Gratitude from the heart.
When Master Kongkong said this, he sat down on the ground and closed his eyes to feel.
The Buddha’s light around him remained the same, and a string of sutras and swastika golden Buddha seals were erected around him with great majesty.
Although Master Wu had transmitted the Dharma to him by fusing all his senses together in a short time, he needed some time to sort out the vast and complicated Buddhist senses.
“Is the Dharma transmission over?”
Chen Daojun was filled with dismay, obviously not expecting that Master Dewu would actually transmit the teachings so quickly.
Almost simultaneously.
The vast Buddhist sound echoing in the firmament was rapidly weakening.
The ocean of golden light that stretched across the path of heaven also lost its rock-solid momentum, shrinking from the left and right sides of the path towards the place where Master Wu was, and as it did so, the bright golden light was rapidly becoming dimmer.
The transmission of the Dharma is over!
The light has dried up!
The vast tide of heavenly mighty swords blasted against the rapidly shrinking ocean of golden light, and although they were still defeated again and again, it was only a matter of time before they poured over Master Wu as the ocean of golden light rapidly shrank and weakened.
The centre of the golden ocean of light.
The Buddha’s light was still there.
But it is a little less majestic.
Master Da Wu remains in his standing posture, towering like a mountain.
However, as he finished his teachings, he slowly closed his eyes, revealing an extremely tired and old posture, a man in his old age and on his deathbed.
Before his appearance was even older, but his great strength and heart energy supported him, allowing him to remain graceful, with an ethereal majesty between his eyebrows, holding himself with the demeanour of a Buddhist monk who has obtained a high rank.
But at this moment, he is completely old.
His strength was gone, his heart was gone, and after losing his support, his whole person was like a deflated balloon, rapidly changing back to the posture that belonged to his age.
One thousand five hundred years old!
An age that science cannot explain at all.
At this moment, he no longer even bothered to resist the heavenly might, allowing the golden light to contract and the heavenly might to pour out in all directions.
A complete frankness.
Complete acceptance.
Master Dawu’s face was as pale as paper, his face skin cascading and dropping fast.
His figure also began to stoop, and his whole body was a great deal shorter, so much so that his cloth robe, which had previously fitted him well, now seemed extraordinarily loose.
The Buddha’s voice was weakening.
Master Da Wu was also ‘ageing’ rapidly.
This is the real end of the road, the end of the lamp.
Under the endless tide of Heaven’s mighty swords, no one was able to return to Heaven.
The vast path of the sky is filled with terrifying waves.
The tide of Heavenly Might Swords seemed to have sensed that Master Wu had reached his limit, and even the “volume” of Heavenly Might poured out was even greater than earlier, as if it wanted to use the fastest speed to completely wipe out Master Wu.
This change also caused the heavenly might poured onto Jiang Qilin and the others to decrease sharply again.
“The Dharma transmission is over, time is running out!”
Jiang Qilin’s sword brows knitted together, and the qilin blood flame at his brow swayed and pulsed violently.
His speed did not pause in the slightest as he continued to roll with the majestic golden light, dragging Chen Dong with him as he continued to barrel down the heavenly path.
“Damn, this is too fast!”
The black-robed Heavenly Wolf cursed indignantly, “Old baldy, just die, what’s the point of passing the law, wouldn’t it be better for him to last a little longer?”
From the moment Master Zhi Wu completely exploded and shared away most of the heavenly might, they immediately ran wildly on the heavenly path with all their might, although they rushed out a long distance, but compared to the remaining distance and the strength of the heavenly might now, they were still bound to die!
Gu Cang Yue did not respond, and while he was charging hard, his shadowy eyes were drifting from side to side, as if he was thinking about something.
“Is it over?” Daoist Zhang Chunqiu’s brow flashed a trace of loss, but the duster in his hand was flung, and the four ancient swords that surrounded his body, but at the same time, let out a humming sword chant, the speed of rotation was fiercely accelerated, and the sword qi that swept out was also fiercely harsher.
“Daoist Master Zhang, thanks for the reminder!”
Confucian Cui Wendao raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on his fair and grim face.
Almost simultaneously.
His finger bristles, a stroke on the scroll, at once the pages of the scroll vibrated, a cluster of golden light rose up in the air, but much more severe than before.
Master Daowu had run out of oil, meaning that this stepping stone would soon be useless.
In this very short period of time, each of these few people on the path to heaven could become the next stepping stone.
Otherwise, given the immense power of the Heavenly Road, it would be impossible for anyone to continue to resist.
Everyone is waiting for a stepping stone to appear, and no one wants to become the next stepping stone.
Both Zhang Chunqiu and Cui Wendao understood this, so in the first instance, they both lifted the Qi they had released a little.
Be careful.
By boosting some of their Qi energy, they could also increase their safety by one more point.
And such a boost will not lead to a greater “amount” of heavenly power coming down.
“The Heavenly Might is over!”
“Big brother, are you really not going to do anything? Without Master Gohan, there is a great risk of Qilin’er being targeted!”
“Old Six, calm down, if you really force Gu Cangyue to sacrifice the Great Cauldron to die together, no one will be able to win!”
The Six Dragons of the Jiang Family were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
The Sixth Master was so concerned about Jiang Qilin that in his anxiety, his Qi energy even stirred up uncontrollably around him.
However, as soon as the qi energy was released, it was held down by the Jiang Fifth and Jiang Third Masters beside him.
They didn’t dare to bet!
Even if they knew that after Gu Cangyue sacrificed the Great Cauldron, they would definitely be able to share most of the Heavenly Might from Jiang Qilin’s body, but if Gu Cangyue was really determined to die together, then it would really be impossible for the Gods to save them.
On the contrary, Master Jiang’s idea was more secure!
“Big brother, if Master Zhiwu passes away, Qilin’er will be subjected to even greater heavenly might, can you really bear to watch? He is the blood and bone of our Jiang family!”
The Sixth Master Jiang was trembling with old tears.
At this moment, Master Jiang, however, had his hands behind his back and his face was sullen.
Compared to the others, he was at this moment bizarrely not looking towards the sky road, but casting his profound gaze to the south.
Facing the piteous roar of the Sixth Master Jiang.
Master Jiang said in a deep voice: “Who does not pity his own blood and bones? But I believe more in the Qilin’er, wait and see what happens, and wait for the opportunity to move!”
“Move your mother!”
The Sixth Master Jiang cursed, his eyes filled with hot tears and streaked with blood.
Inside Zhenjiang City.
Qin Ye and Zhuge Qing both looked at Zhao Broken with worry.
Zhao Broke-Ru’s body trembled more and more, and a painful breathing sound like a ripping bellows even came out of his mouth and nose.
“In the end, when is it time for us to make a move? I’m a little …… unable to hold back.”
Zhao Broke-Ru slowly raised his head, his red bloodshot eyes first glanced at the vast heavenly road, then turned to look in the direction of Chen Daojun.
Even through the thick city walls, he was able to lock onto Chen Daogun’s location with a single glance.
“Hm?”
Chen Daojun gave a startled eek.
Just then.
A strange change occurred abruptly.
On the road to heaven, a gloomy voice rang out abruptly.
“All of you, wait! If the Great Enlightenment has passed away, why don’t you all attack Jiang Qilin and pave the way for us!”
This voice was from …… Ancient Cang Yue!
