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Chapter 595 Monk Zhiyue, let's talk... What are you running for!

At dusk of another day, Yu Wenying stood in front of the window at the post station not far from Gyeongju, looking up at the sparse stars in the sky, feeling a sense of sadness welling up in her heart.

Who did he provoke, why did the unlucky thing about going to Gyeongju fall on his head?
Now the king of Qi asked himself to force Yang Wengan, and the prince demanded that he must not force Yang Wengan. Even the king of Qin, who was far away in Changsha, sent people to lie in wait on the road, ready to kill himself at any time and blame Yang Wengan!
If it weren't for the errand assigned by the saint to go to Gyeongju this time, and if he couldn't refuse, he really wanted to just flip the table...

Whoever of you likes to go to Gyeongju, you go, Nai Weng quit!
In the end, after serious and careful thinking, Yu Wenying was still under the pressure of life and death, and accepted the suggestion of Master Zhiwei of the Fahuazong, and asked the other party to protect him and go to Qingzhou to deceive Yang Wengan... Summon him to Renzhi Palace face saint.

Although doing so will inevitably offend the King of Qi, but by then I have already taken refuge in the crown prince, so the King of Qi must be afraid... right!

Squeak!

Just when Yu Wenying was thinking wildly, with the sound of the door, he turned his head, just in time to see Master Zhiwei, who looked like an eminent monk with a dignified face, came in from the door.

"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"

Monk Zhiwei clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to himself.

"Yuwen Tanyue, the poor monk got an important piece of information, and came here to inform..."

"Master Zhiyue..."

Yu Wenying turned her head and asked suspiciously.

"What did you say, what important information?"

"Information is..."

Monk Zhiyue's face was calm, and he walked towards Yu Wenying at a leisurely pace. When he was only one or two meters away from him, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, showing a smile.

"Humph!"

The next moment, there was a sound like Huang Zhong Dalu coming from Zhiwei's nose, and two white lights sprayed out.Then Yu Wenying felt dizzy, she couldn't help but fell on her back, fell to the ground with a thud, and remained motionless.

After seeing Yu Wenying fall, monk Zhiwei bent down and picked her up and put her on the bed, then turned around and walked to the door, disappeared in a flash.

1 minutes later, Jing Jing'er in a red dress turned over from the wall with another 'Yu Wenying' in her hand.

"People are there..."

After Jing Jing'er landed, she put the "Yu Wenying" in her hand on the ground, and then pointed to the finger bed.

"You'd better hurry up, a certain person must be taken away before the monk Zhiyue of the Fa Huazong comes back!"

"rest assured!"

The newly appeared 'Yu Wenying' rubbed his hands, smiled and touched Yu Wenying on the bed.

"It can't be missed!"

……

Just when Yu Wenying and Li Daitao were stiff, on the way from Yuhua Mountain to Gyeongju, an old monk with white beard and eyebrows was running as fast as if he was riding the wind. One step is more than 100 meters, often One second he was still halfway up the mountain, and the next second he was at the river at the foot of the mountain. Before the figure here disappeared, another figure appeared in front of him...

Swish!
Just when the old monk passed a small river, he was surprised to find that in the endless field in front of him, there were actually two strings of long palace lanterns waving in the wind.

"The heart of the small taqin is unfolded, and the gallbladder of the long tasseled sword is relaxed"

In the middle of the two strings of palace lanterns, a handsome Taoist priest dressed in white sat on a seat, and a guqin made of jade was placed on the table in front of him, and a melodious and lively sound of the piano was blowing in the wind.

"Two tigers, two tigers..."

The old monk frowned slightly!
Because under his perception of three thousand thoughts, the Taoist priest in white in front of him has no feedback, just like the plants and trees around him... No!Some plants and trees even have emotional fluctuations, but the person in front of him has none at all.

"Monk Zhiyue has performed three thousand thoughts on you, and wants to establish a state of spiritual connection (one-sided reading) with you..."

'Reminder, the status of the connection of spiritual thoughts will lead to the risk of the existence of the system being leaked. '

'Spiritual connection has been blocked by the system! '

"Monk Zhiyue casts three thousand thoughts on you, and wants to use his spiritual sense to perceive your spiritual thoughts..."

'The sense of consciousness has been blocked by the system! '

"..."

Kong Qing looked at his system interface, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

It's no wonder that the Fahua Sect can catch up from behind in a short period of time and become the first sect of Buddhism, suppressing Bailian, expelling Nirvana, and suppressing Huayan and other northern sects, with a great reputation!

Because this 'one thought three thousand' is too buggy!
As long as you are linked by his method, everything about you will no longer be a secret to him, and your thoughts will basically be perceived, just like two people playing a game, and one of them directly opens the perspective hexagram.

How to fight this!
But it's a pity, although your Fa Huazong is a coward, but the poor Daoist is also a coward...

You just opened a perspective, and you are still a poor guy in essence. How can you compare with Pindao, a RMB warrior?
"The wiser the monk!"

Kong Qing raised his head and looked at the other party with a smile.

"Pindao was entrusted by the King of Qin, please stay here tonight, just when the moon is bright and the wind is clear, come! Please sit down, how about listening to Pindao playing the piano?"

"As entrusted by King Qin, please stay here..."

After hearing Kong Qing's words, old monk Zhiyue looked at him carefully again, and then asked tentatively.

"Could it be that Tanyue is the Qingwei real person of the Taishi Bureau?"

"Of course!"

Kong Qing pressed his hands on the strings, and continued to play "Two Tigers" gracefully, while nodded calmly.

"Since the Great Monk knows Qingwei's name, he also hopes to give Qingwei a face and avoid fighting between you and me. After all, Pindao is a peace-loving person. He only likes playing the piano under the moon and dancing swords under the flowers in his life. ..."

"so……"

After hearing Kong Qing's words, the old monk's face suddenly became clear.

"His Royal Highness King Qin really wants to be unfavorable to Yu Wenying?"

"This poor man doesn't know..."

Kong Qing still had a leisurely expression on his face.

"King Qin just asked Pindao to temporarily stay with you for a night... Sigh! Where do you want to go, great monk? Leave it to me!"

Before he finished speaking, Gu Chen's sword, which was next to Kong Qing's case, had already turned into light and flew out, and slashed at the old monk's figure quickly.

Monk Zhiyue took a deep breath, and between Zongyue and Zongyue, he held the thumb of the lower fist in the upper fist, and pushed it out flatly.

"List!"

boom!
After a muffled sound, the sword light that Kong Qing slashed seemed to be slashed on an erupting volcano, and was directly swept away by the opponent, without any time to stop the opponent for a moment.

"Interesting, it's actually a nine-character formula!"

Kong Qing blinked silently, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sneer.

"However, you actually dare to use the true art of my Taoist sect to attack the poor..."

The next moment, Monk Zhiyue saw the sword light swayed by him spinning in the air, as if turning into a full moon, and then green lotuses appeared beside him one after another , arc-shaped sword lights spread towards him like ripples in water waves.

'Abstain from everlasting sky and bright autumn moon, and your heart is like the green lotus color in the world! '

Monk Zhiyue looked at the sword light like the moonlight in the lotus pond around him, sighed silently, stretched out his hands with ten fingers, palms outward, connecting thumbs and index fingers, and stopped drinking.

"exist!"

With a flash of golden light, Monk Zhiyue tapped his toes, and the lotus flower loomed. His body flew up against the wind, and instead of advancing, retreated, he rushed towards Kong Qing. Then he clasped his hands tightly and stretched out his index finger to meet , the following knuckles are wrapped in the palm of the hand.

"By!"

Following the voice, monk Zhiyue's hands flashed golden light, and a handprint flew out, hitting the air where Kong Qing was.

Watching Monk Zhiyue's movements, Kong Qing took his time and flicked the strings with his finger playing the piano.

"The sea dragon chant!"

Zheng!
There was a sound of metal, and the Zhezi seal shot by Monk Zhiyue exploded in the air as if hit by something.

puff!
The body of the monk Zhiyue who was affected by the shock wave swayed in the air, and then his toes pointed in the air, a lotus flower appeared, his body changed positions, and disappeared more than ten meters away in a flash.

At this time, Gu Chenjian had turned into light and returned, and then flew out again under Kong Qing's finger, chopping towards the back of the opponent.

Monk Zhiyue tapped his toes lightly, the lotus flower bloomed, and his body turned around in a buoyant manner. The fingers of both hands were clasped tightly. The index fingers stretched out to meet each other. Jian Guang clicked on it.

"Soldiers!"

when!
There was a slight sound of Jin Ge's clashing sound, and the sword light seemed to be slashing on gold and iron, and rebounded, while the monk Zhiyue rebounded with the help of force, and the shooting speed became faster.

Seeing the back of the other party going away, Kong Qing silently shook his sleeves, put away the palace lanterns, tables, seats and other pretentious things beside him, then jumped up, and a sapphire cheetah appeared out of thin air.

"Chase!"

……

On the back hill of a monastery in Siming Mountain, a monk dressed as a tutao was standing in the courtyard with a frightened face, two short swords like frost and snow hovering around his side.

"Who are you, come out!"

Toutuo looked around, as if looking for something.

"Why attack a certain house?"

There was no one around, only Toutuo's own voice echoed in the yard, but this Toutuo didn't dare to neglect at all, his face looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, and the two daggers flying around him didn't stop at all.

The next moment, when the two daggers beside him crossed and flew over his shoulder again, a dagger suddenly emerged from his back without a sound, and stabbed at him fiercely.

The incident happened suddenly, and when Toutuo found out it was already too late, he could only rush forward as best he could, and at the same time let the two daggers behind him quickly strike down.

But the short sword that suddenly appeared did not give him a chance to save him. The sword light shot from his back in a flash and penetrated his body, while Toutuo's downward strike directly cut a Empty, hits no one at all.

Swish!
A woman in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared silently beside Toutuo, and flicked her finger on the dagger protruding from Toutuo's chest, Senhan's dagger immediately made a ninety-degree turn, swirling and sweeping. Passed Toutuo's throat.

"Those who are hidden and killed deserve to die!"

Amidst the woman's deep voice, the Toutuo's body shook, and then fell headfirst to the ground.

The woman in Tsing Yi raised her head and looked at a man in white and wearing a sandalwood bead crown who appeared on the eaves next to the monastery at some point.

"Kong Konger, can I take revenge with my current sword skills?"

The man in white lowered his head, his eyes like two cold stars swept over the woman in Tsing Yi, and replied coldly.

"no!"

　The dragon set Siming Tutuo that appeared today is from "Beimeng Suoyan", but when Mengxin saw this name for the first time, it was a small book called "33 Swordsman Pictures" with pictures and text, which was still attached Behind the martial arts of a certain principal master...

　　
　
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