The Heavens Begin with Zhuxian

Chapter 227 Inside the Washan Temple
"You really need to think about your sister." When Ye Su spoke, his tone seemed to be mocking, but he also had affirmation.

Tang understood why Ye Su would mock him, because besides being afraid of Yong Ye, he was also afraid of the Academy, especially the Academy Twelve who was slashing towards the sky that day, but he didn't understand the affirmation in Ye Su's tone.

So I asked, "Why?"

Ye Su pointed to Qi Nian who walked into the hall, and said, "He was guarding outside, but you saw him walk into the hall, which shows that he is very afraid of accidents, and accidents must be caused by the academy."

Tang Shiran, his doubts disappeared. After all, the academy is a place where lunatics come out. Back then, Ke Haoran dared to point his sword at the sky, and Academy Twelve by the Daming Lake also slashed at the sky with his sword. Looking at the Buddha's light that had not dissipated in the hall, he was afraid The Academy Fourteen named Ning Que is also a lunatic, so it seems understandable to risk the world to save the son of Pluto.

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In the Jiange of the Southern Jin Dynasty, a middle-aged scholar appeared in the middle of the empty sword pond at some point. He was wearing a washed-up white and shabby cotton-padded jacket, with a book and a dilapidated wooden gourd hanging on his waist.

In a pavilion of the Sword Tower, Liu Bai pushed aside the thin curtain hanging in front of his eyes, and looked at the middle-aged scholar.

"I didn't expect it to be Mr. Big."

Li slowly smiled elegantly, and said: "Little Twelve said that I am very kind, and it is not good for me to go to Lanke Temple and face those hypocritical monks, and Master Liu is very straightforward and will not lie, so in general Said, I come here is the most suitable."

It seems that because Li slowly mentioned Twelve, a smile flashed across Liu Bai's stern face, and he said, "Twelve wants me to accept his favor, and he is playing a rascal."

Li slowly said: "He has always been a rascal."

A sword light fell down like a feather, and Liu Bai walked in front of Li Slowly.

"Now I want to ask a question."

"Excuse me."

"The son of Pluto is not the fourteenth academy, why does the academy want to make a move?"

"Half a year ago, the teacher asked me, Jun Mo and Xiao Shier a question, asking us how to treat the son of Pluto and Yong Ye. In fact, it is also for us to choose what we should do."

Liu Bai said: "Then it must have been very difficult for you to make the choice you have made today."

Li slowly pointed to the wooden ladle with many cracks in his hand and said: "I started to make this choice very early, so it cracked very early. And after the master asked us that night, Jun Mo's crown It was replaced with a new one, and Xiao Twelve went to Houya to stay for three months."

Liu Bai sighed, and said, "It's just that I'm the guest of Xiling after all, and I'm not just me. Therefore, if Mr. Da wants to stop me, he still has to do something."

Li Slowly smiled elegantly, stretched out his right arm and said, "Please, Pavilion Master Liu."

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In the main hall of Lanke Temple, when the monk walked in, everyone became silent and all eyes were on him.

Ning Que also looked at that person. If he was sure to get out of trouble with the help of the Yuan Thirteen Arrow and the big black umbrella before, he is not even half sure now, because that person is Qi Nian, a contemporary walker of the Buddhist sect.

A ruthless person who forcibly swallowed his own tongue into his belly in order to practice closed-mouth meditation. A person who has such a will to practice, as long as he is given time, he will definitely reach the height of Liu Bai and the twelve senior brothers.

It also seems that because of his walk in, the chanting voices of the red-clothed monks sitting cross-legged inside and outside the main hall were many times louder than before. Heavy cloud cover is normal.

Qi Nian didn't say much, and looked at the master and servant in the field with a calm expression. He didn't think that the master and servant would survive before the academy came, or that even if the academy came, they might not necessarily make a move.

As for how he will bear the wrath of the academy in the future, in his opinion, it doesn't matter. After all, he offended the academy for the sake of the common people in the world. After all, killing the son of Pluto and bearing the wrath of the academy himself is very important to Buddhism and even the world. , is an absolutely cost-effective thing.

The arrow whistled through the air, and the Yuan Thirteen Arrow, shining with silver light, appeared in front of Qi Nian almost at the same time as the arrow whistle sounded.

Ning Que is not a hesitant person, nor is he a person who likes to be appointed. When he was five years old, he carried Sangsang across the wild beasts on his back. Now he is a great practitioner in the realm of fate. How could he be appointed when he was stronger by tens of thousands of times?

Another point is that he always firmly believes that the academy will come, even if he guesses through the conversation with Master Qishan that the master already knows that Sangsang is the son of Pluto, he still firmly believes.

A cloud of Buddha appeared in Qi Nian's hand, and that hand, which was several times softer than a woman's, popped out from the wide cuff, and the index finger and middle finger were differentiated, as if picking up a green leaf that fell from the sky.

The Yuan Thirteen Arrow that pierced through Longqing and made Xiahou dare not fight head-on was caught by Qi Nian.

However, the arrow was forged by gathering the strength of several masters of the academy after all, it is impossible for Qi Nian to catch it lightly without paying a price.

The sharpness between the arrows pierced his sleeve, and the huge force on the shaft knocked him back a few steps, and two drops of bright red blood with golden color slipped from his fingertips.

The arrow came too fast, and Qi Nian took the arrow too fast, so fast that everyone almost remained in the shock of Qi Nian's appearance before.

The blood fell to the ground, and it was very clear in the dead silence. Master Baoshu woke up from the shock of Yuan Thirteen Arrows, and without the slightest hesitation, he shook the Yulan bell in his hand. The twelve hanging bronze bells rang at the same time.

The Buddha cloud above the main hall suddenly changed, as eager as summer rain, and the vast Buddha light fell on Sangsang in an instant.

The black smoke of the big black umbrella was swallowed up, and the umbrella surface was sunken because it could not withstand the rain-like Buddha light. Even, the greasy and dark umbrella surface seemed to be thinned because of the Buddha light.

Sang Sang fell from Ning Que's back, with black blood still gushing from her mouth, and her pale hands were still tightly grasping the handle of the big black umbrella.

She always remembered what the young master once said to herself, it was not easy for us, it was not easy, we worked hard to survive, since we survived so hard, we cannot die easily.

Yes, how can we die so easily?
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At the same time, the moment Sangsang jumped off his back, Ning Que pulled out the simple knife and rushed towards Qi Nian, silently chanting the formula for killing ghosts and gods.

Normally, he would choose the treasure tree that poses the least threat to him but poses the greatest threat to Sangsang in the arena. Then he rushed towards Qi Nian resolutely.

Haoran Qi circulated rapidly in his body, and an invisible but absolutely capable edge that could tear mountains and rivers appeared on the long and narrow blade.

(End of this chapter)