Chapter Forty-Eight: Extracting Demons
It is said that Taoism is used in troubled times, and Confucianism is worshiped in prosperous times. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
However, the world of Shuanglong at the end of the Sui Dynasty is contrary, at this time, whether it is in the temple or between the rivers and lakes, the influence of Buddhism is in full swing, far beyond people's imagination.
A Cihang Jingzhai can be in charge of the world's white road bull ears, and only one heir concubine was born, and he said that he could choose a Ming monarch for the world and lead the wind and clouds in all directions.
Shang Ping, the old fox, only spoke half of what he said, and the young marshal Dongming couldn't help but ask: "Between the rivers and lakes, there are many holy monks, but they are only the great power of Buddhism, but it is none other than the heir of Cihang Jingzhai, the concubine?" ”
Hearing the name Concubine Xuan, Li Shentong's face darkened slightly, he was the core of Li Valve's core, and Cihang Jingzhai was also a person in the same boat, and he naturally controlled much more news than Shang Ming.......
This thing is not glorious, of course, it was forcibly suppressed by Cihang Jingzhai.
However, a look of jealousy inevitably appeared between his eyebrows, and these faces were very well concealed by him, and the old fox Shang Ping, who was sitting opposite him at this time, stroked his palms and laughed: "Today's holy monks, there is no pure thought of the temple of the empty Zen master, the Jiaxiang master of the Three Treatise Sect, the Emperor of Huayan Sect, the master of Zen Daoxin, the wisdom master of Tiantai Sect, ......"
Seeing that he was like a treasure, Li Shentong also nodded slightly, Elder Shang Ping of Dongming is known for his wisdom, and it seems that he can be a little bit more encompassing.....
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The breeze blows Weishui, it is the sunset, and the floating red glimmer falls all over Chang'an.
In the land of Guanzhong, the gate valve era has been in business for a long time, even if it has suffered from war, this Chang'an City is still an indescribable prosperous situation.
On a very high mountain peak, some people stand slightly in the wind, just overlooking the rivers and mountains, and see Chang'an at a glance.
The mountains are nameless, but this person is very famous, and even just a name containing fairy energy has made countless Angzang men worship under her elegant skirt.
Concubine Xuan!
At this time, this fairy was at the top of the peak, doing a strange thing, the left hand and the right hand were moving together, the left hand was demonstrating an extremely wonderful swordsmanship, and the right hand seemed to be imitating another kind of martial arts, dismantling each other.
The movements are a little intermittent and reluctant, but you can also get a glimpse of the mystery and horror of this kind of martial arts.
"Wonderful."
There were four old monks sitting in front of Shi Fei Xuan, and the first old monk had already spoken: "If you have a little shape, you still can't see it, but you can know that the benefactor's cultivation is indeed above you, or not under the evil king of the year." ”
The second old monk also made a conclusion: "Concubine Xuan is a genius who has not been met in a hundred years, but he lost his sword in his hand, no wonder he dares to call himself an invincible hand in pushing Heluo, and he is not a clear sword heart, and he is definitely not the opponent of this person." ”
Concubine Xuan made a movement in her hand, and said faintly: "Several masters don't know, the King of Luoyang took away the empty sword in Concubine Xuan's hand, and said a word. ”
Jiaxiang lowered his eyes and said: "Even if you practice to the point where the sword heart is clear, you may not be the opponent of the donor." ”
The three old monks looked sideways together, and saw that the concubine nodded solemnly, with white beards and solemn faces.
It has been some time since the farewell on the bank of the Luoshui River, but she still can't forget the humiliation, and even sometimes wakes up at night when she falls asleep, and what lingers in her mind is the pair of eyes of the King of Luoyang that contain infinite darkness and coldness.
The concubine Xuan, who was covered with countless layers of aura, was a Lingbo fairy in the eyes of others, but in front of that domineering man, she was no different from a grain of humble dust.
"A few masters have a lot of knowledge, can they recognize the origin of this person's martial arts?"
The master concubine asked respectfully, the Buddhist family, if you can get one or two cracking methods from the masters of this sect, and meet them again in the future, you can deal with it.
"The old man is only obsessed with his old age, but his cultivation is not as good as his."
The result disappointed her, the oldest kind old monk shook his head and smiled, and continued: "The tricks used by Concubine Xuan have been perfected to the extreme, and none of them are not killing moves, even if any of the four of us are present, exerting all our strength, we can barely hold three hundred hands. If Lao Wei expected it to be true, this donor's martial arts are too vigorous, and he also has some demon brand marks, and his talent is arrogant, and he is not under the young Shi Zhixuan. ”
Another old monk also frowned and sighed lightly: "Concubine Xuan has obtained the essence of the sword code, and only those who have mastered the means of the Demon Gate can have such ability." ”
"A few days ago, Senior Brother Kong also met a demon master, saying that it was the Dao Heart Demon who reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and there were two demon leaders in a row, could it be that today's trend is really that the Buddha Dao is disappearing and the demon is rising?"
"Dao Heart Cultivator!"
There were slight ripples in the concubine's heart, and the knuckles of her slender hands and fingers were clenched and turned white.
"However, since there is a great demon born in the world, how can we sit idly by?"
Huo Di, the venerable Emperor Heart, got up, with a majestic figure, like a mighty golden-bodied Arhat, unable to say solemn and solemn determination.
The other three monks also folded their hands, displayed them in front of their chests, bowed their heads slightly, and said, "Good! ”
"Remove this demon for the people of the world."
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The courtyard is deep, a little deep.
An unusually majestic white-feathered falcon roared, floated and swooped down in the distance, and obediently stopped in the palm of Shen Luoyan's hand.
"Mrs. Dongming entered the Shangxiu Fangju of the Manqing Academy, and Li Shentong has arrived at the Dongming Courtyard and is having a secret meeting with Shang Ming......"
She took out the letter on the foot of the eagle, flew away, unfolded a soft reading, and then her eyes flashed, and the back in front of her was still unmoving, as if it was a bottomless deep pool, Shen Luo Yanying ~ lips lightly opened, and said: "Lord, how to deal with this matter?" ”
Shen Luoyan didn't ask half a word about Kou Zhong, and with her eyesight, she recognized the appearance of Kou Zhong, one of the two dragons, after the first glance, of course, before Su Liuji swallowed up the immortal true qi.
This kind of unimaginable thing happened in her eyes, but Shen Luoyan didn't seem to hear of it, and Kou Zhong was just a chess piece in her eyes.
"The opportunity for immortality is wonderful, even if I gain the Tao, I have to use a battle of life and death to prove my martial arts......"
Su Liu muttered to himself, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Shang Ming and his ilk are like pigs and dogs, so why don't you sneer." Li Shentong was bold and brave, and he dared to come to Luoyang to seek death, which fulfilled him. However, his identity is an opportunity that can be used to speed up the process of the game of dominating the world. Falling geese, spreading all kinds of anti-kings to the text, Luoyang to list the list with martial arts, summoning the world's heroes into the Beijing Alliance, who can occupy the top, can get the secret of Yang Gong's treasure house! ”
"Yang Gong's treasure house, you can win the world."
Shen Luoyan's beautiful eyes lit up, and she murmured: "With this gimmick, you can make Cihang Jingzhai's right to speak aside, completely muddy the water, and make the heroes of the world enter here, and then take advantage of the situation to frustrate the spirit of six or seven out of ten......"