The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

Lingran was awakened by a sudden knock on the door.

He straightened up like a carp, jumped up from the bed, and rubbed his eyes.I do not know when the rain gradually turned down, the window was half closed, and there were hazy slanting shadows of tree branches on the white paper.

The branches swayed endlessly in the wind, and the shadows were like ghost claws.There was only the last stub of the candle on the table, dripping a puddle of wax tears.

It must have been midnight.

At this time, who will come to Dong'an Temple to look for him?

He searched slowly for his shoes.After searching for a long time, before he could find the pair of straw shoes he was wearing, the door panel slammed and was pushed open vigorously from the outside.

The officer surnamed Li rushed in first, his clothes were wet, and he put his hand on the knife on his waist, looking at him and grinning. "You boy, you are indeed here!"

Ling Ran was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that he had promised to go to Nanyuan today.He went there before noon, but he didn't meet anyone, and he squatted in the water prison for some inexplicable reason. I don't know how this official sent to find Dong'an Temple!

He touched his head with his hands in embarrassment, his hands were slippery, and he didn't hang up at all.I don't know when he changed back to the appearance of a little monk.

The hand stroking the light head trembled.

broken!

The officer narrowed his eyes very thinly, looked at him from bottom to top, and smiled coolly. "So you are a monk!"

The tone is yin and yang.

Lingran also smiled, and put her index finger on her lips, "Shhh—"

A pair of black and white distinct eyes were bent, as if a pool of spring water had suddenly been wrinkled.

The officer looked at him and was stunned for a moment.

The next moment, Lingran did several backflips in succession lightly, jumped over the window with a whoosh, and escaped.

"Hey! Where are you going, little monk?!" The official was taken aback for a moment, then became furious, and led many people to chase after him.

The long-abandoned Dong'an Temple is lit with torches tonight.The official surnamed Li brought hundreds of people, and when he went out, he straddled his sword and mounted his horse. The horse's hooves sounded loudly, and the torches reflected hideous faces. ——It turned out to be the one-word serpentine formation of the Tang army killing the Quartet.

Lingran panicked and didn't choose her way, and cold white afterimages flew out of the grass with her bare feet.

It was raining at night.

Lingran turned around and ran to the depths of the more desolate Shaoling Plateau, behind him were hundreds of officials waving flags and cheering.

Live the day!

Just escaped from prison, seeing that he had to be arrested again.

Lingran ran and thought frantically, the old monk is still left in the temple, I don't know if he is safe or not... Forget it, take care of yourself first.

He fled all the way, like a headless fly, he didn't know where he fled, he only felt that the dense forest was deep, and a cliff with a broken wall appeared in front of him, with hundreds of officials chasing soldiers behind him.

It's broken, there's no way out now!

The night in the sky was getting darker and darker, and the turbid yellow rainwater washed down from the broken wall and splashed muddy all over the ground.

Looking back, Lingran saw a snake-shaped torch burning in the night rain.

The torch was like a burning python, winding towards him, aggressively attacking.

Lingran subconsciously glanced at the ring finger of his left hand, the black snake is still sleeping, and he doesn't know when Comrade Da Lang will recover his spiritual power.

There was no way for him to escape, he was so exhausted, and he hadn't eaten for a whole day and night, there was really no way out!I had no choice but to smash the pot and sit down on the barren slope.Behind is a cliff of ten thousand feet, and the front is turned around to see Tang Jun who is like a wolf and a tiger.

He finally let out a long sigh, straightened the round collar of his white coat, brushed off the cuffs, and smiled slightly in the rain.

After about a cup of tea, the official surnamed Li finally arrived. He put his hands on his knees, gasping for breath, and waved at him repeatedly, but couldn't speak.

Lingran thought, this is probably a negotiation with him.

He raised his eyelids and looked over one by one.I found that although these people are sitting on horseback, most of them are wearing official uniforms and wearing cross swords, which is okay!Did not bring bow. Crossbowmen.

Without bows and arrows, it must not be too ugly to die.At least not into a hedgehog.Laughing self-deprecatingly.

At this moment, Li Langjiang finally breathed out, shook his head and sighed at him, "Little monk, you are hiding it from my elder brother, it's hard for me! Today, I almost asked the prince to chop it up as a dish."

King Wei?

Ling Ran frowned.He vaguely remembered that he had seen this name before when he was studying, but he didn't remember exactly which son this person was Li Shimin's, and whether he was involved in the subsequent political struggles.

Now it sounds like the king of Wei took him to Nanyuan to face the saint. ——Being able to ride a horse straight into Dali Temple, and being ordered to search for the national teacher everywhere, presumably this prince is still favored at least for now.

That's good!As long as the prince is favored and willing to protect him, he may not die for a while.

Lingran's heart became more settled.He raised his eyes and smiled at Li Langjiang, and said, "Brother, you must not blame the little monk for lying to you! You said clearly yesterday that as long as you see a monk committing a crime, you can't help but say that you will go to Dali Temple to be imprisoned. Little monk I'm too timid to go!"

"Then why didn't you say your identity yesterday?" Li Langjiang said angrily. "If you just say that you are a monk, where are all these things?!"

If I had said it yesterday, I'm afraid I would have sent you to jail long ago.Lingran was disdainful in her heart, but her mouth was like touching honey, and said with a smile: "Isn't this a monk? I'm timid..."

"You're the only one who is timid!" Li Langjiang raised his hand and wiped his face with sweat and rain. "You are the only one who is timid?! You are clearly a monk, and you dare to press your fingerprints on the Nanyuan edict! You will run away without a trace!"

As Li Lang said, he gritted his teeth. "Now the whole city has issued a ban, and they are hunting you everywhere!"

As Li Lang said, he stepped forward with one leg, held the waist knife with one hand and said bitterly: "Young monk, you have made my brother suffer!"

Lingran touched the tip of her nose, but stopped talking.

"Little slick! Su Shisan is not your real name, is it?"

"This is true!" Lingran smiled lazily, and the light in her eyes lit up for a moment.

Li Langjiang spat, strode forward, and grabbed Lingran's arm.Although the force was somewhat rude, the words were still kind. "Forget it, brother, I have seen your skills! You little slicker, come with me to meet the prince today."

"And then?" Lingran asked him pretending to be innocent, with slightly curved eyes.

"Then it's up to me to kill or cut!" Li Lang replied coldly.

Lingran frowned, pretending to be scared. "So, little monk, how dare I go?"

"If you don't go, you have to go!" Li Lang Jiang suspected his ink stains, grabbed Lingran's arm, pulled him over from the edge of the cliff, and glanced down by the way. "This place is so dangerous, you're the only one who dares to hang out outside Dong'an Temple!"

No matter how dangerous it is, it is not as dangerous as you wolf-like officials.Ling Ran disdains.

"Monsters are rampant here, and there are ghosts and ghosts in the mountains at night. You, a little monk, dare to live alone in this wilderness. Thinking about it, you are really capable... Maybe, the prince sees that you have a heavy responsibility. For the sake of it, I can let you go."

Lingran told him to drag forward vigorously, stepping on the grass with bare feet, the soles of his feet hurt so badly, he grinned and teased, "I'm going to die anyway, brother, tell me To be honest, what exactly is Zhang Huangbang going to do to find a national teacher? Is it going to make alchemy with the emperor, or is it looking for an immortal medicine?"

"It's all about the previous dynasty!" Li Lang laughed. "Now that the Holy Lord is enlightened and determined to turn China into a holy place of pilgrimage from all over the world, how could he do such unreasonable things?!"

He paused, and then said, "Actually, you already knew the day you entered the city, right?"

"I know a little bit." Lingran nodded.

"As you have seen, the resentful ghost clan is causing trouble everywhere, and the Holy Master has heard about it for a long time. It's just that there are many mortals with naked eyes in the army and the government office. I really can't do anything to them. I have to find a national teacher to subdue the resentment." Ghosts, kill evildoers, and return the people of the world to a peaceful and prosperous Haiyanheqing."

Li Lang Jiang sighed, his expression turned slumped for a moment.

This is indeed something that has never been seen in the records of later generations, and I dare not write even ghost novels, I thought spiritually.

"What if the grieving ghost can't be subdued?"

"How could it be!" Li Lang turned his head and said sternly to him: "Long Lang Qiankun, our human race stands under the sun, with our feet on the loess, as long as we behave properly, we are the masters of this world! How can we not be able to defeat this grudge?" Ghost Clan?!"

Unexpectedly, Li Langjiang would be so enlightened, Lingran immediately looked at this man with admiration.

Li Lang will turn Lingran down the mountain, find the horse at the foot of the slope, and then he will carry Lingran and drive the horse to the outside of Dong'an Temple.

Lingran looked up and saw that there was a huge crowd of people holding torches standing outside the mountain gate waiting for them.

He was startled for a moment, and the king of Wei actually made great efforts to find him!Not only to find him, but to send an army to find him!

Heh, this prince's style is not ordinary.

Tang Jun winds up into a long snake formation, with torches burning meanderingly in his hands. In the rainy night, everyone is wearing soft armor, waiting for him to mount his horse alone.

Lingran had never seen such a big posture before, she shivered subconsciously, then clenched her left hand into a fist, protecting Dalang who was sleeping on his ring finger.Xiao Xiao asked in a low voice, "Are you going to arrest me and chop me up everywhere, or are you going to enter..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by General Li Lang. "Of course, directly into the palace."

Li Langjiang said this, and couldn't help complaining to him, "It's agreed that you will go to Nanyuan to meet Mao during the day, and the prince will report this matter to the Holy Master! Who knows, little monk, you turned around and ran away. Right now, Holy Master is thinking about this, and is anxious to see you!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but push him to get on the horse.This time, they rode alone, keeping Lingran in the middle.With the sound of horseshoes, thousands of people act like one person.

The rain never stopped and the ground was muddy.

A group of light cavalry escorted Lingran and his party, about a thousand of them mighty, ran from Dong'an Temple along the Shaoling Plateau to the Datang Palace.

The author has something to say:

Su Shisan: Little monk, I am timid.

Dalang: The door is even smaller.

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