The Buddha's chant that resounded throughout Chang'an City completely suppressed Hu's screams. The snow masses flowing everywhere melted under the irradiation of the Buddha's light, and Hu, who was disguised under the snow, also turned into fly ash.
This disaster that was supposed to cause mass casualties was over before it even began.
"Those who have the roots of good deeds planted by countless thousands of Buddhas and who, after hearing this chapter and even a single thought, have pure faith, Subhuti! The Tathagata fully knows and sees, and all sentient beings have such immeasurable attainments."
At Daci'en Temple, all the monks and pilgrims chanted Buddhist scriptures together. Venerable Kassapa sat under the golden body of the Buddha. As he sang, the scriptures in the scrolls of the Buddhist scriptures were engraved with golden characters, intertwined into a continuous hanging pattern. The flags cover all the chanters with a layer of Buddha's light, and then float away.
Ximing Temple, Hongfu Temple, Xingshan Temple, Wolong Temple, wherever the flags passed by, Buddhist sutras were chanted. For a moment, Chang'an in the snow seemed to be on the spiritual mountain in the west, especially solemn and solemn.
Zen Master Kong Shi opened his eyes and stopped turning the beads in his hand, looking a little absent-minded.
He raised his head and looked at the sky outside, then looked back at his master.
Venerable Kassapa closed his eyes and chanted sutras, as if the Buddha had come to the world, and the golden Buddha's light shone on him with dazzling brilliance. Zen Master Kongshi heard the master's instructions to him.
"Go ahead and do what you think is right and make your own path."
Zen Master Kongshi stood up from the futon, prostrated deeply in front of the Venerable Kasyapa, then stood up again and walked into the wind and snow outside.
On the top of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, who were tied in the world of wall paintings, ended their competition. They never imagined that the Chang'an City outside had changed drastically.
Disaster has come, but Chang'an City is obviously better protected than they imagined.
It’s not just the three hundred years of Fuxia. Since ancient times, in this land, some people have chased the sun in search of light, some have tasted all kinds of herbs in order to save lives and heal the wounded; some have released floods into the ocean, some have patched up the sky; Sacrificing one's life to seek the Dharma, someone prays for the people...
As long as humans still walk on this land, the backbone of the human race will still be there. Even the history compiled by emperors and generals cannot cover up their light.
"Senior brother, have you seen it? This is our human race. They are so fragile, but so strong. When difficulties come, there will always be someone who stands up and protects the lights of thousands of families behind them."
Looking at Chang'an City shrouded in Buddhist light, Li Chunfeng seemed a little excited.
"Remember when we first came down from the mountain to practice after learning, we also had the dream of traveling all over the world and wielding swords in the rivers and lakes. However, as our cultivation level increased day by day, all kinds of injustices in the world could no longer be tolerated by us. It’s in my eyes.”
Recalling his young years, the heart in Yuan Tiangang's chest that had been silent for a long time burst out with a strong impulse again.
"Senior brother, maybe we are all wrong. After getting rid of the mortal body, our hearts are still growing old, and the wear and tear of time continues on us, so no matter how we search, we can't find the direction of the immortal road. Senior brother, Have you seen everything that happened in the Daming Palace?"
Standing on the top of the tower and looking far away, the majestic Daming Palace was still reduced to ruins. On top of the ruins, the three of them used their bodies to bear the disaster that should have affected the entire city of Chang'an.
"That young man is the sword that we made up. In the past few months, the more I looked at him, the more I felt that he was just like us before, with the same high-spirited spirit, the same chivalrous heart, and the same sword courage. Qin Xin..."
"Ahem, junior brother, we can just know these words in private."
If Yuan Tiangang hadn't interrupted in time, Li Chunfeng's boastful words could have continued for half an hour.
"Senior brother, he is exactly what we expected him to be. He will not be eroded by time and will always have an innocent heart."
At this time, Amber, who was disguised in the heavy snow, was still disappearing in large areas. These tiny creatures that had awakened from ancient times were like locusts passing through, covering the sky and the sun for reinforcements. No one knew how many groups they had in the past. .
In the Daming Palace, blood flowed uncontrollably from the emperor's eyebrows, staining his originally upright face into a dilapidated state. After the luck in the core of the sky took away part of his lifespan. This broken dagger took away part of his life.
Within a day, a vigorous emperor grew old, with gray hair on his head and wrinkles appearing on his face.
Especially after losing those gray hazes of light, the passage of the emperor's life became even more obvious, and he almost lost all his sanity.
"Rebellious ministers and traitors, I have always respected the Buddha and respected the Tao in my Fuxia calendar, but today you stabbed me in the back. You are really audacious."
"Amitabha, Your Majesty, you are in love. We, Buddhist disciples, all have great aspirations to save all sentient beings. We will always stand in front of the people at dawn. Our position has never changed. It is your Majesty who stands opposite the people."
As soon as the emperor finished speaking, a man wearing a warrior monk's robe slowly walked up from behind Qingya. His resolute face had compassionate eyebrows. He was none other than Zen Master Kong Shi, whom Qingya was familiar with.
"Young Hero Qingya, Miss Qing'er, Lord Yanlong Mu, thank you for stepping forward and saving Chang An from danger."
After saying that, Zen Master Kong Shi bowed deeply to the three of them. Upon seeing this, Qingya immediately stepped forward to help him up.
"Zen Master must not do it. The last time I was thanked for the Zen Master's rescue, I was not rewarded. Today the monks have even tried their best to turn the tide and prevent the spread of this disaster. We really cannot afford the Zen Master's gift."
Just when Qingya and Kong Shi were courting each other, Hua Qing'er suddenly discovered that the heavy snow in the sky had stopped at some point.
"Qingya, the snow has stopped."
After Hua Qing'er reminded her, Qingya also ended her pleasantries with Kong Shi.
"Young hero Qingya, you must not be careless. The snow has stopped, but the Buddha's light has not stopped, and those things hidden in the snow have not disappeared yet."
As if to confirm Kong Shi's words, before his words could even be finished, a huge snowman stood up on the west side of Chang'an City.
His body shape is the same size as the giant beast of the Nine Ominous Soul-Eating Array, but its appearance is far from the naive snowman Qingya has seen before.
The snowdrifts all over its body are bulging, looking like strong muscles, but no one has muscles on their head, and there are countless ambers crawling chaotically in its empty eyes, making it impossible to look directly at it. Its body is short, but its hands and feet are very long. This reminds Qingya of the water spiders that can often be seen on the surface of the pond in summer evenings.
In short, these snowmen made of ancient amber are really unsightly.
"This is the first time I have seen such an ugly snowman. These snowmen are not only stupid, they are simply stupid."
Hua Qing'er was about to complain, but Qiu Chiyu scolded him first, so she nodded vigorously in agreement.
As if hearing someone scolding it for being stupid, the newly formed snowman jumped up high and fell towards the Qingya group of four without waiting for any movement.
In ancient times, Hu only existed as a vassal of the wild beasts. They did not have strong power, but when tens of thousands of them gathered together, they could change their appearance and superimpose even more powerful power.
The huge shadow covered everyone, but when it fell, it hit a golden halo. Looking from the inside of Qingya, a huge golden bell tightly covered them inside, even if the outside suffered such a strong Despite the impact, Qingya didn't feel any vibration inside.
Instead, the snowman was knocked over and flew out, falling to the ground far away.
However, the armor composed of heavy snow covered Amber's exterior thickly, and this impact could not cause any damage to them. After the snowman stood up again, he raised his two arms and whipped them wildly on the surface of the golden clock like a long whip, causing layers of ripples.
"Hey, little monk, please open your hood quickly. I'm going to blow it up with one punch. You're too arrogant."
Although he would not be harmed within the golden bell, Qiu Chiyu was still a little annoyed by his slightly aggrieved manner. Besides, the thumping sound of the golden bell was really disturbing.
So Kong Shi opened the golden bell, and just when Qiu Chiyu lit up the flames in his hands and was about to blast away, a flash of meteor flashed across the sky, and the snowman's long arms broke.
Because the knife came too fast, after the snowman's arms were broken, its body was still spinning due to the huge inertia. Without its arms, it lost its balance and fell heavily to the ground again.
After cutting off the snowman's arms with one blow, the sword light took advantage of the victory and chased away. I saw chaotic sword lights emerging in all directions, as if forming a sword formation, and the snowman was imprisoned in the formation. At this moment, I can only let others control me.
Soon, the light of the sword disappeared, and the huge snowman was chopped to pieces. At this time, Qiu Chiyu, who had endured for a long time, finally punched out, and the raging flames quickly burned the snowman's body, turning it into pieces. Become ashes.
Although Hu can change his body with huge numbers, they are still too weak, and the alliance formed by ants is still ants.
When everyone was wondering who it was, Qingya cupped his fists towards the direction where the sword light disappeared and thanked:
"Thank you, senior, for helping me. I'm very grateful to you, junior."
Yes, Qingya had seen such sword skills before, and the person who came was none other than Dragon Bird Military God, Xie Linlan, who had been sequestered in the space of Fengjiang Terrace all year round.
Xie Linlan, dressed in gray clothes and a bamboo hat, with an iron mask covering his face and holding a sword in front of him, did not respond to Qingya's gratitude. He turned to face the emperor not far away and severely rebuked:
"Li Jianmin, what are you doing? After destroying the Daming Palace, do you still want to take the lives of more than 500,000 people in Chang'an City? Do you still remember what you said when you took over the throne? You said you wanted to be a A good emperor who is admired by the world, is this what you are doing now?"
Xie Linlan's voice was as sharp and cold as a sword, piercing the emperor's heart. His face was covered with a gloomy look, and it was impossible to see through what he was thinking.
