

But he refused, and the three heads were on the ground. The power of this sword was obvious to all. Excluding Shangyuan, it would not be an exaggeration to say that this sword could last four hundred years.

Lou Xing's return was supposed to be a moment of celebration, but Heng Xing cupped his hands and said quietly:

"Junior, take your leave!"

Lou Xing didn't stop her and let her turn into light and stand with her hands behind her back. Kui Qi hesitated to speak, looking a little frustrated. Hearing the sword immortal's words:

"Let's all go back to Huyi!"

The Sword Immortal led everyone back and naturally went to Huyi. Li Ximing himself also had spiritual embryos to refine, and there was no reason to leave halfway. All the way to the Luoxue Courtyard on Huyi Mountain, it was still covered with snow. The monk looks busy.

Then I heard the real person in front click his tongue.

"Hula..."

A gray wind immediately fell from the sky and swept away the white snow all over the mountain, revealing the gray-brown bricks and stones. The monks all over the mountain were swept down the mountain, leaving only the empty temple with green smoke floating in the air.

The sword immortal said:

"sit!"

Everyone sat down one by one and saw Lou Xing straightening his sleeves, restraining the sharp aura on his body, and said softly:

"What happened to Beishu this time was just the beginning, not the end. The reason why I didn't kill [Chaluk] but [Pijia] was all because of this."

"[Zhelu] is a person presiding over Kong Wu Dao, whether it is Dharma or Wu Guang. If you want to motivate him, you have to keep him alive and make contributions. It is not easy to kill him. If he succeeds, it will be nothing more than the great power of the past. I just want the story to repeat itself, but I don’t have the support of the True Lord.”

"And [Pika] is the great desire path who comes to interfere with this matter. He wants to get a piece of the pie and is willing to admit defeat. It is not surprising."

He took the tea brought by Kui Qi and said quietly:

"They want to take a look at me. Since they will show up sooner or later, taking action early can also be considered as stopping the loss."

Master Kui Qi thanked him respectfully and listened to the great master saying:

"The Hengzhu incident... was caused by Jin Yu."

"Master..."

Kui Qi was the only one here who dared to take up the responsibility and speak out, saying in a deep voice:

"That's right... The benefits of Qingchi's agreement with Jin Yu back then are that we don't dare to interfere with the suspected Zhenjun's affairs, let alone ruin the important matter of Jin Yu who is swaying in the middle... The sun and Jin Yiliang are secretly taking care of each other, which is already the origin. Something that has happened for a long time.”

After listening to Kui Qi's words, Sword Immortal smiled and said:

"If Yanzhen were still alive, you and Qiu Shui would all be scolded. If he used his magical power to go out, he would have to make Murong Xia vomit some real blood."

Kui Qi bowed his head and agreed, feeling guilty, but obviously he didn't have much regret:

"Jianmen adheres to the laws of our ancestors, and the lessons from the past are still in front of us. It would be fine if we didn't agree. Since Qingchi agreed, so many people also ate it when I came out of seclusion, and then drove him down. Qingchi broke his oath, Jin Yu suffered heavy losses and asked Shi Xiu to eat a lot and then left. Beifang was really happy... wouldn't it be even more confusing? "

"Now I just hope to have a chance to sit down and talk and resolve the misunderstanding..."

These words made Lou Xing laugh. This swordsman was also known for his fiery temper when he was young, but now he seemed very calm. He stood up and turned his back to everyone:

"Whether it is the Three Mysteries or Four Dao, or the descendants of the Immortal Clan Emperor, they will eventually part ways, and the Qingsong Sun Dao will not be an exception... Different Dao will not work together, so there is no need to force it. Three hundred years from now, we may not even hear about this big news. The owl watched."

His voice was particularly clear in the empty temple:

"I have been practicing so far. Shenzi has been frustrated, my magical power is not good, and I have no hope of achieving fruition. I will spend the rest of my life with the sword."

"When the time is approaching, I will go to Luoxia to meet Xue Pan, complete the final journey of my swordsmanship, and restore the battle between the sword and the sword of the past... and see his sword."

The swordsman said with a smile:

"Perhaps without [Daxue Juefeng], my sword might not be as bright as today's sword, but this Sun Taoism will be left to you."

Everyone left the table and worshiped, and saw him floating up, turning into a faint black mist and disappearing. The white snow on Huyi Mountain fell again and flew in the air.

Characters appearing in this chapter

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Kui ○ Prayer【Mid-term Purple Mansion】

Lou ○ line【Late Zifu】【Sword Immortal】

Li Ximing [Early Period of Zifu] [Zifu Alchemist]

Later ○绋【early period of Zifu】

Ting ○ Lan [Early Period of Zifu] [Zifu Formation Master]

Ning ○ Wan [early stage of Zifu] [Zifu Formation Master]