Chapter 439 Road

Ge Xinglie smiled evilly, and his eyes crossed Qin Yan's shoulder and fell on Yu Hanyan, Gong Yunxiu and other people. His voice suddenly raised a little: "Big brother, if you really want to practice Taoism, you can't be greedy for beauty. People's hearts are easy to indulge in and difficult to collect, and the more fetters they are, the more they are, they don't want to live long. Let's talk about my master. In the past, the sword god of Yandang Mountain was known as unparalleled in the world. In just 50 years, he passed the first four declines. When he was about to fly up to the same path, he found that all kinds of magic powers were useless. The decline of Taoism pointed directly to this seat. He was already obsessed with debts and could not retreat, and he could only die. You can't stop learning from the past!"

Qin Yan was silent for a moment and hadn't spoken yet, but he heard a cold voice behind him: "It's as if you had seen it with your own eyes. What kind of debt is it? It's all nonsense! Brother, don't believe him!"

The evil sword in Ge Xinglie's hand raised the angle a little and smiled, "What do you think of the jade fairy?"

"Only with extreme affection can you be extremely Taoist. Taoists seize the creation of heaven and earth, invade the mystery of the sun and the moon, and make brave and diligent. They do not go against their hearts. They have their own day to prove that Taoism is free.

Ge Xinglie's lips were upturned: "Is this the teaching of the unmovable old man? Haha, it's not against my heart, but it's easy to say! Big brother, this woman really painstakingly for you! Did you say that you believe her or me?

His eyes are cold, and the meaning of the threat is obvious: if you don't believe me, there is nothing to talk about. I will go over and cut you with a sword.

Qin Yan frowned, waved his hand back, and looked at Ge Xinglie and said, "After the five declines, can you live a long life?"

"After the five declines, it is in line with Taoism, beyond the three worlds and five elements, and live with heaven, but it is not eternal life. If you want to prove eternal creation, you need to avoid other disasters, which is beyond my ability.

Qin Yan touched his chin and said in a low voice, "I heard that after the Five Decline, there are still three disasters because they are connected with their own world."

"Oh?" Ge Xinglie showed a solemn expression, lowered the sword in his palm, leaned over and asked, "Which three disasters?"

Thunderstorm, fire, windstorm. Five hundred years after becoming a road, there was a thunderstorm in the sky, and it was desperate. Five hundred years later, a fire fell from the sky. This fire is called 'yin fire'. From the bottom of the spring cave, it burned straight through the mud wall palace. The five internal organs turned into ashes and their limbs were all rotten, making thousands of years of asceticism illusory. Five hundred years, there will be another wind disaster. This wind is called 'the wind'. Blow into the six bodies from the fontan door, pass through the Dantian, penetrate the nine orifices, the flesh and bones are sparse, and the body is self-resolved.

"So..." Ge Xinglie sighed gently, "I didn't expect that there would be so many disasters after the forty-nine disasters. It's really difficult. No wonder so many talented, wise and brave people for thousands of years can't go to the last step." He pondered for a moment, and his eyes condensed on Qin Yan's face again. He said, "The road is long and dangerous. If there is a person competing with him, it will be a pleasure. Unfortunately, big brother, you and I have had too many causes and consequences before, and it is absolutely difficult for us to coexist in the world. Although it's a pity, I have to ask you to sleep here..."

Qin Yan raised his head, his face was calm, and he smiled slightly: "Brother Song, don't say this too early. Your sword is indeed very fast, and it is not too much to even be said to be the best in the world. Unfortunately, it is so fast that it is so fast that you can't control and change the speed. It's useless to stab people.

Ging shouted coldly: "Then you can try it--"

With a flash of sword light, the purple flame suddenly raised a huge wave, which unexpectedly urged the sword to the peak without gaining momentum.

When the sword spirit arrived, Qin Yan's body was out of reality in an instant, and his body was covered with an illusory fog. The demon flame quickly passed through his body and silently, covering all the place where he originally stood. All the vegetation was burned, and even the rocks were melted into crystals at a violent high temperature.

After that, a huge roar followed, and the sound waves spread with the airflow, and waves of whistling pierced people's eardrums like sharp cones, making people's scalp numb and heads buzzing.

Ge Xinglie waved hundreds of swords in the blink of an eye, and the clouds in the sky were reflected by the rushing fireworks. If anyone looked at the foot of the mountain from afar, he could see a purple halo rising from the sky.

Unfortunately, hundreds of swords turned over almost all the land within an inch, but none of them could hit the target. The figure walking in Ziyan seemed to be completely out of the scope of reality. It was just a remnant of a phantom. Ren Feng's sharp sword spirit washed away, which could not hinder his footsteps.

The song was furious. Even if it is really a ghost monster, it will be split into hundreds of pieces by Ziyan. How can it not be hurt at all?

He has been locking Qin Yan's breath. Qin Yan has never been able to escape from the evil sword, but the evil sword can't hurt him at all. Ge Xinglie became more and more angry, and he wanted to use twelve layers of power to make a fierce blow. At this time, he suddenly heard a golden bell crashing. A swung in his mind, and the sound of Buddha's chanting from nowhere faintly sounded in his ears.

His eyes stagnated, and the sword in his hand slowly patted. He saw the golden light in front of him. Qin Yan stood in front of the vertical Zen stick and pinched a Buddha seal in his left hand. Then the real picture around him was broken like glass, blooding into the Buddha's light and shining in the dust. The scene under their feet changed, and he was suddenly in the void.

A circle of Buddha's light rippled out, washing the spirit of the spiritual platform, which made him feel dizzy and almost sleepy.

Suddenly, an extremely dangerous feeling awakened him. He was shocked and his ears were full of magnificent Sanskrit sounds. He raised his head, and the golden light in front of him was shining. Then he was shocked to find that there was an extremely huge Buddha statue in front of him. The golden wheel behind the Buddha's head shines, and the treasure is solemn and hangs high in the void. The sacred atmosphere makes people can't help but want to worship. The white lotus flowers bloom on all sides, and the fairy voice is faint. The countless figures of Luohan Bodhisattva appear around, arching around the giant Buddha like stars holding the moon, singing like him with very ancient spells.

At this time, a violent shaking under his feet woke him up from shock, and the alarm in his heart became stronger and stronger. Only then did he find that he was standing on the palm of the giant Buddha, and the Buddha's five fingers were closing, and he was about to hold him...

The vast Buddha's light crossed 3,000 worlds and projected into the world, and the place where the two were located was distorted. Everyone saw the giant Buddha. The Buddha looked down on all sentient beings with a strange smile on his face. Such an expression appeared on his compassionate and solemn face, and the huge contrast made people chill in their hearts. In reality, the land where the two fought was in the palm of the Buddha's hand. The Buddha gently twisted and wanted to crush the square inch of the land to make nothingness...