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Both of them were actually dressed in fluttering clothes, and their beards were flying. Originally, in the aura blocked by the two people, there was an atmospheric hood of nearly three feet in the shape of an arc, which completely surrounded the two people, and all time seemed to stand still here.

At this moment, it is within the aura of two people, but it is completely like another world. The two of them were like ordinary people, feeling the feelings of ordinary martial artists to the fullest, and being urged by the powerful qi that was stirring, the whole body underwent obvious changes, and the fastest change was naturally the robe.

Until this moment, the two of them did not have the slightest intention of making a move, but were constantly urging and strengthening the emission of qi in their bodies. This is completely the feeling that the true qi in the body is full and explicit, and when they reach the masters of their realm, the true qi in the body can communicate with the outside world through the whole body, constantly replenishing the energy in the body, and there is a continuous feeling.

Even if Yang Jiong had already let his hand come to the front, he had no intention of making a move, both of them knew that if there was no air shield formed by two people, they were afraid that everything around them would be destroyed by the powerful qi of the two people. At this level, the complexity of the moves can be completely omitted, and the qi emitted by the body alone can kill people. If you really don't make a move, if you make a move, it may be a victory or defeat or life or death.

Two peerless masters who are both on the "Celebrity Wonder List", and they are both ranked next to each other, which seems to be destined to be born to have a choice. At this moment, Fang really showed the bearing that a supreme master should have, and it was no longer something that ordinary martial artists could bear.

Because the rivers and lakes are like this, in the eyes of the world, these two people are destined to need a fight, but there has been no news of the two people facing each other, and they have not even heard any of the two people mention it.

One is the legend of the Tang Kingdom and Chu in those years, and the common people respected the Bian Bodhisattva in their mouths. One is a tycoon who is stealthy in Lingnan and influences the secession forces, and he is the only heir of the legendary Iron Spear King.

I don't know how many people on the rivers and lakes are looking forward to it, hoping to see the excitement of this battle, and the world is better than the mentality. However, Yang Jiong changed his name and surname to be unknown in Lingnan, and Bian Hao had several ups and downs, ups and downs in the Tang Kingdom.

Since the power struggle in Lingnan, Yang Jiong seems to be invisible, and has become a legend in Lingnan after Emperor Gaozu Liu Yan and the tyrant Pan Chongche. The stormy Bian Ho was first defeated by Pan Chongche, and then lost to Chudi, and was dismissed by the Southern Tang Dynasty several times since then, but because of his strong reputation in the rivers and lakes, Tang Guo has never dared to punish Bian Ho excessively.

Many people think that Bian Ho is actually inferior to Yang Jiong, but no one has seen Yang Jiong's current methods, so everyone is looking forward to a battle between the two. Ordinary high-rollers and knights on the rivers and lakes can only lead two people to the legends of their lives, and it is expected that the duel between the two people will be earth-shattering, but who can see this battle!

Now only the border city is alone.

No one thought that the two of them would meet like this, except for the servant Bian Cheng who had been following and serving Bian Hao, those injured had already been sealed by Bian Hao. Even the border city had no autonomy at all, so he could only watch the two of them leave the big camphor tree and fly over the hillside where the big battle had just taken place.

The tornado currents under the feet of the two men gradually turned black, and that was because the hillside had just been burned, and the dust and dirt seemed to be swept into substance.

Two people may not have thought that they would meet in such a scene, and two people may not have thought that this may be the so-called fate and chance.

The two of them have no grievances in their lives, because the rivers and lakes have to face it. The two of them have nothing to do with each other in their lives, but as soon as they enter the rivers and lakes, they may be doomed to this ending.

People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes!

Looking at Yang Jiong tightly, Bian Hao felt a little like his eyebrows were dancing, and he seemed to faintly exude a high-spirited look.

"Rare! It's rare! Yang Jiong looked at Bian Hao with a laugh, and the hands that had been standing behind his back slowly came to the back of the face, and slowly seemed to hold something in front of him, and his fingers looked as white as jade.

After being slightly lower than his eyes, Yang Jiong stopped his hands, as if quietly admiring the pair of crystal clear palms. Bian Hao's face was like an ancient well, and he couldn't see any demeanor, and he became more and more solemn.

"Although a certain family is famous for its marksmanship, but with the deepening of his understanding, I remember that Wang Shi once said that the world's sharp weapons, swords, guns, swords, and halberds seem to be unbreakable, but in fact, they will also be subject to the shape of all things. To really do everything without breaking, the only way to refine the form of the body is to be a god, and a certain feeling has abandoned weapons for many years! However, it was an opportunity a year ago to truly make all things a tool! Yang Jiong looked at Bian Hao quietly, his face unchanged and thoughtful.

"Originally, I thought that Brother Bian was burdened by the military of mundane things, and his cultivation would inevitably be hindered, but at this time, I had to sigh about the way of cultivation, how could I just look at what I thought." But Yang Jiong didn't feel uneasy or fluctuating at all, and looked directly at Bian Hao with a smile: "For this encounter, a certain family has waited for more than ten years, so I am looking forward to seeing Brother Bian's Nirvana Finger!" But Brother Bian, don't despise the hands of a certain family now! ”

The confrontation between masters should have had no fixed moves and so-called forms for a long time. The two of them talked like old friends, and there was no indication that the two of them were going to engage in the most powerful duel of their time.

The two of them seem to be breezy and calm, but in fact, they are showing their best experience and best state. Because no one wants to leave a dead knot of cultivation in their hearts because of their own negligence. One breath can be a showdown, and one breath can be a battle of life and death.

Yang Jiong doesn't want to, Bian Hao shouldn't want to do it even more!

But this battle seems to have to be fought!

The two people I met, although I thought about each other countless times in each other's hearts, never met. Even if you haven't seen it, you have already understood each other, the other party's skills, the other party's habits and even behavior.

Therefore, when Bian Hao saw Yang Jiong for the first time, he seemed to have understood that this person was the person he should meet in his fate.

Are both of them ready!

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Jumping onto a boulder by the stream, the moonlit mountains seemed to be in sight. He Xiaoyao looked back behind him, Yongzhou City was dotted under the mountains, and he couldn't see the appearance of the big war he had suffered a few days ago.

Several collapsed city gates have been re-erected under the command of the soldiers, and the people of the city have settled down again under the call of the army to join the army. He Xiaoyao divided the army under his name into several teams, and all of them were sent to ambush at various passes, waiting for the arrival of Zhang Wenbiao in Hengzhou.

Yongzhou City, under the management of Ma Yu, the temporary secretary in charge, arranged dozens of arresters to serve as personnel to maintain law and order. He Xiaoyao is actually a bare-bones commander now, but this is enough for Yongzhou City now.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he looked at Qu Weixian who was following beside him, and the two of them nodded.

There was silence ahead, and the silence was astonishing.

He Xiaoyao was not the boy of the day, with the study of Shiwu, Yang Jiong, and even Mr. Guiyuan, his cultivation has already made a qualitative leap, otherwise how could he get into the eyes of Qinzhuang. He naturally sensed the strangeness around him, and thinking of what Mr. Guiyuan said at the beginning, He Xiaoyao waved his hand to stop everyone from moving forward.

Beasts are naturally keen, and hunters should know this, not to mention that this is a xenomorph that is said to have survived for more than a hundred years. People of this era will not hesitate to believe that this golden forty-eight festival has become a refinement.

If there was only one special person in this era, Lingnan Emperor Liu Jixing, he might laugh at this idea in everyone's heart. But since his own soul possession crossed over to King Wei, he didn't dare to be in awe of these things.

What's more, in this era of believing in gods and ghosts, such an action is undoubtedly an act of exterminating goblins, not an ordinary person, where would they dare to do such a thing.

Although he didn't see these people in Qin Zhuang, He Xiaoyao had no doubt that they should be not far ahead.

Is it that the goblin has come out, He Xiaoyao actually has a trace of excitement in his heart! That's right, it's an inexplicable excitement, but there is not the slightest worry.

"This place is dangerous, please don't come for the time being!" Mr. Guiyuan's voice slowly sounded in his ears, which made He Xiaoyao naturally stop, and his skills had not yet reached the realm of sound transmission and secret, so he had to stand in place with everyone.

"Brother He, quickly retreat!" Qin Zhuang's voice sounded intermittently: "It is difficult to distinguish friend and foe here, there are many hidden masters, you have a heavy responsibility so as not to hurt the innocent!" His skills are obviously not as good as Mr. Guiyuan, but he was able to warn He Xiaoyao in time, which still moved He Xiaoyao standing on the stone.

He Xiaoyao was about to signal everyone to rest in place, when suddenly a voice came from his ears.

It's a sound that changes slowly from low to high. It seems to have existed between heaven and earth, first whispering in the ears that is inaudible, and then it seems to slowly become clear and audible, and then gradually reverberates between heaven and earth.

This is a kind of Buddhist chanting! He Xiaoyao's father was a disciple of Buddhism, so He Xiaoyao studied the Buddhist mastery of the Yijin Sutra since he was a child, and he naturally had a sense of chanting in this Buddhism.

This subtle induction actually made He Xiaoyao ecstatic, because he actually felt that this sound entered his ears, making his whole body comfortable, and the true qi in his body actually worked quickly. The small week, which usually requires meditation to run, can be completed in less than a few breaths at this moment.

In other words, less than a quarter of an hour at this moment is enough to repair in a few days in ordinary times. How could He Xiaoyao not know the wonderful use of this thing, and when he looked at Qu Weixian, he saw that he seemed to have some kind of resonance in it, so he didn't bother him.

He Xiaoyao was standing on the stone, standing with a knife and closing his eyes. This is a great opportunity, where would He Xiaoyao care about other things, so he stood there and let the true qi in his body run rapidly, constantly impacting the meridians of the whole body, and then converging in the dantian in the body.

The slow singing began to slowly accept, and then immediately resounded in every corner of the surroundings, ethereal and far-reaching, as if it had entered the hearts of everyone present and invaded everyone's hearts.

How much past and how much hate! A little bit of sorrow!

He Xiaoyao led his guards and Qu Weixian to stand under the stream, only two hundred meters away from everyone. Here, Qin Zhuang was still standing at the entrance of the cave, the golden forty-eight knots were unscrupulously spitting, absorbing the essence of the cold moon, Feng Biwei, Mr. Guiyuan, Nan Fenghan, and Yu Ni were all unmoving.

These people in Yinjiabao and Lianyunzhai didn't dare to move, but when everyone heard the sound of Zen chanting in their ears, they knew that someone was coming again, and it must be a Buddhist monk. For a while, everyone had their own thoughts, although they didn't know whether they were friends or foes, but at least this matter became complicated again.

Listening to this melodious Zen singing, at this moment, in everyone's heart, it seems that there is a picture suddenly, and the rolling red dust in their minds has emerged.

A hundred years is like a dream, and in an instant, there are memories of the past, the replay of the happy rivers and lakes of the past, and the origin of grievances and hatreds. I all remembered the most memorable thing in my life, and the most memorable person in my life!

This burst of melodious singing slowly evokes the past in people's hearts, and evokes the most unbearable and gratifying past in their hearts. The rolling red dust is like purgatory, but the vast human heart is like a demon, how can the laity get rid of the red dust, and they are obsessed with this red dust.

The singing sound makes people feel like they are in a fantasy world, and the singing sound is like the sound of heaven, which seems to be invisible and illusionary, making people feel like they are real and illusory. Here the end of the world is true, then where is it false! If life here is false, then where is it true!

The sound of singing all over the mountain is endless, and the voice seems to sound quite old and far-reaching, but it has the pleasure of a clear sound, and the sound is staggered but not surprising. It seems to come from the beginning of eternity, and it seems to come naturally from the bottom of people's hearts.

Everyone stared closely at this golden forty-eight section, for fear that if one negligence was made, it would disappear. But to its surprise and disappointment, it seemed to suddenly shake its head when the chanting became louder, and a pair of emerald eyes swept around, and then continued to swallow clouds and smoke at the moon.

"Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, when he walks in the deep waves of Prajnaparamita. See that the five aggregates are empty, and overcome all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance, touch, no vision, and even no consciousness. There is no ignorance,,,,,, there is no terror, away from upside-down dreams, and nirvana. The Buddhas of the Three Worlds, Iphara Paramita ,,,,,,"

The voice is long and subdued, and it is getting deeper and deeper in people's ears, and I feel that this singing is becoming more and more melodious. It was as if this voice should exist between heaven and earth, without the slightest sense of disobedience and inappropriateness.

At the beginning, when some people heard this chanting, they only felt that the true qi in their bodies was shaking, and gradually calmed down in a trance. Of course, there are also people who feel comfortable from the beginning, just like He Xiaoyao who is standing downstream at the moment.

It seems as if there is another sound in the air, intertwined and fused with this singing, one after another, without the slightest pause or disobedience. The endless sound makes it all more mysterious.

Singing is a unique study of Buddhism, usually chanting the Buddha with the sound of Zen singing, you can calm your mind and calm your mind, and you can practice diligently, which is really the only way to practice Buddhism.

Now the sound of Zen chanting is more deeply rooted in my mind, and it greatly produces a feeling of washing distracting thoughts. The sound actually sounds about the same size, but everyone's feelings are very different. It is true that the higher the cultivation in the body, the deeper the feeling at the moment.

Ordinary people still seem to hear the Zen singing, melodious and pleasant. However, to those who were present to practice, it sounded a different story.

It's just because it seems that after hearing this voice in the ears, it seems to burrow into the body. After entering the ear, it turned into a stream of air, and in an instant, it entered the body, and the meridians became true qi, like a breeze and a stream poured into the body, which was simply everywhere.

On the one hand, it stabilized and reconciled the true qi in the body, making the original true qi in the body stronger. On the one hand, he flew lively and stirred up the thoughts in his body, and he was like a heavenly demon who confused people's hearts.

There is a great thought that is a demon, and a thought is the feeling of a Buddha.

Some people felt as if they were about to get up and fly away under this sound, but another voice wanted to suppress their bodies and hold them tightly. It was his previous cultivation and potential demons that had clashed with each other at this moment. The more powerful and profound the cultivation of the true qi internal force, the more uncomfortable it is in the body and thoughts.

The singing continued, and the pain and suffering seemed to have no end to it. Some people are happy and some people are sad, and their hearts will not be affected if they are not affected, but how many people can be like this?

The sound is actually not big, but it is melodious and far-reaching to everyone's ears, as if it is like saying the Dharma, which makes people feel the comfort of enlightenment, and it spreads to everyone's heart, and it can't be erased even if you want to, it is really subtle and unspeakable.

The mountain streams draw, the beasts in the forest sneer, and everything is quiet. It seems that all of a sudden, this place has become a spiritual platform, a square inch of enlightenment.

Confused, trance-like, and even more relaxed. It seems to hope that this sound will not stop, or as if this sound is what it should be in life. If it suddenly disappears, I don't know what will happen.

No one knows, because the sound does not stop, and the person is already confused!

Although Nan Fenghan's actions have always been criticized by the Central Plains Daomen, after all, what he practices is also the true secret of Taoism, and there seems to be no change when he stands there, but in fact, earth-shaking changes have taken place in his heart.

The Yan Ni on the side seemed to have a heart to mind with him, and she didn't move around his body, and the true qi in the two people's bodies actually fused with each other. The two of them were surprised in their hearts, knowing that if it weren't for the two of them, they were afraid that they would plant a fight in the hands of this person.

If it weren't for the Golden Forty-Eight Festival in front of greed, I was afraid that I would have scared away this xenomorph, but I was afraid that according to Nan Fenghan's temperament, he would have already had an attack.

Looking at the people present coldly, knowing that these people didn't know the origin of the other party, Nan Fenghan couldn't help but grin thinly, a powerful momentum slowly accumulated in his heart, but the voice was already echoing in the air in the distance.

"Which Buddhist Gaode is here, Nanfeng Han of Paradise Island is here, why don't you show up and see it!" His voice seemed to come from the sky, not salty and not light, fluttering from the outside in, as if someone in the sky was asking, but it was an extremely advanced stunt.

Sure enough, everyone in the audience couldn't help but look at him when they heard his voice. Everyone knows that they underestimated Nan Fenghan's strength, but they are afraid that the cultivation of this blissful old monster has reached an extremely high level, and everyone secretly made a comparison in their hearts.

Suddenly, there was a slight change in the field, and the golden forty-eight sections, which had been swallowing clouds and spitting fog, suddenly stopped, as if they had found something, and slowly turned their heads and looked around. Seeing this sudden movement, everyone couldn't help but feel nervous.

The most nervous person was actually Nan Fenghan, and his face couldn't help but tighten. He was originally extremely conceited about his cultivation, and he originally thought that his voice would not be alarmed, but he didn't expect that it would actually make this alien species alert. At this moment, he forgot everything, staring closely at the Golden Forty-Eight Festival, watching every subtle move of it, for fear that it would run away.

The chanting continued, but it seemed to be getting closer and closer. Everyone knows that this Buddhist master is about to appear. Although this master's skills are awe-inspiring, no one pays attention to it, because this golden forty-eight festival has slowly shrunk and seems to be about to take action.

A monk dressed in moon white and a bell suddenly appeared on top of a huge maple tree. He has a huge figure, a bright head that is particularly eye-catching in the moonlight, and a big-eared face with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, which is very natural.

In particular, he was barefoot, with his hands folded, and he was chanting incessantly, and it was from his mouth that Buddhist scriptures came out of his mouth. What was surprising under the moonlight was that because he was carrying the moonlight on his back, the bright moonlight shone from behind him, and he was bathed in the Buddha's light in a trance.

The whole person is like a Buddha coming to the world. It makes people worship on the ground.