Chapter 22 Those Memories Again

Countless broken memories poured into Zhao Feng's mind like a tide, but this time there was no blur after Beiping fell into a coma. Zhao Feng clearly looked at the countless scenes in front of him, and the corpse mountain, blood, the land, the barren sky was dark and filled with the whole memory.

Zhao Feng looked at the Buddha with golden light in the sky and the confrontational figure with doubts on his face. Step by step, Zhao Feng walked over there, but Zhao Feng could not get close to them no matter how he walked.

Obviously, it's so close, but I can't walk in and see it clearly.

The face of the figure facing the Buddha is extremely blurred like a flower in the fog, but the breath of the figure is extremely horrible as if it is the embodiment of the rules of heaven and earth.

The Buddha and the man didn't seem to be discussing anything, but slowly the Buddha was a little bored.

Finally, the Buddha hit the figure with a huge golden light. The figure did not move because the golden light broke less than ten meters in front of the figure.

At the same time, Zhao Feng saw eight other monks with the same breath as Buddha around the man.

Zhao Feng immediately thought of the picture he saw in the ruins of the barren Gobi. These eight people were monks in the position of the true Buddha like the Buddha.

The figure did not care about the appearance of the eight people, but just waved his hand gently. Even if Zhao Feng felt the extremely horrible atmosphere in his memory, the most important thing was that the three thousand avenues were figurative.

Eight monks and Buddhas tried their best to resist the figurative three thousand avenues, but it didn't help at all. The figurative three thousand avenues hit the Buddha and the eight true Buddhas.

Just when the Buddha and the eight true Buddhas could no longer resist, suddenly a bright sun rose to the sky and lit up the dark earth and dispersed the dark clouds in the sky.

After Zhao Feng saw the Haoyang, her pupils shrank and knew that it was the Haoyang hanging on the sky now.

It's just that at this time, this memory has come to an end and then breaks and disappears in the dark.

At this time, another memory appeared, and then Zhao Feng stood on a grassland.

The grassland was full of soldiers and monks and soldiers who had never seen Zhao Feng fight. The blood stained the earth red and formed a set of blood.

Zhao Feng looked around confusedly and didn't know where he was now. If Beiyuan didn't look like him at all, there was no such grassland in his mind.

Suddenly, Zhao Feng looked at a city in the distance and then saw the words on the city and instantly understood that this was Ximo.

"How can it be? Since there was such a beautiful scenery in the western desert back then," Zhao Feng looked at the grassland in disbelief.

"Kill, kill these Qin soldiers" roared throughout the battlefield.

Zhao Feng followed the sound and saw that there were countless monks and soldiers in the city, and there were also countless Buddhist practitioners in the sky, and the Qin soldiers in the air did not seem to have any fear and were still thinking about the attack of the city.

But there are too many monks and soldiers. Those Qin soldiers have been unable to support the result of the massacre, and the Buddhist practitioners in the sky have fully participated in the massacre of ordinary soldiers.

Although there are no practitioners at a disadvantage, Qin Bing still resists tenaciously.

Suddenly, an arrow in the fog behind the Qin soldiers shot and directly killed a Buddhist monk in the sky. When the first arrow appeared, countless arrows were shot in the fog behind the Qin soldiers.

These arrows have no fixed targets, including Buddhist practitioners in the sky and ordinary soldiers. Suddenly, the battlefield situation was reversed in an instant.

Suddenly, a side city screen shot from the city to resist all the arrows, but there were too many arrows. The golden light could not resist at all, and there was a crack and finally cracked.

Then a huge arrow went directly to the gate of the city with the breath of apocalypse. When the arrow hit the gate of the city with a loud noise and the sky was full of dust, the memory scene broke again.

Zhao Feng has returned to the darkness again, but this time the darkness has been incomparable for a long time without any memory.

Zhao Feng suddenly came to Zhao Feng with a direct light when he was confused. Zhao Feng blocked the light with his hand and closed his eyes

After a long time, Zhao Feng opened his eyes and saw a truly extremely glorious city. The city is more large than today's Lin'an City. Countless people are dressed like the Song Dynasty. A tall building in the middle of the city stands in the sky, and there are countless majestic palaces on the west of the city.

Zhao Feng did not pay attention to which palaces, but looked at the building towering in the sky and then went over like a demon.

When Zhao Feng appeared under the building, countless believers dressed like the Green God Religion were giving some beggars food. Zhao Feng walked through someone to a stone step of the building and then walked to the door of the building step by step.

When Zhao Feng walked to the gate of the building, the gate was slowly opened to reveal the real face inside.

Behind the gate is a flat ground with only a small column in the middle. There is a wooden sword on the pillar, and there is a staircase on the side of the hall near the gate.

Zhao Feng observed the hall and then looked at the top of his head and couldn't see the top at all, which showed that the building went straight to the sky.

Zhao Feng withdrew her eyes and looked at the wooden sword with a shocked expression on his face, because the wooden sword was the same as his current wooden sword.

Zhao Feng's hand unconsciously began to reach out to the wooden sword, and suddenly a voice surprised him.

"You're here" a vicissitudes and strong voice said

Zhao Feng then turned around and was even more surprised to see the source of the sound at the gate.

"A thousand years later, Your Highness Loulan's Great Sacrifice wishes you great power and blessings to the world," said an old man at the gate.

"What are you talking about?" Zhao Feng asked in surprise

"Your Highness, I'm the only one who can communicate with you. Now everything is the beginning of what I got in a dream. You are God. You are the real master of the world. You calculate that you will lose. You calculate that Loulan and Daqin will disappear. You calculate all the fate. I will wait to reveal a historical truth again." The old man said.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Zhao Feng asked again.

It's just that the old man still ignored it and just said something to himself.

"There are nine such wooden swords in this world. Nine wooden swords are the driving of the rule tree in the kingdom of God and the key to your return to the kingdom of God again, and the nine heavenly books are the gate. You have calculated everything, so give one of the wooden swords to you the most sincere faith in your country Loulan, but this also brings Loulan. Disaster."

"Lou Lan, you said this is Lou Lan" Zhao Feng said

It's just that the old man ignored it and continued to talk.

"Lou Lan was destroyed because of the Buddha. The Buddha group was eager to get this wooden sword and wanted to know the mystery of it, but in the end, the Buddha still didn't get the wooden sword and then Nirvana. You told me this in my dream because you had to wait for your reincarnation to come and get this wooden sword." .

When the old man said again, suddenly the scene was dark, and Zhao Feng in the carriage opened his eyes because he felt the battle outside.