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Chapter 1395 After the West Mountain

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    Zhu Chungang's Ninth Tribulation was as thick as a bucket, Yu Qiuyang's Heavenly Thunder turned into a dragon, and Xiang Que's Ninth Heaven's Tribulation was not too small. The Heavenly Thunder fell from the sky and fell directly on Xiang Que, and immediately spread from his body.  There was a roar.

    "I can not be reconciled¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤"

    Xiang Que remained silent, as if he had already been killed by Wang Kunlun's wooden sword.

    Before the catastrophe came, Qi Changqing dragged Wang Kunlun back quickly and fell to the distance. After the sky thunder struck Xiang Que, countless black threads spread from his body, and the evil thoughts of the Tibetans were completely wiped out under the sky thunder.  .

    "Boom"

    After a continuous loud noise, the top of Xishan Mountain seemed to be disturbed in an instant, and the entire mountain was razed to the ground. Looking around, the mountain was in a mess, and the earth and rocks on the thirteen graves were scattered and scattered.  , the feet of several people trembled, and the echoes of the thunder disaster echoed in several mountain peaks.

    After waiting for a long time, the aftermath of the catastrophe gradually dissipated. Wang Kunlun, Wang Xuanzhen, and Cao Shanjun quickly ran towards the top of the west mountain before the dust cleared. Qi Changqing looked at the extinguished candle in his hand and said dumbly.  : "No, there is no need to go"

    The three of them didn't seem to hear Qi Changqing's words. After rushing to the top of the mountain, they searched around in panic. A pothole with a depth of more than one meter and a diameter of four or five meters appeared in the middle of the top of the mountain.  After Jie was smashed to the ground, the place where Jie was located when the ninth day descended, there was no such figure at this time, only countless rubble and falling snowflakes.

    "Plop" Wang Kunlun sat on the ground in a daze, and he slammed the wooden sword tightly in his hand: "Did I kill my brother?"

    "Where is the person? Where is the person? Even if he is dead, where is the person? Where is the body? There is not even a scum left? Impossible, this is impossible." Wang Xuanzhen walked back and forth on the top of the mountain in disorder, his eyes were red again and again.  Searching the top of the mountain again and again.

    Cao Shanjun clasped his hands together and recited the dharma name eleven times, then simply sat cross-legged on the ground, reciting scriptures in his mouth.

    Although Xiang Que had too many signs of arranging funeral arrangements before, they already had the worst predictions for the outcome in their hearts, but when they had to face this cruel fact, they still couldn't accept the news that Xiang Que had died.  The result is one thing, but facing it is another state of mind. Parting from life and death is the most unacceptable pain in life.

    "Tat, Tat, Tat, Tat" Qi Changqing took heavy steps and let out a long sigh.

    Wang Xuanzhen frowned and said: "Senior brother, even if a person dies, the body can still be left behind, right?"

    Qi Changqing said silently: "Under the ninth thunderstorm, if you can't survive it, you will naturally be wiped out in ashes."

    "Where's the bone dregs? Where's the clothes? Nothing left?"

    Qi Changqing silently shook his head again and said nothing more.

    Cao Shanjun opened his eyes and looked at the Fate Soul Lamp in his hand, Wang Xuanzhen's eyes also fell on it, the two people who knew this ancient bronze lamp felt a "thump" in their hearts, the death lamp went out!

    The top of Xishan was bleak and sad, and the four of them stood there dumbfounded, without saying a word.

    Xiang Que has made countless enemies throughout his life, and he only made friends with a few people, but it would be too simple to describe anyone who can be handed over by him as a close friend. Wang Kunlun, Wang Xuanzhen or Cao Shanjun, Xiang Que only needs to say a word, brother  How about blocking a knife for me?  None of these three people would be ambiguous, no one would frown when Xiang Que said that he would block two swords, even if they died because of this, no one would complain about Xiang Que in the underworld, because Xiang Que had already  I have been a desperate Saburo for them a few times.

    "Brother, can't you deduce Xiang Que's life and death?" Wang Kunlun suddenly turned around and said.

    "Before Xiang Que faced the old Xishan grave, we had studied his victory or defeat this time before my master and uncle left." Qi Changqing rubbed the soul lamp in his hand, and said with a vicissitudes of life: "The odds of winning are less than 50%.  I can't see any results, his fortune-telling is blinded by heavenly secrets, none of us can forcibly calculate his life and death, everything can only depend on the destiny."

    Facing the old grave in Xishan, Xiang Que was not only uncertain about himself, but also very uncertain about Gujing Temple. If Xiang Que could walk over easily, Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang would not pave the way for him again before leaving  , Only when they are extremely unclear about the way forward, the two will not make frequent shots. From this point, it can be seen indirectly that Qi Changqing, Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang's psychology has always been beating the drum.

    After all, this is a ray of inner demons that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva forcibly pulled out. You can use the equation to calculate what level of character Ksitigarbha is. Even if his inner demons are not as good as him, he is still a strong character.  up.

    "Even though I'm deadit's an honor to die?" Qi Changqing suddenly put the soul lamp in his hand on the ground, and said softly: "Then here, let's build a grave for him."

    "Okay, let's do it ourselves." Wang Kunlun immediately threw the long sword in the soil.

    "Que, parents" Wang Xuanzhen asked hesitantly.

    Qi Changqing frowned: "Let's leave it there for now. If you can procrastinate, you can procrastinate. The old man has some things that he can't tell them for the time being. Also, it will be a matter of time before I get married. If life and death are uncertain, I won't talk about it. I'll go."  After that, the Gujing Temple needs you to take care of it, and there is no need to worry too much about Chen Xia, the most important thing is the children, this matter is more troublesome."

    Wang Kunlun suddenly said: "I'll go there"

    Wang Kunlun rushed from Xishan to Qufu on the third day after saying this sentence. He changed from a generation of killers to a male nanny, and has been protecting him all the time.

    Although Xiang Que's death may be due to the evil thoughts of Heavenly Tribulation or Dizang, Wang Kunlun still can't forget that he personally inserted a wooden sword into Xiang Que's heart.  If he was so angry that he was killed by a sword, he always deliberately avoided the first two reasons, and blamed Xiang Que's death on himself, and he didn't get out of this shadow for a long time. Gradually, this new era  The killing god became a little sunken. After that, he never fought with anyone again, let go of his majesty, and then put all his hopes on the child, carefully caring for her growth.

    But what no one thought was that Wang Kunlun's mind had undergone some kind of bizarre change amidst such a huge change. He was in a state of becoming a demon with one thought and a Buddha with one thought, from killing gods to civilians, from murderous aura  Arriving at Gujing Bubo, the whole person undergoes an unexpected transformation subtly.

    A new earth-covered tomb stands on the top of Xishan Mountain. The thirteen solitary tombs that once occupied Xishan Mountain for an unknown number of years have disappeared since then.  A cut tree trunk was set up to make a tombstone, and there was no gorgeous language engraved on the wooden board, only a few lines of words written in a few simple strokes.

    "Disciple of Gujing Temple, Xiang Que's Tomb"

    New graves rise, old ones leave!

    The four of them stared at the grave in silence for a long time. Suddenly, in the woods not far behind them, a big eagle on a branch suddenly fluttered its wings and flew up to the sky and then flew towards the southeast.  A black dot, then disappears.

    "Shuh" Cao Shanjun was stunned and watched Hai Dongqing leave in a daze. Qi Changqing also forgot the past suspiciously and frowned.

    After a long time, a sound of "Fuck" came.

    Cao Shanjun's face changed from initial sadness to surprise and bewilderment, which was also mixed with inexplicable joy: "That eagle is Xiang Que's natal soul pet. He is dead.  Why is Qing still there?"

    Wang Xuanzhen asked: "What eagle, what natal spiritual pet?"

    Cao Sanjun immediately danced and said incoherently: "There is a big Bodhisattva in white clothes in our Tibetan area, and the Bodhisattva raised a ferret, which is her natal soul pet Later, after Xiang Que found out about it,  I have been thinking about getting this secret technique from the Great Bodhisattva."

    Wang Kunlun quickly interrupted him: "Got it?"

    "I got it, and I gave him the secret technique myself." Cao Shanjun looked at the top of the mountain suspiciously, and said in a daze: "There is something wrong, the natal soul pet and Xiang Que are already connected together, if a person dies, this bird can't help it."  Alive, but what the hell, where is Xiang Que now?"

    Even Qi Changqing is a little confused now, unable to figure out this bizarre scene, and cannot give a perfect explanation. The fact that the natal soul pet is still there means that Xiang Queren is definitely not dead, at least the soul is still there, but what about him?  How can there be his figure on the top of the west mountain, after the thunder came down that day, it almost blew up the place to scum.

    Wang Xuanzhen asked: "Is it possible that he opened the passage leading to the underworld and hid in? How about we take a trip?"

    Qi Changqing and Cao Shanjun directly shook their heads and said: "Impossible, there was no fluctuation of the underworld at that time, and even if he fled to the underworld, he would not be able to escape the catastrophe, he must bear it"

    Great sadness and great joy!

    The minds of the four were tossed back and forth in just a short moment, and the whole person was a little bit heart-pounding.

    At this time, no one could figure out how to explain this scene. Whether Xiang Que was dead or not had become a puzzle that could not be solved for the time being.

    Therefore, several people tried their best to think about his life and death in a positive way. Maybe Xiang Que is still alive, but he doesn't know where he is. Maybe one day, Xiang Que will appear again, or he may never show up.  ?

    Everything is going in a good direction, I hope it lasts a long time!

    The sea dongqing fluttered its wings and flew to the southeast. The speed reached the extreme in an instant. It traveled more than a thousand kilometers and finally flew to Shanghai.  With his paws on the edge of the bed, he looked into the room with very humane eyes through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

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    The sea dongqing fluttered its wings and flew to the southeast. The speed reached the extreme in an instant. It traveled more than a thousand kilometers and finally flew to Shanghai.  With his paws on the edge of the bed, he looked into the room with very humane eyes through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

    If you like Taoist priests, please collect them: Taoist priests are not easy to mess with, and the update speed is the fastest.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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