Chapter 197: Robbing the Bodhisattva

Longjun?

glanced at Yang Yuan, who could be called Longjun by her, and even showed respect in his eyes when he mentioned these two words, there was no need to guess, Ning Wuqian also knew that Lu Dao was the leader of Zhenlongwei, the killing god who once slaughtered Wuhu for three thousand miles, and is still a bloody land outside the gate.

Regarding Long Jun, Ning Wujian secretly asked Lao Jiaolong, but the answer he got was also vague, only knowing that Dao Long Jun had existed longer than it, this was a very mysterious figure.

Such a character writes to himself?

"What, are you still worried about any traps? You are so timid, I really want to do something to you, when you meet Li Daoxuan, I will lead someone to arrest you, and then I will let you enter Chang'an?"

Yang Yuan is a woman, and her heart is still quite small, especially Ning Wuqian didn't even let her enter the door, such a beautiful woman who came to your house and blocked people out of the house?

Li Daoxuan can find out his whereabouts, Zhenlongwei is known as the most mysterious power in Kyushu, and he is inextricably linked with the royal family, it is not too difficult to find out his location, if he can't find it, Zhenlongwei is not Zhenlongwei, it is worse than a pig.

Ignoring Yang Yuan's squeezing method, Ning Wuqian picked up the letter on the table with suspicion but some curiosity, and four thin but sharp brush characters like swords came to his face with a murderous aura.

Many times you can see a person's character achievements from the font, the article is like a person, four words, as thin as pine and bamboo, the wind and bones are strong, stand up to the sky and unyielding, stroke by stroke, it can be seen that the master is focused and rigorous, and with a murderous edge, it means that the master is innumerable, and even the words written are also contaminated with this murderous atmosphere.

"Xiao Xiao personally enlightened!"

Seeing these four words, Ning Wuji's pupils shrank, this name is Ning Wuji's real name, the word "Xiao" comes from his biological mother "Xiao Shengnu", and the word "Xiao" comes from his biological father "Xiaoyue Wolf King". On the dagger left to him by his own parents, there are these two words.

The mysterious Dragon Monarch actually knew his original name, and called him by his original name, instead of the current name, what did it mean? Ning Wujian frowned, what did Long Jun mean by doing this?

Yang Yuan poured himself a glass of wine at the table, licked his tongue on the wine, and then drank a glass of wine, and when he saw Ning Wujian holding the letter and thinking deeply, he said impatiently. "Oh, I forgot to tell you that your mother was also Zhenlongwei back then, and the name on it was still chosen by Longjun for your parents, so that day in the Black Mountain Valley, I would say that I will take you back to Zhenlongwei to ask for guilt, strictly speaking, you are also half of Zhenlongwei's people. ”

"Huh......?

Ning Wujian was shocked by Yang Yuan's words. If that's the case, it's not that what happened eighteen years ago, it's that Zhen Longwei is using Xuanxin Dao to set up this game, and the reason why his parents are hunted down. In fact, it was just a misunderstanding, and the root cause was that Mo Yuandao's father wanted to take away his body, and his mother found out and took him away. caused a misunderstanding of Xuanxindao, and everything that followed happened.

"Otherwise, do you think your father can assassinate the emperor at that time?" Yang Yuan pursed his lips. There was something sour in his tone.

What is Zhen Longwei doing this for?

Ning Wuqian was slightly puzzled, and immediately threw this question out of his mind, what did Zhen Longwei have to do with him, he was not Zhenlongwei's person, so he was too worried.

Moreover, these are already old things, and there is no point in rehashing them.

While opening the letter, Ning Wuqian glanced at the sullen Yang Yuan, "You also know this?"

"I have long known your background, and as for the events of eighteen years ago, I only learned about the Tao after I came back. ”

Unfolded the letter, only one place and one time were written on the stationery, "Wuli Pavilion in the western suburbs of Chang'an, three watches tomorrow night!"

"Okay, I've also delivered the letter, and it will be indefinite!"

Yang Yuan drank another glass of wine, stood up, and walked towards the door with heavy steps, holding his head high and full of aura.

Walking to the door, Yang Yuan suddenly turned his head, glanced at Ning Wuji, who was pondering Long Jun's intentions, and left a sentence, "Oh, by the way, I advise you, you still don't get involved in the royal battle, otherwise, my Fang Tian Painting Halberd will not recognize people." ”

Knock knock knock......

The footsteps were far away, and the old Jiaolong probed his head from outside the door, and looked back at Yang Yuan who was far away, "What is that violent woman looking for you for?"

"Oh. It's nothing, what's the matter, are you in trouble?" Ning Wuqian accepted the letter, looked at the old Jiaolong with a smile on his face, he was very obscene, and he was secretly strange in his heart, you must know that the old Jiaolong has been sullen for the past few days, and now he is actually smiling?

"Ahem, that, no, it's fine, ahem......"

Lao Jiaolong rubbed his hands and walked in, closed the door casually, and came to the table, "Have you noticed that the White Horse Temple has been ......shining recently?"

"It's normal, the Great Compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva is here, how can you do it without a vision, and besides, so many eminent monks gather in the White Horse Temple to discuss Buddhism with the Bodhisattva, and it's not a strange thing for the Buddha to soar to the sky, right?"

Ning Wuqian looked at the old dragon like this, picked up a cup of tea, and thought in his heart, what bad idea was this old dragon playing again.

"No, the Buddha's light is only one of them, the recent treasure of the White Horse Temple has soared into the sky, I'm afraid there are some treasures born, it's not a Buddha relic or something, and, in this Chang'an City, no matter who it is, the strength will be suppressed, have you seen the little monk next to the Bodhisattva, he is only in the realm of Taiyi Sanxian, but to follow the Bodhisattva, there must be some treasures on the body, elixir, divine soldiers......"

"Ahh......h

Ning Wujian took a sip of tea and sprayed it on the old Jiaolong's face, the expression on his face was really wonderful, he finally saw the boldness of the old Jiaolong, no wonder he would be hunted down by so many old people, and even the Bodhisattva's idea would dare to fight.

"Are you going to rob that little monk?" Ning Wujian looked at the old dragon strangely.

Lao Jiaolong was speechless and wiped the tea on his face, "You are my uncle, can you not spray on your face next time, people live with a skin, the dragon wants a face, you can despise me, but don't wash my face." What is robbing a little monk, we are going to borrow from others, borrowing the knowledge of the way, borrowing two fairy ways, borrowing two magic weapons, and so on in the future, when it is developed, it will be returned to others when it is almost used, and, maybe the Bodhisattva is just an incarnation, test the strength, if it is really an incarnation, let's also borrow the magic weapon, I heard that the Bodhisattva's willow jade bottle is very powerful......"

Ning Wuqian opened his mouth, and the Bodhisattva didn't let it go?

"Do you think, soon we will go to the four continents where there are many strong people, and if you don't have a magic weapon to accompany you, how can you lay a foundation? Don't look at our majesty in the earth fairy world, but when you go to the four continents, you still have to be a demon with your tail between your legs, even those big demons and demon kings may attack you, the Bodhisattva is so merciful, borrowing two treasures, he will definitely not blame us." ”

The old Jiaolong bewitched Ning Wuji, and when he said this, he was upright. (To be continued......)