The Omnipresent Martial Arts Sage

Silently, the white torrent quickly rushed towards Wei He.

Before the others had time to land, they were rushed up by a large white mist, and the whole body was wrapped in the mist.

Numerous virtual mists seemed to sense the huge qi in his body, frantically trying to penetrate his pores and neutralize all the qi.

Under the huge osmotic pressure, the zhenqi inside Wei He also tried to rush out, pouring into the vacuum environment of zhenqi that was almost extinct outside.

But under the action of the **** of gravity, Wei He forcibly locked the zhenqi and closed the skin pores.

Under the defense of the thick skin, Wei He's body surface became indistinguishable from ordinary people.

The only thing you need to pay attention to is not to let the outside mist enter the body.

He opened his eyes and looked around in the mist.

There was nothing in the mist.

Bang.

Wei He landed on both feet and stood steadily.

That is to say, his skin is thick, and every time he breaks through, all he raises is defense.

A thick skin, no matter the density or intensity, far surpasses other people, and even surpasses the master.

Otherwise, there is no way to stop the penetration of the virtual fog.

"Brother Wang Xuan!? Where are you? I can't see you anymore." Han Quan's anxious voice came from the mist.

"I'm fine." Wei Hexun approached in sound, holding Hanquan's hand. "come together!"

He hugged Hanquan and leapt towards the heights based on his sense of direction.

He is going to see Linglong Tower!

Since Master Yuan Duzi and Master Li Rong are both there, most of the people he cares about may be there.

When this kind of danger happens, naturally you have to be with your family, teachers and friends as soon as possible.

As for Hanquan, if the fog hadn't swept through before, he might be able to rest assured, but now the situation is unknown, and no one knows what will happen next.

So just take it away together.

In the imperial palace, Wei He quickly borrowed his strength and kept leaping up and rushing outside the palace.

Soon, the surrounding white mist slowly faded and dissipated.

But Wei He didn't dare to be careless at all.

Because in the perception of the real world level, this mist has not only disappeared, it has also become thicker.

He could only completely shut off his super senses, and rushed towards Linglong Tower just like an ordinary person.

On the way, we passed through military camps, and there was a mess in the camp, all traces of broken star formations and military formations.

Many people were carrying corpses with a dull expression, and they were moving outwards.

All the survivors along the way are ordinary sergeants who have not entered the true blood.

The virtual fog came so suddenly, many people didn't have time to prepare, and they were swept by.

Then the true qi leaked out, and the physique couldn't adapt to the environment lacking true qi, and he was thirsty and died.

From the barracks to the barracks, the mournful wailing sounds.

How strong the previous big moon was, how miserable it was at this time.

The appearance of blood organs increased the amount of true blood in Da Yue.

And now, these true blood nobles all suffocated to death in an instant.

A large number of middle and upper-level officers and officials died, causing the order of Dayue Imperial City to almost collapse.

The sergeant's cultivation base was degraded, and his mood was extremely anxious, without the restraint of the officer. The upper real blood is almost dead.

Naturally, the turmoil began...

Wei He took the cold spring from the inside of the city to the outside, the outskirts, and the pass. What he saw was just like this.

There was chaos everywhere, and many camps that were supposed to be garrisoned soldiers were already empty, and all the people inside ran away.

Many sergeants' emotions exploded, and even riots and fights took place, killing each other. The fight was a mess, with heavy casualties.

Unfortunately, if there is time, Wei He will take care of it, but at this time he is eager to find the master sister and master Li Rong, and find his wife and children.

There is no time to bother about it.

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The far east of the big moon.

The majestic cyan mountains are endless. Like a giant lying on his side.

Between the mountains and forests, a fuzzy phantom flickered rapidly, and every time it flickered, it disappeared from a distance of hundreds of meters.

In the turquoise mountain range, there is a white waterfall flowing straight down.

Modo was dressed in yellow and suddenly appeared on one side of the bank.

On one side of the waterfall, there is a gray-black rock wall tens of meters high.

Modo looked up at the mountain wall, where a line of handwriting was engraved on it.

‘The Zen mind is like dust, without self and nothing. ’

The handwriting is like dansha, and a lot of weeds have grown on the edges. Obviously it has been for many years.

"What are you doing? Modo?" Below the rock wall, a figure suddenly flashed like green smoke.

That was a black-skinned old monk who was tall and thin as a bamboo pole.

"Kong Nian, I haven't seen you for decades, you are still the same..." Modo's face was calm, looking at the people coming.

"If you are here, you want to enter the ancestral court to avoid natural disasters, then please go back." The old monk Kongnian also said calmly. Looking straight into Modo's eyes without evasive.

"Back then, the ancestors gathered the power of the entire ancestral court to help you ascend to the realm of the great master. I am afraid that you would never think of it. You will deal with me in turn."

Modo smiled.

"At that time, Daomen pressured the world, natural disasters swept the world, and the world re-defined the rules, and it has also been weakened.

Now it is nothing more than a new round of reincarnation. My Buddha is compassionate. I should know the truth of the heavens and the earth, and go back and forth. Is there any truth about things that are eternal and immortal? "

He doesn't look at the ugly face of the other person.

"Either money or accumulation, it's just a dream in the end."

"What the **** do you mean!?" Kong Nian looked at the other person's smiling and plain face, suddenly panicking a little.

"Prajna, meditation, diligence, tolerance, precepts, generosity. In the six degrees, who else can remember the Buddhism today?" Modo shook his head slightly.

"If I leave, no matter how you change, the Ancestral Court will eventually send someone out to re-order the method."

He looked at each other seriously.

"Unfortunately, my Buddha's true meaning has never been passed on by force. The world has changed greatly, and the Zen will be eternal. Leave the foreign objects and vacation come true. Now is a good time!"

"Do you...do you want to!?" Kong Nian's expression changed, as if thinking of something.

Modo didn't say much, just walked straight towards the rock wall.

The huge rock wall slowly separated from it, and cracks of tens of meters split open with huge vibrations.

A golden three-eyed Buddha statue with a height of thirty meters was exposed inside.

Kongnian's lips pursed, trying to say something, but couldn't say anything.

He had known before that as early as many years ago, Modo had started to wander around and opened altars everywhere, leaving behind a lot of fire.

These fires are the ordinary monks in the temple, and most of them are those without martial arts.

He preached that Buddhism should emphasize law, not martial arts. It is claimed that Buddhism today has deviated from its original direction and reduced to a pure martial arts sect.

After being suppressed by the ancestral court, Modo used the excuse of the friction with the Dingyuan Emperor, and abdicated to the virtuous, no longer paying attention to Buddhism affairs. Fix the law behind closed doors.

At that time, he thought that Modo had given up, and there was no shortage of such Buddhism schools in the ancestral court, but after all, they were weak and weak compared to the penance of upholding Buddhism all day long.

The Buddhism school spends time and drinks every day, unscrupulously, do whatever you want, and enjoy freely and freely, which are simply two extremes.

But no one thought that Modo was waiting here.

It turns out that the world has changed drastically. Did he anticipate it many years ago?

Kongnian's old face trembled, he had already guessed what Modo was going to do...

He was not afraid of death, but wanted to correct the future path of Buddhism before he died.

And Zu Ting is the biggest obstacle to his way of correcting the future.

The former Buddhism has long been reduced to a puppet chasing fame and fortune.

In the distance between the heavens and the earth, a white line is surging rapidly, rushing towards here.

That is boundless, infinite pure white mist.

Rumble.

In the rock face, in front of the three-eyed Buddha.

Modo turned and looked at the outside world, as if he saw a sea of ​​pure white mist that was approaching quickly.

He smiled slightly, turned his back to the three-eyed Buddha statue, and sat down cross-legged.

"Just let everything start from this moment."

Click...

The surface of the three-eyed Buddha statue slowly cracked, and countless gold powder fell.

"Modo!!!"

The Buddha statue tens of meters high roared with anger, clenched the Buddha stick in his hand, and slammed it down towards Modo from top to bottom.

Boom! !

The endless white mist wind poured into the cracks, swept everything and drowned everything.

The last thing Kong Nian saw was Modo clasping his hands together and chanting with closed eyes.

He and the huge three-eyed Buddha statue behind him were swallowed instantly.

Countless white mists rushed into the underground along the tunnel behind the three-eyed Buddha statue, and quickly entered the real underground altar of the ancestral courtyard.

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Fuyin Mountain.

Dayue Royal Tomb.

One of the largest tombs is the future cemetery built for himself by Emperor Dingyuan.

This huge mausoleum, which has been built for more than ten years, has been transformed into a huge underground palace at this time.

In other words, it is a huge underground palace in itself.

Only at this time it was renamed Linglong Tower, and the surrounding inside and outside were coated with thick layers of special materials.

The front entrance of the mausoleum is a huge Tai Chi pattern with a perfect circle and two colors of yin and yang.

At this time, in the entire Tai Chi picture, there are exactly two holes in and out of the yin and yang fish.

The slender stone ladder extends from bottom to top to connect the two entrances and exits.

The entire Tai Chi picture is more than 50 meters high, and the surface shows a silky jade-like luster.

Yuan Duzi stood at the entrance of Yinyu, wearing a black dress, looking into the distance.

"Relying solely on airtightness will not last long. I have tested that the virtual fog does no harm to ordinary people, but it is as fatal and poisonous to those who enter the real blood."

Standing next to her were Emperor Dingyuan, Xiao Fuyue, several marshals of the army, three ancestors of Xuanmiaozong, and three masked men and women of Yuanxi tide, and so on.

There are not many people present, but they all have one thing in common, that is, they are all masters.

Regardless of real energy, or real blood.

"The star formation relies on Zhen Qi to operate, it's useless. The military formation is the same." Ding Yuan Emperor frowned.

"So we must use real objects, which can isolate the virtual fog! Build a protective space." Yuan Duzi said in a deep voice, "As long as we give us time and adapt slowly, we can always adapt to the components of the virtual fog and adjust ourselves."

"All we lack is time!"

"Can we really succeed?" Emperor Ding Yuan asked with complicated eyes. He never expected that he would have such a day of cooperation with Yuan Duzi.

"I don't know." Yuan Duzi smiled and gently took off the veil. "But I don't want to stop struggling and just live and die like this."

She gently stretched out her hand, loosened the black veil, let it fly in the wind, and descended high in the sky.

"Is the blood pool ready?" she asked softly.

"Everything is ready." A person from Chao Shi stepped forward and replied. "But you are the only one who can operate the blood pool... Isn't this a bit too risky?"

"Then you have a better way?" Yuan Duzi looked back at her.

"There are a lot of people in it, a lot of people who are important to you and me. Whether it is for them or for ourselves, it is nothing more than a fight."

She turned her face and looked at the whiteness that slowly emerged between the sky and the earth in the distance.

"What's more, in this world, no one can kill me without paying the price."

"Natural disasters, no!"

Suddenly, countless white mists rushed towards the Tai Chi picture.

The distance of the virulent mist, which seemed to be poisonous, was getting closer and closer.

Everyone backed into the entrance one after another.

"Blood!"

Two golden lights lit up in the center of Yuan Duzi's pupils. Several masters behind him urged for luck at the same time.

Wow!

Countless silvery white blood water sprayed out from the entrance, and under the action of Qi, it turned into countless silver droplets, flying and scattering in the air.

"Dharmakaya."

"Black Seal Kunpeng!!"

Yuan Duzi jumped and rushed into the rain of blood, his whole body suddenly torn and swelled.

In an instant, a huge bird over a hundred meters long spread its wings, roared, and rushed toward the wave of imaginary mist.