Chapter 292

Well nine took him out of the cell and walked outside the sword prison, but it was not the way he came.

At the end of the passage, the stone gate opened slowly. He looked at Liu ten years old and thought you didn't know what you missed.

He told Liu shisui that it would be too bad to think about it in advance.

When he knew that the castle peak summit would be held, he had already thought of everything.

He watched Liu enter the sword prison at the age of ten, hoping that he could meet the dead dog.

The breath in Liu's ten-year-old body is too complex, conflicting and dangerous.

Corpse dogs can directly transform the most filthy and complex demon breath into the purest Taoist Xuanqi.

Except for the green dragon of Zhongzhou school, only it can do this.

Unfortunately, Liu didn't have such a chance at the age of ten, so he had to go to Guocheng temple.

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Leaving the sword prison, he came to the peaks.

The sea of clouds is like felt, the stars are like snow, and the peaks stand still. It is very beautiful.

Liu shisui stared at the picture in front of him and asked, "where is this?"

After he learned to fly with his sword, he flew many times in the green mountains and confirmed that he had seen the scenery of the peaks, but he had never seen a similar picture.

Well nine said, "here is the hidden peak."

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The next morning, lying in the spacious carriage and looking at the clouds floating outward from the transparent glass on the top of the carriage, Liu was ten years old. He thought of his experience last night again and was still shocked. It turned out that he had to pass the sword prison to enter Yinfeng. Doesn't that mean... Yinfeng is a bigger sword prison?

Xiao He took back his sight of the carriage layout and said with a trace of envy: "it's just that a carriage is so extravagant and exaggerated. I don't know how much money the Gu family has earned over the years. Qingshan sect is really the largest sect in the world. Any outside family has such a momentum."

When Liu was ten years old, he said casually, "of course, my qingshanzong is great. I heard that the childe asked to stay."

Xiao He said well and leaned against him. He thought it was a very happy day.

Liu shisui said, "I can't walk as a green mountain disciple until this thing is over. It's not much use for you to follow me. "

He always knew why Xiao He was willing to follow him.

Xiao he hugged his arm and said with a smile, "you are the most useful person, otherwise why do I insist on waiting for you to come out."

Now she probably understood what Gu Qing really meant.

Liu shisui smiled and didn't speak.

The farther away from Yunji Town, the lighter the clouds outside the skylight, and gradually we can see the dead branches of autumn trees and the gray sky.

Various landscapes are constantly changing in front of us.

Thinking that the car stopped in Yunji town for several years, just to wait for Jingjiu. I don't know when to take a seat

Xiao He said with some emotion, "I can't see that master Jing Jiuxian likes to enjoy it so much."

Liu shisui said, "I said he was lazy and didn't like Yu Jian. Of course, walking is not as comfortable as taking a car."

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Where it takes only one day to drive a sword or use evasion, it often takes dozens of days by car. For practitioners, this is simply unbearable, so even if this family friendly carriage is comfortable, Liu and Xiao He will be unbearable in the last days.

One morning, Liu was ten years old when he saw the crops in the farmland beside the road. He was surprised that these rice were so good. When he looked carefully and found that the farmland was full of fertile black land, he knew that Moqiu had arrived and the carriage had gone for several hours. He finally saw the yellow wall and clean tiles in the distance and was relieved.

Because of the letter, the monk, the bosom guest of Guocheng temple, did not stop him. He drove directly into the depths of the temple with the carriage. It was a courtesy. Then he said to Liu shisui that the Zen son was in retreat all year round. It was very rare for foreigners. He could only see what he said after the letter was sent in.

In a quiet meditation room deep in the temple, Zen Zi quietly looked at the pile of thin wooden sticks on the table. He looked very serious and focused. He didn't move for a long time, that is, he didn't even blink his eyes. He just rubbed his bare feet from time to time.

He took the letter from the Zhike monk and looked at the sword on it. He was surprised. He opened the envelope and saw the signature on the letter paper. He was silent for a long time. He thought to himself, Zhao Layue, you have no friendship with me. Why do you want to write this letter? After reading the contents of the letter, he shook his head again and again and felt that it was absurd.

Help you finish this thing, and I will be cleared with you at the end of God?

What is this attitude... Do I owe you God's last peak?

Well, I seem to have owed some favors before, but hasn't it been paid off long ago?

Zen Zi's eyes continued to move down and landed on the penultimate paragraph of the letter paper.

"That year, Mei met the Taoist war and Zen decided to save many people, but we told you in advance that this thing is... You're slow."

That's what Zhao Layue wrote. Seeing these words, Zen Zi gradually restrained his expression and remained silent for a long time. Yes, it's slow. If Mei knew about daozhan that year, after he got the guess of qingshanzong, he directly ordered daozhan to stop without thinking about that night, many young disciples would still be alive. Over the years, he has reflected most on this matter“ It's true that there is some old friend's wind... Please come in. " Zen Zi raised his eyebrows and said to the Zhike monk When Liu was ten years old, he walked into the meditation room. Xiao He stayed in the car. Not all fox demons had as good luck as concubine Hu in the palace. Zen's position in the spiritual world and even the whole world is extremely noble. It is a great blessing to meet him. Only someone at the end of God will treat him so casually and know him so well. Previously, Zen Zi lamented that Zhao Layue had the wind of an old friend, but he didn't think that this letter was originally dictated by her old friend, and then Zhao Layue was responsible for writing it. When Liu was ten years old, he didn't know the story between Jing Jiu and Zen. He was a little nervous. He met the leader of green mountain and was familiar with such a big man as Xi wangsun, but Zen was different after all. Zen Zi looked at him and compared it with the contents of the letter. Then he knew the problem and raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that there was really some trouble. He reached out and grabbed hundreds of glittering characters from the void and printed them on the prepared cloth. Liu took over the cloth at the age of ten, but he hasn't got rid of the shock“ No, you have made great contributions to the right way, and you should help you. " Zen Zi looked at him and said, "but how much you can learn depends on your own understanding." When Liu was ten years old, he looked at the cloth and found that the four words at the beginning were what I heard. He was even more surprised. He thought that it was actually a Zen Sutra that was not spread outside Guocheng temple? He knows the relationship between Jingyang shishuzu and Zen Zi, but this generous gift... Who is the childe? He forced himself to calm down, sincerely thanked Zen Zi, and then prepared to leave. Just as he was about to step out of the threshold of the Zen room, he suddenly stopped, looked back at Zen and said with some embarrassment, "it's inconvenient for the younger generation..." "I know you can't let people know. I'll shut them up." Zen Zi said expressionless, "what I do best in Guocheng temple is closed mouth meditation." Liu left the meditation room at the age of ten. Zen Zi's eyes fell on the stationery again. This time he saw the last paragraph“ What does a green mountain sword practice closed mouth Zen do? " He thought Zhao Layue's request was absurd and ignored it. Liu's 10-year-old figure gradually disappeared in Tallinn, and a carriage could be seen faintly. Zen Zi looked at the place and shook his head. He thought that the breath in the little guy was too chaotic. It was difficult to completely dispel it only by Buddhist dharma. To send the Buddha to the west, you should compete for the whole skill. You can't say you want a letter and then send it to yimaozhai. Then he looked at the letter again. The letter was simple. Why did he watch it for so long, and his face became dignified? This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.