Chapter 380: Taoist priest riding a bull, monk eating meat
Chapter 380 Taoist priest riding a bull, monk eating meat
"Meet Senior Zhao!"
Ouyang Muhua and Pang Shiyuan rode their horses slowly to the Canglan Sword Sect and his party. They got off their horses and saluted Zhao Shanhe. In front of them, everyone has to salute according to the rules. In the entire Xingtian Mansion, except for Gu Qingci, when facing the master, everyone else must abide by the rules of the world.
Zhao Shanhe looked at the two of them, and said: "Ouyang Muhua, the little overlord of Chang'an, the chessboard in the enshrined pavilion of Wu Kingdom is the world's Pang Shiyuan, and he has admired him for a long time!"
Both Ouyang Muhua and Pang Shiyuan were once young and could become great practitioners in the Destiny Realm. There are really few who have not made a name for themselves in the arena. Both Ouyang Muhua and Pang Shiyuan have wandered in the arena. When he was young, Zhao Shanhe was not yet a master, he also paid attention to the Jianghu, and heard about Pang Shiyuan. As for Ouyang Muhua, it was purely because the case of Ouyang's family being framed for treason was known all over the world, and Ouyang Muhua entered Chang'an with a gun. , The imperial city was stained with blood overnight, and many warriors of the older generation were deeply impressed.
Ouyang Muhua didn't bring his bricks with him today, but held a black spear in his hand, clenched his fists, and said: "Senior is wrong, there is no Chang'an Xiaobawang here, and there is no chessboard for the world, only Xing Tianfu two An officer in charge, Ouyang Muhua, and Pang Shiyuan!"
Zhao Shanhe stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "The old man made a slip of the tongue. I don't know why Mr. Gu sent the two of you here?"
The wind was blowing, and the sky was dark.
Many people were paying attention to Ouyang Muhua and Pang Shiyuan, and more people were amazed at the power of Xingtian Mansion, the fighting spirit of the master, and the demeanor of the two officials in charge of Xing.
Originally, Ouyang Muhua and Pang Shiyuan were great practitioners of the Destiny Realm, and they were existences that made the world look up to them. What's more, now they are still talking with the master, I am afraid it is just this conversation, Chang'an who has disappeared for many years Little Overlord and Chessboard for the World will once again come into the sight of the world.
Ouyang Muhua is wearing armor, which is the Ouyang family's God of War armor that has been passed down to the world. Many people who have seen the demeanor of Ouyang's old man are amazed at the successors of Ouyang's family. Maybe the scenery will reappear. Pang Shiyuan is wearing a blue Confucian shirt. A piece of rice paper floated out slowly and stood in the air.
A battle at the gate of Baidi City.
Signed by Gu Qingci.
Flying and phoenix dancing are just a few words, but it makes people in a radius of more than ten miles seem to see a man holding a sword and writing wildly. The vigorous sword will make people horrified.
A ray of light appeared in Zhao Shanhe's pupils, and the sword on his back hummed, and said lightly: "Fight!"
One word is concise, and it is the promise of Gu Qingci.
"Farewell!"
Ouyang Muhua and Pang Shiyuan got on their horses and headed for the city.
The gust of wind swept across, and the piece of rice paper in the air turned into a sword and went towards the sky, like a shooting star fleeting, disappearing between heaven and earth, which annoyed all the people in the world, because many people were ready to **** that piece of paper The preparation of rice paper, this is Gu Qingci's sword intent, if placed in the rivers and lakes, it is tantamount to a magical secret book flowing into the rivers and lakes, which will inevitably cause a bloodbath.
However, there are many people who understand it, but few people can resist the temptation. If they are lucky enough to get this sword intent, no one can guarantee whether they will realize their own sword intent after copying it.
People from Xingtianfu left, and people from Canglan Sword Sect entered the city at random.
When Zhao Shanhe stepped into the city gate, the sky and the earth were suddenly overshadowed. A thunderclap exploded, and the wind raged. The tumbling storm in the sky slowly condensed into a sword, shining with boundless sword intent.
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"Tell me, what the **** is Gu Qingci doing, sending so many people from Xingtian Mansion to make trouble, just to send a letter of war? Is it worth such a big fight?"
Among the people watching from the rivers and lakes, there was a monk who was eating a pig's trotter, and next to him was a Taoist priest riding a bull. The two walked together, attracting attention frequently. It is a spectacle.
The Taoist bull rider looked at the sword heading towards the city, and said calmly: "This is a demonstration to the Canglan Sword Sect, and at the same time, it made the battle between him and Zhao Shanhe a logical one. This is the face of a big sect, everyone knows Canglan Sword Sect is here to make trouble, so let Canglan Sword Sect go, where will Xing Tianfu face? But, what's the point of fighting for a long time, isn't the point that Gu Qing resigns himself and Zhao Shanhe? Human battle?"
"Uh..." The meat-eating monk threw away the pig's trotters and said speechlessly, "There are so many twists and turns in here. It seems that this demonstration is not only for the Canglan Sword Sect, but also for all the people who come to watch the battle, Amitabha, It's really frightening, just relying on these people can resist a grandmaster, if Gu Qingci wins this one, the reputation of Xingtian Mansion will almost catch up with the seven sects and eight sects, tsk tsk tsk, amazing, amazing."
The young Taoist patted the old scalper lightly, followed slowly, and said, "Don't you claim to bury the sky and bury the common people? Why don't you also give Gu Qing a letter of challenge?"
"Amitabha," said the third burial solemnly: "People who become monks cannot compete for this fame and fortune, and the world of mortals is rolling."
The Taoist smiled lightly, and said: "I remember Gu Qingci said that there are no Buddhas in the Black Territory, so you dare to come?"
Sanbu slowly shook his head and said: "My little monk... no, I met Mr. Wuque before, and I was enlightened by his old man. I have already said that I will return to the lay world when I return to Daguangming Temple. I am no longer a monk!"
San Zan suddenly said: "Wang Yangming, you should be the one who should be worried. I remember you said that you were going to talk to Qin Keqing? If you let Gu Qingci know that you are here, you will be in trouble, hehe, say Maybe he will talk to you first!"
Wang Yangming saw the figure just now in his mind, the corner of his mouth twitched, he pushed the bull forward, and said, "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening!"
San Zan rushed to catch up, and said with a smile: "Then you can definitely fight Gu Qingci before Zhao Shanhe!"
"roll!"
Wang Yangming made a rolling word,
It is as fresh and refined as Taoist ancestors preaching!
Not far behind Sanbuan and Wang Yangming, a pair of men and horses followed into the city. There were no fewer than thirty people in this pair, all of them armed and full of energy. It acts as a guard here, and a carriage in the middle moves slowly.
"Nie Changliu didn't show up?"
There was a voice from the carriage, very calm, but with a trace of unquestionable indifference.
"My lord, the people who just came are the two officials in charge of the Xingtian Mansion, one is Ouyang Muhua and the other is Pang Shiyuan. It is said that there is also a great practitioner of the Destiny Realm in the city, but there is no Nie Changliu."
"Yes." The person in the carriage echoed faintly, and muttered: "No. 1 on the rookie list, Nie Changliu, don't let me down!"
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(end of this chapter)