Chapter 703

The heavy rain in juyucheng had not yet fallen on the earth, but a young swordsman with a sword hanging from his waist came to the gate of the city. After staying at the gate for a while, he went to a tea shed, asked for a bowl of tea, and began to drink himself.

The young man came all the way, looking tired, but his eyes were still full of energy. After he sat for a moment, another man came from a distance, who was also a sword hanging from his waist, but he was much older than this young man.

The young man stood up and saluted the man. After the salute, the man said, "Mr. Chao has already killed the real man of Fuyun in Yunhu temple. Now he is going to the north gate. He said that this gate should be kept for three hours. I have lived for hundreds of years, saying that it is long or short. Even if I die here today, it is not a big deal, But you are still young and have a bright future. Why are you here? "

The young man is no one else. It is Jianshan Yanyue. He is regarded as the most amazing young swordsman in the world except Wu Shanhe and Li Fuyao. This trip to the Buddhist land is quite unexpected.

Hearing this, yanle just laughed, not at all. He said casually, "if the leader is not going to take the position of Jianshan, I'm afraid he will come in person. This is a big event. Mr. Chao is the leader. In fact, the leader is very relieved. Even if it is not finished, it will not be an unacceptable result, as long as you can go back safely."

The old swordsman laughed. "When I came, I didn't want to go back. The master was so old that he had already arrived in the spring and Autumn period. I thought that he would soon become a place to climb the stairs. In fact, we were very relieved that Mr. Chao invited us to do something, and we would come naturally."

Yanle smiles, without saying much. He just remembers that on Jianshan mountain at the moment, even though wushanhe has already broken the boundary and become a swordsman in the spring and Autumn period, there are still some people who are not convinced. They have more trust in the swordsmen who climb the stairs on the mountain, especially the chaofengchen who had a brilliant battle record in Baiyu town.

It is not a day's work for wushanhe to really admire Jianshan. At least, it still has a long way to go.

The old swordsman was sitting in a dangerous position. He didn't know what he was thinking of. Anyway, he kept looking at something. After half a quarter of an hour, he came back to his senses and said, "here we are."

Half a quarter of an hour later, two men came to the gate of the city. They were all dressed up as scholars. They were supposed to be monks under the Confucian sect. As for whether they are, they have to say something about it.

Yanle stood up. His sword spirit had reached the peak, but in fact, it was the old swordsman who took the lead.

Leave a message on the street.

Yanle looked up at the gate of the city. With a sword, the street was cut into a long ravine. After a while, no matter who came to see it, he would feel terrible.

Yan Yue raised his sword and joined the battlefield without saying a word from the beginning to the end.

This is just one of the battlefields.

At the moment, Xu Li opened the door of a small courtyard.

There were flowers, trees and people in the courtyard. Xu Li stood under the eaves behind the door and looked at the scholar standing with his hands on his back.

The two people confront each other without any words.

After a short silence, the scholar then said with emotion: "this place, Taoism and Confucianism have been planning for a hundred years. It's really funny that you have to enter the game with such force. What kind of behavior is not a thief, but what?"

Xu Li was a rude man. In his life, apart from practicing sword, he had never read any books or studied anything else. Therefore, he just didn't care about what he said, and the sword was slowly pushed out.

Chao FengChen asked him to come here to kill people. That's right.

Xu Li didn't know what he thought. Before he took out the sword, he suddenly grinned, "your truth is really sour. It's sour."

There is no truth in what the scholar said. Although the academy and the Taoist school have their own requirements, they all want to have a higher voice in the mountains and rivers. If you want to have such a right of speech, it is natural to suppress the swordsman. In this case, it is not reasonable.

Moreover, the monks on the mountain are not common people, and few of them are reasonable. At this time, no one is willing to reason.

So when Xu Li's sword came out of the scabbard, the scholar also understood that the light of the sword came out of the courtyard. A moment later, the courtyard collapsed and countless smoke and dust came out. Only then did Xu Li gather his mind and take it seriously. He had not used his sword for a long time. This time, he had to be more serious.

The scholar stood in the smoke and dust, looked at this side and said nothing. In fact, even if he wanted to speak, he didn't know what to say.

Xu Li, the great swordsman who ascended the building, only recognized the sword on his waist, and did not care about anything else.

It's a battle of life and death.

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The old Confucian scholar stood in the yard, looked at the sky, thought about it and said, "it's going to rain. You two don't hide."

How to hide when it's raining.

This sentence is to the haggard old man and ye Feixian. Ye Feixian doesn't pay attention to it, but the withered old man takes a look at the sky.Mr. Sanqiu went back to the old Confucian scholar from under the eaves, sat down and said, "Mr. old, can you tell me the answer?"

The old scholar stroked his beard and said, "but it's OK to ask."

Mr. Sanqiu asked, "Confucianism and Taoism were set up here more than a hundred years ago. Although their demands are different temporarily, their goals are still the same. This century's layout has taken countless minds to achieve the present situation. But why do swordsmen come in when they come in?"

"Do you know who is the best chess player in the world?" he asked instead

Mr. Sanqiu was stunned. Then he thought of a man's name and said in a low voice, "the national player of Yanling, Gu Shiyan."

The old Confucian scholar shook his head and said, "their chessboard is nothing but black and white. It is the gain and loss of a game of chess. However, those who really know how to play chess take the human world as the chessboard, and the falling pieces are fighting for the world."

"It was an unprecedented game of chess. Naturally, the game was staged in the early autumn. The man sitting on one side, no matter who was going to sit down on the opposite side, was doomed to fight with him."

The old Confucian scholar said with a smile, "at this moment, who is qualified to face Qingqiu?"

Such a remark, in fact, is shocking. Mr. Sanqiu said in surprise, "is it Ye Sheng and Zhou Fu Zi?"

"Small."

The old Confucian scholar sneered: "chaoqingqiu's game of chess is naturally facing everyone except swordsmen."

Chaoqingqiu, who is the strongest person in the whole world, is not small.

The old Confucian scholar said, "it's meaningless to tell you what this game of chess is. I'll just talk about a few things. I'll think about it myself. The first thing is that Chao Qingqiu opens the sky curtain in Qingtian city. The other is that Chao Qingqiu is known all over the world. He wants to leave the world. The last one is to kill several Canghai in Luoyang City."

These three things, no matter which one, are very powerful, but not many people think that it is just the fall of chaoqingqiu. The effect of these chess pieces has already made the world more complicated than before.

"In addition, Chao Qingqiu's son will be scattered too much in other places. You say this is a situation that Confucianism and Taoism began to plan more than a hundred years ago. Why can't it be that he left a son more than a hundred years ago, and he's going to end today?"

The old Confucian scholar said here, smashed his mouth, as if some regret said: "such a person, if you are a Confucian monk or Taoist monk, only afraid of the human situation, now it is more complex, but he has become a swordsman, so hard work, this will make the situation become what it is now, it is a pity."

"But even so, it's enough."

Mr. Sanqiu's face has turned pale. The old Confucian scholar talked about things above the clouds in a few words. He was a monk in the spring and Autumn period. He wanted to take charge of the affairs above the cloud, but these words were enough to arouse people's mind.

The old Confucian scholar sneered: "although this game of chess is chaoqingqiu's fall behind, there is a secret saying, but it's useless without the old monk who said that Lingshan can help him."

Speaking of this, the old Confucian sighed, "but the old monk said he was helping him, but in fact he was helping himself. The Buddhist master was in charge of the Lingshan mountain and the lantern. Otherwise, when it was time to let go, who would really like to release his hand?"

Mr. Sanqiu asked with trembling lips: "according to the old gentleman's view, after the foundation of juyu city has been broken, what else?"

After so many years of planning by Confucianism and Taoism, it must be more than juyucheng.

The old Confucian scholar sneered: "you fool, as long as juyucheng is exposed, it is equivalent to these dirty things being uncovered. No one is a fool. I can't imagine that there are other places after this?"

"As soon as this is over, real big things will happen."

The real events mentioned by the old Confucians could not be anything other than those in the clouds.

There is no doubt that saints will come from the clouds.

Mr. Sanqiu was pale and did not speak any more.

After that, the old man could not drink the wine, but he could not drink it again

In the words, the old Confucian scholars actually highly praised chaoqingqiu. Although chaoqingqiu has left the world, it is still the case.

The old Confucian sighed: "if you are still alive, it is the most interesting thing in the world."

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there was a strong wind in the North Sea, and a young man went out to sea with a woman on board.

The boat was bought, and the woman was willing to follow him.

Sitting on the deck, or willing to be a white robed boy holding a green bamboo fishing rod, looking at the floating head on the sea, but his mind is not at all concerned whether it is possible to catch fish.

The woman is cooking a pot of porridge in the cabin, which is full of fragrance.

It's just that her attention was focused on the young man in white.May be hold back half an hour, the woman is really can not hold back, this is the mouth smile way: "where do you like to fish?"

The white robed boy did not turn his head, but he had already regained his mind, looked at the fishing rod in his hand and said with a smile, "it's not difficult to fish, it's difficult to catch a big fish."

This is the North Sea, with the largest fish in the world, Kun.

Many years ago, when he was still the invincible man in this world, he killed a big demon who achieved great success in the sea. The big demon was a fish.

Looking at the sea, the white robed boy remembered the old story and said, "if you had seen that fish in the North Sea, you would have been speechless."

The woman said with a gentle smile, "I've heard of everything. You, Mr. Chao, were already invincible in the world at that time. All the saints came to see you kill the demon."

This young man in white robes is in the early autumn.

Chao Qingqiu shook his head and said, "no matter whether they come to force me to kill people, I will certainly bring out a sword on that day. It's just that the sword fell on someone's head. I can't tell. Finally, it can only fall on Beiming. I've killed a lot of sea, but only to him, I feel guilty."

It's rare to be so green in the morning and autumn.

The woman whispered, "Mr. Chao has always said that he wants to be comfortable. Is he comfortable now?"

Chao Qingqiu shook his head and said, "it's really difficult to be comfortable with such things. At least now, we can't be comfortable. If that little guy can go faster and other kids catch up, and then we can make a big thing, it will be really comfortable."

The woman can recognize that the little guy in the words should be Li Fuyao, but for others, she really can't hear it.

She wanted to say something else, but Chao Qingqiu made a gesture to her. Then he shook the fishing rod at will, and a big fish about one person long was pulled onto the boat by him.

When the big fish got on the boat, Chao Qingqiu said, "say something else."

"I used to do something in the Buddha land. I was just doing it at will. But who would have thought that this time would turn into a different one as soon as it ferments. Now, many people may be scolding me."

Speaking of this, Chao Qingqiu couldn't help laughing.

Many people are scolding him.

That must be Zhao Sheng's.

The woman didn't speak, just gentle eyes.

"But the old monk will thank me. If it wasn't for me, he would have done his best."

Although chaoqingqiu has become what it is now, in words, it is still a great event in the world. It is not the general monk who can have this pattern.

The woman took a look at the big fish and thought that chaoqingqiu had recovered many realms in a few steps outside Luoyang.

Chao Qingqiu threw the fishing rod on the deck at will and asked with a smile, "do you want to see that big fish?"

"Well?" The woman is at a loss. I don't know what Chao Qingqiu is talking about.

Chao Qingqiu laughs. A sword comes out of the cabin and enters the bottom of the North Sea. Half an hour later, a big fish appears on the sea surface in the distance.

As the ancient book says, "there are fish in Beiming, whose name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know its thousands of miles!"

This is a Kun.

The woman's mouth is wide, and the whole person can't speak. This is a Kun. Is it so big?

And the gentle expression of Chao Qingqiu for the first time.

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Lingshan is the highest mountain of Buddhist soil, so you can see far and far from the top of the mountain. At the top of this mountain, there is a Buddhist Scripture building, similar to the ascending tower of chenxieshan, which contains many scriptures.

Chan Tzu is now standing on the top floor of the Tibetan scriptures. He is a Buddhist monk. He can even listen to saints' lectures on sutras. It is very easy to stand in the Sutra building and read the Scriptures.

It's just that this time it's different from reading books on weekdays. He's with people.

The man, Huihou, is the master of the Lingshan mountain, the master of the Buddha land, and the most profound Buddhist dharma in the world.

Standing behind Huihou, Zen son looked calm, not flustered or excited.

Huihou monk opened a sutra and said, "Guan Lou, do you know what's going on at the foot of the mountain now?"

Zen son hands together, quietly response, "view the building do not know."

Huihou monk didn't betray the truth. He said frankly, "at this moment, there are many people killing people at the foot of the mountain. The sound of killing has reached my ears."

Zen son gently praised, "the master Buddha's Dharma is profound, and I don't know when I will be able to visit here."

Huihou monk said with a smile: "your qualification is not much worse than that Taoist. She is now in the spring and Autumn period. You are older than her. Although you are in the spring and Autumn period, you should still be invincible to her. If you really want to fight between you and her, you can only put it in the sea."

Chan Tzu smiles and doesn't speak. It's true that he wants to compete with ye Shengge. He really needs to be in the realm of the sea.

Huihou monk continued: "I asked you to go to Wushan to meditate before. After you came back, you never said anything and I did not ask. But today I have to ask you, what have you learned?"Zen Tzu said calmly, "I'm moved."

Huihou monk asked, "is it a matter of men and women?"

Zen Tzu nodded calmly.

"Who is that woman?"

"Gu Yuan, the seed of school reading."

Huihou monk turned around and looked at the disciple who had high hopes from the Buddha land, and then suddenly laughed, "I think of a story, and I will listen to it with you."

Zen didn't speak, just listened quietly.

"Before becoming a monk, Ananda, a Buddhist disciple, saw a young girl on the road, and since then he has been in love with him. The Buddha asked Ananda: how much do you like this woman? Anan said: I would like to incarnate in the stone bridge, which has been blown by the wind for five hundred years, exposed to the sun for five hundred years, and drenched for five hundred years. Buddha: Ananda, you just passed by. Now you have become a stone bridge, destined to stay with the wind and rain. All this you know, still only for that encounter and willing to suffer the suffering of nature. Ananda, how much do you like the woman who passes by the bridge and makes you give up your life and suffer from love

"Do you know how Ananda did it?" said Huihou monk

It is recorded in the Buddhist scriptures that the Buddha asked Ananda, but he did not say how the eminent monk Ananda replied in the end.

Instead of answering what Anan did, Chan Tzu said, "Shizu, if you want to be a disciple, you have to do a stone bridge. If you have an afterlife, you will see if there is any mistake."

Huihou monk sighed: "in fact, Ananda is smarter than you. He just walked with the girl all his life. When the girl died, he returned to Lingshan."

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