From Chapter Seven of Xuanjun

Chapter 732
Seven days later, the mighty army came to Qingtian Pass, and the figures on the pass also came into sight.

Those were figures like stone statues, all of which were blue-gray in color, and their time was completely frozen at a certain moment by unknown means, making them lose their vitality in an instant with expressions of horror and fear.

Qingtian Pass has become a lifeless place of death.

Emperor Tianxuan and Ming Bujuefei climbed onto the city wall of Qingtian Pass, and looked at this stone statue up close, both of them had dignified faces.

"Flesh, essence, and spirit all over the body are assimilated by some extreme power. They are no longer flesh and blood, but another thing like ice crystals."

Ming Bujue injected Gang Qi into a stone statue, and after checking it, he squeezed the shoulder of the stone statue to pieces.

The shimmering crystal dust leaked out from the gap between the five fingers, and the icy texture represented a completely different essence from flesh and blood.

Emperor Tianxuan flipped his palm, and the energy of the five elements melted into light, enveloping the crystal dust, washed away by the five-color divine light, and traces of tiny and deep black energy slowly overflowed from within.

"It's Yin Qi." He continued to stimulate the Gang Qi and said.

A trace of yin energy was refined, slowly gathered, and vaguely, it seemed to be transformed into a certain form.

"what!!!"

The shrill howl suddenly echoed in my ears, and my eyes went dark, as if something flashed back.

The cold and desolate breath brushed over the body, and an abyss-like human silhouette was shrouded in black and red flames, and the palm seemed to be holding something, roaring towards the hand.

An indescribable chaotic liquid gushed out of his mouth and rushed into the palm of his hand. There were vague howling sounds.

"Oh!"

Emperor Tianxuan and Ming Bujue erupted Gang Qi at the same time, the Qi of Life and Death and the Qi of the Five Elements collided with each other within a short distance, and there was a sound of shock. Break free from the scene.

"This is······"

Emperor Tianxuan stared at him with a hint of surprise and indistinctness, and a faint palpitation appeared in the eyes of both of them at the same time.

"This is the place where the demons are defeated."

A voice suddenly intervened in the conversation between the two and answered their questions, "These soldiers from Dali were assimilated into their bodies and spirits by the extreme Yin Qi, and their memories were frozen at that moment. When you crushed Their bodies also released their memories."

The sound of steady footsteps was getting closer and closer, and someone climbed up the steps of the city wall and walked closer.

"Amitabha."

A monk, wearing plain gray robes and a dark face with traces of weather and years, came into the sight of the two and raised his palms to salute them, "Poor monk Xuanzang, I have seen the two benefactors."

Xuanzang?

Emperor Tianxuan and Ming Bujue were not people with little knowledge. When they heard this name, they immediately thought of a great person from long ago.And the second big sun that rose from the north a few days ago also proved that this patriarch of Buddhism has been born again.

For a moment, Emperor Tianxuan and Ming Bujue were subconsciously secretly lucky.

There is no way, who told them that one of them is the usurper emperor colluding with the Demonic Dao, and the other is the giant of the Demonic Dao.

The most important thing is that the last Sanzang master in Buddhism, Venerable Kutian, died at the hands of the devil.

This wave is due to the narrow road of Yuanjia.

"So it's the holy monk Xuanzang." When Emperor Tianxuan was vigilant, his face remained calm. Instead, he showed admiration and asked following the monk's words, "Thank you, holy monk, for clarifying the confusion, but I don't know the holy monk." Where did the monk come from?"

"Amitabha," the monk recited the Buddha's name again, and said calmly, "This trip is not for other reasons, but to persuade the benefactor to stop."

The faint brilliance overflowed from his feet like mercury, flowed on the city wall, and dripped to the ground. When it touched the stone statue-like figures, it immediately let out a scorching sound, making the stone statues A faint black air rose from the surface.

"Ahhhh-"

Howling, cursing, crying, whispering, countless voices mixed together and turned into muddy sound waves, scattered and echoed in the city.Scenes evolve in the black air, including the desolate land of the moon, the blazing black and red flames, and the afterimage of a flying cicada transformed into a human body...
"As you can see, that person defeated the Yao Taoist here, and captured the Yao Taoist's body and star palace."

Master Xuanzang clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes, and said: "In this battle, he devoured the brilliance of the Taiyin and defeated the Yao Taoist with an overwhelming advantage. Afterwards, he entered the grassland, practiced demons to cross the common people, and got the insights of the monks of the past generations in the Buddhist consciousness, and his human realm has reached an unfathomable state."

"The poor monk came here to persuade the benefactor not to set foot on a dead end."

There was a touch of pity in the words, and the warm breath infected Emperor Tianxuan and Ming Bujue. These two deep-minded heroes and overlords actually had a subconscious impulse, and they had the idea of ​​​​stopping here.

This Master Xuanzang, like Shen Yi, has cultivated his mind to the state of moistening things silently, like spring wind turning into rain, unknowingly seeping into the hearts of Emperor Tianxuan and Ming Bujue, dyeing their hearts.

That is to say, these two people are deep-minded people. If they were ordinary people, they would have been transformed by the compassion in the monk's heart at this moment, and they would completely stop the idea of ​​leaving the customs.

"Humph!"

A cold snort dissipated the warm atmosphere like a thunderbolt, and there were slight waves in the space. Yingwei's figure stepped out of it, shaking away the monk's compassion with a domineering aura.

"You said, Yu is on a dead end?"

The demon king is like a sea-fixing needle, standing behind Emperor Tianxuan and Ming Bujue, where his body is, I am the only one, and no external force can enter, completely pushing away the silent thoughts that moisten things.

"That's right," the monk said with his eyes downcast, calm and unhurried, "Although the strength of the benefactor is equally superb, he is still halfway behind that one. The poor monk came here to persuade the benefactor not to Move on."

"What a joke, you are a bald donkey from Buddhism, and you actually want to persuade Yu, an enemy of Buddhism, not to step on the dead end." The demon sneered when he heard this.

He knew that the monk was trying to persuade Emperor Tianxuan and Ming Bujue on the surface, but he was actually trying to persuade himself.

From the beginning to the end, the monks only said "donor", and only one person was persuaded.

That is the devil.

It was precisely because of this that the Demon Lord would sneer and feel the irony.

"Buddha's enemy?"

Hearing this term, the monk finally raised his eyelids slowly, and the brilliance like a great sun flowed in the pupils of his eyes, "I am the only one against the sky, don't praise yourself too much, your supernatural power is not as good as the finger of the Buddha, you What qualifications do you have to call yourself an enemy of Buddha?"

(End of this chapter)