Chapter 916: One Sword, One Life
The mountains are lush and the trees are luxuriant. The sunlight shines through the branches and leaves, casting golden light spots one after another on the ground.
The figures of the gray-robed monks Meng Qi and Mu Yunle gradually drifted away, and finally disappeared at the end of the mountain road.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly pieces of blood gathered here, forming a blurry figure with bright red eyes, ruthless and cruel, just like a Rakshasa of the Sea of Blood!
"Where did he go..." The spirit of the Blood Sea Rakshasa was like light, instantly covering the barren mountains and mountains, looking for every bit of information about Meng Qi, as well as the little girl from the Huanhua Sword Sect and others described by the Bodhisattva Huanxi. I found that there were traces of the two staying here, but they have moved away long ago and are currently missing. With the state of my Dharmakaya, I can only vaguely detect it, and there is no way to accurately detect it!
He pondered for a moment, and his figure suddenly disintegrated, and the bloody light became lighter and lighter, disappearing in mid-air.
The mountains returned to silence.
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"Master, this is Licheng." Mu Yunle changed into a light green shirt, looking fresher and more agile, and pointed to the city not far away.
Licheng is not too far from the barren mountains and ridges where the ruined temple is located. With the journey of two people, they arrived at the gate of the city in less than a day. Along the way, Mu Yun was pleased to see that Master Zhending was still silent, with a sense of vicissitudes of life. I was tired and didn't dare to ask questions rashly. I was speechless all the way and felt very uncomfortable.
Meng Qi nodded, his gray monk's robe fluttering, and there was no Buddhist beads on his chest. He walked step by step into the city and into the streets. Every time he turned a corner, he always chose the direction with unusual familiarity, without asking for directions or talking.
This made Mu Yunle secretly wonder. Master Zhending seemed to be very familiar with Licheng, so why did he lead the way by himself?
Mu Yunle's dark and moist eyes turned, pretending to be casual: "Master, have you been to Licheng before?"
"Never." Meng Qiyan answered simply and concisely, as if everything was boring.
"Then where are you going to Licheng?" Mu Yunle became more and more confused. Although her master and other elders were all strong in the field, this was the first time she encountered such a mysterious and unpredictable master!
The river was gurgling and the green trees were in the wind. As soon as Mu Yunle finished asking this question, Meng Qi stopped in front of a small courtyard near the river.
Click, click, the clear and beautiful sound of chopping firewood echoed around, without any dull feeling. It seemed that as the ax fell, the firewood was naturally split into two, and the intervals between the click sounds seemed to have been measured. The fighting scale is always the same length, there will be no difference at all!
Mu Yunle just listened, his expression became solemn, and he let out a light sigh in his heart, half confused and half surprised.
Although it seems to be a trivial matter in daily life, if she were in a different place, she would definitely not be able to do this. Most of her elders could not do it, and her master did not know if she could do it. Just listening to the sound through the wall, it came naturally in her mind Outline the image of a peerless sword and a lonely swordsman!
Accompanying the clicking sound is the sound of heavy breathing. To Mu Yunle himself, this is a sign that the body is out of control only when he is most tired. If the strong man in the outdoor scene is not in extremely bad condition, he will never let it go. The sound of breathing is so distinct.
However, she did not take this lightly, because her heavy breathing revealed the murderous intention that she tried to suppress, and only the insignificant feeling was revealed, which made her heart beat with fear, chilled to the bone, her soul was shocked, her whole body was trembling, and she was unable to draw the sword. .
How terrifying would it be if the murderous intent completely burst out? I'm afraid that the illusion will condense into reality and turn into dark clouds covering the city, killing all living creatures in an instant!
"The strength of the firewood chopper in the small courtyard is no less than that of the master, and most of them are even better... If 'his' murderous intention cannot be controlled, it may be more terrifying than the contemporary Bodhisattva of Joy, and more like the evil demon that destroys the world. Among the black list, He can almost compete with the 'Demon Emperor' for supremacy..." This thought suddenly emerged in Mu Yunle's mind.
She had been captured by the Bodhisattva of Joy, and only by comparing the parts shown, she was deeply aware of the terror of the firewood chopper in the courtyard, but she could not definitely judge the specific strength, after all, the realms were too different.
When comparing with the "Demon Emperor", she subconsciously excluded the factor of "Demon Emperor's Claw" because her master, Mr. Qinglian, once mentioned that under normal circumstances, "Demon Emperor's Claw" would weaken the "Demon Emperor" instead of weakening it. Enhanced, the "Demon Emperor" has to suppress the Demon Emperor's Claw at all times to avoid being eroded by evil intentions and losing his intelligence. Of course, if at a critical moment, the "Demon Emperor" releases the "Demon Emperor's Claw", it will definitely be able to suppress the tall man for a short time!
"Who is the evil giant inside? Why have I never heard of it?" Mu Yunle recalled the famous demons he knew, but he couldn't match up with the woodcutter in the courtyard.
Such strength is not on the Earth Ranking and Black Ranking?
She couldn't help but glance at Meng Qi, feeling a little scared and a little excited. She originally thought that she was from a well-known and upright family, a top power, and had outstanding vision. Most famous people in the world would recognize each other, and there would be no chance that she would not recognize him in person. Who would have thought that she Master Zhending is one example, and the giants of the left path who appeared because of his visit are another example. The world is so big, and there are so many secretly powerful people, far beyond what I know!
Mu Yunle felt that a brand new world had been unveiled by Master Zhending, and it was unfolding before his eyes bit by bit. It was so fresh and interesting.
Then she saw Master Zhending, a gray-robed monk with a calm expression, walking over and knocking gently on the courtyard door.
In the yard, a woman dressed as a Taoist priest was holding an axe, covering her head with firewood attentively but with a hint of irritability. She was tall, with a high nose and phoenix eyes, and a cold temperament. She had never worn a crown, and her hair was scattered casually.
Dong-dong-dong, there was a knock on the door.
The woman was startled, as if she had woken up from a dream. Only then did she realize that someone had arrived at her door!
"Who?" she asked coldly, controlling her murderous intent.
"The poor monk is really settled." A low and plain voice came from outside the door.
A familiar feeling penetrated her ears, and Nv Guanfeng opened her eyes:
"It's you!"
The enemy that I have always cherished! He had to use all his strength to control the murderous intention caused by him!
Killing intent suddenly burst out, and the courtyard suddenly became dark, as if dark clouds were gathering. The courtyard door turned into rotten wood silently, as if it had reached its final end and lost all vitality.
This female crown is none other than Saren Gaowa, the master of the Wolf King and the Taoist monk who abstains from killing. The acupoints all over her body light up, blooming with strange and dark light. They are connected all the way and extend to her right hand, forming a three-foot-three-inch mouth. The three-third-long strange sword was completely black, without light or trace, simple and strange. The trees in the courtyard instantly withered and were chopped into pieces. The ground cracked open and cracked, spreading in all directions.
Then, the crack stopped abruptly when it reached the edge of the small courtyard. The murderous intention penetrated silently, and still could not get out of the courtyard!
With the "death" of the courtyard gate, Taoist Jie Sha saw the enemy he "missed" day and night.
She was slightly startled. The man in her impression was virile, masculine, and high-spirited. It seemed that nothing or any difficulty could stop him. He turned into a gray-robed monk with a haggard face and hidden emotions, like a long-dead volcano. His vision was blurry. Bo, with deep exhaustion, exhaustion of experiencing vicissitudes of life and feeling disheartened.
He actually became a monk again, the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha?
When he was shining brightly and reaching the peak step by step, he escaped into Buddhism?
The shock lasted only for a moment. The Taoist monk's momentum rose to the extreme, but his murderous intention could not break through the courtyard wall. There seemed to be an invisible barrier there.
She said coldly: "Are you here to eliminate hidden dangers?"
The murderous intention burst out from Taoist Jishai, and the power displayed made Mu Yunle's heartbeat quicken outside the door. This was the first time she encountered a strong man of the Grand Master level who went all out, and his momentum was full of killing intent. It seemed like before her eyes Illusions appeared frequently, and I unconsciously moved a step and hid behind Master Zhending. His back was not tall and lonely, but it made people feel at ease.
The strength of the firewood chopper in the courtyard is indeed what he thought. Apart from Dharmakaya, she is at least one of the top three evil devils. If she walks around in the world, she will definitely stir up the world. But she spends the rest of her life in a small courtyard with a pile of firewood, and then she thinks that she can frighten away the Bodhisattva of Joy. , the Master Zhending who stood up to the firewood chopper without falling behind, the ancient Buddha with green lantern, the lotus flower in the ruined temple, Mu Yunle's emotion about the impermanence of the world again, the prosperity is easy to disappear, and the wind is always blown away by the rain.
Who are they? Why choose this destination?
Ten years ago, twenty years ago, did Master Zhending and the woodcutter in the courtyard have a reputation in the world that was no less than that of the Demon Emperor and the Supreme Divine Sword?
Mu Yunle thought wildly.
The gray monk Meng Qi moved with the murderous intention and stood by the door. His eyes were dull and his mood was dead. He shook his head and said:
"If it hadn't been for your protection in the past, I might have died at the hands of the demon clan. Later, the world changed and grudges were inseparable. I once thought about finding you and killing you to eliminate future troubles, but after all, I felt uneasy."
Taoist Jie Sha said coldly: "It's my fate to save you, and I won't regret it."
"What's the use of talking about this now? Is it possible to repay kindness with your life?"
Mu Yunle propped up his ears and never missed a word. One poignant and beautiful story after another flashed through his mind.
"Your murderous intention is not within yourself, but under the influence of the Dark Sea Sword." Meng Qi said calmly, not wavering because of his murderous intention. He had the feeling that after seeing through the world, there would be no wind or rain.
"So what?" Taoist Jie Sha's mood fluctuated slightly.
Meng Qi looked at her and said sincerely: "You are not the owner of the Underworld Sword. You are just the body that nurtures the sword. Only by giving up can there be new life."
The Taoist priest who abstained from killing curled his lips and sneered: "You want to use this to neutralize my murderous intention and indirectly eliminate future troubles?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly moved, and the long sword in her hand suddenly appeared on Meng Qi's chest, as if it had always been there.
Meng Qi looked at her with a calm expression, his hands lowered and motionless.
With a stabbing sound, the long sword that would cause death if touched penetrated Meng Qi's chest. No blood flowed out, it was all absorbed!
"You..." Taoist Jie Sha held a long sword in his hand and looked blankly at the gray-robed monk in front of him. He only felt that the other person's body was real. The murderous intention and sword energy in his heart quickly subsided because it rushed towards Su Meng along the penetrating wound.
"Ah!" Mu Yunle cried out, wanting to swing his sword to help, but under the strong pressure, he couldn't move his sword at all.
Why didn't Master Zhending resist and endure this terrifying sword attack with his body?
Meng Qi's face was pale, his expression was peaceful, his eyes were full of exhaustion, and he said slowly:
"This sword will repay you for saving your life."
His breath dropped sharply, but he did not die directly. His body was shaking slightly, as if he was unsteady on his feet.
The sword energy and murderous intention of quitting killing disappeared, and he looked blankly at the hideous wound, and then looked at the eyes that were like a dead sea, and suddenly felt that his heart was empty, and he felt calm and peaceful like never before.
Her tears suddenly fell, she let go of her right hand, the lightless sword disappeared, turned around, and left without looking back. No one knew where she went.
Mu Yunle stared at this scene, as if in a dream.