Chapter 111: Cause and effect are born in nature, and a young man travels with one punch and one sword [please give me a monthly ticket!]

Eight hundred miles outside Lin'an Prefecture.

The green mountains are hidden, the mountains are piled up, ancient trees are everywhere, and smoke is shrouded in smoke.

However, at this moment, there was a huge Buddha light shining among the mountains, and the invisible sword energy swept across it. Large areas of mountain trees were cleared and huge gullies appeared.

The infinite sword energy rose up and turned into a Bodhisattva statue that was larger, more majestic, and more Buddha-natured than the sword energy Guanyin brought by the Hua Jie Bingxin Sword above the imperial city!

The Bodhisattva gave birth to thousands of eyes, making the heaven and earth seem to be overturned at this moment.

Countless trees, soil and dust that were cut off by the sword energy were solidified in the air by the eyes cast by the Thousand Eyes Bodhisattva, and could no longer fall.

This supreme Bodhisattva statue is so powerful that it is not as powerful as the human being. However, opposite the Thousand-Myster Bodhisattva, there is a man wearing a red cassock sitting cross-legged in the void, holding a string of golden Buddhist beads in his hand, and a gold floating in front of him

The Buddhist monk in the bowl quietly looked at the Thousand-Mysterious Bodhisattva who was born with a sword energy.

Facing the eyes of the Thousand-Eye Bodhisattva, the space around the monk kept fluctuating, as if an invisible sword energy was colliding with the Buddha's light, and a slight sound exploded.

Like boiling water just boiled, there are bursting bubbles floating up one by one.

"Amitabha, Master Suzhu... You and I have all entered Buddhism, but this battle is meaningless, so let's give up."

The monk opened his eyes slightly, and the corners of his eyes turned out to be filled with gold, like two balls of fire that burned his mind.

He held his palm in front of him, fiddled with the golden Buddhist beads with the other hand, and his eyes passed through the Thousand-Myster Bodhisattva and saw the extremely slender and graceful woman behind the Sword Aura Bodhisattva.

"When did the Holy Monk of Lianhua Temple be willing to work hard for Da Zhao?"

After the Thousand-My Sword Qi Bodhisattva, a clear and beautiful voice floated over and out of the world.

Then, a woman in white clothes with silk hanging all over her body floated out from behind the Thousand-Mysterious Bodhisattva.

The woman picked up the lotus seal with her hand, and there were red sandalwood Buddha beads on her snow-white wrists. She shaved her thirty-three thousand worries and her face looked like a picture.

Barefoot hangs in the air, and a pair of jade feet are crystal white and not stained with dust.

The face is beautiful and the woman is picturesque.

As soon as the woman appeared, the sword energy floating around her suddenly boiled, and everything around her became blurry and difficult to observe and capture. Only the woman like a Bodhisattva became clearer and clearer, like a stamped in the world.

"Amitabha, the three major Buddhist sects want to compete for the Buddha's heads, and compete with each other. Emperor Zhao wants to use the Heart Sword to suppress the immortal blood. My bad disciple died in Lin'an because of a young man. That young man is the donor of the flower to light green.

The path of practice on the lamp is very serious, so I will come to eliminate cause and effect.”

The monk was wearing a robe with red embroidered gold patterns. This robe called the Wudi Lotus Clothes exuded powerful spiritual fluctuations, which was obviously a top magic weapon.

"Crossing the sea, since that's the case, what else can I say?"

"Xie Bing is my disciple, and I want to save him."

"Since you are blocking it, then you will fight, and who is the one who is more profound in Buddhism?"

The female Bodhisattva was Master Suzhu of Ganye Temple. At this moment, although there was no annoyance in her words, the sword energy floating in the air was getting more and more excited.

"Amitabha, the Dharma is boundless, I...well?"

The Holy Monk Crossing the Sea was about to say something, but was surprised and looked towards Lin'an with the untainted Master Suzhu.

In a vague way, the two seemed to see a young man, step by step, swing a green mountain, and poking a big hand containing the aura of the emperor.

The Holy Monk Crossing the Sea frowned, and his fiery red eyeliners were like heavenly fire.

Master Suzhu smiled with a smile on his flower: "Every drink and one pecking, all have rules, and cause and effect are born together is fate."

"I am only relieved of the ice, and I am fine."

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Above the earth, there is a mountain rising from the ground, the Sword Pavilion is magnificent and towering, like a green streak piercing into the world, standing majestic on the earth.

The green mountains want to speak together with the masters, and countless horses are coming.

The mist and rain are low, and I don't think it will come.

A half-mountain pavilion.

Two figures stood, one of whom was simple in green clothes, carrying a huge pine wood sword box, and his eyes were faint.

On his side was a beautiful woman who had taken off her veil. The woman carried a burnt guqin, dressed like a stream of silk, and stood quietly with her head down with her respectfully.

"The Emperor of the Zhao family wants to live in the second life, and wants to take Hua Jiebing's heart sword to suppress the immortal blood to continue for another five hundred years..."

The master of the Sixth Mountain frowned slightly.

"Yunrou, you will stay on the mountain next time, you need to guard the mountain."

Yun Rou couldn't help but be stunned: "Teacher, are you going to take action?"

"Your Red Dust Sword has been kept for so many years, and it has not yet come to the time to draw the sword. Now that you take action, will all your efforts be wasted?"

"So after I take action, I will close the mountain and need you to guard the mountain."

"There are always some things in the world. Take action when it's time to take action."

The Sixth Mountain Master had no expression on his face and said coolly: "You can leave no regrets in the world."

Yun Rou seems to understand but not understand.

The Sixth Mountain Master didn't talk much and was too lazy to explain. He took a step forward and suddenly the sword energy was full of the mountain, and countless sword energy gathered into a stream of light at his feet.

However, he had just taken a step in the air.

A sudden look of surprise appeared on his cool face, looking at the heroic spirit that soared into the sky from Lin'an Mansion.

After a little stunned, a flash of flush appeared on his cool face.

In the pine wood sword box he was carrying, there was an endless burst of sword energy colliding, and it was about to knock out the sword box and attack.

"Yunrou, look, this kind of heroism, this pleasure, this sword energy... To be honest, it's a loss to have never set Anle as the second guardian of the mountain."

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In front of Tianxuan Palace.

The young man ascended to the sky step by step, carrying a tattered bamboo sword, and half a step intercepted the huge palm formed by the great power of the soul condensed from the magnificent palace.

He also handed out the bamboo sword Qingshan and stabbed it on the palm.

Standing before the throne and sure of victory, the Emperor of the Zhao family, who was under his control, showed a look of surprise for the first time.

The palms condensed with their mind and the spirit of the emperor were trying to capture and peel off the palms of the Eight Realm Heart Sword that was refined by Hua Jieying, but they were stabbed so hard!

A sharp sword energy immediately followed the energy and slashed from outside the hall.

The emperor of the Zhao family's eyebrows instantly stacked into a river, and the aura on his body surged, and the sword energy that was slashed was instantly destroyed by his aura.

However, the strong wind blew in the palace, which made the golden emperor's robe and clothes sway!

Puff.

An invisible sound resounded.

The Zhao family emperor pursed his lips, and shock and fierceness were intertwined in his eyes.

The hand he had originally grabbed was already behind him, clenched into a fist. In the palm of his fist, a sword scar suddenly appeared, and blood was about to burst out, but he suppressed it with his mind.

go back.

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It was actually the young man's sword energy that was cut through his palm!

"Green Mountain! That green mountain!"

"No way!"

The Zhao family emperor felt a sudden uproar in his heart, as if he was roaring and roaring. The Qingshan sword weapon that should have belonged to the Zhao family's royal family was presented to the young man by Zhao Huangting.

As a result, the boy actually held the green mountains and drew a scar in his palm.

It was like a plan that should have been planned and mastered, and was cut open with sword energy!

"How can I kill my hands with the Qingshan sword weapon? The palm of my hand that gathers the soul formation to attract the spirit of the emperor?!"

The Emperor of the Zhao family is incredible.

His cultivation level is at the Nine Realm. Even if An Le holds the first-grade sword weapon, the person who uses the sword is ultimately a human being. His realm is insufficient. How to break the Nine Realm attack will cause the sword energy to leave traces in his palm?!

At this moment, it was not only the Emperor of the Zhao family who was shocked.

The young man who had never been cared about was actually hanging in front of Tianxuan Palace and above the Baiyu Square with such a sudden appearance.

It was like a sharp sharp cone, piercing into this chaotic situation and battlefield.

In the Tianxuan Palace.

The domineering and terrifying sword energy flowed out slowly, extremely terrifying. The minds intertwined by Qin Lishi and many civil servants were trembling constantly.

But at this moment, Li Youan looked outside the Tianxuan Palace, and the young man who was so bold that he rushed into the sky was stunned for a moment.
To be continued...