I have a role in the heavens

The man in green shirt looked at the frightened little girl and felt embarrassed in his heart. Then he looked at Master Zhending again, and said with a less casual look and a more serious expression.

"That's all, the little monk has become boring and can't escape like before!"

"I came here to tell you that I have done what you asked me to do ten years ago!"

Master Zhending's expression was slightly dazed, his dull face was filled with sadness, he pursed his lips in bitterness, closed his eyes tightly, folded his hands and said.

"It's too late, it's too late. He advanced the time and caught me off guard. Senior Lu, your efforts were in vain!"

"It's not too late, just in time. I rescued Gu Xiaosang's true spirit and reincarnated it. It's been ten years now!"

There was a slight smile on the face of the man in green shirt. He leaned forward and put his head in front of Master Zhending. He said such shocking words in an understatement and carefully observed and appreciated the change in Master Zhending's expression.

"What?!"

Master Zhending broke through his defense in an instant, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and two divine lights shot out, like knives and swords, with peerless sharpness.

Mu Yunle was shocked. Even her master Qinglian Master Liusu and the Dibang Grandmaster could not match such a sharp edge. It was really surprising that Master Zhending turned out to be a hidden great master.

"Master Zhending is a great master, so wouldn't the Senior Lu mentioned by Master Zhending be even more terrifying?"

"Senior Lu, are you serious about what you said? You really saved her and sent her to reincarnation?!"

Master Zhending stretched out his hands excitedly and firmly grasped the sleeves of the man in green shirt. His face showed both ecstasy and nervousness.

The man in green shirt looked down at Master Zhending's hand, his eyes filled with dangerous light, causing Master Zhending to react instantly and let go of his sleeve.

Only then did Mu Yunle notice that this Master Zhending had a pair of flawless hands with long, white and delicate fingers. These hands were naturally suitable for wielding a sword.

"Of course it's true!"

The man in green shirt walked aside and replied casually, looking at the Buddha statue, with a faint spiritual glow. With a push, he actually pushed the Buddha statue down and sat cross-legged where the Buddha statue was just now, with an unruly look on his face. , unruly and untamable.

"You're not good at carving Buddha statues. Worshiping Buddha is worse than worshiping me!"

These words were extremely treasonous and had the demeanor of a Zen monk "scolding the Buddha and the ancestors", which made Mu Yunle and the others dumbfounded.

Master Zhending's face changed with uncertainty. After hearing this, he came back to his senses and actually bent down to salute without hesitation, paying homage respectfully and with great piety.

"Junior, thank you for your kindness, senior, I will never forget it in this life!"

Master Zhending finally stopped calling him a little monk. He stretched out his hand and pulled hard on the gray monk's robe. With a tearing sound, the fragments fell away, revealing the powerful robe underneath. His aura changed drastically. His loneliness and coldness disappeared. His aura was like a rainbow, unstoppable. Full of energy and enthusiasm.

"My junior Sophora flavescens has finally mastered a sword technique after ten years. I must let him experience this edge in the future!"

Meng Qi heard that Gu Xiaosang was reincarnated and got rid of the shackles. The sharp edge in his heart was revealed, and there was no longer any decadence and loneliness, and his true colors were revealed.

"Your state of cultivation has made great progress. The cause of all effects is almost complete. You have some characteristics of the other side. You are slightly better than Zhiwei. She may not be able to sit on the top of the ranking list!"

Mu Yunle was stunned when he heard this. Number one on the land list? Zhiwei? The man in the green shirt was talking about the Supreme Divine Sword Jiang Zhiwei. Who is he? Who is Master Zhending? He can actually compete with the idol he admires!

"Amitabha, this junior's meager means are not worth mentioning in front of my seniors!"

Meng Qi clasped his hands together and had been a monk for ten years, practicing hard while facing the wall. He was almost used to clasping his palms together and reciting the Buddha's name.

"Do you really plan to be a monk for the rest of your life?"

Lu Chunyang glanced at Meng Qi strangely, half-smiling, which made Meng Qi react and spread his palms apart, feeling a little embarrassed. Back then, he was not considered a monk even if he was beaten to death, but he finally betrayed the Shaolin Temple. Master Xuanbei paid for it It took a huge price to retain his martial arts.

"Junior, this is an instinctive reaction!"

Meng Qi raised his hand and scratched his bald head, which made it shine. Then in an instant, long black and silky hair grew out of his bald scalp and rested on his shoulders. Mu Yunle and the other three were stunned.

"What a powerful method, such a powerful body, you can actually control the growth of hair at will!"

In the mountains, two figures were searching for traces of Mu Yunle and the others inch by inch. Their expressions were solemn and their eyes were full of confusion. They looked at each other and said.

"How is it possible? They have clearly entered this mountain, but no trace of them can be found. Could it be that we are tracking in the wrong direction?"

"Impossible, they have indeed entered this mountain, but for some reason no trace of them can be found!"

The two people searching in the mountain are quite famous, and they are also the best among the younger generation of the Nine Demons. One is the descendant of the contemporary Bodhisattva Joy, Ying Ning, the Bodhisattva Purifying Desire. Although she has not reached the first level of the ladder, she is no better than the four. Zhongtian is so different; one is the maid of Gu Xiaosang, the Daluo witch of the previous generation, and Shao Changge, the current Brocade Sanren, whose cultivation is no worse than Yingning, and is highly regarded by the contemporary Luo Jiao saint.

"There is something strange in this mountain. I will contact the master right now. Seeing that she has a high level of cultivation and a powerful realm, she will definitely be able to find traces of Liang Jiuzhou and the others!"

Ying Ning's smiling face, starry eyes are full of love, charming and full of charm. She is worthy of being a new generation descendant of the Bodhisattva Huanxi. Who man in the world can resist such a peerless beauty? She can die under peonies and be a ghost.

Ying Ning held the seal in his hand, and a white light flashed through the void and disappeared, contacting the contemporary Bodhisattva Huan Xi, the eighth great master on the Earth Ranking.

But half a quarter of an hour later, the Bodhisattva of Joy who was nearby, sitting on a golden lotus, standing in the void, appeared in front of the two of them. This Bodhisattva of Joy, who was a simple female Taoist, was in her late years, wearing a light veil, with a smile on her face. She looks like she is only 24 or 25 years old at most. She is pretty, youthful and beautiful. Every part of her body is beautiful and seductive. Even if she is a woman, her mouth will go dry when she sees such a beauty. Dry, heartbeat speeds up, and dare not look directly at the other person.

Ying Ning is already a beauty in the world, but compared to Huanxi Bodhisattva, she is still a little less charming and a little less mature, like a flower that has not yet bloomed, too immature.

"Have you ever caught up with Liang Jiuzhou and the others? We must not let Liang Jiuzhou bring the news back to the Central Plains. If the plans of our factions and the grassland are exposed, it will be difficult to launch a surprise attack and catch Northern Zhou off guard!"

The Bodhisattva of Joy had a charming smile on her face, but her eyes were full of coldness and majesty. Yingning and Shao Changge both tensed up and reported with fear.

"Master, after they entered this mountain, we lost track of them, as if they disappeared out of thin air!"

"So, my disciple concluded that there must be something strange in this mountain. However, my cultivation is still shallow and I can't tell the clues. That's why I contacted the master and asked you to take action!"

Huanxi Bodhisattva's expression darkened, his eyes flashed with gleaming light, he looked at the mountain, taking in everything in the mountain, searching carefully for clues, trying to find traces of Liang Jiuzhou and the others.

"Strange, I didn't find anything strange!"

The golden lotus in Huanxi Bodhisattva's eyes disappeared, her expression was solemn, and she was a little surprised. She had already achieved half-step to the realm of Dharmakaya. She was the eighth grandmaster on the Earth Ranking and the second on the Black Ranking. She was one of the most powerful people under the Dharmakaya. Nothing was found. As expected, there were only traces of Liang Jiuzhou and the others entering the mountain, and there were no clues after that.

"Interesting, the Bodhisattva of Joy is actually here, and the three of you actually alerted her. It's a bit overkill!"

Lu Chunyang's eyes were deep, as if he could see through the void, and he could see every move of the three Bodhisattvas of Joy. He stood up from the ground, stood with his hands behind his back, stood in front of the temple door, and said very politely.

Mu Yunle's face showed a bit of dissatisfaction, showing a sharp edge. The girl was arrogant and conceited. When she heard that Lu Chunyang looked down on the three of them, she glared at each other.

"Although we are not talented, we are not unknown people. Senior Liang is a master of outdoor scenes with a reputation far and wide. How can we not be hunted by the Bodhisattva of Joy!"

Lu Chunyang turned around and looked at Mu Yunle, who was dissatisfied with the argument. His eyes were slightly dazed, as if he saw Jiang Zhiwei back then. He restrained his contempt, sighed, and said,

"Maybe!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chunyang stretched out his right hand, disappeared out of thin air, and merged into the void. He aimed it in one direction and gently grabbed it. He retracted his arm, and a young woman wearing a gauze appeared in the ruined temple. This woman was born Her every move, every frown, every smile, every move, is alluring and tempting. Even Mu Yunle, a young girl, is blushing and breathing heavily, and dare not look directly at her.

The pretty face of the Bodhisattva of Joy is full of fear, her starry eyes are bright and bright, showing a bit of weakness, her eyes are moving, making people feel distressed, her body as soft as a willow is trembling slightly, her hands are clasped in front of her chest, her eyes are on Lu Chunyang's face froze, and he took three steps back in fear.

"Pure Yang Sword God?!"

The wonderful sound of the Bodhisattva of Joy is like music, melodious and melodious, like the clearest oriole call in the mountains, touching people's hearts and minds. Even though the sound is full of shock and fear, it still makes Mu Yunle and the others obsessed with it.

The Bodhisattva of Joy emitted a faint fragrance, which made Mu Yunle and the three people behind her feel dizzy. The things in front of them were like dreams and infinitely beautiful. They wished they could merge with the Bodhisattva of Joy and become her strength and tonic.

"You'd better put away that charm technique in front of me, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to use it again in the future!"

Lu Chunyang seemed to be a heartless person, his eyes were indifferent, unmoved, and he had a heart of stone. He looked upon Bodhisattva of Joy like a pink skull. His face was full of disgust, his brows were furrowed, and his voice was threatening in a majestic tone.

Huanxi Bodhisattva's face instantly turned pale by three points, and the color on his red lips faded away. He put away his skills honestly, not daring to be arrogant in front of Lu Chunyang.

Mu Yunle and the other three regained consciousness in an instant, and took a few steps back, looking at the frail woman with great fear.

"What a terrifying charm technique!"

"Happy Bodhisattva, great master of Di Bang!"

Mu Yunle and the three of them exclaimed in unison, their faces extremely solemn. For this top being under the dharma body, the three of them could not defeat the enemy with one move. They just fell into each other's way when they met, and they were almost killed. It is harvested and made into medicinal residue.

Then the three people's eyes moved again, looking at Lu Chunyang who was standing with his hands behind his hands. They remembered what Bodhisattva Huanxi had called him before and asked in disbelief.

"Senior, is it really the seventh Chunyang Sword God on the Heavenly Ranking, Lu Chunyang?"

"Are you really the master of the Supreme Divine Sword Jiang Nuxia?!"

The latter sentence was obviously asked by Jiang Zhiwei's little fan girl Mu Yunle. There was a bit of excitement on the girl's face, her eyes were burning, and she was staring closely at Lu Chunyang's handsome face. She clenched her hands into fists and was extremely excited. asked.

"Senior Lu, was Lady Jiang nearby? Why didn't she come with you?!"

Obviously, in the eyes of Mu Yunle, a hero on the popular list, Lu Chunyang, who was on the top list, was not as attractive as Jiang Zhiwei, so he couldn't wait to inquire about Jiang Zhiwei's whereabouts.

The expression on Lu Chunyang's face froze for a moment, as if he didn't want to discuss this issue. He looked at the Bodhisattva of Joy and said indifferently.

"The disciples of the Su Nv Dao are good at singing and dancing. The Happy Bodhisattva is the best among the Su Nv Dao. I wonder if I can perform for Mr. Lu!"

Lu Chunyang's words were extremely overbearing. He actually asked Bodhisattva Huanxi, the eighth great master on the Earth Ranking, to perform a dance for him. They were full of contempt for Bodhisattva Huanxi. Meng Qi and the others were stunned when they heard this, and they plucked their ears in disbelief. , suspecting that he had auditory hallucinations.

The pretty face of the Bodhisattva of Joy instantly dropped, her starry eyes flickered, full of gloom and surprise, her bare hands were clenched, and her nails dug into the palms of her hands. As a grand master, she naturally has the arrogance of a warrior. Her pink lips moved, and she was about to reject Lu Chunyang's offer. This is an extremely humiliating and unreasonable request.

Suddenly, an extremely dangerous feeling rose from the depths of Huanxi Bodhisattva's heart. It seemed that as long as he dared to refuse, he would be destined to fall and die.

Huanxi Bodhisattva's expression changed. Feeling the terrifying pressure coming from Lu Chunyang, his eyes blinked slightly. He glanced at those cold and ruthless eyes, couldn't help but shuddered, and quickly changed his words.

"Of course you can!"

"I am able to dance for the Pure Yang Sword God. It is a blessing that I have gained through three lifetimes of cultivation. Others have not had this opportunity!"

The Bodhisattva of Joy is worthy of being the master of evil spirits. He is able to bend and stretch. He has to bow his head when he is under the eaves. For the sake of his own life, a bright smile blooms on his face, as if he is willing to dance for Lu Chunyang.

"Then let's get started!"

Lu Chunyang nodded indifferently and urged the Bodhisattva Huanxi. Meng Qi and the others on the side were stunned. The Bodhisattva Huanxi at the Grand Master level actually agreed and became a dancing girl. It was so shocking.

The Bodhisattva of Joy knew that there was nothing she could do to help Lu Chunyang in this life. She glanced at Meng Qi and the others, and secretly had murderous intentions in her heart. She must not leak out the dance performance, so Meng Qi and others were listed as people who must be killed by her, and they must be killed in the future. These four people were eradicated.

The Bodhisattva of Joy has a soft and slender waist, as thin as a bone, a looming veil, and a charming and sentimental face. When she dances, she is extremely graceful. It may be the first time for the Bodhisattva of Joy to dance, so her limbs are somewhat stiff, but she is still full of indescribable beauty. , every move, every blink of the eyes, every twist of the waist, is intoxicating and full of charm, a hundred times more graceful than the dance of the brothel oiran.

"It's not surprising that a visitor comes from afar!"

When Mu Yunle and the others were watching in a daze, Lu Chunyang's clear voice was like morning bells and evening drums, waking them up. At some point, an elegant middle-aged scribe appeared in the ruined temple, wearing a loose Confucian robe, his eyes Shining, with a look of wisdom, and a look of vicissitudes on his face, he stared at Lu Chunyang solemnly, not daring to move.

"What happened to this ruined temple tonight? Distinguished guests are arriving one after another. Even a busy man like the magician is here. It's really strange!"

Lu Chunyang tilted his head slightly and looked at Han Guang, who was facing a formidable enemy, and felt a little funny.

Han Guang is an old fox, cunning, ruthless, and cautious. Over the years, he has always been extremely afraid of Lu Chunyang, maintaining a retreat attitude and not daring to get close.

Today, Lu Chunyang restrained his aura, and Han Guang accidentally broke into the ruined temple and happened to see the scene of the Bodhisattva of Joy performing a dance. He was distracted and had no time to retreat.

Han Guang clenched his fists tightly, and the muscles in his whole body were tensed to the extreme. He raised his mind and sensed every little movement around him. Like a strong bow drawn, he would launch the most dangerous attack at any time.

"It's terrible now. I actually got in front of Lu Chunyang. Even if I try my best and try my best, I still have little chance of survival!"

Han Guang's mind was tense and he did not dare to relax. He kept his body still and did not dare to take the initiative to attack. He was frozen in place for a while. He was not sure that he would survive after the attack, so he could only delay it.

Lu Chunyang looked at Han Guang who was like a frightened bird, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly and a smile in his eyes. He glanced at the Bodhisattva of Joy who stopped dancing and said with some dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong? The magician is here and you don't want to jump anymore?"

The tone was light, but it was full of an extremely dangerous atmosphere. The Bodhisattva of Joy froze up and began to dance again. The spring breeze was blowing in the willows, graceful and moving, the dance was light and charming.

Lu Chunyang frowned slightly, seemingly still a little dissatisfied. He shook his head slightly and looked at Han Guang. His peaceful gaze almost made Han Guang take action.

"There is only dance, but no joy of silk and bamboo. After all, it is a little less interesting!"

"The magician is very knowledgeable and must be good at silk and bamboo. Why not give a song to the dance of the Bodhisattva of Joy to add some color?!"

As soon as Lu Chunyang said this, Mu Yunle and the other two people's eyes widened and their mouths couldn't close. They stared at Lu Chunyang who made this suggestion as if they were a madman.

Magician Han Guang, who is that? ! The leader of the Mythical Organization, the Heavenly Emperor, is ranked fifth on the Heavenly Ranking. He is a terrifying existence in the realm of earthly immortals. Out of fear of Han Guang’s strength, the decisive battle between Su Wuming and Mr. Lu Da has been postponed. Han Guang is ranked lower than Lu Chunyang on the Heavenly Ranking. Even higher, how could he listen to Lu Chunyang's suggestion and give him music.

"The Sword God has his destiny, how dare Han disobey it!"

However, the facts are always surprising. Under the disbelieving gazes of Mu Yunle and the others, Han Guang accepted the suggestion readily, took out a flute from his sleeve, and put it to his mouth. , started playing on the spot, without the slightest hint of displeasure or anger.

Seeing this, the Bodhisattva Huanxi also stopped dancing and looked at Han Guang with dull eyes. He was only in the realm of a great master and could not defeat Lu Chunyang. He had to submit to humiliation and perform the dance in humiliation. However, the magician is now fifth on the list. , the first person in the Nine Paths of Evil, an existence in the realm of earthly immortals, how could he do this?

Lu Chunyang cast his dissatisfied eyes at the Bodhisattva of Joy and scolded him in an unhappy tone.

"It's so strange, why did you stop? Keep playing music, keep dancing!"

After hearing the words, the Bodhisattva of Joy suddenly woke up and took a cautious look at the enthusiastic Lu Chunyang. He put aside the doubts in his heart for the time being and twisted his body again, performing a graceful dance.