Hidden Blade Chapter 90: Buddha

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Ning Zhumang's mind is exquisite.

Although Mengliang said that he was a genius of swordsmanship who had picked up the younger generation of Da Zhou, after all, every time he tried, he would stop there, and his life was not harmed.

Since his visit is reasonable, Linglong Pavilion should be treated with courtesy. What's more, he didn't know why he found Mo Chenzi as a backer, so he hurriedly invited everyone back to the mountain gate at that time. Sitting in the middle of the small.

The disciples were dismissed, and the elders and deacons gathered in Jishi Mansion. One was to thank Mo Chenzi for his righteous action, and the other was to ask Mo Chenzi where the little monk came from.

Of course, there are exceptions. For example, Mr. Hong on the Dahuan Peak or Ding Jingcheng of the Sword Hall were dispatched by Ning Zhumang to appease his disciples. Obviously, the head teacher had already taken his attention, and would exclude those who opposed his rule by Long Congyun from the center of power. Ding Jingcheng and others naturally smelled this smell, but the dragon was no longer in the clouds, and the crowds had no heads, so they had to temporarily succumb to the oppression of Ning Zhumang.

But perhaps because of Mo Chenzi, Ning Zhumang actually kept Xu Han and asked him to participate in this meeting as a high-level guest of Linglong Pavilion. People secretly thought that Ning Zhumang wanted to cultivate Xu Han, but they didn't know that Ning Zhumang wanted to test Mo Chenzi's attitude towards Xu Han.

Xu Han probably also guessed Ning Zhumang's intentions. This real head teacher hides himself deeply, and has been in charge of Linglong Pavilion for so many years, he will definitely not be a simple-minded person.

However, at the gate of the mountain before, Mo Chenzi's gaze once fell on him. With his cultivation base at the level of the immortal, how could he not be able to see through his foundation, so Xu Han didn't have any scruples. It's good to listen to what they are going to say, after all, he is also very curious about the little monk who can affect the demon power of his right arm.

When everyone was seated, Fang Ziyu, the second elder sister, brought some disciples up to offer tea to everyone present. At this time, Fang Ziyu was uncharacteristically, without the usual careless escape, but rather quiet. Very, this is a matter of Linglong Pavilion, she still can afford the occasion.

It's just that when she handed tea to the Mengliang, she couldn't help but looked up and looked at the young man in front of her.

She thought that this guy was going to fight with that stupid surname Chen, she had to observe the reality of the opponent.

But she ignored the lethality of her immature but extremely beautiful face on this Lishan disciple who had rarely seen a woman. Mengliang was in a daze at that time, staring at the girl in front of him intently, his throat squirmed, and he made a clear swallowing sound.

Fang Ziyu came back to her senses, her face flushed, and she cursed secretly as a disciple, but finally did not dare to look at the Mengliang again, turned and hurried away.

At this time, Ning Zhumang had already started talking with Mo Chenzi.

This Mo Chenzi does not look like a sleek generation, but the girl with purple eyes who looks the size of a Fangziyu next to her is very meticulous, and Ning Zhumang’s side attacks are extremely high by the girl. Past slyly and perfunctorily.

Although Ning Zhumang was a little dissatisfied, the young girl was accompanied by Mo Chenzi. Mo Chenzi didn't mean to object to her interruption. Naturally, Ning Zhumang didn't have much to say. After half an hour, both sides were playing Tai Chi, and there was almost no progress on the identity of the little monk. Ning Zhumang also saw clearly that Mo Chenzi didn't intend to say this from the beginning, so he could only put away his mind.

Occasionally, he changed the conversation, looked at the girl, and asked: "I don't know if this is the emperor of Chu from the previous dynasty? I haven't asked the name yet."

One of the most obvious characteristics of the royal family of the Chu Dynasty is that they have a pair of purple pupils. According to legend, these pupils are demon pupils. The unique magic of the Chu Dynasty imperial family requires these pupils as a guide. In order to display. These eyes are really rare. Ning Zhumang saw a woman talking well, so that's why he asked.

But who knows that the girl turned her head dissatisfied when she heard the words, and ignored it. The whole Jishifu suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere was so embarrassing.

Ning Zhumang was also taken aback. He didn't expect that his kind inquiries would invite such an encounter. He couldn't help laughing twice, turning the subject, and then looking at the Mengliang who was aside and asked: "Since Meng Shaoxia is here to challenge my disciple, my Linglong Pavilion is naturally good at entertaining, but I look at Shaoxia Meng's body. It seems to be ill, I don't know when you plan to fight with my disciples?"

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;Mengliang’s original intention is to be as soon as possible. At this moment, he has completely recovered from the previous experience, but his attention is not on Ning Zhumang's body at all, but has been looking outside the house, wanting Found the figure of Fangziyu just now...

This high disciple from the mountain secretly felt that he had never seen such a beautiful woman, Fang Ziyu was much better than the old woman who looked beautiful but was actually a snake-hearted woman next to Mo Chenzi. He only felt that his soul had been taken away by her, and he was itching to want to see each other again.

So after stopping Ning Zhumang's questioning, he turned his head to look at Ning Zhumang, but the look in his eyes was extremely puzzled. Obviously, he hadn't heard the headmaster's question at all.

"Meng Shaoxia came from afar, and my Linglong Pavilion is not easy to take advantage of people’s dangers, so I will decide this battle in three days. In these few days, Meng Shaoxia can cultivate well. After I go down, I will let my disciple be Shaoxia. Arrange accommodation."

Ning Zhumang stood up after speaking.

Meng Liang, who had only come back to his senses, said quickly: "Can that junior sister give me..."

Unfortunately, his words were so common, Ning Zhumang turned around and left Jishifu. He didn't give everyone any chance to react, and ended this unpleasant conversation.

The only thing left is the high disciple from the mountain standing still in a daze, thinking about that beautiful shadow just now, alone and sad...

......

The little monk ran a long way.

He stopped until he was exhausted.

He hid in a bamboo forest. Not far away came bursts of smoke and children's laughter.

There seems to be a village there.

The little monk feels a little calm, he sits on the ground, with blood dripping on his right arm. The flesh and blood was cut there by Zhong Changhen's sword, and it seemed to be blessed with Zhong Changhen's sword intent, and the wound did not heal for a long time.

His face was pale because of excessive blood loss, and his heart was full of doubts.

He was thinking, why would anyone stop him from subduing demons and demons.

He was wondering why there was boundless killing intent in his mind at that time.

He is still thinking, who is he? Guanglin ghost? What about the old monk? Who is he? Why did he live with him in that ruined temple for so many years? How many years did he say it was not true, but it is certain that his decision is a long enough time, but why can't he remember the name of the old monk anyway?

There seemed to be two souls arguing in his mind. One said that all living beings are suffering, and if the evil species in the world are not slaughtered, the world will live in purgatory forever. And the other said that everything can be saved, and the devil can also turn to the Buddha.

Their quarrel gave the little monk a headache.

He squatted down, with a sound of mud and blood on his white clothes, the two mixed together, looking really embarrassed.

"Ah!" The little monk let out a stern roar, his eyes sometimes clear and sometimes blood red.

He wants to get rid of this feeling~IndoMTL.com~ but that thing is like a tarsal maggot.

"Are you...injured?" At this moment, an immature voice suddenly rang in my ears.

The little monk was taken aback, the dispute in his mind seemed to have stopped at that time, and he raised his head to look at the owner of the voice.

It was a little girl about his size, with big eyes and a pink face. Maybe she had two teeth missing in her mouth when she was old, but she didn’t look ugly because of it. On the contrary, she was extremely cute. . At this moment, she was looking at the little monk timidly, but her eyes were full of concern.

The little monk was stunned.

Sunlight shone in through the gaps in the woods, and the little girl carrying the light seemed to glow with golden light all over her body. The picture was shocking with an indescribable beauty of pen and ink.

"Buddha..."

The little monk murmured like this, and then a huge faint sensation came, his neck crooked, and he passed out alive.