Nightfall

Vol 3 Chapter 99: Break through!

> .. Sixteen years ago, the favored concubine gave birth to a black baby girl who was judged to be evil by his wife in Changfu Chengtongyifu's mansion. The knife began to kill. ..

In the remote northern wilderness, there appeared a black gully. The young Daomen Ye Su and the young Demon Tang and the young monk Qi Nian watched the ants move under the tree outside the black line for a long time. Frightened, not daring to cross half a step, and at the end of the black line, a scholar reads a book by the pond. Face peace.

Sixteen years later, Ning Que no longer uses a hatchet to kill people, but is accustomed to using iron bows and arrows. Sang Sang is still black, but his small face becomes very pale, leaning weakly on Ning Que's arms, see The large black umbrella above became thinner and thinner under the light of the Buddha, silently waiting for the last moment to arrive.

Once the teenagers have grown up and become the most powerful existence in the spiritual world. Ye Su gradually became less proud and indifferent. Tang seems to have changed nothing. The biggest change is Qi Nian. He has not spoken for many years. , As if to become truly dumb. The scholar was standing under the stone steps outside the Lanke Temple. The old jacket was slightly vibrated, the wooden scoop tied around his waist was light, the dust was gradually leaving, and his face was calm.

Sixteen years apart, people who once met or did not know because of the coming of the Pluto's son, once again because of the awakening of the Pluto's daughter, the passage of time and the changes of the world are always so emotional.

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The neat chanting sound echoed between the courtyards of the Lankehou Temple. The yellow-monk monks on Shiping were covered with blood but compassionate. Their voice was already hoarse, similar to crying, but very solemn.

Under the nearly miraculous high-speed intensive impact of the masters of the Academy of Classical Buddhism, the Buddha's Great Array was still struggling to support it, especially after Ye Su raised his right hand and entered the ray of Taoism into the array. More stable.

Qi Nian looked at the direction of the Yamashita Temple, his eyes were determined and dignified, but the expression on his face became more and more calm. He knew that his plan was about to succeed, and the world could finally get rid of the terrifying prospect of destruction.

Although I can't see the pictures outside the Lanke Temple, Ning Que knew that the master must have done his best, but just watched more and more ray of Buddhist light seeping from the thinner and bigger black umbrella, looking at the arms Sang Sang's dying appearance. He will inevitably be anxious. I even felt desperate.

If at the time of the destruction of the Great Black Umbrella, Master Brother still can't break through the large array of Buddha's Light at the Rotten Temple, then Sang Sang will be purified by the vast Buddha's light into a blue smoke at the next moment.

Ning Que never knew how to write despair. If only he himself is in danger. As he keeps telling himself, what is the use of really desperation? However, if it was Sansang who was in danger of death, he could not help but despair. Because Sang Sang is dead, he will still be alive, and that is the real pain.

At this moment, the old and tired voice rang in his ears again. It was also in the temple before Master Baoshu shook Yu Lanling.

"If Mr. Da can't break the line and the **** umbrella can't hold it. You bring Sang Sang to me. If Mr. Da breaks the line, how can Qi Nian and Ye Su fear the college, and they will surely kill you first. And Sang Sang, so at that moment, you have to rush to me too. "

Master Qishan was supported by the monk watching the sea, leaning weakly on the messy stone steps. With his head down, he gasped in pain, and no one noticed that his lips were moving slightly.

Ning Que guessed that this is some kind of secret method of the master, who can only let himself hear it, and his heart is slightly moved. He didn't turn around to look at it, only looked at it with Yu Guang. Seeing the master's skinny palm fall on the chessboard.

That is the chessboard left by Buddha.

Master Qishan's voice sounded again.

"Look for a way to make the light of the Buddha landing on the top of the Wa Mountain slightly convergent, and then I will open the chessboard and let you go in for a while. As long as you can successfully enter, even if you are the subject or the first lecture, you ca n’t destroy it The chessboard, after Mr. Da enters the temple, I will let Guanhai give him the chessboard and take him back to the college. I believe that Master will surely find a way to release you. "

Lanke Temple is facing the highest opponent in history-Mr. Shuyuan, even higher than the lotus realm at that time. Ning Que stayed in the temple although the academy walks, the realm has risen very fast. He was injured, but his strength is still far less than these truly powerful world walks, and Sang Sang has not yet awakened, and was suppressed by the Buddha. It is the weakest time, so no matter the monks in the temple, there are Qi Nian and others, They all put their energy on the temple gate, and no one noticed that his expression changed.

Because of the excessive tension, Ning Que did not pay attention to some details in the master's passage-the master said that he would let Guanhai give the chess board to his brother, and also put the method of unlocking the board on the master.

"Ning Que, I only hope that no matter what you encounter in the future, you will not become a second lotus student. You can be Mr. Ke. You can be anyone. Don't be a lotus student, because that is too painful."

Master Qishan's weak and regretful voice sounded in Ning Que's mind.

After a moment of silence, Ning Que lowered her head slightly.

Suddenly it was at this time.

The three temples in front, middle, and back of the Lanke Temple shook unsteadily, countless plum trees suddenly shattered, countless temple walls shattered into powder, 17 ancient clocks were silent, and the Buddha's light burst!

Some people broke into the temple gate, where monks were constantly flying in the air, more than a dozen practitioners were spraying blood and flying across dozens of feet, and several statues of Venerable Stone were blown into the sky.

The people in front of the Temple of Hou Temple can't see the specific picture under the mountain, but can only see a billow of smoke, which is screaming towards this side. Before the smoke, everything was shaken!

Qi Nian's eyes suddenly flashed with a shock.

Ye Su's complexion became dignified.

Tang, who had been silent for a while, suddenly raised his head, his eyes burning like a fire, and a great deal of warfare.

In this great array of Buddhas, the master of the Academy cannot be broken. Who is coming?

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Sometime earlier, Qi Guo was somewhere.

This is the most famous scenic spot in the local area, but this mountain path is the most remote corner, so few people come, so the two unusual white horses walk in between, the hoof is clear.

The second elder brother Junmo sits on top of the white horse, the Eguan Bo belt, and the posture is quite rich, but it is just too old-fashioned, no matter how the horse shakes. His upper body remained absolutely straight.

Xiaoshutong rode on the white horse in the back, adorned with the tall horse's body, and looked more and more lovely. He looked at the front and asked innocently, "Master, why did we suddenly go down the mountain?"

Brother II said: "The teacher told me a few days ago that Brother wanted to trick Junior Brother and Sang Sang to go to Lanke Temple for treatment, but I thought Brother and Qishan were too honest. Question, secretly ran away with Sang Sang, so I have to stay at the bottom of the mountain. Be ready to catch him back. "

Xiaoshutong thought that if Mr. Da and Master Qishan said that they would not be deceiving because they were too honest, but with the disposition of young master, I am afraid that there is no way to deceive people. Where to be qualified to say something to others.

"So how long do we have to go here?"

Brother II also said: "If the old monk Qishan doesn't like to talk big words and slang like other bald donkeys, then within three months, it should be almost able to cure Sang Sang's disease."

After a short pause, he said again: "If you really want to enter the chessboard, the younger brother must also follow in, then we have to wait two years, or bring the chessboard back to the college, but the old monk Qishan is even more bald than the rest. The donkey is a little better. But it must be the same as greed, I'm afraid it won't let us take the chessboard away. "

Xiaoshutong said bitterly, "Do you really want to stay here for two years?"

Brother II said seriously: "Jia Lun, it is better to read Wan Juanshu than to travel Wanli Road. This mountain is adjacent to Washan. Although its reputation is not as good as Washan, the scenery is still outstanding. You will follow me for two years. . Appreciating the scenery and clearing the heart to help practice, maybe you can get out of the way. "

The little book boy sighed helplessly, thinking that he would have to travel thousands of miles, but if he turned around the same mountain every day and looked at the same scenery, he could see that Wanli Road was coming. Apart from you, who else can bear it?

Just then. Suddenly the wind rose.

Brother II raised his head and looked up at the sky, frowning slightly, and suddenly his heart moved, his face cold as frost and shouted, "Find death!"

He stretched his hand backwards.

The little book boy held the sword box in his arms and flew into his hand.

Brother II stepped on the horse's back lightly and fluttered with wide sleeves before falling into the dense forest beside the mountain road.

The little book boy shouted anxiously: "Master, this is not the right way to the Lanke Temple!"

"The straightest road is the closest, and the nearest road is the right road ..."

The second brother's voice came from the mountain forest, and the voice faded.

When the word Zhenglu reached Xiaoshutong's ears, his people had no idea where to go.

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The brother looked at the Lanke Temple in front of him.

There are countless openings on the jacket of his body, and the cotton that has sputtered has been stained with blood.

In a very short period of time, he collided with the Buddha's light array that covered Roe Ke Temple unimaginably. Thousands of collisions occurred. The Buddha's array was trembling and his body was also greatly injured.

Still failed to enter the Lanke Temple.

His eyes followed the Buddha's light, looking at the Buddha statue on the top of Wa Mountain, his heart moved slightly.

And at this moment, suddenly a blue smoke ran from a distance, splashing countless dust.

All the way.

Jun Mo came to the Lanke Temple.

He was covered with dust, more than the dust on the master's broken cotton jacket, but the tall ancient crown on his head was still straight, without any slight deviation.

The brothers and sisters looked at each other and did not speak.

Jun Mo cleared his voice.

Autumn trees outside the Lanke Temple tremble, and green leaves fall.

Above the Wa Mountain, the mountains are covered with red leaves.

Jun Mo did not refer to it as a sword, and stabbed it into the Buddha's light.

He snarled.

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His fingers were difficult to stop moving down in the Buddha's light hood, and he tore a small opening!

A cotton on the cotton jacket of the master suddenly shuddered, leaving a residual image in the air.

Before the stone steps of the Lanke Temple, there was no longer a figure of the master.

Suddenly, the elder brother entered the temple and came to the 17 Buddhist temples.

He appeared in these seventeen Buddhist temples almost simultaneously.