God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

He Yun looked sharply at the helpers who had become sober from dullness to the sound of the Qing Jing Sutra. He sneered at the corner of his mouth and turned to give Qing Chen a few more instructions.

Zhang Hao and the others knocked down nearly a quarter of the opponent's people, but they themselves were more or less injured. Fortunately, neither side dared to use guns, because once guns were used, the aftermath would be ten times more difficult.

Qingchen found a bottle from a box and threw it into the fire. At this time, the flame turned into colorful colors.

Soon, everyone standing by the fire felt an even stronger hallucination.

But compared to what I saw before, which was an unforgettable or even beautiful memory, this time, everyone felt like purgatory.

There are bombed-out limbs flying all over the battlefield; mothers holding their children crying, and comrades bleeding out in the flames of war.

Yes, most of the team led by Zhang Hao are special forces who have retired from overseas special forces. They all have the experience of being on the battlefield and have seen many life and death separations, but this does not mean that deep in their hearts There is no touch at all.

Xuanyuan was naturally affected. He even saw the country destroyed and the family destroyed, with corpses everywhere. He secretly yelled something bad and quickly shouted into the channel: "Play the recording."

Ye Huaizhao quickly started remote control. In an instant, dozens of sounds came out from the hillside in a circular shape mixed with the night wind. They came from all directions and were pervasive. The sound quality was superior and the penetration was strong.

Humph, Xuan Yuan raised the corner of his mouth and gave a bad smile. Do you think that only you magicians can use high technology, and I can also use it, and I am willing to spend money, and it is not mine anyway.

A clear and light female voice, with the valley as the center, resounded throughout the back mountain, and the content was still the Qingjing Sutra.

"Purity is the source of turbidity, and movement is the foundation of tranquility. If a person can always be pure, heaven and earth will return. Madam, the spirit likes to be pure, but the heart is disturbed; the human heart likes to be quiet, and wants to lead it. You can always drive away your desires, and the heart is free. Calm, clears the mind and the mind becomes pure. Naturally, the six desires will not arise, and the three poisons will be eliminated. Therefore, those who cannot, because the mind is not clear, and the desires have not been released. Those who can remove it, look at their hearts internally, and there is no desire in their hearts; externally, they have no desire. Shape, shape has no shape; looking at things from a distance, things have nothing. When the three are enlightened, they can only see emptiness; observing emptiness is also empty, and nothing is empty; what is empty is nothing, nothing is nothing, and nothing is nothing. Nothingness, azure and everlasting silence; silence without silence, how can desire arise?"

Bai Song stood behind Shen Xinhong and suddenly came to his senses. He didn't know what happened just now, but he remembered what happened when he was a child. After their parents died, the three brothers and sisters lived under the shelter of others, huddled in a shabby quilt in the cold night, and were so hungry. As a female voice sounded with a unique singing voice, he suddenly came back to his senses and found that he was not in that leaky house, but in a strange environment. It seemed that now it was not only the cup of tea that had There is a problem, but there is a problem with the entire air. He calmly slowed down his breathing, and suddenly felt that the female voice singing sutras was not only very nice, but also quite familiar.

Zhou Jingyan was also surprised because the voice singing the sutras was hers. Yesterday, Mr. Xuanyuan found her and asked her to sing the Qing Jing Sutra using the grass and wood tune created by Su Yunquan's ancestors. Although she didn't know why, she still sang it according to her uncle's request. It is said that the grass and wood withered is a member of the Qingyun Sect who does not do his job and only knows how to sing. Founded by the ancestors who eat, drink and have fun, this person has extremely high talent and Taoism, but he never practices seriously. He sleeps all day long and writes lyrics and music for vegetation and all things in the world. This grass and trees song is Zhou Jingyan's favorite, and the other song is the earth-breaking song, because when she hums it, she really seems to feel that the grass and trees are the smallest existence in nature, small but full of vitality.

She sang the Qing Jing Sutra in accordance with Xuan Yuan's request. Unexpectedly, Xuan Yuan recorded it and then made it into an audio file. It was placed in fifty outdoor portable Bluetooth speakers purchased by Ye Huaizhao and played in a loop. When they broke in just now, Xue Ying, who was guarding the perimeter, carried out this inexplicable order according to Xuan Yuan's request: hang these palm-sized but extremely expensive speakers on the tree, well, and surround them. A circle.

So, at this moment, fifty voices of Zhou Jingyan sang the Qing Jing Sutra and surrounded the entire valley. Those people in the valley who were in the environment or drugged and deliberately hypnotized slowly woke up. Of course, those who drank Except for ordinary people who drank ginseng tea and inhaled cigarette smoke the year before last, they are older and those whose body functions have declined.

"Huh, naive." He Yun sneered.