In the busy street, Lin Xiaolu looked at the endless stream of pedestrians around him, the vendors selling candied haws, and the opera singers singing opera in the attics on both sides of the street, and he suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.
I never thought that in this chaotic world, there could still be such a harmonious scene. This is the familiar world in my impression.
"You Heyin Sect protects this place very well." Lin Xiaolu said to Qin Congcong who was leading the way.
"Humph, of course." The girl crossed her arms and said proudly: "Our Heyin Sect is the largest sect in Sichuan, and my grandfather is the sect leader. I heard from my father that my grandfather is only one step away from the legendary Nascent Soul. With his old man just one step away, no Japanese can get in."
Lin Xiaolu nodded when he heard this and continued walking towards the mountain in the distance.
The top of this mountain is where the Heyin Sect's sect is located, and over this mountain is where Dongying is currently located.
When the time comes, will I kill people together with the leader of the Heyin Sect, or will I act alone?
If you cooperate with others to kill people, wouldn't you look like an assassin?
Lin Xiaolu was a little confused.
"Hey! What's your name? You haven't told me your name yet."
"Lin kills people." Lin Xiaolu, who was thinking, casually said.
Hearing the name Lin Xiaolu said, the girl was stunned for a moment, and her big round eyes suddenly turned into dementia.
I didn't expect this guy's name... to be quite arrogant.
After a brief pause, the girl caught up with Lin Xiaolu and smiled happily:
"Master Sharen, you are so powerful. My grandfather must be very happy to help our Heyin Sect deal with the Japanese pirates. When you see him later, you will tell him that I recognize heroes with my discerning eyes and have invited you here to deal with Japanese pirates." Human, okay?”
Lin Xiaolu glanced at Qin Congcong in surprise when he heard this:
"You are so smart, and you still want to use this method to win your grandfather's favor?"
"Hey, who would think that he doesn't receive enough praise?"
Lin Xiaolu rolled his eyes when he heard this. He had roughly made a judgment since he had just come into contact with this silly girl who was only fifteen years old.
This silly girl is extremely weak!
He's probably only around the first or second level of Qi Condensation, so he's still stupid! The key is that she doesn't know she's stupid yet! He considers himself to be extremely smart and full of wisdom.
So she was sent by the sect to the city gate to take a look at the passing civilians. If there was an invasion from Japan, as a monk, she could use her spiritual power to notify the sect in time.
What a silly girl with a simple mind. Hey, it’s great to be young. Think about yourself, you are already sixteen years old!
Running around all day for the common people in the world, oh ~ a man’s sense of responsibility ~
Lin Xiaolu and Qin Congcong continued walking, chatting for a while, and then arrived at the mountain gate of Heyin Sect together.
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Shenzhou, Zhouguo, Qiuling Town.
A little girl wearing a gray cotton coat was dragged to her knees by her mother who was crying with joy.
Around her, all the little girl's neighbors, relatives, and residents of the entire town were kneeling and kowtowing. Everyone was crying for the joy of escaping.
The little girl looked curiously at the object of people's worship.
It was a huge green python, standing upright in the street of the town with half a huge body, and it was facing them with an emerald green snake head as big as a house.
And on top of the snake head, there was a handsome monk with a bright red body sitting cross-legged, with lowered eyebrows and chanting sutras. He looked kindly at all the rescued people below, with a sad and warm smile~
At this moment, Wujia looked at these rescued town residents and smiled happily.
It doesn't matter whether others become Buddhas or not.
It doesn't matter whether you will become a demon by breaking the precept.
The important thing is that others are still others, neither Buddha nor demon, they are still a human being. If this does not change, then that is very good...
"Master, I feel that the Japanese people have withdrawn from Zhouguo."
Liu Yuniang, who was sitting on her buttocks, observed the entire Zhou Kingdom with her unique keen perception, and then asked Wujiao:
"When will we go back to the temple?"
Wugou sat high up, looking at the scorching sun in the distance. For a long time, he sighed:
"I won't go back for the time being. I want to see my senior brother."
Liu Yuniang:......
Liu Yuniang, who didn’t know what was wrong with Wu Guan, had no choice but to persuade:
"Master, how do you know where the Japanese Nascent Soul is? And he is a serious Nascent Soul power. Why don't you go and die?"
"It's okay to ask the soldiers who have fought against the Zhou Kingdom and the Japanese. You should be able to know where they are."
"But what happens after you ask?" Liu Yuniang's face bulged with anger:
"You went to find your senior brother, and then he was killed and you went to bliss early?"
Wugou shook his head: "If you don't reach bliss as a teacher, you will go to hell as a teacher."
Hearing this, Liu Yuniang was almost stunned, but she knew that her little master had a problem in his head, so she could only comfort her in a soft voice: "Master, although you killed someone and broke the precepts, it's not like that." Those who go to hell after death.”
Wujia, who was covered in blood, smiled and continued to shake his head:
"If I don't go to hell, who will save my senior brother?"
Liu Yuniang:? ? ?
At the same time, Sichuan Kingdom, Heyin Sect, Linghe Hall
Lin Xiaolu stood in the center of the spacious lobby. In front of him, there were a room full of monks, almost all of whom were middle-aged. Sitting in the middle was an old man with gray hair and a childlike face. Next to the old man, Qin Congcong also had a well-behaved look on his face. Stand.
In the room, a group of middle-aged monks looked at Lin Xiaolu for a while, and soon one of them said impatiently:
"Cong'er, is this the strong man you are talking about? Someone who came all the way from other cities?"
"That's right." Qin Congcong said with a cute smile: "The Taoist Master is very strong and can crush the ground with just one kick."
"Pfft~ What kind of skill is this?" Another middle-aged monk sneered disdainfully: "As long as you reach the foundation building level, you can use your spiritual power to stimulate gold and crack rocks."
After saying that, the middle-aged man looked Lin Xiaolu up and down, cupped his hands and said with a smile:
"Fellow Taoist, don't be offended. The current period is special. If you are willing to help, our Heyin Sect is naturally very welcoming. However, the dog girl killed the Japanese monks in several cities along the way. This is really unbelievable. After all, Fellow Taoist seems to have no spiritual power, is Fellow Taoist a martial artist?"
Lin Xiaolu nodded: "Yes, I am a martial arts practitioner."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present had a look of contempt on their faces. Qin Congcong on the side was also a little confused when he saw this. She was young and still didn't understand why her father and uncle despised Wu Fu. She just wanted to speak for Lin Xiaolu, but the main The old man who had been silent all this time suddenly raised his hand.
As soon as he raised his hand, the monks sitting down stopped smiling.
On the main seat, the old man with gray hair and boyish face looked at Lin Xiaolu, and said hesitantly:
"This... little friend Lin Kaoren, do you think you are here specifically to hunt Japanese people?"
"Yeah." The young man responded.
The old man nodded and continued:
"Behind Heyin Mountain is the former General City of the Jin Kingdom.
There are no Chinese people there anymore. "
After speaking the slightly heavy words, everyone in the room fell silent, and Lin Xiaolu's eyes gradually lowered.
In the spacious house, the old man continued:
"The Japanese mortal army currently stationed in Jiangwei City has more than 30,000 people. Of course, this is nothing to our Immortal Cultivation Sect.
But they still have hundreds of Japanese monks at the Foundation Establishment Realm, and a total of twenty monks at the Core Formation Realm. "
The old man opened his withered palms to Lin Xiaolu and smiled bitterly:
“Although our Heyin Sect is pretty good among the second-rate immortal cultivating sects, we only have less than ten disciples in the pill-forming realm.
Although I am only one step away from the Nascent Soul, I am still not the Nascent Soul after all. Under the same level, I cannot fight one against ten.
So, fellow slasher, what kind of combat power do you have? "
