Chapter 15 Bodhi Mirror Moon
In the eyes of outsiders, this seems to be an equal round. However, Huan Changge knew in his heart that it was no longer possible for him to use the magic to spy on Chu Tian's spiritual platform. Although his spiritual platform can still sense Chu Tian's thoughts, it is already useless.
Chu Tian's sword moves are as unpredictable as clouds and water. Even if they can be known in advance, there is no time to react first.
Chu Tian's confidence increased greatly, and he rushed to attack again. Cangyun Yuanchen's sword points to the east and west, looking forward to the past and the past, there is no trace to follow. Later, he didn't even know how to change the next move.
One style, one move, like a gushing out of the bottom of the heart, no need to think deliberately, no painstaking achievements.
The more so, the more freely the Cangyun Yuanchen sword is waving, like a dragon flying freely from the shackles.
Huan Changge's coping is getting harder and harder. He has given up Yungong to explore Chu Tian's mind, which also requires great loss of mental strength.
However, after losing the prejudgment of Chu Tian's moves, he was like a bird with broken wings, struggling to support under the magnificent offensive of Cangyun Yuanchen.
Chu Tian's material is still domineering, but it adds a sense of elegance and ethereality, and more indescribable magnificent atmosphere.
If in the last time we fight, Chu Tian's swordsmanship is like a waterfall flowing down from a high cliff, which is furious and rapid, but there is finally a vein to follow. At this moment, his six swords are like thousands of miles of sea, and the blue waves are boundless.
Now it's the turn of Huan Changge to grasp Chu Tian's moves. Under the sword of Cangyun Yuanchen, there is only the power to fight and no power to fight back. And such a reversal only happened in just three days!
After the two fought fiercely until 20 rounds, Chu Tian's understanding of the six swords was more thorough, and the sword moves became more and more magical.
Huan Changge completely fell into passivity, and was forced into the iron gang council hall in the next step of the suppression of Cangyun Yuanchen Sword.
"Bang!" The two figures were staggered. Chu Tian twisted his backhand strangely and hit Huan Changge's left arm with a sword, which was the last form of "turning back to the shore" of the six swords!
Huan Changge hummed and flew sideways. The bone of his right arm was smashed by Cangyun Yuanchen's sword. The happy sword flew out of his hand, and a sword gas hit his chest, making the corners of his mouth bleed.
Huan Changge snorted coldly and sprayed a mouthful of blood arrow, urging Zhenyuan to shout harshly, "All phenomena are impermanent!"
"Wo--" His eyes burst out two clusters of enchanting golden light, and his whole body filled the council chamber in an instant.
Chu Tian's eyes seemed to be pricked by a needle, followed by a sharp pain in his heart, and he was in a trance.
The surrounding scenery is changing, and a sea of fire is from far to near, which is vaguely his hometown.
The farmhouses collapsed in the fire, and a howling floated in the night.
In the sea of fire, his parents were struggling desperately and shouting, and burning bricks fell and fell on them.
"Dad, Mom--" Chu Tian shouted painfully and didn't realize that he had fallen into a magical state of mind.
"Xiaotian, Xiaotian--" The mother crawled under the ruins and stretched out her hand to him from afar.
Chu Tianqing couldn't help running to his mother and stretched out his hand to pull her out of the sea of fire, but he grabbed it.
"Pup!" A sharp pain came from his chest, so it was not a dream.
Just when Chu Tian fell into the impermanent fantasy, Huan Changge quietly bullied him and hit him in the chest with one slap.
"Puff!" Chu Tian vomited blood and flew down. The feeling of pain made his mind a little less, and the sea of fire suddenly disappeared.
"No one has ever hurt me so badly. You forced me to change my mind. I'm going to kill you!"
Huan Changge sneered and approached step by step, and his strange eyes covered Chu Tian. Chu Tianqiang swallowed a mouthful of blood and tried to resist the magic attack of Huan Changge.
However, there is always an endless cloud floating in his mind, making his mind ethereal and distant.
He saw Qinger coming towards him from the other side of the Huaiyang River, but he was blocked by the torrent of the river.
"Brother, brother!" Qing'er was calling with tears, and a huge dark shadow slowly appeared behind her.
"Damn illusion!" Chu Tian shook his head violently, trying to get the scene in front of him out of his mind.
But it was useless. The illusion around him became more and more real and clear, and the face with the dark shadow began to be real. It was the old man in white who took away Qing'er.
At the moment of life and death, Yuanchen Baozhu suddenly made a vigorous and exciting long chant.
Chu Tian's heart was shocked, and a memory from the sword spirit was like lightning in the dark to illuminate the dark night.
He tried his best to condense a wisp of spiritual consciousness into the pearls of Yuanchen, and saw a golden light flashing in a dark void, looking like a bright moon from afar.
Chu Tian's spiritual consciousness involuntarily merged with it in one place, and suddenly thundered in his mind.
"Buzz--" Yuanchen Baozhu and Cangyun's sword body resonated together, emitting a mellow white light.
The golden moon in the white light slowly emerged, and then kept expanding out and flying towards Chu Tian's chest.
"This is..." Huan Changge's face suddenly changed.
He has heard that there are seven magic seals in the Yuanchen treasure beads, and the first one is the "Bodhi Mirror Moon".
There is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not Taiwan; there is nothing in the first place, where to cause dust.
If anyone can get the blessing of the bodhi mirror moon seal, the spiritual platform will stick to the rock, and it will no longer be difficult for foreign demons to invade.
It's just that six hundred years ago, the vitality of Cangyun Yuanchen's sword was greatly damaged, and the seven blessing seals were almost extinguished.
I didn't expect that after 600 years of deep sleep and recuperation, the moon seal of the bodhi mirror, the head of the seven Dharma seals, suddenly broke out at this most critical moment.
"It's not good!" Huan Changge took a step forward and concentrated on patting Chu Tian's head fiercely.
At this time, the bodhi mirror moon seal has been fully integrated into Chu Tian's chest and merged with his spiritual platform.
Like the bright moon reflecting the heart, all the illusions are swept away, and the spiritual platform seems to be supported by boundless mana, repeating the light.
Chu Tianhuo Ran saw that the magic palm of Qinghuan Changge was falling, less than one meter above his head.
He had no time to draw his sword and fight, and almost instinctively performed the "sinking fish falling geese body method" to roll on the spot.
Huan Changge slapped his hand, but found that he could no longer peep into Chu Tian's mind. If the other party's spiritual platform is surrounded by a rock, his spiritual consciousness can't penetrate at all.
Huan Changge couldn't help but be jealous, and slapped Chu Tian again.
Suddenly, the cold light in front of him shook, and the Cangyun Yuanchen sword swept out of Chu Tian incredulously, like a hidden dragon coming out of the abyss to crack the sky, and inserting the lower abdomen of Huan Changge obliquely from bottom to top.
"This is... changing your life against the sky!"
The singer covered the wound and staggered back. Suddenly, his body seemed to have lost all his strength and fell on the cold floor tiles of the council hall.
Chu Tian was stunned and realized that what he had done was "to change his life against the sky".
It turns out that it can be used to change your life against the sky. He became more and more aware of the breadth and depth of the six swords.
"Split the sea and flow", "cross the eight wildernesses", "look at the four seas", "reversely change the fate of heaven", "flying immortals outside the sky", "return to the shore" ... Each formula is refined and extracted on the basis of countless similar sword moves, and almost poured a lifetime of hard work to finally condense into a peerless swordsmanship.
Therefore, each formula can be said to be a simple move, but it also has thousands of changes.
After understanding this, Chu Tian's heart added more admiration for the demon predecessor 600 years ago.
not far away, the blood gushing from Huan Changge's lower abdomen flowed along the cracks of the bricks, and he was unable to seal the wound.
He raised his trembling left hand, straightened the hair on his messy forehead, and then tried to sit up straight and bow his head.
The strong enemy died, and Chu Tian breathed a sigh of relief. He supported his body with the power of Cang Yun Yuanchen's sword. The qi and blood in his body stormed away, and the meridians and bones were as if they had been dismantled.
Obviously, although Huan Changge is dead, his palm almost killed Chu Tian.
There were fierce shouts from outside the council chamber. Chu Tian was distracted and suppressed the injury on his chest. On the other hand, he staggered through Huan Changge's side with his sword and walked out of the door.
Nearly a hundred masters of the Iron Clothes Gang in the compound relied on a large number of people and besieged Yin Honge and others in the core.
The three disciples of Tianyimen fought hard. The whole world and Yuan Shiheng have been injured in many places. The red goose was protected between the two. Although there was no injury, it has long been sweaty and struggling to support it.
" Stop it!" Chu Tian reluctantly took a sincere breath and shouted to the iron gang, "Huan Changge is dead. If anyone is not convinced, just let it go!"
In a flash of silence, everyone couldn't help but stop fighting, and all their eyes focused on Chu Tian.
Chu Tian slowly walked down the steps of the council hall, and the iron clothes nearby helped the crowd to hide back and make way.
"Go!" Chu Tian said to the whole world and others. In fact, at this moment, he only has an empty shelf left, and he also needs to press down his chest to say one more word.
But no one dares to try to challenge Chu Tian. The sword cut Qin Guantian and killed Huan Changge, which has made the iron clothes scared everyone.
Especially as a happy song of the messenger of the Northern Underworld, like a sword fairy in the minds of the Iron Clothes Gang, he was killed by Chu Tian. May I ask who dares to go up again to find his own way to death!
The black pressure of a large number of iron-clothed gang masters couldn't help retreating, allowing Chu Tian and Quan Shi Nai and others to walk out of the door.
Four people came to the street. Just as Yin Honge was about to speak, Chu Tian whispered, "Get out of the city!"
The whole world's face changed slightly. He guessed that Chu Tian's injury must be extremely serious. He whispered, "Can you hold on?"
Chu Tian pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, and walked to the gate first.
The four people supported each other out of Huaiyang City, but still did not dare to stay nearby. They gritted their teeth and walked out for dozens of miles and saw the ruins of the Taoist temple in the pine forest from afar.
Quan Shiqi said with a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, the people of the Iron Clothes Gang did not dare to follow us, otherwise it would be troublesome."
Yin Hong's eyes turned red and said, "It doesn't matter to the three of you. It's useless for me. It's dragging down everyone."
Chu Tian seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and shook his head and said, "It's none of your business, I..." In the middle of the words, he suddenly fell straight back.