v4 Chapter 337： Winter's War is over?

"Can't let people know?"

Chen Luo looked around.

Well, a flower, a tree, a house...

No, it's a flower, a dragon, a ghost, and there really is no one else but himself.

Ignoring Chen Luo's cranky thoughts, Lang Feixian's phantom walked up to Chen Luo, "Remember, I understand."

Chen Luo nodded: "Senior brother, I remember." Then he asked, "Why?"

Lang Feixian glanced at Zhong Kui and continued, "Little Junior Brother, how much do you know about Netherland?"

"Well, the long river of living creatures must pass through." Chen Luo thought about it, there is no such existence in this world as the underworld, except that the long river of living creatures connects the earth and the underworld, there is no understanding.

Seeing Chen Luo's appearance, Yun Siyao explained: "Everything in the world, no matter people, monsters, savages, including dragons, the origin of life is a little aura, which is also called the imprint of life."

"Aside from those beings who do not enter the river of living beings and turn into ghosts, the normal imprint of life enters the long river of living beings, and will travel in the world and the underworld with the long river of living beings."

"Therefore, the underworld is the key link of life and death."

"That's right!" Lang Feixian continued, "Going into the underworld has always been a unique method of Buddhism. It is also the core method for them to advance to the 9,000-mile road to the sky and reach the 'Bodhisattva Realm'."

"Little Junior Brother, you preached the new Buddhism of martial arts through Shaolin. They can still swallow it under the suppression of Confucianism and Taoism. After all, the new Buddhism cannot be practiced, and it is your martial arts."

"But entering the Nether with the physical body is equivalent to touching their 'reincarnation' root, which is too dangerous for you!"

"This secret must be kept!"

"Remember?"

Chen Luo listened to Lang Feixian's ramble for a long time, his heart warmed slightly, and nodded seriously again: "Senior brother, don't worry, I remember it."

After finishing speaking, he looked dejected again: "Then this magical power..."

"It's a divine soul defense magical power!" Yun Siyao said, "Even if we didn't enter this space, we wouldn't know that this was the passage to the underworld!"

As she said that, she looked at Zhong Kui and suddenly bowed slightly: "Master Zhong, the little girl has something to ask for!"

Zhong Kui hurriedly returned the salute, with a terrified tone: "Mr. Yun, don't do this! You are the master and senior sister, and you are also Zhong's nobleman. You don't need to ask for each other. As long as Zhong can do his best, he will definitely go all out."

Yun Siyao nodded: "Please, Lord Zhong, will always guard this space in the future. If the younger brother is attacked by human spirits and has no choice but to show up, please ask Lord Zhong to show up, pretending to be the core of supernatural powers, because Lord Zhong is absorbing the attack of spirits. This is to hide people's eyes and ears."

Chen Luo blinked: Three skills!

"It's my business!" Zhong Kui quickly replied.

This is Yun Siyao's thought again. A pretty girl who looked sixteen or seventeen years old appeared in the space with a cold expression. She saluted Yun Siyao, "I've seen you, miss!" It is somewhat similar to Yun Siyao, except that the pupils are black and white, as if two black and white chess pieces are embedded in the eye sockets.

Yun Siyao introduced to Chen Luo: "This is my book spirit, called Zhan Yuan!"

Then she said to Zhan Yuan: "From today onwards, you will guard this space with Lord Zhong. If anyone wants to peek at the foundation of this space, behead it!"

"Yes!" Zhan Yuan nodded and floated to Zhong Kui's side.

Lang Feixian looked at Zhanyuan Shuling, hesitated before saying, "Little Junior Brother, let's go."

Chen Luo looked at Zhong Kui and Zhan Yuan, and also bowed before leaving the space together.

...

Walking out of the space, Chen Luo waved his hand and closed the door. Perhaps he felt the atmosphere was a little dignified. Lang Feixian suddenly smiled: "Oh, good thing, everyone, don't be gloomy."

"At present, this magical power of Junior Junior Brother is just a seed. If it really grows to maturity, I'm afraid it will be no less than a Buddhist kingdom of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!"

"It is very interesting to enter the netherworld with the flesh."

"When I recover, my junior brother will open a back door for me and let me go to the underworld!"

Chen Luo and Yun Siyao couldn't help smiling when they heard Lang Feixian's words, and they both said at the same time—

"no problem!"

"Can't!"

Yun Siyao rolled his eyes at Chen Luo, and Chen Luo quickly changed his words: "No!" Then he blinked at Lang Feixian.

Lang Feixian also blinked and said, "What a pity!"

receive!

...

City Lord's Mansion.

Back in the study, Chen Luo sensed the space of the soul, and saw Zhong Kui and Zhan Yuan each occupying one side, sitting cross-legged, as if falling into a deep sleep, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

When Yun Siyao summoned Zhan Yuan, he noticed the expression of the senior brother. Presumably this Zhan Yuan has a different meaning to Sixth Senior Sister.

But since Sixth Senior Sister took it out, she doesn't need to refuse, and she doesn't have to refuse.

"Six thousand miles..." Chen Luo thought silently in his heart.

Isn't the reason why Senior Brother and Sixth Senior Sister are so worried because he is still too weak?

Therefore, the six-thousand-mile road to the sky is imperative!

Speaking of this, Chen Luo was a little helpless.

Although the blood has been raised for the third time, it is reasonable to say that it has reached the limit of 3,000 miles of martial arts, but Chen Luo was surprised to find that the forty acupoints that had just been opened were not filled!

On weekdays, the amount of red dust that Chen Luo can store in the acupoints is limited, so once it overflows, in order to prevent dissipation and waste, he will treat it as a reward to the martial arts students and the masters of Lunjiange.

Of course, a martial artist will be randomly selected from the martial arts, and give a surprise!

Recently, it has been reported in many places that a martial artist was taught by a senior in his sleep, and when he woke up, his red dust rose a lot. In fact, the person behind the scenes was Chen Luo.

Only now that forty acupoints have been opened again, the red dust is not enough.

It still takes a while to accumulate!

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step!" Chen Luo muttered, "Let's do something serious."

With that said, Chen Luo spread out the paper and dipped it in pen and ink.

During this period of time, it was the opening of the martial arts institute and the saving of the senior brother. There were too many things at hand, and I really traveled here and there. Now it is time to restore and update.

The "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that has been agreed should also be finished.

Chen Luo picked up the pen and began to write the last chapter of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

"The one hundred and fifteenth chapter: The master of the imperial class should believe in slander, and ask Jiang Wei to avoid trouble!"

...

Just when Chen Luofen was writing a book, the long line of defense of the Great Wall of Righteousness.

The vast sound of the horn came from the wild plains, and soon it became a piece.

Ming Dysprosium attacked and returned after hearing the horn!

Barbarians, retreat!

Like a dark cloud, the barbarian army fled to the barbarian plains in a hurry, but no human army chased after it!

At the same time, at the edge of Barbarian Plains, one after another, barbarian kings appeared in the sky, looking at the Great Wall of Righteousness quietly.

At this time, at the Great Wall of Righteous Energy, the green energy of the Dao Dao was expelled from the clouds, and one by one great Confucian Confucianism stepped on the blue sky, standing on the Great Wall of Righteous Energy.

It's just that this scene was covered with magic, and ordinary people couldn't see it when they raised their heads. Only with a cultivation base of at least six thousand miles can they see it.

"Hahaha, Han Qingzhu, stay safe!" A loud shout came from among the barbarian kings, and a fat barbarian walked out from among the barbarian kings, wearing a crown and a cloak, full of blood.

"Mordan! This time, you lost!" Han Qingzhu also walked out of the crowd and looked down at the barbarian army who were fleeing frantically on the ground, a pity.

If a chase is dispatched at this time, how many barbarians can be killed!

It's a pity that after so many years of war between the human and barbarian races, there has been some tacit understanding on the battlefield. If they attacked and killed at this time, both the Great Confucian and the Barbarian King would end up!

At that time, it will not be the end of the Winter War, but the beginning of another war!

Human race, it still takes time!

These thoughts flashed through Han Qingzhu's mind for a moment, but he still looked at Mordan with contempt: "Come as soon as you say it, and leave as soon as you say it! Is this the end?"

Saying that, Han Qingzhu pointed at a barbarian king beside Mordan, and the phantom of a brush suddenly appeared. The moment it appeared, it seemed to have crossed the distance of space and appeared directly in front of the barbarian king. Remembering the other party's reaction, the tip of the pen touched the barbarian king's forehead, and an ink mark appeared on the barbarian king's forehead, and then the pen mark spread rapidly, and it was all over the body in a blink of an eye, and then the ink mark flashed blue, and the barbarian king was almost confused Like a corpse with a knife, it instantly turned into countless pieces of meat and fell from the air.

Han Qingzhu was stunned for a moment. He thought that Mordan would block, and he was ready for the first blow, but at this time, he found that all the barbarian kings, including Mordan, had a dull expression, and there was nothing unusual.

"Huh?" Han Qingzhu frowned slightly, raised his hand, and wanted to attack again. The opposite Mordan said again: "Han Qingzhu, enough!"

"This emperor has something important to return to the Barbarian Plains, so he is willing to sacrifice a barbarian king as a gift for defeat in this battle!"

"If you make another move, this emperor is welcome. This emperor can't stop you from killing, and you can't stop this emperor from killing!"

Han Qingzhu rubbed his hands; "One is not enough!"

"Han Qingzhu, don't go too far!" Mordan roared, "If you make an inch, this emperor will accompany you to the end!"

"Hmph, barbarian!" Han Qingzhu snorted coldly, "All the materials in the barbarian camps on the barbarian plains are not allowed to be transferred. It will be taken over by my human race! This battle is over!"

Mordan hesitated for a moment: "Seven days! The emperor will give you seven days!"

Han Qingzhu: "And cede a barbarian city!"

"Han Qingzhu, let's fight! This emperor is not going back!"

"Don't get excited, wait until next time when you are in the barbaric city, then seven days!" Han Qingzhu shrugged and said indifferently.

"Humph!" Mordan said: "Han Qingzhu, don't be complacent. Your human race is too weird in this winter battle, and my race is just unprepared."

"Waiting for the winter next year, I hope you can be so mad!"

With that, Mordan waved his hand, and the whole person disappeared into the air, and the rest of the barbarian kings gradually retreated.

With all the figures of the barbarian kings disappearing, this heralds the end of the Winter War!

Winter is coming to an end, and the footsteps of spring are slowly coming.

At this time, in midair, the faces of the great Confucians showed joy, only Han Qingzhu's face was solemn and thoughtful...