Chapter 427 Burning
Sui Yi tried his best to adjust his breath, and said: "It's just borrowing the light of Zhanquan."
"Don't belittle yourself,"
Jianquan shook his head and said, "In five years, no, in three years, your name will be engraved on the Jiange."
In the precipitous terrain, full of Haotian Gangfeng, the Jiange cliffs that are difficult for ordinary people to reach,
Standing a meteorite, it is connected with the mountain and is extremely strong. Only monk Candle Xiao can carve marks on it.
Climbing the Jiange and leaving your name are also feats and romances unique to Zhuxiao
"Just,"
Jianquan paused, "Not now."
While the last word was still blowing in the wind, Jianquan's figure had disappeared in place.
Sui Yi was startled suddenly, and with some instinct, he held the Yinghuo sword in front of him.
The old monk came over in a flash, his right hand formed the Nianhua Buddha seal, and his fingertips covered with dirty blood scabs lightly flicked on Yinghuojian.
clang! !
Sui Yi only felt a huge force coming along the blade of the sword, and his whole body flew out uncontrollably, crashing heavily into the ruins of stone bricks on the courtyard wall.
Aroused the sky full of dust.
The extremely tough Yinghuo Sword also undulates and bends like waves, transmitting power, and tearing the palm of the hand.
The bone-piercing pain struck again, but Sui Yi didn't have a chance to stop,
She turned into a sword light, trying to dodge away from the spot,
The next moment, Jianquan's Nianhua Buddha Seal hit **** the stone brick where she was just now.
The Buddha's light swayed, the stone bricks were crushed into powder, and the soil below seemed to be crushed by the soles of giant beasts, and a layer was hard to sink.
Zen practice is slightly different from the mainstream of the school. There are no swords and symbols, and there are more Buddhist sounds and Buddhist seals.
Jianquan has been famous for many years, and has mastered various classics. There is great power in the gesture of raising one's hand and raising one's foot.
Moreover, this is when he has to allocate 70% of his mind and spiritual power to sing Buddhist music through the shadow demon and induce 800,000 people in Xingzhou City.
If it is really a life-and-death confrontation, the four ministers of the Academy, or the three cardinals of Taihao Mountain, may not be able to win in a one-on-one situation.
boom!
After a moment of distraction, Jianquan caught up again,
The skinny fist hit the blade of the sword that was burning with Yinghuo sword energy, causing the blade to bounce back and strike Sui Yi's own shoulder.
sand!
Sui Yi's back hit the prison gate that was still standing in place with difficulty,
The remaining momentum remained undiminished, and the whole person retreated more than ten feet on the central road in the city,
The toes of both feet drag out two long tracks on the ground,
The sharp Yinghuo sword was deeply embedded in the left shoulder.
Blood overflowed from the shoulder wound, rolled and dripped along the sword body, and was burned by the hot sword energy, emitting a strange burning smell.
Jianquan, on the other hand, still stood in place, maintaining the posture of making seals and punching.
There was only a slight white mark left on his fist, which could not be seen at all when he wiped it casually.
"Your Yinghuo Sword, you created it yourself, right? Very thoughtful."
Jianquan stood up straight again, and said calmly: "In exchange for the power beyond ordinary exercises, burn yourself,
First burn the spiritual power, then burn the spiritual veins, and finally burn the sea of energy.
Is it worth it to 'save' these strangers? "
Burning the spiritual veins, or pushing the output efficiency of the spiritual veins to the limit, will lead to dangerous consequences.
In light cases, the spiritual veins are damaged, and the realm falls,
In severe cases, the spiritual veins will collapse, and there is no possibility of making an inch of progress.
The sea of burning air is even more serious.
Qihai is the place where body and mind blend together,
The Yinghuo Sword under full force is the product of wandering on the verge of losing control.
was revealed the secret,
Sui Yi's expression became neither sad nor happy.
She pulled the long sword from her shoulder forcefully, pressed her palm heavily on the shoulder wound, and the blazing heat released scalded the wound alive and stopped the bleeding.
"There is no such thing as worthless."
Sui Yi flicked his long sword, and shook off the dried blood on the blade. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of those muddle-headed and ignorant Xingzhou people on the street behind.
She looked at those men and women who were either old or young, or well-dressed, or poorly dressed, and said in a deep voice: "In the eyes of the school disciples, they only have to do or not to do."
"Admirable, but stupid."
Jianquan said calmly: "How many times can you block the Buddha's seal? Once the sea of qi is burned out, the monk's mind and soul will collapse together.
reduced to a foolish fool. "
"I see."
Sui Yi was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "So, I won't run away again."
Her long black hair, which fell to her waist, gradually curled up, crackling as if encountering static electricity.
"Um?"
The old monk narrowed his eyes, feeling something faintly, and his expression became serious.
Jianquan, or what used to be Jianquan, needs to devote most of his energy to controlling the Shadow Demon at this moment, reciting the Buddhist sounds of the whole city,
Treating Sui Yi only invoked part of his realm.
But now, the gap between the two sides in realm is rapidly narrowing.
Can't wait any longer.
Jianquan originally wanted Sui Yi to use up his spiritual power, and if he couldn't support himself, he would retreat, or die alive, so that he would not use more spiritual power and affect the implementation of the plan.
After all, his purpose is to complete the six reincarnations, not to kill people.
"After so many years, the school's tour of the world still has a temper."
Before the words fell, the old monk flashed in front of him in an instant, blasting out the Buddha seal.
Wow!
Sui Yi's waist-length hair was burning blazingly, and her eyes were also shining with scorching fire.
The precarious sea of air roared again, pumping out a huge amount of spiritual energy.
Sui Yi tried his best to slash out with a sword, the cross sword energy came later and arrived first, hitting Jianquan first before the Buddha seal was formed.
Boom!
The loud noise was deafening, and the hemp rope used to hang business banners above the street broke directly.
Jianquan and Sui Yiqi flew out together, the former crashed into the wooden prison tower,
The latter knocked down more than a dozen pavers along the street.
The nearest dozens of Xingzhou City citizens were even awakened by the loud noise, and their eyes became clear again.
"This, what's going on here?"
"Why are we here?"
"Master Jianquan?!"
The people who didn't know the situation panicked, especially after noticing the corpses of the soldiers who were not far away, they crowded back and tried to escape.
Boom!
Jianquan casually smashed a tough beam that was pressing on top of his head, and stepped out from the ruins of the sentry tower.
Sui Yi also got up from the collapsed pavement, his long hair was burning with a flame without temperature,
The length of the hair, which was originally waist-length, is shortening at a rate visible to the naked eye.
"The sea of qi is not burning enough, so you bet on the soul and life?"
Jianquan said calmly: "If you do this, you can't help but lose hope in this life, and your soul will be scattered."
Sui Yi grinned, his eyes shone terribly, "Your Excellency has bet his own life, his lifelong reputation, and the future of the Zen disciples and grandchildren. Why not be a little crazy, junior?"
(end of this chapter)