He thought of it, first changed into a Shu County brocade robe in his personal space, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, and after a while, a middle-aged man appeared here. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This kind of miraculous disguise technique has changed his muscles and bones, it is incredible, cracking the god monarch may be able to feel Su Liu's essential qi, and then through that divine thought, he perceived the last thought of Yu Chengdu's mind, and traced back to the moment when Su Liu killed him in Chengdu, and then copied Su Liu's body and appearance to the painter, but he couldn't know Su Liu's appearance after that.

Unless the Divine Monarch himself is there, no one will be able to see the slightest clue.

The signal in the Kyushu Alliance ~ was sent twice, symbolizing the unique event in Shu, in the Kyushu Alliance, people came one after another to crack the imperial decree handed down by the Divine Monarch, and the body of Chengdu was also brought back to Jindu by digging three feet into the ground, as for the fact that Qingmei Mountain was washed in blood by the sword ghost, compared to the pain of the loss of a son by the Divine Monarch who was on the heavenly list, it was nothing.

Shu Road is majestic Cui Wei, the Sword Pavilion goes to the sky 9,000 feet, talking about the most prosperous place, but it is only the prosperous Jindu City.

Su Liu changed his body, completely turned into a middle-aged prodigal son, he swaggered into the city into the town, and did not encounter any obstacles, but the action of the Shu Kyushu Alliance was really fast enough, and the gates of each city in Shu were pasted with their own portraits, saying that they had cracked the edict passed down by the Divine Monarch and took down the people who took Su Liu, and they could directly worship under the Divine Monarch to grant stunts.

There is also such a wanted notice and drawing outside Jindu City, which attracts countless onlookers.

Only crack the four words of the Divine Monarch and take it out, it is the god in the hearts of the people who practice martial arts in Shu, crack the Divine Monarch stomped his feet, and almost the entire Shu rivers and lakes were shocked, and now there is such an opportunity to worship the Divine Monarch in front of the Shu heroes, directly making everyone's blood boiling, and the enthusiasm is monstrous, almost overturning the entire Shu land.

"After this person killed the son of Chengdu, he disappeared out of thin air, so it's not weird!"

Everyone under the city wall talked about it, and there was an old man with gray hair in the crowd who sighed: "Alas, the old man searched near Qingmei Mountain for three whole days, and almost the entire Qingmei Valley was trampled through, and he only found the body of the prince of Chengdu." “

"Could it be that the old man is not old-hearted, and he also wants to worship under the door of the Cracking God Monarch?"

"Young people, they don't know anything, as long as they can learn divine skills, no matter what the cost, it will be worth it." The old man snorted coldly.

"Hey, look at your age, you're not much worse than cracking the Divine Monarch, I didn't expect you to have such thoughts."

"The ruler has never seen the world, the whereabouts of this murderer have been controlled by the old man, even if he can't hold him, if he can see the side of the Cracking God Monarch from afar this time, it will be a blessing."

The old man raised his chin to show disdain, but he was very vigilant and looked left and right, and whispered to himself: Having said that, Shu is calm, how can there be such a murderer in the world, this murderer is obviously going to the Sword Pavilion, and if he wants to go to the Sword Pavilion from Qingmei Mountain, then he will pass through Jindu City, hey, I can't say that the murderer is in this Jindu City.

The murderer Su Liu in his mouth stood beside him, with a lively attitude, slightly glanced at the cunning look on the old man's face, shook his head and smiled, seeing that he was not tall, dressed plainly, and the wrinkles on his face were like a knife carving, but he was full of energy, very capable, and indeed a master who should not be underestimated, the old man seemed to feel that someone was watching him, and suddenly looked up at Su Liu, and saw the image of a middle-aged prodigal man, and glared fiercely.

Su Liu had a feeling in his heart, the rivers and lakes are so big, sure enough, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, not all between heaven, earth and people on the list, this person is very likely to be an unknown god hunter or hermit, but no matter how high his martial arts are, in case of danger, Su Liu just stood by his side, and he didn't react at all, but it can also be seen that Su Liu's disguise technique is wonderful.

Jindu City is more than 20 zhang high, the city wall is deep and heavy, more is the Ming armor soldier arch the acropolis gate, there are old people selling eggs under the city gate, there are also tea shops, all kinds of smells are mixed, faintly and through the southwest corner of Jindu City to reveal the fragrance of flowers, very life, the crowd of people rubbing shoulders one after another, crowded like a tide, more than Shudu brocade, silky and gorgeous, the name of the country of Shudi Tianfu is really not in vain, Su Liu is standing in the crowd, it seems to be incarnated as a member of them, faintly detached, this feeling is really wonderful.

It's just that his relaxed state didn't last long, and an indescribable feeling arose in his heart, as if someone was staring at you from afar, Su Liu's silent change of position, it seemed that he took a few steps, but in fact, the universe was reversed, shrunk into inches, and he didn't enter the crowd, but this feeling was like a Gu of tarsal bones, still haunting his heart.

Suddenly I looked back and saw a monk.

To be precise, an old monk. It's just that this old monk has white eyebrows and white beards, although he is a dog brother on his face, the old monk is wearing a lotus robe, and there are one hundred and eight prayer beads in his hand, which means to break through the six roots and six kinds of three worlds and one hundred and eight troubles.

Just slightly bent waist, in the crowd of people walking, such as feet surging golden lotus, the crowd splitting waves, naturally separated to both sides, most people do not even know the origin of the old monk's identity, only a feeling of respect and distant from the heart.

"This monk's cultivation is not the realm of a great grandmaster?"

Su Liu's body was stunned, his heart was shaken, the original master lived in a simple place, and since the major event in Taijing City, the masters were born like clouds.

But if you walk the rivers and lakes and encounter monks and Taoists, most of them are not easy to match, and this sentence is still valid in the Dongchu world.

Xuanzong came out of the dragon and tiger in the north, alternately ruling the world's righteous path for hundreds of years, the monk Su Liu met was not a fuel-efficient lamp, the master of Futu at the bottom of the dragon river cultivated the number of Buddhist powers, and the master of the empty edge was defeated under the Yunshui Divine Sword, but it was also the cultivation at the back of the heavenly list, not far from the realm of the great master, as for this old monk who affected himself in the crowd, it was even more amazing.

Su Liuyu did not move, standing under the walls of Jindu City, his heart had already turned thousands of times, and Longhu Mountain was set up with the Great Beam, but there was not much entanglement with Buddhism, the battle between the master of the void and the Chu madman was shown in front of others, and it was not a grudge, let alone Su Liu's head, not to mention that Su Liu was already another person at this time, but because of the success of spiritual secret cultivation, he was inexplicably pulled by the qi.

So he stood under the city of Jindu, and he didn't believe that the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple dared to openly do anything with him, and the next moment, Su Liu felt that there was one more person beside him, light as dust, the old monk stood quietly beside Su Liu, and asked with great meaning: "Where does the donor come from, and where is he going?" ”

Su Liu lightly snorted: "From nowhere, go to Youli, and see if Jindu City is really the flower capital of the world, prosperous and prosperous." Where did the master come from and where did he go? ”

The old monk didn't answer, just lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "All kinds of flowers are like dust, life in the world, such as being in the thorns, if the heart does not move, people do not move, and if they do not move, they will not be hurt." If the heart moves, people move vainly, hurt their bodies and hurt their bones, and only then can they experience all kinds of pain in the world. ”

"The old man came from Lingshan and went specifically to ferry people."

Lingshan is of course the holy land of the Zijin Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, there are only a few monks who are qualified to cultivate on the Lingshan, there is no doubt that all of them are monks who can cultivate relics, the Taoist Heavenly Master is a real person, and the Buddha says that King Kong expounds the Zun, which is here.

Su Liu's face was like sinking water, and he smiled in his heart, this delusional monk of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple made people not move and not be delusional, and he played a sharp edge, and he went down to the Holy Land of Lingshan with all his heart, why didn't he let go of the empty and silent cultivation, and his heart moved?

It's just that his actions are completely crowned with the righteousness of Buddhism, standing on the commanding heights of morality, and naturally becoming a Buddha, which is also a favorite method used by the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

Su Liu only didn't hear it, and said with a light smile: "There are hundreds of millions of sentient beings, countless evil demons, how can the power of the master be exhausted?" ”

The old monk raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't live in vain, I will kill you." ”

As soon as these words came out, people felt a sense of willpower in the dark, and Su Liu suddenly remembered the king of Jizo who did not swear to become a Buddha in hell, and a kind of awe-inspiring thought arose in his heart, and at the same time defined him: This old monk's cultivation is unfathomable, and it may not be impossible to say that he is in the top ten of the heavenly list.

The old monk of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple noticed the mental fluctuations of Su Liu and ordinary people from the subtleties, so as to determine Su Liu's cultivation, but he probably didn't know what Su Liu's identity was, but instead had a misunderstanding, believing that Su Liu had something to do with someone, so there was this temptation.

Perhaps this person is the person who the Lingshan Divine Monk of the Holy Land of the Purple Gold Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple wants to cross.

Such a person, even if you count the whole world, may be counted on both hands, and in Shudi, there is such a transcendent figure at the moment.

The two of them are all people with clear hearts, and in just a few words, they figured out that each other's purpose and intention were not contradictory, and at this time they stood side by side under the wall of Jindu City, facing all living beings, and after half a sound, Su Liucai sighed lightly and said: "A good one is not born in vain, I will kill it." The delusional master of the Zijin Ten Thousand Buddha Temple really understands the righteousness and is good, no wonder the King of Shu has to put on such a big battle to go out of the city to welcome. ”

He sighed softly, because at this time, there was a sound of neat and heavy footsteps in Jindu City, and the roaring sound of iron boots and bluestone ground stepping on the ground was clear to the ears, and he only heard his voice, and he was afraid that there were not thousands.

Can there be such a big pomp, except for the king of Shudi, who else?

Su Liu has the help of the Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique, and naturally listens clearly, but then he feels that it is different, it is not the king of Shu who comes, but a peerless master!

Master Delusion also has a similar use of the six senses of Buddhism, looking down at the crowd gradually dispersed by the Ming armor soldiers, without saying much, he played with the rosary in his hand and said two words calmly:

Here it comes. (To be continued.) )