Chapter Ninety-Three: The Fountain of Law
The sun shone on the emerald green Saojiao Ridge, and Lin Weiyin, Ai Chen, Jiang Lengyan and Luo Zhengding set foot on this mysterious land. They are a group of young martial arts warriors who came to this mysterious mountain range in order to explore the black soul rejuvenation grass in the rivers and lakes.
The four of them walked along the mountain road, and there was a roar not far away, as if a giant beast was roaring. When they got closer, they saw a huge sinkhole appear in front of them, and on the edge of the pit stood an old man in a robe, who was the abbot of Faquan.
The abbot of Hosen holds a golden bowl in his left hand and a golden scepter in his right hand, which looks majestic and mysterious. He looked at the four people and said, "You demons, if you don't retreat quickly, I can spare your lives." ”
The four of them were shocked by the mysterious temperament of the abbot of Faquan, and were speechless for a while. Lin Weiyin broke the silence first, she arched her hand and said, "Dare to ask the master, what are we demons?" We're just here to ask for the Black Soul Rejuvenation Grass. ”
Abbot Faquan smiled faintly and said, "The Black Soul Rejuvenation Grass is in the sinkhole, do you know why this sinkhole is called the Saphorn Ridge Sinkhole?" That's because it used to be a place for demons, and although there aren't many of them now, there are still remnants of it. If you continue to move forward, I am afraid that you will cause unnecessary trouble. ”
"Abbot, we're just here to ask for a black Soul Rejuvenation Grass." Ai Chen said respectfully.
After hearing this, a trace of doubt flashed in Fa Quan's eyes. He is a wise monk who knows that the Black Soul Restoration Grass is the treasure of the Sapocatron Temple and cannot be given to outsiders easily.
"The Black Soul Restoration Grass is the treasure of the Saponaria Temple, and it can't be given to you demons." Faquan replied solemnly.
After hearing this, Ai Chen couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart. But he didn't give up, but continued to ask Faquan: "Abbot, I promise to take only one black soul rejuvenating grass, and it will not cause any loss to the temple. Please Master, do it. ”
Fa Quan looked at Ai Chen's determined eyes, and couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart. He knew that Ai Chen was not an ordinary mountain village boy, and maybe he had some secrets hidden in him. In order to learn more about Ai Chen, Faquan decided to put the young man to a test.
"Since you're so insistent, answer me a question first." Faquan said.
"Please ask, Master." Ai Chen replied respectfully.
"Do you know what martial arts are?" Faquan asked.
Ai Chen thought for a moment and replied, "Martial arts is the pursuit of strength, but it is also a spiritual level of cultivation. ”
Faquan nodded, and then asked, "Then do you know what a demon is?" ”
Ai Chen hesitated for a moment and replied, "Demon people should refer to those who violate morality and lose their humanity. ”
After hearing this, Faquan smiled faintly and said, "It seems that you still need to learn. Demon is not a pejorative term, but refers to those who are so obsessed with the pursuit of power that they have lost their hearts. Would you like to be such a person? ”
After hearing this, Ai Chen was silent for a moment, and then replied firmly, "I will never become that kind of person. ”
Abbot Faquan continued: "Since you are not a person who has lost your heart, the four of you should go back!" ”
Luo Zhengding shouted: "Ai Shusheng, don't talk nonsense with him? He jumped on his horse with his spear and pointed at the Faquan opposite. Jiang Lengyan stood with her sword in her hand, her eyes firm, ready for the upcoming battle.
At this time, the abbot of Faquan, a high monk holding a golden scepter, flashed out from a high place, and he wanted to compete with Jiang Lengyan and Luo Zhengding. The abbot of Faquan has strong martial arts, and the golden scepter is flying, full of might.
The scene was very tense for a while, and the three of them confronted each other, and the swords were tense. Suddenly, Luo Zhengding burst out laughing: "Hahaha, Abbot Faquan, really strong martial arts!" ”
Jiang Lengyan also laughed: "Fat Luo, let's rest assured and boldly fight with him!" ”
Luo Zhengding and Jiang Lengyan fought side by side, their swordsmanship was flexible and changeable, and their moves were sharp. And the golden staff of the abbot of Faquan flew, like a golden barrier, making it impossible for people to get close.
The three of them went back and forth, and the battle was fierce. Suddenly, Jiang Lengyan dodged, dodged the attack of the golden scepter, and then stabbed the abbot of Faquan with a sword. Abbot Faquan reacted extremely quickly, and with a block of the golden scepter, Jiang Lengyan's sword rebounded back.
Luo Zhengding and Jiang Lengyan fought side by side, their swordsmanship was flexible and changeable, and their moves were sharp. And the golden staff of the abbot of Faquan flew, like a golden barrier, making it impossible for people to get close.
Luo Zhengding took the opportunity to stab Abbot Faquan with his spear, and Abbot Faquan skillfully dodged the attack, and at the same time, the golden staff swept away, knocking Luo Zhengding's spear away. Luo Zhengding narrowly dodged this blow, and he was so angry that he screamed, and shouted at Jiang Lengyan: "Leng Yan, your reaction is too slow!" ”
Jiang Lengyan was stunned for a moment and retorted: "Who said that we are your subordinates defeated?" She readjusted her posture and attacked Abbot Faquan again.
Abbot Faquan's golden scepter danced more flexibly, like a golden whirlwind, which made people unpredictable. While resisting Jiang Lengyan's attack, he was looking for Luo Zhengding's flaws.
Luo Zhengding didn't dare to be careless, he dodged the golden staff of the abbot of Faquan while looking for Jiang Lengyan's flaws. The three of you come and go, like fighting on a chessboard.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew, Jiang Lengyan felt her clothes swing slightly, and her mind became sober. She leapt to her feet and stabbed Abbot Faquan from the side.
Although Abbot Faquan reacted quickly, he was almost stabbed by this sword. He hurriedly took a step back, swept the golden scepter, and picked Jiang Lengyan's long sword away.
Luo Zhengding was overjoyed when he saw this, and he took the opportunity to rush up and join forces with Jiang Lengyan to attack the abbot of Faquan. Seeing this, the abbot of Faquan did not panic, and the golden scepter danced to defuse the attacks of the two of them one by one.
Jiang Lengyan frowned slightly when she saw this, she felt that this battle had exceeded her expectations. And Luo Zhengding was angry and screamed and rushed towards the abbot of Faquan.
The three of you come and go, and suddenly, Jiang Lengyan suddenly exerted his strength and stabbed a sword at the vital point of the abbot of Faquan. Abbot Faquan reacted extremely quickly, and with a block of the golden staff, he knocked Jiang Lengyan's long sword away, and kicked Luo Zhengding away.
Luo Zhengding fell into the mud, and yelled angrily: "Leng Yan, why are you kicking me?" ”
Jiang Lengyan looked at his embarrassed appearance and smiled slightly: "I just want to see if his golden scepter can block my full blow." ”
Abbot Faquan watched quietly from the sidelines, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes. He waved his golden scepter and made a "clang" sound, as if to announce his majesty. He attacked the two of them again, and this time, his attack was even more violent, as if he wanted to defeat them together.
Luo Zhengding looked at the attack of the golden scepter, his face changed, and he hurriedly waved the spear in his hand, trying to resist the attack of the golden scepter. However, the power of the golden scepter was too great for Luo Zhengding's spear to resist. He was struck by a golden rod and fell again into the mud.
Jiang Lengyan looked at this scene, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. She didn't expect Abbot Faquan's strength to be so strong, she looked at Abbot Faquan, her eyes were full of respect: "You are really powerful." ”