The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 114: 1 port cylinder
The first year of Xiangfu. Early winter.
Nearing Liangzhou City, a delicate girl with thin clothes and a young monk with a shabby robes walked together.
"Stupid north and south, this is almost reaching Liangzhou, why am I getting more and more nervous? It is almost the first time I can peek at the love letter written by the mountain vixen to my father, so nervous!"
"You are so timid about hometown. Anyway, Xu Fengnian's home is half your home."
"A monk intercedes, you are not afraid that the Buddha who lives in the west will sneeze and drown you?"
"Master and his wife, I haven't seen Master afraid of wind, rain and thunder."
"Stupid Nanbei, you said that we didn't have half a coin to buy a beautiful rouge gouache this trip. Would he think that the longer my eighteenth girl, the more ugly?"
"How can I!"
"This is your guarantee. If it's not like that then, I'll beat you up without discussing it."
"Amitabha..."
"Stupid Nanbei, take a question for you, you Buddhists..."
"Stop, stop, Li Zi, your home is my home, what is called'your Buddhism'? I was picked up by the master and brought up the mountain, and the maternal wife helped me shave my hair. The maternal wife said that I was crying. , Look, how old I was then, I already knew that I didn't like being a monk."
"If it's done, you just answer me directly. Why does Buddhism say that there is no place where the mind is prajna, so those bodhisattvas who have great aspirations are considered a kind of obsession? If they are, how can they be expected to become Buddhas? Huh?"
"This...Plum, or wait for me to burn out the relic when I become a Buddha, and then I will answer you?"
"You used to teach the Fa to those big and small bald heads like this? No wonder the old abbot always likes to owe copper money. My mother asked me to remind him. The lecture was a mess."
"..."
"Huh? Stupid Nanbei, why are you crying? You are a little prosperous, OK, the old abbot has become a Buddha, not dead!"
"Cry when you cry, laugh when you laugh, eat when you eat, sleep when you sleep, and recite when you read. When the wooden fish sounds, I am a Buddha. This is what Master taught me."
"Come on, how stupid you are, you can't even fully understand the Dharma, if you even become a Buddha, who will be willing to believe in Buddha in the future!"
"Hey..."
"By the way, stupid Nanbei, when it comes to Muyu, why haven't you seen my dad let you knock?"
"We don't have any at home either."
"That's right, but our petty neighbour, Huineng's big bald head hides a thief and precious wooden fish. I heard my mother said it was carved from the Xishu parasol tree. I knocked it hard and heard it from dozens of miles away. Get it. Are you serious?"
"Of course it's fake. Once my wife wanted to go down the mountain to buy a set of clothes that I had been admiring for a long time. Master Huineng happened to have no money on hand, so she dragged me out to hide from her, and met Abbot Huineng secretly for a drink. Abbot Huineng drank. I was happy when I sat on the ground and held the wooden fish on the ground for most of the night. I stood outside the door and watched the wind. I didn’t think the sound of the wooden fish was so loud. That wooden fish is worth a lot of money. When I saw my mother washing clothes, she said that she leaked her mouth. She said that she must take this wooden fish home in the future and give you a dowry. It’s magnificent!"
"My mother...it’s no wonder that every time my mother saw Huineng's big bald head a few years ago, she asked how old the big bald head was. Alas, fortunately, my mother only wandered around the small town at the foot of the mountain and never walked the rivers and lakes. , Otherwise which young hero is happy to take care of her."
"Anyway, there is a master who is tightly holding her, and she is not willing to go to the rivers and lakes. Besides, the girl always says that the women at the foot of the mountain are either tigresses who cannibalize people without spitting out bones, or vixen with bare skins and no brains. Especially in the city of Tai'an, the streets are full of women who are not ashamed, not ashamed, and not serious, and they have always been Master’s forbidden ground. Where can the Master be assured Master, otherwise Master will not follow this trip to the capital, right?"
"Wu Nanbei! Believe it or not, let me tell my mother to go!?"
"Amitabha...Master, it's no wonder that every time you are reprimanded by your wife, you don't respond, saying too many mistakes, it only adds to the troubles. I understand a little bit."
"Stupid Nanbei, what did you whispered to say?"
On the road, the girl bulged her cheeks and clenched her fists in the shape of a wooden fish as she walked.
"Boom boom boom~ I am a Buddha when the wooden fish sounds, buzz buzz buzz~"
The young monk quietly turned his head and smiled.
This day, the sun is warm.
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As the center of the Northern Mang and Southern Dynasties, Xijing City, whose real name is Jiazicheng, was once just a well-deserved city. With the influx of Beiben scholars, there was gradually a deep and secluded Jiangnan courtyard. There are black tiles and white walls with strong respect for the ancestors of Dunben, there is the private library of the farming family, the sound of unfamiliar reading books, the suave high crown belt, and the beautiful long skirts dragged on the ground. To dazzle the locals with all kinds of food. Jia's son-in-law city is full day by day until it becomes Beimang's companion capital. With continuous expansion, there is a court hall with local Longguan nobles and new foreign nobles each accounting for half of the country. With the three provinces and six tribes system, the talents are abundant and beautiful. .
This city, with the passage of more than 20 years, has grown like a thin girl into a beautiful woman with a plump body.
Then there was a group of people walking slowly on this imperial road, which was slightly deserted than before. The leader was an old woman. The age of the old woman was naturally not comparable to Xinxijing.
The old woman in an old fox fur was followed by an elderly scholar, and further behind, followed by a middle-aged swordsman with a sword and a burly man in his fifties.
The old woman suddenly laughed softly: "I heard that our military **** met the family of three in Huishan, but I couldn't fight."
The old man in Qingshan hummed.
The old woman said with emotion: "Does the fragrance bloom inside the wall? Why do the two people I admire have to go to Liyang? One who dared to single-handedly smashed to the foot of the imperial capital to face me, and that, one person It is a sect. If I remember correctly, this one-person sect would rank higher than Gongzhu Tomb and your Qijian Yuefu, right? If they are willing to stay in Beimang... Forget it, don't talk about it. "
Qijian Yuefu had four masters at its peak. Although Huang Baozhu or Luoyang, the demon of Wuping, had rebelled against Beimang, Hong Jingyan was already the co-master of the Rouran iron cavalry, and his sword spirit was close to that of the bronze man. The ancestor is also one of Beimang's top masters.
Who in the world dares to underestimate the chess and sword Yuefu?
The old man with the appearance of a poor old scholar smiled, "If it weren't for this, wouldn't the rivers and lakes have a lot of fun?"
The old woman turned to look at the middle-aged man with the sword, "Huang Qing, is there any chance of winning against that man?"
Not asking about the odds, but "there is a chance"!
The person being asked nodded.
Although this answer is not surprising, it will not disappoint the old woman.
Huang Qing, whose real name is Sun Shaopu. Chess and sword Yuefu's name is "Jianqi Jin", and he is also the master of Hong Jingyan. Because of the resentment that the Liyang Dynasty ridiculed the Beimang Sword Forest's lack of acceptance, some people even threatened that no one in the entire Beimang River and Lake could talk about kendo.
He changed his name to Huang Qing.
The identity of the old woman who can make Jianqi nearly a obedience is obvious.
This fading female eagle has been flying in the higher sky of all the eagles in the prairie for too long.
A group of four people walked into the Xijing Palace, and then carefully led by the **** in the hands of the eunuch, only Empress Murong and the Peace Order walked into a secluded attic.
In the building, there is a grey-black engraved Chilong tank of unknown material. The tank is only half a person tall, but it is extremely huge, occupying most of the entire attic hall.
Empress Murong put her hands on the rim of the cool, rounded cylinder, squinted her eyes and looked down at the cylinder of clear water.
This big tank is called "Sting Mian". Only after the usurper and proclaimed the emperor to sit on the dragon chair, someone quietly entered the palace to report to her, and a dragon was dormant and slept at the bottom of the tank.
At a glance, I couldn't tell whether there was a dragon or not, but the picture in my sight was awkward enough.
There is no wind or waves, the surface of the water is clearly still, but everything is uneven.
If you carefully identify it, you can vaguely see that there are many small carps of different colors hovering in the water and not swimming in the tank.
Murong Empress raised her head and looked around for a week. Except for the Taiping Order beside her, there are only nine people in the house. Among them are Nanming, who is second only to the national teacher Yuan Qingshan in the moral sect, and Beimang, whose identity is the most secret but the most secret. The first gas trainer who is an expert in the wind to occupy the emperor, and the astrologer Ye Lu Guangzhu, who has been deduced by the ancestors for the Beimang imperial family for generations. These nine real hermits who have lived here for decades, even Huang Songpu, the former Nanyuan King of the Southern Dynasty, have not been able to meet all of them. As for the other Southern Dynasty dignitaries, they don’t have to have extravagant expectations. I am afraid that there is such a one in Xijing City. Strange loft, there is such a big inexplicable big tank, so many strange people and strangers have gathered.
Emperor Murong asked softly: "Where is Zhao Dun, the emperor of Liyang, who said he was in a state of illness and will not meet for the time being?"
The real Nanming, with his head full of cranes and hair, but his face as tender as a child, carried a slender purple bamboo pole, walked to the side of Empress Murong, and stretched out the long pole. Lightly drew a small circle. The hundred-year-old Taoist Sect old **** even has a voice like a child, and said crisply: "Inferred from the position, Zhao Dun is indeed like the spider web spy. He has secretly patrolled the two Liao provinces."
Empress Murong tapped the edge of the cylinder lightly with her finger, and sneered: "I know the age of my destiny, and I will die before such an old woman. It's really pitiful."
The surroundings are silent, no one dared to answer.
She asked again: "Except for the little thing symbolizing Chen Zhibao that suddenly gave birth to dragon claws, what else is worth mentioning?"
Real man Nanming used a purple bamboo pole to point a spot a bit souther than before, "Zhang Julu's tail, which fell four feet in the tank, is about to sink to the bottom."
The old woman laughed, "What a Liyang dynasty committed suicide."
At this moment, the location pointed by the bamboo pole in the hands of the old real man, should not be accidental, it should be Tai'an City.
The new Sovereign of the Taoist School after the Qilin real person ascended without expression, moved the bamboo pole, and clicked in the northwest. "Xu Fengnian is still staying in the Huaiyangguan area."
Suddenly, a small black carp less than two inches long suddenly jumped out of the water, and then instead of falling back to its original position, it shifted slightly to the west.
Murong Empress frowned and said: "This is?"
Mr. Nanming still said in his childish voice, "It's Xu Longxiang. Some warriors who have never entered the realm of celestial phenomena but are in luck, unless the leakage of Qi is too severe, even if they occupy a place in the tank. , Their location will also be blurred. Those who are good at aspiration training, even more so. But once the secret is leaked, it will be difficult to escape the law to recover. As for those who are close to the land gods, their natal fish will even be able to Disturb the water in the tank."
"For example?"
"The head of Wudang, Li Yufu, who had previously caused a tremor in the heavens, which caused the tank to overflow."
"Are there any more?"
"Yes. Huang Longshi, Tantai is calm, and Xie Feiyu. The three people who were originally the most obscure clues have gradually shown signs."
"Then Cao Changqing?"
"Since I became a Confucian saint, I naturally jumped out of the tank."
After asking and answering here, Empress Murong thought for a moment and said to herself: "Could it be that the main force of Liu Gui's army has already met with the Dragon Elephant Army?"
Mr. Nanming hesitated for a moment~IndoMTL.com~ shook his head and said, "No. It should be Xu Longxiang who went to the west of Qingcang City and met the Qiang Rider."
The old woman's face was gloomy, but she quickly relaxed, "Anyway, you have two sons."
Taiping Ling guessed what Empress Murong was thinking, and said calmly: "Since the flaws are exposed, then Huang Qing and the bronze man can be allowed to assassinate Xu Longxiang. Such an opportunity will be difficult to have in the future."
The old woman pressed her thumb on the edge of the tank slightly and asked: "Can you catch up?"
The old Confucian student who was the Emperor Beimang said with a smile: "Try to let them rush over there, and then it will depend on the luck of both parties."
The old woman smiled and said, "Then try it."
This Taipingling didn't hesitate to turn around and walked out of the house, and went to talk to Jian Qi near Huang Qingmian.
The old woman asked and replied: "If it succeeds, can there be a battle in Liuzhou after so many rounds of intrigue between the two sides?"
"Nothing!"