Begin immortality by slaying demons - Chapter 700
Dannanzhou, Jinguangfu City.
On the bustling long street, the bodhi teachings, who are wearing a broken cloth shirt and exposing a thin arms, no longer need to be begging the emperor who had been from house to house.
In the jurisdiction of the gods, monks and mortals have always lived peacefully.
But now, without the initiative of this group of monks, the people spontaneously carried them to a high position, and even many wealthy businessmen intend to pay for them together to discuss with the government. The Bodhisattva built a magnificent temple to express her gratitude to the old monk.
The most simple emotions are that the government is not good at pressure.
“…”
Wushan raised his hand to stop the followers of many officials. He walked outside the gate alone and looked up at the towering blood skeleton in front of him.
He was silent for a long time, and his eyes looked at the broken face of the old monk.
If it is a big product Luohan, even this injury cannot be repaired, then the bodhisattva teachings should have died.
“How long do you plan to sit here?”
Wushan was unwilling to accompany the other party to act, and asked simply.
The old monk still sat on his knees, his eyes closed tightly, and the white bone palms were spread. Only the statue of the thousand -armed bodhisattva was shining.
Under his body, another young monk took a single houton, walked out slowly, and raised his right palm to give Wushan a gift: “The little monk wishes, and the official, meet again.”
After the ceremony, the wisdom and the monk slowly raised their heads, and a stained face, with a seemingly mild smile, but in fact, the eyes were sarcastic.
Outside the Town Demon Tower last time, it was this person who stopped their masters and apprentices.
How prestigious the other party was at the time, where was it as soft as it is now.
However, Wushan did not ignore this young monk, and a five -product Luohan can be suppressed. How can there be a qualification to talk about things in front of a Taiyi Zhenxian.
He stared calmly at the old monk and asked again: “When will you sit?”
Hui Xin was faced, his eyelids beating a few times, and his expression was upset.
He put down his erected palms and was about to mockery a few words, but he heard the sound of the bone friction that was clicked by behind him. Looking back, he saw the old monk sitting slightly straight, and finally opened his eyes.
His voice was rough, but it made people feel a touch of warmth: “Sitting to the monster no longer criminal, sitting until Cangsheng is no longer frightened.”
To say, the old monk’s bloody lips slightly outlined a radian. His wide eyes, dark and deep, like a Wangyquan, swallowed Wushan’s entire body.
“interesting.”
Wushan’s thoughts of lightly dotted the jaw and licked the dry lips.
It is easy to repair the temple and destroy the temple.
When I raised her eyes again, the fat man’s eyes were already fierce: “Your Bodhi religion is getting more and more presumptuous.”
In addition to disgusting, the old monk’s actions can actually be used as a warning.
Since the other party can bring the demon group to the city silently, it can naturally be brought into the city.
The court only needed to retreat once, and the Buddhist temple was set up in Jinguang Mansion. The group of monks can bring the demon into other large houses without temples next time.
There is a place where Buddhas are blessed, all beings are peaceful, the place where there is no temple stands, and the creatures are coated with charcoal.
Whenever I have a little mind, I know that Wushan cannot be let go of the matter, but the other party is still pretending to be confused. This means to divide life and death.
In front of the people of Jin Guangfu, all the monks slaughtered, even if the people complained, were limited to the place of one government.
Not to mention that after doing it, you can also use the name of the court to fight Wushan as a demon to stabilize the emperor.
If you want to deal with this sinister means, you can only respond with insidiousness.
“The old monk can’t understand the adult’s words.”
The old monk looked at Wushan’s gradually tight palms, but he calmly still glanced at the hidden soldiers around the city: “Of course, you can leave, but the old monk is now seriously injured and offended the group. Demon, how to return to teachings. “
Hearing the words, Huixin sneered again.
The two masters and apprentices led the Bodhisattva’s purpose, not to come to the city of the gods of the gods and the Wushan Fish.
There are imperial suppression here, and there are also court soldiers. I do n’t know how many gods of gods are hidden in the back. I did n’t see the last Qibao Bodhisattva.
The purpose of the two is actually very simple.
The first is that the Bodhisattva was injured in Xishan Mansion, and it was urgently needed to regulate the emperor of the world. The second is Wushan. As for the Temple of Temple to control a house, it is not enough to just look at the two Luohan.
“Understood.”
Wushan listened to this picture of poor dagger, clearly coming for himself.
He closed his eyes, vomited a bite of turbid air, and let go of his palm: “This seat escort is waiting for it.”
“Master Chaiguan can think about it.”
The old monk gradually put away the smile and said deeply: “The mountains outside are dangerous, this is not easy to go.”
“Okay, go away, you have to go away before you know.”
Wushan responded lightly, but his expression was a little fierce.
The next moment, he pressed his palm suddenly.
The officials who had been waiting for a long time immediately ordered to go on, and the tide -like soldiers came from all directions.
Following the breath of Wushan’s body, it reflects the entire city city, showing the prestige of the fourth grade Taiyi Zhenxian!
At the same time, there was a thick transmission in the government.
First, he praised the chivalrous act of the Bodhi Religion, which attracted the people of Jin Guangfu to take to the streets, and then he saw the rich glow on the sky.
“The demon disaster has not subsided, and Jin Guangfu has made every effort to kill the demon. First, it sent court officials to escort the monks back to the religion to thank the chivalrous Bodhi Religion.”
Such a fairy power must be that master who does not come out of the world.
The court sent such a battle, which was considered to be full of sincerity. In addition, the mighty army array was displayed outside, like a thick city wall, and the skeletal body seemed to have no reason to continue sitting there.
The old monk said no more and slowly returned to his normal size, but his body was still broken into pieces. Before leaving the Divine Dynasty, he probably didn’t want to heal his skin injuries.
Several people stood quietly outside the city, waiting for the court to send people to send all the monks out of the city.
They all stared at Wushan in the middle with peaceful faces, and their expressions and movements were exactly the same.
Although he had no ill intentions, he looked frightening to others, as if he was a pack of wolves looking around and waiting for a good opportunity.
“…”
Wushan stood upright in the crowd, his eyebrows and eyes were normal, and he was even more calm and indifferent than usual.
But his hand, hidden in his sleeve, was tightly holding the jade slip of communication, frantically transmitting his breath to Yan Lanting.
However, after the last incident in the Demon Suppression Tower, General Yan saw his men so embarrassed, so he was at ease to retreat and began to recuperate.
Now the situation is urgent, it is not possible to wake him up with a jade slip.
My General Yan!
Wushan almost bit his teeth secretly, but the jade slip was still silent.
Watching a group of monks gradually gather.
This big and strong fat man finally felt a touch of despair in his heart.
What’s going on? Nanyang is his biological child, and he is adopted?
This group of monks is clearly setting a trap. Once they leave the area covered by the imperial aura, they don’t know what is waiting for them outside.
It would be fine if it were any other time. Wushan is cautious by nature, has a high level of cultivation, and is quite familiar with the way to save his life. He can barely have some confidence, but now he is seriously injured. It is a good idea to go there and survive.
“Old man, just sleep! Sooner or later, you will die in sleep, and your master Wu will never come back!”
Seeing that there was no time to delay, Wushan simply broke the jar, left a curse in the jade slip, and strode out of the crowd.
“Let’s go!”
In an instant, led by Xiangyun, many monks rushed up to the sky and flew all the way to the outside of the Divine Dynasty.
Monk Huixin glanced at his master quietly, and the two smiled at each other and followed him on the cloud.
In the Jinguang Mansion, several demon slayers had complicated expressions and looked at the direction where everyone left with worry.
Lord Yan has always disliked slick cultivators like General Wushan, who seemed to have no pride of a strong man at all, and were even more cowardly than those casual cultivators, not like a Taiyi Immortal.
But as subordinates, they had different views.
At least under the leadership of General Wushan, the area where he was in charge had never had any problems, and he would not cause trouble for no reason, which also made his subordinates feel at ease.
And if it was really like today, when the matter fell on him, he would not stand up, and he would never retreat.
But once he stood up, the hope of coming back would be slim.
“Mr. Yan is recovering from his injuries, let’s go to Lord Feng Xi and Lord Yang! General Wushan was originally a draftee, but those two… If it weren’t for them, Jinguang Mansion wouldn’t have had this kind of thing!”
“Why should General Wushan take the blame!”
With indignation, several people turned around and left Jinguang Mansion, heading straight to the outside of Jiufu for help.
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Go west from Da Nanzhou, out of Xishan Prefecture, and you will reach Baji Valley.
At this point, you can already see the edge of the faint imperial aura in the sky, like clouds in the sunset, and when you walk out, you will see the azure sky.
Going around Baji Valley, you will see a barren mountain range.
Wushan stood in front of the mountain range and looked up at the clear line between the imperial aura and the blue sky.
This step out means that he has completely left the protection of the imperial aura.
In fact, for most cultivators, these pale yellow clouds are like bone-eroding poisons. Once they step into them, their strength will be suppressed to the extreme.
Only court officials and the messengers of the Demon Slaying Division have become accustomed to the shroud of the imperial aura. In this place, not only are their strengths not affected, but those in high positions can even mobilize the imperial aura to resist the enemy.
After a long time, they even lost the courage to leave the Divine Dynasty.
“What are you thinking about, sir?”
The old monk had returned to his normal appearance, wearing a long robe. He walked behind Wushan and asked softly, with a hint of gloom in his voice.
“Heh.”
Wushan laughed at himself. He had come this far, and the imperial aura was just a psychological comfort.
He no longer hesitated, took a heavy step, and led the monks out of the desolate mountains.
Huixin sneered and quietly clenched the Buddhist stick in his hand.
At this moment, the monks suddenly heard Wushan’s slightly puzzled words.
“If I remember correctly, you were also injured last time.”
“Who gave you the confidence to keep me?” Wushan asked, but his steps did not stop at all: “With the pile of broken copper and iron in their hands?”
The old monk followed closely behind, and the two of them seemed to be chatting casually: “Your Excellency has misunderstood. I am at most a raider. You have a very good letter of surrender, but this letter of surrender is not for me to hand in.”
“It’s getting more and more interesting.”
Wushan slowly stopped and crossed his arms: “I would like to see who can hand me over.”
The old monk smiled back and pointed forward slightly: “Please look, my lord.”
In the distance of the desolate mountains, in the wind and sand, a tall and thin armored figure stood with his back to the crowd. The other party was holding a crescent-shaped sword upside down at an angle, and gray hair grew in the places not covered by the armor.
It slowly looked back, and it was a handsome wolf head: “I want to try.”
“This was once the most capable general under the command of the Southern Emperor Demon. Later, by chance, he got the true scriptures of my sect. Since then, he has changed his mind and wanted to become a monk.”
“Buddha is merciful, and I plan to give it a chance to worship my sect and serve Buddha for life.”
“It has good comprehension. Not only did it cultivate its mind and eyes, but it also deduced the mind and eyes four-image knife from it, and entered the realm of the great arhat.”
The old monk introduced Wushan slowly.
But he didn’t notice that when he mentioned the word Southern Emperor, the whole face of this big and strong fat man fell into a state of neither sadness nor joy.
Wushan wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, but couldn’t say anything.
The saddest hatred is the enemy… No, even the soldiers under the enemy’s command, most likely no longer remember that little thing.
Maybe there is reincarnation in heaven.
Look, the only child who was not noticed when the family was exterminated is now in front of others, making it easier for others to eliminate him.
Now that it is his turn, what else can he do?
“Alas.”
Wushan sighed as if he had accepted his fate and rolled up his sleeves seriously.
Anyway, he would die anyway, so he could let his enemy see how much he had improved over the years, so that others would not think that Wu was just living a life of shamelessness.
He raised his head and was about to speak.
But he suddenly found something wrong.
Just outside the imperial aura, the blue sky, which should have been azure and clear, was slightly distorted at this moment.
Wushan gritted his teeth, tensed up his whole body, and shook his head with an imperceptible arc, warning the other party not to be impulsive!
With his eyesight, how could he not see that this was the effect of the Taixu Dao Fruit.
Behind this blue sky, there was actually a person hiding.
But whether that person was Ye Lan or Shen Yi, they could not have any influence on the current situation.
Besides, the real reason why Wushan accepted his fate was the three words “letter of surrender”.
Since it is a letter of surrender, it must be shown to others, right?
There is a high probability that there are more people present today than those in front of you. Anyone with a little brain will know that the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva must be watching nearby.
In such a place far away from the imperial court, let alone a titled general, even if it is the Zhennan General, if he comes alone, he will probably not get a good result.
Get out!
Wushan was anxious, but he had to remain calm on the surface to avoid being noticed by others.
Thinking of this, he finally stopped hesitating, and a fairy light burst out from his palms, which quickly surged throughout his body. As he ran, he finally had some taste of fame.
The whole person was like a mountain, and every step made the earth tremble, and the roar and smoke rose together.
In front of this unstoppable attack, the pupils of the gray wolf were as calm as an ancient well, but his five fingers slowly clenched the handle of the knife.
In an instant, the blade cut off the surging fairy light.
It sank into the ground with a puff.
A few inches in front of the long sword, Wushan was stiff, maintaining the action of swinging his fist, and even his face was twitching slightly.
He was injured and could not exert more than 40% of his strength. Under the gaze of these wolf eyes, there were flaws everywhere, which could not be made up by passion.
To be honest, if the wolf demon wanted to, he would definitely suffer a big loss.
But the other party chopped it to the ground.
This was an undisguised contempt.
The gray wolf calmly looked down at the fat man in front of him, and after a long time, he uttered two words lightly.
“San Xiu.”
Even if they were both in the fourth-grade realm, the other party was just a San Xiu who was not worth mentioning.
And himself.
Now he has become a great arhat.