Chapter 342: Buddha

Aman left, and finally let the fatigued heart of Zhiming be completely frozen, and from then on, it would be difficult to melt. E Xiao "Talk to www. 1XIAOSHUO. COM
It was not when I left that I knew what to cherish, but that I wanted to cherish it, but there was no chance.
Knowing the fate, knowing the fate, when will you know your life in your life.
Above the void, the space channel opened by Confucius and Daokui gradually closed. At this moment, the red light was flourishing, and a glimpse of the aurora flashed over. After a short while, it disappeared.
After the red light, he heard the faint voice appearing, the golden light shining, and the party walked out of the auspicious light, their faces were peaceful, holding sala, twisting the French seal, black dancing, Buddha's extraordinary nature, making people look sideways.
"In Xiajian Bodhi, do you see someone passing by here?" The pedestrian said, politely.
Seeing the Buddha in front of him, Ning Chen concealed the emotional fluctuations in his eyes, and also performed a salute, calmly saying, "Master Huihui, seeing vaguely, seems to have gone west."
"Thank you for the donor"
The sword bodhi bowed down and thanked, and immediately left.
Step by step, it seems slow, but it disappears quickly, and the path of the walker never stops.
Ning Chen glanced at the departing Buddha, and after returning to God, he said goodbye to the Master and turned away.
In the abandoned city sword pool, the chaotic sword tires returned, and the sharp edge was once again condensed. The supreme sharpness after the brief start had completely disappeared. Although it was only a moment, Twilight saw a stronger sword, the sword of the Master.
In the west of Daxia, the red shadows gathered together, disappeared again in a flash, and hurried away.
"Amitabha"
The walker walked, the calm face did not fluctuate at all, the black that had never fallen fluttered with the wind, the golden light of the scepter in the hand shone, and the red shadow escaped from the trapped lock.
"Bald donkey, chase here from the hometown of West Buddha, don't you want to stop!" Red Shadow ups and downs, shook the Buddha's light, and said coldly.
"Ronglou, the sin you created, it's time to pay it back"
The sword bodhi twisted its fingers, and a simple sword flew out of the stalker's staff, and the Buddha used troops to kill the evil.
"Humph, you are alone, delusional!"
The red figure came out, waved his hand, the red light gathered, and a long knife appeared all over the body, and the blood knife appeared, and the Buddha's light suddenly dimmed.
Forong played against each other, the swords touched each other, the golden light dazzled, and the blood glaringly drew a splendid demeanor on the land of China. The battle continued for a hundred years. From the hometown of the West Buddha to the Eastern Territory of China, it is still difficult to distinguish the results.
In the hands of the walker, the ancient Sword and Buddha light shine, one sword after another, showing the mercy of killing.
Hongying's blood was lingering, the soldiers drank thousands of Buddha's blood, killing, so that the world and earth tremble.
"Bodhicitta Zen, Spend the Heaven"
Bodhi moves, the endless Buddha light spreads under the feet of two people, the sword bodhi has a compassionate Buddha nature, and opens the heart of killing and cutting.
In the blood light, Rong Lou's expression was cold, his hands turned over, the blood electricity was stirred, and the murderers were blessed by blood electricity, and the blood light was even better. He simply opened up a world in the Buddha's light.
Jian Zhi, Dao Ying, there was a loud noise, blood spilled from the corner of Ronglou's mouth, and he stepped on the foot and hurried away.
Sword Bodhi stepped out in two steps, his figure crossed the golden light to catch up, and vowed to punish this catastrophe for the world.
Before Yongye God's teaching, the blood shadow hurried through and disappeared, and Jian Bodhi came afterwards. While continuing to chase, the surrounding magic atmosphere suddenly spread, and a white demon appeared in the gods, blocking the road ahead.
When the Buddha and the Demon met, the atmosphere suddenly condensed, Jian Bo Ti looked at the demon in front of his eyes, and his peaceful eyes flashed a strange color.
"The sad one, sad"
Bodhi was compassionate and sighed softly. The golden branches and leaves on the stalker swayed and the bells rang, echoing in the ear of the devil.
"Reincarnation, Burial"
The reincarnation of the ink sword is still ruthless and unsympathetic, and the demon moves to kill, and thousands of swords rush out.
The sword shadow came to life, Jian Bodhi pointed with his right hand, and the golden light of the sword converged, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi collapsed and disappeared.
At the next moment, the reincarnation swept over, Bodhi took the finger as the sword, and with a sudden sound, he blocked the sharp edge of the ink sword, and the breath of Buddha and demon confronted between the sword edges. The terrible power led to the continuous distortion of the surrounding space.
"If you can do this, you should not step into the magic path"
Jian Bodhi's left hand twists and seals, the Buddha's light is flourishing, and the chain spreads between heaven and earth, and it is necessary to seal off both of them.
However, at this moment, a hand stretched out in the battle between the two, took Xia Ziyi, and retreated.
"Buddha, who moved me before my religious teaching, is it too much?" Instructor Yong Ye said lightly.
The battle situation was blocked, Jian Bodhi no longer shot, converged on the true element, glanced at the devil who was always in front of him, and sighed again, it was a pity that his heart was dusty at first.
Bodhi turned and left, and continued on his way. Lord Yongye looked at the strange strong man who suddenly appeared on the earth of China, his eyes narrowed slightly. It seems that this short-term balance will soon be broken again.
The road of Shenzhou is rugged and difficult to walk through. The grass is not born, and the scene of the charcoal is reappearing. The bodhi can't bear it. The chanting spell is cursed.
"My Buddha is merciful, extraditing Cihang"
The sword bodhi walked forward step by step, and where Salo fell, he was regenerated by the dried grass, and a little greenness appeared, which was surprisingly unusual.
The light breeze blows, the black floats, the bodhi belt, and the sala Tibetan sword, not like a buddha shape, but it is truly compassionate, cherishing sentient beings, and demonizing for centuries.
Daxia Palace, Zhenghua Hall, and Daxia Wenwu were defeated. Ning Chen came back and sat down, full of concern, and did not care about the things that were born in the palace.
Yang Hong looked at the person who came back, frowning. Although Bei Mengsheng won, there was no joy in his heart.
Could it be that the victory or defeat between the two dynasties is so meaningless in the eyes of the Mingminghou.
Seeing Ning Chen's expression, the eldest grandson flashed a little worry in his heart, not quite right.
In her eyes, Ning Chen has always been a strong person and has never shown such a lonely emotion.
Behind the elder grandson, Liming felt something. Although Ning Chen had tried his best to hide it, he wanted to hide the two of them.
"Know your destiny, dare to fight" Yang Hong walked out, said indifferently.
Ning Chen raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, saying, "Why?"
"Why are there so many reasons, I just ask you, dare or not" Yang Hong said coldly.
"No interest" Ning Chen shook his head and refused.
"Yanghou, don't be arrogant, retreat" Mingyue finally angered his face, shouted.
"Coward" Yang Hong snorted and turned back.
Da Xia's heartfelt sense of suffocation was abnormal, losing two games in a row, the commander refused to fight, and Da Xia face lost.
"May the gambling be defeated, any matters discussed today will be carried out in accordance with the requirements of Northern Mongolia," Chang Sun said, ending the game.
Victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists. There is always a concession on the negotiating table. This time, Da Xia lost.
The negotiations ended temporarily, and it was not too early. Da Xia's ministers and the Northern Mongolian missions all withdrew from the Zhenghua Temple. Ning Chen got up and retreated, and walked quickly towards the Hou Mansion.
Confucius and Dao Kui have been struggling for thousands of years, and each time they use force, they will be weaker. This time, they will open the space barrier at the expense of the few remaining Shou Yuan.
He didn't know what the catastrophe said by the Master, but he must be inseparable from Yongye Gods.
When Lingyue passed away, he also mentioned Yongye Gods, which seemed to know something vaguely.
The scroll of chaos can disturb the celestial machine, and it is the only thing in the world that can restrain the Ming scroll. The Yongye Divine Code of Yongye Gods is undoubtedly the scroll of Ming. Anyone who listens to the moon should see what is seen from the Yongye Divine Code.
Seniors and Aman left, and Da Xia's absolute force once again fell into a disadvantage. Just a Yongye leader, he was not able to deal with it.
Now, the only thing he can pose a threat to the Lord Yongye is the Forgiveness Arrow, but unfortunately he was cut off by the magic sword when he saved the last time.
Although the war has not yet begun, it is only a matter of time. Before that, we must find a way to repair the arrow of forgiveness.
Ning Chen came back from the Zhiming Hou Mansion. As soon as he entered the backyard, a woman was waiting quietly there.
"amethyst"
Ning Chen frowned slightly and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty asked you to wait and she will come in a while," Zi Jing said respectfully.
Ning Chen nodded. He always felt that Mingyue had come in person. There must be something important. It was just that he couldn't meet in the past two days and he had no chance to ask.
After Amethyst reported the news, he walked away quickly, and did not stay for a while.
It was getting dark, just as the lantern was at the beginning, Mingyue and Amethyst came, and behind them, ten round knife guards followed closely.
"You are waiting outside, I have something to talk to the comrade-in-law." Mingyue stopped, glancing at the ten people behind him, and said coldly.
"Yes"
The ten round knife guards respectfully said.
Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, and it seemed that the hidden innate was among the ten.
The three entered the backyard, and Amethyst stayed outside the room, leaving room for the two to speak.
In the room, Ning Chen looked at Xiao Mingyue in front of her and asked softly, "What's the matter, how did you come in person?"
Mingyue's eyes were slightly red, and he said, "Lao Shang Shuling has passed away, Yang Hou is in power, and my identity may not be concealed."
"The round knife guards outside the door, arranged by Yang Hong?" Ning Chen frowned.
"En" Mingyue nodded and said.
Hearing this ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Ning Chen immediately understood the general idea, Yang Hong didn't seem to be a traitor, but his acting style was much more radical than that of the old servant order. One of those round knife guards had a congenital, bright moon If you want to keep your identity secret, even with the help of amethyst, it is really dangerous.
With Yang Hong's character, if the moon is a woman's body, the consequences can be disastrous.
"Amethyst, you come in" Ning Chen said.
Amethyst heard the call, pushed the door in, and stood there quietly, waiting for instructions.
"Amethyst, how long do you have to be before your shock?" Ning Chen asked seriously.
"Return to Hou Ye, just in these two days, but the slave-servant did not know how to pass, so he was still hesitating."
Amethyst said respectfully that she was entrusted by her military commander to protect her majesty with all her strength, and she was shocked by her congenital conditions and faced many crises. It was not as simple as imagined. Once she failed, the terrible anti-bite force could not be afforded by ordinary people.
Ning Chen understood Amethyst's worries and thought for a while, condensing, "No more delay, let's start tonight"