Raiders White Moonlight Master

Chapter 111

The town was devastated, and the corpses that were too late to clean up lay on their backs on the broken bricks and stones. The skinny and hungry old man next to him suddenly moved his cloudy eyes, trembling and shoving another person: "Old man, the sound of the piano..."

The piano sounded three times, and the tone was unremarkable, just like a beginner playing randomly, but it made people feel refreshed.

However, those who heard it were shocked.Ling Qing stood in front of the Lingyun Sect's mountain gate. In front of him was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. The disciples of the school were wounded and were fighting hard. At the first blow, he thought he felt wrong. Until the second and third sounds, he swung his sword flying to block them. The demons on the road ahead gave the monks a way to breathe, facing the direction of Kunlun Mountain, "The sound of the zither is..."

Lingqing muttered to himself, a certain conjecture crazily rolled into his mind like weeds, reminding himself that he was not dreaming, "It's Chongming," Lingqing had heard what Chongming's appearance meant.

In the past, a gleam of radiance jumped from the branch to the stone table next to him, and Shen Baixing suddenly felt light. He watched the light slowly grow and fade, and turned into a shape that looked like a harp but not a harp. Snow-white silk threads Stretch out from the streamer, and when the wind blows, it makes a hollow and ethereal sound.

As soon as he heard it, Shen Bai was lucky that the Lingtai was clear, he raised his leg, and walked out of the tree trunk like that.He looked at Chongming with soft eyes, treating him like his own child, flicking his fingers from one end to the other.

At the right time, the light of the sun broke through the sea of ​​clouds from the dark blue sky and leaked into the sky of the past. The big tree and the Yaoguang Temple cast huge shadows on the ground, but Shen Baixing and Chongming had nothing around them.He stopped stroking the strings, and stretched his five fingers towards the direction of the light, but he saw that the palm was thin and transparent, whether it was beautiful or not, it was too unreal.

The green leaves fluttered down from the branches, passing through Shen Baixing's palm without hindrance, he smiled knowingly.Chongming is different from Wanggui, the latter was conceived from the nature of heaven and earth, and Chongming is a part stripped from him.In the distant memory, I also had this feeling once, but that time I didn't have a dream and didn't transform into a tree, only Ying Xuan stood in front of him invincibly alone.

"It's been a long time, and I've forgotten what you look like." Shen Baixing slowly sat under the tree, pushing the long hair on his chest back to his shoulders.On the white jade-like fingers, the two strands of hair had a hazy texture lingering in the dawn, but it was enough for him to realize the reality of his hair loss.

Shen Baixing didn't expect that he would also have a day when heaven and man would decline.

He didn't need to do much, just close his eyes, and he could feel the long-lost familiarity. This feeling taught him how to let Chongming play the role of a divine weapon.He seemed to have stepped into the realm of emptiness in an instant, surrounded by pitch black, and a ball covered with spots appeared out of thin air, and when he looked carefully, he found that most of the covered part was blue.

The fairy in white wanted to wipe off the dirt on the blue ball.

The thought took shape, a beam of spiritual light rushed out from the side of the green leaves and silver flowers, Haohai's magic power knocked the branches and leaves upside down, the tiles on the roof of the Shaking Light Temple were rattling, and at the moment when he was about to leave the room, there was a strange calm down.

Fortunately, Shen Bai was not moved by the wind, and he was in the center of power. His robe and long hair only swayed slightly, as if he would be able to ride the wind and leave in the next moment.

The beam of light connects the sky and the earth up and down, and the bang almost makes people suspect that the sky and the earth have been pierced.

The change in Kunlun Mountain caused a sensation in China. Anyone who is not blind can see the beam of spiritual light from the past life spreading outward.It is like a huge flower bud, which is slowly blooming, and the strings become the fine stamens of this flower, sneaking into cities, mountains, rivers, rivers and lakes with the movement of light.

In Shen Baixing's vision, the soft silk thread wrapped around every part of the blue ball, and then disappeared.He put his hand on it as if feeling something, with a pious expression, a bit like a mortal praying to a Buddha statue, "In my name, bestow the mountains and rivers in good health."

The low voice has become a magic weapon to change the day and day. In the past, the birth was the center, and the dazzling white light swayed in a ring.

The flashes of swords, swords, and killing battles all stopped for a moment.

Bai Chang was fighting with the demons, watching the sneak attacking Mo Mei about to pierce Nan Gongluo's waist from behind, his eyes were so horrified that his eyes were tearing apart, a piece of white rushed over, almost blinding his eyes, the speed It's almost impossible to see what it is.

Changes are made visible to the naked eye.

The soil stained with layers of blood gave off a stench, and drops of red like water vapor emerged from it.

"What is this?"

"Look!" Someone pointed to a corpse on the ground.

I saw dead people and beasts like old things, and the wind blew and scattered them into a cloud of dust.Song Liuyan moved her nose, followed by an inexplicable fragrance, and her eyes fell on the ashes of the corpse.

At the same time, the hot wound on her arm was slowly healing, and the black devilish energy on it shook a few times, gradually disappearing like an old man in his dying years.Not only her, but all the families of Xianmen felt the changes in their bodies, the injured improved, and the exhausted were full of energy.

On the other hand, the demons, except for Lord Killer, those strange monsters looked like they were on fire, their skin turned black, and their magic power and life were being deprived of something.

"Master! Help..."

A demon clan burned to ashes in front of Song Liuyan. She followed the direction in which Song Liuyan stretched out his hand for help, and saw Lord Killing Immortal who turned his back to her without saying a word.

The scarlet eyes were embedded in Shan Yuan's razor-sharp face, and in his chaotic brain, several voices were arguing, making him extremely irritable and full of hostility, wishing to destroy everything in his vision.When the white light came, the body moved one step ahead of the consciousness, and Shan Yuan used magic to protect himself firmly.He was immersed in a world of restlessness and malice, thinking like a prisoner trapped in a cage, unable to escape, and day after day, he was stared at more and more seriously.

He vaguely remembered that when he came out of the cage to breathe, he saw a man in white standing beside him and talking to him.It's just that with the increasingly serious anxiety, he forgot the appearance of the people around him, lost his true self, and was driven by other voices to do one appalling evil thing after another.

He was struggling in one world, unable to see the death of his subordinates, and the blood stains covering the ground dried up and cracked, revealing the original color of the soil.The life without the corruption of the magic energy reappeared. Every leaf, drop of water, wind and even breath formed some kind of unknowable resonance with the past, spreading to thousands of households.This kind of wave that hits the soul directly makes the dying person take back the half leg that stepped into the gate of hell, and the dead person has no resentment, and quietly waits for rebirth on the road to Huangquan.

The light from the sky has already scattered over the Divine Land, but it looks so dim against the backdrop of the spiritual light from the past life.

"Master, the defeat of the demon clan is a good thing. Why do you look like you're going to cry?" Song Liuyan looked at the demons in the abyss who were wiped out in ashes, and before he was even a little happy, he caught a glimpse of Lingqing's eyes that were gradually turning red.

In my impression, this Mahayana master uncle has always had a cold face, not to mention red eyes, Song Liuyan blurted out his great curiosity.

Countless pairs of eyes fixed on Lingqing in the midst of Song Liuyan's voice, and the latter remained motionless, facing the direction of Kunlun Mountain.After a while, she heard her uncle ask: "Life and death, life corresponds to death. You have seen life, but have you seen death?"

Song Liuyan didn't understand what it meant, pointing to his classmates from dying to alive and kicking, the green mountains in the distance, and the bright sunlight overhead, and said: "Uncle Shi, everything is fine, how can there be death?"

"There is no life for no reason, somewhere you can't see, someone is bearing the price of another day."

She gestured to Lingqing's position and looked at the unreachable distance. After looking for a long time without finding any clues, she pushed Bai Chang's arm and asked, "Brother, do you know what is in this direction?"

Bai Chang's lips twitched a few times, "...Kunlun Mountain is dead."

As Lingqing said, using Chongming is not free, it is burning Shen Bai's few remaining lives.At the beginning of the Chongming Dynasty, it looked like a guqin, but it was not in essence. The vibrations it emitted were collected from all things in nature. To be precise, the earth was used as the surface of the qin, and the birds, beasts, and mortal monks growing on it could form a unique "string." ".Once someone has the ability to activate these "strings", a strange and powerful fluctuation will be formed, giving the entire Shenzhou a chance to be revived.

In Taixu, the voice of heaven came from all sides, "You are going to return to heaven and earth."

"Well," Shen Baixing put his hands on the blue ball, his whole figure was like a candle that was about to melt, emitting its last light and heat.

"This is an unshirkable responsibility as the master of the past." Tiandao said without any ups and downs. "After a hundred, a thousand or ten thousand years, the heavens and the earth will give birth to another one, who will enter the master and die in the sky."

This is the first time Shen Baixing heard about his own background from Tiandao, he twitched the corners of his mouth, "Which one am I?"

In Taixu, the mass of qi moved repeatedly, Shen Baixing guessed that Tiandao was thinking about the answer to this question, but after thinking for a long time, the answer he gave was comparable to nothing, Tiandao said: "I can't remember clearly, the heaven and the earth first opened and the birth of heaven existed."

"What about Shan Yuan and Ying Xuan? They look exactly alike, there must be a reason"

"The successors of every unicorn look like this."

Shen Baixing touched his own face, and continued to ask: "The master of each passing day also looks like me?"

"No," Tiandao denied very decisively, "The appearance of the master of the past is not the same. If you have to distinguish between high and low, it depends on the luck of the world during his birth. The better the luck, the more exquisite the person will be. "

Shen Baixing: "..." His appearance is so casual.

Tiandao: "Don't be dissatisfied. When the world first opened, luck was thin, and the first one I brought was ugly."

"Then I have to thank you."

Tiandao didn't hear the sarcasm, and said: "No, if Shan Yuan is still alive after you die, and he works hard with all his heart, the next master Bao Buqi will be prettier than you."

Shen Baixing felt that he could no longer chat with Tiandao at the end of his life. This thing that operates according to the rules can irritate people to death.

The word "Shan Yuan" is like poison into the bone marrow, and even if you die, you still can't get rid of it.This temporary apprentice has been with him for decades, and at the same time, he has a love affair with Shen Baixing. He wants to meet again before leaving.

Shen Baixing put his eyes on the small blue ball, and the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers seemed to be kneaded into a short distance by one hand, allowing him to find the apprentice in Lingyun Mountain at a glance.The situation of Shan Yuan is really not good. Although the effect of Chongming Duren has caused him harm, Lord Killing Immortal itself is a source of moving magic energy, so I can only see layers of magic energy dissipating and reappearing. Scattered again.

As if feeling that someone was looking at him, Shan Yuan raised his head.

Those scarlet eyes were completely exposed.

Shen Baixing sighed, Shan Yuan's current appearance made him, a master, feel compassionate, "We are master and student, and also partners. May you stay away from darkness from now on, and stay with the light forever."

These words penetrated thousands of mountains and rivers, and reached Shan Yuan's ears. The restless sea of ​​consciousness calmed down for a moment, and everything about Shen Baixing broke out of the cage and occupied Shan Yuan's brain.He looked at the clear blue sky, the sun was shining on his body, he felt unprecedented fear for no reason, and disappeared in front of the Lingyun Sect's mountain gate.

"'Chongming' is specially applied to Shan Yuan, and you will die faster." Tiandao said calmly.

"You're going to die anyway."

The man in white under the green leaves and silver flowers opened his eyes, and Shen Baixing was surrounded by a huge beam of spiritual light. After a while, Shan Yuan appeared in black.

Shen Baixing showed a smile that reached his eyes, "You have to live well."

Through the beam of light capable of tearing everything apart, he vanished before Shan Yuan's eyes and became something who didn't know where.