At the beginning of April, everything rejuvenated.

There is a monk in ragged clothes walking alone among the fragrance of flowers, one foot out, the other foot follows, occasionally the Buddha name comes out of his mouth, never squinting, never retreating, walking very slowly.

There was a mournful roar from ahead: "Run, master, run!"

Then there were several black dots towards the monk, behind the black dots there was this billowing yellow smoke, occasionally roaring, this is a group of people with fear written on their faces, an adult man dragged his injured right leg to the monk and hurriedly shouted: "Master, run, there are demon beasts coming behind, this group of beasts have eaten up our sheep and will eat people!"

The monk was unmoved, and quietly recited a Buddha name: "Amitabha." ”

The monk slowly reached out and stroked the wound on the man's right leg, only to see that the bloody wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, the man exclaimed in surprise and kicked twice on the spot, not only the injuries he had been healed, but also the hidden diseases that he had since he was a child were cured, and he hurriedly crawled on the ground and shouted: "Thank you to the holy monk, thank you to the holy monk." With that, he followed his family.

The monk took a step forward, and suddenly a golden body appeared behind him, and the monk slowly recited a Buddha name: "Amitabha." The Dharma minister behind him also recited a Buddha horn with the monk's actions, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

The demon beasts that came from the wind and dust in front of him stopped one after another, staring at the monk with a golden body behind him, and did not dare to move forward.

The monk looked at the demon beasts and made a Buddhist salute and said softly: "If you are hungry, you have to eat, this is your law of survival, and it is also the law of heaven and nature, but if you are saved, I must not treat you badly." ”

After saying that, this living Buddha in the world actually cut off a piece of the flesh on his left arm and threw it into the group of demon beasts, the Buddha's light was everywhere, and the demon beasts avoided it, and the flesh of the living Buddha was not something they could enjoy.

The monk's face was kind, and he said plainly: "I owe nothing to you and others." Then he walked straight into the herd, towards the south of the white mist.

After the monk left, the demon beasts revealed their true faces, the cause and effect of the living Buddha's body was huge, and the demon beasts only dared to lick it, and there was a heavenly demon beast that jumped up, and the flesh and blood containing cause and effect were all in the abdomen, and then turned into a human form.

The monk went all the way south, and often a few people asked him where he was going, and they all replied with a Buddha call.

People who travel in the mountains and rivers have a map in their hearts.

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After Zuo Thirteen Sword opened the Heavenly Gate, he went to the Imperial City that Youchuan said, and wanted to take a look at the familiar face that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Ling Bo walked in the air, the soldiers on the city gate were like facing a great enemy, and they didn't care that it was the time to eat, and they were all ready to fight, Yang Jian was even more palpitating, the aura from this man's body was too powerful, so depressed that people couldn't afford to resist,

After all, Yang Jian still mustered up the courage to ask in a deep voice: "Senior, the emperor has set a rule, no one who crosses the city gate can step into the air, I know that my predecessor is a master of the world, but the emperor's order cannot be violated!"

Zuo Thirteen saw that someone dared to speak out, and he also looked up to the sky and smiled, so he said: "The kid has courage, even if you are the emperor, you will also be afraid of me." The words stabbed at Yang Jian with a majestic sword intent, but Yang Jian never fought back, vomiting blood in his mouth.

Zuo Thirteen laughed again: "Interesting, why don't you fight back?"

Yang Jian wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth and said loudly: "I am not the opponent of the seniors, so naturally I don't dare to fight back, if the seniors want to kill, they will be killed!"

Zuo Thirteen felt very interesting, two fingers into a sword, a huge sword qi rushed towards Yang Jian, Yang Jian did not dodge, nor did he use exercises, just like that, his eyes were staring at the sword qi, motionless, fearless.

Zuo Thirteen was shocked and said angrily: "Are you really not afraid of death?" Yang Jian just stood like that, spread his hands, and was ready to see death as home.

"Hahaha, interesting, the old man will give you a creation. That sword qi shot into Yang Jian's eyebrows, and there seemed to be a true yuan condensation in the center of his eyebrows, as if all things were recovering.

Yang Jian half-knelt on the ground and thanked loudly: "Thank you, senior, dim sum!"

Zuo Thirteen stopped talking and said after a short pause: "Zhao Kunwu, Zuo Thirteen came to visit the old city, borrow this sword full of cities, please go out of the city to fight?" Then all the swords in the city flew into the air out of their sheaths, wooden swords, iron swords, fairy swords, but they could be regarded as swords all flew into the sky, the momentum was immense, whether it was in a hurry, drinking, or stealing the contents of the little lady next door, they all stayed in place and looked at the sky obsessively, and a shocking sword curtain was hung in the air, and the spectators were all shocked by the atmosphere of ten thousand swords flying together.

A majestic voice came from the imperial city: "Why don't you dare!" Then a golden meteor swept across the sky and flew straight to the northern sea, and Zuo Thirteen jumped on the tip of the sword and headed for the North Sea.

All the good deeds all rode horses and wanted to take a look at this shocking battle, the rangers or flew the eaves and walked on the wall, or stepped on the air, the city gate was crowded by the flow of people and crumbling, no one wanted to miss this millennium weather, in the blink of an eye, the hundred miles north of the city, empty, the scene of 10,000 people watching the battle is rare in the world.

Yang Jian's eyebrows were full of vision, as if he had the ability to see a thousand miles, and when he looked up, he could actually see the movement thousands of miles away.

Zuo Thirteen's hand to lend the immortal spirit of the sword in the city is the real great romance, the girls in the city are all poured for it, and they shout heartbreakingly to be a hotbed for it, not seeking fame, and it is the seventy-year-old woman who also shed tears of love when she was young, which is very annoying.

Everyone didn't see the merry spirit in it, only to see the heavenly dome sword qi all over the world, and the golden light overflowed the sky, all of them felt regretful, so they had to pour a mouthful of old yellow soup, and read loudly in their mouths: "Hurry, hurry!"

A burst of sound came, and the water of the North Sea was all upside down in the sky, only to hear Zuo Thirteen roaring: "Can the immortal take a sword?" Then ten thousand flying swords gathered into a thousand-meter giant sword and rushed towards Zhao Kunwu, and the upside-down water of the North Sea also gathered into a huge water dragon and rushed towards Zuo Thirteen.

Two earth-destroying energies exploded, sword qi overflowed, and everyone watching the battle from a distance was pierced by the light, unable to open their eyes, not knowing who won and who lost.

One white and one gold, two meteors entered the Kunwu Palace, and a voice was heard: "Brother Zhao, this dragon is really the best in the world." ”

"Drink!"

The two transcendent talents who exerted their magical powers just now did not think in the world, fighting to the death, and they were drinking mulberry wine in the palace at the moment.

The moment Zuo Thirteen saw Sun San, this sword immortal who dared to silence the immortals in the sky actually cried, without too many words, a tear can be a thousand words.

The two hugged tightly, their hearts were connected, and there was no need to say much, one of them held up a jar of mulberry wine, the story was in the wine, pouring into the mouth, one sip did not stop, not a drop was left, and the real husband should be like this.

Zhao Kunwu also picked up a jar on the side to drink with Kunlun, and then asked: "Brother Zuo, a few days ago, I felt that someone opened the gate of heaven, but Brother Zuo's handwriting?"

Zuo Thirteen wiped the corners of his mouth after drinking, and felt that he was still drunk, and said: "I have nothing to do and kill a few gatekeepers who don't know how to lift, and I won't get in the way." ”

"Brother Zuo, is this the realm of entering the heavens and no self?" Zhao Kunwu asked, although he was lucky enough to win half a move in the competition just now, but Zuo Thirteen has changed from the sword to the sword after thousands of years, and the killing of his life is the real horror, and he will see blood when he comes out of the sword, and at this time Zuo Thirteen is the transcendent sword immortal who dares to open the gate of heaven with a sword.

"It's just the afterglow of others. Zuo Thirteen thought of that little boy, the light in his eyes was so pure.

After drinking, Sun San helped the drunk Zuo Thirteen to his residence, and only when he disappeared in front of Zhao Kunwu's eyes did Zuo Thirteen come to his senses and read: "Where is he?"

Sun San, who was dressed in a green shirt and Confucian clothes, of course knew who he was, and the only one who could make their brothers worry about it together was the Lord of Light, Sun San thought for a while and replied: "He went from the south, I heard that he was looking for someone, and what can interest him must not be an ordinary person." ”

"Uncle Sun, Uncle Sun, I heard that my father and others fought a decisive battle in the heavenly dome!" Before anyone heard his voice, Zhao Fang returned from the night and came to this Uncle Sun, who was closer than his father.

Zuo Thirteen looked at this energetic girl, whose face had faded from childishness and more mature and calm temperament, looked at each other and was speechless for a long time.

"How could the Sword Immortal Senior be here?" Zhao Fang Yexi was puzzled, rubbing his eyes to make sure he was not mistaken.

Suddenly, Zhao Fang Yexi thought of a possibility and shouted, "Is that stinky rascal dead, you sent the body back..."

The words were shocking, and Zuo Thirteen was also stunned by the question, and then laughed: "He, he is alive and well, and the old man also taught him superior swordsmanship." ”

"It seems that you have already met him. Sun San said lightly.

The words stirred up a thousand waves, and Zuo Thirteen suddenly realized and hurriedly asked, "He is..."

Sun San nodded slightly and said no more.

"Have you ever found a way to crack the moat?" asked Sun San after a long time.

"One sword in your hand can break ten thousand laws!" Zuo Thirteen stretched out two fingers and looked at it again.

Sun San looked at the south, his expression a little solemn.

Zuo Thirteen saw some of Sun San's emotions, patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "A few days ago, I killed some immortals, which can be regarded as a consolation sacrifice to the twelve spirits in the sky, there is no need to think so much, I can break everything in the world with one sword." Don't push your back down for the sake of a destiny that doesn't exist. ”

Sun San was silent.

Zuo Thirteen suddenly remembered something and said, "Then I have to go to the south." ”

Then he flew to the sky.

"End of this chapter"