After entering the realm of knowing fate, the Talisman was respected by the world as a divine Talisman. The reason is that the Talisman in this realm can break through the shackles between paper and pen, and change the unbearable combat power before knowing fate. He can use the world as a pen and write the talisman directly for combat, and his combat power is almost invincible between the same realm.

As soon as a divine talisman appeared in Moshan Mountain, the sharp aura in the center of the Buddha Hall was like a rock that broke people's heart. Shortly after she entered Zhiming, she resisted Zhao Nanhai's attack at the peak of Zhiming.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and Ning Que no longer distracted himself. He fought with Qi Nian with his sharp weapon.

It was at this time that Jun Mo ran over and smashed the formation with his sword, and loud noises came into the ears of the people in the Buddhist temple.

Baoshu's worrying formation broke, causing a major change in the situation today, and he held the Ullambell to join the battle.

Ning Que was at a disadvantage again. After a dangerous battle, Baoshu was not good at fighting in the Hanging Temple because he often lived in the Hanging Temple, so he seized the opportunity and grabbed Qi Nian at the cost of destroying seven small swords. He sent a small sword to penetrate Baoshu's thigh and forced him out of the battle.

Outside the hall, there was a loud noise of the Buddha statue in Washan cracking and falling to the ground. Jun Mo broke through most of the Buddha formation in the Washan Mountain with twenty swords. Li slowly came from the sword pavilion to support him, and instantly walked past the remaining Buddha formation. The Buddha formation broke, Jun Mo danced wildly with a sword and came to fight.

...

Jun Mo walked into Lanke Temple, and the yellow-clad monks who came from the hanging temple guarding around the Buddhist temple were chanting the Buddha's words. They smashed them with iron pestles and bronze bowls in their hands. Then, the practitioners who came to participate in the Yulan Festival also reacted, and countless flying swords in their lives brought out a hissing sound and stabbed them out.

Magic weapons and weapons are like dense rain and rapids.

Jun Mo waved his sleeves, and the energy of heaven and earth in the Lanke Temple was in chaos. The iron pestle and bronze bowl flew backwards, countless flying swords broke, and bursts of screams came from the field.

Jun Mo raised his sword, like a killing god on earth, killing towards the Buddhist temple, and all the way were blocked and killed.

The broken limbs outside the hall were flying randomly, and blood flowed into a river. In the Buddhist temple, Qi Nian seemed to see the tragic phenomenon outside the hall, and his eyes were firm. He opened and closed his lips, revealing half of his broken tongue.

After the beginning of the Yulan Festival, Master Qishan, who had been sitting in the depths of the hall without words, suddenly changed his expression. He looked up silently and looked at Qi Nian.

More than ten years ago, the eternal night was coming to the extreme north of the wasteland. The son of Hades came to the world. Qiming was gossiping and practicing silent meditation. He only spoke once except when he laughed. That time, when Ye Qi went to the Western Wilderness to kill him with a sword. He wanted to speak out and save his life because the first person in the preaching intervened, and he just opened his lips slightly and kept silent.

At this time, he saw that the second child was about to be killed in the hall when he came to the academy. Of course, he couldn't laugh. At this time, he opened his mouth and wanted to speak and break the Zen.

After ten years of keeping a word, he broke Zen once. In addition, the monks chanting scriptures in the Lanke Temple in the Buddhist Hall attracted the support of the Buddhist Hall. At this moment, he could fight with Liu Bai's sword at the moment. He could put it in this hall. Who can test the edge of the sword?

Qi Nian's throat was trembling, and his chest and abdomen were undulating violently like a yellow cow's panting. His hoarse voice had already spoken half of the word. The Buddhist temple was suddenly silent, and there was a golden light spreading flat in any part of the hall.

Ning Que felt a will that locked his body, and the energy and mind power in his body were running around uncontrollably, making it difficult to use the iron bow to shoot the talisman arrow. He looked at Sangsang behind him and found that Sangsang had already fainted from bleeding from seven orifices under the pressure of the will.

He gritted his teeth to resist the will, picked up Sangsang and ran towards the depths of the Buddhist temple where Master Qishan was.

Seven thoughts calmly, and the complete Buddhist mantra was recited. After the word "Om", all Buddhas in the Buddhist temple were born, and the golden light shone countless times.

"So brave!"

At this moment, Jun Mo bumped into the door, and blood was covered with the wide iron sword, and he split the Buddha's light with one sword.

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"A sword like this can catch up with Liu Bai in a few years." The strong wind on the mountain gradually dissipated, and Ye Qi looked at the Buddha Hall in Washan and exclaimed.

"Whose sword is it? Is it the master's?" Without the strong wind, Xiao Shutong finally didn't have to hold the old tree and yelled hard.

"Um."

"Uncle Master, what's the battle?"

"With your master's help to break the formation, your master rushed to the hall with one sword, and then used a sword to cut open the seven thoughts that broke the silent meditation and a Buddhist saying."

After hearing this, Xiao Shutong was overjoyed and said, "The master is amazing."

"No, why don't you forget that there is a teleportation array in Washan?"

...

Jun Mo broke through the Buddha's words with a sword, and the hall returned to Qingming. Ning Que and Sangsang disappeared. Jun Mo was about to kill Qi Nian, the thief, venting his anger, but Ye Qi suddenly appeared beside Qishan, and a white hand stretched out in the void and grabbed somewhere.

When everyone in the hall woke up when they saw Ye Qi, it turned out that the Twelve Academy had been there all the time.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the hall that was knocked open by Jun Mo. They looked outside the hall again and saw Li Guru who was dry with blood. Seeing the bloody path under Li Guru's feet and countless broken limbs, they looked at Jun Mo who was dripping with blood, and their hearts were filled with fear.

"Stop it, Mr. Twelve. Since the Buddha's chessboard flows into the teleportation array, we can only wait for the chessboard to appear on its own." Master Qishan persuaded him.

Ye Qi pulled his hand away from the void and nodded silently.

"Today, the Buddha Sect has made such efforts, and countless casualties have been killed or injured. Because of everything, Master Qishan, who once saved the water and fire of the world, has gone?"

As Ye Qi arrived, everyone saw the tragic phenomenon outside the hall again. The people in the academy did not speak, and the venue was silent. The sudden curse seemed to be harsh.

Junmo's iron sword appeared horizontally, and Ye Qi looked at the monk of the treasure tree who had lost his legs...

"There are many people who died today. I hope the two gentlemen of the academy will not commit murder." Master Qishan silently recited the Buddha's name, with a compassionate tone and a weak voice.

Jun Mo took back the iron sword, Ye Qi withdrew his gaze, and the two saluted Qishan together, not because of his compassion, but because they heard from Qishan's weak voice that he was about to die.

Ye Qi whispered: "If there is no such thing as my junior brother, the master will have one or two years to live. This is what the academy owes the master. I will go to the academy to get medicine to make up for the lost life for the master."

Qishan waved his hand and refused and said, "I should have died a long time ago. I just waited for the Son of the Holy One to appear, so I have lived for so long. The academy doesn't owe me, because this is my choice."

"But Uncle Master, have you ever thought that the choice you made is different from the choices of most people, and it is very likely to be a wrong choice." The person who spoke was Qi Nian, his voice was vague and hoarse. Today, he was trying to be a waste of his plan to the Son of the Pope. He had to blame Qishan like a treasure tree, but when he heard Ye Qi say that Uncle Master was about to die, his tone was just a little unwilling.

Master Qishan smiled on his tired face and said, "I am Qishan, I am not Qishan, so the path I chose in my life has always been a strange way in the eyes of the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Ye Qi with hope, then slowly closed his eyes and died peacefully.
Chapter completed!