Of course it's not a good thing to be mixed up with Mrs. Mao...
Zhou Qingyun was so confused that he almost wanted to commit suicide, but when he thought about his master's teachings when he left the school, he said that he had heavy responsibilities, and with the blessing of luck, he could often find a way out of desperate situations, so he still felt in his heart
There is a glimmer of hope.
"Who is this……"
Fa Yuan has a wide circle of friends and has never seen anyone like Xu Lang.
The positions of Fa Yuan and Wan Miao Fairy Xu Feiniang in The Legend of Shushan Swordsman are similar to Shen Gongbao in The Legend of the Gods. Through the two of them, they constantly gather left-wing side sects together, and then let Emei harvest them, and fuck
What is surprising is that all this has been predicted by Master Changmei long ago, and Master Changmei even left his last words, asking decent people to manipulate these two people, and finally let these two people suffer the disaster.
"Xu Lang, a loose person in the world."
Xu Lang looked at Fa Yuan and said: "Mrs. Mao and I met on the same road. Mrs. Mao invited me to play at Ciyun Temple. I don't want him to be happy before he meets with an accident. But before he dies, Mrs. Mao wants to be with this woman."
Happy, as Mrs. Mao’s brother, I will inherit his legacy.”
Monk Zhitong and Yu De were nearby and told the story of the meeting between Mrs. Mao and Xu Lang. They said that Xu Lang could communicate between life and death and talk to the dead. It was also talking to the dead that they learned that it was Zhou Chun who killed Mrs. Mao's apprentice.
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"Are you really able to communicate with the dead?"
Fa Yuan didn't believe it.
"Zhuangzi can talk to skeletons, what's wrong with me talking to dead people?"
Xu Lang smiled and said, holding the Seal of Silent Nirvana in his hand. The body of Mrs. Mao who was on the ground suddenly opened his eyes and looked around. When he looked at Fa Yuan, he burst into tears and said that he died miserably.
"Mrs. Mao, is it really you?"
Fayuan frowned and looked at Mrs. Mao's dead body. He hesitated and asked, "What is the fifty-third sentence of the secret scroll in our sect?"
"Master, there are sixty-six sutras in our school, twenty-eight volumes, a total of fifty-two sets of mantras, and there are no fifty-three sentences."
Mrs. Mao cried to Fayuan, and only then did Fayuan believe that it was true that Mrs. Mao had awakened.
Zhou Qingyun was standing aside, and when he saw Mrs. Mao's body resurrected, he thought of the many evil spells that the demon sect had used to extract souls and refine them. A cold feeling arose in his heart, and he felt increasingly uncertain about his future.
"You really have the ability to resurrect the dead."
Fa Yuan murmured, looked at Xu Lang, and suddenly said in surprise: "If you keep holding the curse, can't you keep him in his alive state?"
With the palm of the Tathagata, all actions are impermanent.
As soon as the mark in Xu Lang's hand changed, Mao Tai's body quickly began to change, first stiffening, then rotting, then maggots squirming, the intestines were pierced and the belly was rotten, the lungs were broken, the flesh and blood were messy, it became a skeleton, decayed and turned into dust, and then disappeared into the law.
In front of Yuan, he looked at Fa Yuan and asked, "Do you understand?"
Fayuan was stunned and felt that what Xu Lang did had a Zen meaning, but he was at a loss and knew nothing about Zen.
"do you understand?"
Xu Lang asked Zhou Qingyun.
Zhou Qingyun's face was pale at this time, frail and resolute at the same time. Hearing Xu Lang's inquiry, he hesitated and said: "It means that Mrs. Mao has become a corpse, and rotting into ashes is his final destination."
"good."
Xu Lang stretched out his hand and stroked Zhou Qingyun's hair. His frivolous move made Zhou Qingyun secretly grit his teeth and keep track of things in his mind.
"My little brother is very capable. My disciple is lucky to be able to make friends with you."
Fayuan put his hands together and said: "Since this woman is your trophy, you can enjoy it naturally. However, she is a prisoner of war after all. Please be careful. There are many masters in Emei, and they will definitely try to rescue this woman."
After seeing Xu Lang's ability, Fa Yuan became less tough. Now that Xu Lang has captured Zhou Qingyun, he has become enemies with Zhengdao. If this woman's body is broken again, it will be a blow to Zhengdao, and we can
One more master...
The little calculation in Fayuan's heart clicked.
In the Legend of Shushan Swordsman, in order to practice the superior method, one must maintain the child body, and reincarnation and re-cultivation are also common. There are also people who practice for nine generations, and the main thing is the immortal base. The child body can practice the best skills of Emei, and get the most
It is difficult for a superior immortal to have this kind of blessing if he is not a child.
"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."
Xu Lang looked at Zhou Qingyun next to him, then smiled at Zhitong and said, "Can you please open a room for me."
Zhou Qingyun was extremely worried, and her face was as red as blood.
"Of course, of course!"
Monk Zhitong forced a smile on his face and quickly asked the Zhike monk from Ciyun Temple to take Xu Lang and prepare a quiet room for Xu Lang. Xu Lang led Zhou Qingyun into it.
This quiet room is elegantly decorated. There are many calligraphy poems by famous people in Shu and Lanzhi incense. However, the big bed makes Zhou Qingyun extremely uncomfortable.
"Evil thief, I would rather die than obey you!"
Zhou Qingyun's face turned red, she looked at Xu Lang and yelled angrily.
"I just like you, a strong woman."
Xu Lang looked at Zhou Qingyun's fierce appearance and laughed loudly: "According to legend, Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, had a fierce horse, but it was never tamed. Later, Wu Zetian came up with an idea and said that he needed a whip, hammer, and dagger. First, use the whip to beat the fierce horse.
If it doesn't work, then beat it with a hammer, and if it doesn't work, then stab it with a dagger... Little girls, don't think that you can be freed by death. Think about it, after Mrs. Mao died, wouldn't she be recalled to the world by me?"
Xu Lang's harsh words made Zhou Qingyun very desperate. When she heard that even if she died, she could be recalled to the Yangshi, her desire to seek death was gone.
Xu Lang forced Zhou Qingyun and asked Zhou Qingyun to retreat continuously. When he reached the bed, he reached out and pushed Zhou Qingyun down on the bed. He lifted the quilt and enveloped the two people.
"Evil thief, I hate you forever!"
Zhou Qingyun shouted with hatred.
When Zhitong, Yu De and Fa Yuan who were eavesdropping outside the door saw this, they all had smiles on their faces. They tied people like Xu Lang to the chariot and ruined the innocence of an upright woman. They felt extremely comfortable.
"Open your eyes!"
Xu Lang shouted from inside the quilt.
"Evil thief, if you want to be humiliated, humiliate me. Don't even want me to open my eyes. I have already remembered your evil deeds and appearance."
Zhou Qingyun said bitterly.
"...I ask you, what is the sword light that distinguishes the good and evil factions?"
Xu Lang asked.
In The Legend of Shushan Swordsman, there is a very simple way to distinguish between good and evil, and that is sword light. The sword lights of people in the evil sect are mostly green, yellow, gray, green, and red, while the sword lights of people in the righteous path are mostly green.
Among the righteous colors of gold and white, among these sword lights, Ziying Qingsuo is an exception. Although the Qingsuo sword emits cyan light, it is also a righteous divine sword.
Zhou Qingyun is the future Qingsuo Sword Master.
"Look at my sword light again."
Xu Lang shot out an inch-long golden sword light from his fingertips, looked at Zhou Qingyun and asked, "Am I pure in color?"
Zhou Qingyun's eyes widened, looking at the sword light on Xu Lang's fingertips under the quilt, and then looking at Xu Lang's toothy smile, and for a moment he was completely paralyzed.
