Walking west from the mountains and rivers, legend has it that at the end of the road, you can see the place where the sun sets, but few ordinary people can walk here, and even if they can walk here, no one can see whether the sun is setting here, because there is a big mountain in front of them.

Those mountains are so big and so big that few people can pass through them, and after they pass through them, they don't do anything.

Behind the mountains is a desert.

It was a desert where no creatures existed, and it was terrifying, but it was only for ordinary people.

No one has ever measured the size of the desert, because there is no need for monks to measure it, and ordinary people have no possibility of success.

But the monks all know that behind this desert is the Western Buddha Land, the Buddha Country, and where is the territory of Buddhism.

Six thousand years ago, after the end of the war between the human race and the demon race, Confucianism and Taoism signed an agreement with Buddhism, anyway, from that time on, the entire mountains and rivers were almost no monks, only when the foggy mountains opened, there would be monks from this desert to the mountains and rivers, in addition, no other monks would leave the Buddha land.

As for the monks of the mountains and rivers, the Confucianists and the Taoists almost never go to the Buddha land, and the wild cultivators are not interested, only the swordsmen will go in and out of those places.

In the north of the mountains and rivers, there is the North Sea to isolate the demon land and mountains and rivers, and in the west there is this desert to isolate the Buddha land and mountains and rivers.

Now, there is an old monk in this desert who is walking slowly, walking in the desert, the old monk's face is ugly, he walks very fast, it seems that he will soon get out of this desert, he even has a scared look on his face, as if someone is chasing him behind him.

In fact, he didn't see the person chasing him, but he felt a sword aura, that sword aura didn't mean anything else, the only thing left was the word Lingli, he walked in the desert, and he felt that sword aura beside him all the time, which made him very afraid.

If it were on weekdays, he wouldn't be like this, as a Canghai monk, he wouldn't die so easily, but now it's different.

He was wounded.

He had seen the Sword Immortal.

The sword qi belongs to the swordsman, but such a strong sword qi can only be the sword immortal's.

In the battle of Xiaoyuan City, there were a total of three sword immortals with the combat power of the sea in the clouds, there was a sword immortal who knocked him down from the sea of clouds, and there were also sword immortals who injured him before, and the one that made him remember the most was naturally the sword immortal named Ye Changting.

His sword made him feel inferior to Chao Qingqiu.

Although he hadn't seen Chao Qingqiu.

The battle of Xiaoyuan City was something he didn't want to remember.

But that sword aura kept reminding him of these things.

He looked at the desert in the distance and knew that as long as he walked a little longer, he would be able to return to the land of the Buddha.

This reassured him a lot.

But no one expected that when he climbed over the sand dune, the man in white would be waiting for him there.

In a desert, the man with the sword hanging from his waist looked at him.

That's the last thing he wants to be the man he wants.

The old monk's face was ugly, and he said sharply: "You are also injured, you may not be able to kill the old monk, you don't need to die with the old monk!"

Yes, on the shirt of the man in white, the blood is very conspicuous, and most of the white shirt is now red.

"I'll kill you. ”

The voice floated from afar, and of course, it was his sword.

Ye Changting's sword was very powerful, even when he was already injured, so when that sword light passed through the yellow sand, it naturally fell on the old monk's body.

After the blood burst out, the yellow sand behind him flew everywhere, and it looked like a scene that was difficult to create with manpower.

Ye Changting calmly spit out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't retreat for a moment, Mo Shangcao trembled slightly in his hand, and a majestic sword qi poured into the old monk's body, and the old monk struggled to make the broken string of Buddha beads on his chest, but he was still stabbed by Ye Changting again.

After the two swords, the old monk spat blood, but his body still flew towards the yellow sand, and a strong wind rose in the sky, blowing the yellow sand all over the sky, in order to block Ye Changting's sight, but still after a while, the sword still appeared behind him as promised.

This sword made the old monk miserable.

In a few breaths, Ye Changting's sword fell on the old monk one after another, although he himself was vomiting blood, but if it went down like this, it wouldn't be long before the old monk would die here, and a Buddhist saint died here, and it would be another rain of blood.

The saints and the sword immortals would have a dead knot before, but the Buddhist saints generally did not have the sword immortals, but this old monk had made a move before, and now he had to bear Ye Changting's wrath.

The old monk recited the Buddha's name, and countless Buddha lights flew out of his body, some of which were used to repair wounds, and the other part was used to resist sword qi.

Both of them are almost at the end of their crossbows, but the old monk did not dare to fight Ye Changting to the death from the very beginning, he has already lost the upper hand, and now he is even more frightened, and naturally there is no possibility of defeating Ye Changting.

If this stalemate continues, it won't be long before the old monk dies here.

The old monk spit out a large mouthful of essence blood, and the blood mist flew in the yellow sand, and soon a yellow sand giant was created, the yellow sand giant was several feet high, and he punched down at Ye Changting, but before that hand fell on Ye Changting, it was cut off.

At the same time, a sword light appeared, and it directly cut off the giant's head.

When the giant's head was cut off, it immediately lost its vitality and turned back into a patch of yellow sand in an instant.

Ye Changting's face became more and more pale as paper, but his sword qi was getting stronger and stronger.

He pressed the hilt of Moshangcao's sword, as if he was about to behead the old monk with the next sword.

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"Oh Buddha Mita!"

But at this time, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded from the sky.

Even with the extremely prosperous Buddha light appeared.

Ye Changting stared into the distance, only to see a lantern appear in the blurred scene in the yellow sand.

It was an illusion, not a physical object.

But the old monk had already followed the lantern into the distance at this moment.

And according to this desert, I don't know how far away from the Lingshan Mountain, there is an old monk with white eyebrows covered in golden light who looked at the lantern in front of him, and said calmly: "Sword Immortal Mo is strange, this matter is the fault of the Buddha Land, the old monk will bring the junior brother back to the Spirit Mountain, and then don't let him leave the Buddha Land one step, as for the Sword Immortal still wants an explanation, so he bothered the Sword Immortal to come to the Spirit Mountain to meet after the injury is healed." ”

The sound came from Lingshan to the desert, and it seemed very vicissitudes.

It's just that the will inside seems to be very firm.

There were originally only two saints in the Buddha land, and if one was beheaded by Ye Changting at this moment, Buddhism would be more difficult in the future.

This white-eyed monk did not come there with his real body, but he had such a majesty, if his real body came, he was afraid that it would be a lot more terrifying.

Ye Changting looked at the projection of the lantern, the meaning expressed in the old monk's words was already very clear, that is, Ye Changting, who was seriously injured now, would definitely not be his opponent, if he wanted to keep the old monk, I am afraid that it was impossible.

Ye Changting didn't like to speak, so he just raised his sword and slashed out, and the sword light fell on the lantern, causing some ripples in the lantern, but it quickly returned to normal.

He didn't speak.

Just stopped drawing the sword and watched the old monk being taken away by the lantern.

Even if he has not been in this world for a long time, he knows that the most famous lantern in this world is this one.

Since it was the Buddhist sect leader who made the move, he is now like this, and he can't win, and it seems normal.

Ye Changting watched the lantern disappear, turned around and left.

A moment later, Ye Sheng landed here.

Looking at this messy barren land, his figure disappeared in a flash.

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Luoyang City is afraid that it has officially entered the rainy season, these days, the capital of Yanling, there is light rain every day, but there is rarely a rain that can last a whole day.

Above the court, these days can be regarded as calm, perhaps because His Royal Highness the King of Chu has landed in the sea, the monks of the Yanling School Palace have not made any moves these days, since there is no action in the palace, then the affairs in the court are much simpler.

Emperor Yanling was eloquent and strategic, and without the intervention of outsiders, he quickly made the entire Luoyang City become orderly, and those important official positions, from the officials who were forcibly appointed by him at the beginning, to now there is no fluctuation in the entire yamen, and it only took a very short time.

Seeing that it is the end of autumn again, the Ministry of Rites has already begun to count this year's New Year's Ceremony, and there are already special people in the palace to hand over to the Ministry of Rites, this time, His Majesty the Emperor no longer needs to look at the face of the Xue Palace, and he seems to have a lot of confidence, and even the noise in the entire palace at this time of year has dissipated a lot.

Boss Chen's fish stall has closed.

The big boss of the fish market, in the autumn, finally ushered in his second son, which made the atmosphere in the entire Chen Mansion a lot better, with this son, Boss Chen no longer thought about the weird little guy before, maybe he knew the strangeness of the person, Boss Chen had already given up the idea of looking for him, just thinking about bringing up this son.

Therefore, this autumn rain, for Boss Chen, even if he can remember those old things, most of them are memories, and there is no other emotion.

Not even the slightest bit of sadness.

In that alley, Wang Yanqing was playing chess with Gu Shiyan again, these two top players in Yanling, I don't know how many games of chess they have played in Luoyang City, Gu Shiyan's chess strength has risen a lot, and now Wang Yanqing wants to beat him again, but I am afraid that he will have to use a lot of strength.

However, this big player actually doesn't have much time to come to this alley these days, the court has changed blood, and there are many important positions Emperor Yanling wants to put a few of his henchmen, Gu Shiyan, the national player, has always been just an idle position, and he was only praised for his chess strength in Luoyang City before, but this time, he really held a real power position in the six departments, and originally there were many important ministers in the court waiting to see his jokes, after all, in their minds, a good guy who is not a good chess player, where can he have the ability to govern the country, but after a few months, Gu Shiyan has not shown the slightest timidity, and is even quite familiar with those political affairs, which made the important ministers of the court impressed, and at the same time, naturally there was a lot less leisure time.

Putting down a chess piece on the chessboard, Gu Shiyan rubbed his eyes, and then asked with a smile: "Mr. Yanqing is also a great talent, how can he still be willing to be aggrieved in the Criminal Department?"

Wang Yanqing is a person who is enshrined in the Criminal Department and is also a person that Emperor Yanling trusts very much, and he has refused several requests from Emperor Yanling to let him go to the court to hold an important position these days.

Wang Yanqing said with a smile: "I'm a blind man, I can't see whether it's raining or not, how can I see the general trend of Yanling?"

Hearing this, Gu Shiyan didn't care, he put down a white child, and then said: "Mr. Yanqing can't see clearly, above this court, few people can see clearly, Mr. Yanqing has read thousands of books, does he really don't understand this governance or don't want to understand?"

Wang Yanqing smiled slightly, and didn't say a word, what the hell is it, whether he doesn't understand or doesn't want to understand, it's all said by others, and it has nothing to do with him.

"I have a bad personality, if I really go to be an official, maybe I will have to bring up a few young people unusually, and when the time comes, it will definitely be difficult for Your Majesty to do it, and when the time comes, it will be difficult for Your Majesty. ”

After Gu Shiyan watched Wang Yanqing put down the chess pieces, he asked tentatively, "Mr. Yanqing is talking about Chen Bingjun?"

Wang Yanqing's eyes widened, although it seemed hollow, but it was not scary, "Do you think he shouldn't be the future talent of Zaifu?"

Gu Shiyan shook his head and did not speak.

When it comes to political affairs, it is actually not what these two people are willing to do, Wang Yanqing is most willing to read more books, and what Gu Shiyan is most willing to do is to play a few more games of chess.

Wang Yanqing put a sunspot on the chessboard, and then raised his head and said, "I hope that after these rains, Luoyang City can really take on a new look." ”

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In the autumn rain, the new autumn examination in Luoyang City is being carried out silently, which is a separate examination held by Emperor Yanling after removing the power of the school palace.

In that examination room, a candidate glanced at the rain outside the window and wrote two words on the exam paper.

"Huang Jin. ”

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Chao Qingqiu stood under the eaves and watched the rain, he was now almost half an adult tall, although his face was still childish, but he looked like a teenager, not a child.

The woman sewed clothes in the house, occasionally looked up at Chao Qingqiu, and her eyes were full of tenderness, such a day I don't know if it is a good day for Chao Qingqiu, but for that woman, it is really not bad at all, the woman does not ask much, as long as she can be with Chao Qingqiu for a lifetime, it is the best.

The pale Ye Changting walked over from the rain, this sword fairy fought in Xiaoyuan City, and his injuries were not light, and he couldn't say that he was healed until now, the spirit mansion was full of holes, if he was still allowed to fight at this moment, he would almost really leave the world, Mo Shangcao was hung by Ye Changting's waist, and the man in white came to Chao Qingqiu and sat down, without speaking.

"Li Changgu crossed the stairs and became a sea, which is expected, but why Li Fuyao was able to appear in the bureau, even I don't know. ”

When Chao Qingqiu said this, he was telling Ye Changting that this matter was not arranged by him.

Ye Changting said weakly: "If it weren't for him, I might have died." ”

Chao Qingqiu looked at Ye Changting and said softly: "It's impossible for everything to develop the way you want, there will always be some accidents, if there is a real accident, I can't help it." ”

Ye Changting said: "Aren't you exhausted?"

Chao Qingqiu ignored him.

The sword immortal thought for a moment, and then said: "Li Fuyao appeared in Xiaoyuan City, and he briefly became a sea of cangs, all this seems to be something wrong, it seems that someone is pushing him behind him." ”

Ye Changting was interested, he looked at Chao Qingqiu and asked, "Is there anyone more like an old king than you?"

Chao Qingqiu said indifferently: "I said earlier, this world is really mistaken by me." ”

Ye Changting exhaled a breath of turbidity, and after Chao Qingqiu opened the canopy of heaven for the last time, except for him and the woman, they all thought that after Chao Qingqiu left the world, this world was really a little different.

First of all, His Royal Highness the King of Chu achieved the Canghai realm, and then there was a sword monarch in Xiaoyuan City, and the news came from the side of Jianshan that Xu Lone's master Meng Jin had not died yet, and now he had gone to Jianshan.

In Xiaoyuan City, Ye Changting even met the Buddha land saint who has never stepped into the mountains and rivers, and now the changes in this world are really not clear.

Although Chao Qingqiu was in Luoyang City, he was actually very aware of the recent events that had happened in this world.

"In the next 100 years, perhaps something bigger is coming. ”

Ye Changting didn't speak, he just waited for the following.

Chao Qingqiu knew what he was thinking, and continued: "Liang Yi must also be sanctified, Su Ye must also be sanctified, as for Lin Hongzhu and the like, they must also be sanctified, what do you want so many saints to do in the world?"

"If there are saints, there will naturally be saints. ”

"Although there is an alternation between the new saint and the old saint, it will not be too fast, in that long hundred years, there have been so many Canghai monks, and there will be some others. ”

"Except for these people we are now, what else? Will the saint who has not seen a trace of Confucianism come out? Will there be a monk in a Taoist temple between the deep mountains and old forests who has been in the sea for many years, is it possible that a certain scholar will remember that he is a saint when he is not drinking?"

"Of course, it is also possible that within this hundred years, Li Fuyao, a group of young people, will suddenly open up and become a sword immortal in the sea, maybe it's not true. ”

Ye Changting frowned slightly and didn't say anything.

But soon he said, "Can I find the answer in a hundred years?"

Chao Qingqiu looked at him and said, "I don't even know who you're looking for, how do I know if there will be an answer in this hundred years." ”

This sentence was justified in saying to Qingqiu, and Ye Changting had no reason to refute it.

Chao Qingqiu said a lot of words, and then he remembered one thing, "You should have come to see me earlier." ”

Speaking of this, Ye Changting gathered his thoughts and said calmly: "I'm going to kill someone." ”

"Kill whom?"

"The monk. ”

"And then?"

"I came across a lantern. ”

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After killing those monsters, Li Fuyao left the mountain forest and climbed the Sword Mountain in the middle of a sunset.

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