Nightfall Chapter 18: First Lecture Session

Qu Ni Madi is the pinnacle of the Cave Profound Realm. For countless years, she has extremely profound cultivation skills and extremely sophisticated methods. She has great reputation in the world of cultivation. However, compared with today's Ning Que, she is really nothing. , And the iron rod of life was cut off by Ning Que in the nunnery. What can you do with a pair of palms?

Perceiving the sudden changes in the atmosphere of the world behind him, Ning Que lifted the handle of the knife with his right hand, choked, Pu Dao out of its sheath, and then passed through the armpit like a bolt of lightning, deeply piercing Qu Ni Madi's lower abdomen.

Qu Nimati's face was pale, and she slowly sat down on the ground, but her hands were firmly holding Pu Dao, with a crazy smile on her face, she didn't seem to care that the blade was cutting her fingers. .

In Ning Que’s cognition, this aunt with a very high level of Buddhism acted shamelessly and cowardly. She didn’t understand why she let her go, but she still attacked herself and asked, “Why? ?"

Qu Nimati coughed up blood and said with a smile: "Because I want you to die."

Ning Que thought for a while, understood the intention of the old woman, and sent Pu Dao forward with his right hand. The blade cut off several fingers of the old woman, penetrated her body, and burst out a **** flower.

He killed too many people today. He was numb and exhausted and even a little disgusting, so he didn't want to kill anymore, but that didn't mean he didn't dare to kill and could not kill.

Qu Nimadi screamed in pain, her eyes slowly closed, her body still hanging on the blade, and she died.

Many years ago, Ning Que saw this woman for the first time in the Royal Court of the Waste Land. From that day on, he began a story of resentment. He was not here, no matter whether he was in the cultivation world or the strength he was rapidly improving. The old woman suffered a loss in front of her. But at that time, how could he think that one day he could kill this old woman with a single knife?

In the past few years, he occasionally thinks that when the mountain and river meet and argue again, he can humiliate each other by the name of Qinimadi, shout out to your mother, and so on. But after today, regret or no regret, there will be no such opportunity again.

He drew out Pudao and looked at Qu Nimati's body, remembering that all her family had been killed by herself, and thinking silently, I hope your family will reunite, whether it is the underworld or the pure land created by the Buddha.

Seven came out of the crowd. Looking at Qinimadi who was already lying in a pool of blood. He put his hands together, and said with a trembling voice: "I, Buddha, is merciful."

Lu Chenjia walked over slowly and knelt down beside Qu Nimadi. Reached out and hugged her into his arms, lowered his head slightly, looking very confused. There was grief in my heart, but I couldn't speak or shed tears.

Ning Que turned and looked behind the crowd, feeling the breath getting closer, confirming that he could not leave, and began to prepare, stretched his right hand behind him, fingers trembling slightly.

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A carriage drove slowly into the White Pagoda Temple and came to the back of the sea of ​​people. The sixteen horses that were dragging the carriage were so exhausted that they were foaming and were about to lose their strength and die.

An old monk wearing a hat and holding a tin stick walked off the carriage. When his right foot fell on the ground, the carriage made of stainless steel bounced off the ground by half a foot. the distance.

The old monk holding a tin stick, accompanied by dozens of ascetic monks, walked slowly towards the white pagoda of the Hou Temple.

People are everywhere in the White Pagoda Temple. People watched this scene curiously, saluted very politely, guessing the identity of the old monk, and gradually a news spread among the crowd.

The Moon Kingdom is the Kingdom of Buddhism, and the people in Chaoyang City are all Buddhist followers. Suddenly knowing that the first Buddha of this world had come to the world, he was shocked and unable to speak. They stepped aside and knelt to the sides, rapturously and excitedly bowed and saluted, appearing extremely religious, and after a while, the ground was covered with blood stains.

Where the old monk walks slowly, the sea of ​​people will gradually separate, like a wave, exposing the sandy surface of the seabed, and the wind comes from the lake, and the robes on the old monk dance with the wind, as if walking in the middle of the sea.

At the other end of the sea of ​​people, Ning Que killed with a knife, and he also stiffly killed a **** road in the sea of ​​people. Two roads with completely different meanings were extended opposite each other, and there was a moment when they finally met.

The two roads finally meet, the sea of ​​people is divided into two sides, the middle is connected, and they can see each other without hindrance.

The old monk saw the **** young man, saw the daughter of Hades on his back, and saw him drawing a bow.

Ning Que looked at the old monk with light robes, and saw the tin stick in his hand.

The old monk smiled at him and slowly dropped the tin stick.

Ning Que's fingers were loose, and the bowstring bounced back from his fingers.

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After killing Qu Nimadi, Ning Que knew that he could not avoid the powerful aura, so he stretched his hand behind him, not to comfort Sangsang, but to take the iron bow from Sangsang.

When the sea of ​​people gradually divided, he was already full of the iron bow and was aiming in that direction with the arrow cluster.

Ning Que's hands are very stable, just like his mood at this time.

He knew that he was facing the most powerful enemy he had never encountered in his life, so he did not hesitate, nor had any fluke in mind, expecting to be able to use any tactics and use his most powerful weapon in the face.

With a buzzing sound, the bowstring trembles, and a white turbulence emerges from the tail of the iron arrow, and then suddenly disappears.

The next moment, Tie Jian came dozens of meters away and came to the old monk!

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Ning Que didn’t say a word, didn’t change his expression, didn’t ask who the other person was, why he came here, no pleading, no angry shouts, no saying that the Buddhist school of the academy, who cares about you, shoot you first Let's talk about arrows.

The tens of thousands of people in the White Pagoda Temple, the ascetic monks from the Hanging Temple, the people of the Xiling Temple in the distance, and the officials of the Moon Kingdom, no one could have imagined that the battle started so suddenly.

Because it was sudden, it was chilling.

Ning Que keenly noticed that when he released the bowstring, the old monk wearing the hat still didn't make any response, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused for a while.

In any case, the powerful practitioners, faced with the Yuan Thirteen Arrows, which gathered the wisdom of the academy and the resources of the Tang Dynasty, did not dare to ignore it. In the past battles, those strong men who took Ning Que Tie Jian, It was all before Ning Que released his arrow, even only vaguely perceiving a bad omen, so he had to respond in advance.

Whether it is Ye Hongyu's wonderful calculation Wanbing, or Longqing's black natal peach blossom, or Luo Kedi is like a landslide, it is the same, because only in this way can we defeat the absolute speed represented by Yuan Thirteen Arrows.

However, the old monk did nothing.

Ning Que was faintly excited, because he believed that even the sword sage Liu Bai could not just stand still and let himself shoot an arrow, even if he was a big brother, he had to move in advance.

However, he was vaguely wary, because he believed that this old monk was definitely the strongest enemy he had ever encountered. How could he do nothing and let himself shoot to death.

Excitement and vigilance turned into restlessness, and finally turned into panic. No matter what kind of emotion it is, it is actually just a moment, and it is countless times shorter than what the Buddha said.

After that very short period of time, what happened left Ning Que's mind with only one emotion, that is, shock, extreme shock. Apart from shock, there are no other thoughts. .

With a swish, the iron arrow hit the old monk's heart.

The sharp arrow cluster failed to enter the body of the old monk!

The iron arrow seemed to hit a piece of steel, and then the hard body of the arrow suddenly bent!

There was a dull crash, the strong wind was blowing, and the robes on the old monk danced with the wind.

The iron arrow that hit his chest, like a straw intended to pierce the ice, fell down and fell in front of the old monk's feet with a crisp sound.

The wind fell, and the robes on the old monk no longer fluttered.

A piece of cloth fell from the old monk's chest, like a dead leaf.

This is all the damage that Yuan Thirteen Arrows can cause.

The thirteen arrows of the Yuan Dynasty are powerful enough to break through mountains and rocks. Even if they hit a real steel plate, they can easily pierce them, but at this time they can't penetrate the body of the old monk!

Looking at this incredible scene, Ning Que's left hand holding the iron bow trembled slightly.

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When he fleeed outside the West Gate with Sangsang on his back, when he felt the incomparable aura, he had actually guessed who came, but he didn't want that speculation to shake his fighting will, so he was The sea of ​​people gradually divided, and when he saw the old monk for the first time, he shot the Yuan thirteen arrows.

However, the final result proved that no matter how strong his fighting intent is, no matter how decisive he is, how he does not think about the identity of the opponent, those are meaningless in the face of absolute power gap.

Everyone in the White Pagoda Temple has knelt to the ground, and more than kowtowing to the old monk. In the hearts of the people of the moon wheel, this old monk is the Buddha, and the old monk used his body to bear the arrow. , It makes them awed and excited.

Ning Que looked at the old monk and was silent for a long time. His voice was muted and said, "The Xuankong Temple is an unknown place, and the first one to preach is the current Buddha. I really didn't expect you to step into the world. "

The first lecture in the Xuankong Temple is naturally the most powerful person in the Buddhist sect. His position in the world of practice is similar to that of the Zhishou Guanzhu and the master of the academy. How can such a person take the initiative in person, how can Ning Que be able to deal with it? .

The first lecturer looked at Sangsang behind Ning Que, and said slowly: "The daughters of Hades appear in the world, how can I not come? It's you, why don't you leave?"

Ning Que was silent again, and then said, "Why should I leave?"

The first lecturer looked at the corpse and the endless blood behind Ning Que, and asked two words with a slight compassion.

"The world is innocent, why do you suffer so much?"

"The script has no results, why are you so cold?"

Ning Que looked at this terrifying old monk, suppressed the fear in his heart with a very strong will, and said: "Master, you are wrong, I am not cold enough, otherwise I will find my own cause and effect. At that time, I killed the old man and the woman, but when I killed the child, I hesitated and delayed some time, otherwise I would have left now."

The first lecturer sighed and said: "It is rumored that you have been enchanted. Now it seems that not only practice, but also a heart has already been enchanted. In that case, I will send you back."

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(The next chapter will be later, because I’m tired at this time, and I’m afraid there are problems with what I write, so I write slowly and write more seriously.) {Piaotian Literature www.piaotian.com Thank you for your support, Your support is our greatest motivation}