"What is this?" Ning Zhe wondered.

Han Yanfeng said: "I was meditating in the cave this morning, and suddenly I heard a burst of music like heavenly sounds. When I opened my eyes, I saw the process of Le Ling turning into this sword. At that time, I didn't see the orangutan, so I went out to look for it. It was later found under the cliff and found to be dying. ”

After listening to Han Yanfeng's story, Ning Zhe knew what was happening here today.

At that time, Le Ling's body changed, and the orangutan mistakenly thought that Le Ling was about to die, and he blamed himself very much, thinking that he was out of duty, so he committed suicide by jumping off the cliff.

Because the orangutan is also a demon, he jumped off the cliff and did not fall to his death directly, but his internal organs were broken. And it didn't cultivate the Yuan Shen, and after telling Han Yanfeng these things, it died of breath.

"This stupid orangutan is too innocent. Ning Zhe sighed helplessly, and he walked over and looked curiously at the sword that Le Ling had turned into.

Take a closer look, and find that the hilt of the sword is engraved with the word 'Le Shen', and the sword body is like glass, but it does not lose its edge. The whole sword looks very extraordinary, and the sword body exudes an ethereal aura, which seems to be like a 'fairy qi'.

Just as Ning Zhe was carefully observing the sword, he suddenly saw a few lines of small characters appearing on the body of the sword. But he couldn't read the lines at all, because they were strange and abstract.

Seeing these small characters, Ning Zhe said to Han Yanfeng: "Come over and take a look, words suddenly appeared on the sword body. ”

Han Yanfeng walked over, but he didn't see anything, there was nothing on the sword body in his eyes.

Just when the two of them were puzzled, this sword suddenly flew up automatically and crossed Ning Zhe's head.

At this time, Han Yanfeng finally saw that rows of dense characters kept emerging from the sword, accompanied by a burst of beautiful music in the process of these characters floating out.

Ning Zhe found that these dense characters entered his ears like musical notes and hid them in his mind.

It's a wonderful feeling, and when the characters disappear completely, so does the music. Ning Zhe held the sword in his hand, and the music just now was still echoing in his mind, and with the music, he couldn't help but dance the sword.

With the sound of music, Ning Zhe danced with the sword, and seemed to see a figure dancing with the sword at the same time in his mind. He danced to the vague figure, the sword style rose and fell, sometimes gentle, sometimes murderous.

When it was rising, the sound of Zheng Zheng's sword suddenly turned into a flute sound, which was not as beautiful as Fang Cai's music, and it was very harsh. Even Han Yanfeng couldn't help but cover his ears, which shocked him and made him dizzy and tinnitus.

However, Ning Zhe was still intoxicated, and even flew out of the cave directly. Dancing up and down among the cliffs, like a swimming dragon, shuttling between the night.

The sword dances, and the man moves with the shadow. In the process of sword dance, the sound of several musical instruments appeared, and these sounds staggered to form an ethereal music, attracting countless birds and animals on and off the mountain to watch.

"Huh!"

Ning Zhe suddenly shouted, raised his sword with one arm, and formed invisible waves of qi around his body, rolling up the wind and snow.

"Hah!"

Ning Zhe floated in the void, forming an independent momentum of the golden rooster, and suddenly swung a sword towards the void in front of him, and the mighty sword qi penetrated the wind and snow in the sky, forming a domineering and peerless fluctuation, presenting a strange scene in the air.

Ning Zhe stood in mid-air, watching the wave of qi emitted by this sword, sweeping through the wind and snow, like a huge snow dragon, suddenly exploding, and the amazing momentum shook the beasts above and below the cliff to flee one after another.

"This sword is called the Le Shen Sword, and the sword move you just performed seems to be called the Seven Kills Spectrum?" Ning Zhe looked at the sword in his hand, not knowing why he knew the name of the Seven Kills Spectrum, and naturally learned this set of moves.

Ning Zhe felt that his learning of the Seven Kills Spectrum should be related to the handwriting that appeared in the Le Shen Sword.

What he had just performed was only one sword move in the Seven Kills Spectrum, and the vague figure in his mind could use the Seven Styles, but he could only use one style according to the gourd drawing.

Seeing that Ning Zhe stopped dancing the sword, Han Yanfeng flew to his side and said with a smile: "Congratulations, it seems that this sword recognizes you as the master, otherwise how could you have made such a powerful sword move just now?"

Ning Zhe nodded excitedly, he gently stroked the sword body, and as he was stroking, a burst of baby laughter suddenly came out from the top of the sword.

Hearing this laughter, Ning Zhe and Han Yanfeng both looked surprised.

Han Yanfeng exclaimed: "This sword has an ethereal sword aura, it should be an immortal sword. Le Ling's laughter came from the sword just now, and it seems that the sword spirit of this sword is Le Ling. It's a pity that the orangutan has guarded it for generations, but in the end, you got it. ”

Speaking of the orangutan master, Ning Zhe's face also darkened. He also felt that this sword seemed to have been snatched from the orangutan master's hand.

"Where is the body of the orangutan master, I want to bury it, this stupid guy is quite pitiful. Ning Zhe sighed lightly.

Han Yanfeng said: "I have buried the orangutan under the cliff, you can go with me to worship it." After all, it is the guardian of Leling. ”

Ning Zhe nodded, and followed Han Yanfeng towards the bottom.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a small grave bag, and in front of the grave bag stands a tombstone with the tomb of the orangutan man written on it.

Ning Zhe stood in front of the tomb, bowed to the tombstone three times, and said: "Don't worry, from now on, Le Ling will be guarded by me, you guy likes to eat bananas, and I will buy you a lot of bananas tomorrow to worship you, don't be haunted by me." ”

Ning Zhe shook his head with a wry smile, and said to Han Yanfeng beside him: "Second Senior Brother, now that the Gorilla Master is dead, Le Ling has also become the Le Shen Sword. It just so happens that you can go to the Drunken Immortal Residence with me. ”

"That's exactly what I mean. Han Yanfeng said with a smile.

Looking at Han Yanfeng with a smile on his face, Ning Zhe lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, you punish me." I didn't protect Honglian well, something happened to her. ”

Han Yanfeng was stunned when he heard this, looked at Ning Zhe in shock, and said loudly, "What's wrong with Red Lotus!?"

"You come back to the Drunken Immortal Residence with me, and I'll tell you slowly on the way. ”

Han Yanfeng followed Ning Zhe and flew towards the cliff and went to the Drunken Immortal Residence in the capital, and on the way, Ning Zhe told Han Yanfeng about the poisoning of the red lotus.

Han Yanfeng was very angry when he heard this, and he immediately went to Beigong Chu to take revenge. But he was stopped by Ning Zhe, because the two of them couldn't deal with the powerful Beigong family.

In the middle of the night, Ning Zhe took Han Yanfeng back to the Drunken Immortal Residence.

When Ning Zhe pushed open the door, he found that Sister Zhu was walking back and forth in the restaurant, looking very anxious.

"Sister Zhu, I'm back. Makes you worried. Ning Zhe said apologetically.

When Sister Zhu saw Ning Zhe coming back, she took a deep breath, walked over and pinched Ning Zhe's ear, and scolded: "Didn't you say that you will come back soon, what time is it now, are you going to kill me alive?"

Ning Zhe looked at Sister Zhu with a smile and said, "I won't let Sister Zhu worry in the future, you are really a good person." I used to do something wrong when I was a kid and my mom pinched my ears like you do now, and seeing you was like seeing my mom. ”

Sister Zhu let go of her hand and scolded with a smile: "It's so numb, I have goosebumps when I hear it." It's late at night now, so go back to your room and go to sleep, I'll go to sleep too. ”

Ning Zhe laughed and walked upstairs, and Sister Zhu scolded from behind: "You little rabbit cub be quiet, the girl and the guys are still sleeping!"

"Got it, got it. Ning Zhe waved his hand, stopped laughing, and took Han Yanfeng back to his room, where he found that Moss was also here.

Moss didn't sleep now, and when he saw Ning Zhe coming back, he said, "Sister Zhu thought you were going to Beigong Chu to take revenge, so she sent a guy to call me." I went to Beigong Mansion to observe, and when I found that you weren't there, I came back. Later, the two guys who followed you came back and said that you had gone to the cliff near the capital to find a friend, and I was relieved. And Sister Zhu is still not at ease, she has been waiting for you until now and has not slept. ”

Speaking of this, Moss looked at Han Yanfeng and said, "Who is this brother?"

Ning Zhe introduced to the two: "This is my senior brother Han Yanfeng, and this is Mr. Moss. ”

Han Yanfeng and Moss greeted each other and walked in, he looked at the red lotus in the cup, tears were rolling in his eyes, and it could be seen that he cared about the red lotus very much.

The three of them spoke in a loud voice, but Yue'er was still asleep. Ning Zhe walked over and covered Yue'er with a quilt.

"Now that you're back, I'm leaving. Moss Road.

Ning Zhe said: "It's so late, you can stay here today." ”

Moss smiled: "No need, there are only two beds here, I'd better go back to my broken temple." ”

Seeing that Moss insisted on leaving, Ning Zhe didn't hold on anymore, and sent him out of the door and went back to his room to sleep.

Ning Zhe and Yue'er slept together, while Han Yanfeng slept in another bed.

The lights went out, Ning Zhe and Han Yanfeng were thinking about their own thoughts, and neither of them slept until dawn this night.

There is a temple in the western suburbs of the capital, the temple is not large, the faint light shines in the temple, and in the temple stands a tall bronze Buddha statue, which is covered with cobwebs and dust.

This is where Moss lives, Moss sits cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue, and as soon as the sky is bright, he gets up and bows to the Buddha statue.

Snoring came from behind the Buddha statue, and when you hear the snoring, the moss is also used to it. He quietly walked behind the Buddha statue, and in the dark Buddha hall, he couldn't see the scenery clearly, and could only vaguely see a person with a big belly lying here and sleeping deeply.

Moss yelled to wake the man up.

This is an old monk with a messy beard, who does not shave, does not shave, and does not see scars, only wears a tattered monk's robe, and most of his belly is exposed.

The old monk turned over and rubbed his eyes, looked at the moss in a daze, and muttered: "What are you arguing about, you just got intimate with a beauty, and you woke up." ”

"Don't sleep, it's already dawn, and someone should come to burn incense and worship the Buddha in a while. The moss pulled the old monk up from the ground.

The old monk said with a displeased face: "These people are annoyed to death, they come to burn incense every day, and they don't bother me!"

Looking at the old monk's sloppy and sloppy appearance, Qing Mo said helplessly: "How can you say that you are also the abbot here, you have to take responsibility." ”

"The abbot is a fart, there are two of you and me in this broken temple, what responsibility do I have?" The old monk scolded and walked out from behind the Buddha statue, holding a big belly, and spat at the Buddha statue extremely disrespectfully.

"How can you say that you are also a monk, and you are also a monk, so you are not afraid of going to hell if you disrespect the Buddha so much?" said Moss, shaking her head.

The old monk snorted: "Lao Tzu has killed people, drunk wine, eaten meat and taken his daughter-in-law, is it possible that he will become a Buddha by shaving a bald scoop and wearing a monk's robe?"

"Don't tell me this, you were willing to wear this monk's robe in the first place. Moss snorted softly, and after saying this, he went to clean the temple.

Although the old monk was disrespectful, he still cleaned the inside and outside of the temple with the moss, and after a while, a group of people came here to burn incense and worship the Buddha.

Strange to say, this temple was cleaned fairly clean by the two. But the Buddha statue was always covered with dust and cobwebs. The dust here is not so big, and the two have also cleaned the Buddha statue several times, but it is still covered with dust in less than half a day after cleaning.

The old monk's real name is Situ Lingyun, and he used to be a martial artist, and he had mana because he accidentally ate the elixir refined by moss, and it was because of this that the two met.

When the two met, they met fifty years ago, when Situ Lingyun was thirty years old, and he was also a well-known figure in the capital. Later, after eating the elixir by mistake and knowing Moss, he wanted to cultivate immortals, but Moss was unwilling to teach him the way of cultivation, because he was too murderous, and there were many enemies in the rivers and lakes.

But Situ Lingyun insisted on pestering him to learn the immortal method, and later the two passed by the ruined temple in the west of the city, and the moss fooled Situ Lingyun and said that as long as he took refuge in Buddhism, he could cultivate into an immortal.

At that time, Situ Lingyun didn't say a word, and directly asked people to shave his bald son, and specially found a tailor to make a monk's robe, and bought some Buddhist books to worship the Buddha.

In this way, Situ Lingyun concentrated on studying Buddhism in this dilapidated temple and studied for two years.

But in the past two years, his mana has not grown at all, and he knows that the moss has deceived him. Because of this, he also had a fight with Moss, but he was beaten by Moss.

Situ Lingyun couldn't beat the moss, so he was about to leave the broken temple, when it happened that Shi Xian came to the temple to worship the Buddha. When Shi Xian learned that Situ Lingyun was bent on cultivating, he gave him a set of cultivation techniques.

Therefore, Situ Lingyun stayed in the temple to concentrate on cultivation, and has been cultivating for more than fifty years, and now he is over eighty years old, and he is still alive and well.

People living in the capital and surrounding towns have been coming here to worship the Buddha day after day, and the moss looks at the pilgrims who come and go, and the doubts in his heart have not dissipated.

Moss has lived in this temple for more than 50 years, and he is full of curiosity about this temple. The temple has no name and is dilapidated, but it is full of incense. According to the people who come here to worship the Buddha, the temple has been built for more than a thousand years, but it is not known which monk built it.

The reason why people come here year after year to burn incense and worship the Buddha is because they are really blessed by the Buddha.

However, Moss has lived here for more than 50 years, and has never found anything strange about this temple, but he still persistently observes this temple, and he feels that there must be something extraordinary here.

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