Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 43: Three nos

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"It's me, don't be nervous, I'm just a passing person, attracted by the aura of your fight just now."

The bald boy who was about to walk out didn't expect to see the cute appearance of the little macaque. He couldn't help but smile and was discovered by the two of them. Right now, he walked out slowly with embarrassment on his face. Such a cautious appearance is not because they are afraid that Zhao Jiuge and the other two will misunderstand him, but because they are afraid that their goals will change.

When the bald boy walked out, Zhao Jiuge and Pei Susu could see the appearance of the incoming person clearly, and the two of them shone together.

Although this young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old is bald, there are no scars on it, and he has clean brows, red lips and white teeth, which makes people never associate with the monk, but just look at him. Wearing yellow linen can show this identity.

There are no other items on the bald boy, even if he doesn't even have an ornament, the only thing that can be counted is probably a simple and unpretentious Buddhist bead on his wrist without the slightest aura.

Looking at the bald boy Zhao Jiuge and Pei Susu at the same time, they breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, they were worried that something might happen again, and they were afraid that the house leaked even night rain. However, looking at this bald-headed little monk's handsome face, there is still a little embarrassment, no one can see any threat.

The bald boy really didn't have any malice. It was just that he accidentally felt the fluctuation of Zhao Jiuge's use of the Sanskrit Eucharist, so he was a little curious as to why the law of their temple was revealed.

Seeing that Zhao Jiuge and Pei Susu were still staring at him, the embarrassment on the bald boy's face became more intense. After looking at them embarrassingly, he turned the Buddha beads in his hand a few times, and then lightened it. He smiled and said, "Introduce yourself, the little monk has three nos."

After finishing talking, the little monk named Sanwu looked at these two people with a smile on his face. For him who had just walked out of the temple, he only spent time with the brothers and sisters in the temple. I haven't communicated with outsiders, this is the first time since I was young, it is inevitable that I am a little bit shy.

Pei Susu is also going to ask about the bald monk. After all, the heart of harm is indispensable, and the heart of defensiveness is indispensable. Although this young man does not look like a villain with beautiful eyes, he has to ask after all. I asked, those ordinary people who appeared in this barren mountain in the middle of the night would definitely not show up except those who practiced, but they hadn't spoken yet. I didn't expect this young man to introduce himself first.

"No tears in great compassion, no words in Da Wu, no sound in laughter!" Zhao Jiuge stared his eyes and said in surprise.

Zhao Jiuge was surprised. The bald boy was even more surprised. He said with some surprise, "How do you know the meaning of my dharma name? I was an orphan since I was a child. After being picked up by my master, I gave it this dharma title. Down the mountain again."

When the monk named Sanwu said so, Zhao Jiuge's expression was a little moved, and then he fell into silence. Isn't his life similar to him? The first time I met, this Sanwu resonated in Zhao Jiuge's heart.

Seeing that Zhao Jiuge's expression changed, San Wuxian glanced at Pei Susu without a trace, then looked at Zhao Jiuge and asked strangely, "What's the matter with you."

Zhao Jiuge shook his head to indicate that it was okay, but said in a deep voice, "I am also an orphan, how can you show up in the wilderness alone in which school do you follow?"

From the perspective of Sanwu’s words and appearance, Zhao Jiuge believes that the credibility of what he said is fairly high, and he also has a general understanding in his heart. It is estimated that it is a disciple who has come out of the school, after all, the 13th State University There are countless sects of various sizes, including Buddhist cultivation.

Pei Susu frowned slightly, looked at Sanwu with cold eyes, and said nothing. She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell where it was wrong.

"It’s not a big sect. You’ve certainly never heard of it. In the whole temple, it’s just me, the master and the masters, practicing some superficial techniques. Today I just rushed in the dark, I didn’t expect to be there. I found that there were spiritual power fluctuations nearby, so I came to take a look if I was curious, but I didn’t expect it to be discovered by two donors. But how could the little monk think of such ferocious beasts in the wild, the little monk’s low mana, two The main reason is that it’s better not to dislike it than to take me along."

Sanwu is not deceiving, and they are all telling the truth. They just concealed their origins from their teachers, and have been doing nothing all the way. Now they happen to meet Zhao Jiuge practicing the Fajue in his temple. To figure out the truth about this matter, I just took advantage of this opportunity to ask for a companionship.

Zhao Jiuge has believed in the origin of Sanwu and what he said, and didn't care much about anything else. It was just a little embarrassed when he heard that Sanwu wanted to move forward with him. Now Zhao Jiuge looked at Pei Susu, his eyes Exuding the meaning of consultation.

Pei Susu shrugged his shoulders, as if you were in charge, and said casually, "I do whatever you want, but you don't know where we are going, just say follow us all the way?"

Even though Pei Susu had some doubts in his heart, but relying on his own cultivation level, seeing that San Wu was young and did not show any strong aura, he did not look at him too much. Unintentional malicious intentions can't turn over any waves.

"The little monk always comes and goes wherever he goes. Since meeting is fate, it's better to go with him." San Wu bent over slightly, muttering a word.

Pei Susu smiled uncontrollably, and stroked the few green silks that were blown away by the night wind. "Everything is witty, and the Zen game is really boring along the way. Just treat it as a lot of fun." /

"I haven't asked the names of the two donors yet. Seeing this, they must be cultivators." Sanwu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the two were good at talking.

"Xuantian Sword Gate, Zhao Jiuge."

Zhao Jiuge said lightly, because of his low-key, he didn't show off his identity as the chief disciple everywhere.

Sanwu, who was originally smiling, was taken aback when he heard this, and then saw that Feijian in the scabbard behind Zhao Jiuge understood something in his heart.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Jiuge couldn't help frowning when he saw the different color on Sanwu's face.

Sanwu shook his head quickly, indicating that there was nothing, but continued to look at Pei Susu and asked, "Where are you the female donor, where do you follow." It's just that Sanwu's eyes looked at Pei Susu with deep meaning this time.

"Pei Susu."

Pei Susu said in a playful manner. He did not say his identity, but reported his name, not to mention him, even if it was Zhao Jiuge, she didn’t tell her identity. She just said that before Zhao Jiuge returned to the teacher’s door after the experience, she brought He went to see his father.

Then Pei Susu raised her chin and said with a smile, "Didn't you folks in Buddhism say that women are pink skulls in your eyes? It would be impolite to ask about the identity of a pink skull like this." /

Sanwu was stunned for a while, unable to speak for a long time, looking at Pei Susu with a little dumbfounded expression, but was a little shocked by their identities. The Xuantian Sword Sect Zhao Jiuge is naturally the chief disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect who is in the limelight this time. After the exchange meeting of the Seven Sacred Places, even he already knows Zhao Jiuge's reputation. As for Pei Susu, although Pei Susu has not ascertained his identity, Pei Songtao and Pei Susu are both surnamed Pei, and their relationship is naturally close, and Pei Susu will also know Pei Songtao's fame method to determine the black flame magic technique, and the natural identity has been roughly understood.

It’s just that Sanwu can’t figure out how these two people would come together. At the moment, there are too many questions in Sanwu’s head. Zhao Jiuge is a disciple of Xuantian Swordsman How could there be a Fajue in their temple that only a few people can practice, and whether Zhao Jiuge knows Pei Susu's true identity, why they are together, all this is temporarily a doubt.

Zhao Jiuge looked at the speechless Sanwu and couldn't help but said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go in in the middle of the night, and we will be on the road tomorrow morning."

Although Pei Susu has become a lot of tenderness in front of him, he still has a bit of coquettish character when he treats outsiders. Sometimes Zhao Jiuge feels that he owes Pei Susu in his heart, and it is not worth making her treat him so well.

Because the bonfire in the ruined temple is full of firewood, the flames are still vigorous, and it can bring a little warmth on some cool nights.

Xiao Hei fell into a deep sleep after swallowing Tiger Flood’s inner alchemy, which made Zhao Jiuge have to admire it, but he also found a problem. After absorbing the Holy Flame Spirit Spring last time, Xiao Hei This is also the reaction, every time after absorbing a large amount of spiritual power, he becomes more lethargic.

I don't understand Zhao Jiuge sitting next to the bonfire. The night is still the same. Zhao Jiuge is going to continue to practice while it is still a few hours, and he will heal the injury on his hand by the way, although the injury is not serious.

Pei Susu snuggled and sat down next to Zhao Jiuge, with a pair of beautiful eyes staring at Sanwu from time to time. For some reason, she always felt that this little monk was weird, as if she could feel Sanwu looking at her. Unlike the one looking at Jiuge, it seems to be more disgusting?

Sanwu looked peaceful, and sat down a little farther away from the two of them. He quickly closed his eyes and rested his mind. Like Pei Susu, he didn't cultivate, so he could not see how profound his cultivation was after he had restrained his aura.

The tiger’s body lay quietly outside. Without the inner alchemy, it has no value. Even the body is damaged by Pei Susu, and everything in the ruined temple is calm again, only crackling. The firewood sounded occasionally, as if everything had never happened.

The first time the three met, they only had a simple understanding. In the quiet night, they soon stopped communicating and were busy with their own affairs.

Zhao Jiuge entered the cultivation state with peace of mind because he had Pei Susu on his side. Sanwu closed his eyes and breathed evenly, not knowing what he was doing.

The remaining Pei Susu bowed his head from time to time without saying anything, thinking about all the scenes from the first meeting with Zhao Jiuge to the present, is it right? He raised his head to look at the wooden face, then turned his head to look at Sanwu's pure and beautiful face.

It's just that she feels a little unreasonable in her heart.