All Heavens: Start by guarding the light at night

Chapter 126
The broken blood-colored jade beads slipped along the wound, dripped on the ground, spread along the lake water, and turned into a gorgeous blood-red flower.

One drop, two drops, the bloody jade beads have turned into a line of blood, sliding down the arm to the palm of the hand.

The blood is warm, but the heart is cold.

Has the human Buddha failed?Beaten to a bloody pulp?
In a trance, a different scene appeared before the head of the lecturer.

The sword pierced the chest like electricity, and a splash of bright red blood flew out, dyeing the white monk's clothes as red as snow, and sprinkled on the face like rain, hot and painful, and the bloodless sword blade was suddenly branded with a blood red streak. The mark cannot be erased no matter what.

I felt some pain in my heart, so I stretched out my hand to rub my chest. The tentacles were wet and greasy. When I looked down, I saw that from my heart to my abdomen, it had been cut open by lightning like a sword. There was a stream of blood flowing from the wound. gush out.

In the void, Wei Guangming murmured strangely:
"In my calculations, it seems you won't die here."

"Now that we've reached this point, are you going to be like the protagonist in the movie, suddenly full of blood and unable to kill me?"

"Or is it that the Buddha left some treasure that could save his life?"

There is a dead tree beside Daming Lake.

The strong wind blew the dead trees, blowing the last dry yellow leaves on the trees.

Ning Que witnessed with his own eyes the entire process of the defeat of the first lecturer.In his heart, he had infinite admiration for the Great Priest of Light.

too strong.

This power should not exist in the human world, it must come to the mortal world from immortals.

This kind old man can be so terrifying when he has murderous intentions.

Is the spread of the Guangming Chamber of Commerce really that important?

Yuelun Country does not allow the establishment of chambers of commerce, so don't go to Yuelun Country and spread to other places.

Or in other words, change the name of Guangming Chamber of Commerce.

Wouldn't it be okay for the Yuelun Chamber of Commerce to pay enough taxes to this country, or in other words, to help spread the faith of Buddha?
Ning Que couldn't understand faith.

Because he has no faith, does not believe in Haotian, does not believe in Pluto, and does not believe in light. The only one he trusts is himself.

He is a real person.

For Ning Que, there are very few useful things in this world.

Your own strength comes first, followed by power and money.

He has one more important person.

That is Sangsang. No one in the world can take Sangsang from him.

A dry leaf blew in the wind and hit Ning Que's hand, scratching his skin.

As strong as Ning Que, he didn't even have time to feel the pain.

The breeze blew, and blood flowed along the back of his hand and onto his fingers.

A white jade ring was suddenly dyed red, and a strange energy of heaven and earth exuded from it.

"What's going on?" Wang Jinglue said in shock.

"I do not know either."

Ning Que shook his head. This ring was given to him by Third Senior Sister Yu Lian before he left. The things from the academy must not be simple.

Unexpectedly, after being stained with his blood, the ring finger seemed to contain something different.

In winter, it's very cold.

The water of Daming Lake submerged the soles of their feet, which gave people a heartbreaking pain.

With the cold wind, the entire pants were frozen.

The big black umbrella can block the aftermath of the battle between the Great Priest of Light and the First Lecturer in the sky.

But he couldn't stop the biting cold.

The clear water of Daming Lake was dyed red by the blood of the first lecture seat. The bloodshot eyes were densely packed, as if a large amount of cinnabar had been sprinkled on it.

A distant and ancient atmosphere arises from the bottom of the lake, which makes people feel shocked and worshipful.

In an instant, Daming Lake seemed to come alive. The water in the lake was steaming and rolling, and the mist enveloped the entire battlefield.

"Ning Que, what have you done?" Wang Jinglue looked at Ning Que in shock. In the battle of the Six Realms, Ning Que, a mere practitioner of the Dongxuan Realm, dared to disrupt the situation.

Daming Lake was completely hidden by the heavy fog, and even the strong wind could not blow it away.

The lake lost its sound, and the distant and ancient atmosphere gathered in the thick mist. It suddenly surged and instantly gave birth to a green mountain peak. In an instant, the mist spread across the sky, and a strange snow peak finally shot straight into the sky. The gray sky.

A mountain grew in Daming Lake?

The eleventh elder of the Demon Sect, who had been keeping calm not far away, had a face full of joy. He looked at the mountain with the mentality of a pilgrim.

The Demon Sect’s mountain gate appears.

The thunder in the sky was swallowed up by the entire mountain and could never come down again.

The gazeless eyes of the lecturer gathered together again.

He is not dead yet.

Without the power of thunder, he can regain his invincibility by stepping on the ground.

"God will not destroy me, God will not destroy me."

Even if his heart was penetrated, even if his stomach was penetrated, blood spread all over Daming Lake.

But this human Buddha is still not dead.

Qi Nian took the opportunity to come to the front of the lecturer and dragged the leader directly into the gate of the Demon Sect.

Just because he's not dead doesn't mean he won't die.

Wei Guangming is still in the air. If he wants to survive, the lecturer must regain his strength before he can leave.

Wei Guangming, who was dressed in black robe, looked at Ning Que by the Daming Lake and understood something.

"Demon Sect Mountain Gate, I actually forgot about this incident."

Taking one step forward, he disappeared.

Even if the life of the first lecturer should not be terminated, he still had to make the first lecturer pay the price.

It’s not that I have any grudge against the leader of the lectures.

In fact, the news he learned from Yuelun Kingdom made him furious.

The Chamber of Commerce entered the moon and more than 300 disciples died.

And, there are sinkholes.

Buddha, why do you think those people in the sinkhole under the Hanging Temple are sinners?
Why do you think these people should be enslaved by them?
Collecting faith and fighting against Yong Ye only saves the lives of a small number of people. Are the people in the sinkhole qualified to hide in Buddha's chessboard?
Killing people with no more than a nod, why bother? Generation after generation of torture.

If not this is the world of practitioners.

Under that pit, countless uprisings had already broken out, trampling all the Buddhas under their feet.

It's a pity that I was born in the world of practitioners.

All the rules in the world are made by practitioners.

Resistance is futile.

Just like Ning Que, it takes too many opportunities to go from a mortal who cannot practice to a disciple on the second floor of the academy.

Ordinary people, without this kind of luck, would find it difficult to do this.

No, ordinary people would never be able to do it.

Just like the battlefield in Yanbei, a practitioner can decide many things in just two sentences.

But the war will still continue.

The killing between mortal cavalry cannot stop at all.

"I, Wei Guangming, am not a good person, but I am too vicious towards the Buddha Sect."

"I have never seen anything so crazy in my two lifetimes."

They have enslaved Tiankeng for thousands of years, tortured those mortals, let them manage themselves, and kill at will.

All the grain produced will be turned over.

Still need to provide, the only faith.

Pigs and dogs are probably happier alive than the people in the sinkhole.

Look at the fog, like clear smoke, like a silk scarf, floating in the air, making people feel like they are walking in heaven.

A light mist filled the surroundings.

Ye Hongyu stood closest to the gate of the Demon Sect. All he could see was the flowing milky white fog, and he couldn't see the shadow of the mountain at all.

Qinian led the lecturer into the fog, and the Great Priest of Light also disappeared.

They all went to the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, so naturally Ye Hongyu would not be left behind.

He turned around and walked into the fog.

Wuming followed Ye Hongyu and also entered the heavy fog.

The dark clouds in the sky were receding, and the fog would recede sooner or later, and the eleven elders of the Demon Sect followed closely into it.

Then came Lu Yaoguang, who knew his fate. He followed into the fog without saying a word.

The young monk who came with the first sermon was dead.

He was too close to the seat of the lecturer and was accidentally touched by a thunderbolt, and lost his life.

By the Daming Lake, only two people from the academy were left.

Ning Que and Wang Jinglue.

"Did you do the movement just now?" Wang Jingle was a little shocked.

After everyone left, Ning Que put away his Evernight Umbrella and looked up at the retreating dark clouds.

"I don't know, this finger suddenly burst out with powerful energy of heaven and earth, and I can't control it."

"The gate of Demon Sect Mountain is open, don't you plan to go in?"

"Thirteenth Senior Brother, I only have the Dongxuan realm, but I am not as good as you at the Fate-Knowing realm. What if I follow you in and die?"

"Bah, you are a lucky boy. You have experienced so many things and still survived. How could you die so easily?"

"Can I choose not to go in?"

Ning Que showed his white teeth.

"What do you say?"

"Okay, Thirteenth Senior Brother, my cultivation is low. If there is danger, you have to protect me."

"Let's go, mother-in-law."

Wang Jinglue couldn't help but kicked Ning Que on the butt.

Ning Que was carried directly into the fog by this force.

"Thirteenth senior brother."

Wang Jinglue followed Ning Que in.

They saw a formation, and in the thick mist, there was a distant and ancient atmosphere.

"where are they?"

"I don't know, I didn't see it."

A ray of light lit up in Wang Jinglue's hand, illuminating the heavy fog.

This is a simple and huge door.I have always been immersed in the bottom of Daming Lake.

People with good eyesight can see this giant door hidden at the bottom of the lake from above Daming Lake when the sun is shining brightly at noon and there is no wind.

This is the entrance to the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, and it is also an extremely powerful formation.

The power of Wei Guangming and the leader of the lecture had already activated the formation at the bottom of the lake.

The two of them were too focused on fighting, and no one noticed that there was such a giant door at the bottom of the lake.

So many people have entered, but this door is still as new as ever.

How did the people from before get in?

"Does this formation need to be broken through with brute force?" Ning Que couldn't help but ask Wang Jinglue on the side.

"Get out of the way first, let me try."

Wang Jing took a step forward, his mind wavered in his palms, and the energy of heaven and earth shook.

As a mind master, his mind power is more abundant than that of ordinary practitioners.

One hand pressed on the giant door.

Click, there seems to be a gear running, pushing something.

When Wang Jinglue pushed the door open, Ning Que, as a talisman master, saw a lot of things.

The entire wall is covered with talismans, and one move can affect the whole body.

Wang Jinglue is just new to this door.

The symbols on the entire wall began to connect and tremble crazily.

Boom, the giant door was pushed forward.

The vitality of heaven and earth condensed rapidly, and the wisp that was still shining in the hand also dispersed.

This door actually required Wang Jinglue's full push.

About 10 minutes later, the two finally entered the Demon Sect Mountain Gate.

Ning Que backed down again: "The mountain gate alone is so difficult to open, what should we do next?"

"Wait until the fog clears before leaving."

The water mist is too thick, blocking all sight, and the vitality of heaven and earth that can be supplied to restore cultivation is also too chaotic. The road ahead is chaotic even with just the perception of the sea of ​​consciousness.

In this environment, let alone entering for treasure hunting, they might even get lost if they go further in.

It remains to be verified whether the gate just now is the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, and the danger it will face is also unclear.

"Thirteenth Senior Brother, you can't leave me if there is danger."

Ning Que leaned towards Wang Jinglue on the side. After all, he was only a practitioner of the Dongxuan realm. No matter how keen he was in sensing danger, he could not be better than Wang Jinglue.

"Stop talking nonsense, mother-in-law."

Wang Jinglue turned his head to the other side and ignored Ning Que.

On a hillside a mile away.

Song Buqu, Yang Chang, Ruohua, Mo Shanshan and others have just witnessed an unprecedented battle.

No more nervousness than before.

The Guangming Priest was victorious, and Song Buqu, as the elder of the Guangming Palace, naturally had to brag about it.

"Have you seen that even if he is the first Buddha to preach in the world, he can only be defeated by the Great Priest of Guangming?"

Ruohua curled up under Song Buqu's body, hugging Song Buqu with her whole body.

Even though the battle at Daming Lake was over, she still wouldn't let go.

The timid Ruohua could only hold back her fear and feel warm in Song Buqu's arms.

"The Great Priest Guangming is so powerful, it's best to beat that monk to death."

"Of course it is necessary. I have heard a long time ago that there is a sinkhole in Yuelun Kingdom, where civilians are abused and kept like pigs and dogs."

"Sinkhole, what is that?"

"In the country of faith, in order to raise the power of faith, the Buddha imprisoned millions of ordinary people in tiankeng. They got up early and went to bed late, working non-stop. I heard that even pigs and dogs wouldn't eat anything given to them. "

Song BuQui told the secrets about Buddhism very directly.

The Great Priest of Guangming and the first lecturer went to war.

He must let the world know that Buddha's face is full of benevolence, justice, morality, and compassion for all living beings.

But what?How to explain the sinkhole.

There are also the hordes of refugees from Yuelun Country, how to explain them?

Other elders on Guangming Mountain may not know the news about the tiankeng.

But Song Buqu was different. He was the grandson of Song Yushan, and he had heard about the tiankeng a long time ago.

Not far away, Yang Chang's eyes were always staring in the direction of Daming Lake.

Huge peaks grow out of Daming Lake.

The entire mountain is shrouded in fog, and the seaside is extremely high.

"You don't give food and still make people work. Is Buddhism so bad?"

Ruohua was filled with indignation and could endure anything, but not being given anything to eat was something she couldn't bear.

"Of course, there are many worse things than this."

Immediately afterwards, Song Yushan began to tell some secrets about the Buddha Sect.

How to swindle people out of their money.

Trick people into casting the Buddha's golden body.

Many things were told from Song Buqu's mouth like stories.

Not far away, Zui Zhihua and Tmall Girl were also listening attentively.

It is a bizarre world.

Song Buqu is also eloquent and good at bragging.

For a time, the evils of the Buddhist sect were too numerous to describe.

Anyone who listens to this will feel that the leader of the lecturers should have died long ago.

"Why are you still holding me?"

"Let go, it's so uncomfortable."

Song Buqu grabbed Ruohua's shoulders and pulled Ruohua off his body.

"what."

Only then did Ruohua realize that she had been holding Song Buqu, and her face suddenly turned red.

It’s just that I held her for too long and my body lost its center of gravity.

As soon as she got away from Song Buqu Ruohua, she fell to the other side again.

Song Buqu had quick eyes and quick hands, and reached out to hold Ruohua's arm, which prevented her from falling.

"Little brat, it's really troublesome. I'm really tired. Just rely on me."

"I……"

Ruohua had a lot to say, but when the words came to her mouth, she couldn't say them out. She could only hold back her little face until it turned red and ran towards Zhui Zhihua beside her.

Zhi Zhihua naturally cherished her junior sister and looked at Song Buqu with an angry expression.

The meaning in the eyes is very simple, don’t you understand Lianxiangxiyu?
Song Buqu had an expression of injustice.

It seemed that he was the one who was being taken advantage of.

Mo Shanshan and Yang Chang were both staring in the direction of Daming Lake.

Regarding the life and death of the sermon leader.

They care very much.

There has always been a feud between the Moon Wheel Kingdom and the River Kingdom.

There are often frictions on the border between the two sides.

Wang Shusheng, the owner of Mochiyuan, often said that there must be a battle between Yuelun Kingdom and Dahe Kingdom.

For the big river country.

The most dangerous person in Yuelun Kingdom is the chief lecturer.

Among the powerful men above the five realms, it is said that this leader of the sermons, who speaks according to the Dharma, is invulnerable to weapons and weapons, is the Buddha of the world.

The leader of the lecture hall is a strong man who stands above the five realms and can change the situation of the battle at will.

As long as he joins.

If the Moon Wheel Country and the Great River Country go to war, the Great River Country will definitely lose.

Just now, the leader of the lecturer was almost beaten to death.

Mo Shanshan is the owner of Mochiyuan Mountain, her hands are trembling.

"Mountain Master, what's wrong with you?"

Tmall Girl hid in Mo Shanshan's arms, and she felt this change for the first time.

"No, nothing."

The Great Priest of Guangming went to hunt down the leader of the lecturer.

The result is a very important matter for the River Country.

Qu Ni, a practitioner at the pinnacle of Dongxuan, how could she dare to look down on Mochiyuan.

Naturally, it is because of the existence of the first lecture seat.

As Qu Ni, the great virtue of Qingtian, no matter how much he provoked the River Kingdom, Wang Shusheng could only swallow his anger.

Resist?What to resist?

Above the Five Realms, it is not just something to talk about casually.

Wang Shusheng is the elder of Keqing in Xiling. He is a strong man at the pinnacle of the realm of knowing fate.

But he is not qualified to read the heavenly book.

To read the Heavenly Book in Xiling, the minimum requirement is to be a priest.

Moreover, this priest needs to have certain qualifications and a solid cultivation background.

For example, the three great priests of Xiling are Tianyu, Judgment, and Guangming.

They are all Xiling orthodox with upright roots and believe in Haotian.

Yan Se and Li Qingshan of the south gate of Haotian Dao are also priests.

And these two of them will never have the chance to step into the gate of Zhi Shou Guan in their lifetime.

If Wang Shusheng cannot see the Heavenly Book, he will not be able to step above the five realms.

Facing the moon wheel that possesses the five realms, they will never be able to raise their heads.

(End of this chapter)