Good news, the elder is gone

To be honest, there are too many people in this world who have difficulties, stories, and unspeakable secrets, as much as there is water in the sea or sand in the desert.

Xue Wangliu has lived for 800 years, and he has heard unspeakable stories that can circle the earth three times, which is more than the number of best-selling Xiang Piaopiao in the world.

The reason behind the formation of the first Buddha's annihilation and killing is actually heart-warming.Who will believe this?Anyway, Xue Wangliu couldn't believe it.

He knew that His Holiness could save people in the world, but no one in the world could save him, and he could only watch his own slow death, which was very painful.

But who in this world is not suffering?Speaking of ascension, there is no monk who does not want to ascend.Everyone is the same, why should you treat it as nourishment for ascension, and turn it into a puddle of blood?

Xue Wangliu muttered a sin silently, and at the moment Qinshuang pierced the Venerable's chest, he pinched a sword art with his fingers, and thousands of sword shadows immediately shrank back into Qinshuang and turned into a thin light, following Qinshuang's sword The body penetrated the body of the Venerable.

The spiritual power exploded directly on the Venerable's back, and even Lou Xianyun, who was playing the pipa next to him, was also affected. He took two steps back and leaned against the pillar to spit out a mouthful of blood. rattle.

Xue Wangliu saw that he had succeeded in one blow, so he stretched out a palm and hit him on the shoulder, wanting to push him away and take advantage of the situation to draw Qinshuang out, but this palm seemed to be hitting a stone, there was nothing wrong with it. reaction.

"Amitabha." The Venerable Liao suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Xue Wangliu's wrist, and actually inserted the frost in his body a little deeper.

The spiritual power from the outside world is still pouring into the Venerable's body, helping him to heal the wounds in his body. Xue Wangliu felt the change in his whole body, raised his hand into a knife, and slashed at his held arm. I want to break my hands and get out of trouble.

But his hand was stopped by the Venerable in the air, and now both wrists were held in his hands.

"It doesn't have to be like this." Liao Venerable said slowly, the golden ring scar on his head flashed, as if there was something different from the previous one.

He stared at Xue Wangliu with a pair of eyes, his eyes were a little empty, he nodded after watching for a while and said: "Destroy my dantian, smash the glass and seven treasure Buddha bones, destroy the eyes, help me."

Xue Wangliu was stunned for a moment, but didn't realize what the bald monk meant by stammering.

"My lord!" Suddenly came the voice of the Buddhist monk calling from the stairs, frowned, and urged again: "Hurry up, I won't be able to control my body."

"Can't control it? Isn't this your body? Are you dead? Or who?" Xue Wangliu asked.

The venerable already frowned, with a look of impatience on his face, and said with a bit of anger: "The poor monk is, but..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Venerable Fang Liaoxin rushed up with Buddhist monks and monks. When he saw Xue Wangliu piercing the Venerable's body with a sword in his hand, Venerable Liaoxin immediately His expression changed, and he yelled heart-piercingly, "My lord!"

A pure gold Zen stick inlaid with red beads on the top was held in his hand by Li Xin, and he jumped towards Xue Wangliu like a mighty dragon.

In an instant, Xue Wangliu felt the hand loosening his grip, and immediately let go of Qinshuang, grabbed a pearly white short knife out of thin air and stabbed it into the dantian, directly holding the handle of the knife and turning it around, Immediately, blood gushed out, making people feel pain even just looking at it.

Let alone the Venerable, Xue Wangliu is also going to destroy his dantian.As long as the dantian is damaged and unable to gather spirits, no matter how much spiritual power is inhaled, it is just a rag bag, one mouth goes in and the other comes out, and the eyes of the formation will naturally break.

With such a rough action, the Venerable Liao didn't seem to know what pain is, a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded slightly towards Xue Wangliu.But Liao Xin who was at the side immediately changed his face, and hit Xue Wangliu directly with the Zen stick in his hand: "Madman!"

Xue Wangliu let go of the dagger and bent down, avoiding Venerable Xin's Dawei Tianlong, not to mention, he kicked him away with a piercing kick with his backhand on the ground.

"It's unreasonable for the Buddha of the Bodhi sect to cultivate well!" Xue Wangliu preempted him, and his spiritual power urged Qinshuang to grab him again.With a wave of his hand, the tip of the sword pointed at the man who was already covered in blood and sat upside down on the ground, and the venerable said: "Are you all abolished? Can't you feel that he is the center eye of the formation?"

The warrior monk who rushed up and Buddha Xiu paused, then frowned and looked at Xue Wangliu and said, "Amitabha, do you have any evidence, fellow Taoist?"

No matter what, a round blue bead flew out of the Venerable's abdomen at this moment, exuding a mellow breath of spiritual power.

What a big spiritual power bead!

The originally angry Buddhist monks seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water head-on. The expressions on everyone's faces were even more shocking than the headlines written by UC editors. It can no longer be described as a house collapsed. It may be more appropriate to call the foundation collapsed.

"At first, I thought that the people of Buddhist cultivators are good-hearted, but now it seems that this is not always the case." Lou Xianyun, who finally regained his composure, coughed twice and spit out a mouthful of blood. , does Venerable Liao Xin regard me and Xue Liu as lunatics who took advantage of the fire?"

Seeing that his face was full of blood blisters, Amitabha hurriedly said: "Amitabha, don't blame the owner of Xianyun, the situation was unclear just now, and it really conflicted everyone."

"The situation is not clear? Since I don't know, let me explain a few words for the Venerable." Lou Xianyun sneered and said: "The Venerable has been exhausted since the war in 2000. , in order to gain a chance of life, he changed the annihilation formation of Old Devil Qingtian, absorbed spiritual power to repair his body, took the opportunity to survive the thunder tribulation and ascend to the upper realm, gaining a chance of life."

"How could the venerable use that old devil's formation! Nonsense!"

A monk yelled angrily, but Xue Wangliu glanced at him, only to hear him sneer and said: "The annihilation formation was broken by the Venerable in those years, and anyone who can understand this formation, except old Qingtian Demon, it is you, the Venerable Liao!"

Seeing Xue Wangliu's tendency to bully him again, he quickly stepped forward and stopped him and said, "Amitabha, your lord's sin is indeed unforgivable for making such a big mistake, but now his dantian has been destroyed, and his spiritual power pearl It's already out, and the formation outside is broken even if you think about it. I also ask Xiangu Xueliu to be merciful."

Xue Wangliu narrowed his eyes: "Is the Venerable Liaoxin going to cover up the Venerable?"

"No." Venerable Liaoxin frowned and was about to refute, when suddenly a strong wind came from the back of his head, he subconsciously dodged to the side, only to see Venerable raising his palm and hitting Xue Wangliu.

Shocked, he tried to save him with a single step, but Xue Wangliu moved faster, and directly slapped the Venerable, sending him flying and chasing after him.

The two were close at hand, only Xue Wangliu could see the smile on the Venerable's face, and there was a hint of relief, and he slapped the Venerable again, and the Venerable was directly thrown out of the listening tower.

Xue Wangliu reached out and grabbed his shoulder, lowered his voice and asked: "Be clear, who are you?"

But at this moment, the Venerable's complexion had turned pale, and there was a gleam in his eyes suddenly, he only opened his lips and asked softly: "Daoist friend, did the porridge and rice fill your stomach?"

"It's you?"

Xue Wangliu's pupils shrank and his hand tightened immediately, but he heard the Venerable say again: "The poor monk has only a ray of spiritual thoughts here, some things can't be explained clearly in a few words, but a few words will cause people to misunderstand. Don’t worry fellow daoists, you’ll know later.”

"What future? What does spirituality mean? Where did you go?"

Xue Wangliu raised his hand and punched spiritual power into his body, trying to stop the bleeding of the savior, but was grabbed by the wrist.

He shook his head: "The poor monk's fate should be so difficult, but fellow Taoists don't have to. Just ask the fellow Taoist to smash the poor monk's Buddha bone and cremate him immediately with a raging fire."

Xue Wangliu became anxious: "Beat you to death first, then cremate you, can you still live?"

He smiled and said, "The poor monk doesn't even have a wisp of spiritual thought to know the answers to these questions, but he only knows that there will be something left after the poor monk's body is cremated, and he asked a fellow Taoist to keep it for him. "

Xue Wangliu understands now, and now he can talk. Ling Nian is equivalent to a hosting robot. The AI ​​is not high enough, and he only knows how to complete his own tasks. It is useless to ask him some questions.

Seeing that Xue Wangliu seemed to be hesitating, he immediately looked at him solemnly and asked: "Don't fellow Taoists want to save those disciples who are infected with the plague?"

Xue Wangliu immediately returned to his senses, frowned and looked at the Venerable and said, "Then please don't blame me, Venerable!"

"The peak master of Hua Tuo Peak can cure the blood bubble plague. If some disciples can't support it, the blood bubble can be transferred to the body of a person with deep cultivation through spiritual power, but it can only be alleviated, not cured."

After the venerable finished speaking, he smiled at Xue Wangliu, and suddenly raised his hand to grab the listening tower. The huge blue spiritual power bead felt it, and immediately flew out of the listening tower, following the one who jumped off the tower. After Buddha repaired his mind, he came towards the two of them.

The movement at the Listening Tower alarmed many monks, and many people looked in the direction of the Listening Tower to know what happened.Just after looking at it for a while, I felt that the formation on the island was broken, and two people flew out of the tower suddenly, and someone shouted in an instant: "It's Xiangu Xueliu! There is also a bald Buddha cultivator!"

When someone saw the golden ring scar on the bald head, the identity of the bald Buddha cultivator could be revealed.Everyone was wondering why Xue Liuxiangu hit the Venerable with one palm, Xue Wangliu hit the Venerable's Tianling Cap with one palm, and hit his chest with another palm, directly shattering the Buddha bones all over his body.

A flaming sword shadow obeyed Xue Wangliu's gesture, and directly pierced into the Venerable's body.

Under the eyes of everyone, the number one Buddhist cultivator in the past 3000 years, known as Xiao Congtian, was instantly enveloped in the spiritual fire that soared to the sky, and then hit the ground heavily and turned into a puddle of gray and black.

A crane chirped, and the golden-feathered crane with a little red forehead and almost golden body swooped down and caught Xue Wangliu who fell in the air.

Xue Wangliu sat on Ding Hong's body and stretched out his hand to grab the gray and black beach. A golden relic bone and a charred sandalwood bead flew into his palm, and they were instantly put into storage. In the bag, no one will find it.

After all, Liao Xin was a step too late, and could only see the bones of the Venerable Venerable turned into a pool of gray and black mixed with broken bones.His knees gave way, and he knelt down beside the ashes.

All of a sudden, Buddhist practitioners in the pagoda fell down one after another, imitating the appearance of Venerable Xin, kneeling beside the ashes, shouting the word Venerable in grief, startling countless birds in the forest.

Xue Wangliu frowned, and was about to explain a few words, when he suddenly felt a spiritual breath coming, turned around and saw the blue spiritual power bead rushing towards him.

With the previous experience, Xue Wangliu held the Lingli Orb tightly in the palm of his hand this time, and was about to throw it into another storage bag, but this time the Lingli Orb flickered and directly merged into Xue Wangliu in the palm of your hand.

The spiritual power in his body suddenly increased, Xue Wangliu coughed a few times while clutching his chest, and actually shed two lines of nosebleeds.He stretched out his hand to touch the blood on his nose, thinking that this Lingli Dabu Pill was too strong, so he directly replenished the bleeding for himself.

Not far away, Liu Fengyu looked up and saw a bird flying in the sky and murmured: "I can feel my aunt's spiritual power, she seems to have fought someone."

He turned to look at Nian Shu beside him, and was about to tell him what happened, when he saw the blind man with blood blisters on his head, actually shed tears.

Liu Fengyu: ...

Liu Fengyu: "Could you be crying in pain?"

Nianshu shook his head, but he couldn't tell why he was crying, he just felt sad suddenly in his heart, but he was much more relaxed. After thinking about it, he said, "No, it's just crying against the wind."

The author says:

Nianshu: I may have trachoma.

Liu Fengyu: I think you look like a...

Six sons wanted to curse, but held back.

Xue Wangliu: Thank you, Boss Venerable, for sending me a rocket of spiritual power!

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