Bodhi

In fact, Su Xuechan agreed to meet at Shiwan Dashan, and he was not without doubts. Not only is this place far away from the Eastern Wilderness Sea, but even Yinglong may not let him run out alone after the incident of being plotted against by Uncle Feng. .It's just that the breath on the letter paper really belonged to the Bodhi tree, and the Bodhi he knew had an unconstrained temperament, so he believed most of this matter, and came here to make the appointment as promised.

He brushed away the intertwined branches and leaves, and the condensed light from his wrist and fingertips illuminated the water-stained leaves. He swept lightly with his peripheral vision, and then stepped towards the wide open space in front of him.

"Your Highness?" He asked aloud, his voice as clear as moonlight lingered among the ancient trees, "Bodhi?"

"I'm here, where are you?"

The woods are shady, and the mountain wind passes by, the endless branches and leaves are shaking, just like countless people whispering in the dark night.A bamboo green figure slowly walked out from the opposite side. It was so dark here that the color of the clothes was like a faint breath of water, lightly oozing out from the thick ink.

"I'm here," Wang Shu heard the young man's voice, as gentle and elegant as ever, "Wang Shu."

With the night wind blowing, Wang Shu's brows trembled slightly. He stared at the opposite side, smiled and said, "I'm here, why are you still so far away? What's the matter, just tell me now."

The young man's slender figure and snow-white face were gradually exposed to the drops of moonlight that fell from the forest tops. Irregular light spots jumped and passed over his body, quickly and vaguely reflecting the details of the corners of his eyes and brows. The streamers flowed behind him, winding out snake-like traces on the soft moss.

He stood still not far from Wangshu, raised his face and smiled, "I thought you wouldn't come."

Wang Shu smiled slightly, stroking a pearl hanging from the hilt of his waist with his fingers, he shook his head and said, "Since it was His Highness who personally wrote to call me, how dare Wang Shu not obey?"

Su Xuechan nodded and said approvingly: "That's right, I called Wang Shu here, and I really have something important to discuss..."

"However," Wang Shu interrupted his words, he looked around in a blink of an eye, and asked Su Xuechan doubtfully, "Why did Yinglong God let His Highness come out without authorization? Last time you were attacked by Uncle Feng... the injuries on your body are all Ok?"

Su Xuechan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's almost better a long time ago, I don't care what he will say."

"What's more..." Wang Shu pondered for a moment, then turned around and took a few steps on the spot, observing the surrounding environment, "This place is far away from the Eastern Wilderness Sea, how did your Highness come here?"

The smile on Su Xuechan's face faded slightly, he stared at Wang Shu, wondering: "What's wrong? You, don't you believe me?"

Wang Shu walked slowly, holding a dripping leaf from his side to observe carefully, and exposed half of his back unsuspectingly in front of Su Xuechan's eyes, he said vaguely: "How dare I not believe your highness? What's the matter, please little highness Just say it quickly."

Su Xuechan seemed to be relieved, he walked quickly towards Wangshu, smiled and said softly: "I thought you didn't believe me, it's because I chose such a remote place to meet you. In fact, Dihong's family recently To invite all the immortals from the Nine Heavens, so I had no choice but to sneak down with Li Yuan on my back..."

Wang Shu casually tilted his head, at this moment, a black light flashed in Su Xuechan's sleeve, just like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and a thunderbolt piercing the clouds, a dagger with a heavy black edge wrapped in a smoky aura and pierced towards Wang Shu's back heart like a broken bamboo!

The corner of his mouth already evoked an inevitable smile.

However, the development of the situation did not develop as he imagined. There was neither the smell of blood in the air, nor the crisp sound of the blade cracking silk. , collided fiercely with the dagger!

"Where is the evil spirit, dare to pretend to be someone else to deceive me?!" Wang Shu's sleeves were rolled up endlessly, and the long sword shone brightly, like a white moon.

The sword aura is overwhelming, just now, his sword intent and the dagger struck, and the splashed energy scattered in all directions, cutting many small and narrow cuts on the skin of "Su Xuechan", but the strange thing is that , those wounds did not see blood, as if what was broken was a glass man made of water, which could only penetrate invisible and transparent ripples, without even a little extra ups and downs.

Wang Shu's pupils shrank, and he stretched out his ten fingers, he had already pressed a clear jade ball between his fingers.

"... Jiuli Yushi."

The face of "Su Xuechan" finally released layers of ripples, like dripping water into a lake. With each wave, his facial features were wiped away, and his expression disappeared. After calming down, the person in front of him, although He still maintains the bodhi wood's figure and clothes, but his face is already blank, like rice paper that hasn't been stained with ink, it's so weird and frightening.

"As expected of Lord Luna." The voice hadn't changed yet, and it was still as gentle as jade, "Even a saint can't recognize my disguise at a glance, but Lord Luna can detect the flaws in it... Really shocking!" I was shocked. How did you find me?"

Wang Shu stood in the air, shaking the long sword in his hand, with a clear and stern killing intent in his eyes.

"Breath, your breath."

"Breath?" Master Yu asked strangely, pulling out a lock of long black hair that was as black as smoke from his palm, "I forged his breath based on the bodhi wood's hair strands, it should be flawless, and people can't tell any flaws. But after hearing what your lord said, I would like to hear more about it.”

Wang Shu smiled coldly: "Uncle Feng must have given this to you? It should have been a comprehensive plan for him to sneak up on His Highness Bodhi and take the opportunity to snatch a lock of hair from him, but it's a pity that I just suddenly remembered that his The fire poison in the palm is too domineering, to detoxify, you have to respond to the water yin power of the dragon god. Since you are pretending to be His Highness Bodhi, how can you not have dragon energy in your body now?"

Yu Shi nodded suddenly, and there was a little smile in his tone: "So that's the case, but we have kept a secret."

Wang Shufu said coldly again: "Why, now you want to take the opportunity to plot against? You and Uncle Feng are indeed strong opponents, but it's a pity that you have no chance of winning when you meet me."

While speaking, the night sky gradually became cloudy and narrow, and the clouds swirled and gradually piled up beside the bright moon hanging high in the night sky. There was a slight sound of wind around Yushi, and a thin and tall human figure emerged from the void.

Dark green cloak, hair tied in a jade crown, pupils a little green like will-o'-the-wisps, it was Feng Beilie.

"Master Wang Shu is too confident." Feng Beilie's eyes were dead silent, and there was a mocking, helpless smile in the corner of his mouth, "Until the last moment, who knows what the result will be like?"

Wang Shu looked at Feng Beilie, his face fluctuated for a moment, he said in a low voice: "Uncle Feng, the encounters between you and Jiuli and Chi You, my elder sister and I, as sky scouts, know everything. I know you are miserable, and I also know that Emperor Hong's personal morality is at a disadvantage in this matter..."

Feng Beilie's face suddenly burst into convulsive blue veins, the corners of his eyes cracked, and he roared in a hoarse voice: "Shut up! Shut up! You nine-day golden fairy, what right do you have to mention these things to me! You owe us this! , This is a debt that you will pay off forever, and now the retribution is coming, and the first ones are you group of so-called gods who know everything but are still insensitive!"

"Uncle Feng, calm down!" Wang Shu Qingjun showed impatience on his face, he held the long sword and said with compassion, "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, when will you have the chance to turn back and go ashore? You have sunk too deep in hatred , sooner or later you will destroy yourself, and also the Dongyi left by Chi You!"

Feng Beileu stopped talking, his chest heaved violently, his throat contracted, and he made a whooping sound like a bellows, as if someone had stabbed him in the heart with a hot iron when he was unprepared.On the other hand, Yu Lansang stood indifferently, with a blank face without sadness or joy, nor love or hatred.

After a long time, Feng Beilie laughed softly: "In that case, it's useless to talk more... Lord Moon God."

"...then there's no need to say any more." Wang Shu's gaze sank completely, and he shook the cold and clear sword in his hand, turning seven points of solemnity and three points of mourning into 12 points of killing intent, with one sword strike Breaking through the still night, a sword shook the cold pool, the moonlight splashed wantonly, and merged with the unstoppable sword edge, it was like a thunderbolt struck in the darkness!

Feng Beihun made a tactic with both hands, and instantly turned his body into thousands of flying afterimages, and instantly opened a formation covering the surrounding fields, enclosing all movements silently at the moment the sword energy exploded, and then he opened his hands. Thousands of screaming wind knives and snow blades cut at the head of Wang Shu who jumped up halfway!

Wang Shu was not afraid at all, while the blade moved and turned, the clear light like rain of flowers shot out in all directions, colliding heavily with the overwhelming cold blade.The howling wind and howling sword energy, under the two sides fighting each other, Wang Shu was finally slightly better, the sky was full of moonlight, bursting out thousands of miles of white light, spinning and shattering the endless sound of wind that Feng Beilie poured all his strength into!

At this moment, one can only see the snow rising to the sky, the moon chasing the waves, the strong wind blowing back the cold river, and the white night killing the cold sun.Wang Shu's lips and teeth uttered a sword-like cry. At the moment when he swung the long sword in his hand, he was the lonely feather clothes of the Taiqing Immortal, and the radiance of golden osmanthus, chasing the majestic and vast sky on Kunyu. Heavenly secrets, comprehend the mysteries of the Dao in life and death——

——If you are passionate, you can see the mirror of leaving people, and the lingering lonely moon shines on the white head.

Even if this kind of moonlight cannot replace the passing of time and make people bald, but it has thousands of frosty waves, which are enough to reflect everything in the world into the vastness of snow and whiteness!

Feng Beilie lost to Wang Shu, was hit hard on the chest, spat out a mouthful of red blood, plowed the ground and fell tens of meters, slamming into the huge bluestone behind!

Wang Shu flicked his long sword, his eyebrows were slightly drawn, he stood in mid-air, his bright plain robes curled up like flowing clouds, his face was full of brilliance, he said softly: "I told you, you have no chance of winning."

Feng Beilie was trembling all over. He stretched out his arms and propped himself up from the ground, ignoring the blood dripping down from his lips. Those eyes burning with phosphorous green fire were like poisonous snakes, as if they would be ready to kill at any time. He can follow his line of sight out of his eye sockets, and bite anyone he catches to death. He smiled coldly and said, "Not necessarily, Mr. Wang Shu? Have you forgotten the other person?"

Wang Shu's pupils shrank, but before he could respond, he heard the wind behind him, and he hurriedly pulled away and swung his sword to block, only to see Yu Lansang holding a black dagger, taking advantage of Wang Shu being attracted by Feng Beilie At the moment when he lost his attention, he lurked up again, trying to assassinate Wang Shu in vain!

Wang Shu's eyes were dark, and the moment he turned around, he bounced off Yu Lansang's attack. There was a cold voice in the air, and sparks splashed everywhere. I have been in a high position in Jiuli for a long time, why even this..."

Just when he was about to say "Why don't you even know this", he saw a slight tremor from the sword in his hand, and he moved his eyes down, only to see the place where it met the dagger, and at some point, it was dyed. A filthy and dark color, on Qing Lingling's sword body, is particularly eye-catching and dazzling.

"What is this..." He frowned deeply, and before he could study it carefully, he heard a gust of wind behind his ears. This time, Wang Shu couldn't avoid it. The golden blood was shot in all directions, and he suddenly blocked the murmur behind his clenched teeth, then turned his hand and swung his sword, trying to block the second swung blade!

Wang Shu covered his wound, looked back staggeringly and in amazement, and saw another Rain Master who was exactly the same as the previous one floating behind him, with the same body and posture as the previous one.His jaw was tense, and he felt a sharp pain of flesh being eroded and rotting immediately from the wound. Just this one moment made his body covered in cold sweat, and his vision began to faintly slacken.

"Jiuli Yushi can not only transform into thousands of people, but also has the body of three thousand Yuze. Mr. Wang Shu, you haven't forgotten it?" The two identical Yushi laughed, "As the omniscient heaven Patrolman, it's not easy to make such a low-level mistake!"

"You guys...on the dagger..." Wang Shu trembled all over, sweat profusely, even his lips began to turn black and blue, "What did you put on..."

Feng Beilie smiled.

"Nothing, Mr. Luna." He swayed from the ground and stood up, taking the time to say, "I just borrowed a little bit from Pangu's navel. Mr. Luna is very knowledgeable, so I don't know what Pangu's navel is." stop?"

Pangu navel!

Wang Shu's pupils trembled violently, he roared fiercely, and wanted to cut off the polluted flesh on his back with the long sword in his hand, but he felt that his entire right arm seemed to be paralyzed and he couldn't lift it up, and it kept gushing out. The blood wetted the cloth, and then trickled down the arm, and the moment it dripped down the fingertips, it had already changed from light gold to dark brown mixed with black.

"You guys... actually used the Pangu navel..." He panted intermittently, and even a frightening bruise appeared on his lips, "In the past, Chi You... died because of the Pangu navel... But now... you ..."

A gloomy look rolled over Feng Beilie's face. He watched the situation on the court turn sharply downwards, and he couldn't help sneering: "A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye... Isn't this fair? Everything he endured in the past is now It's up to you to pay back!"

As he said that, he looked at Shu's precarious state, and couldn't help but smile even more happily: "How does it feel to be polluted by the most filthy world, Mr. Moon God, who is pure and flawless?"

Seeing that Wang Shu was just covering his wounds and panting without speaking, Feng Beilie said again: "Of course, as long as Lord Moon God is willing to cooperate with us and pass all this on to the Yaozu and the real Bodhi in Yinglong Palace, maybe we can still sit still Come down and have a good discussion, and it won't be so stiff, what do you think?"

Wang Shu reluctantly said: "How do you want to evade?"

"The person who hurt you is the power of the monster clan. They coveted the power of the gods, so they used the Pangu navel to harm you; the one who attracted you here is the Bodhi tree of Yinglong Palace. Because they had an affair with the monster clan, they took the opportunity to kill you. How did you lead here...?"

Wang Shu panted heavily, let go of his trembling right hand, smashed the sword on the ground, and pulled out another long sword from the bleak moonlight with his left hand, and said coldly: "It's not good... what you said , full of loopholes...unconvincing..."

Feng Beihun looked at his movements coldly, and said with the same smile on his face: "What's the point? The words can be repaired slowly in the future, and the reasons can be slowly thought about in the future. The most important thing now is not the sincerity of the adults to cooperate with us." ?"

Wang Shu laughed hoarsely, he raised his long eyebrows, and even though the corners of his mouth were still covered with dirty blood foam, he still shouted loudly: "Stop dreaming!"

Before the words fell, a white light shot towards Feng Bei Lie like a moon arc splashing on the face!

Feng Beilie's complexion did not change, his figure swayed, and then he pulled out countless blurred afterimages in the air, letting the sharp and undiminished sword light cut his sleeves and penetrate his skin, in the splash of blood, only I heard another harsh sound of a sharp weapon breaking flesh!

——Wang Shu's face was like gold paper, and he spurted out a big mouthful of black blood!

A pitch-black short sword had already been inserted into his belly, and the source was firmly held in Feng Beilie's hands.

Feng Beilie turned the hilt of the sword slowly but firmly, so the sound of flesh and blood being gouged out from Wang Shu's body came out, making teeth sour.

Feng Beilie stretched out his other hand, and dug out the exquisitely carved jade bead from between Wang Shu's fingers. Wang Shu convulsed and trembled in severe pain, without even the strength to move or resist, and his throat gurgled. , only to watch him take that jade bead.

"This is the letter fire for summoning Moon Attendant, right?" Feng Beilie thought thoughtfully, "I heard that Moon Attendant's power comes from the Moon God, if I open the barrier now, crush the letter fire, and attract them to come "What do you think the outcome will be?"

In the dark dense forest, there are countless figures holding swords.

Wang Shu's eyes turned black, and the most filthy power kept rushing and tainting his originally innocent and clear veins, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, as if he had fallen into a sea of ​​fire, and he couldn't even say a word "no".

Feng Beilie looked at his painfully convulsed face, and suddenly smiled lightly.

"—Then why don't we try it?"