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As Nangong He'er's voice fell, twelve figures in black robes with only a pair of eyes showing came out from the void on the north side.
Every figure is holding a staff, and his eyes are indifferent, without the slightest emotion.
A vast and terrifying eerie aura filled the sky and swept across the four poles!
"It's not a living being"
Dong Zhongshu's eyes narrowed slightly, Confucianism is righteous, and he is born to resist demons and ghosts. Standing there, these twelve figures in black robes, the surging breath of death is difficult for others to distinguish, but in his eyes, they are like lights in the dark night, Dazzling!
"Amitabha, the Xingyue Dynasty, since it took the initiative to open the road to the underworld and lead the great forces of the underworld, it is naturally closely connected with the underworld."
Xuanzang clasped his hands together and said calmly.
"This senior brother doesn't know something. According to rumors, the Xingyue God Dynasty is closely related to the 'Devil Refining God Dynasty', and the Demon Refining God Dynasty is said to be in the underworld."
"The Xingyue God Dynasty's escort should be the person who escorts the 'Devil Refining God Dynasty'."
At this moment, a bald monk in a moon-white monk's robe not far away suddenly turned his head, took a light step, and came to Xuanzang, clasped his hands together, and said with a soft smile on his face.
"Amitabha, thank you for letting me know."
Xuanzang returned the gift.
"Amitabha?"
"I don't know which monastery this brother comes from. The Dharma is so profound, and the merits and virtues cover the world with golden light, it really makes the little monk feel ashamed."
The bald monk smiled softly, the jade face was radiant, not stained with the world of mortals, just like a white jade Buddha, smiling while pinching flowers, the Buddha's rhyme is born by itself.
"During the Great Xia Dynasty, the abbot of Faxiangzong, Xuanzang."
Xuanzang's face was calm, and the old monk calmly replied.
"Oh? Then I wonder if senior brother can tell me, this 'Amitabha Buddha' is my Buddhist sect, which one is powerful?"
"Why is it that when the little monk recites his name, it seems that the mind is cleared, and the distracting thoughts are all gone, and there is a sense of great freedom, great freedom, and immeasurable meaning?"
'Hui Zhen' clasped his hands together, bowed to Xuanzang again, and asked for advice.
Around him, there was a faint light of the moon, like a fairy above the nine heavens, who stepped on the moon and came, full of Zen.
"The Western Pure Land, which embraces all beings and achieves immeasurable solemn merits, is Amitabha."
Xuanzang said solemnly.
"Sentient beings with boundless breadth?"
"Achieving immeasurable solemn merit?"
'Huizhen' said to himself, the Buddha charm on his body suddenly became very strong, and the moonlight sprinkled from the sky, full of tranquility.
"What a high comprehension!"
Dong Zhongshu looked at 'Huizhen' in amazement, did he understand something after just a few words?
This talent is truly terrifying!
"People who are born to practice Buddhism, the Buddha's nature flows, and the Buddha's meaning is self-evident."
Xuanzang clasped his hands together and said softly.
Huh
Suddenly, a dark wind began to blow all around, and the ancient trees were shaking, as if they were bowing their heads forward.
The twelve black-robed figures fought on each side, forming a very strange formation.
"In the depths of the nether world, the soul returns"
"The world of the underworld, the road to the underworld"
The faint long chant resounded between the heaven and the earth, as if there was an invisible, invisible ancient existence, whispering.
At this time, all the spectators who gathered around were refreshed and stared intently at the twelve black-robed figures.
Huangquan Road is open, even with their strength and the terror of the forces behind them, they have only heard rumors and have never seen it.
This is a channel that is rarely opened in ancient and modern times!
It is a treasure that only the Supreme One can forge!
Boom!
In the center of the twelve black-robed figures, the endless Yin wind condensed and turned into a long Yin wind sword. With a sudden slash, the void exploded, and a deafening sound suddenly came!
It was covered by the endless wind, and it was a vast expanse of whiteness!
But who are the people watching the ceremony?
The lowest is the king of gods!
Immediately, dazzling divine light burst out one after another, and a famous god king showed his magical powers and looked towards the center of Yinfeng!
It was dim and yellow, and a gleam of water emerged, and an ancient stone road suddenly rushed out of the shattered void.
This stone road is completely dark, so I don't know?The material is refined, and the endless Yin Qi turns into liquid droplets, soaking the stone road, and the stone road is shrouded in black mist, unpredictable, and the sound of countless ghosts is heard!
Embellished with ancient runes, the stone road came from nowhere, and appeared so abruptly in the void.
"As expected of the ancient road of Huangquan, it is really weird!"
Everyone frowned, and the ghost screams, even if they were as powerful as them, were still upset, and their spirits were greatly impacted.
Fortunately, there is no existence under the king of the gods here, otherwise, the soul of the gods will be shattered and fall directly!
step on
Tread
Tread
Footsteps sounded.
Afterwards, several black-armored generals walked out from the ancient road of Huangquan, each of them was lifeless, with indifferent and ruthless expressions!
The battle armor on their bodies, the scars of swords, guns, swords and halberds, seemed to have gone through countless bloody battles, which made people feel terrified.
Without any words, these black-armored generals only nodded slightly to Nangong He'er, and then walked down the ancient road of Huangquan, standing in the void, without saying a word, like a sculpture.
Many god kings who watched the ceremony did not speak.
Although they are all a little curious, what is the difference between dead spirits and living creatures?
But now, on such an occasion, it is naturally impossible for someone to ask, and it is impossible for someone to answer.
step on
The footsteps sounded again.
Then a group of scribes in black robes walked out from the ancient road of Huangquan. The leader was pale, but with a smile, he bowed his hands to Nangong He'er: "I have met Prime Minister Nangong!"
"Your Majesty Zuo Yu is very polite."
Nangong He'er smiled lightly and returned the courtesy.
Zuo Yu smiled lightly, nodded to everyone around him, and behaved elegantly, like a handsome young man, making people feel like a spring breeze.
This feeling is extremely weird, it is obviously a dead spirit, surrounded by death, but when everyone looked at Zuo Yu, there was only one sentence in their minds, Mo Shangren is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world!
"What a high literary cultivation base."
Dong Zhongshu smiled softly, if this Zuo Yu entered Confucianism, he might become a great Confucian in no time!
Zuo Yu led several scribes and stood on the side of the void, waiting quietly.
Not long after, footsteps sounded again.
Just as the undead walked out, everyone's expressions suddenly became very strange. They were Buddhist monks?
Their gazes couldn't help themselves, and they looked at several places with a hint of playfulness.
In those places, one or several Buddhist monks stood quietly.
Wisps of Buddha's light bloomed, like pure gold sculptures standing in the void, unmoving.
"I met Prime Minister Nangong."
? On Huangquan Ancient Road, three Buddhist monks walked out with palms together and bowed slightly to Nangong He'er.
On their bodies, in addition to the extremely strong death energy, there is a raging Buddha's light!
Compared with the crowd of spectators, the Buddha's light in the place where the Buddhist monks are everywhere is not bad at all! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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