1568 Bloodline 2

cs. Your two lives are nothing compared to this… Thousands upon thousands of years… I will make you wish for death but never find it…”With swords as their formation, the ground was covered with the si...When Master Huiqing roamed the rivers and lakes, phew… when he was saving people from suffering, I wasn't quite sure what kind of magical implements he carried. But I once saw him using his phone to chant mantras repeatedly, dressed like a trendy street person, and I knew he wasn't your typical monk.

He pulled out four signal flares of different colors, bundled together with a life rope, looking like a concert cheering squad.

...That's about it, that's what a master is like, even a flower petal or a falling leaf can be a weapon.

"Don't underestimate this signal flare, it can even glow when thrown in water." Huqing Monk circled his hand a few times and threw it towards a nearby branch.

The signal flare hung from the branch, its multi-colored light flickering and flashing, making my eyes spin.

But the colors here are already so striking, I wonder when my brother will get to see them.

The signal flares weren't as effective as we'd hoped. We were all frowning in thought when Xiao Guangtou suddenly slapped his head: "Master! Before the year, when we went to perform a ceremony, the homeowner's child gave me a few small firecrackers. I was planning to sneak back to the mountain to play with them, but then they closed the mountain gate…"

"Amitabha Buddha, hurry up and bring it here." Hu Qing was too lazy to scold him anymore.

Little Guangtou dug around in the small pouch close to his body and pulled out a few sparklers, the kind you hold in your hand and draw circles with, making a little bit of firelight.

"What use is this" Hu Qing glared at him. "If you dare to play with fire in the temple, your senior brothers won't turn you into vegetable shreds."

"Uh... I wasn't planning on sneaking down the mountain to play, but it seems they closed it. Uh, there's one more here!" The bald man pulled out a small stick with a firecracker tied upside down to the top.

"Huisqing's eyes lit up: 'This is useful, my apprentice has done well!'"

He picked it up and stuck it in the ground, then took out a lighter to ignite it.

Zizi... The wire burned out, and this celestial monkey shot into the sky with a whoosh, exploding a small circle of sparks in the deserted flower forest.

Mostly, it was the sound. It carried far and wide, blocked by distant mountains, echoing across the vast expanse of land.

"...Can my brother find us" I was a little disheartened, after all, there was only one Sky Monkey.

Master Huisqing comforted: “Don't worry, don't worry. This is when we need Buddhism, just do our best… Come eat something to fill your stomach, take it one step at a time.”

I'm also worried about my nephew. Don't let his usual carefree demeanor fool you, he really values his family deep down.

Even his elderly aunt, who came to live with him, received meticulous care.

He would definitely do anything to save the child; it's instinct and responsibility.

Perhaps he didn't even look back, not seeing any of the commotion here at all Then should we just wait here

"Here... what kind of place will this be" I looked at Master Huqing.

Hu Qing sighed and shrugged: "Who knows With Xumi as the center, there are still three thousand great Thousand Worlds… Know that emptiness, born in your heart, is like a cloud, a speck in the Taiqing…"

Occasionally, he would spout a few Buddhist scriptures. I only understood half of what he said.

It can also be understood as being similar to the Nine Heavens and Three Purities of our Taishang Xuanmen, or the Ten Directions Worlds, all encompassing vast concepts.

Sssss.... A clump of flowers and grasses in the distance suddenly rustled, causing me to jump up and take precautions.

Although Xiao Guangtou had followed Hu Qing on his travels, seeing a lot of the world, he was still just a child. He was startled and hid behind his master.

Soon, the rustling sound, like fish under water, rushed towards us.

Master Huiqing took his staff down from his back. His bald head was so shiny that I hadn't even noticed this simple and unadorned staff.

This staff looks quite heavy, it's probably capable of subduing demons and battling evil spirits, or even engaging in brawls...

"Who's there" Hu Qing asked in a clear, loud voice.

The rustling sound near us stopped, and I heard a snarling "Huh"

That voice……

"Bro" I looked over there suspiciously.

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I have never seen such a Mu Yunfan before.

When he was little, in my mind, he was a little overlord, a mischievous sprite, a lively king of the children. Although he didn't like being the leader, no kid dared to bully him back home.

Growing up, he remained that mischievous and boisterous self, laughing and cursing freely. Yet, beneath the surface, his heart was as clear as a mirror, and his mind was sharp as a strand of hair.

The bustling crowds on the pedestrian street, people coming and going in the small shops, reflected a thousand colors in his eyes, but couldn't hide the trace of indifference and sarcasm lurking beneath.

It's unclear whether this is a mockery of those who navigate these circles, making money while protecting themselves, or a self-deprecating remark that I am also a part of this worldly system.

But I've never seen such a terrifying malice in his eyes.

I stood dumbfounded on the small earthen mound, watching Mu Yunfan stride past with a branch of withered flowers in his grasp.

His wispy bangs stuck to his forehead with sweat, his clothes stained with dark bloodstains, and the fierce glint in his eyes made me hesitate to call out to him.

My brother saw me startled, then turned and scolded: "Damn it! You brought Xiao Qiao along too when I asked you for help!"

"Amitabha Buddha, what does this have to do with me... Little Qiao arrived before I did. By the time I got here, she was already running rampant in this realm." Huiqing Monk let out a sigh of relief secretly, but he couldn't afford to lose face.

My brother looked unwell, so I quickly hopped down the small earthen mound and walked over to check his wounds.

"Oh no~~ Don't come any closer." He raised his hand to signal me to stop.

He held the Sky-Earth Sword in one hand, the other stained with blood. It was a sight that sent shivers down my spine.

"Where did you get hurt" I wanted to see for myself.

"Don't come closer, I smell awful with all this blood." My brother impatiently thrust his Kunlun Sword into the ground and lowered his head to take off his bloody clothes.

When he ran out of the house, he definitely hadn't had time to put on a jacket. He was just wearing a T-shirt that clung to his body. After taking it off, there were no obvious scars on his body, so I felt a little relieved.

Then I realized, the Kunlun Sword stuck in the ground, was shimmering faintly.

Before, we got a peach wood sword and a dry-kun sword from the old patriarch.

At first, my older brother often let me use his exquisite little peach wood sword. Later, after I started carrying my mother's old purple jade Ruyi, the peach wood sword went back to my brother's backpack.

To make it easier to carry, he combined the small peachwood sword and the Universe Sword some time ago, re-bound them, and turned them into a style where the small peachwood sword was the inner skeleton.

Though it looks a bit big, in his words: "I've been through worse."

That small peachwood sword bore the inscription "Tai Xuan." The light emanating from it shimmered and swirled, imbuing the entire blade with an aura of unmatched sharpness.

Master Huisqing pulled out a light and portable quick-drying T-shirt and threw it to my brother, asking, "Have you found your son"

"No, I chased into this area and found something was wrong, but before I could think too much, a black demon beast carrying my little ancestor ran past. Along the way, there were some people who seemed to have lost their minds, as if they were possessed. I didn't bother with them, just beat them up without mercy. That blood isn't mine." My brother put on his dry T-shirt: "But Qiao and you, how did you both get here so quickly"

"Flying over."

"Coming from the sky."

My voice mingled with that of the monk Huicqing.

Indeed, I came by dragon, and Master Huiqing arrived by helicopter.

My brother was stunned, looking at the two of us in confusion.

"Let's get down to business. How are we going to find your son in this sea of flowers and trees Do you have any leads" Hu Qing secured his chest bag and staff, getting straight to the point.

My brother frowned and said, "What flower sea forest Haven't you seen the corpses all over the place here"

Huhiyun is simply appalling.I think even the Purple Micro Emperor, who gave birth to Jiang Qiyun, didn't show such obvious favoritism. But Taiyi, the most compassionate and benevolent deity in the Three...