Chapter 177: The Lion Roar of the Breaking the Ring

In a gambling house that didn't know the age.

The sound of shouting and shouting was noisy, and the man who was shaking the color had his head, his upper body was full of venomous snake tattoos. The two bodyguards sitting beside him were all wearing white loincloths, and their belly was tightly wrapped with cloth strips to avoid catching a cold.

The most despicable gangsters gathered here, including ronin with swords and swords. The smell of sweat and the burning of inferior lamp oil were mixed together. The sake was turned to the ground, and the sound of scolding and betting were mixed together. The accountants and bodyguards at the door were bored and stared at the sweaty gamblers.

The evil spirit is everywhere.

Qianye lion roared and sat among a group of gamblers carrying a hat. The black monk's roar and the thin layer of blue stubble looked extremely dissatisfied.

"Hey, monk. You guy, you are obviously a monk and are so arrogant. Is the real sword on your waist? It wasn't it stolen, right? Will you use it?"

Qianye lion roared and stroked the chips in his hand, and only glanced at the rogue.

The gangster spoke louder and louder. Seeing that the monk was silent, he thought it was a sign of timidity. Seeing the long sword around his waist was extremely luxuriously decorated, he couldn't help but reach out to pull it out.

With a bang, Qianye's lion roar pinched his wrist.

"Hey, you bald man, do you know what you are doing?"

Let's just kill these miscellaneous things.

Qianye Lion Roar wiped the spit on the other person's face with his fingers, and a trace of murderous intent appeared on his hard face. The flower of Mandala was like a delicate carving carved on rotten vegetable leaves, on his rough skin, a tattoo pierced with special dyes bit by bit. The extremely beautiful pattern pierced his ugly and shriveled **, just like a noble Buddhist son descending into the dirty world.

Find the true meaning of Buddha from the lowest place. This is the way the monk Qianye Lion Roars in the Breaking Precepts.

Human beings are originally an ugly thing, he draws his sword. The cold and cold sword light draws a short and sharp straight line, cutting the other person's throat open. The smelly blood sprays all over him. This unclean thing makes him feel sincerely disgusted.

But he still has to continue to do it. His movements are short and simple, and his hard sword skills are built on his solid muscles and superb reflex nerves. His heart is as calm as water, and all the enemy's swords are reflected in his eyes like reflections. The moves trained in killing again and again are simple and concise.

The blood soaked on the hilt of the knife. His fingers were covered with sticky and smooth liquid. But this did not affect his sword like thunder, slashing, stabbing, blocking, forehand, and backhand. My sword skills were purely for killing moves and for the sword skills of experiencing Buddhas and the sword skills of living the world.

The scabbard and the long sword are two weapons that can be used at the same time. The Qianye Lion Roar is the roar of a single sword. He only has this Tai sword. He killed the "Miaofa Lianhua Heresy Village" that he snatched after the presidency of a temple. He could hear it. This knife was summoning him. He knew that this was the decree of the Great Sun Tathagata.

He used the sword technique to be incredible, and there was no need to think about it. The subconscious instinct of the body was enough. He followed the sound of the sword, and he was one with the sword, and he was the wonderful lotus, and he saved all sentient beings. The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and life is suffering. Save, save, and use the sword to save, he is the incarnation of the fire of kalpa in the eyes of Buddha.

The six paths of reincarnation, the great way of the Brahma world. Putting these filthy people back into the cycle of the six paths of reincarnation is to save all sentient beings. He is willing to bear all filthy sins with himself. He sings loudly, even if he falls into the Avici Hell after his death, he will bear all the evil karma of all the sinners.

If I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?

After he was saved, he stood in a pool of blood and looked at the corpses around him. He was originally an impure person, but now he was just dead dust. And the most impure person among them was himself holding a knife. The air of the dead came in from the pores of the whole body, walking in his own blood like insects.

He does not feel any burden on his body with evil karma. He feels peaceful and joyful in his heart. The numerous karmas not only do not damage his majesty, but also gives him the power to practice the Dharma. His blood vessels are dirty and violent. The thousand-night lion roars and recites the name of Tathagata. Everything in the world has infinite wisdom and infinite light. When it is enlightened, there will be no place for the Pure Land Spirit Mountain.

He revives his blood, then slowly withdraws the knife and returns to the sheath.

The sword inscription: The wonderful lotus.

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The dragon flapped its wings and flew through the sky. It realized that there were two people walking on the road between the mountains below, and then it began to think about whether to have some fun.

Then, come on.

It knew that its leader had signed a contract with a very powerful alien creature, and according to the agreement, they wanted to kill as many humans in the Sky Province as possible. Although they were ordered to prohibit invading those big towns, it would be fine if the guys who had the courage to walk brightly on the road were killed.

It began to circle and then thrust down. One of its favorite things to do is to grab the creatures, take them to the sky, and then throw them down. Those fragile fakes always make very interesting sounds when they fall on the rocks, turning into a big pool of bloody flesh.

It flew low and then discovered that it was a woman and a...

Ghoul?

Then, its brain hurt. It was like a needle pricking it hard in its brain. The severe pain made it lose its self-awareness in a short period of time. It only recovered its feelings after about two seconds, and then it roared and hit the ground.

Even a dragon hit the rock at a speed of more than 150 kilometers per hour, it was a heavy blow that could seriously injure him.

The woman hugged her hand and glanced at it coldly. The tall ghoul climbed up the hillside calmly, raised the ebony sword in her hand, and pierced the dragon's neck with a slight sound. Under the operation of the ghoul's shriveled muscles, the sharp blade of the giant sword rotated inside the dragon's body. It roared in despair, then turned its head and bit the ghoul's body.

The ebony's heavy armor gradually twisted under its sharp teeth, and the fragile body of the corpse ghost began to shatter. However, the strength of the giant sword also became stronger. The ghoul, who was not afraid of pain, held the hilt of the sword with both hands and pressed it down hard. The sword blade flashing with cold light cut open the dragon's neck.

With a muffled sound, the fangs penetrated the body of the Ghost Lord back and forth. Two ferocious monsters died at the same time. The ebony giant sword was still inserted into the dragon's neck, flashing with an ominous cold light.

Sadako Yamamura sighed. She climbed up the hill and checked the injuries of the Ghost Lord. The result was not optimistic. The strong Ghost's spine was broken. Even if she used the undead technique to support her, her strength was only similar to the weakest skeleton.

"Bye now."

She knelt on the rock and silently recited the mantra of rebirth. Then she glanced at the dragon. The dragon's flesh and blood had begun to turn into ashes and returned to the river of time. The dragon-slaying reward at the center of the world has arrived, but she felt no joy at all.

Two long swords hung around her waist, the Pale Blade and the Red Eagle Heart.

It took three days for Sadako Yamamura to set up two crypts and collect the last two pieces of Gordo's amulet. What we need to do now is to complete the final ceremony. According to Su Jing's introduction, it is to defeat the souls of the three Gordo brothers, and then summon the souls of the ** Master Gordo, so that he can reorganize the three accessories into one.

The Ghost Lord who has been with her until now finally fell down.

Now, she is alone again.

She pulled up her hood, and in the distance was a large waterfall falling on the cliff, and the tomb of the Gordo Master buried was hidden behind this waterfall.

Although she lost all the corpse ghosts, she was not afraid at all. Sadako Yamamura slowly pulled out the two long swords from her waist. The sword body that had been simply modified by Su Jing was more balanced and tough, and the weight was reduced by half. Its appearance was more in line with the aesthetic view of the modifyer, slender and smooth, becoming more like the craftsmanship of the elves.

Even if the fragments of the three amulets were not aggregated together, Sadako Yamamura could still find a way to use them at the same time. An iron chain strung together the sharp fragments, and each of them was buried deep under the girl's skin. Through this implantation method, she could absorb the power from the three amulets at the same time...

One represents a powerful mental power, the other strengthens a nearly immortal physique. The third one gives her the power of a legendary warrior.

This is the power of Gordo's talisman, which is different from the useless props in the game. In the real world, this artifact that once caused the turmoil of the kingdom has the power to instantly transform a mortal into an all-powerful brave man.

Ignoring the powerful water pressure, Sadako Yamamura walked into the catacomb with her two swords.

Gordo’s three sons and three powerful spirits are equivalent to three sumptuous meals…

Maybe it can further her mental power.

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The snow man city is on the verge of destruction.

The Longxiao Palace, which used to live at the highest point in the city, has become a dead domain. The Emperor* team that moved in has cleaned the place several times, but the faint smell of fishy smell still cannot be dissipated.

Dugucheng Palace Master Lu Mengyao put down her cloak and looked around the palace where disasters had happened. She sniffed, hooked a small pinch of spice with her fingernails and stuffed it into her nostrils.

"His Highness Elisif has appointed me to be the temporary lord of Xueman City for the time being. So, soldiers, I think you still have a lot of work to do, repair the city walls, and make some city defense equipment. What we want is the kind of large crossbow that can shoot dragons. As for the design drawings, this gentleman will provide it."

Beside her, a guy dressed like a second-rate nobleman took out a roll of drawings.

"Okay, gentlemen. Let me declare. I am Tomsu of the Storm Cloak. You may have heard of my name. I now announce that I have abandoned the darkness and turned to light and joined the Emperor, so... let us abandon our past grudges and fight together to defeat the big guys in the sky."

The imperial generals standing below all looked at this exaggerated guy with distrust.

"It seems that the construction of this command base is not smooth sailing." Su Jing leaned into Lu Mengyao's ear and said.

"When I control their spirits, you can pull the people from the Storm Cloak over... Speaking of mental control, no matter how you look at it, your little girlfriend is better at it."

"Soon, she will be back soon."
Chapter completed!