His body collapsed on the ground and he tried hard to hold himself up, but he felt so weak.
It seems that except for what Xu Xiaoshou said just now, taking off all the clothes and throwing them out to feed the dogs, it is difficult to find any other so-called "costs", right?
“Xu Xiaoshou!”
Mu Zixi finally couldn’t stand it anymore, “How can you bully someone? He’s just a child!”
"Bully?"
Xu Xiaoshou was amused, "Junior sister, can you wake up? Senior brother, I am standing up for you."
"Can……"
Mu Zixi hesitated for a moment.
That’s right!
I am being hunted for no reason. Isn't it just what I dream of having such a senior brother to help me out?
But……
Seeing this little monk being completely defeated step by step from his words to his heart under Xu Xiaoshou's eyes, in the end even the remaining treasures on his body were taken away.
If I hadn’t spoken out to stop him, wouldn’t this monk have even his skin left in the end?
“This one has gone too far...”
The little girl murmured.
The little monk is so miserable.
Even if she is actually a victim, she can't help but feel sympathy at this moment.
“How about forget it?”
“He’s already a young man...” Mu Zixi pointed to the young monk on the ground and said timidly.
“Yeah, yeah.” Bu Le nodded desperately.
At this time, he looked at the female benefactor whom he thought was a devil, and his eyes were kind.
“What kind of son can he be?”
Xu Xiaoshou rolled his eyes: "There are many people who have broken arms and legs. They also have two eyes and one nose, and the whole person is intact. You are good at it. You make it sound as if I have done something inhumane."
Unhappy: “……”
Mu Zixi: “……”
Everyone present was speechless.
This Xu Xiaoshou...
It is true that you did not do any actual harm.
But after all his words and deeds, didn’t you see that the young monk’s entire soul was scarred with holes?
"The magic wand of hell, the Buddha-cutting knife..."
Yu Zhiwen murmured.
Her attention was not on these small details at all, but after thinking for a while, she asked in surprise: "Are you a disciple of the Buddhist Sect of the Western Regions?"
“Uh…right.” Bu Le hesitated and turned to look.
He has noticed this beautiful big sister for a long time.
But there was no conversation between the two parties at that time, and he couldn't speak, so he didn't know the origin of this eldest sister... er, the female donor.
But it seemed that Xu Xiaoshou was unmoved after his remarks.
Look at this female donor.
Among the people present, is this the only one who recognizes his identity?
“I have a grudge against the Buddha…”
Yu Zhiwen muttered again, frowned and asked: "If the Buddha has resentment, the prison will be full, and the sky without tears in Beihuai will be hurt... Is the master you are talking about the 'Resentment Buddha' correct?"
“Yeah, yeah.” The little monk Bu Le nodded vigorously.
Very good!
There is help now!
Finally an acquaintance knows the origin of Master!
He said in surprise: "Do you know my master?"
“I know him, but it is impossible for him to know me.” Yu Zhiwen smiled and said, “I just heard the legend of ‘Resent to the Buddha’.”
“Like this…” The little monk’s eyes suddenly dimmed.
right.
Master has been gone for so many years.
This female donor is so young, how could she really know her!
I am really... whimsical.
"What riddles are you playing?" Xu Xiaoshou looked over curiously, "What are these sentences talking about?"
Yu Zhiwen smiled lightly: "Haven't you heard of it? The legend of the ten thrones in the Central Realm."
“Ten seats?”
Xu Xiaoshou was startled.
He has indeed heard of this title.
If I remember correctly, it seems that the Eighth Sword Immortal is also among them?
“So, does this have something to do with those…what the hell are you talking about?” Xu Xiaoshou raised an eyebrow.
"certainly."
Yu Zhiwen said: "Perhaps the most widely spread in the Eastern Region is the legend of the Eighth Sword Immortal."
“But the fight for the ten thrones in the Central Realm back then was really bloody.”
“As for his master...”
Yu Zhiwen pointed at the young monk and said: "The gold content of his master's ten thrones is almost the highest in history. Almost all the powerful men in the five regions of the mainland have mobilized just to compete for those ten supreme thrones."
“The poem I mentioned is just a short password given by the bards who did good deeds in those days, arranged according to their ten names.”
“Who are they?” Xu Xiaoshou immediately became interested.
Yu Zhiwen breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of fascination in his eyes, and softly chanted:
“Quilei Han, the Eight Masters, the gods and ghosts are unpredictable in the sky.”
“There is no moon, my daughter is fragrant, I will break through the world of mortals and fight against ghosts.”
“If the Buddha has resentment, his prison will be full, and if there is no tears in the North Sophora japonica, the sky will be hurt.”
“The moon is drunk and filled with hatred, half loving the common people and half being cold!”
She tilted her head and said with a smile, "Is it easy to remember?"
“This is really easy to remember...”
Xu Xiaoshou echoed unconsciously and was slightly stunned.
In just a few words, he not only heard several familiar names.
Even in this few words, one can slightly appreciate the splendor of that era when geniuses emerged in large numbers, as well as the clang of the sword and the shadow.
This bard's singing skills are too good!
“Ten seats, ten people?” he asked.
“Yes.” Yu Zhiwen nodded, “In one word, one person.”
.
Xu Xiaoshou finally fully understood the origin of this little monk.
Have you any grudge against the Buddha?
If the Buddha has any resentment, how should the hell be filled?
He looked at the little monk who had collapsed on the ground in disbelief.
This guy has such a great background?
The Eighth Sword Immortal is also one of the ten thrones.
Let’s put it another way...
Isn't this young monk equivalent to the direct disciple of the Eighth Sword Immortal?
“Nima…”
Xu Xiaoshou was going crazy.
At this moment, he suddenly had the idea of returning the "Prison Sky Magic Wand" and "Buddha-Beheading Knife".
It is easy to invite Buddha, but difficult to send him away!
Now that this handful of wool has been harvested, what will happen if people come to settle accounts in the future?
Bu Le looked at the shock in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes, and completely saw the respect this guy had for his master.
His chubby face wrinkled, and his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile.
“How about it? My master is very powerful!”
Xu Xiaoshou looked at this guy's proud look, as if he could even read what he was thinking.
——Now that you know the identity of my master, you still dare to mess with me?
He immediately felt unhappy, "Little guy, your master is so powerful, and this is how you embarrass him?"
“He violates all the three precepts of Buddhism, and he almost becomes a demon.”
“Are you embarrassed to speak?”
Xu Xiaoshou tugged at the corner of his mouth and said bitterly: "If it were me in your place, I would be so ashamed now that I would just commit suicide on the spot."
Unhappy: “……”
His smile froze.
My cheeks were red for a moment, and I was about to find a crack in the ground to get into.
“Xu Xiaoshou.”
Mu Zixi shouted again, with a little more worry in her eyes.
I didn’t know that the little monk had such a great background before, so I could just let Xu Xiao be taught a lesson.
but now……
There is nothing wrong with me.
The other party’s background is still so strong.
My senior brother, there is really no need to offend others just to stand up for yourself.
“Out of the way.”
Xu Xiaoshou knew what this girl was thinking.
He didn’t care much either.
It can be seen that the little monk's tutor is actually quite good, and he is a master who can distinguish right from wrong.
I have just spoken out some enlightenment to help him understand his own demonic obstacles and even break them.
This kind of kindness cannot be said to be unimportant.
In the final analysis, Buhuo has reached this stage because he is too young, too willful, and insists on going his own way. He has no bad intentions.
“Ten thrones…”
Xu Xiaoshou was instead attracted by the ten thrones.
He came back to his senses and asked: "You said that these ten seats are arranged according to ranking."
“Then what kind of character is the ‘Quirehan’ in the first sentence?”
“Can he be ranked in front of the Eighth Sword Immortal?”
Xu Xiaoshou was filled with disbelief in his heart.
In the Eastern Region.
Even across the entire continent, the Eighth Sword Immortal, who was rumored to be so miraculous, was only ranked second?
Then what kind of person is this number one?
“Quirehan…”
Yu Zhiwen’s eyes showed a look of respect.
“Qui Leihan, the Eight Masters, the gods and ghosts are unpredictable in the sky!”
“This senior is not just ranked before the Eighth Sword Immortal.”
“With him here, the current master of the main hall of the Holy Temple can only retreat to the third place..."
Xu Xiaoshou finally reacted.
really.
This awesome man has surpassed the two strongest fighters he knows so far!
A kendo.
A heavenly secret technique.
They are all extremely awesome people.
“So, who is he?” Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t help but asked again.
Yu Zhiwen calmed down and then said slowly: "Kui Leihan's real name is Cao Yihan, and he is an artifact builder. The reason why he ranks first among the ten statues..."
After a pause, Yu Zhiwen suddenly frowned.
“Actually, the arrangement of the ten seats should not be like this. Many people fight until the end and basically have no intention of fighting anymore.”
“It’s like the love of common people at the bottom, and the hatred of spare time at the end.”
“One is one of the three emperors of the Holy Temple today, and the other has mastered the attribute of time.”
“In a real fight, even the Eighth Sword Immortal may not be his opponent.”
“Time?” Xu Xiao was frightened.
He has heard about the properties of space.
Ye Xiaotian is.
But time...
It seems that the only one I have seen so far who can use some ability related to time rules is the Nine Musketeers among the Three Musketeers, right?
This is just a scratching the surface.
So, in this world, is there anyone who really has mastered the attribute of “time”?
Xu Xiaoshou was speechless.
This talent...
Sure enough, comparing people to each other will only make people angry!
“So?” he asked, “So, why is Quirehan the first?”
Yu Zhiwen returned to the topic and said: "The reason why Que Leihan ranked first is because he used a power that was unparalleled in the world during the competition for the ten seats at that time."
“A product that spans the ages, a power that has never appeared before!”
“What power?”
This time, not only Xu Xiaoshou was attracted.
Even Mu Zixi, the young monk, Xu Xiaoji, who was curled up in a corner in the distance, and Ajie, who liked to study, stretched their necks and listened.
“Psychic power!”
Yuzhi Wen Dingding said: "At first it was just telepathy, but after the battle, and after it was understood, Que Leihan completely transformed it into a new form of power - the power of the mind!"
“Psychic power?”
“Total spiritual thoughts?”
Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.
He felt his head buzzing, as if something was coming through.
"Could the telepathy you are talking about be..."
“What is it?” Yu Zhiwen turned his head.
"No."
Xu Xiaoshou breathed out and thought about his ten sword fingers and the "mind power" he had enlightened in Tianxuan Sect.
Could it be...the same kind?
Yu Zhiwen didn't take it seriously and continued to explain: "Thought power is a special power that combines one's own form, energy, and spirit to transform thoughts into substance."
“This kind of power can only be regarded as good.”
“Although in terms of conceptual output, it has indeed surpassed all previous ideas.”
"But in terms of actual power, when it comes to spiritual skills that can truly destroy the world, it can only be called 'not bad'."
“But ‘Zhen Shen Nian’ is different.”
Yu Zhiwen exclaimed in amazement, and then said: "On the basis of the original power of mind, Cheshen Nian has added the thoughts of the spiritual master, completely communicating with the way of heaven."
“Moreover, it can also intercept in a short time... No, it should be said that it completely controls part of the power of heaven!"
“Control...”
Yu Zhiwen said that he couldn't believe it, but he continued.
“Isn’t the power that controls the way of heaven the power of God?”
“Who can believe this?”
“No one believes it!” she asked herself.
“So, when everyone didn’t believe it at the time, Quilehan used his own thunder attribute, combined with his mind power, to communicate with the way of heaven, and then transformed into the original body of the first generation of God-punishing mind-Punishment God Punishment Tribulation!”
“Punishment on gods and tribulations…”
She shook her head, her eyes full of admiration: "The emergence of this first-generation Shen Shen Nian really overturned the previous power system, and successfully allowed Que Leihan at that time to master the power of Taixu with the ability to cut the path.
force."
“He even stole a trace of the divine power above the Holy Emperor!”
"This kind of divine power, I heard that even half-saints have to avoid the edge temporarily when encountering it!"
“His!”
The whole audience suddenly gasped.
Even the little monk Bu Le was shocked at this moment.
His master is indeed the ten-seat Buddha with a grudge.
But he left early, and he rarely revealed the legends about his peak period.
So much so that he is not happy about such secrets and is basically completely ignorant of them.
In the past, I only knew that Master was very powerful, but I didn’t know how powerful Master was.
But now, he understands.
To be ranked among the top ten in the Dao-killing realm with a person who can threaten the semi-saints, Master, you are so awesome... uh, you are so powerful!
Xu Xiaoshou’s thinking is completely different from that of Bu Le.
What shocked him was the "power of thought".
According to what Yu Zhiwen said, the power he had previously comprehended in Tianxuan Sect was indeed the initial form of "Penetrating Spiritual Mind".
but!
Isn’t this what you learned from the “Ten Sections of Sword Fingers”?
Didn’t the Eighth Sword Immortal realize this himself?
How did he get involved with Quirehan?
some of……
"The telepathy you are talking about, ah, no, the power of penetrating the gods, punishing gods and calamities? It was really understood by Que Leihan himself, and he did not plagiarize other people's achievements?" Xu Xiaoshou was surprised and suspicious.
“Plagiarism?”
Yu Zhiwen was immediately amused.
“As the founder of the first generation of Cheshenian, how can we use the word ‘plagiarism’ to describe him?”
“Who could he plagiarize from?”
“Who can provide him with ‘plagiarized’ ideas?”
“In other words, all the second-generation spiritual thoughts that appear in the world today have truly plagiarized the ideological crystallization of Que Leihan.”
“It’s just that, in terms of strength, there are very few people who can reach the level of the first generation of pure mind.”
As she spoke, her eyes suddenly focused on Bu Le, and she said with a smile: "Little monk, if I read it correctly, the golden Buddha light that bloomed on your body just now should be the 'Three Spiritual Thoughts', right?"
“Uh…” Bu Le’s face turned red.
Plagiarism……
He could not accept the word.
Yu Zhiwen turned to look at Xu Xiaoshou: "The 'wish power' of the Buddhist sect is the second generation of the mind of the gods. It is developed by the resentful Buddha based on the first generation of the mind of the gods, 'punishment of gods and punishments', combined with his own Buddhism."
from."
"Belonging to the very few existences in this world that can compete with the first generation of pure thoughts."
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly realized.
No wonder.
No wonder the virtual image behind the little monk appeared just now, and the Buddha's light burst out all over his body.
I couldn't even stabilize myself even by using the Grandmaster's "Counter Shock" function, and was suddenly thrown away.
“Is the second generation of Tetsushinian?”
He murmured and suddenly asked: "Besides the 'wish power' of the Buddhist sect in the Western Regions that you mentioned, among the second-generation Cheshen Nian, what else is more famous?"
Yu Zhiwen smiled and said, "You are a sword cultivator. You should ask yourself this question."
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.
He reacted immediately and exclaimed.
“Sword Thought?”
"right!"
Yu Zhiwen smiled and nodded.
“According to legend, the Eighth Sword Immortal and Que Leihan were close friends.”
“This sword thought was developed by him based on Que Leihan’s ‘God Punishment Tribulation’ and after the two of them discussed it together. It belongs to the most pinnacle existence of the second generation of God’s Thought.”
“Qui Leihan used the method of a spiritual refiner to penetrate into the spiritual mind.”
“The Eighth Sword Immortal is different. He is both a spiritual refiner and an ancient sword cultivator.”
“With the thought of trying to surpass his predecessors, he did not use the so-called spiritual refiner to enter the Tao, but purely used the most direct condensation of mind power.”
“Then, Shengsheng used the ancient sword cultivation method to completely understand the system of ‘Sword Mind’.”
“Different from other pure thoughts.”
“If we want to talk about the pure form of ‘Through God Thought’, even Que Leihan himself calls ‘Sword Thought’ number one.”
“Furthermore, unlike other spiritual masters’ second-generation swordsmanship, this ‘sword mind’ that belongs exclusively to the way of swordsmanship is second only to the first position.”
Yu Zhiwen raised a finger and said, "This is the only one!"
"I see……"
Xu Xiaoshou finally understood what he had just understood.
The emotion goes around and around, this is how my mind power comes from.
He suddenly remembered something again.
Jian Nian, since this is the only family.
Doesn’t that mean that its cultivation method is unique to this family?
His pupils suddenly shrank, and Xu Xiaoshou felt that he had discovered a blind spot.
“Sword Thought, how to practice it?”
As soon as this funny question came up, not only the young monk, but also Mu Zixi was confused.
"Xu Xiaoshou, are you stupid? You ask others how to practice sword reading, but you yourself..."
"Well?"
She was stunned as soon as she spoke.
yes!
Xu Xiaoshou, how come you have sword reading?
Yu Zhiwen glanced at Xu Xiaoshou strangely.
She was still immersed in the glory and magnificence of the past era and couldn't extricate herself. She didn't think of this for a moment, so she just said softly:
“Sword reading, there is indeed a way of cultivation that has been passed down, but it’s a pity that I don’t know how to do it.”
“It is said that after the Eighth Sword Immortal understood the meaning of swordsmanship, he combined all the essence of ancient swordsmanship and wrote a book called "Guan Sword Canon"."
"If you want to practice this sword reading, you can only find the lost "Sword Observation Code"."
“You ask about this... hmm?”
She suddenly stopped talking.
Xu Xiaoshou...can also read the sword!
Fish know the temperature:???
“Your sword thought...”
Ceng Ceng Ceng.
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked and stepped back one after another.
He could hear nothing.
When the words "Guanjian Canon" appeared, his mind buzzed again and he completely understood everything.
“Sloppy uncle!”
“That sloppy uncle, it was he who gave me the "Guan Sword Manual"..."
"so!"
Xu Xiaoshou stared in disbelief.
So you have actually met the Eighth Sword Immortal?
That person is the Eighth Sword Immortal?!
“No, no, no!”
Xu Xiaoshou overturned his reasoning in an instant.
If the Eighth Sword Immortal is that uncle.
Where should we place the masked man who was the “Holy Slave” that we originally speculated about?
It’s impossible, these two guys really fulfilled the most impossible reasoning in their hearts...
“They are the same person?”
“The Holy Slave was created by the Eighth Sword Immortal?”
"Oh My God……"
Xu Xiaoshou felt like his brain was turning into mush!
“Xu Xiaoshou?”
“Xu Xiaoshou!”
“Being called, passive value, +1.”
“Being called, passive value, +1.”
…”
The sound in his ears became louder and louder. Xu Xiaoshou came to his senses and looked at Yu Zhiwen and Mu Zixi looking at him with worried expressions.
“I’m fine.”
He waved his hand quickly.
"I know you're fine." Yu Zhiwen was worried about that. "What did you think of..."
"No."
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head and couldn't even say a word for a while.
“The Eighth Sword Immortal?”
“No.” Xu Xiaoshou denied.
"Um……"
Yu Zhiwen Xing narrowed his eyes and was frightened by his own speculation, but he immediately overturned it.
“It’s impossible to be the Eighth Sword Immortal.”
“The "Guanjian Canon" has long been lost, but there are still some methods of practicing sword reading. Although it is incomplete, there are still two places where it can be found."
“Perhaps, what you have obtained is an incomplete method of practicing sword reading from those two places.”
Lost…
Xu Xiaoshou has nothing to lose in his heart.
At that time, the sloppy uncle killed the red dog with two fingers, and an ancient book was smacked in front of him.
What is missing here?
This is the original version of "Guanjian Canon"!
"Where?"
He did not show it, but asked along with the words.
“See the Moon Immortal City and the Sword Tomb.” Yu Zhiwen said.
"Um?"
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly came back to his senses.
Sword burial mound?
He remembered that the Three Musketeers seemed to come from here, right?
right.
They can also read the sword...
“Tell me about it?” Xu Xiaoshou raised his head and ended his thinking.
“Shenyue Immortal City was actually established in the past few decades, but it has become very popular and is threatening to take over the title of the number one sword cultivator force in the Eastern Region.”
“Because its founder, I heard, is the registered disciple of the Eighth Sword Immortal.”
“If the "Guan Sword Code" is lost, the most likely place it will appear is Shenyue Immortal City."
“As for the sword burial mound…”
“The Sword Burial Tomb is a place that has been handed down from ancient times to the present. It was originally a mountain named ‘Dongshan’.”
“But because the fate of all the swords in the world gathered together and fell down, it was also called the ‘Sword Tomb’.”
“Speaking of the Sword Tomb...”
Yu Zhiwen said, paused, and a smile appeared on his face.
“There is a very interesting legend about the Sword Tomb.”
“What legend?” Xu Xiaoshou looked at it.
“Actually, it’s not a legend, it’s a fact.”
The smile on Yu Zhiwen’s face became even wider.
“Each generation of leaders in the Sword Tomb is called a ‘sword-bearer’, and this generation of sword-bearer Wen Ting is a friend who he made friends with before the Eighth Sword Immortal became famous and traveled around the world together.”
“He is very strong.”
“But to what extent it is strong, no one knows.”
“Because no matter how strong he is, no one can match him under the light of the Eighth Sword Immortal as long as he is a swordsman.”
“But his light has finally been seen by the world..."
“It was exactly after the fall of the Eighth Sword Immortal!”
Yu Zhiwen failed.
“Why?”
There is no doubt that the interest of several people present was aroused.
"because……"
Yu Zhiwen covered his mouth, with an unstoppable smile on his face.
She seemed to be imitating the tone of the storytellers at that time, with a hint of mischief and teasing in her tone.
"Because it was the death of the Eighth Sword Immortal that the world discovered..."
“Ah! It turns out that the one who killed the five realms together with the Eighth Sword Immortal was not only the sword holder of Yue Lian, the most famous sword in the world, but also one of the Seven Sword Immortals?”
…
PS: According to legend, there are so many monthly passes...