Lie flat
Lin Yuan looked at the platform again - the Shura Field, where people had become mad beasts. The roars, the sounds of swords clashing, and the splattering of blood rang out.
She lay on the ground. On the round dome was painted a kind-looking Buddha, gazing at Lin Yuan and others with compassion in his eyes.
Buddha, where do people go after death? Heaven, hell, or paradise? Don't talk to me about science. Science is just "truth" interpreted by humans. Its ultimate destination is "theology."
"Senior Sister... aren't you going to help them?" Yu Luo, who was sitting nearby, asked tentatively.
Lin Yuan glanced at her, a smile on her lips: "Didn't you go either?"
Yu Luo's expression was gloomy, and he lowered his head: "I will only make things worse and drag others down."
"Well... sit still, safety first - are you here alone?" Lin Yuan changed the subject in time.
"No, I was following my senior brothers and sisters and accidentally got separated." Yu Luo forced a smile.
"Oh, luckily you met a fellow disciple." Lin Yuan didn't think much about it, just asked casually, and then stared at the Buddha statue in a daze.
In the Shura field, the leader and deputy gradually became clear, while the others covered their injuries, pushed aside, and did not dare to go near the center area.
Only two people dominated the Shura field.
The two figures, as swift as the wind, separated and reunited, fighting endlessly.
If Qin Lan'er was present, she would definitely recognize that the man in the white Tibetan martial arts uniform was the second elder of the Mu Tian Sect, and the man in the indigo round-necked robe was Yuan Xuanlang.
The Second Elder wiped the blood off his face and smiled grimly: "You are still a little naive if you want to snatch what I have."
Yuan Xuanlang showed no fear: "Don't make rash judgments, take it!"
The Lingxu Sword broke through the air and went straight to the face of the Second Elder.
The second elder sneered. Any move would have a flaw, especially this kind of move that goes straight to the face.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, the sharp sword struck at the flaw in Yuan Xuanlang's right armpit. Yuan Xuanlang swayed his body to cover the flaw, and the sword turned, leaving a bloody mark on the Second Elder's left arm. At the same time, the Second Elder backhanded a sword to strike his shoulder blade.
"Hmph! A martial arts genius has wasted his time and become a mediocre person." The second elder said contemptuously.
Yuan Xuanlang rolled his eyes. "Tsk, you're still so long-winded even in a fight. You're getting older, Second Elder."
Lin Yuan's knuckles were clenched white, and he stared at the two of them without blinking, his face serious.
The flash of swords and the shadow of sabers appeared again, and blood splattered everywhere.
The second elder's sword was in an offensive position, hitting the opponent's lower body directly, trying to make him lose balance. Yuan Xuanlang took a few steps back and was about to reach the edge of the Shura field. The black abyss stared at the person who was about to fall from the stage with its black pupils, ready to make a move.
"Is this guy finished?" Lin Yuan frowned, his tone filled with worry.
When Yuan Xuanlang was less than an inch away from the edge of the stage, he jumped up, tapped his toes lightly, stepped forward on the opponent's soft sword, pushed down hard, and used the momentum to leap high into the air. The tip of the Lingxu sword pointed directly at the second elder from top to bottom!
This sword is like a meteor shining in the sky, like a flame taken from the scorching sun, a falling comet, and the setting sun pouring down. It is so majestic that no mountain can stop it!
Someone nearby exclaimed, "Could this be the Lone Star Sword Style?"
Someone replied, "No, this move has the image of a lone star, but it doesn't have the meaning of a lone star. It's not a move from any sect."
The second elder narrowed his eyes slightly, not daring to underestimate this move. He used 100% of his strength to draw in the vast internal force, turning his palm into a sword, and actually confronted the sword!
The air rushed and flowed, causing a long wind to blow at the hems of people's clothes.
Veins bulged on the Second Elder's hands, and his feet were deeply sunk into the ground.
Yuan Xuanlang frowned slightly, and his internal energy was continuously input into the sword.
"Puchi——" Lingxu Sword broke through the palm wind and pierced into the chest of the second elder!
The second elder was knocked to the ground.
He watched helplessly as the black box was taken away by Yuan Xuanlang. He wanted to get up and take it back, but his body was out of control and kept bleeding.
He mumbled incoherently, blood gushing out of his mouth: "My...my...my."
"Alas," he sighed, "being killed by a mediocre person like me, aren't you even worse than a mediocre person?" Yuan Xuanlang did not have any intention of mocking him, but there was pity in his tone.
At the last moment, the second elder saw the ceiling of the stone chamber. Saranana Buddha had a kind face and looked at all living beings with compassion. His left hand was hanging down with the palm facing outward, which was the "Wish-Giving Mudra". His right hand was raised in front of his chest with the palm facing outward, which was the "Fearlessness Mudra".
Looking at the Buddha painted on the ceiling, he smiled miserably, slowly closed his eyes, and died.
"Bang--"
Before people could react, they heard an explosion. The only stone bridge was blown to pieces and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Everyone was stunned and there was a desperate silence.
Yuan Xuanlang stood alone, leaning against his sword, the blade ringing slightly. He looked at the bombed-out passage and thought to himself, "So they were waiting here."
"What should I do?"
"Who did it?"
Everyone was in an uproar, talking about it.
"I heard it from an old woman."
"It was an old man who directed us here."
“He’s a woodcutter.”
…
In short, in addition to map guidance, there is also personal guidance.
But the most urgent thing now is to escape, otherwise they will be trapped here and die.
Lin Yuan estimated that the platform was ten meters away from the cave entrance. He definitely couldn't jump over it, so he asked the system, "Can I exchange it for something like an airplane or a bridge?"
She was told not to go against the laws of nature here.
Oh, then lie down. The host is dead. Let’s see how it explains it. Lin Yuan continued to lie down and closed his eyes to rest.
Seeing this, Yu Luo widened his eyes and squatted beside Lin Yuan: "Why are you lying down, Senior Sister? Think of a solution quickly."
Lin Yuan looked at her anxious look and felt a little funny. "Don't panic, don't panic. Lie down and rest first to save your energy."
Yu Luo actually lay down obediently and secretly glanced at Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan covered her eyes with her hands and smiled inexplicably.
Everyone was anxiously discussing ways to get out.
"Young man, what should we do?" Lu Renjia looked back at Yuan Xuanlang, but was dumbfounded.
Yuan Xuanlang lay behind the crowd, peeled off the candy wrapper, and put a candy in his mouth.
It's already this late and you're still eating candy!
Yuan Xuanlang saw Lu Renjia's big head and frowned, "Brother Lu, you're blocking me."
Lu Renjia followed his gaze and saw the Buddha statue on the ceiling.
"What should we do? Young man, please think of a solution." Lu Renjia was really anxious. What's so good about a Buddha statue?
"Have you come up with any solution?" Yuan Xuanlang was still lying on the ground.
Lu Renjia shook his head. "That group wants to build a bridge but they don't know what to use. The walls around here are bare, so where can they get the wood? Young man, do you have a good idea?"
Yuan Xuanlang rested his head on his arm, expressionless: "No, I'm thinking."
They are now on an isolated island, with no way up to the sky or down to the ground. They have asked Yuan Xuanlang for help but to no avail. They are extremely anxious, and some even cry for their parents. However, before they can express their feelings, they are threatened with force and forced to stop crying.
Yuan Xuanlang stood up, holding a dart in his hand. He threw the dart and it hit the surrounding walls. He then looked at the weapons in people's hands again.
"If you all want to survive, please listen to me," Yuan Xuanlang finally spoke, drawing everyone's attention and causing them to fall silent. "I have a plan, and I need your cooperation."
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