In this poem, it is not Taoism, but Buddhism!

In Tang Shi's eyes, there was also a faint golden light swirling, and in an instant, even his countless incarnations outside his body became solemn and solemn.

At this moment, the wind and snow were even stronger, and the sword light of Nine Mountains was glowing with blue and gold colors, all of which fell on Tang Dynasty's Loulan Slaying Sword. The sword body was as bright and clear as autumn water, extremely dazzling!

Yin Chuuxue's "wind and thousand piles of snow" has reached the extreme at this moment, the sword body is pulled out inch by inch, and finally reached the last inch!

At the moment when the tip of his sword was unsheathed for the last time, Tang Shikong turned around and said, "Look back!"

Thousands of incarnations swooped down at the same time, and the blowing snow sword below let out a long moan, like a beast awakened from ancient times. The moment the scabbard and the tip of the sword were separated, the blizzard that swept out crazily flooded the entire Juzun platform , and even drowned Tang shi's countless figures!

But in this boundless snow and wind, Tang Shi's last shadow broke through the wind and snow!

He just said: return to one.

Thousands of billions of incarnations are unified, and the hundreds of billions of sword lights from the surrounding nine mountains are condensed into one point. Although it is subtle, it is pure terror!

He rushed into the boundless wind and snow, raised his hand and sent out that sword——

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