After all, there is no banquet in the world, and after leaving the Jingde Temple, Qing'er said goodbye to Zhuge Chen, and persuaded him: "Zhuge Gongzi must not be so sad because of the abbot's death, maybe the abbot has already calculated." ”

Zhuge Chen smiled lightly and said: "The abbot died generously, what do I have to be sad about? Just as the abbot said, when he was dying before he died, he had no regrets for a long time. After taking refuge in Buddhism for thousands of years, seeing through and letting go of the things in front of and behind me in the world, I Zhuge Chen only have the word admiration!"

After all, he is not a person who likes to hurt spring and autumn, just take a look at the scenery. He just wanted to know more about the old past between the abbot and the Taiyi God Dynasty, and he was able to force a saint and god king into this world, which was a big deal.

Zhuge Chen then said to Qing'er: "Miss Qing'er, take care, no matter how bad Qinglian Palace is, it is not a small sect in this world." There will never be less intrigues, and the girl has to put her life first in everything. I don't know how many people's eyes are hot when you sit in the position you are sitting in now. ”

Qing'er smiled lightly after hearing this, and said jokingly: "When did Gongzi become so nagging, why did the sword cultivator who cherished words like gold disappear before?"

Zhuge Chen reluctantly put his hands in his big sleeves, looked at Qing'er, and finally said: "I hope there will be a chance to meet in the future, that's all." ”

There was a lonely goose chirping in the sky, Zhuge Chen looked up, the sky was high and the clouds were light. If weather like this is on the rise, Edgeworth's long trip is the real thing. It's a pity that the current Zhuge Chen can't even pull out the scabbard of the rubber pillar sword, and many ideas can only be lost.

Qing'er bowed slightly, counting the time, she had been out for a long time, and it was time to go back. Zhuge Chen didn't keep it, and said that he would turn around again, and the two went the opposite way.

Accustomed to seeing life and death, Zhuge Chen's heart is as waveless as an ancient well. In fact, to be honest, he is not even worried about whether he will be able to see Qing'er again in the future. Since he is already a cultivator, life and death are only a thought. He didn't have time to tear up a tear of sympathy for others, and presumably others didn't need to.

Walking along the street, Zhuge Chen, who was in a good mood, whistled and shook the cloth bag he had been holding in his hand to make a crackling sound. None of the gadgets inside were so sturdy, but Zhuge Chen seemed to have forgotten this.

"Brother Chen, why did you come out?" a voice came from behind him.

Zhuge Chen turned his head and saw that the two of the Wang family were holding a lot of very famous snacks in the city, and their eyes were red with envy. The two went to enjoy it, but left him alone in the inn. That's it, but I don't keep the snacks I bought for myself. Even the duck that ate last night to satisfy hunger was only half a duck, how could Zhuge Chen's heart be balanced?

That's it, but when the two sides approached, Wang Daxue was so focused on the snack in his arms. Every time I looked up, I didn't look at Zhuge Chen, I just said it was delicious.

Zhuge Chen's eyes could kill, he put one of his hands on Wang Daxue's shoulder, and asked with a smile: "How is it, Daxue, is it delicious?"

Wang Daxue nodded again and again, and explained each one to Zhuge Chen

The origin of the snack. For example, the bowl of general's porridge, legend has it that the wife of a general who had not returned home for a long time after a war had been away from war, and after receiving the news of her husband's horse leather shroud, she boiled this porridge with her own blood and tears. Now the red color in the porridge is only red beans, but it is still difficult to hide this poignant story.

Zhuge Chen didn't have the meaning to listen to it, and gradually strained his hands. It's just that Wang Daxue didn't notice it and continued to talk down.

"Daxue, don't patronize it, give me something to eat. Zhuge Chen, who couldn't bear it, had no choice but to speak.

Wang Daxue suddenly realized, scratched her head and said: "Oh, Brother Chen, if you want to eat, just say it early, can my brother not give you food? ”

Zhuge Chen sighed and said slowly: "Where are you not spiritual? You just don't like to think too much." Buy a melon and put it on it, maybe it's better than your own. ”

Wang Daxue didn't argue, thought about it and walked away alone, and bought a lot of snacks for Zhuge Chen. The three of them went on like this, without end, until twilight fell, and then they returned to the inn.

After walking for a day, Zhuge Chen, who was extremely tired, fell asleep. As for the Wang family, the two drank wine. At this moment, there was a knock on the door that reached the ears of the two of them.

Wang Daxue frowned, and secretly scolded that it was so late, and he didn't let people sleep, so he was going to walk over and open the door. But just as he was about to open the door, the head of the Wang family flashed to his side and stopped him.

In the dead of night, the natural comers are not good. What's more, the few people standing outside the door walked slowly, but only made a very slight sound. This proves that they are by no means mortals, and if they are, their realm will not be low. However, since the head of the Wang family is sitting here, it doesn't matter how many cultivators come. Unless the Perfection Path is in person, every practitioner of the Perfection Realm will be perceived by other practitioners of the same realm. And in today's world, except for the head of the Wang family, the remaining few Zhendao either stay in the academy or sit in their own family. As for the rest, they have retreated to the mountains and forests, and they have long been out of the world.

Since this is the case, the fearless head of the Wang family decided to lead the king into the urn. He first wrapped Zhuge Chen with his own sword qi to avoid waking him up in the ensuing battle. Then he motioned to Wang Daxue to open the door in his heart, and when the door was opened, there was no one in front of him.

Wang Daxue walked out of the door, looked up, and saw several black-clothed night walkers sticking to the roof, their eyes showing fierce eyes.

The next moment, Wang Daxue held the Soul Breaking Knife in his hand and slashed it out. Under the overflow of sword energy, those black-clothed people glanced at each other, formed a large array, and dealt with them in an orderly manner, and even brought a lot of trouble to Wang Daxue. Their connection was extremely close, and when everyone was overwhelmed in the process of being attacked by the sword qi, several others would come to help, which made Wang Daxue feel that he couldn't use it.

If it was just that, the original sword qi was constantly being eaten away, and gradually broke away from Wang Daxue's control. However, between the two sides, there is still no winner or loser, and the situation is deadlocked.

The men in black didn't expect this swordsman to be like this

It was difficult to deal with, and originally in their imagination, they took advantage of the fact that the sword cultivation realm named Zhuge Chen was completely empty. They can take this opportunity to help their masters solve their problems. At that time, their status may not be able to reach a higher level and enjoy the glory and wealth of this world.

didn't expect that such a seemingly foolproof decision would turn out to be complicated.

"Heavy snow, just let them in. The voice of the head of the Wang family came from the house.

Wang Daxue immediately withdrew his sword qi and retreated to the side. A few black-clothed people didn't have the courage to walk in, and they could really make Wang Daxue, the person who made them feel quite troublesome, obedient, really something they could deal with? Before this trip, they had never thought that the people around Zhuge Chen would be like this.

"It's all here, don't go. It's not rude to come and go, isn't it?" If you compete with the realm, such a means is naturally ridiculous and generous. But for a few people in black who didn't even dare to show their faces, it was more than enough.

"Let me guess, the goal of your trip should be Zhuge Chen, right? For the sake of your master's business, you go back and tell him that with my Wang family, he is a prince of Qizhu who wants to kill people casually in Dayan and dream!" He didn't even unsheath his saber, and under the traction of the qi engine, he continued to harvest the lives of the man in black.

The difference in the realm between the two sides is too great, such a world-apart gap is difficult to make up for even with Zhuge Chen's killing power in his heyday. After all, what is the first thing a practitioner looks at? As for the lethality and exercises, they are still secondary.

Every time one crosses a small realm, the cultivator's own killing power will rise to a higher level. Besides, the head of the Wang family, who is among the best ways and even underestimates the way of heaven, is not weak in terms of killing power.

After a few breaths, there was only one of those men in black left. The head of the Wang family walked up to his side and said, "Remember what I said, and tell Shang Xue about that." Let him be a little more restrained, and he is still so domineering in my Dayan Academy, and he can't find death? If it is true, I don't mind going to him in person, at best, it is just a waste of time. ”

The man in black who was still alive said yes again and again, and the head of the Wang family continued: "Don't you get out yet?"

When the man in black heard this sentence, he immediately turned around and ran away, and when he walked down the stairs, he was so flustered that he stumbled on the soles of his feet and rolled down.

Hearing this big sound, the innkeeper hurriedly put on his clothes and walked out, looked at the two Wang family members standing outside the door, and said suspiciously: "Did you hear a voice just now?"

The head of the Wang family smiled and waved his hand.

When they returned to the house, they found that Zhuge Chen, who was supposed to be asleep, had woken up, he sat on the edge of the bed, drank the warm water in the cup, swallowed a mouthful of it, and then said: "Why, the thief of Shangxue is not dead, and he sent someone to kill me again?"

"Probably not. The head of the Wang family replied, "Shang Xue, this person is delicate, it is impossible for him to do such a stupid thing, it should be the assassins who made their own decisions." But Zhuge boy, you can take this opportunity

, and then add an account to the body of the business student. ”

When Zhuge Chen heard this, he laughed and said, "I didn't expect me to go with the head of the family." With the pride of business, he would not have imagined that his subordinates would do it again after the first assassination failed. Just thinking about it, I knew it was going to leave a gap in his state of mind. Coupled with what I brought him a long time ago, the two phases are superimposed, unless he can kill me in the fight against him, otherwise no matter how he cultivates, there is only one way to die in the heart of the demon in the bamboo basket to draw water. When doing business, you don't just want to not lose money, but more importantly, you have to make a lot of money. ”

"But if it goes on like this, it's not a way to do it after all. The head of the Wang family said softly: "As long as your realm can't recover to the peak one day, then if the business school wants to turn the tables and win, it will use endless means." In the long run, disaster will eventually be sown. And it is impossible for me and Wang Daxue to follow you all the time, if you are the only one in this house today, how can you stop those black-clothed people who want to swallow you alive?"

Zhuge Chen nodded, thinking deeply. But when his all-devoid realm will be lost and returned, it is not up to him to decide. What's more, the last time he fought with Liuyang, he still squandered all his qi. Without seeds, it is even more difficult to blossom and bear fruit. Fortunately, Zhuge Chen didn't feel sad because of this, he had fallen into a waste, and he still cared about his current situation?

Never embarrass yourself, this is Zhuge Chen's bottom line. Those things that make people anxious are left to others. He had already built layers of barriers around his state of mind, and there were even fewer people who could break it.

Scratching his head, Zhuge Chen, you spread out your hands, and said helplessly: "I also know what the head of the family said. But this matter is really not something I can decide, I can only take one step at a time. But when my realm recovers, I should be able to start preparing to enter the Mandate of Heaven. ”

When Wang Daxue heard this, he opened his mouth and said, "Brother Chen, can you enter the destiny of heaven?"

Zhuge Chen nodded with a smile and said, "What's so strange, haven't you already entered the Mandate of Heaven?" And looking at our academy, among those cultivators, there are very few who are still in good luck like me. Every time I walk on the road, to be honest, I am scared!"

"Brother Chen's realm is different from ours. Wang Daxue took a sip of water, lay on the bed, and sighed for a long time: "Just talk about killing power, Brother Chen, you are too terrifying." I have never heard of a practitioner who, no matter how amazing and brilliant he is, is able to slash the bamboo basket with good luck and fetch water, and he still fights with his own ability. Brother Chen, even if you are not a person from this world, you are too ...... Doesn't it make sense?"

As a sword cultivator, it is very simple to surpass other cultivators in the same realm with killing power, otherwise the cultivators would not be so in awe of sword cultivation. But Zhuge Chen's killing power is to ignore the realm gap. No matter what realm of cultivators you meet, when the sword is unsheathed, at least the momentum will not decrease.

This is already quite rare, how many cultivators in this world only know how to punch and draw their swords at the weak?

Ubiquitous.

And that makes

Zhuge Chen is extremely disdainful, with such a realm that mortals can't ask for, it's just for his own selfish desires, how ridiculous!

Everyone has no regrets, and Zhuge Chen is upset when he hears it. Because there are few people in the world, and even more so in the sky.

Zhuge Chen pondered for a long time and gave an ambiguous answer: "Probably because of the will in the chest!"

At the end of the day, he didn't know where his killing power came from. There is no way to explain to others, everyone's path of cultivation is completely different. To rashly impose one's so-called understanding on others will only do bad things with good intentions. Zhuge Chen saw that many masters led him into the door, and his cultivation was not personal, but he was originally a genius, but he was not seen by everyone. Every time he thought of this, he was very grateful to Li Jingyun for teaching him in the green bag, but he didn't interfere too much with his sword intent.

In Li Jingyun's opinion, learning his words is at best just another Great Sword Immortal. But Zhuge Chen's sword path shouldn't be so small. If you want to fight for it, you can only rely on yourself.

After finishing speaking, Zhuge Chen lay down next to Zhuge Chen, and muttered: "Are you going to go to the city tomorrow? If you don't go, wake me up early, let's leave early." ”

The head of the Wang family snorted, looked out the window at the night for a while, and then fell asleep. Years of fighting on the battlefield, so that the head of the Wang family cherishes the opportunity to sleep peacefully, every time he returns to the Wang family from the army, the first three days are closed, just to sleep. But if this is the case, the Wang family will not let anyone gossip.

In the early hours of the morning, Zhuge Chen was woken up from his deep sleep by the sound of thunderous snoring, and he listened to the duet of the two Wang family for a while, and when he confirmed that he could not fall asleep, he got up and walked out of the house.

In the courtyard, Zhuge Chen asked the little Jiao Xiaohuang in the big sleeve to come out to breathe, and gave them food in his hand. In fact, the Wang family master's worries were a little redundant, with these two divine beasts by his side, those cultivators couldn't easily kill him.

Zhuge Chen sat on a stone chair, closed his eyes and recuperated, thinking about things in his heart. Since the abbot gave him his bamboo basket technique, of course, it is a great thing, but it depends on whether he has the ability to receive this blessing. Throughout the ages, how many heavenly gifts cultivators couldn't catch it, even if they swaggered past in front of them, they let it slip away.

Therefore, Zhuge Chen didn't care too much about this wonderful technique called the grasshopper shaking the tree. It was a complete debut of the god king's body, which really helped Zhuge Chen a lot. With his realm, it was impossible to eradicate the god-king body from his original body. One is that the two depend on each other, one is prosperous and the other is lost. In addition, if you want not to completely break the path of cultivation after this, you have to be careful every step of the way.

Zhuge Chen was afraid of this, and he was afraid of his hands and feet at the beginning, so he left that gap on his cultivation path.

If there is no abbot, when he reaches the peak of the Mandate of Heaven, he will still be in a dilemma. At that time, it will be a line of life and death, Zhuge Chen doesn't want to make a choice, let alone in his own hands.

Looking at the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing in front of him, Zhuge Chen returned to the inn and took out his rubber pillar sword. Even though he couldn't pull out the sword, Zhuge Chen still liked the feeling of holding the sword in his hand.

white

Yi smiled lightly, and danced with his sword here, refusing to stop until he was exhausted.

"This son, but Sword Immortal Zhuge Chen?"

At this moment, a voice came into Zhuge Chen's ears. He followed the prestige, and there was an elegant middle-aged man standing outside the door of the inn. Seeing that Zhuge Chen didn't answer him, he simply stepped forward and said, "I am from the Dayan Imperial Court, Sword Immortal, please rest assured, I have no malicious intent." This trip is just to talk to the head of the Wang family about some important things, dare to ask the head of the family, but is it in the inn?"

Zhuge Chen let down his guard and said: "Yes, but the head of the family is sleeping, if there is such a thing, you can tell me, I will tell him when the time comes." ”

(End of chapter)