Wei Shaoqi, Wang Lengran and others clasped their fists with respect on their faces and sent the gentle-faced old musician away.

The success of today's killing spree in Xingzifang was indeed thanks to this senior who held a very high position in the palace.

Wei Shaoqi, Lin Cheng and others looked away.

He turned his fiery eyes to the Buddha's head above again.

The Buddha's head has been slowly lifted up by the winch and pulley. It is about ten feet off the ground, and there is still only two feet away from the headless neck of the Buddha's body.

Wei Shaoqi's eyes were blazing. Although things were not going well for the Qin family, once the Buddha was built, the Wei family would be able to regain the initiative, especially helping to quell the war in the southwest, which would be another military exploit.

Not to mention the cauldron sword that I am searching for. As long as my father presents it to His Majesty...

Wang Lengran was completely relieved when he learned that Ouyang Rong was in Xunyang Tower.

He had always felt that this kid was evil, and he didn't dare to take it lightly as long as he was around.

Until this moment, when he was 100% sure that Ouyang Rong was not here, Wang Lengran felt relieved, his old face smiled broadly, and his eyes rolled around... When the giant Buddha was built, he could still rely on Pei Shisanniang and other Yang

Shang, clarifying Xingzifang is another great political achievement!

Shen Bingqiang was rough and yet subtle, observing words and expressions, and taking advantage of the atmosphere, he spoke a few yin and yang words to Ouyang Rong.

Pei Shisanniang didn't stop her with her eyes this time.

In fact, even if she met Ouyang Rong by chance on the street before, the cautious and beautiful woman had never said anything. Shen Bingqiang beside her was making strange comments.

Pei Shisanniang is actually quite dissatisfied with her companions. As a businessman, it is better to be cautious. Just make money, why make enemies? Shen Bingqiang has not listened, and there is nothing she can do.

However, complaining together can indeed bring us closer together the fastest.

Pei Sanniang's mind became a little more active, and she was thinking about how to apologize appropriately.

Lin Cheng stood aside with his hands behind his back, listening with a smile on his face, but in his heart he was actually bored.

Ouyang Rong was not present, so there was no point in winning for him, and it was just boring to listen to these embarrassing boasts.

Lin Cheng raised his head and squinted at the slowly hanging Buddha.

"The spiritual energy in the Dantian is already boiling... This ceremony is really useful. With the help of the giant Buddha, we can break through the bottleneck of high-quality products... Ouyang Lianghan, how can a real poor man have a smooth journey like you? I don't eat grains or meat, I only eat Qi.

, Breatharians have a longer life span than you, what do you compare it to..."

At this moment, a drop of rain fell on his lost face.

Lin Cheng was slightly startled, and for a moment, he couldn't hold back his lips: "Great Zhou Jinde, water conservancy and gold... this is destiny... God will help those who help themselves..."

The slightly chubby young man who raised his head and muttered to himself suddenly became stunned.

He frowned at first, then rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Lin Cheng shed tears when he saw...the Buddha's head.

On the kindly smiling face of the Buddha head above the head, there is a thin mark below the left eye. The thin mark is blue... no, it is an [arc] emitting blue light.

As the blue light became stronger and stronger, it covered [Arc]'s body, and finally it looked like a drop of blue tears.

Before he could take a closer look, it "broke out" from the Buddha's face and separated from the Buddha's head.

This "Buddha's tear", the clear blue light grew from small to large, from the star tear to the bright moon, and finally, a clear blue [moon] hung alone above everyone's heads.

Just like in the Buddhist scriptures Lin Cheng once read, there is a lotus fire that burns all karma.

"Yue...yue?"

A look of extreme fear appeared in Lin Cheng's eyes, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

Everyone saw the fat young man who had always been strategizing and calm suddenly turned around and ran away desperately, yes, ran away! Trying to keep the distance between him and the Buddha statue!

Wei Shaoqi and Wang Lengran looked confused at first, but when they looked up, their expressions suddenly changed, and they turned around and ran away, leaving only Pei and Shen in confusion... Unfortunately, it was too late, a [moon] had arrived.

Wang Lengran often slipped and fell, which made Wang Lengran dislike his muddy legs. On the frozen road at the construction site, Wang Lengran stumbled and fell. "Third Young Master, help me!" He subconsciously reached out and grabbed Wei Shaoqi's trousers like the last straw. , but he was kicked violently in the face. Before the look of despair could appear on his face, he felt a chill on his neck. Immediately, the whole world in his sight was spinning, and his forehead seemed to be hit hard on the ground.

Kicking away the burden, Wei Shaoqi ran forward with all his strength, his face flushed. From time to time, he pulled a Xianbei guard on his back, including the middle-grade red-qi guard. There were endless screams from behind, and the sword energy was like a ray on his back, but Immediately realizing the cat-and-mouse play of [Moon], he turned around hysterically, "My father, King Wei!" In response to this roar, the tripod sword suddenly accelerated, chopping up a big good thing like a melon or a vegetable. The head and face are still full of incredible expressions.

Lin Cheng, who was the first to run away, had no time to speak and tried his best. Poof! The fat figure leaped into the air and fell to the ground as softly as a torn sack. A string of death-avoiding Buddhist beads were scattered all over the ground, making the whole process useless...rolling down. On the round head at the neck, the pupils were dim and blurred, and the face was full of regret and fear... He could not figure out until his death why this tripod sword was hidden in the Buddha's head.

Shen Bingqiang, Wang Lengran,

Wei Shaoqi,

Lin Cheng.

At the foot of the Buddha, heads are harvested one after another in this order, just like a farmer harvesting wheat and mowing grass in the field.

In the rain curtain, their corpses were separated, and like the headless Buddha in front of them, they became headless corpses, shook a little, like sandbags, and fell heavily to the ground.

Only Pei Sanniang was left standing there, and Shen Bingqiang's head rolled down to her swaying feet with a blank expression.

This time the [Moon] was slightly tilted and passed around her ears, and a few strands of black hair floated to the ground.

There was dead silence in the whole place.

The beautiful woman was dazed for a moment when the blood from Shen Bingqiang's severed head was splashed all over her face, then she numbly raised her hand to wipe it away.

"ah----!"

She was the first to hug her face and scream.

This scream was like a trumpet. The deaths of Lin Cheng, Wei Shaoqi, Wang Lengran... the four people caused chaos in the surrounding construction site.

In the sky, the [Moon] suddenly exploded, revealing the curved sword blade [Made by Craftsman]. The blade burned with a ball of blazing flames, flowing around the dangling Buddha head hanging in the air, and rushed toward the sky like a meteor. The first Buddha body.

It seemed to be very familiar with the road. Soon, several key supports of the headless Buddha body cast by Lin Cheng ignited clouds of blue flames. The sparks of fire finally connected into a dragon-like flame that wrapped around the headless Buddha body.

In a few moments, the Buddha's head with benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes was carved in mid-air to imitate the dragon face of a certain empress. Under the silent gaze of its golden eyes with a tear-shaped crack, the headless Buddha's body covered with karma and fire suddenly collapsed.

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Qingyang Street.

The old musician, who was walking with a pale face and holding the piano in his arms, suddenly stopped and turned around slightly.

A pair of turbid eyes reflected the gray sky, and under the drizzle of rain, the scene of the giant Buddha rumbling and collapsing amid the entanglement of a clear blue fire dragon.

"Eh... How can it be like this... How can it be like this... I haven't left yet... This young boy can wait longer than the old man..."

He muttered in surprise: "It is still the cauldron fire that can only be born when a legendary sword holder holds a sword."

It was obviously a scene that caused chaos in the entire Xunyang City, but the old musician's usually gentle and plain wrinkled face showed a faint smile.

"In terms of handsomeness, this sword is only slightly inferior to Laochan's back then, well, a little bit..."

The old man turned around and continued to walk towards Xunyang Tower where the sound of pipa could be heard. His figure was running away from the frightened female officers and soldiers rushing towards the construction site in the chaos on the street, which seemed a little out of place.

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(PS: Rolling all over the floor, please vote for me! or2

In addition, the soaring incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor. It is too arrogant and does not suit the scene of Chang'an.

"If I were the Qing Emperor in his future years, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms blooming at the same place" is more appropriate to the situation and fits a certain direction of endeavor. I personally think this sentence is more colorful!)
Chapter completed!