I practice ruthless way

After Xuan Ming and Xiao Man finished speaking, they bid farewell and left. Tiny Bird sent him off to the woods for a while, then turned back and rubbed Xiao Man's face.Xiao Man put it on Fu Zhu's head, took out the string of Buddhist beads, one of which turned red inexplicably, and explored it carefully under the moonlight.

The Buddha beads are still the same, and have not changed since the mysterious place of Juling Mountain.

Xiao Man looked at it for a while, then put it away, and three names emerged in his mind: Buddha Shrine, Wushi Jingzong, Hongyan Emperor Zhuangwangfo.

These are all related to Buddhism.Suddenly, Xiao Man recalled the battle between Dao and Demon in his previous life.

This battle was extremely tragic and tragic, all sects and factions joined forces to resist the devil, and at least two-thirds of the people were lost before the defeat was reversed.

Xiao Man didn't get involved.Back then, he wanted to go with him, but Yan Wushu left him on Xueyi Peak, saying that his life was in danger and he was not allowed to fight.But Yan Wushu left Gushan, Xiao Man had nowhere to inquire about the details of the battle, he only knew that the demons in this battle of Taoist demons were a group of monks who had fallen into evil ways.

These evil monks have a very high realm.The realm division of Buddhism is different from that of Taoism. According to the calculation of Taoism, they have six holy realms of great purity.At that time, the orthodox Buddhist sect was in its infancy, and its combat power was insufficient, while the Taoist sect, together with Yan Wushu, had a total of only three Taiqing holy realms.

These people suddenly appeared on the Xuantian Continent, no one could tell where their cultivation techniques were inherited from, they only knew that they came from the North Sea and wanted to occupy this piece of land.

Xiao Man frowned. Leaving aside the shrine, which was an evil thing that did not cause any real harm, could what happened in the secret realm of Giant Spirit Mountain be the foreshadowing of the battle between Dao and Demon?

The matter of the Wushi Jingzong happened for so long, the reason why Xiao Man didn't think about it in this direction was because there were still decades before the war between Dao and Demon in the previous life.But since his rebirth, many things have changed——Yan Wushu took ten years to kill the Sword Saint, and the followers of the Red Flame Emperor Zhuang Wangfo turned out to try to wake him up with blood sacrifices.

These are major events, and there are countless minor details that have undergone changes in silence, for example, Yan Wushu opened the door to accept disciples, for example, he arrived in Taixuan many years in advance.

So, will the battle between Dao and Demon be brought forward?

As soon as this thought came out, Xiao Man was horrified, and even his face turned pale.At this moment, Yan Wushu came back from the Kuhe Courtyard, stood opposite Xiao Man, carefully looked at Xiao Man's expression, and asked: "What did you think of, such an ugly face?"

After catching a glimpse of what Xiao Man was holding in his hand, he asked again: "Could it be that the color of the Buddha beads has darkened again?"

"How many holy realms are there in the current Xuantian Continent?" Xiao Man raised his eyelids suddenly, speaking quickly.

"There were originally four Taoist sects, but the sword sage died, but I am also in the holy realm of Taiqing now, so the number remains the same." Yan Wushu didn't know why he asked this, but he didn't hide it, "Well, the Buddhist sect has been around for hundreds of years. Some are in decline, and there is only Master Xuanming who is comparable to the Taiqing Holy Realm."

Xiao Man pursed his lower lip: "That's five."

Yan Wushu nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Xiao Man didn't answer.Seeing him like this, Yan Wushu moved forward a little, put his hand on Xiao Man's forehead, but was slapped away by Xiao Man's paralyzed face.

"What are you worried about?" Yan Wushu asked. Although Xiao Man's expression was serious, he was not without cuteness. Hands, will not fight."

...the Red Flame Emperor Building King Buddha.

Xiao Man frowned.This is a name that no one has ever heard of until the temporary suspension of the Taoist battle in the previous life.

He habitually twirled the beads, walked slowly twice in the open space beside the mountain stream, and looked at Yan Wushu: "During the Guangling test, you created a formation."

"Ah."

"Calculate the formation."

"Yes."

Xiao Man took a step towards Yan Wushu, fixed his dark eyes on him: "Have you ever used it to count the Buddha of the Red Flame Emperor Building?"

"I can't figure it out." Yan Wushu's expression became a bit weird, "In the deduction, it is just a name, the past is covered, and the future is hidden in the fog."

The light that lit up in Xiao Man's eyes dimmed, he lowered his eyes to look at the clear water in the stream, and continued to move the beads.

"Could it be that the dark pavilion found something?" Yan Wushu walked to his side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

"It's just my guess." Xiao Man said in a low voice, and then turned his head towards him, "Yan Wushu, I always feel that there is a force behind it, manipulating everything."

Xiao Man hadn't called Yan Wushu's name for a long time, and always called him "Ling Guangjun", except when he was angry, he called Yan Wushu by his first and last name, but Yan Wushu didn't dare to make him angry on purpose.

Hearing him like this, the tip of my heart seemed to be scratched by a feather, soft and itchy.

"But don't worry too much." Yan Wushu said in a drawn-out tone, "Even if the sky falls, I will help you."

"It doesn't have to be like that." Xiao Man said lightly.

Yan Wushu smiled: "Then let my son help you."

Xiao Man turned his head and stopped looking at Yan Wushu, who had been standing here with him for a long time.

As the moon gradually reaches the mid-heaven, the lights of thousands of houses below the mountain are dimmed, and the wind fades away the heat, bringing a bit of coolness.Yan Wushu went to feed Ah Tu a few spiritual herbs, and said to Xiao Man, "It's not early, the temple has arranged a meditation room, go to rest?"

"Please lead the way." Xiao Man did not refuse.

Kudan Temple had prepared guest houses for all sects and sects early in the morning. Yan Wushu took Xiao Man to the guest house assigned to Gushan. There are limited rooms here, and the two live together.

Xiao Man was able to accept that Yan Wushu, the noisy spirit, was wandering around him very well, so he chose a place to sit down without changing his face, and lowered his eyes to meditate and adjust his breath.

Yan Wushu fed Ah Tu some food in the yard, Ah Tu came up to play with him, and was driven to look for tits.He returned to the room, closed the door silently, sat diagonally across from Xiao Man, with a faint light on his fingertips, and began to make calculations.

It's a pity that not everything in this world can be deduced, the more important the relationship is, the harder it is to deduce.A person of such weight as the Red Flame Emperor Zhuang Wangfo can move his whole body with a hair, every movement he makes, every word he utters will have an impact on the future, there are countless variables, and it is naturally difficult to calculate.

Yan Wushu understood the reason, since he couldn't figure it out, he was not too persistent.

Two days before the meeting, monks from various Buddhist temples and sects came to Mount Kudan one after another, as did all sects of Taoism, and Mount Kudan was no longer as quiet as the first arrival.

There are novice monks who come to clean the guest house in the morning and evening. There is a clear pond in the courtyard, and a few lotus plants are planted in it.The flowers here bloom early, and in the current season, the tips of the petals have begun to turn yellow, and they are about to wither.

Xiao Man sat on the inner side of the corridor, in the shadow cast by the eaves, staring at a dragonfly flying and spinning on the lotus.

Yan Wushu leaned against the door.Xiao Man looked at the lotus and the dragonfly, he looked at Xiao Man, and after a while, he said, "The people from Gushan are coming soon."

"En." Xiao Manping responded flatly.

"As a master uncle, don't you want to see him?" Yan Wushu asked.

Xiao Man's tone was cold: "It's just a title."

"That's not the case, Little Phoenix." Yan Wushu took a few steps forward, turned around and stood in front of Xiao Man, and said seriously: "Everyone is grateful to you behind the secret realm of Juling Mountain."

The glow is the evening glow, the wind is the evening wind, blowing Yan Wushu's black clothes, ups and downs in the void, his silver hair was dyed crimson, glowing brightly, his eyes bent into fans when he smiled, besides being handsome, he is full of beauty. Kind of tempting.

But Xiao Man was expressionless, this man stood here, blocking his view of the dragonfly.

"It is you who are grateful." Xiao Man said.

"The 'me who is appreciated by everyone', can we ask our little uncle to get up and go somewhere else?" Yan Wushu stretched out his hand towards Xiao Man, and then added in a low tone: "Little Phoenix, you sit in this yard It's been two days."

Xiao Man sat on the spot without moving, in fact, he wanted to get up a little bit, because Yan Wushu was really an eyesore.

At this moment, sporadic and discordant voices came from the foot of the mountain.

"The play is coming, do you want to go to the play, little uncle?" Yan Wushu leaned forward, approached Xiao Man, and asked him in a low voice.

Xiao Man glanced at him, shook his sleeves and stood up, turned around to go back to the house, but Yan Wushu raised his hand to grab him, and took him to another place in the blink of an eye.

"You can see it more clearly here." Yan Wushu said with a smile.

They were standing on the high platform at the moment, and they could see the situation down the mountain at a glance.Sweeping down, Xiao Man figured out that the reason why the sound came out just now was because Gu Shan and the Yitian faction met when they went up the mountain.

The two sects are old rivals, one is in the east of Xuantian Continent, the other is in the west of Xuantian Continent, they both follow the way of swordsmanship, their heritage and inheritance are equal, the only difference is that the Yitian sect has not been as popular as Gushan in recent years.

In the Guangling Examination, Xiao Man had seen how much the two disciples disliked each other.

"You even watch plays from your own sect?" Xiao Man said sarcastically.

Yan Wushu spread his hands, with an innocent expression on his face: "It's also a kind of fun."

Xiao Man didn't think it was any fun at all.

Looking at the people in Gushan, the master is not here, all come are disciples, and looking at the Yitian sect, it is the same.

"Why let people see the joke." Xiao Man said.

"Little uncle taught me that." Yan Wushu smiled, rose against the wind, and flew down the mountain.

Yan Wushu brought Xiao Man together, but at the moment of settling down, he disappeared.

Only Xiaoman appeared in front of everyone.Xiao Man was about to frown immediately, he never wanted to be surrounded by everyone in Gushan.The disciples looked excited one by one, held their swords and saluted: "Little Master Uncle!"

The sound was loud and loud.

Xiao Man restrained his expression, stepped back half a step, and nodded in response.

Several members of the Yitian faction were also excited, and clasped their fists at Xiao Man: "Fellow Daoist Xiao!" They were the few people who had dealt with the black-robed monk of the Wushi Jingzong in the secret realm of Juling Mountain.

Xiao Man also nodded at them.

He stands between the two contending parties.

All the disciples of the Yitian Sect glanced at each other, and one of them stepped forward and said: "We are not ungrateful people. Fellow Daoist Xiao has saved our lives. For the sake of Fellow Daoist Xiao, I will let you go up the mountain first today!"