Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 31 The City Without Tears, the Old Capital of Jiang Country!
"Ok?"

Without knowing Qiu Yiye's reminder, Bodhidharma has already noticed the strangeness behind him.

Turn your head to look.

But seeing the wide-sleeved flowing fairy dress on Solanum nigrum, which was originally sky blue, suddenly turned crimson red at this moment.

And her hair was as bright as flames.

The collar is low and the hills are high and the valleys are deep.

There was a charming smile on the corners of her thin lips, and her whole body was filled with a fierce and flamboyant temperament.

Compared with Lan Kui just now, it's like a completely different person.

"Red sunflower?"

Bodhidharma frowned slightly, and then suddenly remembered.

The prisoner's magic sword, the dark sky, Solanum nigrum split a fighting personality in the millennium of loneliness to protect itself.

This fighting personality is the red sunflower in front of him.

As long as nightshade is afraid, red sunflower will appear.

Regarding the existence of red sunflower, even nightshade itself does not know.

"Smelly Taoist priest, how dare you bully my nightshade girl!"

As soon as Hongkuifu appeared, she stared coldly at Zhiqiu Yiye with crossed eyebrows.

In the beautiful eyes, murderous intent suddenly became stronger.

A mysterious red light flashed out, and the nine-turn Shura bow was already in his hand.

Without waiting for the other party to explain, Hong Kui has already drawn the string and bow.

"Zheng!"

Accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air.

Thousands of years of ghost power condensed into arrows.

A little bit of red light, with the momentum of thunder, wiped Zhiqiu Yiye and shot away.

"The female ghost in red is really fierce!"

Zhiqiu Yiye shouted.

You know, Solanum nigrum is trapped in the magic sword and has cultivated ghost power for thousands of years.

It is by no means comparable to a post-Kunlun bachelor like Zhiqiu Yiye!

Seeing the spurting red light and the ghostly aura, Zhiqiu Yiye couldn't help shivering, knowing that there was no way to avoid it, he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

Suddenly, a figure flashed.

Bodhidharma's sleeves flew out, blocking Zhiqiu Yiye's body.

In an understatement, he grasped the red flying arrow.

Use a little force.

"Crack!"

The arrow light shattered instantly.

Seeing this, Hongkui raised her eyebrows: "Little monk, what do you mean?"

"Believe it or not, I will suppress and seal you right now, so that you will never stand up again!"

Dharma's face darkened slightly.

Seeing that Bodhidharma seemed to be really angry, Hongkui was really a little apprehensive.

Immediately restrained the cold and murderous intent in his eyes.

"Hee, you are not willing to part with it!"

Making a face at Bodhidharma, Hong Kui stuck out her tongue and smiled.

Unlimited charm, all kinds of styles.

Bodhidharma was expressionless: "Want to try?"

While speaking, the Buddha's light loomed, the magic power surged, and a demon-suppressing imprint formed on his hand.

Once the shot is made, Hongkui will be completely wiped out!

"you……"

Hong Kui's face suddenly changed.

"cut!"

Qiong's nose shrugged slightly, and she snorted arrogantly.

Immediately changed back to blue sunflower.

Solanum nigrum didn't know anything about what happened just now.

"Holy Monk, your face... is so scary!"

Solanum nigrum was a little scared and said softly.

Dharma smiled slightly: "Really?"

He comforted Solanum nigrum for a few words, and then explained to Su Tianxin and Zhiqiu Yiye.

The two felt a little relieved.

I heard that Nightshade has been waiting for thousands of years, just to see Longyang again.

Such affection moved Su Tian's heart.

"Although it is not love, it is also moving...I want to write down this story!"

Su Tianxin hurriedly took out the pen and paper that she carried with her, dancing around.

The reason why she left the City of No Tears was to collect true love stories from all over the world.

Because, only these true love stories can relieve the pain in the heart of Gan Jiang Mohun.

"Friend Zhiqiu, I have purified the magic sword, you don't need to go to Lanta Temple anymore!"

Bodhidharma raised his hand casually and said.

What's more, Zen Master Kongxiang sat for a long time, and it was just a waste of time to go.

"really?"

Zhiqiu Yiye hastily took the magic sword.

Although there is no talisman seal, there is no trace of magic power.

"Thank you holy monk!"

Zhiqiu Yiye was overjoyed.

Purifying the magic sword is Ziyin's lifelong wish.

However, after hundreds of years of research, a method of thorough purification has not yet been found.

Unexpectedly, this century-old problem was now easily solved by Bodhidharma!
With such cultivation, such mana, and still so young, Zhiqiu Yiye was ashamed.

"Ashamed, ashamed!"

Immediately, he changed his mind and thought about it again.

This should also have some credit for him.

"If it wasn't for me not being afraid of hardships and dangers and traveling thousands of miles, plus my own luck, how could I just meet Bodhidharma..."

"There is a saying in Buddhism that every drink and peck has a cause and effect. If there is no cause for me, how can this effect come from?"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt it made sense, and Zhiqiu Yiye couldn't help but feel complacent.

This time he fulfilled his mission, and after returning to Tianyong City, Master will definitely reward him with great rewards!
Think about this.

Zhiqiu Yiye was even more joyful.

Just trying to put away the magic sword.

At this moment, Su Tianxin suddenly said: "Wait a minute!"

"What's the matter, old man Su?"

Zhiqiu Yiye said in a daze.

At this time, Su Tianxin seemed to have thought of something important, and could no longer care about the address.

"Show me the sword!"

The expression on his face was rather solemn.

Although Zhiqiu Yiye felt baffled, he obediently followed suit.

Reaching out to take the magic sword, Su Tianxin turned over and over and looked at it carefully for a long time.

"Sure enough!"

After a while, Su Tianxin returned the sword to Zhiqiu Yiye.

"Senior Su, what's going on?"

Zhiqiu Yiye was full of doubts and curiosity.

It was as if there were hundreds of kittens scratching his heart together.

Not only Zhiqiu Yiye.

Bodhidharma also looked at Su Tianxin strangely.

"I have always felt that the aura of this magic sword is familiar, almost exactly the same as the general sword!"

It was precisely because of this that Su Tianxin thought that Ganjiang Sword was not far away.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be this magic sword.

"So what?"

Zhiqiu Yiye is still confused.

"I'm sure that although these two swords are of different ages, they definitely come from the same sword-forging furnace!"

Even, except for the material, the casting method of the magic sword is no different from that of Mo Xie.

"The two swords come from the same sword-forging furnace, what's so strange about that?"

Zhiqiu Yiye was puzzled.

After all, he didn't quite understand the ins and outs of this matter.

On the other hand, Bodhidharma understands it almost instantly.

If what Su Tianxin said is true, then Old Man Tianjian, the first lord of City of No Tears, may have something to do with the swordsmiths that Longyang summoned when he forged the magic sword.

In addition, the Ganjiang Sword was cast in the City Without Tears.

And the place where the magic sword was cast was in the old capital of Jiang Country.

If these two swords really come from the same sword-forging furnace...

Bodhidharma guessed: "Could it be that the City Without Tears is the old capital of Jiang Kingdom?"

This statement came out.

Not only did Su Tianxin take a breath of air-conditioning, but even Solanum nigrum couldn't help but be taken aback.

However, Su Tianxin is not too clear about the past history of the city without tears.

"How about this, let's go to the City of No Tears together!"

Although he was confused, it didn't hinder Zhiqiu Yiye's interest.

Master Ziyin was originally a master swordsmith, and as his disciple, Zhiqiu Yiye has been familiar with it, so he naturally knows it well.

Now that I heard that there might be an ancient sword-forging furnace in the city without tears, I am eager to try it and can't wait.

"If you can bring this sword casting furnace back to Tianyong City and honor your master, your master will definitely like it..."

Zhiqiu Yiye thought to himself and rubbed his palms excitedly.

And Solanum nigrum also wanted to find out whether the city of no tears was her former capital of Jiang country.

"no!"

Who knows, Su Tianxin shook his head.

"Why?"

Zhiqiu Yiye and Solanum nigrum spoke in unison.

"Because I don't know where the City of No Tears is now!"

"How could this happen?" Zhi Qiu Yiye said with a smile, "The City of Dare to Feel Without Tears can still run away!"

Su Tianxin glanced at him lightly: "It is indeed possible!"

(End of this chapter)