Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 90

Seeing the flames of war all over the sky, the isolated city ran in a hurry, and finally arrived in front of Yundu Mountain before the sunset.

As far as the eye can see, a giant Buddha is reflected in the world, standing majestically, straight into the clouds, and his eyelids are slightly closed, just like half-closed eyes to see all the mediocrity of the world, and slightly raise the corners of his mouth to laugh at the heroes of the world.

The melodious tune, like the companionship of heaven and man, starts from the heart, plays the world, the invincible shackles of Buddha's words, and the dao dao glass shows a strange light.

The holy light shines all over, and the three characters of Yundu Mountain are shining brightly, as if they are waiting for someone to come, to open the destiny of the previous life, the person of fate who has not returned for a long time, and the person who has lost his way in a mottled way, will once again set a new foundation for this Buddhist gate. What a change in the Holy Land!
The lonely city came with strides, and landed in front of Yundu Mountain. The steps were just dusty, and the steps moved slightly, walking towards the holy mountain in front, showing reverence and majesty.

"Boss, what are we doing here?"

Xinyue lay crookedly in Gucheng's arms, curled up with fluff, stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, fanned the fluff at the corner of her mouth, and muttered to herself, completely destroying the atmosphere.

It's almost on fire, it really can't understand what Gucheng is going to do.What secrets does Yundu Mountain have that it doesn't know.

Blinking his small eyes, closing his eyelids, narrowing the corners of his eyes slightly, he looked towards the respectful Gucheng beside him.

"After climbing the mountain, you will understand why I am here."

This time, Gu Cheng did not explain on the spot, but spoke solemnly, and it was seen that he was serious this time.

Obviously, the planning here is of great importance to him, and there is no room for mistakes. Otherwise, with the restless temperament of the lonely city, he could still persist here for such a long time, and still be so calm.

Xinyue has been with him for a long time, seeing his expression, she understands that this matter is of great importance, she restrains her teasing expression, puts away the big tail that has been fluttering, and wraps it around Gucheng's arms.

Lying in his arms, he blinked his small eyes, looked towards Gucheng, and waited for his next order.

When Gucheng walked to the foot of the mountain, his face showed a solemn expression, his attire that looked like Confucianism and Taoism looked strange and meandering, and his handsome face showed a bit of solemnity that is rare.

He patted Xinyue, who was still sleeping in his arms, and let him leave for a while. After watching Xinyue fly up from his arms, Gucheng straightened the crown on his head.

After tidying up some crooked clothes, and carrying the Jidao sword hanging on his waist behind his back, he turned his head to look at Xinyue, waved his hand, and said, "Come on!"

Ever since returning from that illusory world, the Jidao Sword has been accompanying Gucheng and has not disappeared.

This is also one of the reasons why Ying Hongxue is willing to believe Gu Cheng's words, otherwise, even if Ying Hongxue believed that Gu Cheng would not lie to her, she would have some suspicions.

On the other side, when he heard Gucheng's call, Xinyue Pu fanned his big tail and flew over to sit on Gucheng's shoulder. He thought that this was the only place to stay, as for the embrace he had been snoozing just now.

He squinted at Yimapingchuan's chest in the lonely city, forget it!It feels that if it doesn't know life and death, then it really doesn't know life and death—of course a dead person doesn't need to know what life and death are like.

Seeing that everything is ready, Gucheng just raised his footsteps, ready to climb the mountain, and then stopped, looking at the robes with some nostalgia, the dress that looks like Confucianism and Taoism, against the white robe, making Gucheng look pure and beautiful , eye-catching in style.

"Hey!"

Sighing for no reason, the long sigh dissipated in the wind, Gucheng shook his head, with a complicated expression, he lifted his heavy steps and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Seeing the boss's expression, Xinyue also sat quietly on Gucheng's shoulder, not moving and looking ahead.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, Gucheng felt a heavy and holy Buddha light enveloped, washing the soul.The more you walk up, the clearer this feeling becomes.

Step, step, step!
The footsteps are constantly changing, and what echoes in the ears is the sound of the footsteps stepping on the dust. Eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, and the mind and mind are united.

huh~~

A slight breeze blows, and the air seems to be filled with the unique fragrance of Buddhism, which removes the restlessness in the bottom of my heart. The closer I get to the top of the mountain, the more empty I feel inside.

Emptiness, the sense of no trace, the absence of the whole mind, the inner clarity, the unity of the mind, being with the heaven and the earth, entering the way of the sun and the moon.

The focus of the eyes gradually dissipated, and the eyes were slightly rippling. Stepping into the mountains, an overbearing and heavy artistic conception came, directly attacking the isolated city that had fallen into a state of epiphany.

The Jidao Sword moves automatically without wind, and makes a sound of groaning. A sharp sharp edge pierces the void, and also pierces the oppression.

There was a hint of anxiety in Xinyue's eyes, but she found that she seemed to be restricted, unable to move, unable to speak, and could only turn her black and white eyeballs, showing an anxious look.

What happened to the orphan, it suddenly became like this, hasn't Yundu Mountain been inhabited for a long time?
Why does something like this happen again? Thinking of the strange behavior of Gucheng in the past two days, Xinyue becomes more and more anxious. Please tell me something clearly!

Now I'm addicted, I'm trapped here, what should I do?

And this weird sense of oppression, what is going on, why can even my body Xingyue compass be isolated, this kind of power has never been seen before.

Turning the eyeballs, could it be that someone designed to ambush me, the clear eyeballs flickered together, and Xinyue seemed to think of something.

However, we haven't offended anyone since we came out of the rivers and lakes!

Who has the ability to deceive the two of us to this point and make Xingyue Compass feel nothing.

Xinyue's mind turned, crossed a figure, and then deleted one by one, it didn't look like what they did, no matter in terms of purpose or ability.

On the other side, the father of Kua Huan tore open the letter, understood the method of formation, collected and closed the inner source to circulate, the formation was broken suddenly, and he stepped away from the thatched cottage.

Wanting to pursue his purpose, Fang stepped out of the door, and saw the sky and the earth were blood-red, and the people were scattered, as if all living beings were killed, and the sky was stained red with blood.

"How is this going?"

The father of fantasies trembled, his eyelids contracted, and he looked at the strange scene above the sky.The sound of crying and crying resounded in the universe, filling the ears of the father of exaggeration.

Feeling the feeling of the soul being forcibly stripped, the father of Kua Huan hurriedly operated his body to suppress this strange phenomenon.

"What happened when you were in a coma? Why did the miserable situation become like this?"

The father of Kua Huan rested his chest with one hand, looked shocked at the blood-stained sky, at a loss.

I don't know why there are bursts of pain in my heart, and there are traces of sadness and anger. Who is it that can do such a thing?
After a while, the father of Kua Huan closed his eyes, used his skills, and left at a high speed. For some reason, he felt a sense of mission call.

He deeply felt that the heaven and earth turned into blood, and the blood-dark enchantment had a lot to do with him, and it was also related to the source of the blood-darkness that he had been looking for.

(End of this chapter)