Chapter 20 Breaking the Mountain

Killing Sect is not only the leader of martial arts in the world, but also a holy place of Buddhism and Taoism in Jiangbei. Every 15 years, a Buddhist event - Huayan Buddhist Association is held.

In view of the compassion of the Buddha's compassion for the world and stopping the world, after the Huayan Buddhist Association, the Huayan Dharma Conference has always been held to calm the martial arts disputes in the world. However, this Dharma Association has always been only open to the three major sects in Jiangbei, and the "Dragon Emperor" and "Wanliu" schools are also necessary for each period.

After all, 500 years ago, the Killing Sect was the first martial arts sect in the world. In the past 500 years, it was gradually replaced by the Dragon Emperor Sect.

This habit has been around for thousands of years and has been around since.

The mountain wind roars like a knife, and the clouds and waves roll and rise like boiling water. The top of the red Buddha statue is full of weather.

Wu Wang stood on it and looked far away. A golden dragon-shaped statue loomed in the sea of clouds.

It is the symbol of the Dragon Emperor Sect, the ancient sect, and the only building that can reach the height of the red Buddha above Qianfo Mountain.

In the clouds and waves, the golden dragon shines, and the clouds and waves all over the sky are dyed gold in kilometers around it. At an altitude of nearly 10,000 meters, only the golden dragon statue of the Dragon Emperor can have such a illustrious momentum.

In contrast, the red Buddha's blood light in the clouds and waves only spreads nearly 500 meters, which is gloomy compared with the golden light in the sky.

This makes Wuwang extremely unhappy.

Although the golden dragon pressed the red Buddha, although it has only happened for nearly 500 years, it has become a thorn in the heartless head, stinging his liver and lungs all the time, corroding his heart and blood, like a quenched wasp tail needle.

Every time the clouds are shining, when the morning sun rises, Wuwang will always come to the top of the red Buddha, swallow the freshest clouds and sunlight, and refine the power of his own qi and blood. After reaching the realm of martial arts, there is no need to stop at its own qi and blood refinement, but needs to communicate with the elements between heaven and earth.

For this reason, in the past 20 years, a little resentment has accumulated deeper and deeper, so that I often can't sleep at night.

He needs to pull out the thorn and completely remove it.

And this time, Huayan Dharma will be the beginning of his plucking out of the sting.

For this moment, he has been in pain for 20 years and has also prepared for 20 years. No, perhaps, he has been preparing since he was born as the 43rd generation of the patriarch of the Killing Sect.

This is fate, and it is also his reckless karma.

The clouds are getting stronger and stronger, and the red sun the size of a city is gradually moving to the center of the sky, and the morning has come.

Wuwang swallowed a large mouthful of cloud gas, which was contained in his mouth. These clouds containing the spirit of Taijin refined the eight meridians of his life. The power of qi and blood steamed and boiled in the cloud gas, and quenched away a trace of magazine.

After the morning class, Wuwang was ready to turn around.

At this moment, a slight footsteps came from the top of the hollow of the Buddha.

A young monk in a purple monk's robe came up. When he saw Wuwang, he knelt down respectfully.

"Master, I'd like to send yours to you."

At this moment, the face of the teenager, who was as indifferent as ice and snow, was surprisingly soft and docile, and even there was a trace of imperceptible warmth in his metal-like ruthless eyes.

Wuwang frowned.

"Huh, Miao Wu, what kind of 'killing heart' you have cultivated? Can't you break the family relationship today?"

The reckless scolding was like a sharp sword, which deeply pierced into Miao Wu's heart. A trace of pain flashed through his eyes, but it was only a moment that could not be captured by the naked eye. After a moment, there was no emotion in Miao Wu's eyes, which was as cold as snow.

But this extremely fast moment was still in the eyes of Wuwang. He was furious, brushed his long sleeves, pointed to Miao Wu and shouted and scolded loudly: "Dastard, I swallow the Buddha's light with the four guardian Vajra gods of the Buddha Sect, and let you read the martial arts classics of the sect. The three ancient elders enlightened and washed your pulse for you. It's hard. It's difficult Does Tao make you so cowardly? You bastard, get out of here, go back and think about it, and punish you to kill a thousand 'heart demon night fork'.

"Yes, master." Miao Wu's voice was cold and ruthless, and there was no sadness or joy on his gorgeous face. He stood up and said to Wuwang, "Master, the law will be ready. Master Fa Neng invites you to come over."

"Well, you don't have to worry about these things." Wu Wang calmed down his anger, glanced at his beloved apprentice, and continued to say, "Miao Wu, the Huayan Law in a few days will be extraordinary. Xiang Qingyi and Li Qiushui of the Dragon Emperor will come here. At that time, the three of you may have a competition. Remember, Xu Sheng is not allowed to lose in this competition. Otherwise, you will be expelled from the family register. Let's live and die."

Without a word, he waved his big sleeves, and there was a cloud-like luminous atmosphere under his feet, breaking through the air.

Only Miao Wu bowed his head and stood in place respectfully, and there was no movement for a long time.

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Wu Pengwei ran to Qianfo Mountain with the tiger of yin and fire on his back. Along the way, his heart was full of emotion.

The green lantern pendant brought a glimmer of hope to the rebirth of Bai Nian'an.

And he can expand this line of hope to 80%.

He has reached the realm of giving up the divine mind. He has the two treasures, the door of life and the infinite ring. He can re-refining the soul of the ghost Shura through the door of life, so that it can be regenerated in the virtual world. The infinite ring is connected with the door of life, and the soul of the ghost Shura can freely enter and exit.

The only regret is that Wu Pengwei could not completely resurrect the ghost Shura in reality.

Only when he reaches the realm of "divine refining" and the extreme of divine thoughts can he reshape his body for Bai Nian'an, but this is too far away to know what year and month.

However, it is a great comfort to resurrect the soul of Bai Nian'an.

It takes time and energy to reshape the soul. With Wu Pengwei's current primary level of seizing the sacrifice level, there is still a certain risk. Wu Pengwei decided to wait for the power of the divine mind to reach the intermediate level of the sacrifice and then reshape the soul of the ghost Shura.

And the power of divine thoughts reaches the intermediate level of grabbing, and the only way is to devouring other people's souls.

This goal has long been in Wu Pengwei's mind. That is the founder of the Killing Sect, the "confusion" that once appeared in the endless sea.

In addition, he will avenge Bai Nian'an and return him with a sword.

Break the belly and take the sword of his life.

Qianfoshan Mountain is heavily guarded today. Before reaching the outer archway, many monks have been seen patrolling around it, twice as many people as usual.

At the foot of the mountain, there were many tall-headed horses parked, and the cars and horses were lined up in a long line.

Wu Pengwei didn't care so much and rushed over.

When a monk saw Wu Pengwei rushing towards him, he came forward with a stick and asked, "Who is the person, the Killing Sect held Huayan today..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt that there was a flower in front of him, and there was no shadow of Wu Pengwei.

The monk was shocked. When he turned around, he only saw Wu Pengwei riding the back of Juechen. He immediately raised his voice and shouted, "Stop that man, he is here to make trouble."

The killing monks gathered around the archway to patrol were furious one by one, holding sticks to form a human wall, trying to stop Wu Pengwei. The first stick monk was tall and broad, and there was a majestic turtle light and shadow above his head, which was obviously a master of the martial soul level.

Unfortunately, these guys can't stop Wu Pengwei's punch.

A punch is thrown out, like a wave rolling, without fancy, relying only on the most primitive power.

Reaching the realm of nearly ten thousand enemies, the power of qi and blood is not something that these monks can resist at all. They suddenly fall away and fall to the ground.

And Wu Pengwei rushed into the archway like a gust of wind, and no one could stop it wherever he passed.

"Oh, what kind of person is this boy? He is so bold that he dares to find the fault of the Killing Sect. Is he really not afraid of death?"

"What do you know? This boy seems to be a figure in martial arts in the south of the Yangtze River. Two days ago, I saw him break through once in the mountain. The Killing Sect couldn't do anything to him. It was so easy to come out, but why did this boy break through again today? The Huayan Buddhist Association is in full bloom, and people from all walks of life in Jiangbei are gathered here. I think the Killing Sect has lost a lot of face this time.

"Hey hey, hurry up and ask who the good boy is. It's so lifeless."

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For a while, the rest of the factions stopped at the foot of Qianfo Mountain whispered one by one and talked about it.

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After breaking into the outer mountain archway, Wu Pengwei went straight to the inner mountain.

Next to the sword pool, the young monk in a yellow monk's uniform was cross-legged and looked at a pair of crickets fighting under him in a daze, which was very happy.

A strong wind came to his body. He suddenly looked up and suddenly tightened his eyes and shouted, "It's you again? I really want to die."

The yellow-robed monk got up and shouted loudly. His fists were shining. Above the light, there was a strange figure of King Kong. He held a big blood-red umbrella, stepped on the dragon with his feet, and rushed to his face.

"The mysterious skill of Japanese character fire - the king of heaven drops fire."

The monk roared up, and a huge fire lion light and shadow was reflected above his head. The fire lion roared up to the sky. In addition to roaring, the red diamond light and shadow seemed to open, and countless fire lights burst out of the huge umbrella in his hand, stabbing Wu Pengwei like an arrow.

Wu Pengwei didn't even look at the monk.

The body flew up like an arrow.

With his left hand, the long and narrow and dark knife "Tiger of Fire" was cut out like electricity.

The mind reaches the advanced level, and there is no need to deliberately launch it at all. All the changes are in the heart, and the micro-heart formula will survey the flaws in the change of the other party's moves in a very fast time.

One knife is enough.

Thousands of fires dissipated immediately.

The monk in yellow robe fell to the ground, half of his body was unconscious, and a blood stain between his eyebrows pulled to his cheeks, which was shocking.

Wu Pengwei swept like light.

It is only 30 meters away from the black jade archway, and the black arhats who close their eyes and tune in the black jade archway can be clearly seen.

This time, Wu Pengwei decided to use his killer mace to let Kill Yi and Soul Yi entangle with these guys, and he went straight to Huanglong.

For a long time, he has been unwilling to show Kill One and Soul One in front of people, but this time, there is really no other way.

He is also sure that he can rush over.

Thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters.

The distance was getting closer and closer. Wu Pengwei took a deep breath and was ready to summon the Kill One and the Soul One.

But at this moment, a low Buddha's name suddenly exploded in my ear.

"Amitabha, the benefactor doesn't pay too much attention to my Killing Sect."

When the Buddha's horn sounded, Wu Pengwei suddenly felt a heartbeat, and his body was involuntarily uncontrollable. He stopped in mid-air and could not move.

In the bamboo forest next to the mountain steps, a thin old monk in black robe walked out.

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