cost?
What more could I pay?
The little monk was about to cry.
His body collapsed on the ground and he tried hard to push himself up, but he felt so weak.
It seems that apart from what Xu Xiaoshou said just now, taking off all the clothes and throwing them out to feed the dogs, it is difficult to find any other so-called "prices", right?
"Xu Xiaoshou!"
Mu Zixi finally couldn't stand it anymore, "How can you bully someone? He's just a child!"
"Bully?"
Xu Xiaoshou was amused, "Junior sister, can you please wake up? Senior brother, I am standing up for you."
"Can……"
Mu Zixi hesitated for a moment.
That’s right!
I was being hunted for no reason. Isn't it just what I dreamed of having such a senior brother to help me stand out?
But……
Seeing this little monk being completely defeated step by step from his words to his heart under Xu Xiaoshou's eyes, in the end even the remaining treasures on his body were taken away.
If he didn't stop him, wouldn't the monk even have his skin left in the end?
"This one has gone too far..."
The little girl muttered.
The little monk was so miserable.
Even if she is actually the victim, she can't help but feel sympathy at this moment.
"How about forgetting it?"
"He's already such an idiot..." Mu Zixi pointed at the little monk on the ground and said timidly.
"Yeah, yeah." Bu Le nodded desperately.
At this time, he looked at the female benefactor whom he thought was a devil, and his eyes were so kind.
"What kind of guy can he be?"
Xu Xiaoshou rolled his eyes: "There are many people with broken arms and legs. They also have two eyes and one nose, and the whole person is intact. It's good for you. You make it sound like I have done something inhumane."
Bu Le: "..."
Mu Zixi: "..."
Everyone present was speechless.
This Xu Xiaoshou...
It's true that you didn't do any actual harm.
But through his words and deeds, didn’t you see that the young monk’s entire soul was scarred with holes?
"Prison Sky Magic Wand, Buddha-Slaying Knife..."
Yu Zhiwen murmured.
Her attention was not on these small details at all, but after thinking for a while, she asked in surprise: "Are you a disciple of the Buddhist Sect of the Western Regions?"
"Uh...right." Bu Le hesitated and turned to look.
He had noticed this beautiful big sister for a long time.
But there was no conversation between the two parties at that time, and he couldn't speak, so he didn't know the origin of this eldest sister...well, the female donor.
But it seemed that after his remarks, Xu Xiaoshou remained unmoved.
On the other hand, look at this female donor.
Is this the only person present who recognizes his identity?
"I have a grudge against the Buddha..."
Yu Zhiwen muttered again, frowned and asked: "If a Buddha has resentment, his prison will be full, and the sky without tears in Beihuai will be hurt... Is the master you are talking about the 'Resentment Buddha' correct?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Bule, the little monk, nodded vigorously.
Very good!
There's help now!
Finally, an acquaintance knows the origin of Master!
He said in surprise: "Do you know my master?"
"I know him, but it's impossible for him to know me." Yu Zhiwen smiled and said, "I just heard the legend of 'The Resentful Buddha'."
"Like this..." The little monk's eyes suddenly dimmed.
right.
Master has been gone for so many years.
This female donor is so young, how could she really know her!
I am really... whimsical.
"What riddles are you playing?" Xu Xiaoshou looked over curiously, "What are these sentences talking about?"
Yu Zhiwen smiled lightly: "Haven't you heard of it? The legend of the ten thrones in the Central Realm."
"Ten seats?"
Xu Xiaoshou was startled.
He had indeed heard of this title.
If I remember correctly, it seems that the Eighth Sword Immortal is also among them?
"So, does this have something to do with those...folks you mentioned about having a grudge?" Xu Xiaoshou raised an eyebrow.
"certainly."
Yu Zhiwen said: "Perhaps the most widely spread in the Eastern Region is the legend of the Eighth Sword Immortal."
"But the fight for the ten seats in the Central Region back then was really bloody."
"His master..."
Yu Zhiwen pointed at the young monk and said: "The gold content of his master's ten thrones is almost the highest in history. Almost all the powerful people in the five regions of the mainland are dispatched just to compete for those ten supreme thrones."
"The poem I'm talking about is just a little password given to the bards who did good deeds back then, arranged according to the ten names."
"Who are they?" Xu Xiaoshou immediately became interested.
Yu Zhiwen breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of fascination in his eyes, and softly chanted:
"Qui Lei Han, the eight masters, the gods and ghosts are unpredictable in the sky."
"Gou Wuyue, my daughter is fragrant, she will break through the world of mortals and fight against ghosts."
"If the Buddha has resentment, his prison will be full, and the sky without tears in the North Sophora japonica will be hurt."
"When the moon is drunk, there is no residual hatred, half love for the common people and half coldness!"
She tilted her head and said with a smile, "Is it easy to remember?"
"It's really easy to remember..."
Xu Xiaoshou echoed unconsciously, feeling slightly dazed.
In just a few words, he not only heard several familiar names.
Even in this few words, we can still appreciate a little bit of the splendor of that era when geniuses emerged in large numbers, as well as the clanging sound of swords and swords.
This bard's singing is too good!
"Ten seats, ten people?" he asked.
"Yes." Yu Zhiwen nodded, "In a word, one person."
"hiss."
Xu Xiaoshou finally fully understood the origin of this little monk.
Do you have any grievances against the Buddha?
If a Buddha has a grudge, the prison should be full?
He looked at the little monk who collapsed on the ground in disbelief.
This guy has such a big background?
The Eighth Sword Immortal is also one of the ten thrones.
Let’s put it another way…
Isn't this young monk equivalent to the direct disciple of the Eighth Sword Immortal?
"Nima..."
Xu Xiaoshou was going crazy.
At this moment, he suddenly had the idea of returning the "Prison Sky Magic Wand" and "Buddha Killing Knife".
It's easy to ask for Buddha, but it's difficult to send Buddha!
Now that this handful of wool has been harvested, what will happen if someone comes to settle the accounts in the future?
Bu Le looked at the shock in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes and completely saw the respect this guy had for his master.
His chubby face wrinkled, and his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile.
"How about it? My master is very powerful!"
Xu Xiaoshou looked at this guy's proud look, as if he could even read what he was thinking.
——Now that you know the identity of my master, you still dare to mess with me?
He immediately felt unhappy, "Little guy, your master is so powerful, is this how you embarrass him?"
"He violated all the three precepts of Buddhism and almost became a demon."
"Are you embarrassed to speak?"
Xu Xiaoshou tugged at the corner of his mouth and said bitterly: "If it were me in your place, I would be so ashamed now that I would just commit suicide on the spot."
Bu Le: "..."
His smile faltered.
For a moment, my cheeks were red, and I was about to find a crack in the ground to get sprayed.
"Xu Xiaoshou."
Mu Zixi shouted again, with a little more worry in her eyes.
I didn't know that the little monk had such a great background before, so I could let Xu Xiao teach this little guy a lesson.
but now……
Nothing happened to me.
The opponent's background is so strong.
My senior brother, there is really no need to offend others just to stand up for him.
"It's out of the way."
Xu Xiaoshou knew what this girl was thinking.
He didn't care much either.
It can be seen that the little monk's tutor is actually quite good, and he is a master who knows right from wrong.
I just gave him some enlightenment to help him understand his own demonic obstacles and even break them.
This kind of kindness cannot be said to be unimportant.
In the final analysis, Buhuo has come to this point because he is too young, too willful, and insists on having his own way. He has no bad intentions.
"Ten seats..."
Instead, Xu Xiaoshou was attracted by the ten seats.
He came back to his senses and asked: "You said that these ten little passwords are arranged according to ranking."
"Then what kind of character is the 'Quirehan' in the first sentence?"
"Can he be ranked ahead of the Eighth Sword Immortal?"
Xu Xiaoshou was filled with disbelief.
In the Eastern Region.
Even the Eighth Sword Immortal, who was rumored to be so miraculous across the entire continent, was only ranked second?
So what kind of person is this number one?
"Quirehan..."
Yu Zhiwen's eyes showed a look of respect.
"Qui Lei Han, the Eight Masters, the gods and ghosts are unpredictable in the sky!"
"This senior is not only ranked before the Eighth Sword Immortal."
"With him here, the current master of the main hall of the Holy Temple can only retreat to third place..."
Only then did Xu Xiaoshou react.
really.
This awesome man has surpassed the two strongest combatants he knows so far!
A kendo.
A secret technique.
They are all extremely awesome people.
"So, who is he?" Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but asked again.
Yu Zhiwen calmed down and then said slowly: "Kui Leihan's real name is Cao Yihan, and he is an artifact builder. The reason why he ranks first among the ten..."
After a pause, Yu Zhiwen suddenly frowned.
"Actually, the ranking of the ten seats should not be like this. Many people fight until the end and basically have no intention of fighting anymore."
"It's like loving the common people at the bottom and hating the rest of the world at the end."
"One is one of the three emperors of the Holy Temple today, and the other has mastered the attribute of time."
"In a real fight, even the Eighth Sword Immortal may not be his opponent."
"Time?" Xu Xiao was shocked.
He had heard about the properties of space.
Ye Xiaotian is.
But time...
The only person I have seen so far who can use some abilities related to time rules seems to be the Nine Musketeers among the Three Musketeers, right?
This is just scratching the surface.
So, in this world, does anyone really master the attribute of "time"?
Xu Xiaoshou was speechless.
This talent...
Sure enough, comparing people to each other will only make people angry!
"So?" he asked, "So, why is Quirehan the first?"
Yu Zhiwen brought back the topic and said: "The reason why Kuileihan ranked first is because he used a power that was unparalleled in the world during the competition for the ten seats at that time."
"A product that spans the ages, a power that has never appeared before!"
"What power?"
This time, not only Xu Xiaoshou was attracted.
Even Mu Zixi, the little monk, Xu Xiaoji, who was curled up in a corner in the distance, and Ajie, who liked to study, stretched their necks and listened.
"Psychic power!"
Yu Zhiwen said calmly: "At the beginning, it was just telepathy. Later, after the battle, after enlightenment, Que Leihan completely transformed it into a new form of power - thorough spiritual telepathy!"
"Psychic power?"
"Touching Shen Nian?"
Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.
He felt his head buzzing, as if something was coming through.
"Could the telepathy you're talking about be..."
"What is it?" Yu Zhiwen turned his head.
"No."
Xu Xiaoshou breathed out and thought of his ten-segment sword fingers and the "mind power" he had enlightened in Tianxuan Sect.
Will it be... the same kind?
Yu Zhiwen didn't take it seriously and continued to explain: "Thought power is a special power that combines one's own form, energy, and spirit to transform thoughts into substance."
"This kind of power can only be considered okay."
"Although in terms of conceptual output, it really surpasses all previous ideas."
"But in terms of actual strength, when it comes to spiritual skills that can truly destroy the world, it can only be called 'not bad'."
"But 'Touching Shen Nian' is different."
Yu Zhiwen exclaimed in amazement, and then said: "On the basis of the original telepathy, the mind of the soul is added with the thoughts of the spiritual master, and it completely communicates with the way of heaven."
"Moreover, it can also intercept in a short time... no, it should be said that it completely controls part of the power of heaven!"
"Control..."
Yu Zhiwen said that he couldn't believe it, but he continued.
“Isn’t the power to control the way of heaven the power of God?”
"Who can believe this?"
"No one believes it!" she asked herself.
"So, when everyone didn't believe it at the time, Que Leihan used his own thunder attribute, combined with his telekinesis, to communicate with the way of heaven, and then transformed into the original body of the first generation of the God of Punishment - God of Punishment and Tribulation!"
"God of Punishment, Punishment and Tribulation..."
She shook her head, her eyes full of admiration: "The emergence of this first-generation Pure Spiritual Mind really overturned the previous power system, and successfully allowed Que Leihan at that time to master the power of Taixu with his ability to cut the path. force."
"He even stole a trace of the divine power above the Holy Emperor!"
"With this kind of divine power, I heard that even half-saints have to avoid the edge temporarily when encountering it!"
"hiss!"
The whole place suddenly gasped.
Even the little monk Bu Le was shocked at this moment.
His master is indeed the ten-seat Buddha with a grudge.
But he left early, and he rarely revealed the legends about his peak period.
So much so that he was unhappy about such secrets and basically didn't know anything about them.
In the past, I only knew that Master was very powerful, but I didn’t know how powerful Master was.
But now, he understands.
To be able to be ranked in the top ten ranks with a person who can threaten the semi-saints in the Dao-killing realm, Master, you are so awesome... uh, you are so powerful!
Xu Xiaoshou's thinking is completely different from Buhue.
What shocked him was the "power of thought".
According to what Yu Zhiwen said, the power he had previously comprehended in Tianxuan Sect was indeed the initial form of "Penetrating Divine Thought".
but!
Isn’t this what you learned from the “Ten Sword Fingers”?
Isn't this what the Eighth Sword Immortal realized by himself?
Why did he get involved with Quirehan?
some of……
"The telepathy you are talking about, ah, no, the power of penetrating the mind, punishing gods and punishing tribulations? Is it really what Kuileihan himself understood, and didn't he plagiarize other people's achievements?" Xu Xiaoshou was surprised and suspicious.
"Plagiarism?"
Yu Zhiwen was immediately amused.
"As the founder of the first generation of Cheshen Nian, how can you use the word 'plagiarism' to describe it?"
“Who could he plagiarize from?”
"Who can provide him with 'plagiarized' ideas?"
"In other words, all the second-generation Toshinian that appears in the world today have truly plagiarized Que Leihan's ideological crystallization."
"It's just that, in terms of strength, there are very few people who can reach the level of the first-generation Pure Soul Mind."
As she spoke, her eyes suddenly focused on Bu Le, and she said with a smile: "Little monk, if I read correctly, the golden Buddha's light that bloomed on your body just now should be the 'Through God Thought', right?"
"Uh..." Bu Le's face turned red.
Plagiarism…
He couldn't accept the word.
Yu Zhiwen turned to look at Xu Xiaoshou: "The 'wish power' of the Buddhist sect is the second generation of the mind of the gods. It is developed by the resentful Buddha based on the first generation of the mind of the gods, 'punishment of gods and punishments', combined with his own Buddhism." from."
"There are very few existences in this world that can compete with the first generation of Toshen Nian."
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.
No wonder.
No wonder the virtual image behind the little monk appeared just now, and the Buddha's light burst out all over his body.
He couldn't even stabilize himself even with the "reverse shock" of the Grandmaster's body, and was suddenly thrown away.
"The second generation of Toshen Nian?"
He murmured and suddenly asked: "Besides the 'wish power' of the Western Region Buddhist Sect you mentioned, among the second-generation Cheshen Nian, what else is more famous?"
Yu Zhiwen smiled and said, "You are a sword cultivator. You should ask yourself this question."
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.
He reacted immediately and exclaimed.
"Jian Nian?"
"right!"
Yu Zhiwen smiled and nodded.
"According to legend, the Eighth Sword Immortal and Que Lei Han are close friends."
"This sword thought was developed by him based on Que Leihan's 'God Punishment Tribulation' and after the two of them discussed it together. It belongs to the most pinnacle existence of the second generation of the God of Punishment."
"Qui Leihan used the spiritual refiner's method to penetrate into the divine mind."
"The Eighth Sword Immortal is different. He is both a spiritual refiner and an ancient sword cultivator."
"With the thought of trying to surpass his predecessors, he did not use the so-called spiritual refiner to enter the Tao, but purely used the most direct condensation of mind power."
"Then, Shengsheng used the ancient sword cultivation method to completely understand the system of 'Sword Mind'."
"It's different from other pure thoughts."
"If we want to talk about the pure form of 'Shen Shen Nian', even Que Leihan himself calls 'Sword Nian' the number one."
"Furthermore, unlike the second-generation Toshen Nian of other spiritual masters, this 'Sword Nian' that belongs exclusively to the way of swordsmanship is second only to the number one position."
Yu Zhiwen raised a finger, "This is the only one!"
"I see……"
Xu Xiaoshou finally understood what he had just understood.
Dare to go around and around, this is the origin of my own telepathy.
He suddenly remembered something again.
Jian Nian, since he is the only one in this family.
Doesn't that mean that its cultivation method is unique to this family?
His pupils suddenly shrank, and Xu Xiaoshou felt that he had discovered a blind spot.
"Jian Nian, how to practice?"
As soon as this funny question came out, not only the young monk, but also Mu Zixi was confused.
"Xu Xiaoshou, are you stupid? If you ask others how to practice sword reading, don't you just..."
"Well?"
As soon as she spoke, she was stunned.
yes!
Xu Xiaoshou, how could you read Jian Nian?
Yu Zhiwen glanced at Xu Xiaoshou strangely.
She was still immersed in the glory and magnificence of the past era and couldn't extricate herself. She didn't think of this for a moment and just said softly:
"Jian Nian, there is indeed a way of cultivation that has been passed down, but it's a pity that I don't know how to do it."
"It is said that after the Eighth Sword Immortal understood the meaning of swordsmanship, he combined all the essence of ancient sword cultivation and wrote a book called "The Sword Watching Code"."
"If you want to practice this sword reading, you can only find the lost "Sword Observation Code"."
"You ask about this... eh?"
She suddenly stopped talking.
Xu Xiaoshou...can also read the sword!
Yu Zhiwen:? ? ?
"Your sword thought..."
Rub rub rub.
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked and retreated one after another.
He could hear nothing.
When the words "Guan Sword Code" appeared, his mind buzzed again and he completely understood everything.
"Sloppy uncle!"
"That sloppy uncle gave him the "Sword Viewing Code"..."
"so!"
Xu Xiaoshou stared in disbelief.
So, I actually met the Eighth Sword Immortal?
That person is the Eighth Sword Immortal? !
"No, no!"
Xu Xiaoshou overturned his reasoning in an instant.
The Eighth Sword Immortal is that uncle.
So where should I place the "Saint Slave" masked man I originally speculated on?
It's impossible. These two guys really fulfilled the most impossible reasoning in their hearts...
"They are the same person?"
"The Holy Slave was created by the Eighth Sword Immortal?"
"Oh My God……"
Xu Xiaoshou felt like his brain was turning into mush!
"Xu Xiaoshou?"
"Xu Xiaoshou!"
"Being called, passive value, +1."
"Being called, passive value, +1."
"..."
The sound in his ears became louder and louder. Xu Xiaoshou came to his senses and looked at Yu Zhiwen and Mu Zixi looking at him with worried expressions.
"I'm fine."
He waved his hand quickly.
"I know you're fine." That's not what Yu Zhiwen is worried about. "What did you think of..."
"No."
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head, and for a moment he couldn't even say another word.
"The Eighth Sword Immortal?"
"No." Xu Xiaoshou denied.
"Um……"
Yuzhi Wen Xing narrowed his eyes and was frightened by his own speculation, but he immediately overturned it.
"It can't be the Eighth Sword Immortal."
"The "Sword Viewing Code" has been lost long ago, but there are still some methods of practicing sword reading. Although it is incomplete, there are still two places where it can be found."
"Perhaps, what you got is an incomplete method of practicing sword reading from those two places."
Lost...
Xu Xiaoshou thought to himself that there was nothing missing.
At that time, the sloppy uncle killed the red dog with two fingers, and an ancient book was photographed in front of him.
What is missing here?
This is the original version of "Guanjian Canon"!
"Where?"
He didn't show it, but followed the words and asked.
"See the Moon Immortal City and the Sword Tomb." Yu Zhiwen said.
"Um?"
Xu Xiaoshou came to his senses immediately.
Sword burial mound?
He remembered that the Three Musketeers seemed to come from here, right?
right.
They can also read swordsmanship...
"Tell me about it?" Xu Xiaoshou raised his head and ended his thinking.
"Shenyue Immortal City was actually established in the past few decades, but it has become very popular. It is about to take over the title of the number one sword cultivator force in the Eastern Region."
"Because its founder, I heard, is the registered disciple of the Eighth Sword Immortal."
"If the "Guan Sword Code" is lost, the most likely place it will appear is Shenyue Immortal City."
"As for the sword burial mound..."
"The Sword Burial Tomb is a place that has been passed down from ancient times to the present. It was originally a mountain named 'East Mountain'."
"But because the fate of thousands of swords in the world gathered together and collapsed, it was also called the 'Sword Tomb'."
"Speaking of the Sword Burial Tomb..."
Yu Zhiwen said, paused, and a smile appeared on his face.
"There is a very interesting legend in the Sword Tomb."
"What legend?" Xu Xiaoshou looked at it.
"Actually, it's not a legend, it's a fact."
The smile on Yu Zhiwen's face became even wider.
"The leaders of each generation in the Sword Burial Tomb are called 'sword-bearing men', and this generation of sword-bearing man Wen Ting is a friend who he made friends with before the Eighth Sword Immortal became famous and traveled around the world together."
"He's strong."
"But to what extent it is strong, no one knows."
"Because no matter how strong he is, as long as he is a swordsman, no one can match him under the light of the Eighth Sword Immortal."
"But his light will eventually be seen by the world..."
"It was exactly after the death of the Eighth Sword Immortal!"
Yu Zhiwen failed.
"Why?"
Undoubtedly, the interest of several people present was aroused.
"because……"
Yu Zhiwen covered his mouth, with an unstoppable smile on his face.
She seemed to be imitating the tone of the storyteller at that time, with a hint of mischief and teasing in her tone.
"Because it was the death of the Eighth Sword Immortal that the world discovered..."
"Ah! It turns out that the one who killed the five realms with the Eighth Sword Immortal was not only the sword holder of Yue Lian, the most famous sword, but also one of the Seven Sword Immortals?"
…
PS: According to legend, there are so many monthly passes...
