Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 703: The world is different, the scenery is good

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The heavy rain in Juyu City has not yet fallen to the world, but a young swordsman has already arrived at the city gate, with a sword hanging from his waist, and after staying at the city gate for a while, he flashes to a tea shed. Here, I asked for a bowl of tea, and started drinking it by myself.

The young man came all the way, looking a little tired, but his eyes were still full of energy. After he sat for a while, another person came from a distance, also with a sword hanging from his waist, but compared to his age. This young man is much bigger.

The young man stood up and bowed to the man with a fist. After the man returned the bow, he didn't talk nonsense, and he said: "Mr. Chao has already killed the Yunhuguan Fuyun real person. At this moment, he is heading to the north gate and said yes. This city gate must be guarded for three hours. I have lived for hundreds of years. It is not long or short. Even if you die here today, it is not a big event, but you are still young, great. How come the future?"

The young man is no one else. It is Jianshan Yanle. This is regarded as the most amazing young swordsman in the world except Wu Shanhe and Li Fuyao. This trip to Buddhism is really unexpected.

Yanle just smiled when he heard this, and said casually: "If the head teacher is not going to sit in Jianshan, I am afraid that he will also come in person. This time is a major event, Mr. Chao is leading In fact, the master teacher is also very relieved, even if it is not done in the end, it is not an unacceptable result, as long as you can go back safely."

The old swordsman laughed loudly, "I didn’t even think about going back when I came. The head teacher is so old that he has already reached the Spring and Autumn Period. It won’t be long before he can be in the realm of climbing stairs. Sword Mountain is in the hands of the head teacher. In fact, we I am very relieved. This time Mr. Chao is invited to do something, we will naturally come."

Yanle smiled, did not say much, just remembered that on the mountain of swords at this moment, even if Wu Shanhe has broken through to become a swordsman in the Spring and Autumn Period, but in fact, some people are not convinced, they are more about the swordsman on the mountain. For trust, especially Zhao Fengchen who had a brilliant record in White Fish Town that year.

It is not a day's work for Wu Shanhe to truly worship Jianshan up and down. At least it will take a long way to go.

The old swordsman was sitting in jeopardy, not knowing what he was thinking of. Anyway, his eyes kept looking somewhere. After half an hour, he came back to his senses and said: "Here."

After a quarter of an hour, there really were two people at the city gate, the two Spring and Autumn monks, both dressed as scholars. They looked like they should be monks under Confucianism. As for whether or not they should be, they actually have to talk about it. .

Yanle stood up, his sword spirit had already reached the peak, but in fact it was the old swordsman who took the lead.

Leave an old man on the street.

Yan Le raised his eyes to look at the gate of the city. This was silently imposing. With a sword swung out, the street was cut into a long ravine by him. After a while, no matter who looked at it, he would feel terrifying.

Yanle raised his sword and joined the battlefield without saying a word from beginning to end.

This is just one battlefield.

At this moment, Xu Li opened the door of a small courtyard.

There are flowers, trees, and some people in the small courtyard. Xu Li stood under the eaves behind the door, looking at the scholar standing with his hands.

The two faced each other without words.

After a brief silence, the scholar said with emotion: "This place has been planned by Taoism and Confucianism for a hundred years. You have to enter the game like this. It's really funny. This kind of behavior is not a thief or something. ?"

Xu Li is a rough man. In this life, apart from practicing swordsmanship, he has never read books or studied anything else. So for this scholar, he just doesn't care at all, and the sword is slowly pushed out from his waist. .

Chao Fengchen asked him to come here to kill, then kill, it should be right.

The official Xu didn't know what he thought of, before he took out the sword, he suddenly grinned, "Your reasoning is really sour, and it's sour."

As for what the scholar said, there is actually no reason at all. Although academies and Taoist schools have their own requirements, in the end they all have a higher right to speak in the mountains and rivers. If you want to have such a right to speak, naturally you have to Suppressing the line of swordsmen, in this case, it doesn't make sense.

Furthermore, the monks on the mountain are not human beings, and few make sense. At this time, even more so, no one wants to make sense.

So when Xu Li's sword was unsheathed, the scholar understood that Jian Guang was born in the small courtyard. After a while, the small courtyard collapsed, and countless smoke and dust were born. Xu Li was calm and serious. When he got up, he hadn't made a sword for a long time. This time, he naturally had to be more serious.

The scholar stood in the smoke and dust, looking here, without saying a word, in fact, even if he wanted to speak, he didn't know what to say.

Xu Li, the great swordsman who climbs the stairs, only recognizes the sword at his waist, nothing else.

This is a battle of life and death.

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The old scholar stood in the yard, looked at the sky, then thought about it, and said: "It's going to rain soon, neither of you will hide."

It's raining, how to hide.

This sentence was for the withered old man and Ye Feixian. Ye Feixian ignored him, but the withered old man glanced at the sky.

Mr. Sanqiu returned to the old Confucian from under the eaves and sat down and said: "Old gentleman, I have a question, can the old gentleman know the answer?"

The old scholar stroked his beard and said, "But it doesn't hurt to ask."

Mr. Sanqiu asked: "Confucianism and Taoism were arranged here more than a hundred years ago. Although the requirements are temporarily different, the goals are still the same. This one hundred years of layout has taken countless thoughts to achieve today’s situation. , But why did the swordsman come in when he said he came in?"

The old scholar did not rush to answer, and asked, "Do you know who is the best player in this world?"

Mr. Sanqiu was startled, then he thought of a person's name and whispered: "Yanling national player, Gu Shiyan."

The old Confucian shook his head and said: "Their chessboard is just black and white. It is a game of gain or loss to win, but those who really know how to play chess use the world as the chessboard, and the player is competing in the world. ."

"It was an unprecedented chess game. The chess game was naturally set against Qingqiu. This person is sitting on one side. No matter who is on the opposite side, who wants to sit down, he is destined to fight with him."

The old scholar smiled and said: "At this moment, who do you think is qualified to be the opposite of Chao Qingqiu?"

Such words are actually shocking. Mr. Sanqiu said in amazement: "Could it be Ye Sheng and Master Zhou?!"

"Small."

The old Confucian sneered: "Chao Qingqiu's big chess game is naturally facing everyone except the swordsman."

Who is Chao Qingqiu? That's the strongest person in the whole world, and his skills are not small.

The old scholar said: "What exactly is this big chess game? It doesn't make sense to tell you now. I only talk about a few things and figure it out for myself. The first thing is Chao Qingqiu's sword in Qingtian City. , And another one is that Zhao Qingqiu is known to the world that he is leaving the world, and the last one is to slay a few seas in Luoyang City."

These three things, no matter what they are, are very powerful, but not many people think that they are just Zhao Qingqiu's moves. The effects achieved by these few moves have already made a lot of people. It's no longer what it used to be.

"Besides, Zhao Qingqiu's son is going to be scattered elsewhere. You said that this is a plan that Confucianism and Taoism started planning more than a hundred years ago. How could it not be that he was more than a hundred years ago. Years ago, I had already lost a son, and I am going to end it today?"

Speaking of this, the old Confucian smashed his mouth, and said with some regret: "If such a person is a Confucian monk or a Taoist monk, I am afraid that the human situation is now more complicated, but he has become a Swordsman, it's a pity that it took so much effort to make the situation the way it is now."

"But even so, it's enough."

Mr. Sanqiu’s face was already pale, and the old Confucian said in a few words, he involved things above the clouds. He was a Chunqiu monk who wanted to manage things above the clouds, but he was powerless, but these words were enough to make People are excited.

The old Confucian sneered: "Although it is said that Chao Qingqiu is behind in this game, there is a secret, but it is useless without the old monk that Lingshan said to help him."

Speaking of this, the old scholar sighed, "However, the old monk said he was helping him, but he was actually helping himself, the Buddhist leader, in charge of Lingshan, and the lantern. , Who wants to really let go?"

Mr. Sanqiu asked with trembling lips: "As the old gentleman saw, after the foundation of Juyu City was broken, what else?"

Confucianism and Daomen have planned for so many years, it must be more than just Juyu City.

The old scholar sneered: "You idiot, as long as Juyu City is exposed, it is equivalent to these nasty things being turned away. No one is a fool. I wonder if there will be other places after this?"

"As long as this is over, the real big things will happen."

The real major events mentioned by the old scholars can't really be anything other than cloud matters.

There is no doubt that there will be saints on the clouds.

Mr. Sanqiu looked pale and stopped talking.

The old scholar picked up the wine bowl that he had drunk clean before, and poured his head up again. After there was really no wine, he smiled and said: "Still Chao Qingqiu, although he left the world, there are still countless If the swordsman line is still unable to get up, it will really waste this guy's painstaking effort."

In the words, the old scholars actually admired Chao Qingqiu, although Chao Qingqiu has left the world, but it is still the case.

The old scholar sighed: "If you are still alive, that is the most interesting thing in the world."

——

The wind in the North Sea is strong, and a young man goes out on a boat with a woman on board.

The boat was bought, and the woman willingly followed him.

Sitting on the deck, the young man in a white robe was still willing to hold a green bamboo fishing rod and looked at the floating head on the sea, but he was completely out of his mind whether it was possible to catch a fish.

The woman was cooking a pot of white porridge in the cabin, and the aroma was overflowing.

It's just that her attention is all on the boy in the white robe.

It may have been holding back for half an hour, but the woman can’t hold it anymore. This is what she said with a smile: "Where do you seem to be fishing?"

The boy in the white robe didn't turn his head, he just came back to his senses, looked at the fishing rod in his hand, and smiled: "It's not difficult to fish, it's difficult to catch a big fish."

This is the North Sea, with the largest fish in the world, Kun.

Many years ago, when he was still an invincible person in this world, he killed a great demon who had made a great sea here, and that great demon was a fish.

The white-robed boy looked at the sea and remembered the old thing back then, then said: "If you were in the North Sea and saw that fish, you would be scared to speak."

The woman smiled gracefully, "I have heard everything, Mr. Chao, you were already invincible in the world at that time, and all the saints came to watch you kill the big demon."

This white robe boy is Chao Qingqiu.

Chao Qingqiu shook his head and said: "Whether they come to force me to kill, I will definitely have a sword that day, but

Who's head that sword fell on, I'm not sure, but in the end it can only fall on Bei Ming. I have killed many seas, but it is only a shame for him. "

Chao Qingqiu is rare.

The woman whispered: "Mr. Chao has always said to be comfortable, is it now considered comfortable?"

Chao Qingqiu shook his head and said, "It’s really difficult to be at ease, at least now. If that little guy can walk faster, other little guys will catch up, and then we will do it again. A big thing, that’s really comfortable."

The woman could hear that the little guy in that language should be Li Fuyao, but she couldn't hear anything else.

She wanted to say something else, but Chao Qingqiu made a gesture to her, then flicked the fishing rod at will, and he pulled a big fish about one person into the boat.

After Da Yu got on the boat, Chao Qingqiu said, "Say something else."

"I used to do something in Buddhism. I originally did it casually. But whoever wants it, it will become a different way as soon as it is fermented. There may be many people who are scolding me now."

Speaking of this, Chao Qingqiu couldn't help laughing.

Many people are scolding him.

That's definitely Zhao Shengzhi and his like.

The woman didn't speak, but her eyes were gentle.

"But the old monk would definitely thank me. If it weren't for me, he, the lord of Spirit Mountain, would have done it well."

Although Chao Qingqiu has become what it is now, in words, this is still a major matter in the world, but it is not the ordinary Canghai monk who can have his structure.

The woman glanced at the big fish, thinking that Chao Qingqiu had recovered many realms just a few steps outside Luoyang City before.

Chao Qingqiu threw the fishing rod on the deck at will, smiled and asked, "Do you want to see that big fish?"

"Huh?" The woman was confused, not knowing what Chao Qingqiu was talking about.

Chao Qingqiu laughed, a sword swept out of the cabin and entered the bottom of the North Sea. After half an hour, a big fish appeared on the sea in the distance.

An ancient book says, "There is a fish in the North Ming, its name is Kun, Kun is so big, I don’t know how many miles it is!"

This is a kun.

The woman opened her mouth wide, and she was speechless. This is a kun. Is it so big?

And Chao Qingqiu's gentle expression for the first time.

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Lingshan is the highest mountain in Buddhism, so you can see it from the top of the mountain. There is a Buddhist scripture building on the top of the mountain, which is similar to the Dengtian building on Shenxie Mountain. Many scriptures.

At this moment, Chanzi is standing upstairs in the Buddhist scriptures building. He is a Buddhist monk, and he can even listen to the saints' lectures. It is actually easy to stand in the Buddhist scriptures building and read the scriptures.

It's just that this time when going upstairs to read is different on weekdays, he comes with someone.

The person is called Hui Chou, the master of this Lingshan, the master of Buddhism, and the deepest person in this world.

Standing behind Hui Chou, Chanzi looked calm, not panicked, nor excited.

Seng Hui Chou opened a scripture casually, and then said: "Guanlou, do you know what is happening under the mountain now?"

Zhanzi folded his hands together, and responded softly, "I don't know about the building."

The monk Hui Chou did not sell Guanzi, and said straightforwardly: "At this moment, there are many people murdering under the mountain, and the sound of killing has already reached my ears."

Zhanzi praised lightly, "Master Buddhism is advanced and profound, I don't know when Guanlou will be here."

Seng Hui Chou smiled and said: "Your aptitude is not much worse than that of the Taoist species. She is now in the Spring and Autumn Period, and you are older than her. Although you are in the Spring and Autumn Period, you should still lose to her. The struggle in this world, if there is a real struggle between you and her, it can only be placed in the ocean."

Chanzi smiled and said nothing. This is true. He wants to compete with Ye Shengge. He really needs to be in the realm of the sea.

Monk Hui Chou continued: "I asked you to go to Wushan to participate in Zen before. After you came back, I never said anything, I never asked, but today I have to ask you, what have you penetrated?"

Zhanzi said calmly: "The disciple is tempted."

Monk Hui Chou asked: "Is it a matter of men and women?"

Zhanzi nodded calmly.

"Who is that woman?"

"Gu Yuan, the seed of Xuegong reading."

Monk Hui Chou turned around and looked at this disciple who was placed high in the hope of the Buddha, and then suddenly smiled, "I think of a story, and I will listen to you."

Zhanzi didn't speak, but just listened quietly.

"Before the Buddha's disciple, Ananda, saw a young **** the road, and she loved to give up. The Buddha asked Ananda: How do you like this woman? Ananda said: I would like to be like a stone bridge and be blown by the wind for five hundred years. Five hundred years of sun, five hundred years of rain, I only asked her to pass on the bridge. Buddha: Ananda, it just passed. At this moment, you have turned into a stone bridge, destined to only stay with the wind and rain. All this You all understand that you are still willing to suffer the suffering of good fortune only for that encounter. Ananda, how much do you like the woman who passed by the bridge and made you abandon your life and suffer the suffering of love?"

Sang Hui Chou said: "Do you know how Ananda does it?"

The question of the Buddha's question to Ananda is recorded in the Buddhist scriptures, but it does not say how the eminent monk Ananda finally responded.

Zhanzi did not answer what Ananda did, but instead said: "Master, if you change to be a disciple, you have to do a stone bridge if you want to come. If there is an afterlife, then see if there is a mistake." /

Monk Hui Chou sighed: "Actually, Ananda is smarter than you. He only accompanied the girl for a lifetime. After the girl died, he returned to Lingshan."