Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 162 Lord of the Universe, Six Paths of Reincarnation

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Beijing.

In March, the petals of Chang'an fluttered, and the rain fell like Jiangnan.

Outside the Changle Palace, after the morning court, the main entrance of the Great Inner opened, and a golden silk carriage pulled by four sweaty horses slowly drove out. It only walked half the alley along the palace wall of the Changle Palace, and came to a rather majestic In front of the mansion, there is a red sandalwood plaque with rhino horn on the vermilion gate, and the four square characters of "Linghoujue's Mansion" are written on it.

The most important thing is that in the upper left corner of the plaque, there is a golden seal imprinted on it, engraved with eight ancient dragon inscriptions: "Ordered by the sky, long life and eternal prosperity".

Longwen is the emperor's writing created by the first emperor of the Han Dynasty [-] years ago, adhering to the spirit of the real dragon. It is absolutely not allowed to be copied among the people.

At this time, some passers-by street residents looked at the extremely noble golden silk nan carriage and the red sandalwood plaque with rhinoceros horns, and couldn't help sighing that the grandeur of this holy family of Lord Ling Tongling, who is the arsenal of the universe, is as grand as the entire city of Chang'an. , No more than one palm can imprint the Seal of Zhen Guo on the plaque of a mansion.

When the carriage entered the mansion, a middle-aged man who was tall, but not burly, and looked quite square got out of the carriage.

This middle-aged man has a white face and no beard, but his eyebrows are extremely thick. He is wearing a blue shirt. Obviously, he did not wear court clothes in the early court, but just this casual clothes, and he walked up to the Jinluan Palace.

The servants all around did not look sideways, did not say a word, and worked quietly. The rules in the Marquis's mansion were extremely strict, and if there was any mistake, they would be questioned, punished with a stick at least, and killed with a stick at worst.

But they also have infinite awe. As the master of the arsenal of the universe today, the master is a high-ranking member of the dynasty, and a marquis with a different surname. The master's martial arts cultivation level, looking at the entire Han Dynasty, has a lot of power, and it is rare.

After half a stick of incense, the main hall.

The master of the arsenal of heaven and earth sat down on a large purple avocado wood chair, and a servant lit Jingshen incense. An old man with the appearance of a butler, dressed in a light gray cloth robe, walked in, bowed first, and then calmed down Slowly said: "Master, there is news that he has entered Beijing. That person has already entered the territory of Jianghuai Road, and there seems to be no way to stop Daming Temple in Yangzhou."

"Oh, that person's past body can't be stopped." The Lord Ling moved his eyes, tapped his finger on the armrest, and said, "Old Monk Xu Ming's "The Body of King Ming III" has entered the realm of transformation. The heavy thunder calamity has passed the ninth stage, and only the last stage of the thunder calamity and the sun's real fire training will be able to become a pure Yang Yuanshen and step into the top ranks. However, the last tenth stage of the three-life calamity is no small matter. I want to take advantage of the situation to cut past, so that I don’t need to intervene anymore, I can stop it, I can’t stop it, it’s easy to ask God, it’s hard to send God away.”

Hearing the words, the old housekeeper hesitated for a moment, and said again: "After the master went to court this morning, there was Dongchang Jinyiwei who came to the mansion and handed in the indictment document. He is one of the three ministers in the cabinet. Zhuzhang, he sued the adults for abusing their private power, forming cliques for private gains, oppressing dissidents, framing loyal ministers, demanding a thorough investigation by Dongchang, and cutting officials and nobles."

The emperor of the Han Dynasty established the three princes, one of the three princes, the censor doctor, was in charge of the memorials of all the ministers, issued the edict of the emperor of Han, and had the power to supervise all officials, and the exhausted bamboo chapters were written to sue the lawless ministers. Memorials, the so-called too many to write, shows its strictness.

Snapped!

The handrail of purple oil pear wood, which is hard to buy with a thousand dollars, was broken by a palm. This Lord Ling Tongling snorted coldly, and said: "A group of corrupt scholars, relying on force, want to dominate Confucianism. Tomorrow, I will go to court, and my lord will also participate in it." Ben, Sangong has been in control of the cabinet for a long time, it's time to change it!"

……

Jianghuai Road, Hailing Prefecture.

In April, it rains heavily during the Ching Ming Festival.

Tai County, Qintong Town.

In a thousand-year-old town, the old streets are wet with gravel. At this time, a carriage is busy with wind and dust, passing the archway that has stood for hundreds of years.

Magpie Lake.

Su Qinian took the reins, put down the whip, and looked at the clear lake water in front of him, magpies holding branches, wandering on the lake water, shuttled in the rain in this Qingming time, the rain beat on his robes, clinging to his body, a little cool, a little cold.

I still remember my childhood, when my father, Su Wangsheng, was not yet a high school scholar, and I and my eldest brother, Su Qiming, spent years of carefree playtime by the magpie lake.

Suddenly, Su Qinian looked at the clear lake water more than ten feet away, and said calmly: "Take me all the way, Your Excellency should show up."

boom!

The mud at the bottom of the lake exploded, and the water splashed three feet high. A blood shadow rushed out like a ghost, and a very thin blood-colored long sword set off a pouring rain of blood. It seemed that the entire sky turned into blood at this time.

Jiuyou's fifth kill!

This is a master, although Su Qinian's spiritual power has not yet penetrated all the twelve rules, but the inner family's true energy is by no means inferior to the ordinary three-rate masters, hungry tigers and leaping ravines. It can be seen that this person has laid a very deep foundation in the foundation building skill, which is probably comparable to the eighth level of the "Turtle and Snake Skill".

However, before Su Qinian could make a move, a Vajra Eyebrow Stick was cast like black gold, from virtual to solid, it became translucent, and swung it down in the air.

It was a monk's robe like ink, a young monk with fierce and stern eyes, who came from Yangzhou Daming Temple's descendant of "The Body of the Third Ming King".

At this moment, the young monk is stepping on the pitch-black bodhi leaf, behind him is the phantom of King Qingming floating up and down, like a Buddha god who has fallen into the Nine Nether River.

clang!

When a stick falls, it sounds like metal and iron, creating tiny wrinkles in the vacuum, and the strong wind roars like sea waves, sweeping in all directions.

puff!

The Nine Nether Five Killers rushed out from the bottom of the lake, spurting blood, and flew out like rotten catkins, and before they hit the ground, they exploded into pieces in mid-air, turning them into fine powder.

Su Qinian frowned and said, "Why?"

The young descendant of "Conquering the Third King of Ming Dynasty" sneered, his eyes were unrestrained and sinister: "The little monk said that if you are the prey of the little monk, then no one can touch you."

hum!

The blue iron long knife vibrated, and Su Qinian stood by the lake, Primal Chaos Qi began to flow from his body, Hunyuan Qi and blood swelled, forced by the invisible field, and pushed the carriage thirty feet away.

boom!

The next moment, Su Qinian made a direct move. The sharp edge cut the direction of the long knife, as if the sky and the earth were turned upside down like a furnace. In the light of the knife, the dragon and tortoise roared, and the knife screamed like a dragon's chant.

This shot is the fifth cut of Sui's life.

clang!

Swinging the black gold eyebrow stick, the eyes of the young monk dressed in black became scorching hot, and the phantom of the Dark Qingming King behind him also roared silently.

A vacuum spread out, and a huge wave tens of feet high was set off on the magpie lake. Fish and shrimp jumped wildly, and the magpie was startled and flew away.

Su Qinian stepped back and said in a deep voice, "You have penetrated the second Twelve Classics."

The young monk in black also sneered: "Your sword technique is more rounded and concise, but it's really disgusting."

"In a place shrouded in light, all evils will naturally retreat."

Su Qinian said indifferently: "Daming Temple is also a sacred place of Buddhism, it's a great irony that you have such a depraved disciple of the evil Buddha."

"The old monk said that he wanted to save me, but unfortunately he couldn't do it, so I was born." The disciple of the evil Buddha said coldly, "As long as you get rid of it, there is no difference between good and evil. There is no eternal light in the world, and power suppresses it." Everything, when darkness covers the earth, darkness is light!"

"Evil heart, how can you know the splendor of life!"

Su Qi pointed at the long sword, the true meaning of "Xiu Ming Dao" boiled, the so-called "Shou Ming Dao" obeys the sky, curbs evil and promotes good, fighting this evil monk, the true meaning of his "Xiu Ming Dao" became more and more concise, and many insights surfaced in his heart, It was almost only slightly inferior to the fight against the Kong Bo monk of the Ganlu Temple.

call!

After a short while, the two moved together, the black gold eyebrow stick and the green iron long knife collided, "Xiu Ming Knife" and "Jing San Shi Ming Wang Shen" collided with each other, crushing each other with sincerity, the place where the two intersected was like pouring oil into a frying pan. Boiling water, churning endlessly.

Su Qinian made the sword, and the sword died for the fifth time. He stepped on the "Dragon Town Pile" to absorb the rich and abundant life energy under the earth of this thousand-year-old town, and the cycle of heaven and earth.

The disciples of the evil Buddha in black monk robes keep borrowing soldiers, and the three Buddhist soldiers, bowls, pestles, and sticks, are constantly changing. The immobile vajra body is even more of a great attacking technique, a peerless move.

In this battle, half a stick of incense passed in the blink of an eye. In just half a stick of incense, the two fought ninety-nine and eighty-one moves. , but the true qi of the inner family is deep, and it also absorbs the qi of the beginning of the world from the depths of the void in the dark, which is extremely long-lasting.

clang!clang!clang!

The sounds of sword clashes continued, and the vacuum continued to spread as the two fought. The Magpie Lake seemed to be fried. Within half a stick of incense, tens of thousands of fish and shrimps were stunned and killed. Full of dead bodies.

The eighty-second move!

Chang Xiao, a disciple of the evil Buddha, borrowed soldiers again, this time not the previous three Buddhist soldiers, but the fourth Buddhist soldier held by Dark Qingming King Xuying, a black gold Mingwanglun.

He turned the King Ming Wheel, and the King Ming weapon only had six gears. As soon as he turned it, it seemed to open the six paths of reincarnation in ancient legends, revealing the deep and dark entrance, which is the place leading to the reincarnation under the Nine Nethers .

Six realms of reincarnation, harvesting life, Mingwang wheel turns, and where it passes, the vacuum faintly produces fine folds.

Su Qinian's gaze became more solemn than ever, and he had been hiding and repressing for a long time. This young disciple of the evil Buddha finally showed the kung fu of suppressing the bottom of the box. Before his eyes, the door of the six paths of reincarnation opened, which was the door of the Nine Nether Lands.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling again, Su Qinian held the knife in both hands, as if he had returned to the first day of practicing "Sword of Death", at the top of Qingyang Peak, he swung the knife against the sun with a straight look. (Ask for a monthly pass, everyone, come to the starting point to support the genuine subscription. Well, there is a monthly pass red envelope in the lower right corner of the chapter that has not yet been received, and it is on the 26th.)

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