Chapter 450

Is it big or small?

This is not about the number of points in the dice cup or the weight of the hot pot.

Zen Zi looked at the depths of the snow field. His expression suddenly became more relaxed and said, "it should be small."

Dao Sheng's voice sounded again, obviously relaxed a lot, and said, "then go."

Zen Zi raised his bare feet, rubbed the mud on the threshold, lowered his head and said, "why?"

Dao Sheng said, "I'll come to the big one and you go to the small one. Didn't you say it when you came?"

Zen Zi raised his head, slowly rolled the monk's sleeve to the bend of his arm and said, "although I'm young, I'm much older than you in my previous life."

Dao Sheng didn't pay attention to him. His meaning is very clear. Just your small bowl like fist. What's the meaning?

The bell sounded from the temple, passed through Baicheng, echoed on the edge of the snow field, and the Terran practitioners retreated back as fast as possible.

The sharpest sword light finally disappeared from the sky.

In the camp outside Baicheng, there were only the wounded who had no time to evacuate, as well as medical monks from Guocheng temple, Baotong Zen hospital and other places.

Zen son stepped up in the air, and a lotus was born in the place where he fell barefoot.

Lotus blossoms go deep into the snow field and fade with the cold wind.

Within a few seconds, he had come to the snow field dozens of miles away.

The violent wind and snow gradually calmed down, and the vision became much clearer. The earthquake stripped the snow off the mountains and exposed the Black Mountains. It looked very eye-catching in the sky, like a red bean bag in white granulated sugar.

Between the snow fields and Montenegro, there are all kinds of corpses of snow country monsters.

The blood of those monsters is not red. When painted in the snow, it looks like a color patch painted by children at will, but the strong smell of blood still rises to the sky.

Around the corpses of those monsters, there are countless beetle corpses, just like ice crystals.

Zen Zi stood on the lotus cloud and rubbed his nose.

These are not the bodies left by the previous animal tide, but the consequences of the earthquake.

The war between the snow queen and her children was so terrible that it was a disaster to the lives on these snow fields.

Zen Zi even saw the bodies of dozens of human snow monsters in the distance.

Terran practitioners already know a lot about the snow country. They know that the combat effectiveness of this humanoid snow monster is very terrible, and its strength is equal to that of the elders in the spiritual sect. But this kind of snow monster rarely appears on the edge of the snow field. No one has seen it except the big animal tide hundreds of years ago.

According to the observation of the previous generation of strong practitioners, this humanoid snow monster should be a close attendant or personal soldier of her majesty, living in the blue glacier 20000 miles away in the north. As a result, they actually appeared on the edge of the snow field today and died quietly. Did they choose the wrong camp to be killed by the queen, or were they court experts chasing the princess?

In the small temple, Zen Zi clearly felt the terrible breath. After driving the lotus cloud, he found that the breath had disappeared.

He closed his eyes, and a few shallow wrinkles suddenly appeared on his young face.

The lotus cloud scattered dozens of very thin silk threads, floating towards the sky and the ground.

Those filaments have a mysterious and unspeakable meaning, which is unspeakable.

This is the supreme Zen of Guocheng temple.

If you stand close, you can know each other's thoughts, which is as wonderful as mind reading.

Even if you don't know who and where the other person is, you can also sense the general position of the other person and understand the general state of the other person through this Zen method.

I don't know how long it took. Zen opened his eyes and murmured, "the Dragon doesn't eat children, and the queen is too cruel."

The snow queen is a high-level, but very different life from human beings, and is completely different from those ancient beasts in various sects. Human beings know little about it, but they only know that she will not plot, because as the ruler of the northern continent and the invincible strongest in the world, she does not need to do these things.

Zen Zi felt that the little guy was hiding in a mountain of snow insect corpses. It was really a little unexpected.

——The little guy was seriously injured. His fear from life instinct made him learn to hide his breath.

It seems that in this battle for the throne of the snow country, the loser has only one way to die, so the little guy will escape the snow at all costs.

Even if it can't get to the South because of the temperature, the Terran can't bear it. We must leave it in the snow at all costs.

The lotus clouds suddenly dispersed, and Zen Zi fell from the sky like a stone on the snow field.

The beetle bodies on the surface of the thick snow and snow were shattered and scattered like white smoke.

Zen Zi stepped on frost and snow with bare feet, pointed to a wisp of white smoke, and his tongue was like thunder. He shouted, "settle!"

The white smoke suddenly stagnated and showed a faint appearance. It was a white figure.

There is white everywhere in the snow field, and the figure is also white. The reason why it can be distinguished is that its white is more pure and deeper. It is obviously white and flawless, but it is like the deepest night, which is very eye-catching.

Just for a moment, the white figure got rid of the fast binding of Zen's ideas, changed into a white smoke again, and fled to the southeast.

Those Terran practitioners standing on flying swords and magic weapons in the distance looked at the picture in the snow field and were silent, thinking that this was the legendary Queen's child?

The array presided over by yimaozhai has been started, and the runes on the wall of the Northern Kingdom, which stretches for more than 2000 miles, radiate a strong breath.

The divine guards of the imperial court and the Fengdao sect each guarded a section of the city wall. The commander and the Fengdao sect leader rose up in the air and stared at the white smoke with vigilance.

Fang Jingtian came to the virtual world, stepped on the fairy sword, watched the movement below, and was ready to draw the sword at any time.

According to the judgment of Zen Zi and Dao Sheng, he is not the opponent of this white smoke, but it is obvious that the other party is seriously injured now. This opportunity should be seized naturally.

In the more distant Eastern sky, there is a strong and quiet breath hidden. It should be tan Zhenren, the leader of Zhongzhou sect, who is personally in charge.

Snow country is the biggest threat to Terrans.

Even if what appears today is not the invincible queen, but her child, the Terran still needs to raise 120000 spirit.

The boundary between the human world and the snow country is at least tens of thousands of miles long, but it is strange that the animal tide has always gone south through the snow valley around Baicheng for countless years. If there are cold mountains and wastelands in the southwest, there are too many underground fire veins, which are naturally opposed to the life in the snow country, why don't they go from the east?

This is a problem that has plagued mankind, but we can't find the answer, but it's a very lucky thing for mankind.

They just need to guard the white city.

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The white smoke did not mean to return to the depths of the snow field, trying to break through the human defense line from the southeast and leave the snow field.

Obviously, it would rather face the collective attack of the strong Terran at great risk than go back to face its mother.

Zen was silent. He kicked his right leg back to the bend of his left leg and fell to the ground.

The ground was covered with frost and snow and the bodies of snow beetles.

Those corpses did not have the color of blood, but had a pungent smell of blood and a very strong smell of death.

Zen sat in the corpse with his eyes closed, but he had no magic nature, just like the real Buddha.

His hands were blooming like lotus flowers in front of him, and in a moment he made thirteen fingerprints in the wind and snow.

A round light mirror appeared behind him. Countless scriptures appeared on the mirror, glittering with profound Zen meaning, compassionate but deadly.

The practitioners and the divine guards in the Terran camp have been evacuated, and only the seriously wounded and medical monks have remained.

More than 200 medical monks of Guocheng Temple walked out of the camp, sat down cross legged in the snow and began to recite scriptures.

"May my mother get rid of hell forever, be thirteen years old, and have no felony and experience evil ways."

"All Buddhas in the ten directions mourn me and listen to my vows for my mother."

"If my mother never leaves the three roads and is cheap, and even the body of a woman will never be robbed."

"May my mother from now on, in front of the pure lotus flower eye Tathagata, but in the hundreds of trillions of disasters, have the world and become a positive consciousness."（ (note)

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Scriptures float on the edge of the snow field.

Countless words that seem to be real flash golden light and float slightly into the sky to form a light mirror.

This light mirror looks as like as two peas in the mirror behind the Zen. It is only at least 1000 times larger than it is to cover up half the sky.

Moreover, the light mirror is not transparent, its color is extremely deep, and its quality is like the earth.

Zen Zi opened his eyes, looked at him, and shouted, "shoot!"

The huge light mirror in the sky slowly flows, and the scriptures on the mirror scatter countless golden lights, which are condensed into a light beam by invisible forces and shot into the snow field.

The light beam landed on the transparent mirror behind Zen Zi, and then penetrated, changed its direction and increased its power countless times.

The light beam fell with Zen Zi's sight and hit the white smoke!

A loud bang!

The white smoke sent out an angry scream, scattered as flying snow all over the sky, rolled by the strong wind and retreated towards the depths of the snow field.

Most of a black stone mountain collapsed, the snow field shook uneasily, and the clouds rolled in the sky.

The more than 200 medical monks sitting cross legged on the ground could no longer maintain their posture and fell one after another.

The wind and snow fell on Zen Zi.

He ignored it and came back from the snow.

With his footsteps, those snowflakes fell from the monk's clothes.

A piece of snow is very dark.

It's not gray.

It's dark white.

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(Note: the Sutra sung by the medical monks of Guocheng Temple uses a paragraph from the local Tibetan Sutra. Some parts have been modified and deleted. It feels very interesting to be used on the Queen's mother and daughter. In addition, I wrote Jian Ruoyun as Jian Ruoshui yesterday. Was it ridiculed that I didn't forget Jian shuier? I wrote Ping Yongjia as ping Yongjia a few days ago. There are still some mistakes. As I said that day, I'm really tired recently. I'll revise it when I have time in a few days. Today's Christmas Eve, I wish you peace and happiness regardless of the holidays. I like her coming out of the snow very much. I don't like her. I really want to write an image I haven't written before. I hope I can write it. Don't blame me if I can't write it.)

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