Chapter 63: The Masters Gather

(The new year is here, 2017, it's coming!) I wish you all a happy and joyful new year, and all your wishes come true! )

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Under the full operation of all the forces in Luoyang, whether bright or dark, there are very few people or things in the world who can not be detected by them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But there are very few people who dare to come to find trouble, and even the stunned youth are about to disappear from the rivers and lakes in this troubled world.

If there were still people who were lucky in the past, when the tragic situation of the masters of the foreign clans in the battle of Manqingyuan came out, not only Luoyang was shaken, but the rivers and lakes were also speechless.

There are not many people who are not afraid of death in this world, but if they die worthlessly, it is worth careful consideration.

Because of the fact that the concubine Xuan and the family entered the world and represented the Emperor of Heaven, the forces that gathered in Luoyang fell into a strange calm at this moment.

Everyone is watching the limelight, even fools know that this is the calm on the eve of the storm.

Time is like water, and it is the ninth day in a blink of an eye.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, the stars are shining all over the sky, and the bright starlight and moonlight are about to fall, reflecting Luoshui like silver.

Sincere! Sincere! Sincere!

In the night, there was a sudden sound of knocking on the wooden fish, echoing like a flood of bells, carrying a deafening and heart-wrenching power.

A tall and handsome monk turned out of Tianjie leisurely and stepped on the Tianjin Bridge with slow steps.

Behind him were four monks in blue robes with majestic physiques!

At this moment, the shops, wine shops, and inns on both sides of the street are all closed, the houses are closed, the candles are extinguished, and even though the sound of wooden fish is echoing, it is more and more silent at night.

However, in the countless shadow corners that the starlight and moonlight could not shine, the faintly swaying figures all showed that the number of people "joining in the fun" tonight was beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Countless eyes were faintly projected onto the Tianjin Bridge, and when they saw these five monks with outstanding appearance, many of them breathed heavily.

The contemporary host of Pure Mind Zen Buddhism, Master Likong and the four protectors Vajra are not angry, not stupid, not greedy, and not afraid!

Above the Luoshui, there is also a light boat against the turbulent river, but no one on the boat is to operate the boat, an old man with a crown and a long beard faces the bright moon hanging high, the body is as great as a mountain, and he stands with his hands in his hands.

The moonlight shone on him, like a Coats who was about to step on the moon and sing at any moment.

"Old decaying Ning Dodge, can Wang Xiaoyou see me?" The old man spoke leisurely.

As soon as the name of Ning Daoqi came out, it was like dropping a bombshell on this silent night, which secretly immediately caused a commotion, and many people even couldn't hide it, and rushed out to look at the legendary superlative master on the light boat!

Although it was rumored in advance that Ning Daoqi would personally take action, when he came to the real person, many martial artists who were still teaching onlookers were shocked.

"Sanren" Ning Daoqi is the existence of the three major masters together with the Turkic "Wuzun" Bi Xuan and the Goryeo "Yijian Master" Fu Cailin, whose prestige has been around for nearly a hundred years, and is recognized by the world as the first person in the Central Plains martial arts.

And his fame is not only limited to martial arts, but also spreads to the court and the people, and even many people regard him as a living immortal-like figure.

In the painting boat, the senior concubine looked at Wang Dong with her eyes in her eyes, and said calmly: "Brother Wang is still too late to stop now." ”

Wang Dong smiled at her, and his eyes fell on the empty sword behind her: "Concubine Xuan, can you borrow the sword and use it!" ”

The concubine sighed faintly, knowing that any exhortation was in vain, and said lightly: "The Sekong Sword is a sword to calm the troubled times and save the world and help the people, not a sword to kill, whether it is stained with the blood of others or the blood of the royal brother, it is not what Concubine Xuan wants to see." ”

"I'm just joking with the concubine, and follow me to meet the first person in the Central Plains."

After that, Wang Dong no longer paid attention to the concubine, turned around and walked out of the boat, and climbed onto the platform in the boat, opposite the light boat where Ning Daoqi was.

Ning Daoqi probed Wang Dongqi with a mysterious and mysterious spiritual secret technique, and a look of emotion gradually appeared on his face, and he said in surprise: "Wang Xiaoyou's physique and blood are so strong that he has reached the pinnacle of eternity, this is really something that can be achieved by manpower?" Incredible! ”

With Ning Daoqi's extraordinary vision, he also felt incredible at this moment, which showed how much shock he was receiving in his heart.

But this also shows Ning Daoqi's cleverness, under the restraint of Wang Dong's qi and blood, Ning Daoqi is still the first person to peek into the secret of his physique at a glance.

It has been ten days since the dispersal of the gong, and at this moment Wang Dong has cultivated back some innate true qi, and now it may be called "Taichu True Qi"!

But this bit of primordial true qi was too small under the surging volcanic qi and blood in his body.

Wang said calmly: "I guess Brother Ning, you didn't bring the He family. ”

"He's Bi is a treasure of mountains and rivers, a sacred thing that affects the safety of the community, how can it be moved lightly." Ning Daoqi was leisurely, and said with a smile: "If Wang Xiaoyou just wants to take a look at He's Bi, Lao Dao may be able to help, but if you want to keep He's Bi for yourself, I hope Xiaoyou can think about the people of the world and stop in time!" ”

Wang moved the sleeves of his robe and lowered his sleeves, and said with a light smile: "Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, if Brother Ning wants to convince me, the best way is to defeat or kill me." ”

Ning Daoqi let out a long sigh, and a childlike look appeared in his eyes.

Wang Dong took his eyes off Ning Daoqi, looked around the banks of Luoshui, and said leisurely: "Now that the four holy monks have arrived, why don't they show up to meet each other, and hide and hide is not in line with the identity of the holy monks?" ”

The four Buddha horns rose in unison.

The voices are different, the tones are different, some are soft, some are loud, some are majestic, some are dull, but the four voices are combined, but they are like a dusk drum and morning bell, shaking the night sky.

These four Buddha horns seem to sound out of thin air, full of supernatural Zen meaning, and the crowd of people watching the battle along the coast regardless of their cultivation level has been affected, and the difference is only in the depth.

Those who have cultivated to the advanced level are only trembling for a moment, but those who have cultivated to the weak are blank in their minds and are at a loss.

But it is the work of this moment, I don't know when there are four more old monks on the side of the Tianjin Bridge, some are thin, some are burly, the appearance is different, quite strange, faintly and the Buddha god enshrined in the temple corresponds to the shape.

The head of the idling head and the four monks saluted, and the four monks returned the salute with the Buddha number.

Wang moved his eyes away, he is very clear that although contemporary Buddhism is led by the four holy monks, regardless of Buddhism and martial arts, it has reached the realm of transcendence, but the real first person of Buddhism, in fact, is not to show martial arts in the rivers and lakes, his person has been practicing closed-mouth meditation for more than 20 years, and his meditation kung fu has reached its peak.

The four old monks turned to Wang Dong again, and an old monk with an ancient face shook his head and sighed: "Since the donor set foot in the rivers and lakes, he has not set off a bloody storm for a day, and he has instigated the world's martial artists to fight, and I don't know how many people have been killed!" When the donor dreams back at midnight, can he feel half ashamed in his heart? ”

"And now they are wantonly killing the Turks, Tuyuhun and other foreign races, giving the foreign races a reason to attack the Central Plains, and I don't know how many people have suffered because of this!"

Wang Dong said lightly: "Why does the old monk say these nonsense that even you don't believe, how can the world fight and fight for a day?" The alien invasion needs a reason and is a joke! ”

The old monk's eyebrows lowered: "The donor's words are very paranoid, and he has fallen into the devil!" With the benefactor's no-taboo style of acting, if we continue to let it go, I am afraid that the anger will become deeper day by day, and then it will be too late to regret it if we really become the devil of the world, and we have to force the donor to go with us, hoping to use Buddhism to resolve the donor's anger and demonic thoughts. ”

"Demonic thoughts?" Wang Dong smiled, and suddenly, the primordial true qi in his body flowed, but his mind instantly matched with the Great Ri Rulai Sutra, and in an instant, his body was filled with a majestic, solemn, solemn, and grand charm, as if a Buddha had descended into the world! (To be continued.) )