Around the white-robed monk, lotuses as large as mountains bloomed one after another.
The lotuses bathed in the dazzling sunlight rose above the sea of clouds.
Thousands of lotuses rose in Beiliang.
The white-robed monk put his palms together and lowered his head, saying softly, "When my heart is clear, when can I not see Tathagata? Where my heart is clear, where is not the Western Paradise? "
The white-robed monk slowly raised his head and said loudly, "Lotuses fall in the Buddhist Kingdom!"
On top of the lotuses, there were many Buddhas sitting on them.
The Buddha's light shone down on the earth and covered the entire land of Beiliang.
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Wudang's peaks were high and cold to the north. In the area northwest of Liyang, only the Dansha Peak, Jiazi Peak, Goddess Peak, and the others, which originated from Hezhou, were adjacent to the other six peaks. It could be said that Wudang did not monopolize the beauty.
When Xu Fengnian drove the group of swords to the border of Youzhou Province, unlike the tranquil sea of clouds at the border of Youzhou Province, the scene in front of him was surging like a huge tide. The mountains of Hezhou Province had sunk into the bottom of the sea of clouds. Only the most precipitous six peaks rose above the sea of clouds. However, only the sharp corners of the six peaks could be seen. The peaks of the six peaks were like piled-up stones in the river, which stood still despite the waves.
Hsu Fengnian looked at the six 'islands' in the distance. This was the place.
If Xie Guanying did not make things worse, even if Hsu Fengnian allowed the flying sword to enter Youzhou, he would still have a chance of winning if he stayed in the escape town. However, it was different now. Xie Guanying's intentions were far-reaching. Not only did he want the sword to break the fate of Chicken Soup Monk, he also wanted to break the fate of Hsu Fengnian and Beiliang. If they fought at the foot of Wudang Mountain, even if Hsu Fengnian successfully received the sword, once the scattered sword aura escaped, it would still bring disaster to Beiliang. In that case, he would still lose, and he could not afford to lose.
If he wanted to fight, he could only fight outside of Beiliang's border.
Hsu Fengnian gently exhaled. He put two fingers together and pointed to the sky. He smiled and said, "The first sword, the sword starts at the border."
Apart from the flying sword under his feet, the 2,400 swords scattered in an instant. All of them had their swords pointed upwards and hovered in the sky above the border of Youzhou Province.
Then, Hsu Fengnian retracted his fingers, bent his arms, and suddenly swung them outwards. "Second Sword, Armored Cavalry in Formation."
After dispersing, the two thousand four hundred or so swords, which had originally appeared rather thin, actually grew from one sword to a hundred swords in an instant.
In the sky above the eastern border of Youzhou Province, a sword net seemed to have been set up.
It was as if close to 300,000 Beiliang cavalry were here in formation!
After setting up this magnificent sword formation that had almost exhausted all of his spirit, Xu Fengnian didn't just stand in the middle of the sword formation and quietly wait for the "uninvited guest".
Hsu Fengnian tightly pursed his lips. His eyes were resolute.
If an outsider saw Xu Fengnian for the first time, the first thing they would see would be his pair of red phoenix eyes. If they looked carefully, other than feeling that he had an outstanding appearance, they would also notice his slightly thin lips. It was inevitable that they would guess that such a person must have a cold temperament.
Beiliang has 300,000 border soldiers, and Beiliang has millions of families living in poverty!
Today, let me, the King of Beiliang who feels guilty towards you, not feel so guilty!
Hsu Fengnian raised his hand and rubbed his face hard. He said softly, "Old Huang, Wen Hua, the old man in the sheepskin fur coat, I'm very happy to have met you in this life. I don't need to apologize to the three of you, because I know you don't want to hear it at all. "
Hsu Fengnian lowered his head and smiled. "Then let's go?"
Then let's go!
Hsu Fengnian took in a deep breath, but didn't exhale. He took a step and rushed towards Dansha Peak where the sea of clouds was roiling.
Hsu Fengnian's figure dropped rapidly. He stepped on the top of Dansha Peak and then shot up. After landing on the next peak, his figure leapt up again, constantly borrowing the power of this great mountain!
Accompanied by the shocking rumbling of the rolling rocks, Hsu Fengnian, who had no more mountains to land on, opened his five fingers. His entire body collided with a dazzling white rainbow that cut through the sky.
Youzhou was a hundred li away from the border.
High up in the sky.
When Hsu Fengnian's palm collided with the tip of the sword, the originally vast cloud of clouds exploded and completely dissipated.
There were no clouds for ten thousand li.
The sword that Hsu Fengnian's palm blocked was flowing with purplish-gold light. It was actually ten feet long, but as thin as a willow leaf. Therefore, this sheathless sword was all sword tip!
It was the largest sword furnace in the Dongyue Sword Pool that had been sealed for nearly two hundred years, the Dafeng Sword Furnace. It was said that the last emperor of the Dafeng Dynasty had once thrown a heirloom imperial jade seal into the furnace. Therefore, the fate of the Dafeng Sword Furnace was preserved until today.
The furnace was quietly opened at the end of the auspicious year of the Li Yang Auspicious Year. The furnace fire was so strong that it could be faintly seen from ten li away. The Dongyue Sword Pool had no choice but to build four tall buildings that reached the clouds around the sword furnace. Qi cultivators of the Supporting Dragon Sect waited outside the buildings to conceal the sword aura and fire.
Hsu Fengnian was knocked back more than ten thousand feet by the collision of the sword. He was pushed back more than two li!
Even Tuoba Bodhisattva's all-out attack, Đồng Thái's all-out attack, or even Wang Xianzhi at her peak, would not have such power.
Hsu Fengnian's mind was clear of distracting thoughts. All the Qi in his body madly gathered at the point where his palm and the tip of the sword collided.
Although the incomparably sharp tip of the sword had not yet pierced through Hsu Fengnian's palm, Hsu Fengnian was well aware that as long as there was a small opening, even if the opening was insignificant, it was very likely that he would be defeated like a landslide.
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