Cyber Daming

Heavy snow is flying all over the sky, the north wind is howling and dancing, and the melodious and ethereal singing of sutras envelopes the surrounding fields of the sacred mountain.

The fleshy branches sprouting from the cracks in the mountain have quietly crawled across the mountainside, silently approaching the peak.

In the night sky, there are big stars like the moon.

The pale starlight revealed the outline of black clouds, stacked layer by layer like Cui Wei buildings, hiding a huge figure like a god.

"Zhang Siyuan, if you don't get out of the way, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

The angry voice was like rolling thunder rushing out of the dark clouds, carrying the icy cold wind and hitting Zhang Siyuan's body.

Whoosh!

An arrow shot through the air, carved a straight channel through the dense snow spots, and shot into the cloud where the sound had just been heard.

boom!

A flash of orange-red exploded in the sky, and the hot air waves rolled the sea of ​​clouds into pieces.

The fleeting firelight illuminated a golden body covered with scriptures and a red-robed Buddha standing on its shoulders.

Before Zhang Siyuan could see the other person's face clearly, the clouds gathered again and covered the other person's figure again.

"I told you, I can't give in!"

Zhang Siyuan stood alone at the end of the mountain road, holding the long bow high in his hand, the bow string trembling endlessly.

"If you are brave enough, you can step on my young master's body today."

"Zhang Siyuan, this is an internal matter within our Buddhist order. The New Donglin Party is not willing to interfere. I advise you to be self-aware and don't harm yourself!"

A loud and hollow sound fell from the sky.

"Mr. Zhang, no matter what kind of favor you owe them, the fact that you can send her up the mountain during this trip is enough to repay it. We have given Zhang Shoufu enough face by making a way."

"Everyone has already done their best to be kind and righteous. If this farce is allowed to continue, I'm afraid it will not end well for everyone."

Some people sing about red faces, and some people sing about white faces.

The purpose is the same, all to enable Zhang Siyuan to leave on his own terms.

Of course, Zhang Siyuan also knew what these people were thinking, and it was nothing more than forcing him to retreat when faced with difficulties.

He knew that no matter it was Fanzhuan or Hanzhuan, whether it was Donghuang Palace or Sheji, none of the people in front of him were willing to be the first to do something cruel to him.

The reason is simple, because once the fight actually starts, no one can guarantee that he can stop it.

Zhang Siyuan is not a soft persimmon who can be manipulated by others, but a rare Confucian scholar who specializes in the art of archery.

And if he accidentally kills himself, it doesn't matter what the consequences will be for others. The person who stands out will definitely be targeted by his father Zhang Fengyue and the New Donglin Party, and will end up miserable.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Siyuan was able to delay until now.

"However, I'm afraid this deadlock can't last long."

Zhang Siyuan sighed secretly in his heart, remained silent on the surface, and glanced behind him from the corner of his eyes.

On top of the ruins of the temple on the top of the mountain, Concubine Yuan Ming sat cross-legged in the air, her eyes closed tightly, holding seals on her left and right hands on her legs. The Buddhist chants emanating from her body became stronger and stronger, rolling up the masonry debris on the ground and condensing into a ball behind her head. A huge dharma circle.

Yuan Mingfei's process of breaking the lock on the Jin Dynasty was extremely long this time, and she is still gaining momentum.

But no matter how long the process takes, sooner or later there will be an end.

Once she has signs of breaking the order and proves that the path left by Lin Jiapo is correct, these people will immediately take action without hesitation.

If he didn't retreat by then, he might really lose his life here.

Thinking of this, Zhang Siyuan couldn't help but have a headache, and secretly cursed Li Jun in his heart. What on earth is he doing? Why hasn't he arrived yet? It's just a farm. Could it be that he was really trapped to death?

"My Brother Li, after all, you are also an unprecedented solo salary master. You won't die so easily, right?"

Just when Zhang Siyuan was sighing, another voice sounded from the cloud tower.

"Zhang Siyuan, since you are Zhang Shoufu's son, you should be very clear about the causes and consequences of today's incident, and you should also know that we have been waiting for this moment for a long time. Now even if Zhang Shoufu himself ends up, he will never be able to force us Let go, let alone you.

A gap opened in the clouds, as if someone could no longer hold back, revealing a face with thick lips and a lion's nose, and skin as black as coal.

Zhang Siyuan recognized the identity of the other party at a glance. He was the Buddha of the Jokhang Temple, Longsheng!

"You go down the mountain now, and I will ensure that you leave Fandi smoothly. If you also want to get a share of the pie, I can also take the initiative and give you a piece of the traitor's wisdom root. But you still don't know what to do."

Long Sheng shouted in a deep voice: "The land is vast, and there is plenty of room to bury your Zhang family!"

"Long Sheng, I said that you are also a person who has become a Buddha and an ancestor. Can you not be so stupid? There are so many people here who are silent and obviously waiting and watching. Why are you the only one who is blind and can't see clearly? Given the situation, you have to be the one to take the lead?”

Boom.

The tall bow pierced the ground, splashing up a piece of gravel.

Zhang Siyuan stared closely at Long Sheng and sneered: "I suggest you think carefully about the hatred that the person who pushed you to stand up has against you. Otherwise, why would he force you to die? "

"Zhang Siyuan, in terms of your ability to stir up trouble, you are far behind your father, so don't embarrass yourself here."

Long Sheng said disdainfully: "I advise you not to be disrespectful and get out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Siyuan's vision suddenly changed.

I saw a touch of dark red smearing in the air, and a dark hell emerged among the colors.

The green will-o'-the-wisps lit up in the eyes of the hell ghost prison. He raised the sharp ax in his hand and chopped off a bloody head. He looked up at Zhang Siyuan and showed a ferocious smile.

Wails and screams resounded across the sky, and the surging blood mist was filled with tortured civilians. The blood flowed and heads were like mountains. The scene was extremely horrifying.

At the highest point of the Senluo Hell, Longsheng sat high on the bright yellow dharma bed, unfolding three six-armed dharma images, holding in his hands a bead, a thangka, an axe, a pestle, a vow tree and a skull bowl containing the human heart. , the mouth is full of fangs, looking like a bloodthirsty and fierce god.

Countless evil spirits gathered around him, either an armored and sharp demon-conquering vajra, or a naked goddess wrapped around a snake and python, or simply a white skeleton with two arms on one side and a human skull club held high in the right hand. The left hand holds the skull filled with blood.

A pair of inhuman eyes stared at Zhang Siyuan, and the evil aura that filled the air made people shudder.

Such a terrifying Buddhist kingdom slowly unfolded in front of Zhang Siyuan, and an invisible suction force enveloped his whole body, trying to pull him into this endless hell.

"Well, it's true that good words cannot persuade a person who deserves to die."

Zhang Siyuan raised his hand and rubbed his stinging eyebrows, sighed, and muttered to himself: "Li Jun, brother, if I work so hard for you this time, you can't bring trouble to my father in the future, right? If you are so unkind, then I will point my finger at you and scold you for being ungrateful."

"Zhang Siyuan, if you don't leave the sacred mountain, you will only fall into hell."

Evil Buddha Longsheng, who was sitting high on the Dharma bed, shouted angrily: "I ask you, do you want to get out or not?!"

Bang!

It wasn't the sharp sound of an arrow piercing the air, but the violent sound of a bullet exiting the barrel.

A ball of insubstantial light and shadow exploded on Long Sheng's face, blowing the entire head into mirror-like fragments, with a corner of Long Sheng's facial features remaining and flying in all directions.

A whirlpool-like hole appeared on Long Sheng's empty neck, which sucked away all the visions presented in the hell and Buddhist kingdom, and dissipated them in an instant.

With one shot, the Buddhist kingdom collapsed.

Zhang Siyuan raised his head and looked at the dark sky that was revealed again, the ferocity on his face was as intense as flames.

"Pretending, talking nonsense, they are obviously a group of courageless gangsters, why are they pretending to be bloodthirsty? You don't dare to risk your lives to break through and open a way, you only know how to take advantage here, it is already embarrassing enough, but you dare to do this to me. What are you saying in front of me?”

"I'm still saying the same thing, if you have the ability, just come over here! Let's see if your land is spacious enough to bury my seven-foot-long body, Zhang Siyuan!"

Bang!

There was another burst of gunfire.

The tall long bow had been converted into a firearm and was held in Zhang Siyuan's hand. The Taoist seals and Buddhist scriptures engraved on the gun's body were dazzling, and a fist-sized flame erupted from the muzzle.

The flames flew so fast that Long Sheng didn't even have time to stop him. He could only watch as the flames hit the Buddha God under him.

boom!

The gilded Buddha body exploded into fragments all over the sky, wrapped in firelight, and fell from the sky in all directions.

Long Sheng waved away the aftermath of the explosion that rushed in front of him. He was completely unscathed, but his face was particularly gloomy and ugly.

"Everyone, do you still want to wait and see?!"

The words sounded like thunder, but no one responded.

"you."

The corners of Long Sheng's eyes twitched, and for a moment his eyes were filled with shame and anger.

To be able to become the Buddha of Jokhang Temple, one of the three major Buddhist forces in Fandi, Long Sheng is certainly not an idiot.

The reason why he chose to jump out and become the leader was not because he was bewitched by others, as Zhang Siyuan said, but because of his own free will.

The reason is not complicated. Concubine Yuan Ming was the one who defected from the Jokhang Temple, and there was a deep hatred between the two parties that could not be resolved.

If Concubine Yuan Ming found that she had no way to escape at the pass of promotion, she would probably choose to trade her life with her among the group of people waiting to share.

Long Sheng did this, on the one hand, because he wanted to sell everyone a favor. If Yuan Mingfei really wanted to die with him, someone would be able to help her.

On the other hand, it is to take action as soon as possible to avoid some unforeseen changes.

But he didn't expect that these people would not give him any face, and they still pretend to be watching from afar.

Long Sheng's thoughts were racing in his mind, and he was weighing whether to continue taking action or to take a step back.

But just when he was hesitant, he suddenly felt a strong throbbing.

Almost instantly, Long Sheng raised his eyes to look at the square on the top of the mountain, his eyes suddenly brightened, and his face was filled with joy.

Not only him, but also Zhang Siyuan looked back at the same time.

The black clouds covering the top of the mountain slowly rotated like an inverted funnel hanging in the air, with pale lightning flashing continuously in it.

Concubine Yuan Ming was sitting cross-legged in the air ten feet above the ground. The magic ring behind her was spinning at high speed. Pink or white Gesang flowers bloomed out of thin air around her body, and then withered, repeating the cycle.

"It seems this is the right path!"

"My Buddha has mercy on you, and your hope is not yet extinguished!"

In an instant, everyone who had remained silent during Long Sheng's questioning was like hyenas smelling the smell of blood, and all kinds of thoughts swarmed towards the direction of the blooming Gesang flower.

"Everyone, it's time for this farce to end."

A loud shout rang out, and instantly there were a crowd of followers.

In Zhang Siyuan's senses, illusions suddenly arose, and the Buddha Kingdom and the dreamland intertwined and enveloped him, making his consciousness chaotic, and his limbs moved very slowly, as if he was trapped in an invisible quagmire.

On Yuan Mingfei's side, they were also in danger at this moment.

One after another, huge guardian gods roared down from the clouds, crashed to the ground, and surrounded her.

However, before these guardian gods could make any moves, the originally calm Gesang flower sea suddenly became violent and submerged them. These guardian gods seemed to have lost control and were fixed in place.

But upon closer inspection, it can be found that their bodies are constantly trembling, and their fists are constantly clenched and unclenched, as if there are contradictory orders in their minds at the same time, fighting for control.

"Damn it, this is trouble."

Zhang Siyuan cursed, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand kept spraying dazzling brilliance, and his six arts were brought to the extreme.

Whenever the Buddha Kingdom or Dreamland tried to pull him in, he would lock onto it with his ‘number’ skills and smash it with his gun, shattering it into pieces of mirror-like fragments that looked like they were real.

Zhang Siyuan’s strength obviously exceeded his opponent’s expectations, and he tore a gap in the Buddha Kingdom and Dreamland that covered him. Zhang Siyuan seized the opportunity to withdraw and tried to move closer to Yuan Mingfei.

But before he could rush out a few steps, a giant hand made of flesh and blood rushed out from the side and slapped him away.

Bang!

The figure was still in the air, and the Buddha Kingdom and Dreamland that he had just escaped from swept over again, imprisoning him layer by layer.

Zhang Siyuan half-knelt on the ground, his robes stained with blood, his hair in disarray, and he looked very embarrassed.

He had no time to care about the illusions that were constantly eroding his mind. He looked up despite the discomfort and saw that the bloody field had spread up the mountain at some point, surrounding the entire square and spreading rapidly towards the location of Yuan Mingfei.

Not only that, the Gesang flower sea that was guarding Yuan Mingfei was almost shattered, and the guardian god who was originally submerged in it showed a clear figure again.

At the moment of life and death, Zhang Siyuan subconsciously wanted to raise his gun, but was shocked to find that he could not control his body.

Endless sleepiness surged like a tide, as if countless hands were pulling him into a dream.

"Lao Li, brother, I really tried my best. There is no way. There are too many bastards. I can't even fight hard. Don't blame me"

Zhang Siyuan fell back and sat on the ground, his eyes empty and absent-minded, muttering to himself.

Just when his vision was about to be completely dim, a series of sonic booms suddenly exploded in the sky in the distance!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The roar exploded in his ears, and Zhang Siyuan's pupils suddenly shrank. He raised his eyes with the last bit of strength.

In the distant sky, the thick night was shrouded by a darker darkness.

The explosion of the air was shocking, and a pair of huge wings flashing with cold light tore through the clouds, pulling out a cloud track, and rushed towards Sangyan Mountain at a high speed.

"Fuck you. Finally here."

Zhang Siyuan's mouth slowly pulled out an arc, and his eyelids, which seemed to be weighed a thousand pounds, fell heavily, and he fainted on the spot.

"Li Jun is here?!"

Someone whispered in surprise.

"Just looking for death."

Someone disdainfully said.

The sea of ​​flowers withered, revealing the figure of Yuan Mingfei sitting cross-legged.

A big-bellied Buddha several feet tall shattered the flower shadows around him, leaped up, raised the magic pestle and smashed it hard at Yuan Mingfei.

Boom!

A sudden black and red lightning bolt appeared on the body of the Peng bird in the distance, and pierced through the sky in the blink of an eye. A fist rushed out from the lightning, and the fist tip hit the smashed divine pestle from bottom to top.

At the moment of collision, the divine pestle shattered, turned into a piece of flying ash and dissipated in the wind.

Spider-web-like cracks spread over the arms, shoulders, and even the whole body, as if cut into pieces by thousands of sharp knives.

Boom!

The fragments exploded one after another, interweaving a blazing sea of ​​fire in mid-air.

A strong sense of oppression like a mountain swept out from the sea of ​​fire, and the guardian gods who were ready to move around knelt down uncontrollably under this pressure, bowed down and kowtowed.

Li Jun, shirtless, slowly floated out of the fire and stepped on the head of a guardian god.

The raging wind and snow did not dare to make any more noise at this moment, and quietly withdrew from this world.

Clang!

The silver-white sword whizzed in, and the tip of the sword turned upside down, aiming at a bright star above the sky.

Then a huge phantom of the Dharma image condensed above Yuan Mingfei's head, protecting her under his body.

The huge azure sword swung horizontally and cut, cutting a deep gully on the square, blocking the spreading blood and flesh fields.

"Those who dare to cross the line will die!"

The Taoist priest with armor stood on the left side of Li Jun, and his words were murderous.

Crack

Dreams collided with each other in the invisible place, and there were crisp sounds like broken glass.

Zou Sijiu appeared on the right side of the Dharma protector who knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and the red-haired guard followed behind him.

"Who of you took action to pull Zhang Siyuan? If you know what's good for you, you'd better let go of the dream on your own initiative, and don't wait for Master Zou to go into the dream to find you."

Zou Sijiu wiped his temples with his hands, raised his head and looked down, arrogant.

A high-pitched and sharp sound like piercing gold and splitting stone fell from the sky.

The Moqi Whale descended, broke out of the clouds, spread its wings, and covered the sky.

"You guys?"

Li Jun stood on the Buddha's head, and a pressure that permeated his blood roared out from his body, pulling out the figures hidden in the dark clouds one by one.

His sharp eyes swept across the four directions.

"Who will come to die first?"