Although his life was full of twists and turns, in the end, Lu Qingshan set foot on the road to Giant Bear City again.

"A few dozen miles further on, there should be a small tribe of the Terran called 'Embarrassment'," Lu Qingshan looked at the map and muttered, "When you arrive at the Gang Clan, Giant Bear City is also close." ”

He continued to move forward, but when he was about to approach the small village of the Ji clan, Lu Qingshan's face changed.

He smelled a pungent smell of blood.

Lu Qingshan hurriedly sped up, swept a streamer in the sky, and went straight to the small tribe.

Looking down, it is a small oasis, which is estimated to be able to support hundreds of families and thousands of people.

But at this time, in what should have been a lively oasis in the past, there was a dead silence.

Houses made of loess collapsed, littered with shocking dried bloodstains everywhere, and what was seen in front of them was even more miserable.

Corpse after corpse collapsed in a pool of congealed blood, including gray-haired old men, weak women, and even infant babies.

Among the corpses all over the ground, Lu Qingshan saw an "acquaintance".

Earlier, when he was in the East Bird City, he noticed the little novice with a long breath.

Little Shami frowned, folded his hands, and stood in front of the wreckage of the ruins, muttering words to the corpses of the villagers.

“....... That's what I smelled...... At that time, if you come and smile, let go of hundreds of billions of great bright clouds, the so-called great consummation light clouds, great compassion bright clouds, great wisdom bright clouds, and great prajna bright clouds......."

It is a transcendent scripture of Buddhism.

The little novice is overtaking the souls of the people of the Yakini tribe.

He also sensed Lu Qingshan's arrival, but he did not interrupt his scriptures.

However, the little yellow finch hidden between the sleeves of the little monk had a small head out at this time, staring at the dark eyes, and looked at Lu Qingshan curiously.

Lu Qingshan's expression was a little gloomy at this time - he was a human race, but anyone who had empathy would not be in a good mood when he saw this tragic situation.

He silently released his divine sense, and after wandering around the village for a while, his expression suddenly moved.

Because among the corpses all over the ground, he found a faint breath.

It was an extremely young boy, only eleven or twelve years old, with a huge wound on his stomach, in which all the internal organs were clearly visible, but he was very tenacious and not dead.

Lu Qingshan approached, squatted down to check the boy's injuries, and found that the boy's face was pale, he was already unconscious, and he really only had one breath left.

At this time, Xiao Shami also noticed Lu Qingshan's movements, and also followed, looked at the little boy's injury, and sighed: "With such a serious injury, it is impossible to survive." ”

"Not necessarily." Lu Qingshan thought about it and said softly.

Then, a long sword that was dark blue and like ice crystals appeared in his hand.

He waved his sword at the boy.

"Whew...... Donor! Xiao Shami subconsciously exclaimed, with a golden magic seal flashing in his hand, wanting to stop Lu Qingshan's movements.

But at the moment when Fa Yin made a move, Xiao Shami suddenly felt something, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face, but the movements in his hand stopped.

A snow-white sword light flashed, covering the boy's body.

After the sword light, Lu Qingshan collected his sword.

And the boy, who was unconscious and dying, slowly opened his eyes at this time.

The huge gap in his abdomen, at some point, had healed as if it had never existed.

Lethe: Biluo.

Seeing the boy wake up, Xiao Shami looked at the Sword of Lethe in Lu Qingshan's hand in shock.

Sword cultivation is the best at killing, which is something that the whole world knows.

But it was the first time he had heard that Jian Xiu's sword could even save people.

However, the little monk was simple-minded, and he didn't think much about it, a flash of joy flashed on his face, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help the boy who had just woken up.

Lu Qingshan glanced at the panel.

The boy was just a mortal, and he only suffered external injuries, although the injuries looked terrifying, but the difficulty of real healing was not as high as imagined.

Therefore, this sword only uses one percent of the power of the living beings that Lethe Chuan currently has stored.

However, it cost him a full 30,000 experience points.

This usage fee is really not ordinarily expensive.

The moment the boy opened his eyes, he was first confused, and then he seemed to remember what had happened before, and his face suddenly showed a look of fear.

He glanced at Lu Qingshan and Xiao Shami, and then saw the corpses of his parents lying next to him, and couldn't help but feel sad, pounced on the bodies of his parents, and cried: "Dad, mother........"

"What happened?" Lu Qingshan asked.

"It's the sand bandit," the boy sobbed, "it's the 'Sand Sea Evil Monk', who led his men down to our village and asked us for spirit stones.

We are just a small tribe, we are not rich in the first place, and we can barely hand over the spirit stones by relying on the savings of the monks and adults a few years ago.

Later, the savings of all the monks in the clan had already been emptied, and this time they would not be able to pay enough spirit stones.

We pleaded with the bandits to delay a little longer, but they didn't expect that they would not give any mercy at all, and they would directly slaughter the village in anger. ”

The boy wept as he spoke, his face covered in coagulated blood, and one could not help but feel angry.

Evil Monk of the Sand Sea.

Lu Qingshan muttered.

This is one of the eight leaders of the sand bandits, and it has the same status as the poison.

He was originally an ascetic, but for some reason, he changed to the practice of blood slaughter, and finally encountered the wanted of Great Xia, so he had to escape into the Mogao Desert and become a member of the sand bandits, and was a monk in the late Yuan Infant period.

"The sand bandits have been blackmailing you for so many years, haven't you tried to ask the giant bear tribe for help?" Lu Qingshan asked again.

The location of the Qiang tribe is already very close to the giant bear tribe.

He didn't expect that the sand bandits would be bold enough to do evil in a small village so close to Giant Bear City.

This is also too arrogant.

"I tried, at the beginning, the patriarch asked the Giant Bear Tribe for help, but the Giant Bear Tribe didn't pay attention to us at all." The boy was sad, tears mixed with blood flowed down his face.

Lu Qingshan frowned, his face was slightly gloomy, and a nameless fire erupted.

There is both murderous intent towards the sand bandits and anger at the short-sightedness of the giant bear tribe.

The connivance of the wicked is actually not much different from doing evil in person.

And under this kind of connivance, the wicked will not accept it when they see it, but will only expand infinitely.

Today's sand bandits are just committing chaos around the Giant Bear Tribe, and tomorrow they will on the head of the Giant Bear Tribe.

Stupidity.

Lu Qingshan judged this in his heart.

If the Nine Clans Alliance hadn't been so indulgent to the vulture elders at the beginning, but had decisively joined forces to deal with the vulture elders, the sand bandits would not have developed into such a big problem as they are now, and they would even be able to compete with a local snake like the Nine Clans Alliance.

……

The little novice was whispering to soothe the little boy's emotions.

Lu Qingshan was thinking about something.

"Monk, what is your relationship with this evil monk in the sand sea?" Lu Qingshan suddenly asked.

Because when the boy mentioned the name of the evil monk of the sand sea, he noticed that the little novice's expression changed significantly.

Xiao Shami hesitated for a moment, but finally did not hide it, made a Buddhist salute, and said calmly: "The little monk's Dharma name is Juezhen, and he came from Jitang Temple, and this trip is for this evil monk in the sand sea. ”

"Chicken Soup Temple......" Lu Qingshan repeated the name, and the information about the Chicken Soup Temple quickly came to mind. Unexpectedly, it was still the Buddha from the Dragon Elephant Temple, who lost his respect. ”

Longxiang Temple is composed of 36 temples and 72 temples in four courtyards, and this Chicken Soup Temple is among the 36 temples.

The little novice named Juezhen corrected very seriously: "I can't be a Buddha yet, I'm just a little novice." ”

Lu Qingshan's expression was straight, "What you said earlier, what is the explanation for coming here for this evil monk in the sand sea?" ”

Juezhen Xiao Shami was a little ashamed, "This evil monk in the sand sea is called Qiluo.

When Qiluo was an ascetic, he once found our Chicken Soup Temple and wanted to enter the temple to practice.

My master said that Qiluo had no relationship with the Buddha and turned him away.

Qiluo was unwilling and knelt at the gate of the Chicken Soup Temple for three years, but the master was still unmoved.

I thought he was pitiful, and when he left, I privately passed on a Dharma in the monastery to him, but who expected him to end up like this, and he did evil everywhere.

If I hadn't privately preached the Dharma to him that day, he would not have become the world he is today, even if he was evil.

In the final analysis, this misfortune arose because of me, so I left the temple and followed his traces and came here in order to end the cause and effect of the year with my own hands. ”

When Lu Qingshan heard this, he was slightly surprised.

The evil monk of Shahai has been famous for many years, according to Juezhen Xiao Shami, when the evil monk of Shahai was still an ascetic, he practiced in the Chicken Soup Temple.

In this way, the little novice in front of him is still fifty years old, and if he dares to come to the evil monk of Shahai alone, his cultivation will inevitably be extraordinary.

It's just that for some reason, this monk's appearance is so immature, and even his words are childish, I don't know if it's intentional or because of some special reasons.

Generally speaking, people in Buddhism will not pay attention to this so-called appearance, and the possibility of deliberately doing it should not be high.

"The village was slaughtered by the Gang clan, so the little monk still has to bear part of the responsibility." Juezhen said calmly and guiltily.

"Bandits buy knives to kill people, but those who sell knives are not guilty of breaking the law." Lu Aoshan Road.

"After I settle down for Shi Hu, I will continue to follow the trail of Qiluo." Juezhen didn't argue much, but said very seriously.

Once a Buddhist person decides about something, he will not change it easily.

Shi Hu is the name of the boy who was rescued by Lu Qingshan.

"The sand sea is vast, and it is not easy to find this evil monk in the sand sea." Lu Qingshan glanced at Shi Hu, the boy who was still crying, and said casually.

"Then I'll keep looking for him, and I'll find him one day." Juezhen said firmly.

The little finch demon in the little novice robe also chirped twice at this time, as if the little monk was supporting, and his spirituality was incomparable.

Lu Qingshan couldn't help but glance at the little finch demon more.

Sensing Lu Qingshan's gaze, the little monk Juezhen took the initiative to introduce: "It's called Xiaoque, it was originally just an ordinary little yellow finch, but for some reason, I don't like rice millet, but I like to listen to the Buddhist Sanskrit sound, the morning bell and the dusk drum."

When I was reciting Buddhist scriptures, he often listened to them on the ancient tree in front of the sutra room, and after a long time, he gradually became enlightened and cultivated into a yellow finch essence. ”

When the little monk introduced the little finch demon, he used the word jing, not demon.

The world believes that monsters are all evil and is a derogatory term, but there is no fixed distinction between good and evil spirits.

The little finch demon rolled his black eyes proudly, chirped in response, and pecked the arm of the young monk very affectionately.

"I've seen the little finch donor." Lu Qingshan, who has always treated the king of the West Rat as an equal, naturally accepted the little sparrow demon well, and politely said hello to the little finch demon.

The little finch demon was overjoyed and cheerfully responded twice.

"During this time, the little master can go to the Giant Bear City to have a look, maybe he doesn't need to go to the evil monk of the sand sea, and the evil monk of the sand sea will send it to the door by himself." Lu Qingshan said this when he said goodbye to the little monk Juezhen.

This is not nonsense.

He had already sprinkled the bait, and when he appeared in Giant Bear City, if the sand bandits hadn't reacted, it would be in vain to be the overlord of the Mogao Desert.

And the evil monk of the Sand Sea, Qiluo, happened to be in this Giant Bear City not far from the Giant Bear City not long ago, and after receiving the news of his appearance in the Giant Bear City, the possibility of turning back to the Giant Bear City is undoubtedly extremely great.

Without waiting for Juezhen to reply, Lu Qingshan rose with his sword again and went straight to Giant Bear City.

Juezhen silently bowed to Lu Qingshan's back.

After a while, the little monk suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to ask Lu Qingshan's name and origin, and couldn't help but pat his head with some annoyance.

.........

Deep in the Mogao Desert, inaccessible.

Suddenly, several figures hurried up and stood in front of the dune.

In a short time, a deep hole slowly appeared in the sand dunes, and hot air rose from it.

The figures did not hesitate and went straight into the hole.

Then, after a long dark passage, a fiery red world came into view.

It is a huge cavern hidden beneath the desert, with a river of underground magma flowing through it, and occasionally a huge bubble emerges from the magma and then explodes with a thud.

This is where the sand bandits hide.

A burly male cultivator suddenly appeared in front of these figures.

"What's going on?"

"I have something important to report to the boss." These figures were the few sand bandit monks who witnessed Lu Qingshan walking away in Dongque City.

"Wait here." The burly male cultivator said, then turned and disappeared into the crypt.

A moment later.

A thin old man in a black robe, with white hair and white sideburns and beard, appeared in front of these bandit monks.

"Boss." The sand bandit monks bowed their heads and shouted respectfully.

The old man in front of him is a terrifying existence that has single-handedly established sand bandits and dominated the Mogao Desert.

The great monk in the middle stage of refining, the old vulture.

"What's the matter?" The vulture old man's voice was hoarse and harsh.

"The poison leader was killed by a sword cultivator....... "The sand bandit monk didn't dare to add fuel and vinegar, and truthfully reported what he knew and guesses to the vulture old man.

In the vulture's old man's dry eyes, there was a strange green flicker, and the green light was getting brighter and brighter, rippling blue light, eerie and terrifying.

A cold aura arose out of thin air, sending a chill down the sand bandit monk's spine.

They were trembling and trembling, and they trembled.

"Do you know the specific identity and whereabouts of that sword cultivator?"

"The specific identity of that sword cultivator has not yet been found, but his whereabouts are a bit eyebrow-raising.

When that sword cultivator left East Bird City, he was walking in the direction of Giant Bear City, as if he was going to go deeper into the Mogao Desert, and he didn't mean to leave the Mogao Desert for the time being. The sand bandit monk reported cautiously.

"Okay, good, the person who killed my sand bandit dares to continue to stay in the Mogao Desert, but it's so courageous.

Then check it on me, and once you find any traces of this sword cultivation, notify me immediately," the vulture old man raised his hand, and the wind rolled up, setting off a whirlpool in the underground magma river, just like the anger in his heart at the moment, "I want to let him pay for his life!" ”

"Yes, Boss."