I have a sword that can sway the heavens

She is Zhu Yuyan, the queen of Yin who ranks first among the eight masters of the Demon Sect.

Zhu Yuyan froze on the spot, muttering to herself, "Dead? Why did you die?"

"Why do you want to die at the hands of others?"

Thinking of the man she loved and hated, Zhu Yuyan burst into tears unknowingly, soaking her face towel.

On the side, a group of elders from the demon sect looked at the weeping Queen Yin, and were silent for a moment, not even daring to take a breath.

Regarding the past between Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan and the evil king Shi Zhixuan, the elders of the Demon Sect know more or less.

"Sword Fairy Lear!"

"You shouldn't kill him. His life belongs to the empress. Since you killed him, the empress has no choice but to kill you!"

Zhu Yuyan raised her eyes, and there was a kind of madness in her black pupils.

In this world, no one can kill Shi Zhixuan except her, Zhu Yuyan!

All the elders of the demon sect didn't dare to persuade, they just bowed their heads aside, even if they knew that Queen Yin was not the opponent of Sword Immortal, they didn't dare to persuade.

"Hehehe, good death! All men with a heartless heart in the world deserve to die, so why do you feel sad for him, Master?"

"Master, I don't want to collect your corpse."

She was dressed in white and barefoot. She was supposed to be a carefree elf, but at this moment, there was a hint of worry in her smile.After all, Shizun is her only relative, and Houhou knows very well that if Shizun is going to find Sword Fairy Lear, he is probably going to follow in the footsteps of the evil king Shi Zhixuan.

Zhu Yuyan ranked first among the eight masters of the Demon Sect. In fact, I know that the evil king Shi Zhixuan is the strongest among the eight masters of the Demon Sect.

Even the evil king Shi Zhixuan died, is the master the opponent of the sword fairy Lear?

Thinking of the man she met once, Wan Wan couldn't help shaking her head, she didn't want to collect the body for Master.

Zhu Yuyan looked at Houhou, showed her face and smiled, and said softly, "Wu'er, I don't need you to restrain the bones as a teacher. You are the most outstanding successor of the Yin Gui Sect in the past. It's not much weaker than that."

"After being burned as a teacher and Li Er, the Yingui Sect will be handed over to you. You must unify the Holy Sect, suppress Cihang Jingzhai, and fulfill the unfulfilled last wish of being a teacher."

Hou Hou finally panicked.

The heavenly demon disintegrates, and everything burns!

Hou Hou, who has cultivated to the 16th floor of Tianmomi, of course knows this secret method, and she is already determined to die, Master.

Chapter 127

Lingnan, Song Dynasty.

Outside the knife sharpening hall, Dijian Song Zhi was a little hesitant, wondering if he should bother his elder brother.

More than 40 years ago, the eldest brother first came out of the rivers and lakes, and he was undefeated. At the age of 20, he defeated Badao Yueshan and replaced the world's number one sword. He was praised by the world as the Heavenly Sword.Later, the eldest brother led the army to confront Yang Jian, and won ten battles and ten victories. He was named Zhennan Gong and ruled Lingnan separately.

More than 20 years ago, Bixiu died physically and mentally, and the eldest brother chased and killed Shi Zhixuan but failed, so he returned to Lingnan, and has never been out of the Sharpening Hall since then.

In the past 20 years, the situation in the world has changed. The eldest brother leaned against the South China Sea, and looked at him coldly. He didn't know if his knife had been sharpened.

In the eyes of Earth Sword Song Zhi, elder brother Song Que is perfect, no different from a god.

"Come in."

While Song Zhi was still hesitating, the door of the Sharpening Hall opened automatically.

Song Zhi was pleasantly surprised, and quickly stepped into the knife sharpening hall.

In the Knife Grinding Hall, a middle-aged man turned his back to Song Zhi and put his hands behind his back. Just standing there, his majestic posture was like a towering mountain that could not be shaken.

"Brother, is your knife sharpened?"

Song Zhi's voice trembled a little.

Song Que turned around. He had a calm expression and calm eyes. He glanced at the Narcissus Knife hanging on the wall and said, "There is nothing but the Knife. I have seen the ultimate of the Knife."

Song Zhi's spirit was greatly uplifted, and he said excitedly, "Brother has a glimpse of the ultimate sword, and I think I can come out of the mountain."

Song Kuang nodded and asked, "How is the situation in the world today?"

"Brother, I have something important to tell you."

"In the past two years, a sword fairy has appeared in the rivers and lakes."

Song Que looked at Song Zhi, his eyes finally brought up a little interest, "Sword Immortal?"

"That's right, it's the sword fairy Lear."

"A month ago, Sword Immortal Lear beheaded Shi Zhixuan in Chang'an, causing an uproar in the world. Moreover, Sword Immortal Lear talked with Li Yuan's second son Li Shimin. I am afraid that Sword Immortal Lear has stood behind Li Shimin."

"Shi Zhixuan?"

Song Que's expression didn't change at all. He recalled the scene of chasing and killing Shi Zhixuan 20 years ago, and said with a smile, "It should be the same. If I want to kill Shi Zhixuan, it won't be difficult."

"It's a pity that Shi Zhixuan, a generation of evil kings couldn't advance an inch, and died under the sword of a rookie in the rivers and lakes."

Song Zhi nodded, with deep admiration in his eyes, and echoed, "Indeed, no matter how famous the sword fairy Lear is, he is still a rookie in front of the elder brother."

Song Que shook his head and didn't say much.

Song Zhi continued to speak, "Brother, recently Yuzhi and Shidao got very close to the two boys. Those two boys came to Lingnan, do you want to meet them?"

"One of the boys is naturally handsome and has a lot to do."

Song Que smiled, "I can stand up to Zhidi's evaluation. I think those two boys are not ordinary things, so it's okay to meet them."

In the living room of the Song Clan, Kou Zhong laughed loudly, and said to Xu Ziling, "Young Master Ling, what do you think Li Shimin is capable of, that he has Mr. Support?"

Xu Ziling shook his head, "Mr.'s thoughts are not something we can speculate on. Since Mr. has chosen Li Shimin, then Li Shimin must have something outstanding."

Kou Zhong nodded and smiled even more happily, "With Mr.'s support, it seems that Li Shimin will become our brother's enemy."

Xu Ziling didn't answer, he didn't have the confidence to attack Kou Zhong.

Their brothers have a shallow foundation, and there are enemies everywhere, not just Li Shimin.

Then Li Shimin has his husband's support, can their brothers really fight against him?

Thinking of Mr. Xu Ziling's dignified expression was even more respectful.

On the side, the subordinates looked at Kou Zhong and laughed, and couldn't help being infected by Kou Zhong's arrogance.

Sure enough, it was right to choose to follow the young marshal!

In Jizhou, in front of Mingwang Temple, a fairy-looking woman in white clothes set up a porridge shed and was scooping porridge water for refugees.

The woman had a gentle smile on her face. Behind her, the gate of Mingwang Temple was cut to pieces by the sword, and the golden body of Mingwang had disappeared.

A woman said to the woman with a smile on her face, "Fairy Master, you really are a Bodhisattva. If it weren't for you, my child would have starved to death."

"Yes, Master Fairy is really a Bodhisattva descending to earth."

"But Fairy Master, you won't be blamed by the Buddha for breaking King Ming's golden body, right?"

A group of refugees stood in front of the porridge shed, looking worriedly at Shi Feixuan.

These refugees deeply remembered that when they were about to starve to death, it was Fairy Shi who brought them to Mingwang Temple, chopped up the golden body of Mingwang, and exchanged it for money and porridge, so that they could survive.

In the eyes of a group of refugees, the fairy Shi in front of them is no different from the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering.

Shi Feixuan had a gentle smile on her face, and in the eyes of a group of refugees, she was shining with divine light.

"It doesn't matter, the Buddha has great mercy. If the golden body can save everyone's life, the Buddha will be happy if you want to come."

Concubine Shixuan stroked her hair from her ears and temples, and her smile became softer.

On the side, a few people from the rivers and lakes passed by together, and their voices were not small, and they reached Shi Feixuan's ears.

"On August [-]th, Cihang Jingzhai Fanzhai Master Association presented Heshibi to Li Jiancheng in Jingnian Temple. This has been announced to the world."

"Originally, Cihang Jingzhai was going to present Heshibi to the King of Qin, but he changed his mind somehow."

"The King of Qin is a virtuous and virtuous corporal, and he has an excellent reputation. Why did Cihang Jingzhai want to donate He's Bi to Li Jiancheng?"

"Is it because His Royal Highness the King of Qin had contact with Sword Immortal Lear, or because Sword Immortal Lear did not deal with Buddhism?"

"Heh, what do you know about the game between the big powers?"

"However, Sword Fairy Lear has also gone to Luoyang, and there will probably be conflicts between the two."

"Do you think the sword fairy Lear can shake Cihang Jingzhai's position as the leader of the White Dao?"

Shi Feixuan listened to these words, and the soft smile on her face froze.

The conflict between brother Li and the teacher, no matter who wins or loses, is not what she wants to see.

No!

I have to go back and persuade Master.

Shi Feixuan is very aware of the status of Jingnian Temple in Buddhism, and also knows how many masters there are in Jingnian Temple, but she knows that Lear is unfathomable.

Concubine Shixuan returned to the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, looking at Dita Peak in the distance.

When she came back this time, she saw something different.

"Emperor Stepping Peak!"

"Master, are you going to trample the emperor at the foot of Buddhism?"

"As a disciple of Buddhism, one should be merciful, save all living beings, save the world, and not fight for fame and fortune! Master, it is enough for Cihang Jingzhai to accompany the green lamp and worship the Bodhisattva. You should not interfere in the competition." .”

Concubine Shixuan dressed in white, carrying the Sekong sword on her back, her eyes became firm again, and she stepped up the mountain.

In the Hall of Guanyin, Fan Qinghui, the vegetarian, was beating the wooden fish, feeling restless, and she had a bad premonition.

Just at this time, a disciple ran in and said to Fan Qinghui, "Master, Senior Sister Feixuan is back, she is outside the hall and wants to see you."

Fan Qinghui's rhythm of beating the wooden fish suddenly stopped, she turned her head with a gloomy expression, and said coldly, "That scoundrel, Concubine Shixuan, still has the face to come back to see me?"

"Call her in, the poor nun wants to see what she has to say!"

The young female disciple hesitated to speak, but in the end she dared not open her mouth and exited the Guanyin Hall respectfully.

Outside the hall, the young female disciple looked at Shi Feixuan, and said softly, "Senior sister, be careful, Master is furious. After you go in, please explain to Master, don't contradict Master."

Concubine Shixuan carried the simple and simple Sekong sword on her back, and smiled at her junior sister, "Qingjing, you can go back, senior sister has a sense of propriety."

Chapter 128

In Guanyin Hall.

The Bodhisattva sculpture is holding a clean bottle carved from white jade, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, sacred and solemn.

Concubine Shixuan was dressed in white, which looked a bit like the sculpture.

After saluting to the Bodhisattva, Shi Feixuan looked at Fan Qinghui and was about to speak.

"Master Concubine Xuan, are you guilty?"

Before Shi Feixuan could speak, Fan Qinghui was the first to attack, with a stern expression and a cold tone.

"Dare to ask Master, what is the disciple's crime?"

Concubine Shixuan was not flustered, she had already expected this scene before returning to the mountain.

"Bold."

"Master Concubine Xuan, your desecration of the golden body of the Buddha and Bodhisattva is the first major crime! Your killing your fellow disciples is the second major crime! Your association with the demon Lear is the third major crime!"

"Can you plead guilty?"

Fan Qinghui's voice was stern, and she stared at Shi Feixuan closely.

Concubine Shixuan was not afraid, looked at Fan Qinghui, and replied calmly, "Master, this disciple is innocent."

"There are refugees everywhere at the foot of the mountain. Since the golden body of Buddha and Bodhisattva can save people, why can't the golden body be divided?"

"The Buddha even cut his flesh and fed it to the eagle. The Ksitigarbha Vow Sutra also says that whoever goes to hell will go to hell if I don't. My disciple cut up the golden statue and lived countless lives. There is no sin."

"As for harming fellow disciples, Master, you have misunderstood Feixuan."

"Feixuan has never killed innocent people indiscriminately, let alone her fellow disciples."

"Feixuan would like to ask Master, if Lingtai Mountain is here, monks and disciples oppress the common people, should they go to hell? Monk Jishi from Mingwang Temple and his disciples rob people's daughters, should they go to hell?"

Shi Feixuan's expression also became serious, sonorous and forceful, with a loud voice, Fan Qinghui was at a loss when she asked.

"Master, Feixuan has been studying Buddhist scriptures since she was a child. Dare I ask Master, which precept of Buddhism has Feixuan violated?"