Copper Coins Chapter 91: Centennial Safety (2)

Hundreds of mysterious thunders smashed deep pits on the ground, and countless cracks spread out from the center, some of which went all the way down the river, and some penetrated into the mountains. There was a faint crackling sound in the mountain of Jiang Songshan, and the sound of rumbling spread out for more than a hundred miles, which made people panic.

When the huge wave came straight, it even shattered a mountain, and the rolling stones fell, creating a boundless mist of water in the heavy rain.

When this wave of river tides retreated, the giant pit that was smashed by the thunder was clearly revealed - I saw that in the deep pit that was scorched by the thunder and lightning, Zu Hong was sitting cross-legged, palms folded , reciting the scriptures in a deep voice.

It's just that the golden bell covering his body has been destroyed, and the white linen monk's robe is full of scorched black holes, mixed with blood, which looks terrifying and embarrassing.

He coughed a few more times while chanting the scriptures, and fine blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, showing that he was seriously injured. But the red spots on his face were still creeping up in the Chaoming Palace, and he was almost a stone's throw away from the formation.

It was only after being struck by Xue Xian that the red dot stopped for a moment before moving again. The speed was much slower than before, and it seemed to have returned to its original, most difficult appearance.

He coughed a few times, but couldn't finish reading a single verse, so he simply opened his eyes. For some reason, even at this moment, he didn't seem to be panicking, and it seemed that he had another move. If it was someone else, maybe they would hesitate at this time, and would not attack rashly, so as not to let them take advantage of the loopholes.

But he met Xue Xian.

Zu Hong raised his eyes and saw a man in black standing under the cover of the black cloud, with the remaining Xuan Lei flickering slightly at his feet. He has fair skin and clear eyebrows. It's just that he exudes a gloomy and perverse aura around him, so that even the corners of his pursed lips show an evil spirit.

The most important thing is that in the depths of his dark pupils, there is a faint hint of red.

This is a sign of enchantment.

Whether it's a self-taught mortal or a natural creature, it's possible to go crazy. Maybe he went astray in the process of training, maybe he entered the battle by mistake, maybe he took the medicine pill by mistake, and maybe he had a backlog of violent qi for a long time, just need a little spark, and entering the devil is just a matter of blinking an eye.

But no matter what kind of thing, once they're in a demon, they're going to be pretty scary because they're out of control at all.

As soon as Zu Hong glanced at him, he was struck by lightning again. In the severe pain of cutting the flesh and scraping the bones, Zu Hong frowned and used the inner and spiritual energy to protect the major lifelines in the body again.

And the man in black, who was full of surly aura, walked towards the deep pit without hesitation amid the thunder and lightning, lowered his eyes condescendingly and looked down, suddenly tilted his head, and smiled with one corner of his lips hooked. , said: "I heard that you are the one who pumped my keel?"

He looked at it for a while, then he simply squatted down with his clothes hem, looked at all kinds of thunder and lightning with an extremely indifferent gaze, and said casually: "I have some conscience, you have bones all over your body. When spliced ​​together, it’s not even half as long as my keel, so I’m thinking about your equivalence. Since you slapped my keel, I’ll slap yours too…”

Speaking, he raised a hand lightly, the slender white fingers were very beautiful, and they didn't look like they had been stained with blood. Seeing him bend his fingers, hold something in the air, and gently pull back with an expressionless face.

Zu Hong groaned immediately, his palms together shook, and his left hand immediately grabbed the wrist of his right hand.

He felt that the man in black was pulling his finger bones alive through his flesh. That feeling of being separated from flesh and blood is excruciatingly painful.

At that moment, Zu Hong suddenly wanted to gamble. The man in black saved Xuan Min at a critical moment, and the relationship must be very close. Naturally, his pain would not arouse the attention of the man in black, but Xuan Min did not.

No one cares about the pain of their comrades, even if they hesitate a little...

Just give him a chance...

Thinking of this, Zu Hong immediately said in a hoarse voice: "I am connected with him on the same birthday. If I die, he will not live. As long as he lives, I will not die. Projected on him. So, like this, are you going to continue to kill?"

Seeing the top of Jiang Songshan's rock, Xuan Min squeezed his right hand tightly. There was no expression on his face. If Zu Hong didn't know it, he would never have seen that Xuan Min was enduring great pain.

Why do you endure so much?

Others may not understand, but Zu Hong can't understand it any more. He has always understood Xuan Min's temperament, but it's just different from his way.

The reason why he was so calm was that he didn't reveal a single bit of pain, just to not disturb the man in black to take revenge. And hatred must be settled in person, and no one else is qualified to intervene and replace it.

Who knew that the man in black glanced at Jiang Songshan indifferently. There was a moment of confusion and doubt in his eyes, and he suddenly returned to his expressionless face, and said calmly: "Who is that? Should I recognize it?"

After he finished speaking, he retracted his gaze, looked at Zu Hong with a sneer again, and pulled back the fingers held by the void again.

Xuan Min on the rock froze, gave him a deep look, then lowered his eyes and closed his eyes.

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After Xue Xian left the valley before, he went straight here with the words "Jiang Songshan" by the Songyun Warlock. It's just that he has never experienced such a profound sadness that it is difficult to break free. This kind of sadness, the hatred of the bones, and the violent energy accumulated in the past six months are stirring in the body at the same time, causing his heart to ache for a while.

That kind of pain is even more unbearable than the thunderstorm during the calamity period. Therefore, when the broken bone in his back began to hurt so much that he couldn't support it, his sanity suddenly blurred for a moment.

It seems that a fire has burned from the heart to the brain, and when the burning fades, there is a fog in the air.

He's enchanted.

Even if he saw Xuanmin's memory intermittently due to the implication of copper coins in the next moment, he was still only clear for a moment, and then he fell into a full of violence again.

In that moment of clarity, his body went straight to the ground faster than his mind, saving Xuan Min. When the tyranny was overwhelmed again, he threw Xuan Min in the mountains of Jiang Song.

When he heard Zu Hong's words and turned to look at Xuan Min, he was in a trance for a moment. It seemed that countless memories came flooding in, and nothing seemed to stop. That's why he turned his head back indifferently.

I just don't know why, when Zu Hong's bones twitched for the second time, he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Songshan.

He saw Xuan Min standing there with his eyes lowered, and suddenly a feeling of sadness for no reason came up in his heart, as if this boundless and turbulent river. He was a little strange, as if he had some kind of unnamed emotion, and he was uncontrollable.

He was a little irritated by this emotion, so he turned around coldly, and immediately attracted countless mysterious thunders to fall.

Zu Hong was covered in mess, and the entire monk's robe was red and black, and it didn't look like it was before.

Xue Xian stared at him for a moment, then couldn't help turning to Xuan Min. At this turn, he suddenly saw a few smears of blood on Xuan Min's body, and he was really implicated by Zu Hong.

The bloodstain was so dazzling that Xue Xian was stabbed in his heart. He stared blankly there, and suddenly hesitantly said, "...A bald donkey?"

Xuanmin opened his eyes suddenly, his face was as pale as his lips, he calmly replied "um", raised his hand and added the clothes-cleaning spell.

But even the clothes-cleaning spell couldn't stop the blood, and as soon as it was cleared, he fainted again.

The thunder in Xue Xian's hands suddenly stopped.

His mind was extremely confused, and the pupils of his eyes were suddenly dark and red.

Zhu Hong recited the scriptures again in a low voice at the moment when he had no time to care. As long as a little bit, only a few feet away...

A large piece of blood has finally entered the Palace of Life, gathering from outside to inside. The circle of a hundred people seemed to echo him, and the stone statue trembled slightly.

The two formations at Dongting Lake and Wanshi Mountain were also trembling. And in the Daze Temple on the top of Jiangsong Mountain, the formation was trembling like the other two places.

Seeing that the life-changing formation was completed, a very light sigh suddenly sounded in the hall.

Taibu's fingers twitched in the dizzy, and he seemed to hear the voice of the national teacher in the chaos, and it seemed to be a little different. He just heard the slow voice and sighed softly, "It's your own fault, you can't live."

Maybe it's a flashback, or maybe something else. Taibu suddenly felt that she even had the strength to open her eyes. She stared blankly at the blood-red eyes, and suddenly understood something in the confusion.

She moved her stiff thumb with difficulty, and with the last bit of blood, she slowly drew a horizontal line on the blood line leading to the stone carving.

This move means a horizontal knife truncation in the rune array. The guards repented at the critical moment, and the entire blood formation suddenly fell into crazy chaos. For a time, Dongting, Wanshi Mountain, and Jiangsong Mountain shook at the same time.

The blood spots at Zu Hong's Forehead Life Palace suddenly spread out the moment they converged.

He looked stunned for a moment, and hurriedly raised his hand to touch the Palace of Life, but before he could confirm anything, the stone statues in the circle began to slowly fade from blood.

To be more precise, the blood that was previously drained by it was returned little by little. The situation was reversed, and the blood in the array flowed in the opposite direction in the chaos, and it actually seeped into the fingers of those people little by little.

The chaos of the blood formation instantly implicated the great formation buried in the bones.

Xue Xian and Xuan Min only felt that their feet sank suddenly, and the depths of the river began to move, and in the blink of an eye, there was a prairie prairie.

The huge rumbling and tremor stretched all the way along the ground, and the river waves suddenly became crazy and could no longer be pulled.

The big formation that originally wanted to "peace the world again" was instantly turned into the most terrifying disaster because of the blood formation.

Eight hundred miles of mountains are moving, and two thousand miles of rivers flow down.

The torrent rushed straight to the long bank, the houses were crumbling, and the mountains shattered and collapsed. All the prefectures along the river were caught in the panic of this sudden natural disaster, and the exclamations and cries of the people in the distant counties could be transmitted directly across dozens of miles.

The nearby villages were about to be submerged by the big waves, and the screams and cries were blurred, followed by the high waves, and the sky covered the ground.

The giant formation is turbulent, and the mountains and rivers are uneasy. As the keel of the formation, it is naturally also implicated.

At that moment, Xue Xian only felt that there were countless rocks smashing through his flesh and bones, but in fact the muscles and bones were not in his back at all. With the loud noise of the mountain collapsing, Xue Xian only felt that something in his back suddenly collapsed.

The silk thread between the broken bones was finally overwhelmed, and it was completely broken under the condition that it had not been refined for a long time.

Xue Xian only felt that his legs were suddenly evacuated, and not only his legs, but also his five senses were severely damaged. The sounds in his ears became blurred, his vision became vague, and his sense of touch became dull...

He seems to have become a part of the mountains and rivers because of the giant formation buried in the bones.

It all happened so fast that no one could react. He suddenly felt that the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and there seemed to be endless layers of black clouds shrouded in layers that were about to hit the ground.

Soon he realized that it wasn't that the sky and the earth were fading, but that he was about to lose sight.

As the scene in front of me is getting darker and darker, it almost melts into darkness. He suddenly just wanted to turn his head to look at the white shadow on Jiang Song Mountain again.

The blurry white shadow suddenly raised his hand, and then the golden light burst, and countless threads of silk shrouded out of his hand. One by one, it held the turbulent mountains and the rushing waves...

Xuan Min held the copper coin in one hand like that, his tense arm had torn open countless cracks, and the snow-white monk robe was dyed layer by layer with fresh blood. But he didn't care, and while holding the mountains and rivers tightly, the other hand suddenly retracted.

Boom-

Something massive jolted beneath the mountains.

The wind is stronger, the ground is stronger, and the surf is like a wild horse. Xuan Min's hand holding the copper coin tightened, and the blood stains on the monk's robe fainted again.

But he didn't realize it, still holding his other hand stubbornly.

Rumble--

After he exerted force several times, something finally emerged from the ground, the spine of a long cypress.

Once the spirits that held the formation were taken out, the entire formation suddenly became chaotic like crazy.

There are only a handful of spiritual beings in this world that can hold down such a large formation, no more than two. Zu Hong chose the keel, and Xuan Min chose the Buddha bone.

I saw him shaking, and two **** bones were melted from his waist. Even though he didn't cut the skin and cut the flesh, after the Buddha's bones were pulled out, Xuan Min's vitality instantly dissipated at an astonishing speed.

His face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were as black as ink.

With a plate of copper coins between the fingers, the mountains cleared the way, and the cracking sound of the feet cracked, opening a huge mouth of the abyss. The two Buddha bones were sunk into the abyss by him, and then the mountains moved and were pulled together again.

At that moment, the blood mole on Xuanmin's neck suddenly crawled out several blood veins, like a dying spider, after spreading its eight legs, it slowly curled back.

The blood mole is getting darker and darker, and Zu Hong, who is sitting cross-legged in the same place, finally lost the last bit of support. His face suddenly became old, and the brilliance in the eyes that resembled Xuan Min was lost, as if covered with a layer of gray fog.

He struggled for many years, but in the end he couldn't escape death.

When people are dying, they always think of many, many things, so long that they even think they have forgotten them. His darkening eyes glanced blankly at the sky, and he suddenly remembered that when he was brought back by the noble man in Jiangsong Mountain, it was also the same weather. flooded the mountain.

It was the first time he saw such a person out of the dust, as if he had the light of dawn on his body.

It wasn't until he entered the Tianji Academy that he knew that the noble was a national teacher. The national teacher is a position passed down from generation to generation. The first generation came from the southern border. This noble person happens to be the second. And he who was brought back to the Tianji Academy will become the third in the future.

He called the noble person Master, but the other person always seemed cold and reticent. Because of the title of Master, he never shouted a few times in his whole life.

The time from childhood to adulthood seems extraordinarily long and fleeting.

The length is that he can steal a long time of laziness while reading the scriptures, and the gods have appeared for a long time, and the time does not seem to have gone much. And in the blink of an eye, the more than ten years have left no trace on his master.

Later, he learned that his master was wearing Buddha bones, so his lifespan was much longer than ordinary people, and he aged much slower.

At that time, he was simply envious. After many years, there was no even envy.

Because his master, who was supposed to live a long time, died when he was in his twenties, just to save one life.

What about wearing Buddha bones? Still dead early.

At that time, he couldn't tell whether he was sad or something, but sometimes standing alone on the high-rise building of Wangxing in Tianjiyuan, he would suddenly think of the previous national teacher.

Afterwards, at the foot of Jiang Songshan, he brought back his next appointment - a child with Buddha bones who resembled his master who died early at a young age.

He gave the child the original name of the second national teacher, Xuan Min.

As a result, the faint envy that once appeared again, was only a little at first, and then accumulated more and more as Xuan Min grew up.

During the more than ten years in charge of Xuan Min, he tried to suppress this emotion and convince himself to stay away from the temple. However, in the end, he couldn't hold it in. When he suddenly found that he was getting old uncontrollably, and one day he would turn into a handful of loess, envy turned into jealousy.

Insufficient greed.

Not enough greed...

The dark clouds are getting heavier and his eyelids are getting heavier. At the last moment of his consciousness, he suddenly saw the big waves coming from his head, and there was a faint cry in his ears.

This is also not the same as his original intention. He just wants to seek something beneficial to himself while pacifying disasters and saving people.

I just don't know when, under the greed, the road is getting crooked...

It is said that people are good at their words when they are about to die. This may be because the former nobleman has a spirit, which made him regain a little bit of his original intention at the end. As for the debt owed, it will probably be repaid in the form of a sideways...

Zhu Hong was in a daze, and groped for his string of copper coins, smearing his face with blood.

Then the dim gold thread was scattered from the copper coins, holding the wave headed towards the village...

The formation of the Buddha's bones has not yet been fully effective. The wind is still whistling in the ears, and the mountains are still rumbling and trembling behind them. Countless terrified screams and mournful cries have been torn apart by the wind. Thousands of white horses galloping towards the sky almost lifted to the sky... In the end, they didn't really drown the river bank.

Because the eight hundred miles of mountains and the two thousand miles of river waves are being pulled by countless golden threads, and the other end of the golden thread is in Xuan Min's hands.

As for Xuanmin, he was half-kneeling in front of Xue Xian.

The influence of the keel has not yet dissipated from Xue Xian. He could not see or hear. He just hung his hands in a daze, as motionless as a stone statue. The dark robe seemed to be soaked by the waves. No wave actually hit him. Those drenched traces are all cold sweat and invisible blood...

Xuan Min coughed a few times, but never looked away from Xue Xian's face. His robes, which were always like clouds and snow, were dyed a deep red with blood, and his raised fingers were also glowing with ashes.

He slowly unraveled the long spine of the real dragon he had retrieved, and pushed it into Xue Xian's body little by little.

Xue Xian's dull eyes finally moved, and a faint light appeared.

However, Xuan Min raised his hand to cover his eyes. After looking at him quietly for a long time, he finally reached out and kissed him.

It was a kiss that could be closed at the touch of a button, as light as early morning fog, and as heavy as overwhelmed mountains and rivers.

Xuan Min coughed and lowered his eyes, but his palm still gently covered Xue Xian's eyes, and then the cough became lower and lower...

Zu Hong's eyes finally drifted away due to his longevity, and he lowered his head feebly.

And Xuan Min's hand also slipped down a little lifelessly, revealing Xue Xian's red eyes...

The author has something to say: The protagonists are immortal, and they also come with a kiss. Is it considered a piece of sugar→_→It will be all sugar from tomorrow~

Happy New Year's Eve everyone! ! ~ You are so diligent in the Chinese New Year, praise me!

I was sleepy, I went to bed_(:з」∠)_