After Yin Biyue finished speaking, the magnificent Buddhist temple seemed to be covered by dark clouds.
The monks' faces were as gloomy as ink, and they wished they could get rid of these two ungrateful demons immediately.
Jinghai said coldly, "If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude..."
He was of a very high generation, and since he entered the Mahayana realm six hundred years ago, no one had ever disobeyed him. He had already used up a lot of patience to persuade Yin Biyue today, but now that he was stubborn and unwilling to reason with him, he was no longer willing to reason with him.
Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan exchanged glances, neither of them intending to play by the rules. Although they seemed to be arguing angrily, they were actually gauging the strengths of these monks.
Without waiting for Jinghai to finish his words, he took the initiative to attack!
Yin Biyue flew across the sky, with the tip of his sword slanting horizontally, stabbing straight at Jinghai Jingyun, who had the highest level of cultivation!
No one expected that he, who was at the Barrier Breaking Stage, would be able to face two Mahayana realm masters with just one move.
The body of his sword was like a river that split mountains and rocks, surging and rolling. The prayer flags and canopy in the Buddhist temple were raised, like gravel and waves splashing on both sides of the river!
The sound was so powerful that it was like a vast river appearing in the Buddhist temple.
But in the eyes of the Mahayana realm, he was just as weak as a stream, vulnerable to a single blow. The two monks took into consideration that he was a disciple of the Sword Saint and did not use their full strength, but they vowed to keep him.
He raised his hand and formed a seal, and a golden shadow instantly blocked all the directions of the sword.
At the same time, Luo Mingchuan used a large Buddhist handprint to suppress the weakest monk in the hall, the receptionist and the deacon.
The golden light in the Buddhist temple protected him, and the Buddhist skills he used increased his power. He had just fought with Jingyun and was not at a disadvantage. At this moment, he suddenly struck out and instantly created a gap in the siege.
Yin Biyue's sword was about to collide with the two Mahayana Buddha seals, but unexpectedly the strike missed and his figure flew backwards at a high speed!
Luo Mingchuan was one step behind him and stood behind him. He made contact with the Buddhist seal of Jinghai Jingyun with one hand and slapped Yin Biyue with the other hand.
The two of them flew out of the gap almost at the same time!
Rushed out of the Buddhist temple and ran straight to the mountain behind the temple!
The whole process takes only a moment, and the coordination is so tacit, without any error!
They knew that if they took advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness and attacked suddenly, there would still be a chance to escape. On the contrary, the longer they delayed, the more disadvantageous the situation would be due to the gap in realm.
So Yin Biyue's sword, 'Rivers come and go, water swirls', seemed mighty, but in fact he had no intention of fighting with Jinghai and Jingyun from the beginning.
The river flows forward without stopping, but it turns when it should, and turns back when it should.
No hesitation, smooth and natural!
But he didn't expect that when Jingyun Jinghai's Buddhist seal caught up with him, Luo Mingchuan didn't fight back with all his strength, but first flicked his sleeves to send him out of the hall, and put all the attacks on himself.
The two of them flew over the roofs of numerous Buddhist temples without stopping. Their true energy was circulated to the extreme, almost bursting their meridians, and they leaped more than ten feet in a breath.
Because there must be a lot of monks lying in ambush at the mountain gate, and it is also the core of the golden light formation in the temple, which is the most difficult to break through. At this time, he can only take a risky move and run towards the back mountain.
Their movements were extremely fast, but the pressure from the Mahayana realm came even faster.
Jinghai disappeared from the Buddhist temple with just a thought, blocking the two people's way.
Jingyun followed closely behind, blocking their retreat.
Such a gap in realm is enough to make people despair.
Not to mention the hundreds of gray-robed monks pouring in from all directions like a tide. They flew over the roof of the temple, and the monks did not come up, but walked quickly on the ground.
But when they started chanting the Buddhist scriptures, the voices were low and even, and when they came together, they created a tremendous power.
Amid the echoing Buddhist scriptures, the entire Xingshan Temple was surrounded by a circle of golden light that reached up to the sky.
The 'Buddha Seal Golden Light Array' was thus activated. As long as the scriptures continued, the array would not be destroyed.
Jinghai looked calm and indifferent, twirling Buddhist beads in one hand and holding a golden Zen staff in the other, standing still as a mountain.
When the two men approached, the Zen staff shook violently, and the four circles of the staff hit each other. The sound was like a bell, which spread far away and was deafening.
The Zen staff was originally used in Buddhism to strike monks who were tired from chanting sutras. It was a solemn and majestic weapon. Jinghai's famous "Great Compassion Staff" was his lifelong skill. When he used it with all his strength, the golden tiles on the eaves flew out with the energy.
Luo Mingchuan did not retreat but advanced, his speed still not slowing down. He held the Shenzhou Sword vertically in front of him, like a Zen stick weighing more than a thousand pounds and as immovable as a mountain!
“Zheng——”
The Great Compassion Staff and the long sword collided with a deafening sound, and countless golden tiles flying in the air exploded into fine dust.
Blood oozed from the corner of Luo Mingchuan's mouth, but he did not retreat an inch.
Jinghai looked at his inky black pupils and the identical 'Great Compassion Staff' he used, and said coldly, "It is indeed a demon..."
At the same time, Yin Biyue turned around and faced Jingyun behind him, and countless dazzling rays of light burst out from his sword!
Covered by layers of golden light, it appeared in the Buddhist temple like an incomparably bright sun.
Without hesitation, he struck out with his strongest sword.
The Sword Master's Blue Sky and White Sun Sword!
The Yihu Sword seemed to have fully sensed its master's state of mind. It was angry and resolute. The sword's whistle was sharp and piercing, piercing through the vast sound of scripture recitation and reaching straight into the sky!
This sword was even more meaningful and powerful than the one he used at the foot of Chongming Mountain.
Jingyun clasped his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, moved his lips slightly, and began to recite scriptures silently, and his exposed skin actually turned a faint golden color.
When the sword was close to his face, he still stood there, but his whole body was like real gold, shining brightly. His expression was compassionate and indifferent.
Just like a real Buddha.
It is the Buddhist magical power 'infinite dharmakaya'.
The strongest sword on earth faced the majestic Buddha in heaven.
The shrill sword whistle suddenly stopped, like a drop of clay in the sea, and the bright sunlight on the sword was absorbed into the magnificent Buddha light...
As expected, Yin Biyue was not disappointed. He knew that he was not a sword saint. Even if he learned the strongest sword of blue sky and white sun, he could only get one or two points of its true meaning. How could he break the 'infinite Dharma body' of the Mahayana period?
So when he drew his sword, he moved his left hand slightly, and a string of small-leaf sandalwood Buddhist beads hit Jingyun's face. It was the gift from the strong man of Jiekong Temple at the foot of Chongming Mountain.
But the next moment, Yin Biyue's expression suddenly changed, because his sword really pierced through the golden cassock, leaving a tiny blood mark on the opponent's chest.
Jingyun was slightly stunned.
He neutralized the sword force of Qingtian Bairi, but failed to block Yihu's sword.
This is incredible and counterintuitive, but it happened.
Before he could make a move, a string of Buddhist beads came towards him, soaring rapidly. He recognized that this was a magical instrument from Jiekong Temple, and hesitated for a moment. In just a moment, the string of Buddhist beads suddenly exploded in the air!
Yin Biyue pulled back without hesitation, knowing that the depth of the sword had reached its limit. At the same time, Luo Mingchuan and Jinghai's "Great Compassion Staff" were equally matched, but he turned his wrist, the sword body was slanted, and his body retreated straight, flying towards the back mountain with Yin Biyue.
Their goal has always been to break through, not to compete with the Mahayana practitioners.
The golden roof of the Buddhist temple behind him could not withstand the aftermath of the fight and collapsed!
But the chanting of the gray-robed monks never stopped for a moment.
The sound became louder and louder, like a violent rain or a sudden gale, thunder and lightning, and it almost shattered the hearts of Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan.
Jingyun and Jinghai did not chase after him any further.
There was no one in the temple to stop them.
Because the 'Buddha Seal Golden Light Array' has been fully activated.
The entire Xingshan Temple was like being covered with an iron bowl!
The two of them sped along, not caring about their injuries, letting their bones throughout their bodies feel as if they were broken and in severe pain.
Yin Biyue's expression was indifferent, and he gripped the hilt tightly. Blood flowed down the blade.
This was certainly not Jingyun's blood. The 'Infinite Dharmakaya' failed to break his sword, but the pressure almost went up along the sword tip and shattered his sea of consciousness.
He glanced at Luo Mingchuan and realized that he had tied his right hand to the Chenzhou Sword, and blood had soaked the strips of cloth torn from his Taoist robe.
Thinking back now, it seemed that he heard the sound of bones breaking when he was fighting with Jinghai and Jingyun in the hall. It turned out that Luo Mingchuan's wrist bones had already been broken at that time.
This is just the visible damage. I don’t know how serious the damage to the lungs and meridians is.
Logically speaking, the fact that these two people were able to cross the border and fight with the strongest person in Xingshan Temple today was enough to shock the cultivation world.
At this point, we have reached the end of our rope.
The edge of the formation was getting closer and closer. The mere proximity made the overwhelming pressure contained within come upon one's face.
Before entering the temple, the words "Boundless sea of suffering" were engraved on the gate. Between the lush green mountains, the four golden characters "Turning back is the shore" were cast.
The blood-red setting sun at the end of the sky is particularly shocking.
Luo Mingchuan did not stop. He asked, "Junior brother, do you still believe in me now?"
This sentence was not a question, but what he was going to do next was almost crazy.
If possible, he would rather face a difficult road ahead and walk it alone.
But Yin Biyue did not hesitate, "Yes."
It’s not that I can’t turn back, but that I don’t want to turn back.
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The dark clouds covered the moon, and the sea was exceptionally quiet and dark tonight.
A huge black shadow broke through the surface of the sea, moving silently.
With twelve masts, a five-story tower, and a height of more than a hundred feet, such a huge ship moved as fast as the wind on the sea, not like a ship, but more like a fast-floating island.
The anchor weight of the Northern Land Royal Family's "Dragon Treasure Ship" alone is two thousand kilograms, and it takes two to three hundred people to set sail. A full-speed sail for a day would consume six hundred kilograms of crystals. Crystals are a kind of energy, and because they can be used for spiritual practice, they are also called spiritual stones, one of the common currencies of all continents.
A crystal vein mine under one's control is the foundation of a large sect. The same is true for other resources.
No matter how powerful Cangya Mountain is, in the Western Continent, there are also Baopu Sect and Jiekong Temple confronting it.
No matter how rich the South Continent is, there are still Qinglu Sword Sect and Xingshan Temple to divide the resources.
Similarly, in Central China, the major families are affiliated with the Lianjian Sect and the Lanyuan Academy, and they also receive huge amounts of wealth every year.
Only the Northern Royal Family monopolizes the resources of the entire Northern Continent.
Duan Chongxuan stood at the front of the fourth deck with a calm expression.
The sea breeze blew into his sleeves, lifting the layers of his clothes and causing the silver ribbon of the jade crown to flutter in the air.
He stood at the bow and looked down at the sea, as if he was standing on a high platform worshipped by thousands of people, looking down at all living beings.
This is already the third day of sailing on the sea. There is no moon tonight, and there is only the vast, pitch-black sea all around.
The commander stood behind him and advised, "Your Highness, the night wind on the sea is very cold..."
Duan Chongxuan ignored him and asked, "Wang Xi, how many years have you been in the army?"
The man replied respectfully, "Four hundred years ago, I passed the assessment and joined the Cloud Chasing Cavalry. I served as the Right Army Commander under General Zhou Shen. Fortunately, I received the grace of Your Majesty and was promoted to the position of Commander of the Imperial Guards in the palace."
Duan Chongxuan then asked, "Where are we going?"
The commander was horrified, not knowing why he said that. He knelt on the ground and said, "We, the officials, will escort His Highness back to the palace."
Duan Chongxuan shook his head. "How much benefit did the virtuous king give you to make you think that this was enough bargaining chip for betrayal?"
His tone was still calm, but it sounded like thunder on the deck!
The middle-aged commander raised his head, his fearful respect gradually faded away, and he stood up with his back straight.
His expression became strange and calm, but he did not make a move. "I really want to know, Your Highness, how did you see that?"
The Dragon Treasure Ship is real, and the Imperial Guards are real, so where is the flaw?
At this moment, a shrill phoenix cry sounded!
A blazing fire rose from the stern, burning into the night!
Duan Chongxuan's face changed.
That's Luan Er.
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