Chapter 532 Lihua Mountain is magnificent. Floating islands hang in the air. The sky above in the distance. There seemed to be a golden sun shining magnificently.
But only those who know the truth will know. That's not a sun at all. Even the brilliance of the sun.
In this area, it will not have any impact on the environment here. That sun-like thing floating in the sky.
It is a fairy treasure. At the same time, it is also the core of the Dharma-protecting formation here. As long as I have this fairy treasure to protect me.
Then break the barrier here. It's almost impossible to do. This is also common sense shared by the three races.
The holy places of each of the three tribes. Unless Mahayana joins forces to attack. Otherwise, there will be no devastating blow at all.
And can Mahayana take action easily? Of course not. Therefore, although the three tribes each have their own plans and threats.
But the three tribes firmly believe that the fire will never be extinguished. This is also the fundamental reason for the balance of the three races. Of course, Mahayana cannot act at will.
But below Mahayana, they can act independently. I can’t tell which day it will be. When will someone really break this balance?
Or combine vertically and horizontally. Or maybe someone destroyed the Great Wall themselves. But until that moment comes. The three tribes can only maintain such a balance.
This is the case with the Mount of Saints where the Holy Law Church is located. The brilliance on the All Saints Mountain makes it almost impossible for outsiders to get a glimpse of it.
Because, under the cover of this fairy treasure. The outside world sees everything here. It was almost like looking at the sun.
Everything is in the light. Everything is extremely clean. This is the hope of all humanity.
It is also the source of fire for the human race. And the reason why the Mountains of All Saints are so called. But it's not because this place is really just a mountain.
On the contrary, there are several major peaks here. But more of them are various floating islands. Each of these floating islands is a blessed place.
The space in it may even not obey the laws of physics at all. For example, a seemingly small floating island.
It's possible to get into it. Only then will we find out. The area there turned out to be no less than a large mountain. Some floating islands are even tens of thousands of square kilometers in size.
Among them, mountain lakes form their own system. You can also use the power of the Dharma Protector Immortal Treasure to control the day, night, winter and summer here at will.
It completely feels like a small world. Therefore, this kind of floating island is also called a blessed land. In the blessed land here.
These great monks can enjoy flowers during the day. Watch the moon at night. Watching the rain in spring. Watching the snow in the winter moon. The scene changes in a single thought.
And it's on one of the floating islands. But I saw a hill covered with pear blossoms. In this blessed land.
Obviously, this hill is not as tall as the other mountains. But this mountain seems to be the core of the entire blessed land.
Because no matter how hard the people on other mountains work. They couldn't even get a glimpse of the mountain.
Of course, they can't do that. Because that is undoubtedly the greatest blasphemy to the owner of this blessed land.
The others looked at this Fulihua Mountain. In addition to reverence, there is reverence. Because this is the status of the owner of this floating island.
At this moment, in a small courtyard on this hill. In a small bookstore. roll. Yes, this is a paper book.
However, the things on this scroll are not simple words. It seems that this should be a text that has been lost and used for a long time.
But this monk looked at it extremely carefully and carefully. In fact, it seems that he is afraid of missing any details.
This monk seemed to be only about thirty years old. This is a very mysterious age.
If it's too light. Obviously, there will be a lack of majesty. And if you are too old, you will look a little unattractive.
So, thirty. Must be thirty. This seems like a good age. It is also an age that people can like.
And this monk was wearing a black earth-colored robe. This kind of clothes. As long as the skin color has the slightest blemish.
That is also uncontrollable. But this monk looks good in it. It seems that he should be wearing robes of this color.
Moreover, the color of this robe also makes the monk's lips appear plumper and fuller. Although the full head of black hair was also styled in a bun.
But most of the hair is spread casually. Although it seems a little imprecise. But combined with that kind of temperament, it suddenly looks full of natural and harmonious rhythm.
The monk just sat here quietly. But it seems that one person can become a landscape. A scenery that no mortal can look directly into.
And the environment here is really quiet. Not even a servant. There is indeed no need for this.
This monk has any needs. Just a thought. Whatever you want, you can do it instantly.
And those things, if someone does it for you. On the contrary, it will break the artistic conception here. Yes, that's true.
The closest servant is also in Zhuangzi at the foot of the mountain. Only the master's needs will appear in this neighborhood.
It could even be the existence of these servants. It’s not so much about serving people. More than anything, it is just something that exists because of necessity.
After all, according to the identity of the monk. Only these people can match his identity. But these are actually for monks.
None of it matters. Yes, these things are really no longer important to the monks. In front of the monk's cultivation.
All needs are just the manifestation of desire. Of course, he also has things he needs to do.
At this moment, his incarnations are also moving according to his layout. Yes, this is the ability of a monk.
It can even be said that for him, this ability only exists out of necessity.
Right now, he seemed to only care about the book he was reading. It's like this book is what he really cares about.
But even though he was so concerned, he still seemed to have many things he didn't understand about the book. But the monk was patient.
He doesn't care about time. Time, for his longevity. It seems that ordinary time does not have much meaning.
It's like this place will always be like this, and the years will go by quietly. Sunlight scattered. bright and clean. The fragrance is heavy.
There is even the fragrance of pear blossoms floating in the distance. And just then. Do not know what is the reasons of that. The wind in this small hall suddenly became stronger.
Of course, this will not affect the monk's interest in reading. He didn't move. It's just the little finger of the right hand, I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional.
Suddenly it moved slightly. Then, he became quiet again. His face was quiet. The smell of books remains.
But that breeze seemed very dishonest. Yes, it's just so dishonest. Not only did the breeze not stop there.
But he seemed to be getting more restless. This fierce wind. Suddenly the curtain of the study was lifted.
At the same time, the original incense of the birds was also torn to pieces. But the monk still turned a blind eye.
It seemed that, for him, this was a breath of fresh air. It should appear at this time. Not only does it not disrupt his movements.
Not even a trace of his mind would be affected. It actually happened. He is stronger than he is, and the breeze blows on the hills; he is horizontal when he is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river; but the gust of wind does not seem to know how to restrain it.
He also seemed to feel the monk's attitude. Therefore, he became even more unscrupulous. As a result, he not only became more energetic.
Even the monk's hair was tied up. Finally, the monk frowned slightly. At the same time, he sighed and said: "If you have something to say, just say it. Haha, I didn't expect it to happen twice. You can even come in here. But, aren't you afraid that this breath will be killed directly?" I don't know what he said. To whom it was said.
Anyway, the monk didn't raise his head. He continued to look at the book in his hand. Anyway, he didn't even raise his eyelids.
At the same time, his voice is actually not loud. It's like, he knows. No matter how loud he speaks.
There won't be a trace of sound coming out. It's like, he knows. No matter how quietly he speaks. That person can also hear generally.
And as the monk's words fell. The gust of wind suddenly stopped. Then, suddenly, a ball of pitch-black black energy appeared out of thin air.
I don’t know what this black energy is made of. Anyway, he just appeared out of thin air. However, it slowly turned into a human form.
A black humanoid figure. A completely lifeless human form. This humanoid figure cannot be seen clearly. You can only see that he is also wearing a strange style robe.
Everything else seems to be in the haze. And what's even more strange is. This black shadow didn't even have any other breath.
Yes. This dark shadow seemed to appear out of thin air. There was no trace of life. At the same time, there is no trace of death.
This black shadow actually has no breath at all. Yes, there are no other smell impurities at all.
There is no smell whatsoever. He exists. So he exists. Really, it seemed like he was just existing.
If not seen by eyes. It's even impossible to find any sign of such a thing here.
And heard the monk's words. The shadow man slowly condensed into shape. Then he suddenly smiled and said: "Haha, this is not your temple. There is nothing that cannot be entered. Moreover, where does my spiritual thought want to appear? Who can really stop me." This voice was very serious. calm.
All I could tell was that it was a man's voice. Others couldn't hear anything at all. That's right, this man's voice didn't even contain any emotion.
Yes, this voice is very stable. Obviously, he was talking about something that should make him proud.
It also seemed to be saying something that made him show off enough. But, in his voice. But there was no emotion at all.
This scene is really weird. It seems that everything can distinguish the feelings. They have all disappeared.
Make people sound. It sounds like there is a strange sense of holiness. Yes, there is a sense of sacredness.
Makes it sound like there is only one feeling. If, if there really is a god. Then the voice of God should generally be like this.
At this time, the monk's words also came over.
"Haha, that's very impressive. Anyway, if I want to enter your place, I can't do this to you. It seems that your methods are really good. If I have the chance, it seems that I really need to learn from you. ." The monk continued without raising his head.
He seemed to be talking to himself again. These words seemed to be spoken casually by him. Just, when he said learn it.
Obviously, the shadow man's eyes moved. Yes, although this shadow man has no face.
No emotion. Even if you look closely, you will feel that he is very hazy. But just now, that moment.
His eyes really seemed to move. What he seemed to say to the monk
"Study" is very scary. But the monk didn't seem to notice this. Anyway, just starting.
He speaks as he speaks. It was as if he had been talking to himself the whole time. Yes, his eyes have never changed.
The pages of the book have not changed. It's not even clear whether he is really reading a book at this moment. Read a book, so why not turn the pages.
Could it be that the content on this page is too profound? So you can't turn over? Or maybe he was actually observing the shadow man.
But if you don't look at people, what's going on? These things are so abnormal. But such an abnormal thing.
But it really happened here. But the monk continued very naturally: "I thought you all liked the light. After all, you don't always say you should believe in the light." This sentence seemed to make the shadow man return to his home court.
He found his niche again. It was back to an area he could handle. So at this time, he seemed to be calm and said: "Where there is light, there must be dark shadows. Where there is sun, there must be night. This is the truth that God brought to the world. Only those who truly understand light. Only then will you understand darkness better." This man said plausibly.
Although he still had no expression. There was no emotion in his voice. But between the lines, there is still a sense of indifference and superiority.
After hearing this, the monk finally had his first expression. Although he still didn't raise his eyes to look at the black shadow.
He didn't speak to the shadow either. But the corners of his mouth twitched. He is laughing. He was scoffing.
Yes, he smiled. Although, this smile is hidden. But he actually laughed. Just because he felt that something was really ridiculous here.
"Haha, you are really good at pretending." These words caught the shadow man off guard. He really didn't expect that he would be the top of the human race.
A lawyer with enough eight stars can actually say such dirty words without restraint. this.
. For the shadow people. There are simply too few. Remember the last time he heard such words. That was last time.
Yes, last time. He didn't sigh for too long. Just listen to the monk continue to say: "Haha, for a while, I hope that when your spiritual thoughts are destroyed, you can also think more about this truth. In fact, your statement actually makes me think that you should be a black night." This monk As soon as he opened his mouth, he said that the shadow man's spiritual thoughts would be destroyed.
This is really surprising.
