When the ten Buddha horns sounded, Zhao Wu'an immediately thought of the monk he met in Jiuda Temple.

The monk's self-proclaimed Buddha temple coincides with the sixth of the ten vows recited by the monk in front of him. And the number he said "seven hundred and fifty-six" was only slightly less than the number of eight hundred.

As smart as Zhao Wu'an, he understood the identity of the monk in front of him in an instant.

As early as Huaixi, I had heard of his name as a monk of the Ten Wishes of Shu, and finally saw it in Baima Town, which was at the mouth of Shu.

But having said that, in fact, as early as in the abandoned Jiuda Temple, he had already seen the Buddhist monks among the ten people, and now it should be the second encounter with the ten wish monks.

Six wishes and eight hundred Buddha temples.

That Buddhist monk should want to walk on the eight hundred Buddhist temples in the world with his feet in order to complete the cultivation, Jiuda Temple is just one of the ones he visited, and he happened to meet Zhao Wu'an by chance.

This time, however, the situation is markedly different. The monk in front of him opened his mouth and put down the butcher's knife, as if he was coming for Zhao Wu'an.

Of course, Zhao Wu'an didn't have the idea of killing the remnants of Luo Yige, who did not pose any threat to these two martial arts, and at most planned to interrogate them before they were sent to the official mansion.

So as soon as the monk appeared, Zhao Wu'an took most of the sword qi into the box with interest, and the rich qi that enveloped half of the town quickly faded.

However, the two flying swords of Su Musha and Bodhisattva Man were still outside the box, hanging tightly behind the heads of the two who fell to the ground.

"Of course I can not kill them, but I still want them to give an explanation, isn't that too much?" Zhao Wu'an asked.

The monk scratched his bald head. "What does the donor want?"

"It's simple. ”

Zhao Wu'an took a few steps, stepped forward, and stepped across the heads of the two of them, smashing the green bricks on the soles of their feet.

Zeng Qi was so frightened that he actually peed his pants at that time.

The monk couldn't help but fold his palms and silently recited a sentence of Amitabha.

"Let's say, why did the two remnants who escaped from outside Bianliang City appear in Shudi?" Zhao Wu'an narrowed his eyes: "This prosthetic limb is well done, and the sutures of the throat are also quite standard, it looks like they have been entrusted with a heavy responsibility, right?"

Zeng Qi trembled like chaff, and the coachman shook his head suddenly: "No, we don't know anything!"

Zhao Wu'an sighed, and made a gesture to take the hanging Su curtain cover: "Since you refuse to admit it......

"Hero, spare your life!" the coachman almost cried.

At this moment, hundreds of idlers had gathered in the surrounding streets and alleys, all of whom kept a distance of at least five zhang and stared intently at this scene.

Although Whitehorse Town has been very lively recently, and the master's moves can be seen every day, it is gradually not new. But this flying sword technique is really unheard of, and those who don't know it think it's a lame street juggling.

This burst of limelight was exactly what Zhao Wu'an wanted. After all, today's Shu is not an ordinary moment, and if you want to give Ma Wei to Shu, you have to make your name out. Otherwise, the person who robbed An Qing would not agree.

To this day, he doesn't believe that Wen Chuanyu robbed An Qing. If you want to force Zhao Wu'an to enter Shu, Wen Chuanyu can come up with 10,000 more ingenious methods, why bother to touch An Qing's moldy head?

In front of everyone's eyes, holding Su Mu in the air to cover his hand, Zhao Wu'an had a sneer on his face: "Whoever says later, I will kill whoever and let the other one go." ”

The two were shocked when they heard this. The monk hurriedly said earnestly: "Don't benefactor!"

Zhao Wu'an glanced at the monk helplessly. Give him some face and take yourself seriously?

If the purpose of the two of them coming here cannot be asked here today, then Zhao Wu'an will fall behind in the game with the Black Cloud Society, and secondly, he will not be able to establish his authority, but it may make the heroes of Shu despise this unheard of white-clothed sword immortal.

However, the monk said: "The poor monk was ordered by his senior brother to travel hundreds of miles to this White Horse Town, just to stop such unprovoked killings caused by the battle between the rivers and lakes. The country of heaven in Shu is the most suitable for life and elegance, and it is really unexpected that the leaders of the alliance will be attracted to Shu because of the general election, but I am still willing to do my part for it. ”

Zhao Wu'an was stunned: "What does this mean?"

"In Shu, where the ten monks of Shu are located, the rules of the rivers and lakes are determined by us. Anyone who knows and kills, fights and kills, and mistakenly kills is regarded as having the sin of guilt, and I wish the monks to help them cross the sea of sin as soon as possible. ”

Zhao Wu'an was stunned for a moment, wanting to laugh but couldn't.

The Ten Wishes Monk of Shu actually wanted to take the lead in regulating the order of the martial arts in the entire Shu, and it didn't look like a joke at all.

As early as in Jiuda Temple, several uncles who returned from a long trip in Shu had mentioned the extraordinaryness of the ten wish monks in Shu. It is precisely because the Buddhism they uphold is different from that of the Central Plains that it led to the tragedy of the seven abbots of Jiuda Temple killing each other.

On the night when the blood flowed in Jiuda Temple, the abbot of Ciqing said before he lost his breath that there was still a shortage of Buddhism in the Central Plains, and this lack was very likely to be in the hands of the Ten Wishes Monk of Shudi.

Zhao Wu'an has only a half-understanding of Buddhism, and he is far from the point of Zen enlightenment. Therefore, although he was curious about the ten wishes of the monks of Shudi, he did not have the idea of contacting more.

Unexpectedly, before he had time to go deep into Shu, the monk of the Ten Wishes of Shu came to the door first.

Seeing Zhao Wu'an's hesitation, the two people under the flying sword glanced at each other, and hurriedly took the opportunity to stand up, and crawled towards the monk with his hands and feet.

"Thank you Master for saving your life!" the two burst into tears, as if they had been reborn.

The non-bitter monk clasped his palms together: "Amitabha." ”

Several circles of people on the street applauded, and some even hid their faces in tears.

Zhao Wu'an, who felt like a villain for the first time, was stunned for a long time, and took the flying sword head-on.

He explained: "These two people are the remnants of Luo Yige under the command of the Black Cloud Society, and the killer organization Luo Yige of Jiangnan Province has been exterminated in July this year. ”

"Right and wrong, it's all the past. The monk said silently, "Now that they have entered Shu with one heart, how can they be said that they are still involved in the bloody pond and marsh? Amitabha, if you are not bitter in your last life, the donor should also give others a chance to be new people." ”

Knowing that he couldn't defend this prepared monk, Zhao Wuan stubbornly said, "Yes." Taught. ”

The applause around became more and more enthusiastic, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a monk from outside the world stopped the murderous martial arts people, which attracted a cheer and applause.

Zhao Wu'an had never experienced such an embarrassing scene, so he had to make a hasty move, and he didn't dare to say anything cruel to the two who escaped death, and turned to leave.

When he walked out of the crowd, he could still faintly hear the ridicule coming from behind him, and Zhao Wu'an helplessly held his head.

When he walked back to the south of the town, everyone in the same company was late, and when he saw Zhao Wu'an's appearance, he was surprised for a while.

"When I first came, I seemed to hear the voice of the Buddha faintly. Dai Lou Twilight sneered, "You can't be deflated in front of a monk, right? ”

Zhao Wu'an gave him a blank look and didn't speak.

Duan Taoli blinked and looked at the half-collapsed ring in the center of the town.

"That's the Ten Wishes Monk of Shudi?"

Zhao Wu'an nodded.

Duan Taoli was thoughtful.

An Guangmao was hesitating whether to speak, and his wife was already in front.

"This time the sword was used to punish the murderer, the original intention was to establish a prestige and deter the mastermind behind the scenes, but he was stopped by others, did the gains outweigh the losses?"

Before entering Shu, the departure and accommodation were decided by this lady alone, and Zhao Wu'an was also extremely respectful and obeyed everything. However, this is the first time that we have had a conversation like this along the way.

Zhao Wu'an was stunned, expecting that Mrs. An knew that the situation in Shu was complicated and beyond the control of a woman, so from the beginning of entering this White Horse Town, everything could be said to be in Zhao Wu'an's hands to decide, and Mrs. An did not feel inappropriate, but took the lead in asking his opinion.

Zhao Wu'an pondered for a moment and said, "It's not appropriate to say much here. Whitehorse Town is a crowded place, so let's find an inn to live in before we take care of it. ”

But I didn't expect that after going around the entire White Horse Town, I didn't find an inn where people could stay, all the shops were crowded, and the rooms were lined up for more than ten days.

Zhao Wu'an, who had gone around the town twice and failed to find a place to stay, led everyone behind him back to the blacksmith shop that had made him lose face before, and felt very disillusioned with life for a while.

The monk and the two life-threatening Luo Yige remnants had long since gone, and the crowd watching the excitement had also turned to other places, and at this time, there was only a white-haired man squatting on the steps at the door of the blacksmith shop.

Zhao Wu'an rolled his gaze aimlessly, and inadvertently collided with him.

It was clearly winter, but this man was wearing his shirts open, revealing his strong and knotted muscles, squatting at the door with a bowl of rice and eating. There are very few wrinkles on his face, but his white hair can't hide Shaohua, who has faded.

As soon as he made eye contact with Zhao Wu'an, he swallowed the food in his mouth, and asked without surprise: "Are you looking for a place to live?" I have a few here, if I don't dislike it, I can borrow you for a night." ”

Seeing that Zhao Wu'an was a little hesitant, the man said again: "Of course you want to collect money." But if you're willing to buy a few broken swords to take away, the price is negotiable. ”

Zhao Wu'an was still hesitating, but Hu Buxi had already rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "What are you waiting for, boss! This White Horse Town is now crowded with people, and if you don't live there, you will be robbed by others." We have nowhere to find our iron shoes, so it doesn't take any effort to get there!"

He said that it is indeed good, and there is no need to doubt the safety of the house in Whitehorse Town today, they don't live there, some people come to live there.

After asking the opinions of the others, Zhao Wu'an led the people and followed the white-haired man into the backyard of the blacksmith shop.

In the courtyard were lined with three long arms racks, and a young man was standing in the middle, engrossed in the freshly baked sword. Zhao Wu'an glanced at it slightly, but he didn't see what method he was using.

"That's it. There are not many houses, so you will have them, and the price is this number. The white-haired man held out three fingers.

Zhao Wu'an handed over three taels of silver, and the white-haired man took it without saying anything.

At this time.

The young man standing in front of the weapon rack suddenly looked frozen, and his hand shook his sword.

The green steel sword roared, and although the sword body did not move, the sword shadow suddenly spread throughout the entire courtyard.

One shadow after another. The three rows of weapons on the rack of hundreds of newly made swords suddenly shook in unison.

The sword light and sword shadow are like flowers all over the building.