Because of their strength, the hooded cloak has been catalyzed to reveal four white-haired men, but this did not make Song Changgeng angry and suicidal. His anger was at the stern part behind the wreck. Among them, there was a middle-aged man with golden eyes. He was wearing a white Phnom Penh robe and next to him was a middle-aged man with a bow and a proud face.
It was this guy who made Song Chang-geng kill himself, not because he was a yellow man, but because he knew each other. This middle-aged man turned out to be his apprentice, Chongzhen Yongwang’ Zhu Ciying’. When Song Chang-geng rescued him from Beijing with the Chongzhen family when he was twelve years old, he later accepted his apprentice.
Let him enjoy himself because of his poor qualifications. I don’t want to meet him here, and it’s on an enemy ship. Obviously, this guy knows each other very well. How can this prevent Song Changgeng from killing Yongwang’ Zhu Ciying’? Although his qualifications are poor, he has barely entered the congenital and because he has been in Guangzhou, his sister Princess Changping is Song Changgeng’s eldest brother.
After living in Ziyun Palace in the South China Sea, I must have contacted him and brought him to Ziyun Palace. Otherwise, this guy can’t lead these western fleets to find Ziyun Palace so quickly. These things became clear in a flash. Although I don’t know what Yong Wang’ Zhu Ciying betrayed himself, the feeling of being betrayed made Song Changgeng feel strong.
As his murder became stronger and stronger, all three of them felt it in the middle, and it had been driven away by the four swords. He felt his strong murder and flew to Song Changgeng’s side. Song Changgeng knew that the destruction just now must have weakened the four swords, and it would take some time to reunite.
But I didn’t expect those swords and sands to resonate with the essence of the four swords of Zhu Xian because of his murder. A stronger murder came out of Jian Dan and instantly became one with Song Changgeng’s body and murder, and then Song Changgeng felt his head’ boom!’ A stream of murder to destroy heaven and earth instantly filled his mind.
Chapter six hundred and forty-six Five swords belong to one
Although he knew in an instant that his murder had attracted the essence of Zhu Xian’s four swords and resonated with the spirit, he was self-absorbed, but the surging murder quickly overwhelmed his sense, and now his brain is full of killing! Kill! Kill! He wants to kill all living things in heaven, destroy everything in heaven and earth and bring everything to destruction.
This murder has changed his whole body. The Baizhang giant’s burning purple fire suddenly stagnated, and then in front of him, five colors of brilliance rushed out of his chest to form a huge sword. He rushed against the light beam and talked to people at the stern. Yongwang’ Zhu Ciying’ was still happy to see his plan and calculation to Song Changgeng.
However, when Song Chang-geng became bigger, he felt his back was cold. In his opinion, how practitioners practice is that everyone’s form will not change and become poor. That is an ancient myth. But when Song Chang-geng became a giant, he suddenly had a sense of strength to fight with others. He was confident that he could still grasp it. But how can he fight with the myth?
Song Chang-geng was betrayed by him, but he was used to paying attention to his thoughts. Now he has lost his mind. He knows to rush forward to kill everything in front of him and destroy everything. The purple fire and the four swords together form a huge sword, which is not strong enough to collapse in a few steps, but in Song Chang-geng’s murder, he insists on condensing again.
Then it collapsed again and condensed again. Step by step, Ling Chong came. As the distance shortened, Song Chang Gung’s sword became more concise. When he rushed to the middle of the light beam, the sword had been condensed into essence, and there was no Guanghua color. Then it collapsed again and then condensed again. Even the four white people who handed out this light beam across from him were struggling to support it
In order to maintain this light beam, their appearance is getting old with the naked eye, but they are still dying because they know that this guy is their dead enemy. If he rushes over, everyone here will die. Now they are burning their lives and praying that their Lord will take this devil away and let him go to hell.
When they were seen by a few people behind them, they all looked worried that the middle-aged man in middle-aged white was slightly leaning his head to the side of Yongwang’ Zhu Ciying’. In Chinese, he said, "The devil in the Noble Prince’s Temple is so powerful that four bitter monks have joined forces to be as awesome as a prison. Is there any other way for you to be blocked by him?"
Yong Wang’ Zhu Ciying’ looked at the crazy giant and felt his mouth dry as if he hadn’t drunk water for more than ten days. He said bitterly, "Your Excellency, you know that I can help you in some cases, but I can’t help you in others. Do I feel now? If I knew he was so horrible, I would be at his mercy and go to the New World without trying to offend him. It’s too late to say anything now. "
Only when he saw the powerful power of Song Chang-geng did he feel that all his calculations were nothing in front of the powerful power, but others didn’t think so. These white people felt fear of Song Chang-geng’s power, that is, they had been watching the ethereal fairy, and the three of them were also scared by him. After all, Nu Wa followed her well-informed.
Frown at the sight of Song Chang Gung’s sample to the ethereal fairy road "The ethereal Taoist friend made the younger brother confused by murder now. Is there any way to make him awake in your teaching? If you are so addicted to it, I think he will lose his strength, even if he finally wakes up, he will also break the Taoist base. What method is he refining to make such a big murderous look? Did the teacher give him the spirit of the four swords of Zhu Xian? "
The ethereal fairy gave a wry smile and didn’t answer. Now he actually couldn’t help it. When the six of them realized the sword array of Zhu Xian, they were protected by the heavenly saints. Because of the heavenly leader, they could control the spirit of the four swords.
But now he has the ability, but he doesn’t know that in the distant 33 days, the original Buddha also asked the Tongtian sage slightly doubtfully whether he gave Song Changgeng the spirit of four swords to Tongtian but laughed. "What is it?" What if it’s not? When the second brother took the four swords and the evil barrier away, he took the array away. Naturally, I had to choose another way to wield the spirit. "
The original Buddha couldn’t help but be unhappy. "You know that I did that in the past, teacher younger brother. If you have four swords in your hand, you don’t know what to make. But your four swords of Bai Zhuxian are made by the axe blade of the father god Pangu Tian Axe. After you get them, the teacher has become an associated magic weapon. You can control it by strength. But what about these brothers?
Do you know how dangerous it is to give them these four swords and spirits? One bad thing is that you are so bold. Now that little guy has been eroded by murder, why don’t you hurry to save him? "
Tongtian sage laughed. "This is not busy. You know, before me, although the gate was wide, there were few disciples, but there were few brothers. Anyone who could become my brother-in-law had great perseverance and great wisdom, but even so, in the end, he was either killed or forced into Shinto. Now there are only six people on the side.
I’ve already thought that I should have great luck after receiving my brother, except for those with great wisdom and perseverance. Otherwise, I can’t really let the inclusion of this Song Changgeng be a variable in heaven and earth. I didn’t include it until I saw him at the beginning. You all know, but when I gave it, I felt that he was not bad, and I really wanted to take him in.
But if you really want to enter our door, it is not enough to have great luck, great perseverance and great wisdom. This is also a test. If he can get rid of the murder, he can not only achieve a powerful spiritual treasure, but also formally enter our door and become a brother-in-law. If he can’t, hehe, it is his bad luck. "
Song Chang Gung-geng doesn’t know and can’t know about the mind of the heavenly sage. Now his heart is full of murder, which permeates his body as if his body had been turned into a sword. His strength and magic weapon have been mobilized, and he has been working hard to absorb the hidden power of the sealed life in the abdomen.
These forces are transformed into purple flames, released and transported to Song Chang-geng’s body, so the whole nine-setting tripod can’t support it any more. After all, it is a treasure, although there is a congenital treasure in it, but it is still not out of the magic weapon category. Lingbao refers to simulating a complete law of heaven and earth or refining a magic weapon.
Song Chang-geng paid no attention to the situation of Jiu Ning Ding, and now his mind is full of a thought,’ Kill!’ God blocked the killing of the deity and Buddha blocked the killing of the Buddha. The killing of heaven and earth burst out, and the cloud clothes were shredded in the front. He was hit by his killing and light beams. His head was a golden lotus crown, which was once a Buddha treasure after all, although it was later changed by Tongtian.
However, adding the new Taoist array after erasing the original inner array is actually not suitable for this material, and it has already degraded the magic weapon a lot. Now it collapses as soon as it is hit from inside and outside, and even Song Changgeng’s armor is’ quack!’ Song Chang-geng’s great strength and the impact of light beams outside are a bit overwhelming.
When Song Chang-geng rushed to the front of the light beam for about three miles, his sword finally stopped collapsing, but condensed into a square strip with a sharp front end and a short blunt handle at the back. It was said that the sword was not flat, but a square stare blankly shape. It seemed that the sword was not the same gold color as the sword, but it was as clear as crystal without half a silk impurity in it.
In the center of the sword is a purple line that runs straight through the front and back, as if there is poor life force in it, and there are’ Zhu’ in the back and tail. Slay! Trapped! Absolutely!’ Four long and narrow colors, blue, white, black and red, are the same as the sword handle. After this sword appeared, Song Changgeng’s body shrank sharply and his purple fire was absorbed by the sword together with his physical strength.
Then, the other body, Tongtian Jian Dan, collapsed and flew out to melt in the sword. As soon as the sword was murdered, it was no longer diffuse, but concise as a line. The four bitter monks were immediately killed, and the reaction was gone. They shot the light beam and disappeared. When Song Changgeng was rushing, suddenly there was no resistance and they couldn’t help but have a meal.
Then roar a suit with the sword and turn into a golden light, as if lightning flashed on the cross fleet. Every ship in the fleet was propped up by the Vatican Godsworn, and the defense mask was easily torn by the golden light like a layer of paper. Once the golden light circled, the ship was broken into palm-sized pieces, and then the life department disappeared.
It was more than a dozen breathing ships, and more than 30 ships were smashed into pieces and floated in the sea. Now Song Chang-geng was completely ruled by the sword instead of being irrational at the imperial sword. Although he felt a little wrong, he didn’t feel right now. After waiting here to kill, he circled for a week, with the tip pointing to the distance. Although the Ziyun Palace fleet had a little meal,
But then this four-stare-blankly crystal sword turned into a bright golden light, and Song Chang-geng’s body, the size of a normal person, killed the Ziyun Palace fleet. He destroyed the cross fleet and floated deep in the sea, and a pale light was wrapped in the sinking. It was Yongwang Zhu Ci-ying. Now his face is white and his body is trembling involuntarily in the green light.
Although just now he saw Song Chang-geng rushing all the way closer and closer, the fiercer the momentum, the more he could ignite a life-saving talisman and then jump into the sea to sink to the bottom of the sea, but his heart was filled with fear and regret by Song Chang-geng’s ferocious image, which made him feel like a worm. At this moment, he could not help but regret that he had betrayed his legacy by getting the throne and immortality.
There are all kinds of medicines in this world, but there is no regret medicine. No one can help him, just like he is floating in the sea alone now. There are cold and dead waters all around, and Song Changgeng is not much better than him. He is also sinking in the sea of murder and is rushing towards the Ziyun Palace fleet. He doesn’t know that he is going to kill his brother who cares most.
Because he has completely lost his reason now, these Ziyun Palace fleet brothers are still cheering after seeing Song Chang-geng destroy the other fleet, but when Song Chang-geng turns around and rushes to them and shows strong murder, these brothers are all silly to cheer and laugh, and even the eyes are glazed over.
Chapter six hundred and forty-seven Buddha crossing decree by destiny
See this situation in the sky ethereal fairy three people are a little leng or Jin Fengxian first to react, she quickly turned to ethereal fairy way "what’s going on? Has he been eroded by the murder of the Four Swords? How did this happen? Isn’t there a solution in your teaching? If you go on like this, it will lead to tragedy. Don’t stop him. "
The ethereal fairy looked at the face and smiled wryly. "I want to, but how can I stop it?" I have just said that only a tutor can control the spirit of the four swords. In those days, when we were refining swords, we were all guarded by the master. Now, without the master, how can I fight against the four swords, which is known as the first killer in the world? How did this happen? It stands to reason that he should not understand so quickly. "
Feng-xian Jin saw the ethereal fairy and couldn’t help but worry that it was not that she wanted to save Song Chang-geng, but that she was afraid that if she didn’t recover, she wouldn’t be able to finish the empress’ charge, but she also knew that if she made moves now, she would probably offend the Tongtian saint. After all, it would be boring to intervene in things in family education. It is not worth offering some incense to offend a saint.
Above their heads, an old monk with a white robe stood in the middle, where it was not a human day, but a crack. When he saw his hands together and looked at them with compassion, he saw that Song Chang-geng had turned and rushed back to his fleet. Although he paused in the middle, he couldn’t hold his four swords to kill. When he was rushed to his brother with a sword, he couldn’t help muttering to himself.
The sound is not loud, but it passes through the block and enters Song Chang-geng’s consciousness. In his lost consciousness, he said, "Killing can bring destruction. Killing can be difficult on the way to seek Tao, but it is not the right way. Although Daozu once said that all three thousand roads can prove that mixed yuan can also achieve mixed yuan saints, I don’t think that road is what you want, right?
Kill your loved ones, kill your loved ones, kill yourself and everything. Some people kill all life in the world. Is this really the way you want to go? Although you may be able to get to the other side of the world, you will lose everything. I am merciful and willing to cross you. I don’t want you to enter our door. There is less killing and more peace, because peace can limit vitality. "
These words are like whispering in people’s ears, but there is no force to indulge in killing. After hearing them, Song Changgeng felt sane, and those words turned into glittering characters. After Song Changgeng’s consciousness was awake, he merged into his consciousness to stop the murder invasion and let him wake up completely. Then the old monk read another scripture, and Hwa-Sung Do’s golden light sank into his heart.
When Song Changgeng woke up, he just flew to the front of the fleet and stopped in the panic of his brothers. Then his eyes gradually cleared up and he looked at the four stare blankly crystal swords in front of him. It took him a long time to reach out and grab the four stare blankly crystal swords suspended in the middle. He whispered to himself, "Although you almost made me make a big mistake and go the wrong way, you are the master after all, because I am connected by my blood. I will call you’ Tongtian Broken Sword’ after I ask for the road to accompany me through thorns!"
As soon as he said, the sword fell, and there was a light sound, yellow, black, red, blue and white, and four Guanghua schools rushed out. In a blink of an eye, Song Chang-geng immediately felt that the sword was connected with his flesh and blood, and the method was the same as a part of his body. He knew that the Saint Tongtian had taken away the four swords and the essence of the array, and now this new’ Tongtian Broken Sword’ was completely his own.
Holding a sword in one hand, I looked up at the emptiness and asked in my heart, "Who are you?" Thank you for your help, otherwise I will be addicted to it and make a big mistake. I will repay this kindness. "
The old monk in the void said gently, "I have many names, but most of the world is Amitabha Buddha. I don’t want to kill a star today. Others who have practiced Buddhism are just Sanskrit, which means’ enlightened’. If you realize that all beings in Buddha have Buddha nature, all beings can become Buddhas."
There are several lotus flowers in the pool of merit in my bliss, which correspond to the lotus flowers of all beings in the world. Sooner or later, all beings realize that they have become Buddhas. I can wake you up because you don’t want to go to the road of killing yourself. There is still a Buddha in your heart who is willing to turn around and realize, otherwise I can’t wake you up. Today, we have a fate. If you don’t repay me, I will leave a crack in your heart, which is not good for your practice.
I can come here this time because I feel your wish for Nu Wa to save you once today. Just now, you wrote an article on King Kong Zen that can be unified with what you learned in the past. I just want you to make my Buddhism flow like a door in Middle-earth without discrimination. What I want is that all living beings can realize Buddhism and get rid of their suffering, but they need your help. "