Shen Hai's family was a well-known scholarly family in Qincheng and had a special status among the upper class. The scholarly family here does not refer to secular scholars, but to families who specialize in the study of immortal classics. As a broad and profound language, Chinese cultivators spent their entire lives studying and contemplating, and over time, Xianwen replaced the original language of this world and became the superior language used by monks in their daily communication.

Naturally, the monks usually socialize and gather, throw pots for fun, and recite poems and become an indispensable noble and elegant thing. If you can compose a poem that is widely praised, it will receive the same attention in the circle of monks as the ancient literati.

Shen Hai was born in a famous family, and his ancestors had extremely outstanding talent in immortal literature, and he was extremely good at poetry, and naturally had his advantages in talisman making and puppet techniques, so he has always been highly respected in the academy, and he is the first choice for many princesses and sons.

Therefore, whether it was from the Shen family's consideration of the incense money from Miaoshan Temple, or from the status of Shen Hai himself, Jingyuan had to save him. This Yang Hu in front of him did not have the slightest scruples, in case Shen Hai had a good deal in Miaoshan Temple, it would be a troublesome matter.

Therefore, when Yang Xiu attacked, Jingyuan did not dodge or dodge and immediately responded to the battle, his eyes were full of battle intent.

Monk Jingyuan is also a mid-stage cultivator of quenching the body, a Zen staff and magic weapon dance Huo Huo Shengfeng, extremely powerful, every time it intersects with the White Deer Sword, countless sparks are encountered, and the dispersed spiritual power is raging and sweeping, turning into a hurricane in front of the temple and buzzing. The monks who had just come over had too low a cultivation level for no one to get close.

Both are still sane. didn't use the killer under the Dao Talisman, just a simple competition in skill and cultivation. The two competed a few tricks, and Yang Xiu was also a little surprised in his heart. The heart said that this Jingyuan monk is very good, and he must have been a practitioner in the early stage of quenching.

Yang Xiu was angry in his heart, seeing that the other party was a little difficult, he snorted coldly and stopped leaving his hand, exerted eight points of strength, used the sword as a stick, and swung out a vortex of spiritual power and smashed it on the Zen staff. The surrounding people heard a loud "bang!" The shocked eyes and Venus ears buzzed, and he swayed and fell.

Jingyuan was taken aback. barely grabbed the Zen staff that was knocked back by Yang Xiu, but his body involuntarily flew out more than five feet away, and his arms were shocked and numb. When he stabilized his figure and looked forward, Yang Xiu had already slapped one hand on Old Mr. Shen's shoulder. Smiling, he looks harmless to humans and animals.

Jingyuan knew that Shenhai District had a double cultivation of quenching body, and there was no chance at all in the face of this person.

"Elder Shen, you and I have no grievances, why bother targeting me like this?"

Yang Xiu patted Shen Hai's shoulder lightly and said in a low voice, "You also found out what kind of person I am before you provoke me, okay?"

Shen Haiqi, who was old and serious, trembled, pointed at Yang Xiu and trembled: "There is no respect for the elder...... Arrogant and domineering ......"

"Arrogant...... Proud of your sister!"

Yang Xiu knocked off Shen Hai's palm, and said coldly with a dark face: "Old man." One last warning to you, don't mess with me. Now, if we were in the wilderness, Lao Tzu would have buried you alive. I hate people who are plotting behind their backs. Especially an old guy like you!"

"Yang Hu, calm down, don't hurt Mr. Shen!"

Jing Yuan saw that Yang Xiu's face was not good, and hurriedly shouted: "This time it must be a misunderstanding, everything is easy to say." In case Mr. Shen has a bad deal, and the city lord blames him, things are not something you and I can control. ”

Jingyuan's words just spoke of Yang Xiu's thoughts. If it weren't for worrying about Emperor Qin's attitude, Yang Xiu would have been able to slap Shen Hai out right now.

Turning his head and grinning at Jingyuan. Yang Xiu took out a small black bamboo bucket from his arms, then pinched open Old Man Shen's mouth and poured it down. Most of the pale green juice was drunk by Shen Hai, and some overflowed the corners of his mouth, and the monks in the distance were in a cold sweat. Jingyuan lowered his head and covered his face with his hands, his heart was finished, and there was no hope for the incense money in the future.

This guy poured poison into Shen Hai in public? Is it not responsible for killing people like this!

Shen Hai coughed incessantly from being filled with juice, and the strange taste made the old man cry, so he was not embarrassed. Yang Xiu casually threw the bamboo tube to the ground, and walked to Jingyuan with his hands behind his back. The monks who came over retreated in fright, Yang Xiu and Jingyuan had a draw just now, but everyone could see it clearly, and everyone couldn't beat it together.

"Monk, don't worry, that's not poison. I happen to have something to ask you about~"

Yang Xiu's words were relaxed, and he was in a good mood with a smile. Monk Jingyuan was speechless for a while, and first came to Mr. Shen's side to investigate, and made sure that the other party's life was not in danger, then he turned to look at Yang Xiu and said, "My Buddha is merciful, Yang Shizhu is young but not reckless or impulsive, rare." ”

"It's so-so,"

Yang Xiu waved his hand and said, glanced back, the monks around him immediately hulala pushed back a lot, Yang Xiu couldn't help but be happy, and said to Jingyuan: "Master Jingyuan, I don't know what the Buddha in your mouth is?"

Monk Jingyuan helped Shen Hai up, and when he heard Yang Xiu's question, his face turned different, and he said calmly: "The little monk's cultivation is shallow, and he only knows that Buddha is the truth, and everything in front of him, could it be that Lord Yang is interested in Buddhism?"

"That's not true, I'm just a little curious about the origin of your Buddhism, and the Venerable Master Zizai enshrined in this Miaoshan Temple, I wonder if Master Jingyuan can solve my doubts?" Yang Xiu said lightly.

Monk Jingyuan was curious when he heard this, and his heart became more and more unable to see through the young man in front of him.

Since the inexplicable annihilation of Buddhism thousands of years ago, only a very small number of Buddhist exercises have been handed down, and a few of them have been controlled by the major sects of the Three Kingdoms. Even Jingyuan himself searched for Buddhist exercises but couldn't, and he practiced another kind of classical books, and now he is in Miaoshan Temple just to practice Buddhism.

Buddhism is not a practice, it can only cultivate one's self and nature, and cannot help others to practice, so few immortal cultivators are interested. Occasionally, monks come to Miaoshan Temple, but they just have the idea of looking for the exercises of Buddhist cultivation classics, and there are very few people like Yang Xiu who directly inquire about Buddhism.

Monk Jingyuan asked Shen Hai to help him down, and walked to Yang Xiu's body and said kindly: "Since Lord Yang is interested. It is better for the poor monks to have a long talk on their knees and understand the Dharma together. ”

"Are you sure you don't want to drag me here and wait for the people from Qin City to come over?"

Yang Xiu looked at the beautiful eyebrows in front of him. The long-looking monk said, "And you also have a share of my plot just now, right?"

Monk Jingyuan recited in a low voice, and said with a solemn face: "My Buddha is compassionate. The past is like a cloud of smoke that cannot be touched, so why let them charm your eyes? The donor is naturally intelligent and auspicious. In the future, there will be great creation, and sticking to the past will be harmful and unprofitable. ”

"I rely on ......"

Yang Xiu folded his hands sincerely when he heard this. He gave a salute to the other party, and said in his heart that this Jingyuan monk was shameless and cheeky, and he had a feeling of finding a confidant.

Monk Jingyuan frowned slightly, although he didn't understand what Yang Xiu meant by the two words. But looking at the expression, I knew that it was not a good word, and I was about to enlighten myself with Buddhism, when I suddenly heard a roar in the distance, and the earth shook non-stop, as if the entire city and the spiritual mountain were shaking.

Yang Xiu and Monk Jingyuan were shocked, and looked up at the sky almost at the same time, and found that the clear sky was suddenly overcast, and there was rolling thunder roaring in the far sky, which made people unsettled.

Monk Jingyuan raised his hand and threw out the Zen staff. Silently reciting the decision, the imperial envoy weapon quickly flew into the sky. Yang Xiu raised his hand and made a move, and a black eagle flew in the sky in the distance. It was the huge puppet giant eagle, Yang Xiu grabbed the giant eagle's claws and soared into the air.

The terrain of Miaoshan Temple was already towering, and at this moment, the two of them flew high, taking in the entire Qincheng and the wild jungle outside the city. After seeing the situation outside the city clearly, the two of them invariably showed shocked expressions and did not speak for a long time.

In the distance, there seemed to be ten thousand beasts galloping in the sky covered with black clouds. From time to time, huge fierce birds and unknown birds of prey show their scales and half-claws and gallop towards the north. Countless fierce beasts gathered together, filled with terrifying ferocity. Even if it is separated from Qincheng by a hundred miles, it is still terrifying.

The wild jungle at the junction of heaven and earth was full of demonic energy, and it was impossible to see how many demon beasts were running wildly in the smoke and dust, causing the earth to tremble, and the sound of the beasts roaring came from afar, startling countless birds in the jungle.

The whole world seems to be covered by demon beasts, ten thousand demons are galloping, and the heavens and the earth are wailing. The noon sun seems to be covered by demonic energy, and the darkness is cold and chilling. Yang Xiu saw this kind of scene of ten thousand demons coming out for the first time, and his heart was shocked.

This is the scale of the monster beast in the wilderness?

"The demon beast offensive has begun?" Yang Xiu muttered, thinking that the master and Liu Xian and the others should have returned to Tongzhou, he was worried, and he didn't know what the situation was on the border between the southern part of the wilderness and Tongzhou. How many years has the Green Basin not seen demon beasts attacking the country, and now the tragic situation in ancient times is about to repeat itself?

"The war has begun, and I don't know how many lives will be destroyed,"

Jing Yuan, who was standing on the Zen staff, looked solemnly, looked into the distance, and said in a tone that quickly changed: "But if such a little demon beast rushes to the north, most of them will be easily eliminated by Fanjing Mountain, if you go to the north at this time, you will definitely be able to pick up a lot of materials on the demon beasts, and the opportunity is rare~ Yang Shizhu, don't you go and take a look?"

"Okay, Master Jingyuan will take me there, and I will share half of the spoils with you. Yang Xiu rolled his eyes when he heard this and said, such a huge group of beasts is still a little demon beast, and he wants to follow up to pick up the cheap, Yang Xiu suddenly wondered if this monk was a Buddhist person.

"My Buddha is compassionate. Monk Jingyuan recited the Buddha's name, and restored a compassionate image.

The herd of beasts rushed like a tide, and it did not stop for a long time. The great monks in Qincheng were in charge, and these beasts did not dare to touch their edges, bypassing the Qincheng city and the twelve surrounding villages, and rushed towards the north. Even so, the inhabitants of the city were still panicked, and some scattered in terror.

Yang Xiu's puppet giant eagle had limited strength and couldn't support it for too long, so it fell to the ground and put down Yang Xiu after a while, flapped its wings and flew away, and Monk Jingyuan also followed behind.

"Brother Yang, follow me into the meditation room,"

Monk Jingyuan looked around, smiled, and said politely: "The monks from Qincheng haven't come here yet, it seems that Brother Yang is very good at eating in Qincheng, we must discuss Buddhism well, and talk about the incense and silver in this temple......"

After such a while, from the donor to the Yang donor, and then to the Yang brother, Yang Xiu suddenly felt that this Jingyuan monk was a little interesting.

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Ningguo, Tongzhou.

At the same time that Yang Xiu saw the Beast Dynasty, the demon beasts were on the side, and the villages and towns near Tongzhou and the barbaric border were all spared, and they were ruthlessly bloodbathed by the demon beasts, and the lives were miserable.

Emperor Ning ordered to send heavy troops north to protect the Terran city, and the monks of various sects also formed a demon slayer alliance, vowing to destroy all the invading demon beasts, and a big war was about to break out.

The Ning State Immortal Cultivation Realm was already weak in the south and strong in the north, and the Immortal Mo Sect suddenly judged the human race, which greatly weakened the strength of the Tongzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm. Fortunately, Liu Wenzhong rushed back in time with the spirit boat, which greatly increased the strength of the Tongzhou monks, and they barely blocked the attack of the demon beasts.

On the Heavenly Book Peak.

Liu Wenzhong, who was dressed in a white robe, still had the same demeanor as when he took the Xianwen Entrance Examination. With his hands in his sleeves, a hidden invisible temperament permeated the surroundings, and there was a flash of light between the opening and closing of his eyes, revealing a trace of momentum that looked at the world. (To be continued)