"Xiaohu, are you okay?"

Under the ring, Qin Hu's whole body was covered in blood, and the skin, flesh, muscles and bones of his upper body were almost torn apart by Brother Meng Yuan, and the scarlet blood flowed down like a spring, dyeing the ground red!

Zhao Qi'er nervously took out the elixir to help him feed it.

"Brother Finch, I'm sorry, I, I'm losing again." Qin Hu gasped, and every time his chest rose and fell, blood overflowed from the rift!

"Stop talking! Protect your heart with evil qi first! Zhao Qi'er put her spiritual strength into Qin Hu's heart to help him regulate his breathing.

Soon, Qin Hu's injuries stabilized.

"Brother Finch, this Mengyuan monk's strength is very strong, but if it were you, he would definitely be able to win!" Qin Hu knew that Zhao Qi'er had a seal that turned the sky upside down, if he used it, it would be able to defeat the Seven Realms of Earth Evil, and if he played, he would win!

But......

"Xiaohu, you know that I am low-key and don't like to be in the limelight." Zhao Que'er's eyes flashed with a cold light, and said: "This limelight, it's better to let the poetry and sword fairy come out!" ”

"Brother Que, this ......" Before Qin Hu finished speaking, Zhao Que'er had already gotten up and shouted loudly: "Poetry Sword Immortal, if Poetry Sword Immortal makes a move, he will definitely win!" ”

His voice quickly spread, and the people in the entire square could hear it clearly!

The next moment......

"That's right! Poetry Sword Fairy! We also have the Poetry Sword Fairy! ”

"Poetry Sword Immortal is the third on the list, and he will definitely be able to clean up this group of grassland barbarians!"

"I'm going to ask Shi Jianxian to come out of the mountain, so that he can teach this group of barbarians who don't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth a good lesson!"

"The poetry and sword immortal is invincible, Meng Yuan will be defeated!!"

"The poetry and sword immortal is invincible, Meng Yuan will be defeated!!"

In Qinglong Square, the voices of tens of thousands of people gathered together, turning into the three characters of poetry and sword immortals, resounding in the night sky!

In the southeast of the square, Li Mu, who was wearing a fox mask, sighed silently, what he was most worried about had happened.

For the vast majority of the people, since Li Mu is ranked third on the land list, his strength must also be the third in the great cadres!

But they didn't know that he, the third, was deliberately put on by Longhu Mountain, and the beautiful name was because he condensed the sword heart, and he could be unimpeded in the earthly evil realm, reaching Tiangang, but in fact, he was going to kill him!

Everyone who knows about this thing knows, and those who don't know, such as the vast majority of people present, are kept in the dark!

Now that so many people have the same hatred, God knows how many people will go to Qingyou Mountain tomorrow, and when they can't find Li Mu, how much hope will be disappointed!

What will they think then?

Think he's cowardly?

Afraid?

Don't dare to fight with Brother Meng Yuan?

At that time, under the guidance of someone with a heart, his reputation is bound to plummet, even like a rat crossing the street!

Not only that, but his Sword Sect will also exist in name only!

After all, who wants to join a sect founded by a cowardly person?

Moreover, Li Mu also suspected that there were many people in the square who were unhappy with him and deliberately led the contradiction to him, so as to coerce the 'general trend' and trap him in a desperate situation!

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it!

The ancients were honest and did not deceive me!

"Calm down, don't be impulsive!" Leng Mei grabbed Li Mu's hand tightly, afraid that he would be infected by the emotions of the people and rushed into the ring.

"Don't worry, I'm calm." Li Mu said in a low voice, the eyes under the fox mask exuded a faint cold light.

At this time, Zhu'er also came over with the doll in her arms and said in a low voice, "Why do I think this thing is a little strange?" It feels like someone is setting up a game behind it, Li ...... You go to the White Horse Temple to take refuge first, I will immediately send someone to investigate this matter, if someone is hiding behind the scenes, I will definitely find him out! ”

Set up?

If someone really sets up a game behind his back, then no matter where he hides, it is impossible for him to avoid this wind and rain, no, it is a bloody storm!

Li Muxin said: It seems that I have to complete the bloody quenching in the shortest possible time!

Only by being promoted to the Six Realms of the Earth Demon can his combat power touch the threshold of the Eleventh Realm, and only then can he have a glimmer of life!

Thinking of this, Li Mu no longer wasted time, immediately took the doll in Zhu'er's arms, and went to the White Horse Temple overnight!

……

"Auntie, Mr.'s reputation in Daqian is so high!"

In the corner of Qinglong Square, Princess Ning, who was wearing a light veil on her face, looked at the people around her who were fanatically shouting poetry and sword immortals, and a pair of talking star eyes were full of worship: "He is worthy of being a gentleman who is unique in poetry and sword." ”

"It's not a good thing to have too much fame." Bai Shu changed into a colorful Miao suit today, but her long legs were still exposed, which was very eye-catching.

There are also many Nanzhao guards around the two, protecting the two of them in the middle to avoid contact with others.

Bai Sining was a little puzzled: "Why is it not a good thing to have a high reputation?" ”

"Because ......" Bai Shu was about to explain, but looking at Bai Sining's eyes that were as clear as the purest water in heaven and earth, she shook her head slightly, she couldn't bear these messy things to stain the clarity in her eyes.

So he smiled and said, "Who knows." ”

Bai Sining tilted her head suspiciously, but seeing that Bai Shu didn't want to say, she didn't force it, turned her head, and she followed the person next to her and shouted the name of Shi Jian Immortal together.

……

"The storm is coming!"

In a high-rise building near Qinglong Square, Jiang Xizhi leaned against the window, holding her cheeks in one hand and tea in the other.

She lowered her eyes slightly, looked condescendingly at the dense crowd of people in the square, and said with a smile: "Only by carrying this wind and rain can you be a great poet and sword immortal." Am I right, Meimei? ”

"Humph!" Mo Meimei walked out of the darkness, her face still covered with black veil, revealing only a pair of eyebrows and sheared eyes.

"I never thought that there were people in this imperial capital who colluded with Meng Yuan and the Xiongnu!" Mo Meimei said coldly: "This is a sign of the death of the country!" ”

Jiang Xizhi's red lips sipped the teacup lightly, and said with a smile: "Maybe that person just wants to avenge his wife and children, and the beauty is serious." ”

"The national hatred and family hatred, the national hatred is in the front, and the family hatred is in the back, that person doesn't know the priorities, don't you Jiang family understand?" Mo Meimei looked at Jiang Xizhi, and her heart suddenly moved: Could it be that the Jiang family has another plan?

"Meimei, rest assured, this wind and rain will not affect the tribute." Jiang Xizhi said with a smile.

Mo Meimei said: "Then I'll wait and see!" ”

"By the way, what about your eldest brother?" Jiang Xizhi changed the subject.

"It's a retreat." Memo Mei Dao.

"That's a real coincidence, I'm going to miss a good show."

……

"Poetry and Sword Immortal also have today, hahahaha......"

In a restaurant near the square, a graceful woman in black gauze looked at the railing, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "That day, he killed the sixth ghost pillar of my ghost country in front of so many people, and today, it is retribution!" ”

"Your Royal Highness Princess, if the poetry sword immortal should not fight, Meng Yuan can't do anything about him." The maid beside him, who is also the first ghost pillar of the ghost country, and Zhizi, spoke.

"If Shi Jianxian avoids the war, you will immediately send someone to spread the news, this princess will not see him die, and it will also depend on how he will be ruined! Hum! Mikako Toyoda, the princess of the Ghost Country, snorted.

"Yes, Your Highness Princess."

……

In the southwest corner of the square, the third prince of Meng Yuan stood here with his subordinates, indifferently examining the situation in the square.

"It's almost time." In a shadow shrouded in darkness nearby, a voice deliberately disguised as a hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

Tu Lie tilted his head slightly, looked at the darkness, and said coldly: "Are you sure that the Poetry Sword Immortal is the murderer who killed Agudamu?" ”

"When Agudamu died that night, someone saw Shi Jian Xian appear on that street, and other than that, there was no one who appeared there in the seventy-two places! Without clear evidence, we have no choice but to poetry Sword Immortal, the third prince, if you want to avenge the people of your country, you can only rely on yourself. A hoarse voice came from the shadows.

"If it weren't for the fact that this prince knew that you were pedantic, I really would have thought that you had deceived me and Meng Yuan! Hum! Poetry Sword Immortal, dare to kill me Mengyuan warrior, hehe. Tu Lie smiled and nodded at the man beside him.

"I see!" The man clenched his right hand into a fist and slapped his heart, nodded vigorously, and then, he teleported across the sea of people and suddenly appeared in the ring.

His appearance instantly quieted the square.

"My name is Aguta!! It is the Mengyuan warrior from the third to the twenty-fourth in the list of the challenging places!! ”

Ah Guda is two meters tall, as strong as a bear, he stood in the ring, the tiger's eyes with a copper bell scanned all directions, and said coldly: "You! Don't even scream! Li Mu, the poet and sword immortal, is just a person who deceives the world and steals fame, otherwise, why don't you dare to come to power? ”

"Presumptuous! How could Shi Jian Immortal be afraid of you, a barbarian? ”

"I don't know how thick the sky is, and tomorrow I will invite the poetry and sword immortal, and you will die without a place to be buried!"

"Ignorant barbarians, thinking that the light of fireflies can compete with the sun and the moon?"

"It's just a summer worm!"

After a brief silence, the people in the square suddenly cursed angrily.

Ah Guda laughed wildly: "It's been a day since my Mengyuan mission set up a ring here, if the poetry and sword fairy wanted to come, he would have come a long time ago, how could he wait until now?" I think he's just afraid of death! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire square suddenly boiled, and tens of thousands of people began to greet his family.

"Looks like you don't believe it, okay!" Ah Gu smiled and said, "Tomorrow afternoon, I am here to wait for the poetry and sword immortal!" Look at this greedy person who is afraid of death, dare not come! If he dares to show up, I'm going to screw off his head and use it as a urinal!! Hahaha......"

"Dog-like things, also worthy of mentioning the name of the poetry sword fairy, phew!"

"Tomorrow I will take my whole family to your grave!"

"Cao Nyima!!"

Under the curse in the sky, Ah Gu looked up to the sky and laughed wildly!

……

"Brother Finch, let's do this, okay?"

Under the ring, Qin Hu leaned on Zhao Que'er's arms, and looked at the crazy crowd around him with a little weakness: "If Li Mu comes to the stage, I'm afraid he will ......."

"Do you think Li Mu is a fool?" Zhao Qi'er asked with a sneer.

Qin Hu was stunned, shook his head and said: "He is very smart, he knows how to use me to stand up and deter those Tianjiao who want to challenge him, but this time is different, if he goes to the ring, his opponent will be Ah Guda!" Aguta's cultivation is unfathomable...... Yes! I understand! Does Brother Que want him to be ruined? ”

"Not bad! Li Muneng ranked third on the list, not because of his cultivation, but because of his sword heart! And Meng Yuan has always been hostile to my big cadre, and he will never let Li Mu grow up smoothly, so if he comes to power, he will definitely die! Zhao Que'er sneered: "So, Li Mu can only avoid the war!" If he goes against the will of the people, he will be ruined! ”

"But what if he comes to power?" Although Qin Hu hates Li Mu, he hates Meng Yuan and Xiongnu even more!

"He's not stupid." Zhao Que'er snorted coldly, then frowned slightly, and said, "Unless...... There were some things that he had to get into the ring. ”

……

White Horse Temple.

When Li Mu arrived with the doll in his arms, the night was already dark, and there was silence all around, only the rustle of his feet stepping on the snow.

The doll was lying in Li Mu's arms, with her head on her shoulder, and she fell asleep.

"Who's coming?"

Outside the mountain gate of the White Horse Temple, a little monk stepped forward with a stick, and when he saw that it was Li Mu, he was busy holding up his chest with one hand: "Amitabha, it turned out to be Li Shizhu." ”

This little monk was the one who sent him to see Huineng when he came early yesterday morning.

"Little master, disturb me late at night, I want to see Master Huineng, I don't know if he will rest." Li Mu asked.

"The abbot should be doing evening class at this time, Master Li, please come with the little monk." The little monk opened the mountain gate.

The steps behind the gate are slightly dim in the moonlight.

Li Mu followed the little monk, climbed the mountain steps, passed through the Daxiong Treasure Hall, bypassed the long corridor, and came to a side hall.

There was a chanting sound in the side hall, but it was Huineng himself who took the monk of the word 'wisdom' to do the evening class.

In the White Horse Temple, the monks' Dharma names are taken according to Fu, Wisdom, Wisdom, Son, and Jue, and the cycle repeats, basically once every two hundred years.

Nowadays, the White Horse Temple takes the Hui generation as the first generation, the Zhi generation is the second generation, and the child generation is the third generation.

The little monk Dharma name Ziwu is the third generation of monks of the White Horse Temple.

"Master Li, please wait a moment, the little monk will go in and report." Ziwu bowed and entered the hall in small steps.

After a while, Huineng and Ziwu walked out of the hall.

"Abbot, the disciple has gone to guard the mountain." Ziwu bowed and retreated.

"Master Huineng, don't blame me for taking the liberty of disturbing late at night." Li Mu said softly.

"Amitabha, Master Li Shi is coming to the moon, there must be something important, if the poor monk can help, he will definitely take action!" Huineng said with a smile.

Li Mu said: "Master Huineng, now I am in the whirlpool and want to find a quiet place to practice. ”

Li Mu hoped that Hui Neng could go to the ring and let those barbarians understand what it means to be boundless in Buddhism.

However, Meng Yuan and Xiongnu are smart, knowing that they are not the opponents of Huineng and Quanzhen, they explained in advance that they would not challenge them.

This is a chicken thief!

Li Mu secretly hated.

"In this way, the donor will live in the temple with peace of mind, there are poor monks, and no one can disturb the donor!" Huineng clasped his hands together and said solemnly.

"Thank you, Master!" Li Mu thanked him.

Under Huineng's arrangement, Li Mu lived in a separate courtyard in the inner courtyard of the White Horse Temple.

This was originally a clean courtyard built for the children of the royal family, away from the hustle and bustle, close to nature.

After Li Mu moved in, he put the sleeping doll aside, and then immediately took out the Blood Demon Stone and began to cultivate.

A dense blood-colored liquid like mercury trickled into Li Mu's body and covered his leg bones

At this time, in Li Mu's body, the bones of his hands, shoulders and ribs have all been tempered, and now only the leg bones and skulls of his legs remain, as well as the bones on the other side of his spine!

If you keep cultivating 24 hours a day, you can complete it in a day and a half at the earliest!

The night is deep and there are undercurrents.

The night passed.

Li Mu successfully quenched the leg bone of his right leg.

"Get up and eat meat~ Li Mu, get up~~" At this time, it was bright outside, and the doll who had slept was full of a fat fish on the bed, and he didn't get up, so he had to get up honestly.

Li Mu closed his eyes tightly, distracted and said, "Doll, this is your mother's house, be careful to be heard by the monk." ”

"Did you come to my mother's house again to listen to the old monk chanting?" The doll looked at Li Mu angrily and asked, "When are we leaving?" ”

"If you're good, a day and a half." Li Mu said.

"It's been so long, I'm going to starve to death~" the doll shouted.

"Where's your baby?" Li Mu had already prepared.

The doll took out the wooden bowl and looked inside, and it was a miniature version of the pig's trotters!

"It's a pig's trotter~" The doll is overjoyed.

This was bought by Li Mu on the street when he came last night.

"Eat when you're hungry, remember not to let the monk see it, otherwise it will all be confiscated." Li Mu threatened.

"Mmmm, I know, I'm smart~" The doll carefully hid the wooden bowl close to her.

Li Mu no longer paid attention to the doll and was about to continue practicing, when suddenly there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the house.

Li Mu opened his eyes suddenly: I found it so soon?

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