In the roar, the Abbey Dean came to Ning Que. Every step on the Snow Street was stained with blood.
Yu Lian cut off the Rainbow Bridge, and Eldest Brother held his feet. He could not leave Chang 'an City by air, so he had to take Ning Que's blade.
At this moment, he was as miserable as a sinner who had been sentenced to death by dismemberment. He was covered with blood and bones, but he still thought he could take the blade.
The Abbey Dean was still flying like an immortal, a white bone immortal.
He pointed at the blade.
He looked solemn, like a king of the Divine Kingdom walking in the human world.
His aura suddenly changed and became extremely awe-inspiring.
An aura colder than the abyss and lonelier than death passed from his fingertips to the blade of the iron cutlass. In an instant, the blade was covered with a layer of frost.
What a strong aura of Quietus.
The Vermilion Bird let out an angry roar and spewed out endless flames to fight against the Quietus.
The front end of the iron cutlass was colder than ice, emitting a terrifying Quietus aura. It was covered with frost, while the other end near Ning Que's right hand was extremely hot, emitting flames to the outside world.
Two extreme auras were making the most dangerous resistance on such a simple and plain cutlass. No one knew if the iron cutlass would be frozen into scrap iron or burn all the Quietus in the world in the next moment.
At this moment, a clear sound was heard in the hurricane that the iron cutlass stirred up on the Snow Street. It was the sound of metal objects colliding, and then more and more colliding sounds were heard.
The wind of the cutlass swept through the street and surged between the streets and markets. No one knew how many things were rolled up, such as iron pots, broken gongs, and musical instruments like flutes.
The gongs were hit by stones, the thick iron pots hit the walls, and the flutes started to whimper due to the wind. There were lively sounds in the dim wind, and no one knew who was having a wedding or a funeral.
With these sounds, the frost on the front end of the iron cutlass disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the flame spewed by the Vermilion Bird cut toward the Abbey Dean along the blade.
The Quietus was broken by the bustle of the human world.
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The fierce wind set up by the iron cutlass turned the Vermilion Bird Avenue into the storm sea in the east of the Song Kingdom.
The Abbey Dean's Quietus aura was broken, and his indigo robe fluttered in the wind.
He stood up ostentatiously, and his body seemed to become countless times bigger.
An aura as vast and boundless as the sea appeared on the snowy street.
The Abbey Dean used the Boundless Sea of the Buddhism Sect again.
The pain of being dismembered made him very clear that if he only used the Boundless State of the Buddhism Sect, it would not be enough to resist the knife in Ning Que's hand, because there were thousands of knives.
Therefore, he used the Divine Demon Realm at the same time. The Divine Demon Realm was a unique skill of the Devil's Doctrine. Apart from Yu Lian, only the Abbey Dean knew it. Apart from making the body of a cultivator stronger than steel, more importantly, it could create a new world, or in other words, a false world.
What would happen if the Buddhist Sect's Limitless and the Devil Sect's Sky Demon Realm were used at the same time?
Dean.
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Ning Que came to the coast of the East Sea and stood on the seawall that stretched for miles.
The East Sea Causeway of the Kingdom of Song was very famous. He didn't look at the strangely shaped rocks under his feet. Instead, he looked silently at the seemingly boundless sea outside the causeway.
There were countless storms in the depths of the sea. The seawater nearby was stirred like ink, with a chilling sense of danger. Waves as high as a ten-story building were set off in the distance.
Ning Que did not slash at the waves.
Because the Abbey Dean was not a storm. The storm came from his iron cutlass.
The Abbey Dean was the sea. No matter how terrible the storm was, it could never destroy the sea itself.
The Vermilion Bird chirped in the gloomy sky.
Holding a small stone in its mouth, the little red bird flew to the depths of the sea against the storm. No matter how violent the storm was, it could not be stopped.
The Vermilion Bird became a little black dot in the sky.
It took the small stone in its mouth and threw it into the sea.
The stone fell into the raging sea and was swallowed instantly. It did not even make a noticeable splash.
The Vermilion Bird was not discouraged. It chirped and flew back to the shore. Holding another stone in its mouth, it flew to the depths of the sea against the storm.
The bird shuttled back and forth between the gloomy sky and the raging sea.
Behind the seawall, more than half of a mountain had collapsed.
At the foot of the mountain, there were people hammering at the rocks. The hard rocks were smashed to the size of the Vermilion Bird's mouth.
There were many people smashing stones, so many that it was hard to count.
Many of them came from the Wa Mountain. In recent years, they had smashed the collapsed Buddha statues into countless small Buddha statues and sold them to tourists. They were good at this kind of thing.
Human beings were good at this kind of thing.
Human beings were good at cutting mountains and smashing all the hard things in the world.
Behind the sea wall, the dull sound of smashing stones kept ringing for many days and nights. People smashed stones tirelessly, and the Vermilion Bird flew back and forth between the sea and the land tirelessly.
Countless small stones were thrown into the sea by the Vermilion Bird.
This was reclamation.
The sea was immeasurable. But as long as it kept filling, it would be filled up one day.
The immeasurable was broken by the immeasurable of the human world.
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The Abbey Dean became a barren field.
It had been raining heavily for half a year. It was said that the flood was a punishment from Haotian. Anyone who disrespected Haotian would die in this terrible disaster.
If one wanted to avoid the flood, he had to walk through the Wilderness. However, the Wilderness was covered with knee-high weeds and muddy marshes. Some places seemed safe, but dangerous quicksand was hidden. Even the most ferocious beasts did not dare to walk in the Wilderness.
The first person came to the periphery of the Wilderness. He was hesitant because there was no road in the Wilderness. He did not know how to walk and what was the right way.
More and more people came to the Wilderness. They wanted to walk through the Wilderness and find a new world. However, like the first person, they did not know where the road was.
They discussed for a long time and even began to quarrel, but they could not come up with an idea.
"Please make way."
A young man squeezed through the crowd and walked into the Wilderness.
His luggage was simple. The only useful thing was probably the rusty chopper in his hand. What was more worrying was that he was carrying a skinny little girl on his back.
People tried to persuade him that it was dangerous in the Wilderness. The most important thing was that there was no road.
The young man ignored them and continued to walk into the Wilderness. He only held the chopper in his hand tighter.
Looking at the back of the young man disappearing in the weeds of the Wilderness, the crowd was silent for a long time.
Someone tightened the luggage on his back and followed him into the Wilderness.
Someone supported his tired body with a branch and also walked in.
More and more people walked into the Wilderness.
Some were bitten to death by the poisonous snakes in the swamp, some sank into the depths of the quagmire, and some became dried corpses under the quicksand. However, there were even more people who successfully walked through the wilderness and went to a new world.
There was no road in the world. As long as more people walked, there would be a road.
The Divine Demon Realm was broken by the persistence of the human world.
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The Abbey Dean displayed three states at the same time.
The Nirvana of Taoism, the Immeasurable of Buddhism, and the Divine Demon Realm of Devil's Doctrine.
These three states were all above the Five States.
Ning Que simply chopped.
One chop broke them all.
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The Abbey Dean's finger was still on the blade.
The snow and frost on the iron blade had disappeared. The momentum of the blade and the blazing flame were gone with the wind.
There was a thin cut on the Abbey Dean's finger.
Then, more than ten extremely miserable cuts appeared on his body.
Some of the flesh that had been cut was blown away by the wind, while others drooped outwards, exposed to the dusky wind.
Blood flowed down from his body like a waterfall.
He looked very miserable.
He looked so miserable that it was impossible for him to live.
But the Abbey Dean was still alive.
The most powerful person in Taoism for thousands of years would not die so easily.
But he was only one step away from death, or returning to Haotian's Divine Kingdom.
If he could not resist Ning Que's thousands of cuts, then everything would be over.
The Abbey Dean had looked down on the world all his life and had rarely felt the shadow of death.
He was defeated by Ke Haoran's sword once.
He was hit by the Headmaster's wooden stick once.
But even these two times, he survived and went further on the path of cultivation.
Only the great fear between life and death could give a person like the Abbey Dean a chance to understand Tao.
Today, he saw the abyss between life and death again in front of Ning Que's blade. Could he understand something?
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The Abbey Dean looked at Ning Que with a very strange expression on his face.
It was not indifferent regret, nor anger. It had nothing to do with unwillingness.
It was not an expression that a human should have. It was extremely calm and showed indifference. The deepest part of the indifference was not coldness, but emptiness. There was no emotion.
An emotionless expression should not be called an expression.
But Ning Que felt that it was, and he was very vigilant.
There was no emotion in the Abbey Dean's eyes, and even his pupils gradually faded.
It was not faint like when he used the Grey Eyes, but really faint.
The Abbey Dean's eyes were so faint that they were almost transparent. They were no longer jade, but tasteless water.
Then he suddenly retracted his fingers.
Ning Que's iron cutlass fell down.
Before the blade arrived, the wind had already started raging.
His black hair danced in the wind, and blood scattered in the wind.
The flesh that peeled off from his body was as red as flower petals.
The ghastly white bones were as clean as lotus roots.
The scene that should have been bloody looked extremely beautiful at this moment.
He turned into a lotus.
The blood could not be stained, and the dirt could not cover.
It was extremely peaceful.
It was extremely peaceful.
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The broken rainbow floated down from the blue sky and finally landed on the street.
Some of them fell on the Abbey Dean, which suddenly glowed with golden jade and then slid off.
These rainbow fragments were the remnant aura of Tianqi. But somehow, the power given by Haotian could not be integrated into the Abbey Dean's flesh and blood.
The connection between the Abbey Dean and Haotian seemed to be broken. He seemed to have disappeared from heaven and earth, turning into snow and flowers that escaped. He was so independent and so untouchable.
Looking at this scene, Yu Lian suddenly raised her eyebrows.
Eldest Brother said incredulously, "The State of Pureness?"
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