Chapter 97 Peak fighting! (Please subscribe!)

The top of the snowy mountains.

A haggard-looking old monk sat there quietly.

He was dressed in a gray monk's robe, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked like a pine tree.

Duan Yu stood in front of the old monk, did not speak, and sat on the ground without saying a word.

The cold wind blows, causing the monks' robes and clothes to flutter.

The two of them just sat facing each other.

An hour later, heavy snow fell on the Snow Mountain.

There was no snowflakes on their bodies, and their clothes were as dry as ever.

The two of them remained motionless.

a long time.

"Donor Duan has profound spiritual practice, and I have heard of his name for a long time." Master Su Qiong said slowly.

His enunciation is like beads, smooth and calm, soft and round, without any noise at all.

"Duan also admires the master's cultivation very much!" Duan Yu smiled.

"I wonder why Donor Duan is here?"

Master Su Qiong raised his head, but he had a childlike face with white hair, smooth and plump skin, and a rosy face.

There is no trace of the previous sense of loneliness, and he looks like an energetic young man.

Duan Yu smiled calmly and explained his purpose.

Master Suqiong is one of the founders of the Nyingma sect of Tibetan Buddhism. He possesses great Buddhist powers and is admired by all Tibetans.

With his words, the leader of the Tubo Kingdom would carefully handle the relationship with Dali.

Of course, Duan Yu just came to say hello first.

If Su Qiong can come forward, the two countries can certainly avoid a war.

If you don't know what to do and refuse peace.

With Duan Yu's cultivation, since he was in Tubo, he would not return home empty-handed.

Two words: Kill through!

"The leader of the Tubo Kingdom sent troops to Dali? Is this happening?" Master Su Qiong's eyebrows moved, but his expression remained unchanged.

Duan Yu smiled slightly: "Master, what do you think?"

"Donor Duan made a serious statement. Your country is truly a blessed land with outstanding people and great people. As the leader of the Tubo Kingdom, he is a layman, and it is inevitable that he will admire you in his heart."

Master Su Qiong titheed with a gentle expression: "If I have disturbed the donor, please forgive me."

Duan Yu raised the corner of his mouth, showing a touch of sarcasm, and said lightly: "So the master regards invading territory as admiration?"

"Duan has admired the name of Master Su Qiong for a long time, and came here specially for a while today. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be such a person. He is really disappointed."

Master Su Qiong closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was confused by Duan Yu's words.

This old guy has given you face, right?

Duan Yu shook his head: "I heard that Master Su Qiong has profound Buddhist teachings and vast supernatural powers. Duan is just thinking about experiencing the Tantric inheritance of Tubo!"

Master Su Qiong looked at Duan Yu and spoke like beads: "Donor Duan is very energetic and I admire him. I don't know how Master Duan can teach him?"

"You and I are both practitioners, so we are naturally fighting!"

"Okay, please ask the donor to take action."

Master Suqiong bowed kindly, but remained motionless.

He has always been curious about the Taoist Sect of Middle-earth.

Now seeing that this swordsman actually injured his three disciples, he felt a little unhappy.

Duan Yu took a breath: "Please!!"

The sound is like a bell ringing loudly, spreading throughout the snowy mountains, and lingering like an echo in an empty valley.

"Amitabha..." Master Su Qiong shouted the Buddha's name loudly, suppressing Duan Yu's voice.

Hearing the commotion, the three great kings of Ming Dynasty all went up the mountain to prevent the master from mishaps.

"Donor Duan, please give me some advice!"

Master Su Qiong slowly raised his eyes, and his eyes suddenly shone brightly, like two rising suns, piercing the night and brightening the surrounding area.

With Duan Yu opposite him, the feeling was even stronger.

I felt that everything in front of me was snow-white, so white it was dazzling, as if I was melting into this extremely hot white light.

He sat in concentration, motionless.

When he looked again, Master Su Qiong's eyes were no longer dazzling, but instead extremely gentle, containing compassion and compassion.

It seems that the ancestor Buddha is looking down at the world from the sky, watching the people struggling in the sea of ​​suffering.

Duan Yu was secretly shocked, Master Su Qiong really had something, he actually knew this magic!

It seems to be the Buddhist clairvoyance, magical power to subjugate demons, and has infinite power.

If it were an ordinary master, his eyes would look upon him, as if he were enlightened by the Dharma, his muscles and cartilage would become soft, he would fall limply, and he would be willing to give up his hands.

A hundred meters away, the three Ming Kings were watching intently, each clenching their fists and trembling slightly.

"After many years, Master is finally willing to use his great supernatural powers!" King Peacock Ming said excitedly.

Looking at Nan Di again, he was so scared that he closed his eyes!

Suddenly, Duan Yu's eyes opened, and two rays of golden light appeared as if they were real.

"Edict!"

The sound is like a big copper bell, shaking the heaven and earth, and roaring for a long time on the snowy mountains.

The Peacock King in the distance felt his heart tremble, his vision went black, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The strength in his body seemed to have been drained out, and he was so limp that he couldn't lift up any strength, and he knelt down softly on the snow.

Looking at the two junior brothers, the same is true.

The three of them breathed hard, held up their hands, and sat cross-legged.

At this time, the color of the sky and the earth changed, a strong wind blew, and the snow on the ground was picked up by the strong wind, torn and stirred.

Under the heavy snow mountain, an avalanche has been triggered, almost completely submerging Dalun Temple.

The Buddha's light dissipated, and Master Su Qiong lost consciousness for a moment. Then he regained his clarity and nodded slowly: "Donor Duan is indeed a Taoist wizard, I admire you!"

His magic is infinitely powerful and impossible to guard against, but everything has advantages and disadvantages.

The disadvantage is that when encountering someone with stronger spiritual awareness, this technique will inevitably backfire.

Heavy snow is flying all over the sky, and the north wind is blowing.

Master Su Qiong slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, the heavy snowfall that fell one after another seemed to have stopped.

The north wind also stopped howling.

The world is silent.

Even the air solidified, condensing into air masses at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Several inaudible sounds sounded.

Nine snowflakes gather together to form a transparent lotus the size of a thumb.

This transparent little lotus moved slowly, and wherever it passed, heavy snow gathered in the sky and turned into a snow lotus.

Like a snowball, it gets bigger and bigger.

In a moment, the entire snow-capped mountains turned and turned into a huge lotus, suspended in the sky, which was shocking.

The monks at Dalun Temple below started talking excitedly. The vision in front of them excited them so much that many people immediately prostrated themselves and prayed for blessings.

Master Su Qiong suddenly opened his eyes.

A grand snow lotus came out of the air and hit Duan Yu like a shooting star.

Duan Yu looked at it calmly, motionless.

"Boom!" A sound of thunder sounded.

There was a flash of lightning, and the snow lotus in mid-air suddenly made a crisp popping sound!

The snow lotus split into two, and the ice and snow splashed across the sky, turning into countless fine ice dust.

The lotus flowers disappeared and the remaining snow fell one after another.
To be continued...