Chapter 287 Gathering at the End
The nine mountain-like ten thousand-character seals, that is, nine Buddha seals, each of which has a golden dragon shadow swimming in it.
A huge Buddha power leaked out from the nine Buddha seals. Under the pressure of this Buddha power, dozens of miles, whether it was mountains or mountains, was pressed with only a pile of loess in an instant.
The whole world is filled with a horrible and destructive atmosphere.
"This is the nine-character true seal of Buddhism. It can suppress everything with the help of the power of heaven and earth. One of us can't do it. Only when the two of us resist together with all our strength can we block it." Last Sheng Pluto said to Bei Qiuxue.
There was a strong unwillingness and a trace of madness in Beiqiuxue's eyes.
"No, who said it would block it? I'm going to break it with my sword." Bei Qiuxue's long hair flew, and her face became extremely pale under this pressure.
"You're crazy." Mosheng Pluto was angry, "You must listen to me this time." Mosheng Pluto said angrily that the princess was too wayward.
Bei Qiuxue looked at the Pluto, and her eyes were full of red. "Yes, I'm crazy. I've been crazy since my mother died at the hands of a disciple of Buddhism. If you want to stop me, I'll kill you first."
When the Last Sheng Pluto stagnated, he only felt a sharp momentum overflowing from Bei Qiuxue's body and locked himself.
"Okay, in that case, I'll help you." Last Sheng Pluto is not a person who is afraid of things. Since the princess and a woman can do this, she can't be too scared.
"Worship in all directions, return to the same in nine directions, the way of inner honess, reaching all countries, magnificent righteousness, coming!" Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a Confucian sect that stood side by side with Taoism, Buddha, demons and demons. They not only cultivated themselves, but also cultivated their hearts. They used special skills to practice the purest magnificent righteousness in heaven and earth and cleanse their minds. They did not open their own mountain gates like Taoism, Buddhas, demons and demons. They wandered in the earthly world and in their strength. Converging, the great power among them may be just a farmer in the field, a prime minister of a small kingdom, or just a teacher in the world.
But it is undeniable that they are mysterious and powerful. The great righteousness can make them practice forever without mental degradation, make them invulnerable, and make them not easily infected with the cause and effect of the immortal world.
Yes, it was during a trip to the human world that Mosheng Pluto accidentally found a book left by an ancient Confucian monk in a cave, so Mosheng Pluto resolutely began to study Confucianism.
"Haoran righteousness! You are a Confucian disciple!" Bodhi Buddha's face changed greatly and exclaimed.
Then, the Bodhi Buddha looked at the nine-character true seal that had been formed in the sky and said with a smile, "What about Confucianism? Let me suppress all of you."
There was a sharp change in the breath of Pluto, and auspicious white light fell on the nine days, covering the body of Pluto.
"Haoran righteousness, condensation." Mosheng Pluto kept pinching the seal in his hand, and everything in heaven and earth began to release a little white light and converged towards Mosheng Pluto.
Regardless of good or evil, everything in heaven and earth has a trace of righteousness in its nature. The foundation of the magnificent righteousness comes from this. Everything in heaven and earth is immortal, and righteousness lasts forever.
There is no more holy light in the world than this. Under the order of Pluto Mo Sheng, it condensed into a huge mask.
"Come in, I can hold on for a while, and you can condense the sword spirit." Last Sheng Pluto said to Bei Qiuxue.
There was a hesitation on Bei Qiuxue's face, "What are you still doing? Hurry up." Pluto shouted.
At this time, Bei Qiuxue made a decision, entered the light mask condensed by Haoran Zhengqi, and sat down quickly.
At this time, the nine-character true seal has been carried as powerful as Tianwei.
"Ah!!!" The Last King was full of righteousness and welcomed the golden nine-character truth.
The rumble of Pluto spewed out a mouthful of blood in an instant, and his body suddenly sank for a distance.
The huge force of 'rumbling' fell to the ground, and the energy like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves pushed out of the ground.
In a void, several monks dressed in Tianxuanzong costumes flew in the direction of Juxian Mountain in the sky.
Suddenly, a blue-shirted man in the front stopped and looked solemnly in the other direction.
"What's wrong? Brother Muqing." Song Xian looked at the wooden green shirt that stopped and asked puzzledly.
Mu Qingshan frowned and turned to look at a beautiful woman in a jasper shirt and said, "Sister Qianli, what do you feel?"
Seeing that Mu Qingshan did not answer his words, he went to ask Qianli. Song Xian was depressed, but there was nothing he could do. Qianli was indeed amazing. He only went to Xiaoyinfeng for a few years, and his cultivation soared to the late stage of refining gods, and he only practiced in the middle of his efforts.
Qian Li's cold eyes looked in which direction, and then a solemn color gradually appeared on his face, "very powerful."
“... Where is the power? Why can't I feel it?" Yan Qi asked doubtfully. Although Song Xian was the same as Yan Qi, he never asked.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the direction Qianli and Mu Qingshan looked at, and a golden light rose to the sky and dyed the whole sky red.
"There is about a hundred miles away from here, and such a powerful force can be transmitted from a hundred miles. There must be a big thing there." Mu Qingshan said.
"Wait." Qianli suddenly exited, which stunned everyone.
The wooden green shirt was also stunned, but then his face also calmed down.
"There is a strong sword, which is slowly condensing." Mu Qingshan stared at the place tightly.
As soon as Mu Qingshan's voice fell, Qianli turned into a Jinghong and flew out. The purpose was that place.
"You two go to Juxian Mountain first. I also want to have a look." People who use swords are naturally very interested in swords.
After saying that, the wooden green shirt also flew towards that place.
Yan Qi and Song Xian looked at each other and saw the same brilliance from each other's eyes.
"Let's go and have a look." Song Xian said.
"Good." Yan Qi answered and flew behind the wooden green shirt with Song Xian.
The 'rumbling' earth trembled like an earthquake, and the huge mountain fell to the ground.
When the mountain landed, the wind just blew over.
The huge mountain was severely reduced when the wind blew over, and the gravel and loess splashed everywhere.
Suddenly, the wind suddenly stopped moving forward and stopped in front of the remaining hill.
"Iron Rock?" Qianqiu was stunned. After being in the world of clouds for so long, he also knew a lot about things in the world of clouds. This iron rock is an extremely hard rock, as hard as iron, so it is called iron rock.
"It's done." Qianqiu breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, when the wind destroyed the whole hill-like iron rock, he had also consumed a lot of energy and became extremely small, and at the same time changed the track, and one side of the town was blown over.
"Hmm?" Qianqiu was stunned again and looked at the place where the wind had just blown.
A golden light that dyed the whole sky lit up in that place, followed by the smoke and dust, and a terrible momentum, but this was not what Qianqiu paid most attention to. In an instant, he had already felt the small but constantly soaring sword.
"You go to the front town and wait for me. I'll be there in a minute." Qianqiu said to Liancheng, then waved his hand and flew to the town with Liancheng through the cloud disk.
"Brother Qianqiu... Liancheng snorted, but Qianqiu had already flown away. Seeing the scene of Qianqiu splitting the mountain just now, Liancheng almost thought that Qianqiu was a fairy.
"The feathering period... Is it so powerful? What about the higher level? What kind of power is that?" Liancheng has begun to imagine.
A hundred miles away, on a desolate hill, he was dressed in white like snow, his sword eyebrows into the clouds, his posture was straight and arrogant, and his long hair and shoulders. He was the first person in the Yuhua period of Diyuezong, one of the two major kendo in Dongzhou, Ximenyin.
"Very powerful swordsmanship." Ximen felt the faint sword from a hundred miles away, and his arrogant eyes began to sharpen.
When you look at it again, there is no one on the barren hill, and Ximen Yin has turned into a white light and flew to the sky.
On the other side, a cold and arrogant young man dressed in cloth and a hair scarf also looked there at the same time.
There was a smile on the corners of his mouth, "In this case, how can I be without Feng Wusheng?"