Xiuxian is like this
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The terrifying torrent of energy swallowed down, strangling the world was still not satisfied, and rumbled towards the group of monks who were in a daze.
At the critical moment, the only remaining Mahayana monks on both sides made a move.
Zhao Yixian and Shen Ruohai teamed up. The former held the demon-slaying sword and summoned the indestructible martial spirit of the ancestors of the Zhao family to strongly protect the monks in Xuanlong.
The latter picked up the magic weapon of life and death, the Four Seas Vase, stepped out, stood in front, swept away the impact and turbulence, and protected the weak monks behind from suffering.
Click!
The body of the bottle was cracked, and Shen Ruohai's face changed suddenly, and he barely managed to survive the last second, barely maintaining the face of a Mahayana monk.
It can be seen that Zhao Yixian and Shen Ruohai are not 01:30 points behind Lu Bei and Zhengqing. They are both Mahayana monks, and some people can only watch with all their strength.
"How, are you not injured?"
Zhao Yan also asked vigilantly, Xuanlong was short of money, and there were not many monks in the Mahayana period, so he had to save some money. He was very unlucky to ask for trouble and was severely injured by Lu Bei, so Zhao Yixian couldn't be allowed to follow in his footsteps.
Zhao Yixian shook his head slightly, it's not a big problem to protect his own monks, but if...
The high-intensity fighting between Lu Bei and Zhengqing will last for a long time, and he can only run away.
"How about it, is the injury okay?"
Gu Yuanping supported Shen Ruohai, seeing the cracks on the Four Seas bottle, his eyes shrank. In just two months, the cultivation of the Heavenly Sword Sect Master ushered in another surge.
According to Xiongchu's analysis, Lu Beitong practiced Taoism, demons, Buddhas, and demons. He focused on four things, practiced one and mastered the other. There was no bottleneck at all.
Any one of Taoism, Buddha, and demon can crush the monks in the same realm against the enemy. Demon cultivators have the most powerful supernatural powers. It is easier to overcome the strong with the weak than to eat and drink. I can comment on my Buddha's mercy.
Today, Lu Bei didn't bring out the strongest magical powers, and he easily fought with Zhengqing. It's only been two months, and if he is given another year, wouldn't it be true that any of the Tao, Buddha, and demon sects would be the best? Can we overwhelm Gu Zongchen and my Buddha's mercy?
Wu Zhou is not good enough for him, how wonderful it would be for such a person to be born in Xiongchu!
Shen Ruohai shook his head lightly, because the situation was unclear, he decided to retreat five hundred miles first, otherwise, if she came again, she might be fine, and everyone else had to confess here one by one.
Gu Yuanping agreed, saying that he would not let Shen Ruohai go in vain. Apart from the loss of Sihaiping, Xiongchu had another gift of thanks.
Just like that, the Xiongchu side retreated all the way, and the monks came back to their senses, dejected, without the morale they had before.
If this battle is fought, Xiong Chu has no possibility of winning.
boom! ! !
In the void, two golden and black figures intertwined, fists and palms collided, and the golden Buddha slowly collapsed.
Lu Bei walked through the air, turned into a golden light and arrived in front of Zhengqing, clasping the door of his face with one hand, and clenched the monk's robe with the other. With the blessing of Xinghai, he drew a yin and yang swimming fish, and severely injured Zhengqing's primordial spirit and physical body.
The old monk stumbled, bleeding from his mouth, nose, ears and eyes, and put his hands together on his chest: "Sect Master Lu has supernatural powers, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the poor monk to be good today."
"Why, do you really want to die?"
Lu Bei frowned: "What about your vainness, why don't you continue?"
"There is no falsehood, the poor monk is just waking up from a dream."
Zhengqing didn't hide anything, and openly revealed the Buddhist supernatural power he had practiced—enlightenment in a dream.
The previous 36 heavens and hundreds of millions of physical bodies are all dream representations. Others are in dreams, and the dreams are projected into the present world, which is false and real.
As the saying goes, it's not that you can't do it, but that you can't think of it.
Shaking your head in reality, it's useless to think about it, you just can't.
Zhengqing nodded and smiled lightly, there was everything in the dream.
Lu Bei was dumbfounded when he heard that, as expected of a bald head, he could always come up with some new tricks for him, even dreaming so well.
Fortunately, this dream is not incomprehensible, if you apply more force, you can wake it up with a big dick.
He frowned: "Answer the suzerain's words, do you really want to die?"
"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"
Zhengqing looked at it openly, and seemed to be somewhat relieved: "Xiong Chu and Xuan Long have come to the point where they are today. It is a general trend but also helpless. There must be a cause and an effect. There must always be one party who is wrong, and someone must stand up. Give me an explanation, Feng Shangyin and Shen Ruohai don't have the qualifications, and the poor monk barely has enough weight."
You old monk is quite patriotic!
Lu Bei raised his brows, understood, Zhengqing, like King Yuanji and others, was not optimistic about the war between Xiongchu and Xuanlong, but the cultivation forces in Xiongchu didn't think so.
In order to wake up these people and let Xiongchu honestly accumulate his background, he needs a big man with enough weight to fight to the front line.
Zhengqing thinks he is the most suitable, and if he can die to stop fighting, it will be considered a worthy death.
but……
"The master is devoted to the Buddha, and has long since ignored the affairs of the world. He is as heartless as you. Why do you care so much about Xiongchu?"
Lu Bei frowned, and said slowly, "It's Qinglong, she asked you to come, right?"
Seeing that Zhengqing was silent, he continued: "I think King Yuanji has already told you that the suzerain is Xinyuehu. What about you, who is the master?"
"Fang Ri Rabbit."
"..."
It really is.
Lu Bei twitched his lips, you monks are actually greedy for the secret realm, and even murdered people to steal goods. The six roots that you promised are pure, but the four that you promised are all empty?
If you can't do it, don't talk too much, learn from the suzerain, and swear that you will never share the sky with gambling and drugs, and you don't even mention the word Huang.
What is keeping your word.JPG
The puzzle was solved, no wonder Han Miaojun was forced to be a good person by Guan Xuantian Temple on his evil side, but he was free to come and go and became a tomb guard. It turned out that Xuantian Temple had a leading brother as an undercover agent.
Probably seeing the contempt in Lu Bei's eyes, Zhengqing smiled very carefreely: "The poor monk has a good apprentice, whose aptitude and understanding are rare in the world, only slightly inferior to Lu Sect Master, and his disposition is the same. He is not as cruel as Lu Sect Master. , and will not do one thing to the face and another behind the back, in order to protect him, the poor monk has to make a choice between willingness and willingness."
"What do you mean, the little bald head is not the opponent of Emperor Ji?" Lu Bei frowned, with an unprecedented seriousness.
"Emperor Ji's generation of heroes can guarantee the prosperity of humanity. The poor monk is not referring to him."
Zhengqing looked at the sky and murmured: "The general trend is irreversible, but this general trend is far from my Buddha's compassion. The poor monk can't find a correct solution, and the Buddha's heart is at a loss. "
"There is no limit to the sea of bitterness, and there is no shore to turn around. There is nothing to do, nothing to do."
"Come on, what is the general trend?" Lu Bei asked in a deep voice.
"Since Sect Master Lu doesn't know, it's better if he doesn't know. Like my disciple, the poor monk has to make a choice between willingness and willingness, and he is willing to protect Sect Master Lu." Zheng Qing shook his head slightly.
"Then you want to die!" Lu Bei grabbed Zhengqing's collar, raised his fist and bared his teeth.
"Right on my mind."
Zhengqing did everything he could, and he had no regrets in his heart. He faced life and death calmly, and even recited a rebirth mantra to himself.
"..."
The corners of Lu Bei's eyes twitched. The old monk was the master of the young monk. If he died at his hands, the young monk would definitely not let it go.
"Lord Benefactor Lu, please raise your hand to complete the old monk as soon as possible."
boom!
Begging to be beaten hard, Lu Bei threw Zhengqing over with a fist, and the golden body was smashed with sword intent, and then walked out of the void with his black and matte head clasped.
[You defeated Zhengqing and gained 25 billion experience. After judging the opponent's level, the difference is greater than 25 levels, and you will be rewarded with [-] billion experience]
"Because you also want to frame this suzerain, go ahead and dream!"
Lu Bei snorted coldly, it wasn't him bragging, he practiced for two and a half years, he touched more breasts than Zhengqing, and he never tried to lie to him.
It's his son, and one of them is indispensable, just wait for Xuantian Temple to go bankrupt!
"Speaking of which, little monk..."
"Lion Camel City..."
"Wonderful, Xuan is missing a high-level thug!"
Chapter 784 Think about it, it would be good to buy it back and use it as a stove
Lu Bei carried Zhengqing out of the void, thinking that the little monk had a good master, who not only had a high level of cultivation and a wealthy family, but also took special care of the calf. Unlike him, the cheap master kicked his legs and let go.
Jealousy made people look hideous, and Lu Bei immediately became unbalanced.
Why!
Why does the little monk have a master standing in front of him, he can practice with peace of mind without worrying about the wind and rain, and he can do whatever he wants, and every step he takes on the road of practice is a bloody footprint full of stories?
It has been 33 days since the unity of heaven and man. His upper body is heavenly heart, and his lower body is combined with the yin and yang avenue. His spiritual realm has increased day by day.
I can't!
Besides, if you can bear it, you can't bear it, otherwise the blood of the unlucky guy will be shed in vain!
Even for those unlucky people who fell at his feet, Gu Zongchen had to be dragged into the water.
Surrounded by the monks from Xuanlong's side, Zhao Yixian and others saw that Zhengqing was captured, and they were overjoyed to send out endless bragging, what kind of talent, what kind of past and present, forcibly blowing Lu Bei into a scripture of abandonment.
"Where is it, you guys are a little bit too old, and the jokes can't be taken seriously, just this once, don't talk about it in the future, after all, there is still a big gap between the previous suzerain and this suzerain." Lu Bei repeatedly waved his hands and refused to admit it, feeling sorry for abandoning the scripture ashamed.
On the side, Zhao Yan also saw that Zhengqing was captured alive, so he smiled slightly and was not much surprised.
Of course.
Compared with strongly recommending Jiang Suxin to ascend, it is much less difficult to persuade Zhengqing to let him go.
It would be unbelievable if Zhengqing won.
At this time, Zhao Yan was also worried. He and Zhengqing lived together under Qinglong's command, a Tail Fire Tiger and a Fang Ritu, and they had met each other several times, so they knew each other well.
Zhengqing came here under the order of Qinglong, and he couldn't protect himself from a big defeat. It's hard to say who will show up next.
"Just don't be Kang Jinlong, if it's him, Sect Master Lu is afraid..."
Zhao Yan also shook his head sadly, doing his best and obeying the destiny, he has done his best, Xuanlong has no money and fell into a war of attrition with Xiongchu.
Qinglong insisted on going his own way, so Xuanlong withdrew two thousand miles to the west, and gave Xiongchu the territory bordering the Yaozu, so that they could taste the bitterness of years of fighting.
Suddenly, a questioning gaze came over.
Zhao Yan also looked over, and it was Lu Bei who was surrounded by compliments. While the latter was humbly greeting, he was wary of Qinglong's arrival.
But it didn't. From the beginning to the end, Qinglong didn't seem to have any intention of showing up.
Lu Bei pondered for a moment, in case Zhengqing was robbed, pressed his bald head in his hand, and looked to the southeast: "The elites of Xiongchu are gathered together, such a great opportunity, how can we let them go easily, wait a moment In a moment, the suzerain will come as soon as he goes."
After finishing speaking, he took a step forward, and the golden light of his body disappeared.
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On the edge of the black mountain range, the monks of Xiongchu retreated again and again, and at this time they had already withdrawn from the border of Mulou.
Shen Ruohai tapped his fingers together, waved his sleeves to dissolve a water mirror, and watched the situation on the battlefield from the air.
In the eyes, it was Zhao Yixian's indifferent face, with a slight sarcasm, the two were fighting in the air, the water mirror was blurred, and nothing could be seen.
The fight was meaningless, Shen Ruohai stopped first, and looked sideways at Gu Yuanping: "I have practiced in isolated islands overseas for many years, and I don't know much about the master of Tianjian Sect. When did he become famous, why have I never heard of it before?"
Shen Ruohai doesn't know Lu Bei, but she recognizes Zhengqing, the abbot of Xuantian Temple, who is famous for being the only one I respect, and who is omnipotent in his dreams. The ultimate Mahayana monk who managed to lick a mouthful.
It stands to reason that the circle of the Mahayana period is so big, and she must have seen monks who can go back and forth with Zhengqing.
This person can't just pop out of a rock!
"Sect Master Lu has only been famous for a short time, so it's not surprising that you haven't heard of it."
Gu Yuanping frowned: "When was the last time my sister retreated?"
"three years ago."
"That's right, you can't possibly have heard of it."
"???"
A string of question marks floated across Shen Ruohai's head, making him even more confused.
"Sect Master Lu... from ordinary people to the Mahayana period, it is estimated to be about two and a half years. You retreated three years ago, and you just came out recently. Naturally, you don't know." Gu Yuanping explained.
Shen Ruohai: ∑(⊙_⊙;)
What do you mean, during a nap, a mortal left her far behind?
For a while, I felt melancholy.
Shen Ruohai knew that there was no shortage of geniuses in the world of cultivating immortals. Someone as amazing and talented as Lu Bei was like God's illegitimate child.
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