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Chapter 732 Purifying the Snow with Blood



Chapter 732 Purifying the Snow with Blood

Chapter 732 Purifying the Snow with Blood

The bloodbath rolled all the way northward, like a fountain of blood mercilessly spilling on the vast snowfield, presenting a bloody and icy purity that was so glaring and shocking.

In the underworld, countless mortals raised their heads and stood quietly, as if waiting for something. The fear and anxiety in their eyes turned into deep expectation, as if emitting a light called hope.

The Qilin arrived and not only stopped the demon army, but also refined all the saints to death in the heart of the northern border.

Right now, what is most lacking is hope. The news conveyed by the ghost army and the believers of Wuxian have made countless mortals skeptical, but they have to believe it. However, some people who have come into contact with cultivators are quite knowledgeable and know what this means. They are already trembling with excitement.

"I didn't expect that in such a dangerous battle, we would not have the chance to serve under the army commander. It's really a pity..." Gui Liuye slung his long sword across his body, with a bitter face, and rolled his eyes helplessly, "Wen Laifu was lucky enough to not miss a single battle."

The Buddha Mother has been reconnected to the Avici Prison and has informed the Avici believers and all the ghost armies. The Blood Sea is rushing back at full speed and will see the light of day again today.

This news was like a vast thunder that fell into the eternal silence and darkness, bringing a ray of light and filling countless mortals with expectations.

Gui Qi Ye stood beside Gui Liuye, and seemed to be accustomed to his complaints. He was not moved at all, but just wiped the long sword quietly, like a silent mountain range.

However, silence cannot stop the nagging from the other side, just like in the silent dark night, there are always twinkling stars and some burning wildfires, giving a faint light, although weak, but also vivid.

The corners of Gui Qiye's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was smiling, but also as if he was still expressionless, as if nothing had happened.

When I followed the army's main soul to this northern border, I thought it would be a protracted battle, but I didn't expect that the outcome would be decided within a hundred years.

There is always a majestic thing, there is always blood in the cup, there is always no way to escape, there is always spring in the northern border, there is always a person among the ordinary people...

"I'm telling you, when I meet the army commander, I will definitely ask for a fight. The first battle in the Northern Frontier was won by our ghost army, and this is the final battle in the Northern Frontier, so it's logical that the eight ghost armies should take action... Gui Qiye, are you listening?"

The voice of the leader of the Sixth Ghost Army came from the side incessantly, like the Milky Way coming down from the sky, slowly falling into one's arms.

Gui Qiye suddenly spoke up, "As a human being, I don't want to be fed by beasts. I would rather go to the netherworld than to heaven... I didn't expect that today would finally fulfill that person's wish."

Gui Liuye was startled and suddenly no sound came out of his mouth. After a long time, he slowly spoke, but his tone became a little low, "So you also remember..."

He raised his head, as if he wanted to say something, but unfortunately, it was as if a stone was pressing on his chest, blocking his throat.

When he first became a ghost, he saw things that were unspeakable. Afterwards, the two ghost army leaders said nothing, and never mentioned the desolation they saw that day again, as if they were accustomed to seeing the separation of people in the world.

In the peaceful place, the ground was covered with blood and the bones were blown away by the wind... In a trance, Gui Liuye seemed to see the sixty-year-old man who had cremated him with his own hands that year. His face had regained its kindness and peace, and he bowed to him as if to express his gratitude.

"I dare not forget even for a day, so I wipe this long sword every day..."

Gui Qi Ye spoke unexpectedly more today, and the red light in his eyes became more and more boiling, just like the words written in blood on the wall back then, so intense that people dared not look directly at it.

Gui Liuye grinned and patted the shoulder of the leader of the Seventh Ghost Army hard. His hand armor hit the Ming armor, making a "bang bang" sound.

The long sword wants to cut off the hasty past, the cold blade is as hot as the heart, the blood is all over the sky today, and the tears in my heart are like a river.

"Now that the military commander is here, today in the Northern Frontier, we must avenge those who have wronged us and take revenge for those who have grievances!" Gui Liuye's eyes also showed murderous intent.

Behind the two ghost kings, many ghost soldiers were lined up like a mountain, motionless, with bright armor shining and cold blades heavy, as if they were ready to fight side by side in a bloody battle, as if their life and death were at stake, and they were ready to trample on the evil aura in the sky.

"Here it comes!" Gui Liuye and Gui Qiye's faces sternly looked at the same time.

Above the underworld, the dark mist that had been heavy and silent suddenly became turbulent, as if an invisible giant hand was stirring and tearing it apart...

Billions of mortals looked up with excitement, and even their breathing slowed down.

Suddenly, the dark clouds seemed unable to withstand the tremendous force and slowly cracked open. The bright light from the sky suddenly came in and sprinkled on the netherworld for the first time.

Thunderous cheers immediately rose into the sky, and in response, countless tears, some clear and some turbid, gently fell into the underworld, floating slowly.

Many believers in the hell worshipped towards the sky, and countless mortal bodies had tears in their eyes. He was really alive!

The crack kept getting bigger, and under the reflection of the skylight, a figure stepped out from the crack. The red scales all over his body were like the fire of red lotus, the dark green hair seemed like mercy, and his bright and beautiful face was like warm white jade, indifferent and proud, it was as if a fairy and the mother of Buddha were in one body, graceful and stern.

"I have said that I will come to take you back to heaven. This oath cannot be moved by heaven and earth, nor can demons or monsters shake you!"

The celestial music echoed in the sky above the underworld, curling like a clear spring, but with an unstoppable power, as if saying that he would not become a Buddha until all living beings were saved. It was also like the oath of the Tianzong, presented between heaven and earth, and made sincerely before the Human Emperor.

Draw your own ideas about the world, hold your heart to have no regrets, use your infatuation as the strings, play a tune for laziness and leisure, and come to kill.

The Avici Buddha Mother sat cross-legged in the void, as if picking a flower. In an instant, she was radiant with light, blooming like a lotus. The underworld was suddenly filled with a faint Zen fragrance.

Vaguely one can see a majestic and sacred image of a Bodhisattva, floating up and down in the dark fog, illusory and ethereal, shining like a lotus, and even more eerie and cold.

Suddenly, the sky-splitting sound was heard from all directions, like thunder falling from the sky, terrifying and horrifying. Endless Buddha nature and vows suddenly surged, boiling like the sea, as if to expand the entire netherworld.

An inexplicable aura descended in the emptiness and silence, carrying with it a profound and unfathomable momentum.

Shen Caiyan wanted to catch it, but it was so faint that she could not get close to it. The energy was like the brilliant clouds in the sky, so beautiful and fantastic. She wanted to reach out and catch it, but she could not touch it no matter what.

She is a master of the spirit body and has unparalleled control over magic weapons. Unfortunately, she has no special attainments in generating wisdom from meditation or gaining spirituality from mysteries.

She also knew that there must be a great opportunity in the underworld, and it might even be her chance to achieve enlightenment. Unfortunately, she was afraid that she would miss it in vain.

"I will not attain Buddhahood until hell is empty, and I will not attain Bodhi until all sentient beings are saved..."

A long and leisurely word came from the ghost contract, and instantly made the cold and charming peach blossom eyes glow with light, and the whole person became bright and brilliant, as if a candle had obtained fire, as if the moon had moved away from the clouds, as if there was a moment of clarity in a bizarre dream.

Looking at the endless sentient beings below who were ecstatic, and the Buddha's will as vast as the sea, Shen Caiyan couldn't help but sigh softly. The sky was high and the earth was vast. Fortunately, she met that wonderful person, so that she could see the changes in the world and the moving sentient beings. "I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty. I will not attain Bodhi until all sentient beings are saved..."

The cold immortal music echoed in the underworld, rippling in the darkness, but it was as bright and shining as the sun, illuminating all the heartless things in heaven and earth, and showing mercy to all sentient beings in the universe.

Endless Buddhist chants and Zen songs suddenly resounded throughout the netherworld, with the sounds of Prajnaparamita, compassion, joy, and liberation... The Buddha's light shone, and golden and silver rains fell, forming a cloud of great merit, a cloud of great refuge, and a cloud of great praise...

The underworld is like the Pure Land of Buddha, with great joy and freedom. Those who have been saved, those who are to be saved, and those who have not been saved are all condensed into Buddha nature. Those who have been accomplished, those who are to be accomplished, and those who have not yet been accomplished will all be accomplished in the end.

In an instant, a circle of Buddha's light condensed behind Shen Caiyan. It was the ultimate awakening, the manifestation of compassion, the brightness in the sky, and the realization in a trance.

She couldn't help but burst into tears. After walking so far, it was finally accomplished!

Finally, I can stand quietly behind him forever in the rolling water, or warm his cup, or talk with him with a smile...

boom!

Countless sentient beings suddenly found that they had returned to the world of the living. The sunlight sprinkled on their bodies, warm and making them linger...

Shen Caiyan raised her eyes and lightly met the man's gentle eyebrows, then she lowered her eyebrows shyly and smiled, "I can achieve the path of the primordial spirit, and I have to thank the master for his advice!

The great ghost king Zongbu is in front, and the great ghost mother Xieyan is here to see you!"

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The sea of ​​blood was like a huge tide, and the ghost fog was like a huge wave, strangling the heart of the Suxue Demon Court from the left and right. Their target was the center of the Suxue Demon Court, the Jingxue Imperial City.

The demon army along the way wanted to stop them, but were all smashed to pieces, like a mud cow entering the sea, or like a snow lion that got close to the flame and melted at the touch, as if being swallowed by a whale. The land belonging to the Demon Court had been swept away by the sea of ​​blood and ghost fog.

Even though there was a demon king who was aware of the situation and issued a warning, he was unable to avoid the fierce attack of the human race's Tianzong. Most of the demon kings were swallowed up by the blood tide and ghost fog, and then no sound was made again. Only the demon kings within thousands of miles of the imperial city barely escaped because of the close distance.

The Demon Saint who stayed behind hurriedly activated the Imperial City Demon Formation, causing a massive snowstorm that covered the sky and the sun, and obscured the area within a thousand miles around the Imperial City, and only then was he able to barely hold back the human race's Tianzong's army.

However, the situation is already precarious. Although the great saints of Suxue have launched an emergency spiritual message, distant water cannot quench a nearby fire. The raging sea of ​​blood and the dark ghost fog are like two terrifying claws that are slowly grabbing towards the Jingxue Imperial City, bringing unspeakable terror.

Even among the demon saints, there are some disagreements: should they defend or stay?

The demon saints had no doubt that the demon master would do his utmost to rescue them, but at least half of them had no confidence that they could hold on until that moment. Now that the blood sea was striking back and the dark fog was approaching, it was conceivable that both the saints of Che Lei and the demon emperor Su Xue would be ambushed and die.

In the endless snow and wind, the sea of ​​blood and the dark fog were not in a hurry. Instead, they leisurely broke through the snow and wind, just like two alert hunters, slowly approaching the prey that accidentally fell into the trap, extremely cautious but cold and ruthless.

Just like the Yin-Yang Mill, it continuously eroded the defensive formation of the Jingxue Imperial City and made all the demon saints feel a chill in their hearts. If it was delayed for another day, they would not be able to escape even if they wanted to. And this purpose might be exactly what the other side was planning.

If they are divided, their fighting power will be weakened; if they unite, they will fall into the trap together.

A hint of anxiety could not help but appear in the eyes of the Demon Saint Huimei. "We can't wait any longer. Demons are in control of life. As long as we, the Demon Saints, are alive, Suxue will not die. If we all die, we will hand over this northern border to the Tianzong of the human race."

"The support from the demon master may be on the way. If we escape, we will lose the strategic location of the northern border. If we want to take it back, I don't know how much effort and planning it will take! If we don't defend the northern border, I'm afraid that the defeat in the Yuanjie war will be caused by this!"

Huihan Demon Saint shook his head and said solemnly, "The Snowstorm Formation has been activated. Even if the blood sea is fierce and the fog is thick, we will not dare to go deep into the enemy's territory alone. As long as we defend the Imperial City, we will be able to get help from the Demon Master."

"But, we have not yet found out the reason why the Demon King and the Saints of Chelei fell. If the Tianzong of the human race can still use such means, what should we do? How can we defend this imperial city?"

The Demon Saint Huimei was furious and argued, "I'm not afraid of death. Right now, the Jingxue Imperial City is a dead end, but we are the living chess pieces. As long as we ask the Demon Master to help us plan, we may be able to take back the foundation of the Northern Frontier in the future. If I die, I will be irresponsible to Yuanjie!"

"Alright, alright! Whether we stay or go, we are all pure-hearted. No demon saint is afraid of death, but even if we die, our death must be meaningful!"

Another demon saint said with emotion, "In short, either all of us must flee, or none of us must stay. We must not leave any loopholes for the opponent to defeat us one by one.

If you ask me, one person, one vote, decides whether to stay or go! "

The demon saints looked at each other, remained silent for a long time, and finally nodded slowly.

Now that the Demon King has fallen and there is no one to take the lead, it is acceptable to make a decision this way. As long as everyone reaches a consensus, all the Demon Saints will hold each other tightly together without any flaws. Even if they collapse, they will at least knock out a few teeth of the other side.

At this moment, a demon king rushed into the hall, looking terrified, and even his body was shaking, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

"Say, all the saints are here, the sky won't fall!"

The Demon Saint Huihan spoke in a deep voice, and there was a calm power contained in it, like the vast snowfield, unmoving, calm and indifferent.

"The Yuanshen Dharma image has appeared above the blood sea and ghost fog!"

The demon king swallowed, as if he was suppressing the fear in his heart. "There is the Lord of Xingtian, the Golden Jade Qilin, and even..."

"Even what?" The Demon Saint Huimei glared and roared, "Are you really here to risk your life? Do you really think that I, the Demon Court of Snow, am afraid of you?"

All the demon saints sighed. The Golden Jade Qilin had come in person, the Lord of Xingtian had arrived, and it seemed that the other side also came with the intention of fighting to the death.

The demon king showed a deep bitterness on his face, "The Buddha's nature is revealed above the ghost fog, and it even presents the appearance of hell. I'm afraid that the Buddha Mother has also realized the original spirit."

He had served in the Chelei Demon Court. Compared with the Lord of Xingtian and the Golden Jade Unicorn, he was more afraid of the Stern and Resolute Buddha Mother who devoured Buddhas and demons.

What? Shen Caiyan finally achieved the path of the primordial spirit?! The demon saints looked as if struck by thunder, their faces changed in vain, and a solemn look appeared in their eyes.

After the Demon King left the hall, Huihan Demon Saint shook his head and sighed, "The situation is indeed not good. We must make a decision early. Whether to fight or flee, all the saints are here, and the decision will be made at a glance."

“…rustle…vote…rustle…vote…” A faint voice came from the saints, expressing their firm support.

(End of this chapter)


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