That monk has a dragon [Rebirth]

The weather in the south is changeable. Yesterday it was clear and the sun was hot, but today it was cloudy and heavy rain.

When Si Huai woke up, the seat next to him was already empty, and he didn't hear a response from the outside after calling twice. Guessing that Lingjun might have gone out, he sat up slowly.

Probably because he ate too many lychees last night, his throat was so dry like a handful of sand, and even his voice became hoarse. He leaned on the bed and rubbed the swollen eyebrows, the corners of his eyes Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a bowl of fire-reducing soup placed beside the bed.

The color of the soup is not thick, but there is a bit of sweetness in the bitterness, and there is also a bit of scalding temperature, presumably Lingjun has just left not long ago.

Last night Lingjun had agreed to bid farewell to the sheriff and then left Gui'an. Now it was raining again early in the morning, but he was nowhere to be seen. He must have gone to the sheriff to say goodbye.

only……

Thinking of the disciples of the Liang family he met last night, Si Huai always felt a little flustered, afraid that they would find Lingjun and say something they shouldn't.

After thinking about it for a while, he still decided to go out to find Lingjun. Even if he went out of the city in the heavy rain, he would feel more at ease than staying in Gui'an County.

The coir raincoat hanging on the wall was worn away by Lingjun, Si Huai rolled up his sleeves and trousers, took the oil-paper umbrella behind the door and went out with it.

The rain slanted slightly, and half of his clothes were wet when he passed through a small courtyard, but he didn't seem to notice it. He hesitated for a while when he stretched out his hand to pull the courtyard door. courtyard wooden door.

A group of immortal disciples dressed in purple was blocked outside the door. The patterns on the clothes were the same as those of the Liang family disciples last night. The leader was a man in his 50s and [-]s, holding a bag in his arms. His saber must be the suzerain of the Liang family of Xianmen.

The common people who came and went stopped to watch from a distance. The Liang lord seemed to be waiting for people to watch. He turned his head and glanced at the whispering crowd. A sham smile with no emotion appeared on his face, and he pretended to be familiar and asked: "Master Shenlong, it's early in the morning and it's raining again, where are you going?"

He and Lingjun came here because of the epidemic in Gui'an. The people here know their identities, and they will greet them politely and thank them occasionally when they see them, but no one has ever blocked the gate with such a big fanfare, smiling so much. Generally malicious.

"Your Excellency is Sect Master Liang, right?" Si Huai vaguely guessed that they came because of what happened last night, but it was not easy to tell the truth in the street, so he had to perfunctoryly say: "I have something urgent to go out, and I don't have time to entertain Sect Master Liang. I still hope to forgive you."

"Is it urgent? Are you going out of the city?" A stern look flashed in Sect Master Liang's eyes. He still maintained a fake smile on his face, and his voice was much colder, "Gui'an is the boundary of my Liang family. You are here My Liang family hurt my son and disciple, are you going to leave like this?"

"Sect Master Liang really came here for this matter." Si Huai sneered, raised the umbrella in his hand and walked past two disciples holding swords by the door, and said slowly: "If it is because of this matter, Sect Master Liang You should ask them what they did first, right?"

"No matter what they did, they didn't hurt you at all." Sect Master Liang moved in front of him, and the smirk on his face was finally torn off, and he changed into a questioning tone.

"You killed one of my disciples in Lancang Mountain, but you are the god of dragons and immortals respected by all people. Even for the sake of Minghua Temple and Master Shengchan, I can only calm down. But now you are hurt again. My only son and my two disciples, my Liang family is also a member of the immortal sect, so I can't swallow my anger like this? Should the immortal give an explanation to the suzerain?!"

His tone was already a bit aggressive, and he seemed as if he would not leave unless he explained. More and more people stopped around to watch. After hearing these words, they all started discussing. He frowned, but it was not good to just leave without saying a word under the eyes of everyone.

"Confession?" Si Huai's tone also cooled down, and he looked at Sect Master Liang coldly, and said in a deep voice: "They uttered foul words first, shouldn't they be taught a lesson? Sect Master Liang asked me to explain Before, shouldn't they be brought over to make an apology?"

"What filthy language? I don't know what they said, so that the immortal can show his power and hurt people? And my five disciples, how did he speak so rudely that he ended up dead?" Sect Master Liang deliberately He raised his voice, looked around at the crowd who were whispering, and showed a satisfied expression.

Si Huai's downcast gaze flashed a gloomy look, and the fingers holding the umbrella handle couldn't help but increase a little bit of strength.

He knew that the person in front of him would not expose this matter easily, but he was able to make such an inch because he would not do it in front of so many people, but in the face of such persecution, he could not tell why he said it Shots hurt people, even kill people.

Exhaling heavily, Si Huai was planning to make a humble apology to minimize the matter, but before he could say anything, the person on the opposite side laughed out loud, fixed his unfriendly eyes on his face, and said: "Shenlong Immortal can't tell you? Why don't you come and tell me for you?"

Si Huai gave a "thud" in his heart, and immediately knew what he was going to say. A look of panic covered his entire face, and when he said "slowly", he was covered by Sect Master Liang's louder voice. .

"You and Master Lingjun behaved intimately, and often hugged each other when no one was around. You behaved so badly, did you really think that no one saw it? You didn't know how to restrain yourself during the day, and you didn't know that you slept in the bed at night. What kind of shameless thing would you do on a bed! You have practiced transformation for hundreds of years, and if you do this kind of thing with a monk, you are not afraid of blaspheming the gods and being bombarded by five thunders?!"

"Shut up!" Si Huai's eyes were stern, with a hint of warning.

Sect Master Liang was frightened by such gazes, and quickly laughed again, taking a step back, allowing more space for the onlookers to see clearly what was going on inside.

"At the beginning, my poor disciple speculated wildly without evidence and offended your reputation and died in Lancang Mountain. We admit it; last night they just said these things in a fit of anger because of the injustice of the dead junior, and you will They were injured, and they threatened to kill them if they talked nonsense. Why, your reputation is important, and my disciple's life is not important?"

"What about the eminent monks with immeasurable merit? What about the divine dragons with profound cultivation? Don't you dare to admit it when you dare to do such a shameful thing?! My disciples saw you lying down with your necks wrapped around your necks with your own eyes. Now I say in the street Come out, are you going to slaughter my Liang family and kill everyone who heard about it in Gui'an County!?"

"I tell you to shut up!" The moment Si Huai yelled these words in a low voice, the Shanhe Sword had already appeared in his hand, and a cyan-blue sword light swung out, forcing the presence of the cold sword Everyone took a few steps back.

Sovereign Liang sacrificed the saber he held in front of his chest, and barely stood still in front of him. Seeing that the crowd watching around had dispersed as if fleeing for their lives, he snorted disdainfully, raised his hand and pulled out the sword When he came out, the tip of the sword with a cold light pointed at Si Huai.

"Are you angry?" His voice was neither soft nor heavy, just enough for everyone around him to hear clearly, "The immortal sect is in awe of Buddhism, but it doesn't mean that everything will be backed down. My Liang family is a master of the immortal sect, and the young master is hurt. , Disciple is dead, if you can make big things into small things and make things peaceful, wouldn't you be reduced to the laughing stock of immortals and Buddhas?!"

"According to what you said, what should I do?" Si Huai slightly raised his eyelids just to cover up the bright red mole, and an imperceptible trace of dark blue smudged in the pitch-black pupils, bringing a trace of treacherous hostility.

"I want you to come to my Liang family to apologize in person, and kneel in front of the grave of my dead man for seven days to apologize to him!" Sect Master Liang swung his saber obliquely downward, and the rain was cut off by the thin blade, and turned into a sword again. Beach water stains confluence.

He said: "You do such a thing that ruins the reputation of Buddhism, you don't deserve to be admired by the world! Buddhism raises people like you, and you don't deserve to be worshiped by incense! They are both practicing Taoism, because of Lingjun and you, Buddhism Overwhelming the Immortal Sect, I want the world to know how unbearable the so-called eminent monk and you, the highly praised immortal, are!"

Si Huai stared into his gaze coldly, and the hand holding the Shanhe sword condensed several cultivation bases into the sword body, and asked in a deep voice, "What if I don't want to?"

"Then you can't blame me!" Sect Master Liang said in a cold tone, the sword in his hand glowed with a strong purple light, and he swung it towards the person facing him amidst the cold rain.

Si Huai jumped into the air with just a few feet, and a sword light that was dodged hit the wall behind him straight, and the wall made of white stone bricks fell down with a "boom".

Sect Master Liang saw that he retreated, but his moves became more fierce. The several sword qi that were slashed out one after another were full of murderous intent, and they brushed Si Huai's side dangerously, cutting off a strand of black hair.

Si Huai's murderous intentions were forced by his successive killing moves, the blue color in his eyes became more and more intense, seeing that another strike of sword energy was heavier than before, but he stopped in the void and did not dodge.

The Shanhe sword came out of his hand, and circled around him at a speed invisible to the naked eye, forming a blue-blue transparent barrier, resisting the oncoming sword energy.

The pure and almost transparent blue light surrounded Si Huai's body, exuding an inexplicably frightening aura. The Shanhe Sword groaned softly, and was held in his hand the next moment, with an irresistible aura. The posture is towards the person below who is swinging the sword wildly.

The person and the afterimage of the sword still remained in the void, but the rightful master had already arrived behind Sect Master Liang, a glaring red dripped down the tip of the sword, reflecting the color of his throat.

"You..." The crisp sound of the long sword hitting the ground shattered the sound of the rain. Sovereign Liang stretched out his hand to cover his bloody neck, and uttered a single sound with difficulty. His eyes widened unwillingly, and he fell straight behind him. go down.

"Kill... Kill! Kill!"

The rest of the Liang family disciples shouted in panic, but they didn't flee like the onlookers. They drew out their swords one after another, shouted with momentum and rushed forward.

Si Huai closed his eyes slightly, listening to the sound of chaotic footsteps trampling on the rainwater behind him, and when he opened them again, the dark ink was gone in his eyes, and a cyan light appeared in his eyes, and finally turned into the shape of a Buddha lotus Hiding into the slightly dilated pupils, there was a murderous aura.

Dozens of swords fell towards Si Huai's position at the same time, but the figure in front of him turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated little by little in front of his eyes. Everyone only felt a pain in their wrists, and the sound of weapons falling to the ground rang out loudly.

Si Huai's figure reappeared above the void, like a god aloft, looking down at the tiny beings below with a chilling killing intent.

The disciples of the Liang family only felt that the rain in June was more piercing than the frost in winter, and they stared blankly at the man above who had condensed his sword power, and the rain falling around them was attracted by the sword energy of Shanhe Sword , turned into ice needles glowing with cold air.

The Shanhe sword fell with the posture of piercing the sky, and it was about to fall on the heads of the group of disciples. A golden Buddha's light suddenly appeared in front of them, and the incomprehensible golden Sanskrit was like a flowing wall. The cold and murderous aura of Shanhe Sword was gone.

"Si Qizhou!"

An angry call came into Si Huai's ears, and almost instantly, the blue color in his eyes disappeared, and the black pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Ling who was standing not far away in a panic. Juan.

Si Huai slowly fell from the void, the umbrella in his hand had long been chopped into shreds by the messy sword energy, and the falling raindrops drenched his clothes.

But when he saw Lingjun, his heart turned cold, he opened his mouth, and even forgot what to say.

Lingjun saw it... saw him killing people... saw him lose control and wanted to kill these people too...

Then did he also hear the rumors that spread... Did he also feel that these things they did were shameful...

Si Huai's mind was like a pond on a rainy day, surrounded by ripples and ripples. Seeing Lingjun approaching him step by step, he subconsciously started to back away, and whispered: " It's not me...it's not me...I didn't mean to...I didn't want to kill people..."

Lingjun didn't know if he heard what he said, his face was terribly gloomy, Si Huai stared closely into his eyes, desperately hoping for him to say something, but also afraid of what he would say.

Seeing that he had come close, Si Huai suddenly pushed him away heavily, still repeating what he said just now, his figure had rushed into the boundless rain, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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