Looking at the sword in the cold light

"Incense burners don't need to count the lives of the common people. Even if the river is gone, the clouds are buried, and the lone sun still shines on the ancient mausoleum." Snowflakes were flying, and the heavy fur was blown and curled by the strong wind. It was stretched a little and rolled up again, and the long hair fluttered along with it. The snowflakes shuttled between the hair. The place looks extraordinarily clean.

A few sword glows fell into the crack, and the monks who were trying to struggle out screamed, blood spattered, and those that splashed into the crack slowly trickled down.

The rest of the monks were terrified and furious, and they took weapons to kill Guling Siyan one after another. Guling Siyan only had contempt and mad killing intent in his cold eyes, and several golden lights came towards him. His figure flashed like a light Yan, flashing again, had bypassed the golden lights, and was able to move freely among the monks. He swung the sword in his hand and struck out several interlaced blue sword lights. The sharp and powerful sword lights shook the earth.

"Ah!" With screams, Guling Siyan let go of his sword, his figure flickered through the monks to the gate, and he knew the situation by listening to the sound with his back to the light.Before the monks who were seriously injured could react, dozens of sword shadows appeared on the monks' bodies, and the sword shadows rushed back and forth on the monks, piercing many blood holes on their bodies. The screams were mixed, and the monks leaned forward and wanted to fall, but they were stabbed by the next few sword shadows and fell back.The people were crooked, shaking non-stop, covered in blood, the light of the sword shadow kept flickering, flickering, and screaming endlessly.After a round of intensive sound of the sword shadow piercing the body, the sword shadow disappeared, corpses fell one after another, Bai Dai Kunwu Huayan flew to Guling Shiyan, Guling Shiyan grasped the hilt of the sword with five fingers , the sword trembled twice and then fell silent.

Gu Ling Shiyan turned around and saw that there was a mass of bloody things behind him, piles and piles, among which were bones and diaper cloth, finely minced meat was scattered everywhere, and some fell at his feet.During the day, a lot of blood had accumulated on the ground, turning it dark red, and now it was covered with a layer of bright red blood.Gu Ling Si Yan glanced at the sword, the sword turned into a blood sword, and blood dripped down along it, drop by drop like rain.Like a meat grinder, Foxiang has once again turned into hell.

There was a faint sound of chanting scriptures inside, like reading or singing, the tone was very drawn out, although the sound seemed distant and ethereal, it was thick and powerful. "Nan Wu Ho La Tana Duo La Yeye. Nan Wu Ho La Tana Duo La Ye Ye..."

The long-toned scriptures, sometimes accompanied by wooden fish and bells, are desolate and heavy.Shiyan walked in with a sword in the ancient mausoleum, and the lights inside were still brightly lit, and a group of monks surrounded them with weapons.Guling Shiyan was surrounded in the middle, and hearing them say such stupid things as slaying and repenting, everyone was terrified and insisted on rushing forward with weapons, and they still firmly believed that evil can prevail over good.Guling Shiyan glanced at these people, and his figure suddenly moved behind them, and circled around them, looking down from above, only the sword light drew a big circle.When the passing smoke of the ancient mausoleum stopped, the waists of these people were broken in two, and the blood spattered in a circular shape, some of which splashed onto the stairs and walls.

The main hall is in the middle, and there are several treasure halls to pass through in front.After the screams of these people, the voices of those monks continued to chant: "Bodhi Ye Bodhi Ye. Bo Tuo Ye Bo Tuo Ye. Midi Li Ye." People who don't understand feel very obscure and mysterious, solemn and vigorous. The sad song kept its tune, unhurried and unmoved by the movement outside.

Shi Yan of the ancient mausoleum looked into a treasure hall, and the singing sounded a little far away. Those so-called benevolence and righteousness were nothing but hypocrisy and selfishness. There are no ideal good people in the book in this world.The wooden fish and the bell still ring from time to time.Guling Shiyan walked up the steps of the treasure hall, the door of the treasure hall was wide open, beside the door was written an obscure and strange name, ignored the name and walked in, there were three Buddha statues inside.The tall Buddha statues are all strong and powerful, wearing red and green battle armor, dark complexion looks very fierce, the incense burner is full of incense ash, an old monk knelt in front of the Buddha statue and shivered, chanting something non-stop, listen When he heard the footsteps, he looked back and saw a man whose robe was stained with blood, his boots had turned half red, and the tip of his sword was still dripping blood. Looking up, he didn't even see the face of the visitor.

Guling Shiyan looked down at the back of the white head, moved his sword, and the sword passed in front of the old monk's head. The old monk was so frightened that he lay on the ground, and Guling Shiyan took a few steps to the side, intending to bypass the Buddha statue .

At this time, I heard a group of people outside shouting: "Kill!" Before the words fell, I saw a group of monks rushing into the palace with weapons. They were so heroic. This group of people seemed to be able to drown the ancient mausoleum in the smoke. , a group of people rushed in mightily.All of a sudden, all kinds of light flashed, murderous, threatening to put the villain to death.The passing smoke of the ancient mausoleum floated in the air, and the blue light wheel behind him turned into thousands of blue sword shadows. After he swung the sword, the rain of swords poured down, piercing all kinds of golden lights, and the whole palace was shattered. A burst of sword rain washed away.After the sword rain, there were only corpses all over the ground, no one was alive, and the walls were covered with blood.The exit of the back door of the treasure hall was also covered with corpses, and the dead smoke of Guling walked out stepping on the corpses.

The road paved with corpses is soft and foul.

The more you go in, the closer you are to the singing, and finally you enter the holy pool from the main hall. The ancient mausoleum passed away into the holy pool, and found that the style here is a bit like the previous one in the desire world. The surrounding area is covered by fog, deep The edges of the green lotus leaves are somewhat withered and yellow, and the gray road is wet with water.The water in the pool is dark brown, with a layer of green floating on it, reflecting the figure of the ancient mausoleum partially blocked by the lotus leaves.There is still the sound of water flowing all around. It seems that water flows down from the wall like a waterfall and falls into the brown pool. Some water droplets splash out and turn into water mist.

After arriving here, the chanting sound was very loud, and the heavy voice was slow and deep. The eyes of the ancient mausoleum passed through the layers of lotus leaves, and vaguely saw many monks not far away, and there was a man sitting upright in the middle. There is also a group of golden light behind the head, just like the Buddha with a perfect cultivation level recorded in the book.

There is darkness and mystery here, as well as a solemn and sacred feeling. "Mopoli wins Jielaye. Mopoli wins Jielaye. Nanwu Halatana Duolayeye. Nanwu Aliye." The chanting is accompanied by the sound of water flowing and the rhythmic sound of wooden fish knocking, magnificent the bell.This kind of scene is not as holy as others say, and it always has a kind of gloom.

"Anyone who infects the pure land of Buddha Town will be executed." A young man's voice came from above, with an ethereal echo, although it was not special, it had a sense of holiness.

"Hehehe." Guling Shiyan walked inside, passing through some winding roads, he suddenly laughed a few times, that serious and sacred voice made him feel ridiculous.He had already killed all the monks outside, leaving only those inside, these people seemed unmoved at all, Shang Yingluo was not in the Buddha's land, no matter where Shang Yingluo went, the people in front of him were his target.

Turning through similar roads, the surroundings are completely immersed in a yellow and green mist, with occasional white mist passing through it. The damp breath makes this place warm, and there is a little water on the forehead of the ancient mausoleum. beads, and even a lot of coagulated blood on the sword melted away.

The dead smoke of the ancient mausoleum walked into the widest road. There are stone seats on the pools on both sides, sitting monks who are still chanting, wearing various clothes, some with this arm, and they have their eyes open. There seemed to be nothing in the deep eyes, knocking on the wooden fish in front of him from time to time, and continued to chant unhurriedly when seeing outsiders entering, but rolled his eyes.

At the end of the road, there is a pool of water in front of the pool. There is a stone seat in the pool. Sitting on it is the young man. The young man is also dressed in a white robe. Jade Bodhi.

The golden halo behind Yu Bodhi kept emitting light, and his face was fair and gentle, making him look extremely holy. In contrast, Guling Shiyan exuded a kind of sinister and hostile aura unique to ghosts and ghosts.Guling Shiyan raised his sword, and brushed his fingers over the blade, wiping off the blood on it, and the blade became shiny again.Yu Bodhi in front of him still maintained his meditation posture, raising his eyelids to look at the passing smoke of the ancient tomb, his eyes were calm, but there was a strange emotion in his heart.The golden light behind him outlines his silhouette. In the flash of golden light, Guling Shiyan saw his body was transparent in an instant, the red blood internal organs and tangled intestines were beating and wriggling. The most conspicuous thing was that the heart was Golden, constantly beating vigorously.After a while, it returned to its original appearance.

"Sure enough, it's on you." Gu Ling Shiyan said, staring at the position of the heart, he felt the other's expression froze suddenly, he flicked the blood on his hand, and pointed Kunwu, who had polished one blade, to the heart, It is imperative. "Finally found Mita's heart...I will dig it out." His words were powerful and creepy.

Yuboti glanced coldly at the dead smoke of the ancient mausoleum. He had thought that Shang Yingluo had lied to him before, but it seemed that it might not be the case. With a cold face, he raised his hand and tapped his heart. He will really die, but Guling Shiyan's words can't scare him, Yuboti suddenly smiled: "Mida has been searching for so long but still can't find it, even I sometimes forget that this is not my heart, it has already been with me If you really dig it out, I will pass away. Although you are vicious enough to attack, I conclude that you do not have the ability." He looked calm and condescending, and did not care about it at all. Gu Ling Shiyan put it in his eyes, and felt that the powerful holiness in his body could instantly cover the hostility of Gu Ling Shiyan.

"Everything he wants, as well as what I, Guling Shiyan, will get." While Guling Shiyan was speaking, he drew Kunwu in half a circle on the ground. He went out and went straight to the person on the stone seat.

Kunwu, wrapped in blue light, arrived in an instant, and plunged straight into the chest of the person on the stone seat, but the figure turned into an afterimage and was gradually disappearing. In the blink of an eye, Yu Bodhi had floated to the passage, and his robe fell to the ground During the dance, there was still a soft yellow light, translucent lotus flowers appeared in the air or on the road he stepped on, and lotus flowers bloomed all over the place behind him, and then gradually disappeared.