Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 329: Stab it with a sword

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The demon land and the Buddha land, in fact, apart from the six thousand years of war, there is no other festival.

It's just a feast of that battle, it's really not small.

There were three big monsters who died in the hands of Buddhist saints, and one quasi-great monster was taken under the command of a Buddhist saint. During the war, I don’t know how many monster monks were wounded and killed. .

This matter has always been regarded as a shameful shame to the evil land.

Before the armistice at the time, Yaotu gave the condition that the Buddhist sage should return the quasi-great demon, but in fact the quasi-great demon did not want to return to the evil land or fight between the two clans. It was created in Lingshan.

Nowadays, there are still stone statues on the sacred mountain of Buddhism.

However, after the first battle of six thousand years, the demon land and the demon emperor fell, the mountains and rivers and the sword immortal withered, after the war stopped, no one was willing to start a second wave of battles, otherwise, according to the past demon land, how could it be possible? Let Lingshan do such a thing to humiliate the evil land.

The Feng Lu comes from the Demon Land and has an extraordinary family background. Although the bloodline is not as good as the alien beasts left over from ancient times, after all, there is a great demon in the family who is in charge. He knows many things, and he was bald to the Buddha Land. The donkey has no liking, and now I heard that the bald donkey insisted on asking him to convert to Buddhism. How could this make him not think about the past six thousand years ago?

This means that he has not been able to recover his human form now, and there is no remaining cultivation base. If he has completely absorbed the power of the holy pill, he may have already shot now, regardless of whether he wins the fight or not, he will fight first. Say it again.

Guanxi frowned and glanced at the **** donkey that uttered wild words. If he was around, he might have a lion mark on the spot and killed it on the spot.

Only at this moment, there is still Li Fuyao on the boat, the swordsman with a high level of realm, so that Guanxi dare not act rashly.

Buddha practice in Buddhism has its own Zen. Chanzi read thousands of books, and the path he walked is said to be the most suitable path for the avenue in six thousand years. It is regarded by a group of eminent monks and great abilities as a certainty. The distant future is far ahead of the predecessors. Guanxi and Zenzi are disciples of the same generation, and even the dharma name is only one word behind.

But the two had a great difference. Since the day of birth, the sage had personally touched the top of the Zen child. Since then, he has been living in Lingshan, meditating and reading Buddhist scriptures.

Whenever there is a question, there must be a Lingshan monk to answer, and there is no detour on the path of spiritual practice.

The two Buddhist saints personally teach Zen from time to time.

How not to be envied by such treatment.

Looking at Guanxi, starting from a small temple and walking to Lingshan step by step, I don’t know how much suffering it has endured. It wasn’t until I worshipped Lingshan and was given the title of Guanxi, that I realized that it was time to revolve. , But in Lingshan, he still felt that the gap was too big compared with Chanzi.

This kind of gap, he thinks, is not because of his inferior aptitude, but because of the partiality of the teachers.

All four are empty, and everything is one...

All are deceptive.

The reason that Guanxi left Buddhism this time was because before Zenzi left, there was a debate on Lingshan. The two sides of the debate were Zenzi and Guanxi.

The winner must represent the Buddha's Land to explore the saint's ruins in the mountains and rivers.

This is a big event, and naturally everyone attaches great importance to it.

Zhanzi read through thousands of books, and naturally knows a lot. This debate won by no surprise. Although Guanxi was defeated, he was dissatisfied. After Chanzi left Lingshan and went to the mountains and rivers, Chanzi asked about reason in Lingshan. Naturally, the two Buddhist saints did not come forward, but the abbot of Lingshan said that he wanted Guanxi to travel around the world.

It is said to be traveling, but it is actually no different from exile.

Guanxi furiously left Buddhism and Beihai was the first stop.

As for why it appeared on the sea, the reason is not enough for outsiders.

Guanxi looked at the Feng Lu with plain eyes.

Fun Lu is really good at it, "You bald donkey, who allowed you to get on the boat?"

The head of a huge donkey looks very domineering.

Guanxi looked at the wind, and suddenly asked: "Why haven't you transformed?"

Being able to speak, it was originally an ability that only after transformation, Feng Lu is like this, and it is not like the kind of monster that has only learned one or two days, unable to transform, except for the serious injury, he is the only one. I can explain it deliberately.

Feng Lu snorted coldly, seemingly disdainful: "What's up with you, bald donkey!"

Guanxi smiled, but his face was indifferent, "If you weren't here, you would have already died."

When these words were said, the murderous opportunity was looming.

The Feng Lu felt a little cold.

Guanxi has never been a kind-eyed mountain monk.

There are so many monks to be good people, in his opinion, it is enough.

It's okay for him to be a wicked person by himself.

It's just that the killing intent quickly dissipated on the bow.

Li Fuyao in a blue shirt appeared not far away. At this moment, the sword nineteenth was hanging from his waist.

He didn't go to see Guanxi, Feng Lu ran all the way to Li Fuyao with a sense of interest, and asked indifferently, "Why did you let him come up? It's not a good thing at first sight?"

Li Fuyao said simply, "I received the money."

For a demon pill of good rank, it is not a disadvantage to let a monk get on the boat for a while.

Fun Lu glared at Li Fuyao and scolded angrily: "Why are you such a wealthy kid?"

Li Fuyao was startled and then lowered his head, looked at the Feng Lu, smiled and said: "Or else you recover your human form, let's see if we can kill him? Anyway, his robe is a good thing."

When I said these words, the voice was not small. Li Fuyao didn't worry about being heard by Guanxi at all. It was a joke at first. If Guanxi takes it seriously, he will fight again if it is a big deal.

Guanxi has no expression on his face and said nothing.

Fun Lu wanted to lift his hoof and step on Li Fuyao's foot, but Li Fuyao just turned his head and smiled: "I'm hungry."

Fun Lu stepped on the air, and Li Fuyao had turned around and went to the stove on the ship.

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Li Fuyao has not eaten anything on the boat, but there are many ordinary people on the boat. Every meal is indispensable. Now it is the scene of lunch again. So when Li Fuyao came to the stove, he took a few big irons. The pot was still steaming, and two food wives were busy in front of the pot.

No one noticed Li Fuyao walking into the stove with a sword hanging.

Li Fuyao went to a small wooden table and sat down, and said softly: "Cook a bowl of noodles."

The two food wives turned their heads in a panic. After seeing Li Fuyao's face clearly, they were a little bit horrified. Li Fuyao was very simple. Many people have never seen Li Fuyao's face, but others on the boat have seen it.

This is the only raw face, who else can he be if he isn't the owner.

The first time I see the owner, I may be nervous, but I should not feel scared.

Li Fuyao repeated: "Boil a bowl of noodles."

The voice is a little louder this time.

One of the food wives reacted and pulled the sleeve of the other food wives.

The two talents began to prepare.

Li Fuyao thought for a while, then said: "Cook two bowls."

One bowl of noodles is for one person, and two bowls of noodles need two people to eat.

Li Fuyao has only one person, so he has to find another person.

Under Li Fuyao's motion, the old steward came here soon.

Li Fuyao raised his head and glanced at the old steward, and said bluntly: "I found something on the boat. It shouldn't be used to target me. That's another person. Young Master Zhu is a good person. Why are you trying to harm him? ?"

The old manager's face turned pale and his eyes flustered, thinking that those things were so clean by himself, why did he show his feet again?

He didn't go to see the two food wives, they had already knelt down.

Everyone on the ship knows that this new owner is a **** on the mountain, a person with great supernatural powers, and doesn't care about the lives of mortals like them.

Li Fuyao sighed, "I saved your life before."

He suddenly remembered the handymen on the previous boat.

This is the mountain and the mountain?

Li Fuyao was a little disappointed, but he didn't really lose hope for the foot of the mountain. He looked at the old steward and whispered: "Let’s talk about it."

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In the early morning of Ganhe Mountain, some sunlight shone on the buildings on the mountain in the early morning. Yufu sat in front of the window in the bamboo building, thinking that if the son was still there, he would definitely admire the wonderful scenery.

Many of the disciples on the mountain have already gone down the mountain. According to the command of the head, it should have to travel the world for ten years before returning to Xiaoyi Tower. The reason given is that sword training cannot be confined to one place. Comprehend all kinds of red dust.

Some disciples who knew about the monks on the mountain before were puzzled. Shouldn’t they have to concentrate on their cultivation? Why go down the mountain?

Ye Zhou gave the answer, saying that this was to train Jianxin.

But soon someone asked, why is the head of the retreat all day long?

Ye Zhou will answer again, how can you understand that the leader has a high realm.

At this time, no one asked any more questions.

The disciples on the mountain walk down the mountain more, and the mountain is really less angry.

Ye Zhou also went down three days ago, and Liu Ning assumed the responsibility of the head, but he was not the head.

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Chao Fengchen went down the mountain at dusk, followed by a withered old man. The old man's original saber did not want to follow him anymore, so naturally he could only find another sword in the hidden sword building.

Hang it around the waist.

Zhao Fengchen walked in front in a white robe, with a sense of being out of dust.

The withered old man couldn't help but ask: "Why do you have to pick such a time to go down the mountain, do you have a quirk?"

Chao Fengchen didn't turn his head, just smiled: "The scenery at dusk is quite good. Isn't it a blessing to drive in such a beautiful scenery?"

The withered old man couldn't help but slander. You used to retreat in all sorts of ways. You have never seen the scenery before, but now you are very much like those literati.

Zhao Fengchen seems to know what the withered old man is thinking, he chuckled and said, "I paint with a sword, which is also called romantic."

The withered old man looked weird and felt that Chao Fengchen had more words today.

"I always feel that I am someone's shadow. Before, I felt that I had accepted it, but now that I am still unaccustomed to it, how can I convince myself that I am not that person's shadow? "

This is asking a question. Naturally, it was the withered old man who asked, but he didn't mention Chao Qingqiu's name, otherwise the withered old man would be overly surprised, which would lead to a more troublesome result.

The old man withered has always guessed that he was the reincarnation of a certain kendo senior. Hearing Zhao Fengchen's words, in addition to being more determined, he still said very seriously: "Since it is a fresh start, it is naturally two people. If the shadow is not a shadow, you don’t need to care about it. Everyone practicing swordsmanship in this world, is it possible to say who is whose shadow?"

The withered old man thought a little shallowly. He didn't know what the problem Chao Fengchen was facing was.

Mao Fengchen walked along the mountain road for a long time, decided not to delve into this issue, just asked: "How can I kill people when the time comes?"

The withered old man frowned and said: "If it seems too violent to kill one pass, then kill the master alone, will it be a little lighter?"

Chao Fengchen shook his head, "Killing him in front of everyone is naturally the best, but I'm not sure if this is the best choice."

Previously, Zhao Fengchen told the withered old man that they need to kill and identify themselves, so as to use their sight of the door, but afterwards, the two of them may be targeted, and I don’t know who will be chasing. They run.

Chao Fengchen said: "In ten years, I will set foot in the Spring and Autumn Period."

This sentence is very indifferent, but the withered old man feels normal. When I first saw him, he was still a monk in the Qing Dynasty. After two or three years, he has set foot in the morning and evening, and another ten years in the spring and autumn. It's not a shocking thing.

Besides, he said before that he has entered the Spring and Autumn Period with one foot.

It's just that now I'm talking about murder, why did you mention the realm again?

Chao Fengchen was silent for a long time, and said calmly: "I really want to go up Shenxie Mountain once."

The face of the withered old man is complicated, shocked and puzzled, happy and excited.

Shenxieshan is a Taoist saint like that, ordinary monks don't even have the courage to look up. The last time someone rushed through the mountain gate and silenced Shenxieshan, it was still Qingqiu.

The saint sits high in the clouds, and the sword fairy is in the world.

How can a group of monks stop it?

It's just that Chao Qingqiu has already killed the big demon in Beihai, and there is no need to do anything to prove his power. As long as he lives well, he is the last and most powerful support of the swordsman.

He looked at the distant scenery and said calmly: "I have been in Jianshan for ten years."

The withered old man is a little puzzled, whether you have been in Jianshan for ten years, or your last life?

But in any case, Chao Fengchen had something to do with Jianshan in his eyes.

The withered old man thinks that Chao Fengchen is actually a good person these days, and he finds that being around him is beneficial to his kendo. I am afraid that he will not stop in his life.

The Spring and Autumn Period, which was originally not expected, seems to have hope.

The old man reminded: "Liang Yi is the master of the three religions."

The first person naturally wiped out all the ocean.

In the Spring and Autumn Realm, the swordsman naturally has the ability to fight and climb upstairs, but in fact there is not much chance of winning, not to mention the watcher facing him.

The watcher has occasionally shot in these years. Which time is it not to let the mountains and rivers look at me?

We waved to Fengchen, "Forget it."

It seems a little lonely.

The withered old man was also a little uncomfortable, and softly comforted: "When you arrive at the building, it is never too late to go again. It is not difficult for you to become a climber."

Zhao Fengchen smiled, took off the saber around his waist, and threw it casually. The sword hung in the air and walked towards Fengchen imperial sword.

The withered old man laughed, and then walked away with his sword.

Two white rainbows crossed the sky.

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Wanshou Temple is a small Taoist temple in Liangxi. It has not been set up in the mountains, but is located in the capital of a small country.

The small country is called Yongning country.

Yongning country is not small, very close to the territory of Liangxi. It is said that the founding emperor was lucky enough to find a rare treasure. After sending it to Chaoge City, the Emperor Liangxi was very happy and drew a territory for He, let him stand on his own.

In fact, there are too many refugees in that area, and it is not easy for Liangxi to manage it.

Not many people believe that a person can truly become the king of a country by relying on the imperial decree of Emperor Liangxi.

There are many people in Chaoge City watching jokes.

But in the end, I don’t know why, the founding emperor of Yongning Kingdom really suppressed the refugees and finally established the country.

Yong Ningguo has thus become a vassal of Liang Xi.

There are a lot of things that you should get in Chaoge City every year.

Later, after the Yongning State had established a Wanshou Temple, those people in Chaoge City understood that it turned out that Yongning relied on monks on the mountain for the founding of the country.

The Wanshou Temple was established at the same time as the founding of Yongning. It can be said to be the same age as the country.

The capital of Yongning State is called Yongning City. The palace in Yongning City is beside the Wanshou Temple. It is just a symbolic mansion, much smaller than the Wanshou Temple.

Because of the proximity to the Wanshou Temple, the emperor and concubines did not dare to make too much noise on weekdays, for fear of disturbing the Taoists in Wanshou Temple.

And every evening, the emperor will go to the Wanshou Temple to bow down.

In a deep palace courtyard, there is a cypress tree.

Very tall.

The trunk is large enough to hide the figures of two people.

Under the cypress tree, there was a disheveled woman in palace dress leaning on the trunk. Her white face was full of spring colors. Just by looking at her clothes and dress, we should know that this should be the concubine in the palace.

It's just a concubine or a concubine, not really.

In the shadow of the big tree, there is also a young Taoist man with a delicate face and a green robe.

One of his hands is kneading somewhere.

The woman gritted her teeth and kept herself silent.

Endlessly charming.

The woman suddenly exclaimed.

The young Taoist hurriedly straightened up, lowered his voice and asked, "Someone is coming?"

The woman in the palace costume did not speak because she was so shocked.

On the courtyard wall not far from them, there were two people standing, one dressed in white and the other with gray hair.

Both have swords at their waists.

Looking at this **** picture, the man in the white robe was expressionless, but the old man behind him had a little smile in his eyes.

A wonderful thing in the world.

The white-robed man landed and took a look at the young Taoist priest in the blue robes.

The withered old man knew, and asked, "Where is Taixuan?"

The Master Taixuan of Wanshou Temple is the national teacher of Yongning Kingdom.

There are countless people who know his road number.

There are not many people who dare to call his road number directly.

At least in Yongning Country, not yet.

The young Taoist dare not speak up, after all, what he is doing is not glorious.

He asked in a low voice: "Who are you?!"

The white-robed man seemed to be a little disappointed, turned around and said, "Kill it."

Fornicating the emperor's concubine is naturally not a good person.

Such a person should die sooner.

The withered old man nodded without saying much.