Ending the cause and effect

The real orthodox method among the Taiping Essential Techniques, and even the true teaching before Zhang Daoling founded the Zhengyi School, was listed as one of the 72 Earthly Evil Methods in later generations. The flame-breathing method is not a fire that can be extinguished by rain. Ah Xuan looked at the flames rising into the sky and could hardly speak, with a sad face.

Everything is to be compared.

He originally thought that the movement that his senior brother wanted to make was big enough.

Compared with it now, his senior brother can be said to be very decent.

The 36 magical powers of Tiangang, the 72 orthodox methods of Earthly Evil, and the Seven Pivot Jade Books of the Shenzhou Dao Sect.

This is already the top inheritance of Shenzhou.

Who would use the Earthly Evil Method directly when they come to the door?

Moreover, the method of spitting flames is not a juggling of spitting out flames with the mouth, but directly making this world spit out flames. It is the fire of heaven and earth, which is stronger than the mountain fire of ordinary earth gods and the dantian fire cultivated by cultivators. It should have been lost long ago. How could Master Wei use it?

Wei Yuan's palm trembled slightly, and he released the seal.

But fire takes advantage of the wind, and wind helps fire. The flames have already become a climate.

Wei Yuan took a breath.

In his eyes, the golden light representing divine power slowly spread out.

He bit the popsicle.

He licked his mouth, and his teeth felt a little sour.

He rubbed his cheeks. The surroundings were already very noisy. Ordinary people here fled in panic, but as soon as they reached a safe place, some people began to stare at this scene, took out their mobile phones to take pictures and videos, and quickly uploaded them. The heat of the incident began to rise rapidly.

This is Tokyo.

It is one of the most prosperous areas in the entire Sakurajima.

The Yin-Yang Bureau has been established here since ancient times. It takes the Five Classics passed down by Shenzhou as its core, and takes "Hetu", "Luoshu" and "Taiyi" as its original and highest inheritance. The Lord of Mount Tai is the main god of worship. There is an unconcealed fluctuation of magic power here. The Yin-Yang Bureau's Yin-Yang Master, Shinto priests, and monks all appear quickly.

Then, they rushed here.

Wei Yuan took out the box from his bag and threw it up gently. The yellow talisman on the box was peeled off.

The gold-painted red embroidered shoes flew out and flew directly into the shrine that was burning wildly.

Wei Yuan flicked a broken sword in the box with his fingers and said, "It was born because of Wan Qiniang. There is still a trace of cause and effect that has not been cut off. It should want to help Qiniang fulfill this wish. You go and protect her."

The broken sword whistled, and the soldier spirit appeared and bowed.

Then, it turned into a stream of light, tore through the flames, and chased away.

.........

When Binghun arrived at the shrine, he felt a sense of comfort.

He had followed Wei Yuan for a long time.

So it was obvious at a glance that this was a huge place for nurturing souls.

The Shinto priests of Sakurajima used many negative materials to build a huge place here, which was specially used to nurture ghosts. Binghun's face was slightly cold, and he was worried about the safety of the red embroidered shoes. He hurried inside. This place had been burned before.

The tablets of the so-called heroic souls were gathered together.

The Shinto priests repaired the souls.

At this moment, it was burned by the Yang fire of heaven and earth.

There was a crackling sound, not only the tablets, but also the souls themselves let out a scream, and many were directly burned in the flames, and the red embroidered shoes appeared here. It seemed to be in a trance, floating in the air blankly. In this place for nurturing souls, a faint stream of light emerged from it, turning into a little girl with two hairpins.

Staring at the tablets in front of her that were being worshipped.

But what she saw in her eyes was a trance, the stone road of Jiangnan Road after a light rain.

But she had never seen that scene before.

It was because she was too absorbed in the moment that she ignored the surrounding environment. There were those stubborn souls who were not immediately burned by the flames. They wore armor in the style of the Warring States Period, suddenly roared, holding a Japanese sword, stepped towards the red embroidered shoes, shouted and chopped hard, and a cold light chopped down.

The red embroidered shoes were not good at fighting and could not dodge.

At this moment, only two clangs were heard, and the Japanese sword in the hands of the mighty warrior with cold light flashing paused first, and the blade was directly blocked, and then, a figure suddenly swung the weapon in his hand from bottom to top, and slashed it backhandedly.

In the first breath, the back of the knife hit the blade, knocking out a crack.

Then, in the second breath, the blade was chopped from top to bottom at the crack.

Such a complex fighting method that tests timing, tactics, and skills is almost like breathing. The Japanese sword in the samurai's hand was broken in half and turned into a stream of light in the void. Then, in the third breath, the weapon had pierced the throat of the samurai's soul.

The latter covered his broken throat and seemed to have discovered something, with his eyes wide open.

"It's you..."

A cold light tore, and the soul was completely shattered.

A tablet shattered.

Kuno Shigekatsu, one of the twenty-four generals of Kuroda in the Sakurajima Warring States Period.

Died in the Pyongyang battlefield.

The spirit of the red embroidered shoes was surprised to see that the one who rescued him was a familiar figure, a veteran in the museum, the soldier soul who always mixed with water ghosts and had a simple face. But at this time, he seemed a little different. He stretched his body, and the broken sword in his hand slowly emerged with streams of light.

The stream of light slowly condensed and turned into a long sword.

He stared at the knife with a gentle expression, then looked at the red embroidered shoes and said with a smile:

"Do whatever you want to do, I'll protect you here."

The red embroidered shoes nodded, and she walked to the flames burning the tablets of the war criminals. With her footsteps, she radiated light, and her body gradually grew up, gradually turning into a beautiful and pretty girl. The young men of Wuling competed to wrap their hair, and the song of Hongqiao was countless.

This is the appearance of Wan Qiniang.

It is also the last trace of obsession left on the red embroidered shoes.

The soldiers of Jiangnan Road, the knives of Jiangnan Road, and the songs of Jiangnan Road.

The faces of the soldiers of the Qi Family Army showed admiration, and they hummed the tune softly.

............

At this time, the people from the Yin-Yang Bureau finally came.

Wei Yuan could see them from a distance.

They did not approach rashly, and wanted to break through from all directions to enter the shrine, but it was difficult to break through the flames created by the 72 methods of the Divine Land Demons. They soon discovered that there were four directions in total, and three directions were absolutely dead ends. If they approached, they would surely die.

But no one was a fool. Everyone knew that if the releaser of such a large-scale magical power did not leave, then the so-called safe direction would be the most dangerous place.

At this time, Ah Xuan had not forgotten the two masks he had just bought.

Holding it in his hands, he hurried to the side of Wei Yuan and glanced at the shrine that had been burning vigorously over there.

The young man regretted it at the beginning, and was annoyed that he did not listen to his senior brother seriously.

This was just a careless thing, and such a thing happened.

He said with a sad face: ""Master..."

"Are you here to play tricks?"

"No." Wei Yuan said:

"I am here to settle the cause and effect."

"Cause and effect?"

"Hush... Listen quietly. "

Wei Yuan gently touched his lips with his index finger, and the confused young Taoist suddenly heard a few clanging sounds. He quickly recognized that it was the sound of a pipa, but why was there a pipa here? When the pipa's first few notes rose, the sound of the guqin and the flute also joined in.

Wei Yuan closed his eyes and listened to the song quietly.

At this time, everyone, including those at the scene and in distant areas.

Originally, they were watching what happened at the Yasukuni Shrine, and suddenly found that the shrine engulfed in flames had suddenly changed. The flames were clearly burning, but It seemed that there was a drizzle of rain, and then, on the Sakurajima building, there appeared a pavilion, a raised eaves, and a hanging silk.

In this sinful place, a picture that seemed like an illusion but was completely different appeared.

That was a corner of Jiangnan Road.

Suddenly, the melody became passionate, with the guzheng as the main instrument and the guqin as the auxiliary instrument, playing the sound of killing. This picture has been transmitted because someone held up a mobile phone, and a musician who is familiar with this Shenzhou melody recognized this tune.

"This is..."

"Entering the battle? "

There were several clang sounds.

The silver bottle suddenly broke and water splashed out, and the iron cavalry rushed out with swords and guns.

A person dressed in red appeared in the flames.

It was known that she was extremely beautiful, but it was difficult to see clearly.

When she opened her mouth, a melody as clear as heavenly music came out.

And the flames continued to burn. In this flame that was fueled by the tablets of war criminals and ignited by the souls of the battle formation, a person dressed in red was as fierce as fire and swirled like the wind. The melody was crisp and passionate, and along with the singing, the flames were stirred more and more fiercely for some reason, and the red dress danced wildly.

Passionate melody, graceful singing voice, burning ruins.

The scattered and horrified souls, The spirit tablets that were constantly being burned thoroughly.

And the red clothes that were blazing like fire.

In any case, this scene was extremely impactful.

Wei Yuan retracted his gaze. He could guess that this was a place to nurture souls, and that there was still a trace of obsession in Wan Qinniang in the red embroidered shoes, but he thought that this obsession would make her vent her anger here and look for those enemies, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

You will never destroy me.

I will dance on your ruins.

This may be a more arrogant response than simple killing.

However, the price of this dance is not small.

Wei Yuan turned around and looked at those Yin Yang Liao The Yin-Yang Master slowly clenched the wooden sword with his fingers.

Only by constantly burning the soul can the development of the Jiangnan Dao illusion be supported. This is also Wan Qiniang's final obsession and the end of all the stories of the past. You said that as long as I sing the tune of Jiangnan in Shenzhou, you can hear it no matter where you are.

Now the whole world can hear my voice.

Can you hear it?

The letter to my wife was an inquiry after decades of separation.

It is a dignified man who sacrificed his life for the country.

It is a seven-foot body that has been promised to the country, and it is difficult to promise you.

The song of entering the battle is the answer.

You go!

Wei Yuan suddenly felt inexplicably complicated in his heart, but also inexplicably drunk. A feeling of exhilaration.

Ah Xuan wanted to stand beside Wei Yuan to fight the enemy together, but the latter pressed on his shoulder and gently pushed the young Taoist back. When he reached the side, Wei Yuan casually picked up a mask and covered his face, revealing only his eyes. The wooden sword in his hand gently touched the ground.

Standing tall and majestic.

The monks of the Yin-Yang House used Yin-Yang magic, which was also a raging wind of flames. They wanted to use the flames to guide and absorb the flames in the shrine at the moment. This scene could not continue. The boundless raging wind of flames attacked, and Wei Yuan just clenched the wooden sword in his right hand. He answered Ah Xuan's question again.

"I came here to settle a cause and effect."

"Collect a debt."

"Repay a cause."

"Finish a result. "

Step forward.

The wooden sword in his hand was against the ground, facing the raging wind and fire, the mask was reflected with the color of the flame, the pupils seemed to be burning, and then the left hand pinched the Taoist formula, and the sword suddenly swept up, the sword energy tore, and the Taoist method appeared at the same time. The Taiping Essential Technique is mainly for saving people, so this Taoist technique is a defensive method.

Very simple.

The Seven Pivots Jade Book of Taoism.

The Thirty-Six Magical Powers of Tiangang——

Returning the Wind and Returning the Fire!

Zhang Jiao's direct teaching.

The boundless wind reversed, and rushed into the sky with flames, forcing those Yin and Yang masters to retreat. The scorching heat continued to flow around. Ah Xuan's eyes widened, and his heart beat wildly. After a few breaths, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, the raging wind and fire dissipated, and a sword energy gully appeared on the ground. The young man with the mask of gods and demons held the wooden sword diagonally in his hand, and the sword energy was surging.

"Mountains and rivers are different, and we cannot live together."

"Today, those who dare to cross this line. "

"Behead."