Great commercial capital.
North city gate.
The literary scholar in Confucian robes and ancient sword stepped out, with a handsome face and a tranquil aura. Like most Confucian disciples, he looked indifferent to the world and did not have a trace of the worldly atmosphere.
As Li Ziye said, the disciples of the Confucian sect are all mass-produced. They are very powerful, but they have no characteristics.
Of course, this is just someone's self-comfort due to extreme jealousy.
Wen Xiuru, as the second disciple of the contemporary Confucian sect, is second only to Bai Wangyu, the eldest disciple of the Confucian sect, in terms of status and martial arts talent.
Compared with Bai Wangyu, who has high hopes from the entire Confucian sect, Wen Xiuru is under much less pressure, and his temperament is also more casual. Even when it comes to martial arts, he usually has an attitude that it will come naturally and does not force it.
Perhaps, it was for this reason that Wen Xiuru became the first of the younger generation of the Confucian sect to enter the Five Realms, successfully breaking through all eight meridians, and his strength increased by leaps and bounds.
but.
Wen Xiuru was puzzled by the first task given by Chief Ru after entering the Five Realms.
He didn't understand what the Confucian leader meant when he said that the mission must be failed.
Isn't Brother Li on the banks of the Luoshui River, representing the Shang Dynasty, negotiating peace with the Eight Tribes of Mobei?
Could it be that the Confucian leader means that this peace talk will definitely fail?
That's not right. He couldn't get involved in the peace talks between Dashang and the Eight Tribes of Mobei. There was absolutely no need for the Confucian leader to send him there.
Can't figure it out.
In his thoughts, Wen Xiuru moved faster and faster, heading north.
On the bank of Luoshui River.
On the big tree, after the peace negotiation team of Mobei Babu and Dashang left, Sanzang was still sitting there grinding beads.
One hundred and eight beads are quite a lot, and they cannot be polished off in a short time.
The sun sets, the moon rises, and the bright moon hangs high, illuminating the river.
"Little bald donkey, aren't you done yet?"
In the distance, Li Ziye came over, sat down under the tree, and asked.
"No, it's almost over."
On the tree, Sanzang responded, holding a bead and rubbing it hard on the dragon scale.
"Is there any difference between making this thing yourself and buying it?"
Li Ziye raised his head and asked in confusion.
"certainly."
Sanzang responded, "A sincere heart leads to spiritual success. Buddha will see the sincerity of this young monk."
"Your Buddha will look at you if you are tired of it."
Li Ziye responded casually, "You have countless Buddhist monks. How can he have time to look at you, a demon monk?"
"The young monk is a disciple of Buddha."
Sanzang replied dissatisfiedly, put the polished beads on the palm of his hand, looked at them with one eye closed, and found they were quite round, so he put them aside and polished the second one.
"What's wrong with Buddha?"
Li Ziye said with a half-smile, "It's just a title, and it's not really the son of Buddha. If you are really the son of gods and Buddhas, with this relationship, don't say that you have become a monster, even if you become a murderer without blinking an eye, Devil, there will be people who will whitewash you, euphemistically calling it the experience before becoming a Buddha, and the fact that you have fallen to this point now proves that your background is not strong enough."
"Amitabha, Brother Li, how can you come up with so many fallacies?"
Sanzang stopped what he was doing and asked doubtfully.
"Is it crooked?"
Li Ziye smiled and said, "How realistic. Look at the eldest prince of our dynasty. He is obviously a half-human and half-demon monster. Isn't it because I have an emperor who can still represent the entire Shang Dynasty no matter how many mistakes he makes?" , come here to negotiate with the Eight Tribes of Mobei."
"Amitabha, it sounds quite cruel."
Sanzang clasped his hands together and said softly, "Brother Li, don't fool this young monk. His heart towards the Buddha is still very firm."
"Who has time to fool you?"
Li Ziye said with disdain, "You believe in your Buddha. There is nothing wrong with believing in Buddha. I still agree with Buddhism's philosophy of doing good. The key is not to be fooled."
"The young monk has remembered Brother Li's teachings."
Sanzang took a bead and continued to sharpen it, saying, "In the past, the young monk believed that only a Buddha with a golden body could be sincere. But now, I feel more and more that a Buddha with a clay body is the real Buddha."
"Children can be taught."
Li Ziye leaned against the big tree, crossed his legs, and said, "By the way, where are your followers?"
"Xiao Monk asked them to go to Shijiang City."
Sanzang responded, "When things here are over, the young monk will go find them."
"That's fine, they are here, and their target is too big. We have to set up a trap to deal with Tantai Jingyue, and we can't bring those drag bottles with us."
Li Ziye looked at the moon in the sky and said, "How is your injury? Does it affect your performance?"
"It doesn't affect it."
Sanzang shook his head and said, "The regeneration ability of the demon clan is far superior to that of humans. The injury is basically healed."
"I really envy."
Li Ziye said with emotion, "Hurry up and polish your beads. I've found another master from the Fifth Realm here, and we'll join forces to kill that crazy woman."
"Second Young Master Li is not here?"
Sanzang asked as he polished the third bead and put it aside.
"No."
Li Ziye shook his head slightly and said, "I came here just to tell you about this. My second brother had something to do and couldn't come, so he sent an elder in the family to help."
Having said this, Li Ziye looked at the water and said, "Uncle Chao, this is the Buddha I told you. He was the main force in killing Tantai Jingyue."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure in purple clothes was reflected in the water waves and walked out with a smile on his face and said, "I saw it just now. It is indeed not easy for a hero to emerge from a boy."
On the big tree, Sanzang looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared on the water.
When has a person been hidden here? He didn't notice at all.
Soon, Sanzang came to his senses, stood up, bowed respectfully, and said, "Young monk is polite."
On the Luoshui River, Chao Xingge didn't say anything. He suddenly moved and was in front of the Buddha.
One finger, dazzling.
Sanzang reacted instantly, and the water mirror around him shone brightly, protecting him in front of him.
He shook Bodhi with his fingers. The moment he touched it, Chao Xingge immediately stopped his hand and said with appreciation, "Yes, he is better than my young master."
Under the tree, Li Ziye couldn't help rolling his eyes and retorted, "He is in the fifth realm, and I am in the fourth realm. When I enter the fifth realm, I promise to hang him with one hand."
"Ah."
Chao Xingge smiled softly and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for that day. Okay, you continue to chat. I, an old guy, won't join in the fun with you two juniors. If someone finds out, it will be too much trouble."
After saying that, he stepped on Chao Xingge's feet, returned to Luoshui, and disappeared.
"What a powerful body skill."
Sanzang sighed as he looked at the figure that had completely disappeared on the water.
"How can we deal with Tantai Jingyue if we are not powerful?"
Li Ziye responded, suddenly, his expression was startled, and he looked into the distance.
That outfit looks so familiar.
But under the night, a young figure in Confucian robes walked towards him. After a few breaths, he was less than a hundred feet away from Luoshui.
"Little bald donkey, am I dazzled? Why does that guy look so much like Wen Xiuru?" Li Ziye rubbed his eyes and asked.
"Amitabha, Brother Li read it right."
Sanzang narrowed his eyes slightly and responded softly, "It's Donor Wen."
While the two were talking, Wen Xiuru walked up in front of Luoshui. He walked through Luoshui and came to the tree. He smiled and said, "Brother Li, Buddhist disciple, long time no see."
"Five realms!"
Li Ziye felt the ethereal aura of the guy in front of him, and his face was shocked.
His uncle's!
