Chapter 52: The Fifteenth Moon and Sixteenth Round

"Quack, do you want to eat?" A few peanuts floated in the air, and the god of death was sent to Luo Yu.

"Nope."

"What? Afraid of me doing something? ”

"No, I like boiled water."

"Hahahaha, you're so interesting, I'm really reluctant to let you leave this world." As if he had never been so happy, the Grim Reaper clutched his stomach and bent over, and the peanuts kept shaking with laughter.

"Interesting fellow, you have earned my respect, others call me the Grim Reaper, tell me your name."

"In the lower throat."

"Can I take a look at that kid then?"

"I'm sorry."

"Huh?" If the Evil Heaven Imperial Martial is a boiling lake, then the guy in front of him who calls himself the Grim Reaper is the calm Dead Sea.

The two people who confront each other are the gods who walk in the world, and the other is the people who kill gods in the world.

"Oops, forget it, this is for you." As if it was just a hallucination of Luo Yu, the god who looked at the world once again became a person who came out for an outing. took out a quaint ring and gently sent it to Luo Yu.

"Thank you." Without a trace of suspicion, without a trace of fear, Luo Yu took the ring, felt its power, and sealed it.

"What? Not satisfied? With it, your ideals can be achieved even when you are gone. ”

"No, it's just that it's the recognition of people, and I am the martial monarch of Tiandu, not the martial monarch who makes people agree." The demagogic fluctuations faded away, and Luo Yu held it in the palm of his hand.

"Interesting guy, I can give you a wish, I will wander in the world, you can mention it at any time, I'm gone." Seeing that Luo Yu's tall body had been guarding the door, the Grim Reaper, who was tired of fighting, walked away step by step, just as he had come. Except for the fine sweat on Luo Yu's back and the ring in his hand.

It's so terrifying that if it weren't for the power of sealing it, I wouldn't have the confidence to be affected by it. Tightly wrapped with the internal force solidified into an entity, the power that can press the refined steel into powder, it seems that it does not exist in this ring, Luo Yu carefully received it in his arms, knowing that it must not be left out, otherwise even a child who is powerless can set off a monstrous disaster.

Outside the back garden, in the small attic, Hate Heaven is busy packing his luggage, today is the fifteenth day of the first month, as if the beginning of the school in his previous life, he will embark on the journey to the Wanskai Initiates tomorrow. At the same time, a Buddha will worship Yijiao, and a godson of Yijiao will join Tiandu and worship Jun Fengqing as a teacher.

In the difficult situation, the most precious and scarce are not martial arts masters, not magic wizards, but qualified wise men, and even more scarce than wise men are qualified politicians. Because politicians will compromise and will bind their interests to the largest group of people. So Su is really true, Mu Shaoai is, and talking about no desire is not. It is not unreasonable for Desireless Heaven to be overthrown by angry martial arts people.

And Yi Xuanmiao, who has not yet been carried away by hatred, is undoubtedly the same. A good show whose ending is destined to fall into the hands of Buddhism, under his mediation, is mixed with the role of Yijiao.

Ying Wuqian looked at the moon tonight very unpleasantly, he was aggressive that day, and a few words forced Yi Xuan Miao to withdraw from the competition for the olive branch of Tiandu, but he didn't expect to fall into Yi Xuan Miao's trap. Taking retreat as advance, since he has already vetoed Yijiao once, and he will tear his face if he vetoes it again, Venerable Wan Sakai will not want this kind of thing to happen, and will naturally be slightly biased towards Yi Xuan Miao. And Yi Xuan Miao proposed that Buddhism should take over the hatred of heaven and evil, and Buddhism naturally would not say that this sect was shallow and should be given to Confucianism and Taoism. And Confucianism and Taoism faced the alliance of Buddhism, and agreed to focus on Xuan Miao's calculations, and sent him the favor of Buddhism, and the situation was even worse if he didn't agree, and Buddha Yi joined forces, who wants to see it?

So Yijiao hitchhiked a ride on Tiandu and sent his eldest son Xiaoran, Wu Shenwei, into Tiandu. In that case, this must not be allowed to happen! Tear up the secret message that your friend gave you, or you don't have to open it to know what's going on.

Tomorrow intercepts and forgets, hates both less!

Unlike Ying Wuqian, who admires the moon on a high-rise building, the man in black who has nothing to do with creation cannot see the moon. looks like a killer, but wears a broad-bladed oxtail knife, which undoubtedly does not meet the criteria of a killer. However, the peerless sword cultivation made him not care about this kind of thing at all. That's right, this killer is the chairman of the world's sealing sword, proud of the world's universal sword.

Chairman Dao, who has been in financial crisis since the Battle of Happy Forest, is determined to secretly construct a military organization of his own to act as his black glove. At the same time, it is also necessary to take into account the function of collecting money, Gao Boss, as an old bustard, can manage the happy forest with a strength far beyond the world's sealing knife, and Dao Wuji has been taught. The methods that he looked down on in the past also came into view. He realized a truth: there is no superiority in means, only advantages and disadvantages.

In the dreary cave, one by one the silent killers are practicing the killing knife technique compiled by Dao Wuji and the drunken Huanglong, but the knife that has never seen the blood of a master will never be called a famous knife. So Dao Wuji decided that tomorrow would be the time to witness his achievements. Tomorrow to intercept and kill the people of Tiandu, hate the evil of the sky, or the power of the evil heaven and the martial arts, must be in the hands of the hand.

What is the sky like, and can you see the moon here? Forget the depths of the subtle is both curious and sad. But my father is very happy about this, and if my father is happy, then as the eldest brother, I will not let my father down.

The two younger brothers are not very happy, although they have repeatedly promised that he will come back for a reunion on the fifteenth day of next year, but the younger brother forgets the dust and hangs on his lap, looking like I will cry to you if you dare to go. Thinking of this, the corners of Forget Shenwei's mouth rose slightly.

He himself is very much looking forward to seeing what kind of style the peerless swordsman who impressed his uncle will be, and what kind of gentleman Jun Fengqing, the sword master who does not lose his uncle's Yi Xuanmiao, is a gentleman. Although he has not yet arrived in Tiandu, he is the first person under the god of Tiandu Wujun, and he has heard the name of the god above the human being. And the aftermath of that battle, which can distort and change the trend of regional borders and leylines, is also fascinating. When you go to Xiwulin, you must visit the ruins of the former war of cutting the sky.

If I can become such a master, my father won't be so worried, right? I also hope to share my father's worries like my uncle.

Looking at the same bright moon, the hatred of heaven and evil is also very much looking forward to the Wankai Initiate. After all, it was the place where the top of the three sects used to be. Although now the Taoist Dao Xuan is far away from the Taoist realm, the Buddhist forces rise and fall, each independent, and the Confucian Sect has shifted its center of gravity after the rise of the boundless sea of learning. But it is undeniable that as long as the secluded capital does not fall for a day, the Wanskai Initiates Association will still be the bull's ear of martial arts.

I am about to apprentice to Buddhism, and I don't know what awaits me.

Hate the sky and evil blew out the lights, forgot Shen slightly coaxed his crying brother, Dao Wuji arranged the killer, and Ying Wuqian replied to his friend. Everything is ready, tomorrow, look at the means of fate.