In the warm spring of March, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

A gentle breeze.

On the official road, an old horse walked leisurely.

On its back, a young man lay with one arm half-covered and a gourd in the other, occasionally taking a sip into his mouth.

"Ah...... It's really boring to be in a hurry......"

I don't know how long it has been, Zhong Shenxiu turned over and sat down, shook the wine gourd, and found that it was empty.

More than a month has passed since he left the Yam Gang.

And, most of the time, wasted on the aimless rush.

The main purpose of his trip this trip was to obtain the Essence Refining Martial Arts and break through the Grandmaster.

But this kind of secret technique of refining the marrow is basically in the hands of various big forces like the eight major factions, although they welcome a master like Zhong Shenxiu to join, but it is obviously unrealistic to teach the true method without examining it for a few years or ten years.

Even the most enlightened court did not have such a good thing!

Zhong Shenxiu estimated that if he joined the imperial court, he would definitely be arranged to work in the gods.

The kind of grandmaster martial arts that is quite restrictive and cannot break through the level of the gods, can still be obtained by hard work.

As for wanting to be like those royal elders, practice the true magic techniques handed down by the Taizu of the Wu Dynasty, and even comprehend the "Wordless Heavenly Monument"? It's better to wash up and go to bed early......

Unless you become a princess and become your own royal family, you may still have three points of hope.

"In addition, it seems that Gu Qingying has a secret book of magic skills on his body? I didn't pay attention to it before, it was because I couldn't do martial arts, but now as long as I find him and let go of the cold man, I can mention the secret book of the Wang family...... It is to face the recourse of the Five Poisons Sect, which is a little troublesome...... Of course, the bigger trouble is that the Five Poisons Sect hasn't found him, how can I find him? ”

Zhong Shenxiu wandered aimlessly, and at this time he entered the range of the county.

In ancient times, this was the territory of the Martyr Kingdom, hence the name Martyrdom.

Zhong Shenxiu was still a little curious about the founding emperor who was suspected of being a traverser, so when he chose the road, he subconsciously rushed to this side, preparing to go to a few ancient ruins of the Dead Kingdom to pay his respects.

Suddenly, on the official road in front, the flow of people was blocked.

got closer, and Zhong Shenxiu found out that someone had set up a card to charge for it privately.

This is something that has always been hated, but it has been repeatedly forbidden.

In terms of nature, it is probably the evolutionary and upgraded version of 'I opened this mountain and planted this tree by me', which is an open roadblock robbery.

It is often not the government that sets up the card, but the tyrants of various places, and even the relatives of the emperor and the country, for their own selfish interests, disregard the country, cut off traffic and block trade routes.

"Old man, who is the one who is in front of you?"

Zhong Shenxiu approached the crowd and grabbed someone casually and asked.

"The card in front of the card, naturally is the merchant fort, they are a hundred miles nearby, there are hundreds of heroes, everyone knows martial arts, can ride a big horse, open a hard bow, the three brothers of the castle owner are also a good hand in the rivers and lakes, don't make trouble in the future, pay the money honestly to pass the customs......"

The old man replied in a rambling manner, but he also had a good heart.

Zhong Shenxiu looked interesting, got closer, and found that there were a few chivalrous young women hanging from the tree on the side of the roadcar.

'Those who can come out with a bright name, there are two brushes under their hands, so what three brothers join forces, and they can probably match the sect master of the Nine Yuan Sect...... Plus a hundred cavalry, it's really a bit of ......capital.'

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion ahead.

The crowd pushed away like snakes and scorpions, revealing a young monk in the middle, dressed in a shabby robe full of patches, but tall and dark-skinned.

"This master, you also have to embarrass our three brothers?"

In the pergola on the side of the road, the second merchant who was drinking tea came over and first hugged his fists: "Our three brothers are people in the rivers and lakes, and we don't dare to forget the rules, but we don't charge money for all martial arts passages......

The three brothers can establish power and dominate one side, and they also have vision.

Martial arts people never provoke, nor do they provoke officials, they only exploit small people and businessmen to death, because the business is getting bigger and bigger, more and more oil and water, and their reputation in the rivers and lakes is not bad.

But politeness is one thing, when you encounter a hard idea that really comes to find fault, you still have to suppress it with all your might, otherwise you won't be able to eat this bowl of rice.

The second merchant was bold and careful, and at this time, seeing that this monk was a little extraordinary, he beckoned, and several of his subordinates immediately went to call someone.

The merchant fort is nearby, and the team is coming in a moment, and no one will be able to make them bow their heads unless they are masters of the land rankings.

"Amitabha, the poor monk wants to ask the donor to make it convenient and ruin this roadblock."

The monk folded his hands.

"You monk, what a big breath, without this entry, what will our brother eat?"

The second merchant screamed violently, and a punch was smashed, hitting the monk's chest.

Bang!

Like a hammer hitting a cowhide, the monk acted as if nothing had happened, but Shang Lao Er took a few steps back, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"This master ......"

He was about to find a way to delay time, when suddenly he saw a puff of smoke and dust in the distance.

Pedal!

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a large number of reinforcements from Merchantburg arrived.

"Haha, monk, how do I see you die today?" When Shang Lao Er saw the arrival of reinforcements, he was overjoyed and returned to arrogance.

"Amitabha, the donors are so angry, how about listening to the poor monk say a Buddhist scripture?"

The monk sat cross-legged and began to recite a verse: "When you look at the Buddha of the world and walk in the deep prajnaparamita, you see that the five aggregates are empty......

The melodious chanting sounded.

Zhong Shenxiu's face changed suddenly.

In his ears, the monk's murmur seemed to turn into a hammer, constantly beating his eardrums, the vague language gradually became indistinguishable, and each scripture seemed to become a small worm, a living worm, constantly burrowing into his ears, provoking his internal force......

"Ahh

One of the cavalrymen could not bear it anymore and fell from his horse, bleeding and struggling, his face with twisted muscles and an expression of extreme pain.

This seemed to be the beginning of a certain prelude, and the knights of the merchant castle, one by one, fell off their horses, and even if they covered their ears, they still couldn't cut off the whispers that seemed to come from hell.

"Master, we admit it, and please quickly collect the supernatural powers!"

Finally, the boss of the merchant knew that he had provoked someone who couldn't be messed with, and hurriedly relented.

"Amitabha."

The monk pronounced the Buddha's name and ended the chanting.

Zhong Shenxiu looked at the civilians around him who seemed to be fine, and suddenly understood: "This person's chanting only works on martial artists with internal strength?" No, rather than this, it is better to say that a martial artist who has cultivated internal strength has met a certain condition, so he can hear a voice that normal people can't hear? ”

For example, those civilians have heard just ordinary Buddhist scriptures, and they also have great compassion.

But in the ears of the warriors, it is fierce and terrifying.

"Haha...... This master is so powerful at Buddhism. ”

In the crowd, there was a sudden cheer.

Zhong Shenxiu heard this, but secretly rolled his eyes: "This is sonic power?" Your sister's sonic skills! ”