The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

With the top of the hill as the core, the gravel is like a dragon, covering the sky from the sun, and an enclosure rolls into the sky, as if the most terrifying sandstorm is coming.

And in the hurricane of raging sand, there is a path of shadows vaguely. They are twisted and indefinite, invisible and innocent. Yin Qi is heavy, screaming and screaming, continuously rushing towards the peak.

This is exactly the “Bitter Soul 18 Strikes” that Crying Old Man uses Violent Sand Divine Art to activate!

Under the mountain foot, the green oasis quickly withered in the flying “sand” walking stones, and the ground was yellowish. It seemed that the overstatement had been drained. The cattle and sheep herders were all frozen in place, and their skin muscles Dehydrated every inch, faint black shadows flew out from them within the body, throwing towards the “ghosts” at the top of the peak.

This kind of terrifying scene does not at all stop at the hills and the nearby oasis, but spreads towards a hundred li, to emptied the souls of all creatures, and to wither the whole earth.

Outside the quicksand set, surrounded by windy sand, the normal soil is dry and cracked, extending from the hill direction to the inside of the set, and then to the area behind.

On the episode, each and every one pedestrians have been dumbfounded one after another, their movements are slow, their skin is dry, and there are shadows within the body struggling to get out.

The wind sand hit outside the “Hanhai First House”, making a dense sound of pa pa pa, making the seemingly worn Inn sway, making a zhi zhi rattling sound, which seems to be soon Take off the overstatement, turn into powder, and collapse to the ground.

In the Inn, the table of guests is like the herdsmen outside, one after another becoming lifeless, and about to lose their souls.

Qu Jiuniang stood up, slim eyebrows, shouted loudly: “old fart, beware of the gods, you have no sex with a son! My mothers Inn has provoke you!”

As she scolded coldly, as if there was a cold wind blowing in the Inn, the dining and lodging guests had a cold war and woke up, look at each other in dismay, full of fear, at the same time , The exterior wall planks of Inn also showed no signs of dehydration, but they were still shaking under the wind and sand, zhi zhi quack.

“The Grandmaster-level matchup is too terrifying…” The sapphire-eyed Shake muttered to himself. There are several dozen li from the place where the match was made, and he and the others were almost sucked away. Without the soul, if there weren’t the mysterious Qu Jiuniang, I’m afraid I would not escape this catastrophe.

The Shake leader who carried a scimitar at his waist was afraid of authenticity: “A normal Grandmaster will converge in the range of the attack, which is convenient for formidable power concentration, but Crying Old Man is an exception. The more souls he absorbs, the more his Bitter Soul 18 Strikes are more powerful! Its really motherfucker bad luck to hit this kind of thing!”

They are horse bandits in the Gobi Gobi, and the acknowledge allegiance in “Evil Blade of the Desert” is Luo Ju, to Bitter Soul 18. Strikes has a certain understanding.

“Boss, do we have to believe in Buddha and resolve our sins so as not to always encounter such bad luck things?”

“Believe in your mother’s Buddha! “

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Only when I walked to Meng Qi in the middle of the quicksand set, the dark gold skin circulates and locks the body and soul, resembling Arhat, but the dark gold luster is getting dim. as if the candlelight in the wind will go out at any time.

He clenched his teeth and insisted, trying his best to settle down. Today, I know the power of Exterior Scenery Peak, it is as horrible as a natural disaster!

On the top of the hill, Xuan Bei dialed the dark gold prayer bead and chanted in a low voice, a path of colored glaze rays of light radiated from his hand, setting off most of the peak like a pure Buddhism.

With the palm of the Crying Old Man, that a path of grievances poured in like a torrent of black currents, screaming vanish like smoke in thin air on the rays of light from time to time. Liuli rays of light bite to pieces.

Xuan Bei not happy nor angry, dont panic, just look at Crying Old Man, the voice as if echoed in his heart:

“You know why I gave up complete divine art inheritance, choose’Mo Ke’s Demon-Subduing Fist’ which is missing important scriptures?”

Crying Old Man’s eyes condensed, his right palm was lifted, his left palm was pushed, and the sand was suddenly like The dragon fell, and the path of the soul became more and more intangible, as if walking between yin and yang, it was impossible for people to resist.

After Xuan Bei finished speaking, the pearl on the Buddha Bead that was moved turned dark gold from dark gold, and then he punched it.

This fist as if is filled with Heaven and Earth, and the fist becomes transparent and pure, like colored glaze, without dust.

He is surrounded by golden rays of light, and the illusory Golden Lotus blooms on the top of the peak, showing a hazy void behind him.

inside the Void, each and every one The hideous ghosts and evil spirits peacefully surround a golden lotus platform. On the lotus platform sits a Bodhisattva with a compassionate and compassionate face. The constantly circulating life and death qi breath is like a round treasure that changes in black and white. Yun Han writes the All Heavens Great Secret, Profound Truth of Life and Death.

This Bodhisattva’s face changed vaguely, and finally reached Peak with Xuan Bei’s fist intent, revealing exactly the same appearance as him, but a melancholy and heavy, pity and solemnity!

Bodhisattva opened his mouth, and inside the Void immediately echoed with the sound of clouds and thunder:

“After today, in tens of millions of calamities, there should be world, all hells, and Three Evil Roads , All sins and suffering sentient beings, I vowed to save, leave the evil interest of hell, beast hungry ghosts. And this sin and the others, I will become a Buddha, and then I will become enlightened.”

“Hell is not yet Empty, swear not to become a Buddha; all living beings are exhausted, and Bodhi is justified.”

Zen sound bursts, buddhist light is released, the evil spirits that flowed in have faded away, their faces are calm, and they disappear air.

The wind and sand are stagnant, and there is a buddhist name on the mountain foot. Clumps of withered dry grass gradually appear green, undercurrents ding dong, and the skin of the corpse-like herdsmen, cattle and sheep are slowly full, and the black flying out The soul returns to the body, Qi of Life is full of breath.

The dry and cracked earth is stable again as before, and the lost passers-by on the quicksand set one after another escaped from the “hell”, feeling dazed and afraid.

In the Inn, the foul-mouthed Qu Jiuniang’s face showed a touch of surprise, and he whispered to himself: “Really someone arrived’Mo Ke’s Demon-Subduing Fist’ to this degree?”

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Under Qi of Life’s breath and colored glaze buddhist light, Meng Qi, who was swaying in wind and rain, finally got rid of the influence of “Bitter Soul 18 Strikes”, and the dark gold circulating on the skin was no longer dimmed and became pure again.

Looking at the scenes and things walking around between death and life, Meng Qi couldn’t help but stunned and thought: “I’m afraid that already is God and Immortal’s method!”

Mo Ke’s Demon-Subduing Fist, go to life and death wheel!

Crying Old Man was broken in one move, raised his head and howled, his voice pierced into Yun Xiao, piercing his body and soul, just like the death of the suppressed Ghost King in the depths of hell.

The black qi around him is rising, it seems that the hell is wide open and the ghost is out of control.

Then, he A Single Palm Overturning Heaven, shot from the beginning, “the gates of hell open” of “Bitter Soul 18 Strikes”!

Xuan Bei and Bodhisattva behind them are still melancholy and compassionate, fists like clenched seals, and they hit again, Mo Ke’s Demon-Subduing Fist’s “Saving All Living Beings”!

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Meng Qi looked back, and saw the vast gravel surrounding the hills, the black qi buddhist light, competing with each other, constantly staggering, it seemed that it was difficult to distinguish the outcome for a while.

He knows that with his own strength, not to mention helping Master, he may not be able to do it close to the mountain, but it will become a burden. However, Little Junior Brother is alone in the Inn, doing things in a daze. Experience, a little bad handling, will lead to a killing disaster, so he temporarily gave up the plan of “escape from Shaolin” and prepared to return to the Inn to join Little Junior Brother.

Under normal circumstances, there is no guilt for running away, but at this time, the situation is special. At any rate, I have a deep friendship with Little Junior Brother. How can I not help?

Furthermore, Meng Qi does not want to admit it in his heart, but it is very clear that if there are other enemies, if Crying Old Man has the upper hand, it is similar to taking off the overstatement and reappearing the nightmare scene of soul-stirring. , The Inn is the safest place, after all, there is a Qu Jiuniang who is suspected of Exterior Scenery.

Meng Qi has to admit that seeking blessing and rescuing Little Junior Brother account for half of the reasons for returning to Inn.

He just turned around, his eyes froze suddenly, and his pupils shrank sharply, because on the windy sandy street, there was a strange man standing opposite him.

He wears a black burqa like a sandk, with gray hair, but a young face, as if 20-30 years old a young man, the comparison between the two makes people feel terrified.

“An Guoxie…” Meng Qi whispered his name, and ran without turning his head.

In this case, running away from behind is purely revealing the real emptiness and giving away the vitals of the vest.

An Guoxie, “White-headed Vulture”, the grand disciple of Crying Old Man, the expert of Nine Apertures, the 36th place in the Human List, better than yourself, I dont know how much!

An Guoxie’s face is thin, with bulging edges and corners, but don’t have several points of exotic beauty. With a wicked smile on the corners of his mouth, he jokingly said: “My luck is good, I just hit one , This time I am not afraid of being punished by Old Ancestor.”

An opponent who has not yet Dawning Enlightenment, he did not pay attention to it at all, it has several points of cat and mouse feeling.

While speaking, he flew forward like a vulture, pushed his palms, and the palms were hot. Meng Qi seemed to be trapped deep in the desert, suffering from breathing, dry skin, dehydrated body, and lack of strength.

Although he failed to acquire “Bitter Soul 18 Strikes”, Violent Sand Divine Art has reached a higher-level!