Nightwatcher

Chapter 843

Duer Luohan turned his head calmly and looked at the young monk behind him.

"Who did you lose to?"

The young monk with red lips and white teeth asked repeatedly.

Duer Luohan's expression remained unchanged, and he clasped his hands together:

"Kou Yangzhou."

He didn't try to "argument", nor did he explain too much, because there was no need.

Although Wu Fu is vulgar, but at the same level, there is no system that can crush or defeat Wu Fu. It is normal that a second-rank Arhat cannot beat a second-rank Wu Fu.

Guangxian Bodhisattva nodded slightly.

"How about the other two bodhisattvas?"

Du'er looked at the monks in the distance, but did not see Liuli and Jialuo tree.

"Going out to do errands." Guangxian said lightly.

Duer nodded, hesitated a little, and asked:

"Where is the Buddha?"

Guangxian pondered for a second, then suddenly smiled and said:

"He is under our feet."

In the darkness, the boy's smile was inexplicably weird and serious.

Duer Luohan clearly felt the chill in his heart, and he quickly chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice to suppress the emotions in his heart.

Then I heard Guangxian say:

"The Buddha has an order prohibiting the promotion of Mahayana Buddhism. From today onwards, you are not allowed to preach scriptures everywhere."

No matter who wins or loses in this battle, once the situation stabilizes, he will settle the matter sooner or later and completely extinguish the flame of Mahayana Buddhism. Wei Yuan's words resurfaced in the mind of Du Er Luohan again.

He looked deeply at Guangxian Bodhisattva, then turned his head and glanced at the Buddhist monks, withdrew his gaze, and said in a low voice:

"Understood!"

Guangxian went on to say:

"I have discussed with Liuli Bodhisattva and Gala Tree Bodhisattva. After autumn, we will hold a Buddhist conference and call all believers in the Western Regions to come to Alando for pilgrimage!"

After finishing speaking, before Er Luohan could respond, it turned into golden light and dissipated.

Du Er Luohan stood silently, and after a while, sat down cross-legged on the same spot, and chanted sutras together with the monks in the distance.

In the night, his ravine face was neither happy nor sad.

If you observe carefully, you will find that Dueruohan is facing away from Alando and facing east.

The capital, Lingbao Temple.

Luo Yuheng, who had just finished his dual cultivation, was sitting lazily by the small pool, his white and exquisite feet soaked in the water, splashing gently.

The feather coat was loosely draped over the body, and the neckline was slightly open, revealing a touch of greasy whiteness and ravines.

On the water surface two feet away, Xu Qi'an closed his eyes and stood still, while the water surface under his feet rippled in circles.

Suddenly, the ripples changed the direction of the ripples irregularly, from outward to inward, and the ripples spreading from the bottom of the feet became converging towards the bottom of the feet.

After this process lasted for more than ten seconds, the ripples subsided in an instant, and the water surface seemed to be suddenly frozen, without any waves.

Luo Yuheng half-closed her beautiful eyes, her tone was lazily like a lady just waking up, without the aura of a cold fairy, her red lips moved slightly, and said:

"It's really not easy to manipulate the Qi machine to this level, and it has a lot of bonuses to combat power."

Xu Qi'an opened his eyes, half happy and half sighing:

"This belongs to the category of skills. When the gap is not large, skills can determine the outcome."

But if the gap in hard power is too large, skills are meaningless.

One force will drop ten meetings.

These days of painstaking practice were not in vain, his use of qi mechanism reached a peak level, the metaphor of the image is like a martial artist with five grades of energy, except that energy is the perfect control of the physical body.

He is in perfect control of Qi, even if the Qi is released, he can control it as he pleases.

"National teacher, how does the land god advance to the Dzogchen realm?" Xu Qi'an asked.

Luo Yuheng pondered for a moment, his voice magnetic, and said:

"The improvement in two aspects is that the manipulation of 'earth, wind, water and fire' becomes more and more handy, and the power of the mobilized elements becomes stronger; Renzong's three swordsmanship of 'qi, heart, and control' are strengthened.

"Tianzun should be in the middle stage of the land immortal, and he doesn't have any more means than me, but he is better than me. It is because he can mobilize stronger elemental power than me."

Xu Qi'an nodded:

"It seems that the Wufu system is indeed very special."

Wufu's first-rank and first-rank peak are completely two realms.

A rank-one martial artist and a half-step martial god are of different grades. After seeing the perfect body of Shenshu, Xu Qi'an had this understanding.

Luo Yuheng gently stretched his waist, stretching his exquisite curves to the extreme, in the afternoon sun, with drowsy laziness:

"Since you came back from the Western Regions, you have been a little depressed. How powerful is Chaopin?"

Xu Qi'an was silent for a moment, then whispered:

"Unpredictably powerful.

"When facing the Buddha, all my methods are meaningless. My deepest feeling is that only extreme violence can overwhelm Chaopin."

Luo Yuheng frowned:

"Extreme violence, half-step Valkyrie kind?"

"No!" Xu Qi'an shook his head:

"Half-step Martial God is at most qualified to compete with super-grade. I still can't estimate where the limit of super-grade is."

Being qualified to fight does not mean being qualified to be a sworn enemy.

At this time, Luo Yuheng frowned, and tightened the loose feather coat to cover his half-exposed shoulders and the snow on his chest.

Remove the enchantment arranged outside the courtyard casually.

A young Taoist priest came quickly, stopped outside the arched courtyard gate, and said:

"Xu Yinluo, something happened to Si Tianjian!"

In the deep sea, the light is dim, the collision of undercurrents and the sound of surging are the only main themes.

"I've been restless for the past few days, and something seems to have happened in the mainland of Kyushu."

The huge monster 'floats' on the seabed, like a quiet and swift submarine.

One of the six long horns on the top of the monster's head glowed slightly, and a calm and calm voice came out:

"If there is no accident, the half-step martial god reappeared in the world, and the Buddha should be fully awakened."

Huang said calmly:

"Half-step Martial God. Didn't it mean that there has never been a Martial God in the Wufu system?"

He was quite confused about the existence of the half-step martial god. Although Xu Pingfeng and other channels had made up for the history, Huang had never dealt with the monster race in Southern Border, so he didn't know much about Shenshu.

Jian Zheng smiled and said:

"Half-step Valkyrie is an attempt by the Buddha, an attempt to break the seal, and an attempt to promote the Valkyrie."

In the rushing tide, the huge monster drifted for a long time, Huang slowly transmitted the voice:

"It sounds like there's a lot of inside information here."

The supervisor will answer all your questions:

"The Confucian sage actually tried to kill the Buddha back then, destroying his eight great dharma images, leaving only one Tathagata, but found that he could not be destroyed, so he sealed him. In order to break free from the seal, the Buddha used the body of King Shura to create a Half step warrior.

"He originally wanted to try to take the martial arts route and give himself a backup plan, but he failed. This is actually inevitable."

"The Master of Destiny can see through the future, but cannot see the past. Why do you know this?" Huang said in surprise.

"The carving knife told me." Jian Zheng said with a smile in his voice.

"It's just that the guy can't speak and can't take the initiative to communicate with others."

"Sealed?" Huang said straight away.

The long horn that sealed Jian Zheng emitted a faint white light, and Jian Zheng's voice came out with the rise and fall of the white light:

"After the carving knife was born with spiritual wisdom, it condensed talent and righteousness with the Confucian sages engraving books. But gradually, after its thinking became more mature, it had its own ideas. It began to try to teach Confucian sages to write books, to teach He chose words and sentences, but the Confucian sage found them annoying, so he sealed them."

Huang was silent for a moment, then commented:

"Very ambitious!"

Listening to Jianzheng's narration, Huang could imagine that scene, the Confucian sage was holding a carving knife to write, but the carving knife had its own ideas and said: No, no, there is something wrong with this passage, let me teach you .

"So you broke the seal for it?"

"No, I can't break the seal of Confucian Sage. I can only use secret methods to bypass the seal and talk to it." Jian Zhengdao.

"Well, weapon refining is a warlock's unique skill." Huang brought the topic back on track and said:

"Why do you say that Buddha's failure is inevitable? You seem to have said that in ancient times there were no conditions for the promotion of a warrior god, but now there are."

Jian Zheng chuckled and said:

"You seem to attach great importance to Martial God, um, because of Buddha's own reasons, if replaced by the other two, Shenshu would not have entanglements with the Lord of the Thousand Monsters because of strong emotions, nor would he break with Buddhism because of love.

"It's not a good thing to have the seven emotions and six desires overpowering."

Huang snorted, Jianzheng's answer was clueless, and he didn't directly answer its "God of War" message.

"Half-step Martial God is at most comparable to my current level. Compared to Super Grade, it's still far behind." There was disdain for Shenshu in his nonsense words.

"How strong were you at your peak?" Jian Zheng asked.

Huang said:

"The power of Super Grade is beyond your comprehension, whether it is a witch god, a Buddha, or a Gu god, once they are ready to devour Dafeng, no one in the Central Plains can compete with them. That's why I chose to back down at the time and didn't want to entangle with Xu Qi'an s reason.

"There is not much time left for me. It is not the time for me to wake up yet. There is no point in competing with a first-grade martial artist."

When he mentioned the Witch God and Buddha, his tone was solemn, without any contempt.

"I told you that when the 'Dragon' and the 'Claw' had a decisive battle in the deep sea, the ocean boiled, and the tsunami created flooded the mainland of Kyushu for three thousand miles, and the subsequent melee battle between gods and demons tore Kyushu apart.

"These are not things that a first-rank cultivator can do."

How terrifying the Super Grade is, in one word - destroying the heaven and earth!

"So, where are you taking me?" the supervisor asked.

"Aren't you a Destiny Master, you still need to ask me?" Huang sneered.

"Isn't this sealed by you?" The supervisor sighed:

"Without the old man, the Si Tianjian group has no leader. I hope there will be no troubles. Anyway, it is the hard work of the old man all his life."

Huang sneered and said:

"Si Tianjian must have changed his supervisor a long time ago, you'd better accept your fate."

The supervisor let out a disdainful snort:

"Although my disciples are not up to date, the basic principle of respecting the teacher is not bad. Change the prison? The old man is not dead yet, who dares!"

Huang said calmly:

"Since you are the gatekeeper, you should know the details of the witch god."

Si Tianjian.

Looking around the wide gossip platform, there are all white-clothed warlocks.

The white-clothed warlocks were clearly divided into five camps, and their leaders were the second senior brother Sun Xuanji, the third senior brother Yang Qianhuan, the fourth senior brother Song Qing, the fifth senior sister Zhong Li, and the junior junior sister Chu Caiwei.

It is worth mentioning that there are only six white-clothed warlocks behind Chu Caiwei, the youngest is six years old, and the oldest is twelve years old, with immature faces.

Everyone has a deerskin purse with storage on their waist, which contains the love from Senior Sister Chu Caiwei - pastries and snacks.

These people are Chu Caiwei's new disciples, to be precise, they are apprentices on behalf of their masters. They are the first batch of backbones of the eating party and Chu Caiwei's first batch of horsemen.

Sun Xuanji, who had ordinary facial features, ordinary temperament, and average height, took a look at Protector Yuan.

Yuan Hufa stepped out, looked around the warlocks majesticly, and said in a deep voice:

"Teacher Jianzheng is not here, we should take care of Si Tianjian for him, stop messing around and go back."

Song Qing heard the words and said lightly:

"You don't want to compete for the position of supervisor, you can give up voluntarily, just take your people and leave."

Yuan Hufa turned his head to look at Sun Xuanji, his tone changed, and his fighting spirit was high:

"Since ancient times, the elders have not been established, the sons have been established but not the concubines, and the position of supervisor is none other than me."

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