martial law

"The interior scene is virtual, and the exterior scene is reality.

The spirit interferes with the present world, and the true energy is used as a bridge to turn the virtual into reality, which is the means of the gods.

When this step is reached, it may be able to shatter the void. "

"This this……"

Wanwan was dumbfounded when she heard this, and she looked like you were amazing and didn't understand, but she was as obedient as a little sheep, and squeezed her entire petite body tightly into Yang Lin's arms.

Only in this way can she express her inner shock and reverence.

"Then, has your majesty already broken through to become a grand master?"

Wan Wan raised her face and asked expectantly.

What interior and exterior scenes are a little far away from her, so I can't understand them.

However, she still knows the unity of heaven and man in the Grand Master realm.

"Look again..."

Yang Lin smiled, and his figure became indistinct.

The breath is also absent.

It seems to be everywhere, and it seems to be nowhere to be found.

Standing in front of her, Wan Wan felt that the man in front of her had turned into a breeze, a speck of dust.

Even when he was right in front of his eyes, he would pretend that he was not there.

It seems that he is the main hall, and the main hall is him, you can touch it with your hand, but your heart is separated by the end of the world.

Has unparalleled majesty and high Miao.

Faced with this strange feeling, Wanwan stood there a little dazed, her eyes full of envy.

She couldn't understand the previous attempt to recreate the world.

In front of this feeling of being one with the heaven and the earth, without distinction between each other, she can touch a little bit of Shenao, and the effect on her is even greater.

Immediately, he almost fell into enlightenment.

"Don't worry, when you go back, I will lead you to realize this state, and this environment is not suitable now."

Yang Lin said with a smile.

"Well……"

A blush crept across Wanwan's face.

Of course she knew what Yang Lin meant by leading.

Seeing that the evil emperor's relics had turned into ashes and collapsed, Yang Lin didn't pay attention any more, and sat aside, watching the soldiers file in, carrying armored treasures to the cliff, and then transporting them to the boat.

After about half a day, it was finally emptied.

Going outside, the moon is already high in the sky, and the night is clear and quiet.

The boat entered the water and went away quietly.

……

Kou Zhong stood at the bow of the boat, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

After watching for a long time, until the line of sight was blocked, he turned around and wiped the long knife.

There are hidden treasures on this road, and the road is long, and there must be blind guys coming to test the knife on the road.

"Master Zhong, why doesn't your majesty go south with us, are you waiting for someone?"

The original leader of the Dajiang Society, Dragon Lord Pei Yue, was a little confused at this moment.

In his opinion, this batch of soldiers is more important than anything else, and it is very likely that someone will intercept them.

It is really incomprehensible for the prince to leave at this time, and even bring little witch Wanwan with him.

Hu Jun Pei Yan also stared at Tong Ling, puzzled.

On the contrary, it was Yun Yuzhen, who seemed to have figured out something, looked behind her on tiptoe, and listened carefully with her ears sideways.

I vaguely guessed something.

Kou Zhong slammed his sword and laughed loudly, "Why, Brother Pei, are you two brothers guilty and afraid? No matter what kind of enemy, as long as you have the courage to attack, Kou will let him come and go."

He had a dignified expression, with boundless murderous aura rising from his body, he said again: "The king naturally has his battlefield there, we can't get involved, so there is no need to worry too much.

As long as the hundred-sister-in-law cargo ship is transported to Jiangdu, it will be considered a success. "

Yun Yuzhen also smiled coquettishly at the side: "That's right, the king is mighty and powerful, and Master Wan is assisting, no matter how strong the masters come, they are not their opponents, so don't think too much about it."

Immediately, she understood the deep meaning of Kou Zhong's words.

The meaning of dividing the soldiers into two groups is actually very clear.

As the strongest master and their backbone, Yang Lin, the king of the mountain, did not leave with the army, but stayed behind.

The only explanation is that it is broken.

In other words, using the body as bait to lure people into the bait.

Some things have to be settled, and some people have to face it.

It is a bit of an exaggeration to say that the king cut down mountains and destroyed temples in the south of the Yangtze River.

However, if you say you can get the favor of these two experts, then you must be joking.

If you break his belief, the other party will kill you.

Whether it is the dominance of the dynasty or the rivalry between the sects, the bloody place is not at all gentler than the fight in the rivers and lakes.

Even, it will be much crueler.

The reason why people like myself didn't feel abnormal.

That's because the realm is still low.

Can't feel the murderous intent in the air.

Chapter 369

The moon is shining brightly.

The barren hills are silent, and the old crows are croaking.

Even in the dark, for masters like Yang Lin and Wan Wan who have accomplished Qi training.

The surrounding scenery is still not much different from the daytime.

Not to mention the details, at least they can be seen clearly.

Whether you can see or not is another matter, even if you can't see clearly, you can't see clearly, and you still have feelings.

This time, even if Yang Lin hadn't reminded her, Wanwan felt a chilly chill that came with the wind the moment the boat entered the water and left.

It took only [-] seconds to return from early spring to mid-winter.

Under the induction of Qi, the barren hills and high cliffs have become like a country of frost and snow.

People send murderous intentions, and the world is turned upside down.

Then, Yang Lin saw, sitting high on the top of the mountain, it was an old man in a thick brocade robe and a crown.

The five strands of long beard were blown by the mountain wind, and flew wildly. He sat on the rock, but it was as firm as a pine, and his face was as calm as ice and snow.

"Ning Daoqi."

Yang Lin laughed lightly.

He guessed that this No. 1 Daoist in the Central Plains might come to him.

But it never occurred to him that when the opponent made a move, he would leave no room for it.

Not only the grand master personally dispatched.

They also dispatched Zen Master Kong, who is now the number one master of Buddhism in the north, and presided over the Jingnian Temple.

Buddhism and Taoism join forces.

Still don't be skinny.

At this moment, Yang Lin finally felt a little aggrieved by the evil king Shi Zhixuan.

These people in the white way either don't fight, or if they want to fight, they swarm.

Yang Lin was even sure that the interception by these two people was actually just the first batch of attacks.

It is even possible that the nuns of Cihang Jingzhai Fanqinghui and the four great Buddhist monks in the world, Jiaxiang, Dixin, Daoxin, and Zhizhi, will make a move together.

I just don't know, whether they didn't arrive in time because of the tight schedule, or they still think that these two people are enough to take themselves down.

That's the way it is.

In the eyes of Ning Daoqi and Liao Kong.

I am just a master who has not yet broken through to the realm of a great master, although my combat power is very strong and I can win Shi Zhixuan, but that's all.

In their view, just one Ning Daoqi can put themselves in a dilemma, not to mention that there is a monk who is not much different from Ning Daoqi.

Looking back, I saw Wanwan fiercely pulling out the Demonic Twin Blades like a little kitten irritated, laying them across her chest, her aura filled her body like a vortex.

He was confronting the monk in white who quietly appeared under the pine tree behind him.

The monk in white clothes looked eighteen or nineteen years old, his face was as gentle as jade, showing kindness and compassion.

A pair of eyes, looks like eight or ninety years old, see through the vicissitudes of life.

He looks like eighteen or nineteen years old, with the radiance of a child, pure and hot.

The monk held the pine branch with one hand, like a Buddha holding flowers, with a half-smile on his face, twisting the rosary beads with his left hand, one by one, slipping through his fingertips without thinking about it.

It has to be said that Buddhist masters are still very knowledgeable, but they are also born to restrain magic skills.

Wanwan's strength is definitely not weak, she was able to compete with Zhu Yuyan for thirty strokes, but she was only slightly behind, and she was considered to be in the forefront among the masters of magic.

However, when confronting this monk, he was clearly inferior, and his aura seemed to faintly rebound.

"Just grab it, you have no chance."

Ning Daoqi, who was sitting on the mountain, finally opened his eyes, and a huge aura fell down like a sea tide, covering Yang Lin and Wanwan tightly.

It seems that at this moment, the moonlight, the mountains and the river have all become unreal...

A miraculous artistic conception of being carefree and doing nothing, wandering in the world, doing nothing and doing something, and profoundly understanding all things, quietly rushed to my heart.

It makes people want to forget the mundane affairs, be with the breeze in the mountains, and be friends with the bright moon in the water.

What is fighting for the top in the world, what is the ambition to dominate, it is just a joke.

Once this kind of artistic conception enters the mind, in Wanwan's eyes, Ning Daoqi's figure on the high mountain will become boundless and cliffless, covering the sky and the moon, so tall that it is indescribably tall.

It makes people unable to feel the slightest hostility.

It seems that he is the mountain and he is the water.

He is this moment.

As soon as Ning Daoqi made a move, it was mysterious and mysterious, a wonderful realm of fiction and reality.

The attack was launched from the spiritual level.

Back then, Shi Feixuan and Yang Lin met once in Jiangnan, and the two sides also touched each other tentatively.

He thought he could see.

The other party's spiritual cultivation is actually still a small realm behind his own.

At least, in terms of mental strength, he has a certain advantage.

If it wasn't for the protection of Concubine Xuan at that time, and Yang Lin brought some masters and five hundred elite cavalry, he would have been able to take it at that time.

This is also what he regrets the most.

It has not been a few days since I returned to the north.

Then came the implementation of the policy of suppressing Buddhism in the south.