Chapter 1113: A Hundred Battles
Changshan County.
A young man looked as usual and quietly walked into an ancestral hall.
The ancestral hall is not big, and even some are in disrepair, and the dappled sunlight penetrates through the cracks in the old door, and the young man slowly walks into the ancestral hall, which is full of spiritual positions.
The young man stepped forward, gently lit the candles around him, and at the same time took out a stick of incense, his face was calm, and his pupils reflected one spirit after another, and he knelt down violently.
"Father, mother, elders, ancestors and ancestors......"
"The only unfilial child Yang respectfully: The family is in decline, the child is struggling, it is difficult to rejuvenate the family business, and the guilt in his heart is unbearable, seeing that there is only one ancestral hall left in the ancestral house, and the hatred in his heart is difficult to ......"
“...... The enemy has not yet been found, and the unfilial child has changed his face and lived in the world, just to find a glimmer of life and make a comeback for my Yang family......"
"Now Your Majesty is preparing to open the Shenxiu Discussion Meeting, and the unfilial child Yang is going to go, and he can't visit the ancestors and ancestors day and night, his father and uncle, and he also hopes that Haihan under the nine springs is not filial......"
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After the young man finished speaking, he quietly watched the incense slowly burn out, he slowly opened his eyes, got up from the futon, dusted off the smoke on his body, and slowly closed the door of the ancestral hall.
The ancestral hall is still old, but the sunlight outside shines on the spiritual seat of the ancestral hall from the gaps, and the originally dark ancestral hall is shining brightly at this moment.
The young man left the ancestral hall, leaving only a back, and at the same moment, every step of the aura on his body was several times stronger than before!
A burning sword intent erupted from his body, the spirit of the whole person seemed to have been sublimated at this moment, and endless power poured into his body, his eyes slowly opened, and the violent heaven and earth vitality surged within three zhang of his body, the hot breath came, and the drumming breath poured into his body, and the originally simple and unpretentious peasant youth became sharp at this moment!
At this moment, he is no longer the boy who lives in the world, he is no longer the boy who hides in the ancestral house and cries quietly, his shoulders can already block the wind and rain.
He is the Great Sun Divine Sword that moves the world.
He is the only one in Yang.
Yang Wei wore a simple robe, walked out of the ancestral hall, and walked out of Changshan County, at this moment, the rivers and lakes were turbulent.
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Ningzhou, weak water county.
In a dilapidated temple, although the temple is dilapidated, but it is pure and natural, in this temple, there is a rare enshrinement of a Brahma Buddha, a handsome monk and a little monk are chanting scriptures.
The little monk's face was full of distress: "Senior brother, why did you change your Dharma name to Centering without authorization? I remember that your Dharma name is obviously Yuanxin, how did it become Centering? If the master knew that you had done this, I am afraid that he would inevitably be scolded." ”
The young handsome monk, seeing the little monk, immediately smiled and said: "Senior Brother Yuankong, after all, we are just outsiders, in this Dayu, it is not orthodox, our Brahma is in a corner, and the influence on the entire Central Plains is still too little, just this Dayu, there is almost no influence, if my Hanshan Temple wants to regain the prestige of the ancient Brahman, I still need to come out and deal with the people of the world, and the closed-door will only make myself more and more closed, and there is no meaning." ”
The little monk Yuankong was full of confusion, and said puzzledly: "Senior Brother Yuanxin, what I told you is obviously, why did you change the Dharma name without authorization, and how did you say this to your junior brother?"
The handsome monk's face suddenly did not move, like a green lantern ancient Buddha, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you are in love, what is the difference between the center of the circle? ”
"Senior brother, do you understand?" the young monk chuckled.
The little monk seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and clasped his hands together in ignorance and said: "Amitabha, the senior brother has great wisdom, and the junior brother has not yet understood it." ”
The young monk pursed his lips and chuckled, his face calm.
"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, and now is the time for my Hanshan Temple to fight, junior brother, let's go." The young monk lowered his eyebrows and said.
"Where are you going?" Yuankong was taken aback, he had just seen his senior brother, and this senior brother was going to drive him away?
The centering monk slowly walked out of the temple, a look of anger appeared on his face, and the Dharma body of the Angry Ming King behind him suddenly condensed, and a divine and transcendent aura floated out, only to see the Angry Ming King behind him suddenly spoke: "Go to Yanjing!"
Yanjing?
The little monk blinked and folded his hands.
Where is Yanjing?
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In the middle of the mountains.
A young man in a gorgeous costume slowly walked out of the mountains, the breath on his body was majestic and vast, and the vast aura emerged from his body, and a wicked smile appeared on his face:
"Yanjing City, Yanjing City, this son is here!"
A few old men next to him followed him, and an ancient dragon boat suddenly shuttled out of the void, and the ancient qi machine vented out of a dragon boat, as if it had found a breakthrough.
"I've seen a god!" The evil and demonic young man saw that on this ancient dragon boat, the phantom figure was standing, and immediately put away his cynical mentality, and turned to kneel down towards the figure reverently.
"Go, go......"
"Recovering the Glory of the Divine Sect ......"
"Spread the glory and splendor of the Divine Sect in the world, the Divine Sect needs them, and they also need the Divine Sect ......"
"Faith will never end!"
"Obey your decree!" The evil and bewitching young man stood up respectfully and said, the figure on the dragon boat disappeared violently, the young man slowly got up, the breath on his body became more and more violent, and the whole person was like an abyss demon god, drilling out of the cracks in the world, spying into this world!
"See the Evil God Prince!"
In the mountains, countless monks knelt down and saluted the young man.
"Let's go, Yanjing!" the demonic young man laughed.
Rumble!
The huge dragon boat burst out of the sky!
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Qingzhou, one yuan sect.
Zhuo Nansheng walked out of his small thatched house, Yu Shaoqing followed him, the two walked down the mountain together, and at the same time, other monks also went down the mountain, such as Shilong Daoren, Ling Tian, etc., at this moment, countless monks of the Yiyuan Sect left to go down the mountain and go to Yanjing!
Southern State.
"Yuanba, go, go, don't come back if you go......" An old man said with a smile on his face while lying on the sickbed.
A burly young man whimpered and looked at the old man.
"Master!" the young man cried in a low voice, "the apprentice is not going, the apprentice is not going! the apprentice wants to be with you all the time!"
"Go! You must go! Why don't you go?!" The old man who was dying suddenly struggled to get up, glared at him and shouted, "When the old man broke a hand there, you have to get it back for your teacher!"
I saw that the old man's left sleeve was empty, and he struggled to get up with his right hand.
"Yes, master!" the young man bowed bitterly.