Nightfall Chapter 63: The crows are silent
Volume 3 Eventful Autumn Chapter 63 Silent Crows
The sound of copper bells is crisp and sweet, which can clear the heart. The kingfisher jumped on the road to greet the crowd descending from Washan Mountain. There were more than ten ascetics from the Moon Kingdom, wearing hats and holding iron rods. , The old woman with a mean expression in her wrinkles is naturally the aunt Qu Ni Madi, who is very senior in the Buddhist sect. She is still beautiful, but she obviously looks at the haggard and haggard Lu Chenjia silently. By her side.
The most eye-catching thing is that the one in the middle of the crowd is light-hearted, covering like a ball, embroidered with Buddhist mantras, and painted with gorgeous patterns of Buddhist scriptures, which looks majestic and gorgeous. I don't know who is sitting in the Buddha's house. The abbot of Lanke Temple and the monk Guanhai, a disciple of the Qishan elder's gate, are actually waiting respectfully.
Looking at the black carriage beside Tiger Yuejian, and Ning Que, who holds the iron bow on the carriage, the green veins of Qu Nimadi's right hand holding the cane are faintly exposed. I don't know what kind of pain he caused, and her old look is full. The spiteful expression in Li became more intense, while Lu Chenjia's expression was indifferent, as if he hadn't seen Ning Que at all.
Looking at the people coming up the mountain road, Ning Que thought that if the people who came were only Qu Ni Madi and the nympho, there was no need for the sea monk to leave his sangsang to meet him in person, so he looked Falling on that side of the Buddha, guessing that the identity of the monk in the nian should be extraordinary, and may even come from the Hanging Temple.
Practitioners, when they saw that the people were Aunt Qu Nimadi and the nympho, they saluted and greeted them. At the same time, like Ning Que, they guessed the identity of the Buddha, and they dared to speak to the disciples of the academy in a teaching tone. .
Qu Nimadi nodded indifferently, and she was regarded as returning to everyone. She was originally one of the few people in the spiritual world. She was born with the four characters of high morality and respect based on her age. She didn't need to be cold with these juniors. It was noisy, and her attention always stayed on Ning Que's body. If her eyes were resentful, it could turn into a flying knife. At this time, Ning Que had already been pricked with blood and blood.
The nymphomaniac Lu Chenjia is still indifferent and speechless. No matter how respectful the practitioners who come to salute, she has no response, as if the world around her does not exist.
Presumably seeing Ning Que still aiming at the yellow-clothed old monk, that vigorous and majestic voice came from the Buddha's robe again, appearing extremely severe: "The soldier is ominous, you don't have to put it down quickly! "
Ning Que was silent for a moment, Yiyan loosened the tight bowstring, and the arrow cluster moved slightly.
No longer being aimed at by the iron arrow, the yellow-clothed old monk suddenly felt that the bitter killing intent that had been covering him had disappeared without a trace. Only then did he find that the monk's clothes had been sweaty, and realized his previous fears, and couldn't help but smile.
Seeing this scene, the practitioners who have been nervous all the time breathed a sigh of relief.
Qu Nimadi looked at Ning Que and laughed in a hoarse and unpleasant voice and said, "The academy will only bully..."
Suddenly, her resentful mocking voice stopped abruptly.
Because the iron arrow in Ning Que's hand was actually aimed at that Fang Buddha!
In Qu Nimati's view, the high monks in the Buddha's Ning must be able to deter the academy. She wanted to use this to humiliate Ning Que, but she didn't think that Ning Que was so tough!
She screamed: "Ning Que, you are so bold!"
From hearing the crisp copper bell from the mountain road, and then hearing the deep Buddha sound, Ning Que knew that a real Buddhist master had come, and he even vaguely guessed the origin of the other party.
But so what?
"Bullying is such an interesting thing. Of course, my college likes to do it, but in fact, we prefer to smash the hardest things, whether it is rules or those who like to put on airs"
Ning Que used an iron arrow to aim at the shadow of the monk in the Buddha's house, and said, "With so many people beside the stream today, it seems that the master has the highest realm and the hardest means, but I don't know if you dare to take my arrow."
No matter how tight the bowstring is, the iron arrow is ready to go. However, Ning Que's bow this time is completely different from the previous time when he targeted the yellow-clothed old monk. An extremely powerful breath was slowly released from his body. .
Those kingfishers, who were leaping for joy under the Buddha's nest, and fascinated by the compassion of the high monk in the nest, sensed this powerful and cold breath, made a few horrified calls, fluttered their wings and disappeared among the green bamboos.
The autumn wind gradually began to blow, and the big green tree swayed uneasy. Those dense branches and leaves were rustling. They were affected by the iron arrow in Ning Que's hand. Hundreds of green leaves fell one after another, falling around the black carriage. (--Net.)
As this powerful aura appeared on Ning Que, the expressions of those high-level practitioners on the mountain suddenly changed. The strongest sword pavilion Cheng Ziqing, the one who knew fate, had the strongest reaction. His slender hands were actually Unconsciously moving randomly, the virtual grasp of the semicircle agitated by this aura gave birth to a strong urge to pull out the sword!
Qu Nimadi's face became extremely ugly, she had guessed something vaguely, but she still couldn't believe that Ning Que, whom she hated most, had such a chance.
The sea monk knew Ning Que’s temperament, and said in shock: "Brother Thirteen, quickly put down the arrow. The master is the first of the precepts of the Xuankong Temple. You must not act rashly!"
Following this sentence, there was an uproar in the audience, and everyone was shocked. Some could not believe what they heard. You must know that the Unknowable Land is the legend of the spiritual world. It is extremely difficult for ordinary practitioners to see it. In the mountains, I first saw the disciples behind the academy and the people from the Xuankong Temple. This is really unimaginable!
If the academy is a place where the two generations are connected, and everyone knows that it is south of Chang'an, so there are occasional opportunities to see those outside the world in the back mountain, then the Taoist School of Knowledge and the Suspense of Buddhism The temple really only appeared in ancient books and rumors, and basically no one could see it.
Everyone looked at the Buddha statue and wondered in shock, is it true that behind the curtain are the high monks of the Hanging Temple? This time Lan Ke Temple’s Yulan Club will shock so many outsiders?
People's excitement and excitement are natural things, but at this time, no one walked to the Buddha's nun and saluted like before, because the Buddha's nun was being aimed at by an iron arrow.
Ning Que’s expression did not change at all when he heard the words of the sea monk. The left hand holding the iron bow was stable like this unchanging mountain stream for thousands of years, waiting calmly and intently for the reply from the Buddha. .
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The academy faces the Hanging Temple.
Mr. Thirteen is the first seat of the precepts.
Just these names were enough to shock the spiritual world. The practitioners by the mountain stream subconsciously suppressed the urge to exclaim, stared at the scene nervously, and even their breathing slowed down a lot.
The confrontation between the unknowable places, the world that will happen, and the ability to witness such a battle with your own eyes is enough to make ordinary practitioners in the world crazy. How can they not be excited and nervous?
The mountain stream was extremely quiet, and only the mournful whistling of the kingfisher in the bamboo with lingering palpitations, and the slight hooves of the horses pacing scattered on the grass and grazing.
They were waiting for the deep voice to sound from the Buddha's nun again.
They are looking forward to how people from the Hanging Temple in the Buddha's Temple will face this arrow of the academy.
A long time passed, and there was no sound from the Buddha.
The autumn breeze was blowing the green leaves, and the monk of Xuankong Temple remained silent.
Ning Que asked him if he dared to take his own arrow.
The monk of the Hanging Temple did not answer.
That is not dare.
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Ning Que is not surprised by Buddha's silence.
For ordinary practitioners in the world, the Hanging Temple is a legendary position, with a kind of innate awe.
But he comes from an academy, he has seen the monks in the Hanging Temple, so he treats them with a normal heart.
From the moment he heard the copper bell, he was judging the opponent's cultivation level.
He didn't know where the Discipline Academy was, nor did he know what the position of the first commandment academy was in the temple, but he was certain that the other party was definitely not the strongest person like the first lecturer in the Xuankong Temple.
Buddha does not say that they practice the five realms, but they have the wonderful meaning of enlightenment.
After listening to two sentences in a row, he confirmed that this person from the Xuankong Temple must be a generation of enlightenment, if it is described in the realm of Taoism, it is at least equivalent to the realm of Zhiming.
If it was Ning Que in front of the Red Lotus Temple, facing a strong man who knew his fate, he would definitely turn around and flee.
However, in that autumn rain, he already knew his fate.
The spiritual realm of this monk in the Xuankong Temple should be a bit higher than that of the current Prince Longqing, but when it comes to the evil and horror of the exercises, the tricky and practical methods, I am afraid it is not as good as Longqing.
After Ning Quejin entered the Zhiming State, it was difficult for ordinary Zhiming State practitioners to take his Yuan Thirteen Arrows without preparation, and he was silent for too long after coming to Washan. Today He opened the bow twice but never shot it. This arrow is the arrow that is full of mental state and will be overflowing.
If Long Qing reappears here, he will no longer be able to catch his arrow.
So he was sure that the Buddhist monk in the Xuankong Temple couldn't catch it, so the other party naturally didn't dare to pick it up.
Looking at the Buddha's nun who had been silent for a long time, Ning Que said with a smile.
"Since I dare not answer, please continue to keep silent."
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Don't dare to answer, then keep silent.
The kingfisher hiding in the green bamboo seemed to understand Ning Que's words, and was afraid to scream. The horses on the grass **** also stopped striding in fear. The real crows were silent.
Qu Ni Madi couldn't believe that she looked a little desperate when she saw the picture. She has always been like an innocent and ignorant nympho. She couldn't help but look at Ning Que who was standing on the black carriage with extremely complicated eyes.
There was a dead silence beside the mountain stream, and everyone was shocked in disbelief. Because of Ning Que’s tyranny, and because of the strength of the academy, the iron arrow did not control it, so the monks of Xuankong Temple were silent and shocked the audience. No one dares to respond.
"After three years of cultivating the Dao, I will know my fate. How can there be such unreasonable things in the world?"
Cheng Ziqing, a strong man in the Southern Jin Jian Pavilion, looked at Ning Que standing on the black carriage against the autumn breeze, and muttered slightly: "Brother, you used to say that Master is as high as several floors. Now it seems, where is the world? There are tall buildings as tall as a master, and what is even more frightening is... seeing the academy is about to build several tall buildings."
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