Nightwatcher Chapter 2: Li Lingsu’s Shura Field (1)
Bai Ji curled up on the rock and made a sleeping posture. A few seconds later, a terrible and tyrannical will awakened from her body.
At this moment, the beasts and birds in the forest were silent at the same time, or crawled on the ground, or spread their wings to cover their bird heads.
The pressure of higher creatures makes nearby creatures shiver, like the end of the day.
In response to the half-collapsed main peak of Mount Inurong, the old Piff Kouyangzhou frowned and looked into the distance.
So strong, the white fox next to Xu Ningyan looked at the white fox carefully for a while, then slowly retracted his gaze and ignored it.
On the other side, after the tyrannical will came, Bai Ji opened her eyes, one of its eyes overflowed with clear light, and the other eye was pure and pure.
"Emperor!"
Bai Ji yelled sweetly.
Then, it spoke again, and the voice became a magnetic voice unique to mature women:
"The surname Xu is not there, little lady, what do you want to report."
Bai Ji’s voice switches seamlessly, turning back to an immature girl’s voice:
"Niang Niang, I am in the Jianzhou Wulin League right now. There has just been a battle for dragon spirit here, involving Buddhism, the witch **** teach rain masters, and the warlocks of Yunzhou."
The mature magnetic woman's voice was silent for a moment, and smiled:
"It seems that the fight was fierce, otherwise you would not take the initiative to find me..."
Bai Ji nodded vigorously and said softly: "Xu Yinluo won, Buddhism suffered a heavy loss this time."
The nine-tailed celestial fox smiled and said: "What is the ending."
Bai Ji said: "King Kong is dead."
After speaking, the nine-tailed celestial fox fell silent and did not speak for a long time. Bai Ji couldn't help but speak:
"Emperor?"
Nine-tailed Tianhu said, "Tell me the details of what happened."
Bai Ji relayed the information she heard from Xu Qi'an to the Niang Niang in a five to ten. It was relatively brief, because Xu Qi'an was very brief, just telling the general story of the battle.
"I can imagine the thrilling and thrilling, the difficulty of the degree will die. Buddhism's current high-grade combat power, only the three bodhisattvas of Jialuoshu, Guangxian and Liuli are left.
"In just over a month, Buddhism has lost more extraordinary masters than in the past five hundred years. It is worthy of being a person who has carried half of the national fortune."
Bai Ji heard the joy contained in the empress’ voice, raised her paw and patted the stone, and said softly:
"It is time to counterattack one hundred thousand mountains and retake the territory of our Ten Thousand Demons Country."
The nine-tailed sky fox sneered:
"The estrus period has not come, and the tone is so big, the newborn fox cub is not afraid of Buddha.
"But you are right, the chance of regaining one hundred thousand mountains is not far away."
After a pause, she did not continue this topic, and said with emotion:
"Unexpectedly, Jianzheng would be willing to bear the backlash of the heavens for him. I have some doubts about Jianzheng's purpose."
From Bai Ji's feedback, she didn't see any sign that Xu Qi'an suffered a backlash.
Bai Ji tilted her head: "Heaven's backlash?"
"The "blessing" magical power of the Witch God Sect can summon the heroic spirits of the ancestors and the heroic spirits entangled with their own cause and effect. Generally speaking, only the heroic spirits of the same realm can be summoned. No matter how high they are, they must rely on external forces.
"In the battle of Wei Yuan's attack on Jingshan City, he used the Confucianist carving knife and the sub-sage Confucian crown to summon the heroic spirit of Confucianism. He must pay for this.
"The price here is not just him as the carrier, the physical body will be destroyed by the power of the higher person, and the backlash of the heavens, because this practice violates the rules.
"Whether Wei Yuan succeeds in sealing the witch god, he will definitely die."
Bai Ji was suddenly surprised:
"Na Xu Yin Gong"
Nine-tailed fox smiled and said: "The Emperor Gaozu is not a sage of Confucianism, the backlash is not that big. As a first-rank warlock, the supervisor can carry it down, if it is the third-rank Xu Qi'an"
Even if he is lucky and can save his life, he will pay an unbearable heavy price.
"Will the relief that bears the vajra image will be countered by the heavens." Bai Ji thought of the same "opening" relief vajra.
"This does not belong to the summoning of the heroic spirits, and will not be backlashed by the heavens. It is just that as a third-rank King Kong, he will bear the blessing of the first-rank law, and he will pay an unimaginable price afterwards. Killing a thousand enemies will hurt 800.
"In addition, the reason why he can bear the blood of the Kaluoshu Bodhisattva is because he is also a vajra. It is impossible to manifest the vajra image when replaced by an Arhat.
"Well, you call me again at night, I have something to tell him."
Bai Ji nodded obediently.
After talking about the business, it asked softly: "Manny, have you found a clan overseas."
Nine-tailed Tianhu shook his head:
"Overseas are vast and boundless, trying to find the same race is like looking for a needle in a haystack. However, I met a descendant of a **** and demon and learned an interesting thing from it."
Bai Ji asked with interest: "The descendants of gods and demons?"
"This is the one who appeared in Baidi City, Yunzhou. He told me some secrets about the age of gods and demons, and implicitly hinted at the real reason why the descendants of gods and demons fled the mainland of Kyushu."
Without waiting for Bai Ji to ask, she smiled and said:
"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. Your current cultivation level is not enough to pay the price of knowing the answer.
"Okay, take me to see him."
Wen Chengbi returned to the chamber, pushed the door and entered. Cao Qingyang and others immediately stopped talking and turned to look at him.
"What did the ancestor say?"
Cao Qingyang gazes on the face of the deputy leader and smiles:
"It seems that the ancestor's reply is in your mind."
Fu Jingmen and others suddenly turned their lips. Wen Chengbi advocated building the headquarters on the mountain. Building a city on a flat ground and building a headquarters in the mountains are not the same thing.
Wen Chengbi smiled and said:
"The ancestors said that the chaos is coming, the headquarters must be built on the mountain and occupy the land."
Qiao Weng of Jianzhou Chamber of Commerce pinched his eyebrows and smiled bitterly:
"The ancestors were not in the house, I don't know that vegetables, rice, oil and salt are expensive. Don't ask for anything, please tighten your belt and live your life."
A group of four-class sect masters frowned.
It's not that they are unwilling to pay, but the gangs must not collect taxes like the government. They have their own businesses.
Because of the natural disasters, the industry operated by the martial arts has been severely hit, and the business is very sluggish, but the group of people who rely on the gang to live their lives should still be supported, and in addition, they must cooperate with the government to provide disaster relief.
Financial pressure is huge.
Now I have to bear the construction cost of the headquarters, I can imagine how sad the days will be.
At this time, the moral bottom line is too high and it becomes a burden.
If it is an ordinary Jianghu school, who cares about the life and death of ordinary people, that is something that the government will worry about.
Wen Chengbi raised his mouth when he saw everyone's face collapsed:
"Don't worry, everyone, the most difficult thing is manpower and money to build the headquarters. As long as we solve these two problems, then it will be fine."
Fu Jingmen squinted and sneered:
"But we just can't solve the problem of silver, you change it for Laozi?"
Everyone looked at the deputy leader blankly.
Wen Chengbi does not panic and talks freely:
"All our gangs and factions must contribute money and food to cooperate with the government in providing disaster relief.
"In this case, we will simply gather the victims and let them build a headquarters for everyone, and use labor in exchange for relief. This will solve the manpower problem, and we will not need additional money for the repair.
"This is called, um, food for work."
There was a moment of silence in the chamber, and the host of the gang was stunned for a long time, and then the discussion suddenly opened.
"It seems to be okay, so there is no need to pay extra money. Anyway, the money for disaster relief must be paid out."
"Yes, yes, so many victims, don't use it for nothing. You don't need to pay extra money, just take care of it."
"Relief for work is what the ancestors came up with?"
The reason is actually very simple, it just works.
The reason they didn't expect it was not because they were stupid, but because their thinking was restricted. In this era, when the imperial court wants to build infrastructure, the people are obliged to work for free.
This is called servicing.
In other words, it is the responsibility of the common people that no money is needed for infrastructure construction.
Who would take the initiative to pay if you can prostitute for nothing?
It's not that I don't think of the idea of food for work, but that I don't need it.
As for why no one came up with a similar method during the disaster, it was also limited by the times.
The reason is very simple. The imperial court is not an infrastructure madman, and it is unlikely to repair city walls or roads for decades.
Since there is no need, there is no background of food-for-work.
But right now, this idea perfectly solves the dilemma facing the Wulin League.
Suddenly it turned around.
"It is worthy of being an ancestor. To live a long time is to be wise and smarter than us."
"The ancestors are people who have experienced troubled times and have great wisdom."
Qiao Weng, Yang Cuixue and others are not stingy with praise, their faces are full of joy, a headache that is easily solved by the ancestors.
Wen Chengbi was stunned and waved his hands again and again:
"This is not the idea of the ancestors"
Everyone looked at him suspiciously: "You?"
Wen Chengbi still shook his head:
"It's not me."
Xiao Yuenu's eyes lit up suddenly.
Sure enough, I listened to Wen Chengbi:
"It was Xu Yinluo's idea. He happened to have a conversation with his ancestors and gave me an idea casually.
"Tsk tsk, you deserve to be Xu Yinluo, who is proficient in art of war, poetry, and martial arts, has a talent for ruling the country."
Xu Yinluo, everyone looked at each other, with a feeling of "It turned out to be him, then I'm not surprised".
"If I knew it a long time ago, I would have spent my brain. Just ask Xu Yinluo how good it is."
Fu Jingmen slapped the table with emotion.
With such a **** and man, they turned a blind eye to it and argued here for so long.
Yang Cuixue said with emotion:
"There is indeed a talent for ruling the country. Xu Yinluo is Wei Yuan's disciple. Blue is better than blue."
In the chamber, the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed and cheerful.
Following the same door of Wanhualou, Rongrong is responsible for making medicine and commanding soldiers to clean up the ruined walls and restore order to the military town as soon as possible.
"Master, why are you unhappy?"
Rong Rong turned her head and looked at the beautiful woman who was choosing medicinal materials.
Wulin League suffered this catastrophe, it is sad, but the enemy was successfully repelled, Xu Yinluo shined, the members of the Wulin League were fortunate to witness this shocking battle, except for a few who lost their relatives and friends. Most people are still excited.
Especially the disciples of their affiliated forces, the mentality is relatively more relaxed.
After all, the headquarters is not its own gate.
The Kemei woman has been frowning since the battle, obviously something is on her mind.
"It's okay to be a teacher, don't talk too much here and do your job."
The beautiful woman frowned and taught.
Rong Rong curled her lips, helping to choose the medicinal materials, while muttering:
"I went around and didn't see Xu Yinluo. He may not live in this area."
The beautiful woman furrows her brows tighter, and she speaks earnestly:
"Rongrong, don't hold the illusion that you shouldn't have. There are more girls who like Xu Yinluo than the crucian carp, but you can't control such a man.
"Will you be a slave or a concubine?"
Speaking of this, the beautiful woman looked sad.
Rong Rong was taken aback when she saw this, her face turned pale:
"Master, I am not sad at all. What are you sad about? Could it be that you also like Xu Yinluo? He can be your son."
The beautiful woman was furious and was about to speak. Suddenly, she saw the sword light above her head, and several shadows flew with swords, and fell towards the military town somewhere.
The beautiful woman stared at the sky blankly with a complicated expression.
A courtyard south of the military town.
Chu Yuanzhen, Li Miaozhen and Li Lingsu pressed down the flying swords and fluttered down in the courtyard.
In the yard, the pony is tied up, and there is a plain woman sitting with a washing machine.
Slanting them lightly, turned to shout at the house:
"The surname is Xu, your friend is coming to you."
Li Miaozhen, who said what this woman said, was upset.
The princess? Chu Yuanzhen repeatedly tapped on the mediocre woman, somewhat uncertain about her identity.
He knows that the legendary Princess Zhenbei has followed Xu Qi'an to the world.
But the plain face in front of him makes it difficult for him to connect with the first beauty of Dafeng.
Xu Qi'an, who was changing the sheets in the house, heard the sound, smiling as before:
"Is it all done?"
He stared at Dongfang Wanqing.
Li Lingsu "coughed" and said:
"Brother Xu, Sister Qing has no intention of being an enemy of you, but each is his own master"
Xu Qi'an waved his hand: "For your help, I won't embarrass her anymore."
Dongfang Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief~IndoMTL.com~His main enemies are Buddhism and Xu Pingfeng. In this journey, although the Eastern sisters are also enemies, they do not have many intersections.
Compared with her sister Dongfang Wanrong, Dongfang Wanqing's presence is extremely low.
Xu Qi'an doesn't have much hatred for her, in fact, she is not good enough to be eye-catching.
Li Lingsu stood with his hands in his hand, with extraordinary air, and smiled:
"Sister Qing, I said, you have to believe me, I still have a bit of thin face."
Xu Qi'an glanced at him, turned his head expressionlessly, and shouted into the room:
"Myolie Chai, come out."
Li Lingsu's expression froze instantly!
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