Vol 2 Chapter 1692: Beimang Drums

There is no way if he can't hold it. Now the disaster is no longer a matter of the human family. At this time, the disaster has swept through the entire Middle Earth. Even if Lu Jing had cultivated the Yangshen, he had no choice but to face the continuous cloud and fog.
Zhang Heng was the parent and heir of the Taoist leader. At this time, the leader of Taoism and the undisputed first person of Taoism, now Lu Jingxiu can only come to his door and seek Zhang Heng's help.
And because of historical reasons, the Southern Heavenly Master Dao and the Northern Heavenly Master Dao are inextricably linked. In essence, they are still one family. At this time, it is difficult for Lu Jingxiu to do it. Of course, he has to come to Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng smiled bitterly when he heard the words and looked at Lu Jingxiu with a pair of eyes: "What do you think about this? Who is it that was secretly trying to provoke the Great Tribulation of the Middle-earth?"
"All kinds of evidence show that it is the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, but the dragons are hidden deep in the sea, and they have been unable to show up for a long time. We have no way to verify." Lu Jingxiu smiled bitterly. The strong are all ready to go. Obviously they have done a lot. Although there is no direct evidence, the fact is that this incident was caused by the Dragon Clan."
"What to do?" Zhang Heng has a headache, what can he do about it?
The Dragon Clan didn't do anything, and he couldn't take the initiative to kill the dragon in the sea. The sea water is the place of the Dragon Clan. Going to the Dragon Clan to make trouble is to seek death.
If you ask it to disperse the clouds and mist, it is simply unreliable. Now the entire middle earth is covered by water mist. Even if you disperse it here, you can immediately make up for it there. What can you do?
Isn't your energy wasted?
"I don't know where Senior Yin Gui is. He is my old senior in Middle-earth, an old disciple and grandson, with vast magical powers. There may be some hope of solving this matter," Zhang Heng said.
"Yin Gui..." After hearing this, Lu Jingxiu looked ugly: "Back when the Hanguguan Daodejing was born, I took advantage of the fire and robbed Senior Yin Xi. The body was stolen by Jumang. This hatred cannot be resolved until now. To grow stronger, to exclude the Louguan faction. Now the Louguan faction has begun to retreat in the mountains and old forests, fearing that they will not come out to wade in the muddy water."
The baby feels bitter, but the baby has no way to say.
What happened back then had offended Yin Gui miserably. To this day, Yin Gui is still in a sorrow. He does not interact with the old and the old, and even prefers to guard his own one-acre three-quarter land, and never compromise with Daomen.
"Yin Gui is Yin Xi's disciple. Yin Xi is a powerful person who preached by Lao Tan himself. If he can take action, it will definitely boost my morale. But who can persuade Yin Gui to take action?" Zhang Heng's mouth showed bitterness.
How to do?
Everyone wants to know what to do!
"You can't be so passive anymore. If Mercury is really close to Middle-earth, then floods are raging in the world and the Dragons take the opportunity to invade Middle-earth, we are really over!" Lu Jingxiu looked at Zhang Heng with a pair of eyes.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
At this moment, suddenly bursts of war drums rushed into the sky, shaking the thunder between the sky and the earth, and even the clouds in the sky were shaken away.
Zhuojun
Zhang Bairen was standing in the rain with an oil-paper umbrella, his eyes looked in the direction of the bell and drum, and then there was a dignified look in his eyes: "Fengdu!"
"call!"
The smoke disappeared in the sky, all the clouds and mist were swallowed up by Lu Yu, and the heavy rain stopped temporarily.
Zhuo County belongs to the Northland. The Northland is arid. One month of rain is a good thing for Zhuo County. A lake was born in the desert outside the gate, and an oasis has begun to sprout.
Seeing that the rain was saturated now, Lu Yu only took action and collected the clouds and rain in the sky.
"Captain, the mission is complete!" Lu Yu's eyes were full of light, she had cultivated the ancient supernatural powers, the Taoism of the rain master. The rain and fog in the sky is a disaster for others, a difficult problem to solve, but it is a great opportunity for Lu Yu.
The rain and mist swallowed cleanly, Zhang Bairen tapped Lu Yu's head with his fingers: "If you don't go to practice, this kind of opportunity is really rare. If you can't take the opportunity to practice, you can call on the wind and rain, and condense the power of the source, I won't forgive you."
The clouds and mists all over the sky gathered again, Lu Yu did not panic, pinched the tactics in his hand, and the whole Zhuojun wind and clouds rolled around in the next moment, pouring into Lu Yu's mouth and nose mightily, turning into a whirlpool.
With the sun shining on his face, Zhang Bairen put away the oil-paper umbrella, looked into the distance with his eyes, and saw a figure walking in the void with his feet.
"Senior Yin Gui, you are not practicing swords in the old forest in the deep mountains, why have time to come to me?" Looking at Yin Gui's figure, Zhang Bairen smiled.
"What kind of conspiracy and tricks are the Dragons going to do? My attic will be flooded through the heavy rains for a month!" Yin Gui's eyes were full of bad luck, and he fell on Zhang Bairen's side unhurriedly, watching the clouds and fog between the heaven and the earth. Lu Yu's eyes showed a light of surprise: "What an amazing supernatural power."
"In the battle of the ancient deer, Chi You is surrounded by two powerful men, Feng Po and Rain Master. This girl has trained the rain master’s supernatural powers and gained the rain master’s inheritance. As long as she can take this opportunity to practice the original water, she will not be able to achieve it in the future. Limited edition, it's a leisure time to board the fairy road!"
The ancient rain master, that was also a first-class powerhouse, who was able to beat countless monks under Xuanyuan Huangdi's heads, and was the only one who couldn't do anything about the heavy rain.
"The Beimanshan war drum is sounding, does Dao Sect want to use troops against the East China Sea?" Yin Gui's eyes were full of doubts.
"Use troops against the East China Sea? I'm afraid it might not be! When did Dao Sects have such courage! Now Dao Sect old antiques are racing against each other in reincarnation. If it were not for the severance of Daoism, they would never jump out." Zhang Bairen Yao After shook his head, he had already speculated in his heart: "I'm afraid that Beiman Mountain is heading towards Buddhism."
"Oh?" Yin Gui was stunned when he heard the words: "Now that my human race is at stake, Beimang Mountain actually took the lead in the civil war regardless of the overall situation, what did Daomen think?"
"Hehe, although I don't know the origin of King Beimanshan, I can probably guess his character. King Beimanshan is absolutely beyond the control of the Taoist sect. The two sides are only cooperating with each other!" Zhang Bairen said unhurriedly: "Speaking of which Now, Beimanshan’s attack on Buddhism may not be instructed by Daomen in secret."
"No way!" Yin Gui was puzzled. He was still thinking about whether he would make a move this time, but now it seems that he doesn't have to. The Dragon Race hasn't scored yet, and the Human Race itself is already in civil strife.
"Go, let's go and see, who on earth is the Emperor Fengdu who dares to initiate disputes on his own initiative!" Zhang Bairen sneered and put away the oil paper umbrella and headed towards Shaoshi Mountain.
"Why are you wearing a mask?" Yin Gui looked strange.
"You can wear it if you like it!" Zhang Bairen said slowly.
Beiman Mountain
The Emperor Fengdu stood on the stage with a solemn expression, and he started with an endless army of ghosts.
"Attack Songshan, destroy Shaoshishan, and punish Buddhism!" Emperor Fengdu rolled up the battle flag in his hand.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Chi You wore a ghost face, beating the drums, and constantly dispatching troops.
In terms of killing and cutting, Chi You is everyone. Who would have thought that Chi You was the one who commanded this attack?
The black ghost army is endless, seemingly connected, and the horizon has turned into a black line.
Thunder and lightning in rainy weather was originally a taboo for ghosts, but at this time, under the concealment of Chi You's drums, the aura of the millions of ghost tribe's army even formed a formation, blinding the perception of Tianlei.
The millions of Yin Soldiers were silent, running in the rain, solemnly and neatly formed, looking quite frightening.
"The army of a million is enough to inflict heavy damage on Mount Song and enter the Pure Land of Lingshan! The only thing that can be filtered is the Blessed One, whose cultivation is unfathomable. With the prosperity of the Mahayana Buddhism, the Blessed One has been blessed by the number of days, and now I don’t know if he has taken the last step." Chi You A pair of eyes looked at Emperor Fengdu.
"Regardless of whether he has taken the last step or not, this is my last chance for Beiman Mountain. Once Mahayana Buddhism is passed on to the east, there will be no room for me to stand up in Beiman Mountain." The Emperor Feng Du's eyes showed a touch of sorrow: "For the immortal. Ji Jingrui, I have no choice. There are so many auras in the world. The growth of Buddhism will inevitably swallow the aura of my Beiman Mountain and seize my authority in Beiman Mountain. I have waited for a thousand years and I will never allow anyone to ruin me. The chance of enlightenment."
Songshan
Mountain top
The Blessed One’s body is surrounded by Buddha's light, and the Shaoshi Mountain boundary is calm and free from wind and rain.
Blessed One is good at this point, and the person who sits in the seat must naturally protect the people.
Chi You's battle drum was startled, and the thunderous explosion exploded in his heart.
The murderous intent of Beiman Mountain was forced towards Shaoshi Mountain through wind and rain.
"Interesting, do you really think that you can win by relying on quantity? How can you figure out this Dharma?" The Blessed One looked at Bodhidharma: "Where is the Mahayana Buddha?"
"Still staring at the Buddhists" Bodhidharma smiled bitterly~EbookFREE.me~ We are also a member of the Mahayana Buddhism. Now someone wants to embarrass me with Zen Buddhism, how can he, the master of the Mahayana Buddhism, sit back and ignore it? "The Lord said unhurriedly.
"Master, last time we made a wordless scripture, I was afraid it was a bad idea. Where can I ask the Buddha to do it?" Dharma's mouth twitched.
The World Honored was silent, and after a while, he twisted his rosary and said: "Beijing Mang Mountain's millions of troops, as long as you give me time, it will not be a problem to save... But the key is that there are innate demon gods in it, I am afraid that it will not wait for me to save. That one million army, Songshan Pure Land has been reduced to ruins, and Zen Buddhism has since been removed! I hate that my treasure has not yet completed the final key, otherwise, how can it be reduced to such a point, and I have to ask for foreign aid."
Speaking of this, the Blessed One stood up slowly: "Go and say, I will help him to save millions of dead souls, help his heart light to become a real Buddha, and condense the real Buddha Dharma body. As long as you survive this tribulation, I will be Zen in the future. Willing to live under the Mahayana Buddhism!"
Blessed One's eyes were filled with sadness and helplessness.
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