Beiyin Great Sage Chapter 308

  Chapter 308 Reason

  A hall about a hundred feet high stands on the top of a cloud-shrouded mountain. Stepping into the hall, three huge stone seats first come into view.

  The stone seat is about ten feet high and several feet wide.

  If someone could sit on it, it might not be a giant over 100 meters!

  At this time, one person was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall, compared with the surrounding giant reliefs, domes, and stone pillars, the figure was as insignificant as an ant.

   A certain moment.

  The figure seemed to hear something, and slowly opened his eyes.

  That pair of eyes seemed to hide a vast galaxy, and the sudden halo of light even brightened the entire hall, covering all directions like water waves.

   "Woo..."

   At the same time, the strange whimpering sound turned into a dark wind and swept across the entire hall.

   "You can feel it too."

  The shadow lowered its eyebrows and spoke slowly:

"flower,"

"opened!"

   "Om..."

  Hearing this, the whole mountain seemed to tremble slightly.

   "Endless...infinity...infinity..."

   "Invincible...gold!"

  The figure looked up, under the messy long hair, except for the eyes that were as bright as stars, the flesh was shriveled like a skeleton, which was shocking.

  He muttered in his mouth, like talking to himself, or talking to someone:

   "Time, I'm afraid I can't wait, they won't allow it."

   "Ka Ka..."

  The mountain trembled, and cracks appeared on the main hall, as if some giant was trembling and struggling, causing the mountain to shake.

  The figure seemed to be unaware of the surroundings, looking at a copybook hanging in front of it.

  There are only three large characters on the copybook.

   No worries!

   "No worries."

  Shadow squinting:

   "The three words left by Yanfa back then are not about black iron breaking through silver, but exploring how to break through the limit of silver."

   "No worries..."

"not free!"

   "People are born with fetters, parents, brothers and sisters, relatives and friends..., basic necessities of life, food, housing, transportation, emotions and six desires, no one can avoid karma."

   "I am also entangled in obstacles, and it is difficult to get rid of."

   "Boom!"

  The earth trembled, and the roar became more and more obvious.

  The figure finally bowed its head and looked down. The voice was flat, but it revealed a firm determination to never regret.

   "Give me liberty or give me death."

   Inside the mountain.

  Countless chains were bound to a huge body about a hundred feet high. The giant's eyes were red and his face was ferocious, and he suddenly became quiet.

  There are only strange syllables echoing underground.

   "Reveal!"

   "Revelation..."

  Li Guxin is a silver powerhouse, over 200 years old, and his seniority in the Xuantian League is so high that there is almost no one who can stand alongside him. His death is naturally a major event.

  The accident occurred in a forest.

  When Zhou Jia arrived, the surrounding area was surrounded by people from the Xuantian Union early on, and outsiders were forbidden to approach within a few miles, and many inner disciples were waiting in strict formation.

  Death!

   Before approaching the mountains and forests, a deadly aura of extinction came into the perception.

   Within mile.

  The vegetation withered, the flowers withered, even the nesting birds and underground insects were not spared, they turned over and died on the spot.

   "Seven Heaven-Slaying Swords!"

  Looking at the corpse on the ground, Zhou Jia squinted his eyes, squatted down and stroked the sword marks on the corpse, feeling the strong dead air inside:

   "Slaying Heaven Pavilion, when did a Baiyin appear?"

  Even though several hours had passed, the death aura on the corpse was still sharp, like a sword that cut down everything, exuding a shocking edge.

  The two black irons standing beside them had mottled sword marks on their arms, and their breath was even weaker, because they touched this dead air.

  Black iron.

   Not even touching the dead body!

  This kind of sword energy can only be matched by the Heaven Killing Qijue Sword of Killing Heaven Pavilion, and the one who can achieve this level must be a silver master.

"No!"

   With tears in his eyes, Xiao Zhengqing gritted his teeth and shook his head:

   "The Killing Heaven Pavilion has never given birth to a strong silver man, unless..."

   "Unless what?" Zhou Jia said.

   "A few years ago, a core true biography appeared in the Killing Heaven Pavilion, named Xing Tiancheng, who became a black iron at the age of a weak crown without the help of foreign objects." Xiao Zhengqing wiped the tears on his face and said:

   "He was hailed by Killing Heaven Pavilion as the most promising person for silver in the past three hundred years."

"but…"

   "I haven't heard that he has advanced."

   "Punishment balance?" Zhou Jia stood up, thoughtful:

   "How is this person rated?"

   Wind reviews can't represent a single person, but they can confirm one or two from the side, just like Ben Lei's bloodthirsty killing, because he killed so many people.

  Even he himself couldn't deny it.

   "It is said that Xing Tianliang is cold-tempered, doesn't like to communicate with others, and has no relatives or friends around him, so he often walks alone." Xiao Zhengqing said:

   "But people often die around him!"

  Speaking of this, Xiao Zhengqing's eyes flickered, showing a cold expression:

  "Since Xing Tiancheng worshiped at the mountain gate, several elders of Killing Heaven Pavilion died one after another. Even his master died without knowing it. Many people suspected that it was related to him."

   "In the past few years, almost no one in Killing Heaven Pavilion has stayed on the mountain."

   "Really?" Zhou Jia looked up:

   "Is there anything else?"

   "This..." Xiao Zhengqing thought for a while and said:

   "I heard that this person suffered a catastrophe when he was young, and has an extremely weird personality. He is extreme, irritable, and holds grudges, which is why he is very unlikable."

   As for others.

   It is difficult for a loner to have much useful information.

   "Report!"

  At this time, an inner disciple came running from a distance:

   "We found a few more corpses over there."

   "Go and have a look."

  Zhou Jia opened his mouth and waved his hand at the same time, a thick force of origin emerged, wrapping Li Guxin's body and melting the sword energy on it.

   Only when he got in touch with it did he understand why the Heaven Slaughter Qijue Sword is known as the number one killing technique of the Xuantian Union.

  Time has passed for so long, and with his cultivation base, it will take a certain amount of time to completely wear off the sword energy.

  If you are doing a comparison.

  The sword energy of the striker is like fine steel that has been forged with a plumb hammer, while his source power is all quenched iron, which is far less pure.

   But this is also normal.

  Li Guxin is the best of the second-level silver. Even if he is injured, he is not weaker than the Great Joy Bodhisattva, and he is more proficient in body skills.

  An existence that can kill him, how can it be a weak person?

but…

  Could it be the young punishment Libra?

   He seems to be in his early twenties!

   Corpses lay in the mud one after another. Some of their hearts were pierced by sword energy, some were split in two, and some of their bodies were separated.

   But without exception.

  The clothes on his body are very uniform, roughly the same as those on Li Guxin with only a slight difference.

   "Merman!"

   "Dili people!"

   "People in Feimu's world..."

  Picking off the hood, people of different ethnicities came into view, which also made Xiao Zhengqing frowned, and his eyes were full of puzzlement.

   "Master..., what is the relationship with these people?"

   "They are believers who believe in the dark ruler of Fei Mu's world. They are in charge of all living beings and the world will die forever. They are a group of fanatics. They regard welcoming the gods to come to the ruins world as their primary task." Zhou Jia said:

   "It seems that Senior Li also joined in."

   "Impossible!" Xiao Zhengqing's expression changed:

   "My master is loyal to the Xuantian Union and will never join other organizations."

  Zhou Jia didn't say anything.

  Facts speak louder than words. With Li Guxin's strength, no one can force him to do anything, but this time he appeared with this group of people.

  If you say it doesn't matter, who will believe it?

  As for framing people, it's really not enough.

   "Senior."

   Not far away, a person tremblingly said:

   "This person seems to be Baiyin from the Dili tribe...Yehli!"

"Um?"

  Zhou Jia appeared nearby, looked down, and the iconic white-clothed Dili looked a little hideous because of his death.

"It's him."

   Not only seeing the portrait of this person, but also because of the body of the deceased.

   Only the body of a strong silver man can withstand several blows from the Heaven Slaughter Qijue sword energy without breaking. There are actually two silvers here.

   "Take the body back."

   Wave gently:

   "Report to the sect, and inform the envoys of the Dili clan by the way, and ask them if they know anything."

"Yes!"

   "In addition..." Zhou Jia's eyes narrowed:

   "The joint imperial court issued a notice to arrest Xing Tianliang!"

"Yes!"

   Cool breeze.

  Belo people's advocacy of the strong is deeply rooted in their blood, and it is also reflected in the architectural style. They often embed trophies in eye-catching positions on the walls.

  Even the residences are mostly built on high places, where you can overlook everything.

   "It's an eventful autumn!"

  Brown, the emperor of the Bello tribe, known as the angry king, stood with his hands behind his back, standing in the high pavilion of the embassy, ​​looking towards the direction of the capital, with gloomy eyes.

  Behind him is the silver ghost house of the Dili clan.

   "What the emperor said is true."

   Facing Brown, even though he is also silver, the ghost house has a respectful attitude and performs the junior ceremony:

   "The restlessness in the Holy Mountain is becoming more and more frequent. According to the Xuantian Union, the ban there is about to be broken, and Zhao Fujia should be about to take the last step."

   "The emperor thinks, can he succeed?"

   "Once, I didn't think he had hope." Brown was only 1.6 meters tall, and he looked like a dwarf in front of a ghost house that was more than 2 meters high.

  But the momentum of the two is completely opposite.

   Guishe bowed and lowered his head, while Brown raised his chest and raised his head.

  He pondered for a while, and said:

   "Zhao Fujia, there is at least a 30% hope, otherwise it won't make others so nervous."

   "Thirty percent?" Guishe frowned.

  Thirty percent may not seem like much, but in fact it is quite a lot. You must know that many people may not have a thirty percent chance of breaking through the black iron from the mortal level.

   Breaking through the shackles of silver, even 10%, is amazing enough!

   "Why?"

  He couldn't help but ask:

   "Didn't it mean that if you want to advance to gold, you need all the three treasures of essence, qi, and **** to reach the third level, so that there is such a glimmer of hope?"

   And the three treasures are all of the third order, which has never existed in ancient times.

even,

   Even if one of them has been repaired to the third level, there are very few of them, and only a few have appeared in the huge Hongzeyu for hundreds of years.

  Zhao Fujia has only cultivated his spirit to the third level, and relatively speaking, his energy is severely lacking.

   "It was so." Brown squinted:

   "But do you know what the holy mountain used to be?"

   "Why?"

   "The gods of the workers! The core of the research institute!"

  Brown's eyes were gloomy, and he said slowly:

   "It is said that the workers tried many times to verify that silver broke through gold, and even...one time was completely successful."

   "It is also because of this that it attracts divine punishment!"

   "Therefore, there are many verification data of workers in it, and the exploration of silver and gold realms is essential for a person who wants to break through."

   "What?" Gui She was startled:

   "Do other ethnic groups know?"

   "Of course I know." Brown snorted coldly:

   "Why do you think they are so eyeing towards Zhao Fujia? One of the reasons is to prevent him from jumping over the wall in a hurry. They also want the things in the holy mountain!"

"I…"

   "Of course it is."

   "Heh..." Ghost House shook his head:

   "The agreement of the various clans in Hongzeyu that the so-called practice methods of the silver realm should communicate with each other. It turned out to be just talk."

   "That's the way it is." Brown said:

   "It's nothing more than ordinary methods to communicate with each other, and the key methods will never be leaked."

   "It's just that Zhao Fujia has gone too far. Holding the holy mountain alone, even the Xuantian League, which is also the Dalin Dynasty, can't stand it and wants to take it away."

   "He deserved it!"

   "Master Emperor." Gui She pondered for a moment, then said:

   "Can you do it?"

   "Yes!" Brown's answer is beyond doubt:

   "The dispute over the Great Dao has always been about people without me. No matter what other people think, I will definitely go to the Holy Mountain for a walk. The Belo people will definitely get a share of the things inside."

"you…"

  He suddenly turned around and looked directly at the haunted house:

   "Do you know why I am called the king of anger?"

   "The emperor's spirit is the king of anger. One person can hold back millions of troops. He is called the king of anger and deserves his name." Guishe lowered his head, his voice respectful.

   "Haha..." Brown laughed loudly, walked down the pavilion, and landed lightly on a stone platform. He looked at the ghost house and said:

   "I appreciate your character, otherwise I wouldn't have helped you achieve silver back then."

   "This junior is extremely grateful to be loved by the emperor and master." Gui She's expression turned solemn.

   "So..." Brown squinted:

   "I want you to see, what is the real king of anger!"

   "Boom!"

  Before he finished his words, a wave of turmoil burst out of his body, instantly turning into an angry king spirit behind him.

  The spirit is about ten meters high, the hair is lifelike, the feet are on the ground, the six palms are holding the sky, and the karma around the body is raging, and the anger that burns all the people spreads across the audience.

   "The method of courage originated from the Dili clan, but it has flourished in our clan."

  Brown opening:

   "Do you know why?"

   "Why?"

   Guishe's face was solemn, his eyes were fixed on the other party, it was a rare opportunity to get personal advice from Hong Zeyu's top three masters, and he would naturally not miss it.

   "Because of the spirit!" Brown bent down, and the angry king followed him, with two pairs of big copper bell-like eyes, with deep meaning:

   "I am the king of anger, and the king of anger is me!"

  "You are always used to using Qi as a means to fight against the enemy, a secret method, but you never thought of truly integrating with Qi."

   "Only by truly understanding the characteristics contained in Qi Po itself, and turning yourself into Qi Po, can you..."

   "Become the third order!"

   "Boom!"

  Brown roared up to the sky, the sound waves reverberated around his body as if there was substance, and the transparent flame lifted into the air, turning into a lotus stand and a weapon.

   "Om..."

  Subtle tremors are transmitted to the eardrum.

   "This... this..." Guishe's eyes trembled, and his steel teeth collided:

   "The tremor of the flesh!"

  Boldness is obviously an illusory existence, but now, it shows certain characteristics in Brown that only a real body can have.

   Tier 3!

  Third level of courage!

  (end of this chapter)

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