strokinit Chapter 162 Desperate
Chapter 162 Desperate
Longevity Heaven, a belief that exists widely among the people of the desert.
It is precisely because of this belief that the lineage of the temple that is far longer than the royal family of the desert was derived.
Long before the desert was pierced and smashed by the Duke of Dayan Town with a simple knife and his iron hooves, the hundreds of tribes living in that desert, if there is any common belief, what can they do? When they gather together, there is only the temple deep in the desert, which has been enshrining the Longevity Heaven since ancient times.
"...The gift of the Longevity Heaven, the god that the desert believes in, after the Longevity Heaven manifests, he bestows strength on the believers."
Hearing the explanation from the scar-faced man, Xu Nian was a little surprised: "There are still gods today?"
The earliest gods and gods, in those legends about the ancient times, once preached and enlightened the human race, but they also came to an end with the end of the ancient era, and they are no longer the protagonists of this world. .
After ancient times, there are no gods and demons in the world.
As for those first-rank strongmen who became Buddhas and ancestors after ancient times, although they are often regarded as gods and gods, even if they have the mighty power of gods and demons, they have innate shackles, which are not enough to last forever in the world.
Up to now, the first rank status has either been clearly recorded, or there is no trace of it.
But talk about faith.
Buddhism, which spans the borders of various countries, is more prosperous than Changshengtian, which is only worshiped by people in the desert?
However, the Buddha who established Buddhism single-handedly and was devoutly worshiped by tens of millions of believers can only see golden statues in temples now.
I have never heard of the Buddha appearing in the temple and bestowing boundless Dharma on the pious sons and grandsons of the Buddha.
As for the practice of Buddhism, although it involves faith, it is also the same practice method as martial arts, Confucianism, and Taoism. It is the power cultivated by one's own understanding and roots, not the blessing of the Buddha's manifestation.
The Buddha can't even appear, but that temple in the desert can actually allow a god to bestow witch power?
"Everyone in the desert says this. Under the ceremony of the high priest, the Eternal God manifested his power to devout believers."
The man with the most terrifying scar on his face shook his head, and then explained: "As for whether it's true or not, I, as a Dayan, don't know."
Zhang Tiantian twirled the teacup nonchalantly, and the round-bottomed teacup spun on the table like a spinning top under the twist of one of her fingers: "One glance."
"If the desert is really protected by some living gods, since they can appear to bless believers, why didn't they see their immortal spirits stop them when Dayan's iron hooves broke through the desert?"
Reasonable and well-founded, it is unavoidable.
Xu Nian thought of a classic speculation about gods that he had seen while surfing the Internet in his previous life.
If he is omnipotent, he must not be omnipotent; if he is omnipotent, he must not be omnipotent.
The man with the scar face is not from the desert, and he doesn’t have the belief in longevity. He just saw that he was completely at a disadvantage in the ring, and the defeat was only due to Dayan’s jumping in front of Dragon Horse sooner or later. It doesn't really matter if it's fake, but the witch power obtained by the people of the desert who have been gifted by the Longevity Heaven is real power."
Zhang Tiantian nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's like that although there is no wife in the wife's cake, it doesn't prevent the wife's cake from being delicious."
An analogy with clear thinking.
Xu Nian and Chu Huijie, who were familiar with Zhang Tiantian, couldn't help but smile, but the scar-faced man who met by chance was stunned for a while before realizing it, and laughed dumbfoundedly: "That's not wrong."
Although the gift of the Changshengtian may not necessarily have the manifestation of the Changshengtian, this witch power is not adulterated.
Helping the Desert Qianlong Agula, he pushed Da Yanqian Dragon Horse, who was two places higher than him, to the edge of the ring.
The outcome will be divided.
Agula's Blood Qi surged forward, and suddenly threw a heavy punch, wanting to knock the horse's front switch off the ring, who is also an eighth-rank martial artist.
In the blink of an eye, the horse's footsteps changed suddenly, and his figure avoided the punch like a ghost, and walked around behind Agula!
In addition to the fierce Saber Technique, this movement technique is the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box in front of the horse, but the load on the body is extremely heavy, and he cannot use it continuously with his eighth-rank martial arts physique.
Been waiting.
Waiting for an opportunity that is enough to reverse the outcome.
Tolerance until now is becoming the key to winning or losing!
Stepping on the front of the horse, the ghost body shifted to the back of Agula, so the person who was standing on the edge of the ring at this time, and who was about to fall off the ring and lose this battle by one step forward, naturally changed from the front of the horse. Became Agura.
Chance!
"Get down!"
Da Yan Qianlong swept out with his saber horizontally, holding the determination to kill the fish and the net, the saber would go without returning, he didn't care about defense at all, and he was about to knock the desert people off the ring.
To win?
Many spectators under the ring did not react to the sudden change in the situation, but when they were about to cheer.
But it is no longer needed.
Agula raised his arm to block, and took the fatal blow!
However, the bloody scene where the skin was torn apart and even a pair of arms were cut off by the blade did not appear. There was an extra layer of yellow sand between Agula's arm and the blade in front of the horse.
Although the knife that poured all the strength of Dayan Qianlong into pieces easily shattered the yellow sand and exploded into countless debris, but this layer of yellow sand also achieved its purpose and successfully wiped away the vigor of the knife.
Without the vigor to cut flesh and bones, as for the remaining vigor, it was Agula who forcibly picked it up.
Yellow sand curse.
This is a witchcraft practitioner who was born in the desert. After practicing witchcraft, almost everyone will learn a witchcraft.
"Since you don't want to fall off the ring, then don't go down!"
The one knife with no return could not be completed, and the victory and defeat returned to Agula's hands again. The desert warrior who had endured the gift of longevity did not have any hesitation or hesitation, nor did he resolve the pain that had penetrated into his body with the knife just now. vigor.
With both fists entering the knife, one after another punched the horse in front of the chest.
It's like beating a drum.
The chest of the horse is the drum skin.
until the drum broke.
Agula's arms were also temporarily out of strength, hanging down feebly.
The horse fell to the ring.
His chest had already collapsed, and the blood he spit out stained his clothes red and sprayed on Agula's face.
Agula wiped the blood on his face, endured the pain in the muscles of his arms, as if tens of thousands of needles pierced into the flesh, took the Medicine Pill that suppressed the injury, and saw that there was only one body left. Dayan Qianlong in a tone of voice, hesitating whether he should make up the last punch to know his life.
"Brother Ma can't stand up anymore. According to the rules of the ring, the winner has already been decided."
The young man with two knives at his waist stood on the ring, staring coldly at Agula.
His hands lightly pressed on the handle of the knife at his waist.
What seems to be an extremely random action can suddenly explode at the next moment, turning into infinite killing intent.
"Your current opponent is me..."
Xu Nian in the restaurant suddenly gasped.
Zhang Tiantian asked curiously, "Brother Xu, what's the matter?"
Xu Nian looked at the figure with the double knives on the ring, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just didn't expect to see an acquaintance on the ring so soon."