Crossing Sikong Yulong and the little monk, Su Tiantian put his two fingers together as a sword, his whole body was tense like a straight line, and he castrated very quickly, and in an instant, he went to the old man in Mai and took his throat.

However, before Su Tiantian could react, he was hammered away by the old man.

Su Tiantian turned over and retreated, endured the sharp pain in his shoulder, and whispered to Sikong Yulong: "It's very tricky, this old man is worthy of being a master of the destiny of heaven for decades, it is estimated that the two of us will go together, and in his eyes, it is just a child's play." ”

"What should I do?"

Sikong Yulong remained silent, in fact, he had been calculating the advance speed of the army behind him.

After pondering for a moment, Sikong Yulong said: "Then let's not care about him, you guard the surrounding enemy, pay attention to what other back-hand ambushes the other party has, and I will meet the red-skinned king over there." As for this old man, the little monk, is he sure that he will stop for a quarter of an hour? ”

The little monk looked serious and nodded slightly, leaving only Sikong Yulong and Su Tiantian with a clear back.

"Then do it."

"Okay."

As soon as Su Tiantian's voice fell, his figure was fluttering, and he seemed to be absent by the wind of the yellow sand.

Sikong Yulong rushed to the thunder in one step, and pointed his sword directly at Zhao Longcheng.

He Yongshan watched the actions of the three of them, and his heart became more and more strange, they didn't seem to have taken this old man who had been at the peak of his destiny and dominated the Northern Desert for many years in his eyes.

He Yongshan looked at the young monk in front of him and sneered: "You are a member of Buddhism, and you also want to enter the red dust?" ”

The young monk shook his head and asked the old man in front of him, who was called the "Great Devil" in the Northern Desert, "Where is the Pure Land and Filthy Land?" ”

"Being in the Buddha Hall, can you survive the suffering of this world? Is being on the battlefield increasing the karma in your hands? In the opinion of the little monk, there is no such reason. ”

The little monk looked solemn. Su Zi, a great talent in the previous dynasty, once said that "this heart is my hometown", and the little monk said that it is also a kind of mysterious and mysterious realm, similar to "a moment of epiphany and a Buddha", my heart is pure, where is not the West Heaven.

He Yongshan stretched out his hands and said calmly: "Okay, I won't argue with you, I'll send you to the West Heaven." ”

The young monk closes his eyes and folds his hands in front of his chest.

He Yongshan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he exclaimed in surprise.

The vision in front of him couldn't help but be shocked.

"Instantly! You have cultivated such a realm at such a young age? Also, why do you have the great power of a monk and a bodhisattva? ”

The little monk stood solemnly in front of him, and a huge Bodhisattva phantom shone in the same posture behind him, wearing a vase, and the treasure was solemn. Naga is always in place, and there is no time. Buddhism not only has Bodhisattvas with low eyebrows, but also has angry eyes.

Qingteng Lane, Old Cicada Street, Xunyang City.

The little beggar Gu Nanfeng was sitting opposite Gu Qianqiu's desk.

Following Lao Bai all the way from the north city gate, Gu Nanfeng kept muttering, and he didn't understand what kind of medicine they were selling in their gourd. Yulong's master is notoriously unfathomable, Gu Nanfeng has rarely seen him, but as long as he meets him, he can't help but be stunned. In Gu Nanfeng's opinion, it is probably a thousand-year-old demon, covered with cobwebs, green fangs, and killed when they meet...... It would be fitting to describe this old guy. Lao Bai's unrighteous thing stopped at the wine shop at the mouth of the alley, and finally Gu Nanfeng had no choice but to walk in alone.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Gu Nanfeng suddenly raised his head and saw the old man opposite looking at him. Gu Nanfeng desperately tried to see his true intentions from Gu Qianqiu's smiling expression, but to no avail.

Gu Qianqiu didn't care.

But the old man's next sentence made Gu Nanfeng almost collapse on the spot, and his heart was shaky.

"The small intelligence organization you yourself set up in Xunyang, the beggar hall, can be disbanded. In the past ten years, you have made a little fuss, and I can turn a blind eye and ignore it. But from now on, Zhongzhou will be treacherous, the situation will be ever-changing, and there will be no need for that child-like power. ”

The old man stared straight at Gu Nanfeng, "If you don't disband, I'll help you disperse." ”

Gu Nanfeng got up in the chair and said eagerly: "But Mr. ......"

"Sit down!"

Gu Qianqiu snorted, and Gu Nanfeng sat back on the chair.

"Don't you remember the sentence 'There is calm in every big event', so eager and impetuous, how can you Gu Nanfeng be a good leader of an intelligence organization? Xunyang Xiangyang has been in turmoil for the past few days, how many useful information can your organization come up with? ”

"The Sikong royal family quietly entered the city from the south gate of Xunyang."

"Li Qinsheng, the prince of Xiqi, and Su Yunpao, the general of Tiance, have passed the ruins of the Su Mansion, and they are about to become the main mansion of the guest city."

"The disciple of the ascetic monk, the young monk Li Qingzhou hid from the sky and crossed the sea, and escaped the lotus flower in one step. It's not an old man, I'll give Yulong a reminder, you won't think about it in your life. ”

"A Ye Changlou walked out of the Southern Wilderness, and secretly had his own martial arts masters to follow."

"Xie Lingfu, who made a sword and sang at the Dry Bone Pass in Xiqi, and the white deer of the Xie family who disappeared in the history of Wuzhou Mountain, once walked in front of your eyes."

“……”

"Even a Xunyang can not be fully grasped, how to look at Zhongzhou, sort out the context, and lay out the world? Su Tiantian's two swords are gone, why don't you replace them with new swords? Where will Sikong Yulong go? The reason behind a Xunyang provokes the forces of the Quartet in the world, these veins, grass snake gray line, and thousands of miles of veins, have you Gu Nanfeng thought about it? ”

Gu Nanfeng was stunned in a cold sweat.

Gu Qianqiu sneered: "I'll give you another piece of news, because of your inaction, Sikong Yulong will go to Xiangyang, and he will face not only a prince of the Northern Desert - 'Dragon King' Zhao Longcheng, but also Heyongshan, this old immortal who has relied on the Mandate of Heaven for thirty-two years, is the most ruthless, and is known as the butcher." Facing the siege of these two people at the same time, Sikong Yulong's ending is certain death. But you don't have to be too sad, after all, not long ago, you just finished sending those three people off, didn't you? ”

Gu Nanfeng's eyes were frightened, and his face was like ashes. As an orphan, Gu Nanfeng has had an inferiority, gloom and loneliness in his bones since he was a child, but God seems to have a preference for him, and he met like-minded friends in Xunyang. But this time, because of his uselessness, the support in his life seemed to be about to collapse. Coupled with the old man's mean words, Gu Nanfeng's heart seemed to be floating in the sea of bitterness.

At the moment when Gu Nanfeng's heart was about to collapse, Gu Qianqiu snapped the table with one finger and instantly pulled Gu Nanfeng back from the state of boating in the bitter sea.

"Xiangyang City Shen Kuo will not let Sikong Yulong die on the battlefield in vain, Hong Chengchou is short-sighted, but he is still loyal to Xunyang, with these two people, Xiangyang soldiers and horses, a Heyongshan can not be killed. Xianshu, who was already preparing to die in the south of the Yangtze River, passed on his whole body of Buddhism to his disciple Li Qingzhou with a profound method of Buddhism's wide aspirations, and then looked at the absorption of this young monk, the golden body treasure was no longer inferior to Xianshu, and it was more than enough to stop He Yongshan for a while. As long as he waits for the Xiangyang soldiers and horses, He Yongshan will have to think about how to take Zhao Longcheng out of the battlefield. You don't know a word about such an important thing, you talk about it, in this world of fighting, what is the use of Sikong Yulong and they want you? ”

Gu Nanfeng raised his head and burst into tears.

After a long time, this little beggar who has been crawling and rolling in Xunyang for more than ten years, this man who will feel lonely in the crowd, after piecing together the broken heart, he trembled and solemnly shook Gu Qianqiu.

"Please sir teach me the art of supporting the dragon."

As soon as he said this, the little beggar felt that the world was spinning, and the old man and consciousness in front of him receded like a tide, and then fainted on the chair.

Gu Qianqiu took out the wine gourd and took a sip of wine, and the door was gently pushed open.

Lao Bai walked in from outside, put one hand on the shoulder of Gu Nanfeng, who had fainted, and said with a smile: "He is really a person who cannot be helped by the sky, his heart has been broken like this, and he can still speak with a sigh of shame." ”

Gu Qianqiu was noncommittal and said, "Isn't that the wild dog? If you don't grab a little food in front of you, don't grab things from other people's mouths, can you survive in this troubled world? ”

Lao Bai said: "Then let him take over the 'Lou Ship'?" ”

Gu Qianqiu took a sip of wine, "I don't care what method you use, Gu Nanfeng must sort out all the intelligence context of the three northwestern states and Chang'an at the beginning of spring next year." Autumn leaves see autumn flowers, before the snow falls, we must integrate all matters in Zhongzhou, and make full preparations for the gunpowder smoke that will be ignited in Xiqi. ”

Lao Bai glanced at the dizzy boy with pity.

As if remembering something, Lao Bai suddenly said: "I never thought that Qingzhou could really take this cause and effect." ”

Gu Qianqiu nodded rarely, "It's not easy to withstand this Buddha's heart, ten years ago, I knew that this little monk's Buddha heart is tenacious, and ten years later, his heart is still like glass." But he is too pure and white, and there is a line between becoming a Buddha and the edge of the earth, and the further is the golden body is unblemished, and the consciousness is complete, and the step back is the worldly boat. But everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, and they can't say whether they are good or bad. ”

Gu Qianqiu poured another sip of wine and said casually: "Yulong has already reached a high position, and this group of young people are not far behind him. Thinking about the three-order nine realms of martial arts, when the name of the realm was determined, the three religions had to intervene and argue, so the Emperor Daque made a decision, Confucianism was the state religion, and the advance of the high-level three-grade realm was secretly combined, so the three products were determined to be "high", the second product "holy word", and the first product "Mandate of Heaven", and then according to the influence of the time, Buddhism was second, and Taoism was at the end. However, in Buddhism, people cultivate the three realms of single order, whether it is the Buddha's cultivation of "Luo Pre", "Flick of the Fingers", "Instant" or Taoist cultivation of "no self", "no merit", and "no name", which has its own essence, but it has nothing to do with the advancement of the nine to four grades of martial arts, and only seeks to be pragmatic and break the mirror. With the big rattan armor as the standard, breaking the ten armor and exhausting it is said to be nine products, and each more than ten armor is broken to advance a realm, until the third grade is above, and it can not be speculated by common sense. The nine realms of martial arts, the end of a product is "longevity", Buddhism is called "perfection", and Taoism is called "leisure". Thousands of years and thousands of years, just waiting for the sky to be sealed, there is no difference between heaven and earth, this is the road to the deadhead, and it is also the real end. ”

Lao Bai listened quietly, but his mind moved slightly, as if he had personally experienced the groundbreaking scene when it was like the primeval flood, and his heart was fascinated.

As he walked back, Lao Bai asked the last question.

"If Qingzhou hadn't been in the moment, or happened to be not in Xunyang at this time, what would happen to this trip to Xiangyang?"

"Then another person will come on the wind and nail Heyongshan to the battlefield with a sword."

On the battlefield, Heyongshan had already sacrificed his left-handed knife at the bottom of the box, but he still couldn't break the little monk's golden body.

"Herb!"

Zhao Longcheng said to the old man.

He Yongshan responded with a smile: "Don't worry about Longcheng, there are cracks in this little monk's golden body, and the old man will break this treasure body." ”

Zhao Longcheng, who had already retreated into a dragon, said again: "Herb, go back, don't fight." ”

He Yongshan felt strange, but he still stopped. Sikong Yulong and Su Tiantian retreated to the little monk's side, and He Yongshan stepped behind Zhao Longcheng.

The horse's hooves vibrate.

He Yongshan said in a low voice: "It's just four thousand soldiers and horses, twice as much, and I can also protect you from the encirclement." ”

"No, I already have other plans."

Zhao Longcheng glanced at the young man who was almost cornered not far away, put the knife behind his back again, and said quietly.

"Your name is Sikong Yulong? We'll meet again. ”

Sikong Yulong put his sword in the sheath, caged his sleeves and smiled.

"Heyongshan, and that yellow-mouthed child!"

The four thousand soldiers and horses had stopped, but one of them galloped out of the battle with a gun, and it was Hong Chengchou, the deputy general of Xiangyang. His eyes were cloudy, but he couldn't reach it.

He Yongshan asked, "Do you want to kill?" ”

"Not necessarily."

Thousands of miles of lonely clouds, yellow sand and birds.