What would it be like for a meteor to hit the gods and Buddhas?

The white fat monk didn't know, but he knew that what he said before was really too arrogant, and he whimsically wanted to hold the sword and cultivate a sword.

When the spark smashed on his shoulder, the golden body he condensed with the Buddha's light suddenly burst out one after another, as if it would turn into ashes as long as there was a gust of wind blowing, if it wasn't for the fact that he had borrowed the power of a saint from the secret method before, I am afraid that this sword would be seriously injured if he did not die.

It's just that although he was not seriously injured, under the sword of Xinghuo, the Buddha light on his shoulder has been dissipated, and Xinghuo has created a small hole on it.

Pale golden blood was flowing outward.

The white fat monk stretched out his hand and touched the wound, looking at the pale golden blood on his hands, he had a sad face, this is good, he lost his wife and his soldiers, not only did he not win, but he still used up a precious saint's blessing, which was a big loss.

Zuo Siyao was still full of murderous energy, and the spark in his hand was eager to try, wanting to swing the second sword.

The white fat monk tugged at the corners of his mouth, and hurriedly took a few steps back, until he retreated to what he thought was a safe place, and then patted his chest with palpitations, after all, he was a world-famous sword cultivator, and he sharpened his sword path in life and death, and his cultivation was simply terrifying, just now a sword could make him use all his means, if he had another sword, then he would have it, wouldn't he have to send him to the Western Heaven Pure Land to see the saint?

He felt that he could live for a long time, and he didn't want to go to the Western Heaven Pure Land so soon.

The long sword in Zuo Siyao's hand swayed, and the white fat monk who watched it was shocked, for fear that the sword would swing again.

The white fat monk squeezed out a smile and said cautiously: "The layman's swordsmanship is wonderful, the monk is willing to bow down, and he will never appear in front of the layman again in the future, and ask the layman to put away the sword in his hand, if the monk is injured, it doesn't matter, if it hurts the flowers and plants, the birds, beasts, fish and insects are not good." ”

Zuo Siyao looked indifferent and said: "Flowers, grasses, fish and insects can all turn into demons, why can't they be hurt." ”

The white fat monk shook his head, and just wanted to argue, but soon remembered the sword in Zuo Siyao's hand, so he swallowed it hard, and then laughed and said: "What the monk said is very right, there is a great truth in it, the monk has a clear understanding in his heart, he has to go back to retreat, and he will not bother the monk anymore." ”

As soon as the words fell, the monk who suddenly appeared in the way suddenly disappeared.

Zuo Siyao shook his head and said nothing, turned his head to look at Deng Chunyao, who was full of thoughts written on his face, and didn't ask more, but just asked her to follow.

After saying that, he took care of himself and found a random path and walked away.

Deng Chunyao was stunned for a moment, and after coming back to her senses, she hurriedly followed, looked at Zuo Siyao, who looked more and more indifferent, and sighed softly.

I thought that the white fat monk would be able to dissolve the murderous aura, but I didn't expect that the white fat monk looked majestic, but in fact, he was so vulnerable that he was defeated with just one sword.

Doesn't it mean that the masters of Buddhism have worked tirelessly and spent a lot of time in order to dispel the murderous spirit in a person's heart?

Deng Chunyao had a heart along the way, even if the two walked into a small wine shop, they still didn't change.

Zuo Siyao gulped a bowl of wine, letting the wine spill on his clothes, unaware.

Deng Chunyao paid for the wine, sat next to him, and after thinking about it, he asked softly: "Si Yao, we have now arrived at the border of the Demon Domain, and we can walk out of the Demon Domain in a few days, so after leaving the Demon Domain, where will we go next?"

Zuo Siyao's expression was still the same, and he put a bowl of wine down again, and said two words casually.

And these two words made Deng Chunyao stunned.

The two words that Zuo Siyao said were Da Zhou, not the Wind Country she thought, she wanted to take Zuo Siyao to the Wind Country, that place was her home country after all, she grew up since she was a child, and she had been away for decades, as an unfilial daughter, she should go back to worship her parents, not to mention that the Wind Country was the place where she first met Zuo Siyao, carrying the memories of her time as a girl.

That's why she wants to go to the Windy Country.

When he told Zuo Siyao what he thought, Zuo Siyao was silent for a moment, and then said in an unquestionable tone: "You don't have to go to the Wind Country, just go to the Great Zhou, the Wind Country is just a nameless small country, and the monks of the Three Sects are scarce, even if there is, it is not the enemy of my sword, and the Great Zhou is unique, among which the hidden dragon and the Crouching Tiger are the most suitable for sharpening the way of the sword, if you want to go back and go back by yourself, you don't have to follow me." ”

Deng Chunyao sighed slightly, don't argue, it doesn't matter if you can't go to the country of wind, as long as Zuo Siyao is by your side, where he is, it is his hometown.

The place of peace is my hometown.

In the next few days, both of them were walking in the direction of the Great Zhou Tianxia, and there were occasional little monsters and monks of the three sects on the road, and before they could open their mouths, they were pointed to death by Zuo Siyao.

He didn't even draw his sword.

And Zuo Siyao, who did all this, became more and more indifferent, and the murderous aura on his body was gradually getting worse, which made Deng Chunyao very worried, for fear that Zuo Siyao would be murderous in the next moment.

That night, in a small temple twenty miles away from the border of the Great Zhou, Zuo Siyao was lighting a fire, and next to him was a huge wolf corpse that had been disemboweled, disemboweled, and cleaned, and Deng Chunyao was putting various seasonings on it.

The two of them were doing their own things, and the atmosphere in the small temple was quiet and terrible.

Until another pedestrian came in the small temple.

It was a handsome man in a green shirt with a long sword, but he didn't know if it was a swordsman or a sword cultivator.

The man in the green shirt didn't see it, and looked at Zuo Siyao, who was roasting wolf meat, so he stepped forward and said with a smile: "This meat is so fragrant, I smelled it a mile away." ”

Zuo Siyao raised his eyes and glanced at the man in the green shirt, he was a little displeased, until he saw the sword on the man in the green shirt, he nodded slightly, put away his dislike, but his face was a little happy, it was a very happy thing to meet a man who also carried a sword in this lonely place.

Therefore, Zuo Siyao took out the wine that he had bought in the wine shop before and poured a bowl for the man in the green shirt.

The man in the green shirt thanked him, then took the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, and after putting it down, he went straight to the wine.

Zuo Siyao's smile became heavier, and he asked softly, "Where are you going?"

The man in the green shirt thought for a while, and said in an uncertain tone: "I don't know, that guy just asked me to wander around between this heaven and earth, at most let me be careful of some other people, and after saying this, he didn't care about me, and he didn't know where to go, but he was going to one place." ”

Zuo Siyao nodded, and then smiled: "Since you don't know where to go, then Daoyou might as well go with us, we are planning to go to the Great Zhou World to have a look, the scenery over there is very good." ”

The man in the green shirt thought about it and felt that it was very feasible, anyway, he had nowhere to go, and he could be regarded as having a settlement with these two people, so he happily agreed.

Zuo Siyao laughed, cut off some of the wolf meat that had been roasted and handed it to the man in green shirts, and asked casually: "Under Zuo Siyao, Sword Sect Sword Cultivator, can you tell me your name?"

The man in the green shirt frowned when he heard this, and asked rhetorically in a very uncertain tone, "Do you mean a code name or a real name?"

Zuo Siyao said seriously: "Naturally, it is the real name, of course, if the Taoist friend says the code name, it will naturally be done, the left and right size is just a title, it all depends on the mind of the Taoist friend." ”

The man in the green shirt frowned deeper, in his memory he had two names, both of which were very vague, only knowing that one had the word ginger in it, and the other had the word wind, as for the more, he couldn't remember, he bit off the wolf meat in his hand, chewed it a few times and swallowed it, before he said: "You just call me Jiang Changfeng." ”

Before the words fell, he said again: "Yes, sword cultivation Jiang Changfeng." ”

There was joy in the words, as if something was affirmed.

Zuo Siyao nodded, and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang, I don't know where you learned from, it's not easy to practice swords in this world now. ”

Jiang Changfeng shook his head and said that he didn't know, and his words were sincere, not like a lie.

Zuo Siyao sighed slightly, and knew in his heart, presumably this person picked up a senior's sword by accident and stepped on the way of the sword, so he couldn't say that he inherited it, this kind of thing is very common, not so unusual.

Maybe he will leave a legacy like this when he dies in the future, waiting for a lucky descendant to pick it up.

Zuo Siyao gently stroked the spark in his hand, and the center of his eyes was surging, and the light was uncertain.

Jiang Changfeng ate the wolf meat in his hand in a few bites, poured a bowl of wine and drank it alone, and when he put down the wine bowl, he suddenly glanced at Xinghuo, which exuded a faint blood-colored aura, and felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, as if he had done such a thing, as for more, he couldn't remember.

I just don't think about it.

Jiang Changfeng looked at Zuo Siyao and asked, "Brother Zuo just came out of the demon domain to kill the demon?"

Zuo Siyao told the truth: "That's true, I have cut a lot, and now that the accumulation is enough, I am ready to find a quiet place to take another step forward, the demon domain is too chaotic, and only the Great Zhou World can be peaceful." ”