Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

The road ahead is long, everyone has their own ferry and boat. The so-called robbery is when you ride someone else's boat to your own ferry.

Snow Zen The snow has not yet melted, and the sand in the sea flows by itself.

The grudges in Xuechan Mountain would actually end in the vast yellow sand. Blind Shanjue and Ancient Buddha Zong Jiankong did not realize it. Perhaps they were both wrong.

Blind Shanjue has hatred in his heart, and the ancient Buddhist Zong Jiankong also has hatred in his heart. Their hatred comes from one person, that is Shanjue's master.

Sadly, Shanjue and Jiankong both took Master Shanjue's boat to their respective ferries, but their ferries no longer existed. There was only one ending: take the boat to where the boat should go. This direction was of course arranged by Master Shanjue!

The yellow sand is rolling and the Buddha's light is flowing.

"Who saved you back then?"

"Who are you? Why are you hiding on the top of Xuechan Mountain? Why did you want to kill my master?"

In the yellow sand and Buddha's light, the blind Shanjue and Jiankong fought each other in close combat, with every move drawing blood. The murderous intent and hatred in them were all drowned in the Buddha's light.

"My Dharma name is Jiankong, and the Ancient Buddha Sect is my home. Don't you know that?"

Jiankong's tone was doubtful, but he attacked without any hesitation. He wanted to kill Shanjue, and he also wanted to know who was behind Shanjue. He didn't have much time left!

In fact, for nearly a hundred years, Jiankong has been looking for the blind Shanjue. The reason why he has not been invaded by the power of the ghost veins in his body, in addition to his own profound cultivation, may be this obsession!

Jiankong wants to find out who is behind what happened that year, even though that may be meaningless.

"You're still alive because you absorbed that evil power, right? My master caught you doing this, so you killed him, right?"

Blind Shanjue didn't know who Jiankong was, but he knew that the people with the character "Jian" should be his master's great-grandmaster. Such a person couldn't be alive. Since Jiankong was still alive, there was only one explanation, that was that he was from an evil force.

Seeing that Kong did not respond, he attacked while quietly observing the blind Shanjue.

The two men connected their palms, each of them frantically urging the true energy in their bodies. The tremendous power burst out wantonly, rolling up the yellow sand, turning into a storm, and scattering in all directions.

The two people finally separated, flew backwards, and fell on the sand dunes, with the true energy around them appearing and disappearing.

A strange power spread out from the blind Shanjue's eyes and soon enveloped his entire body.

The golden bowl in the hand of the ancient Buddhist sect Jiankong also emitted a dark and strange light, surrounding Jiankong!

"No, no, I don't need it, I don't need it!"

Jiankong tried to prevent the strange power from entering his body, but he could not change the established facts!

Blind Shanjue was very confused. He didn't know whether the power around him belonged to him!

"Why did you and your disciple want to harm me back then? Why was I so curious back then? Was it your fault or mine?"

Jiankong slowly stood up, the Buddha light around him was filled with strange dark energy, he knew that he was getting farther away!

Back then, the blind and perceptive master hadn't opened the door to evil; he had only helped Jiankong find it. Jiankong had opened that door himself; he didn't want to die! Jiankong himself couldn't figure out what was right and wrong.

Blind Shanjue also stood up. He opened his eyes and his aura was very strange. It was the result of the fusion of Buddha's light and demonic breath.

"Can you tell me what happened on the top of Xuechan Mountain back then?"

Blind Shanjue had doubted his master before, he just didn't want to doubt him. However, Jiankong's hatred for him was too inexplicable.

"Tell me, who saved you back then?"

Jiankong attacked the blind Shanjue again. Whether there was an answer or not, he had to kill this man. From today on, he would no longer be Jiankong.

But is he still the one who is blind but perceptive? It seems not!

Blind Shanjue did not respond. He also wanted to use this power to kill Jiankong, but he didn't have much time left.

Jiankong, full of evil power, entered the illusion. There were actually two people in the illusion, the blind master Shanjue and his disciple, who attacked him together!

Jiankong had a smile on his face, and his figure split into two. It cannot be said that it was split, but rather another figure floated out of his body and met Shanjue's master, while Jiankong met Shanjue.

Shanjue was shocked. Jiankong broke his illusion with one move. Now he and Jiankong were standing on the sand dune, but Shanjue didn't understand. His illusion was still there!

"Thank you for being able to see my true self before I die. I guess you are also the little monk from the Ancient Buddha Sect, right?"

Jiankong and Shanjue did not stop, but the murderous intent in both of them was obviously reduced.

"Tell me, who saved you back then? I'll tell you the secret of the summit of Snow Zen Mountain!"

Jiankong chose to compromise. Perhaps this was the answer he had been seeking all his life.

Blind Shanjue hesitated for a long time, but finally said it out loud!

"The person who saved me is from the Burial God Palace!"

Jiankong was stunned when he heard this. The blind Shanjue hit his shoulder with a palm, and Jiankong also hit Shanjue with a palm.

The two men flew backwards and steadied themselves.

"It seems that you are also from the Burial God Palace?"

"That has nothing to do with you. Tell me, why did you kill my master?"

Both of them were at the end of their strength, and each was secretly repairing their true energy. They were both preparing for the final blow.

"Your master is from the Burial Gods Palace. He joined the Ancient Buddha Sect just to open the seal on the top of Snow Zen Mountain, but I broke it!"

Jiankong looked at Shanjue with a ferocious face and his voice was a little cold!

Shanjue frowned, thinking, but Kong suddenly thought of something and exclaimed:

"No, your master only led me to the sealed place on the top of Xuechan Mountain. He had such evil intentions! I was just a chess piece, but he didn't expect me to be so powerful!"

Blind Shanjue was still in deep thought. His master was indeed from the Burial Gods Palace!

Shanjue murmured to himself in his heart:

"Was it really a conspiracy back then?"

"It was you two, master and disciple, who destroyed the Ancient Buddha Sect. What a shame for the Ancient Buddha Sect's centuries-long heritage!"

Jian Kong finished speaking, flew forward, and attacked the blind Shanjue. He sighed inwardly:

"I am the one who destroyed the Ancient Buddha Sect!"

Shanjue did not hesitate at all. He mobilized the only true energy in his body and gathered it in his palms, attacking Jiankong.

A cloud of yellow sand rose up behind Shanjue. That was the palm power of Jiankong. Jiankong floated towards the sand dunes like a fallen leaf.

Blind Shanjue was stunned. Jiankong's final blow was not aimed at him. Jiankong was seeking death!

Shanjue flashed and came to Jiankong's side. Jiankong was already dying.

Shanjue felt mixed emotions. He had avenged his master, and had painstakingly worked for a hundred years to achieve this revenge, but he couldn't be happy!

Shanjue squatted down and saw that Kong seemed to have something to say!

"He, they saved you, for other purposes. You, you little..."

Shanjue was stunned. Jiankong was dead, but he didn't understand what Jiankong meant. He felt confused!

Blind Shanjue wanted to reach out and touch the void, but his illusion suddenly disappeared.

Shanjue spat out two mouthfuls of blood, and his eyes closed again. A black shadow holding a golden bowl in his hand landed on the sand dune.

"Since you've been so persistent for a hundred years, why do you still want to show mercy? Oh, what a waste of my kindness and hard work!"

The black shadow sighed for Jiankong and at the same time attacked the blind Shanjue with a palm.

"I'm here to help you fulfill your wish!"

Blind Shanjue was horrified, but he had no power to resist. He sighed inwardly:

"Master, is this our fate?"

The yellow sand rolled up and flew all over the sky, and the smoke and dust billowed in all directions!

"It's not your job to kill, Yellow Springs Guide!"

The blind and perceptive man was saved by someone, of course it was King Qin Xiao.

In the yellow sand, the black-clothed King Qin Xiao and the black shadow holding a golden bowl stood facing each other, both of them looking at each other quietly.

"Who are you? How do you know me?"

The shadow pondered for a long time, there was no need for him to deny it.

"The Zen Sound Bowl shouldn't be able to open the seal of Snow Zen Mountain, right?"

The black-clothed Qin Xiao King seemed to be just looking at the golden bowl in the black shadow's hand.

Blind Shanjue was a little confused, but he didn't show it at all. He just stood up slowly and stood respectfully behind King Qin Xiao.

The black shadow did not respond, but he attacked King Qin Xiao. King Qin Xiao knew too much!

King Qin Xiao smiled coldly and went forward to meet him.

Blind Shanjue was watching the two people fighting fiercely. He was really shocked in his heart. After nearly a hundred years, he still couldn't see through King Qin Xiao's cultivation level!

The aura of the two men fighting continued to rise, and Blind Shanjue had to flee far away, and he fled very far.

"Since the Burial God Palace is so powerful, why is it so rarely heard of in the world of cultivation?"

I really can’t understand why I’m so blind and perceptive!

In the yellow sand, the black-clothed Qin Xiao King and the Yellow Springs Guide were fighting on equal terms, and both of them seemed to be determined to win and did not give in at all.

"Have you ever thought about what you would do if the sword meeting fails?"

King Qin Xiao was tired, or rather, he already knew the strength of the Yellow Springs Guide.

Although the Yellow Springs Guide was unwilling to give up, he knew that he still seemed to be a little short of the mark because he used the Zen Sound Bowl and relied on external forces.

But the black-clothed Qin Xiao King chose to stop. He dodged the golden bowl. The two men stood in the storm, dressed in tattered clothes, looking at each other.

"Your Excellency has great cultivation skills. I admire you!"

The black shadow did not respond directly, but simply complimented him. He knew that the person in front of him would continue talking.

"The Jianying matter is over, Yanquan might have something that might interest you!"

After the black-clothed Qin Xiao King finished speaking, he flew into the sandstorm.

"Speak clearly!"

"I told you, do you believe it? The Ghost Sha Relic is in Yanquan!"

The black shadow was startled when he heard this. After a long while, he reacted and shouted loudly:

"impossible!"

Unfortunately, King Qin Xiao disappeared long ago.

The yellow sand in the sky is scattered by the wind!

Blind Shanjue looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure. He felt doubt, worry, and a hint of fear in his heart, but his expression was the same as usual.

"Shanjue has met with King Qin Xiao. I admit my guilt!"

Blind Shanjue knelt on one knee. His pursuit of revenge went against the wishes of King Qin Xiao.

"Hmph, congratulations! You've merged Buddhism and magic into one. Now that you've entered Longyin Village, why don't you report it?"

Blind Shanjue was shocked when he heard this, his back felt a little cold, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead. When he and Jiankong were fighting, King Qin Xiao must have been observing them secretly for a long time.

"There's no trace of the Dusk Temple in Longyin Village, so I didn't report it!"

"Humph, what do you know? It seems that Shen Yichen has already entered the Dusk Temple, but Ouyang Xiangzhi didn't die at his hands!"

The black-clothed Qin Xiao King had a frown on his face.

Blind Shanjue was suspicious. He didn't understand how Longyin Village could be related to the Dusk Temple. Of course, he didn't dare to ask!

The black-clothed Qin Xiao King smiled and said softly:

"Since the Demon Emperor is here, please show yourself!"

In the void, the Demon Emperor Ye Ying appeared out of thin air, but it did not react at all.