You Buddha is merciful and cool [Rebirth]

Zhu Jueyun went to the Gaya Hall in October, but he did not return until November.

The Central Plains ushered in a bloody battle.

Tong Jing colluded with Jianxiu and wanted to use external force to bruise Gaya Temple. At that time, most of the dormant forces were wiped out, and the gunpowder buried in the temple was also removed.

On the second day, all sword repairmen in Dongsheng Shenzhou were dispatched.

Sword cultivators used to be the only branch of the family. Although the middle way has declined, the emaciated camels are bigger than horses. Moreover, sword cultivators were born to overcome Buddha cultivators. This battle was not easy.

There are about half a month in the vicinity of the Central Plains, and there are few people. There are still men in their prime of life at home. Not a single person was to be seen.

The limbs and remains of people who fell from the sky often fell on the women's freshly washed clothes, rubbing a large amount of blood.

The woman saw it from the window, but she didn't dare to pick it up. She could only ask the man at home to bring it back for her, and soaked it in a basin of water to wash away the bloody water.

Then hang out as usual.

Once the hero draws his sword, it will be another ten years of calamity for the common people. ①

In a battle between a sword cultivator and a Buddhist cultivator, one side must be defeated.

The snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, and everyone in the rivers and lakes wants to be a fisherman.

Wu Xiu arrived at noon the next day.

The soul cultivator arrived on the third day.

Above the Buddhist hall, several people had blood on their clothes and wounds on their faces. They closed their eyes quietly and sat cross-legged on the futons to meditate.

The golden Buddha statue looked down at the crowd with a kind smile on its face.

The scene is weird and laughable.

Suddenly the bell rang outside.

The group got up without saying a word, and flew to meet the next wave of battle.

Zhu Jueyun stretched out his hand and led Cao Gu to stand on a high place, looking coldly at the crowd below.

The person in charge of the sword cultivator is Da Neng Wucheng named Yuanyingqi, and this is the third time he has attacked the Gaya Hall.

The triple golden Arhat lived in the center of the crowd, sharing most of the firepower.

This battle is doomed to become more and more difficult to fight, because the one who survives to the end is not a good one.

Suddenly a sword flew from behind, Zhu Jueyun dodged it, Cao Gu struck out at the same time, drawing a long golden thread, which slowly dissipated in the air, the magic subduing pestle was extremely fast, but the sword owner was also extremely difficult to deal with, from the room The top jumped out, the sword had already fallen in his hand, and he directly raised the sword and rushed forward.

The Subduing Demon Pestle is not suitable for melee combat, Zhu Jueyun took a step back, Cao Gu moved freely in the air, swiped quickly, circled the golden light path, and clashed with the sword, blocking one by one, the two were too fast to be seen by the naked eye.

This person's skills are extraordinary, Zhu Jueyun counted all the people in the sword training in his mind, and he probably knew who it was.

Obviously this person was coming for him, and it was only for a while if he could hold it back, so he didn't beat him to death at all, and only cared about tying his hands and feet.

Zhu Jueyun frowned, and suddenly moved his fingers in his sleeve.

The Demon Subduing Pestle spun at high speed in the air, turning into a spiral that could die on touch, and charged towards the man.

The man turned around suddenly, and with a bang, the blade of the sword collided with the subordinating pestle and sparked violently.

Between the lightning and the flint, a big knife swung over——

Blood spattered three feet high.

The man opened his eyes and knelt straight on the ground.

Zhong Wu swung the long knife on his shoulder and said casually, "Can you do it?"

Zhu Jueyun recalled the subduing magic pestle to his hand: "When did you come?"

"Yesterday," Zhong Wu said, "I came with my father, have you ever heard of it, fighting against brothers, fighting against father and son?"

Zhu Jueyun suddenly smiled: "Father and son soldiers? If you don't take advantage of it and cut off your father, you will be regarded as filial piety."

Zhong Wu whistled and said: "Those who know me can be far away."

Mingli kicked away a sword cultivator disciple, gritted his teeth from below and said, "Diaodu! What are you watching!"

Zhong Wu raised his eyebrows at him: "This time the sword cultivators are dispatched in full force, and after this extermination, there is no room for recovery."

"We can deal with soul cultivators together again."

The two looked at each other, clapped their hands, and jumped off the roof.

Martial arts disciples poured into the Gaya Hall together.

All the buddhas thought they were enemies rather than friends, so they were on alert for a while.

However, as soon as these people entered the door, they swung swords, guns and sticks and rushed towards Jianxiu.

All Buddha cultivators:? ?

All Swordsmen:? ?

Why hit me? ? ?

Zhong Wu raised his voice and laughed loudly: "Go back and have a message with your master. I and the master of Fulong Mountain are brothers who have passed their fates. Where there is him, I will naturally be indispensable."

Ming Li frowned fiercely, and shot Zhu Jueyun sharply.

Zhu Jueyun pretended not to see, turned sharply with his hands, Cao Gu brushed past his ear, and shot into the chest of a man holding a sword with a 'poof' sound.

Ming Li turned his head, only then realized that he almost capsized in the gutter and was injured by someone's back arrow.

There was no feeling of gratitude in his heart.

If Zhu Jueyun colluded with Wu Xiu, it would definitely not be a good thing for Gaya Palace.

Obviously the forces are equal, and even the Gaya Hall is a head higher. If the opponent has other forces, the balance will tilt.

With the addition of Wu Xiu, the battle gradually became clear.

In front of the main hall of the Gaya Temple, it was soaked black with blood, and it couldn't be washed clean even after heavy washing.

Ming Li was struck by swords, and a bloodstain was drawn on his face from his eyebrows to his chin.

He is actually a Buddhist wizard.

A person's talent can be seen from his appearance.

Mingli is already a triple golden body, but he is still just a teenager.

This at least shows that it has been less than five years since he entered the foundation building period, and it has also been less than a hundred years from the double golden body to the triple golden body.

Therefore, there is no change in appearance, and the breakthrough has never been blocked.

Maybe even Zhu Jueyun couldn't match his talent.

And he is also extremely firm, his eyes never waver, which is rarer than talent.

Zhu Jueyun had never seen this person in Gaya Temple in his previous life.

He is a new character after Fate has been reworked.

Perhaps it was to balance the forces, so that the Gaya Temple lost one distance and one more Mingli.

Zhu Jueyun seemed to see himself in his previous life in him.

So defiant and ambitious, too.

Ming Li threw the staff in front of him, furious: "Diao Du, you actually colluded with Wu Xiu!"

At this time, the remaining living people are already cleaning up the battlefield, dragging out the dead one by one, killing those who are not completely dead, putting the dead of one's own side in one pile, and putting the dead of the enemy in another pile .

But in the end, it will all be burnt out.

Zhu Jueyun suddenly saw a figure flashing past, and frowned.

Ming Li reprimanded: "You know that you are not of my race, so your heart must be different! Today he helps you, tomorrow—"

Zhu Jueyun said in a deep voice, "Come here!"

His sudden voice startled Ming Li, but he saw that Zhu Jueyun was not talking about himself. He turned his head and followed Zhu Jueyun's line of sight, and he was talking about a man wearing three layers of clothing little monk.

The little monk froze for a moment, then walked forward.

Zhu Jueyun's voice was angry: "Stop!"

Ming Li glanced at this person up and down, and became suspicious: "Where are you from, why haven't I seen you?"

The man put on a cloak and covered his whole body tightly, and he could vaguely see that he was a young man.

Zhu Jueyun stepped forward in two steps, grabbed him with one hand, and took him away.

"I still have something to do, let's talk about it another day."

Ming Li: "You!"

He was still about to chase, but suddenly Zhu Jueyun looked back at him.

His eyes were extremely fierce.

This was the first time he had seen this person so angry since he knew him.

He stopped with a cold face, feeling very upset.

Zhu Jueyun led the people all the way to the corner, and lifted the hat off his cloak.

Qu Cong kept his face stiff and didn't speak.

Zhu Jueyun said angrily: "What else do you not dare to do!"

Qu Conggu was startled by his yelling, and tears fell down.

He traveled thousands of miles to find someone, and he hid alone for several days. He was already full of hard work, but when he saw Zhu Jueyun and was yelled at by him, he immediately turned into full of grievances.

Seeing the tears, Zhu Jueyun immediately lost most of his temper.

But he was still full of anger, shock, fear, and some regret, pressing against his limbs, spleen and stomach, and he couldn't say soft words to coax him for a while.

Qu Conggu didn't speak, neither did he.

The two stood facing each other in silence.

Qu Cong shed tears uncontrollably, hating himself for being spineless, he wiped hard and said, "Don't worry, I'm leaving today, I won't stay here to bother you."

"Qu Conggu!" Zhu Jueyun gritted his teeth and said.

Then he felt that his tone was indeed not good, so he softened and said, "How dare you—"

"You know that swords have no eyes, and the Gaya Hall is already insane. They kill anyone they see. How dare you get involved?"

Qu Conggu shouted: "You take care of me, I'm happy!"

Suddenly Zhu Jueyun was speechless.

Even though he had a lot of reason, Qu Conggu's sentence was too much to say.

Qu Conggu waved his sleeves and was about to leave, but he grabbed him and hugged him in his arms.

Xiao Shizi was so angry that he struggled for a while, only for a couple of times, and stopped moving.

He was so worried that he couldn't sleep well every night, and his hands trembled every day when he received letters from the front on Fulong Mountain.

He really couldn't stay any longer, so he came out.

Zhu Jueyun asked him: "Where have you been? Are you injured?"

"I found a family of hunters, gave him money, and lived in a wing," Qu Conggu said. "I only sneaked out when I heard that there was a war. I was good at work and was not injured."

He even boasted about himself.

Zhu Jueyun laughed angrily, and said: "Kungfu so that I can be caught right?"

Qu Conggu paused for a moment, then said, "I let you see it on purpose."

Zhu Jueyun: ...

"I wanted to see if you could recognize me, but you had a bad tone when you came up," he said, "I don't want you to see it again."

"You are too annoying, Zhu Jueyun."

Zhu Jueyun let out a long breath, pressed him against his chest, and said, "I was wrong."

No matter how blind the sword is, no matter how dangerous the situation is, no matter how much the two of them have promised, it is still his fault.

He shouldn't be angry with Qu Conggu at any time, not only because he loves him and loves him.

It was because Qu Conggu himself knew it well.

He is not pampered and is responsible for his actions.

It's not Zhu Jueyun's turn to criticize the lesson.

Zhu Jueyun could only say: "Don't do this next time."

The tone had to be more gentle.

Qu Cong said ruthlessly: "You should also have a taste of fear!"

Notes:

①From: "Tian Xingjian·End" by Yan Leisheng