As if leaping out of the sea of suffering in an instant, Watson couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
This sword slash is like cutting off a mountain, cutting off a river, cutting off a mountain of wind and snow...
Fly across with one sword, and the other shore is in front of you.
A ray of starlight turned into a rain of swords, which went straight up to the sky to kill the dragon.
Almost at that moment, this ray of light rushed into the sky, crossed the sky, and shone across the entire night sky.
The old Taoist priest sighed and said with a smile: "This Watson... will be an interesting guy in the future. How about you accept him as your disciple?"
The old monk smiled and said: "His sword flew across the other side, but it was the Buddhist sword technique for subduing demons!"
The old Taoist priest sighed and said leisurely: "If you want to become a Buddha, you must first become a demon. This child is really in a sea of suffering, fighting desperately to get out."
Starlight fell from the sky and swallowed up the ray of light that Watson cut out in an instant, without causing any impact on Tianxuan Continent.
[In view of the general environment,
Even Watson didn't know that from this moment on, his demon-conquering sword technique had the meaning of subduing demons.
Just like what the old Taoist said, Watson, who is harboring evil spirits, is walking between becoming a Buddha with one thought and becoming a devil with one thought.
Only with this state of mind could he use a sword technique that he couldn't understand to strike straight into the sky.
It's a pity that at this time, the coachman and the two horses have already fallen asleep, and even Zhu Jiu from Phoenix Mountain has also fallen asleep.
No one cheered for Watson, only the two old men above the sky were silently cheering for him.
Not far ahead is the Youhe River.
When they reach Youhe River, the coachman will return to his homeland, and Watson will also buy a boat and go down to his hometown to see if his parents who have traveled around the world have come back.
That night, Watson had a dream.
I dreamed of the young monk who had left long ago at the foot of Wentian Peak, the ancestor of Yunqi Temple.
Although the two of them were relatively speechless, Watson understood what the little monk meant.
Not to mention the storm in Tianxuan Tianlu, the cause and effect under Wentian Peak is still waiting for him to complete. This is also the reason why he brought his sister back to this world.
This time, Watson didn't say anything about debts, and he didn't even know that the cause and effect of Wentian Peak would one day become the cause and effect of the entire Tianxuan Continent.
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Traveling all the way over mountains and ridges.
Watson dug out a monk's robe that he had worn in Yunqi Temple and put it on, a pair of mango shoes and a bamboo hat. Now Watson was a monk of Yunqi Temple.
At this moment, the carriage drove into Donghe Town at the foot of Duanlong Mountain on the edge of Youhe River.
After paying the driver's fare, the driver left happily.
On the way home, he would take the avenue from Fenghuang Mountain to the Academy, and pick up a few more guests on the way to earn more travel expenses.
After eating a bowl of noodles, Watson went all the way to the dock of Donghe Town. He was looking for a passing boat to go downstream to Wangcun Town.
Spring is warm, flowers are blooming, green willows are shading both sides of the river bank, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, making people look very comfortable.
However, Watson was not happy.
There was no boat on the pier, so if he wanted to buy a boat and go down there, he might be in vain today.
And he didn't want to stay here too long. He didn't know if the imperial army from the academy or the imperial city would catch up at the next moment.
At this time, he had just read a Buddhist scripture and did not want to swing his sword to kill people by the Youhe River. He just wanted to go home early.
See if my parents are back.
Looking at You rushing away in front of him, Watson couldn't help but feel worried.
Is it possible that we really have to fight with the chasing soldiers here?
There are always some coincidences and some incredible things in the world that happen unexpectedly...
Just as Watson, who was wearing a bamboo hat and groaning on the pier, sounded not far behind him.
The sound of horses' hooves clattering on wheels.
Watson looked at the river in front of him quietly, without turning his head to see who was looking at him?
Even so, he still couldn't bear it
Zhu sighed quietly.
Unexpectedly, he detoured hundreds of miles and took a deserted path, but still did not escape the pursuit from the academy.
I wonder if you are the demon wolves in the desert?
Unexpectedly, Murong Anran and Nalan Qiuxue from the academy did not come, but Murong Lengyan, an elder, chased an unknown woman all the way to the small town at the foot of Duanlong Mountain.
This made him feel very angry. Could it be that he had a grudge against the academy in his previous life?
After getting off the carriage, Murong Lengyan took her senior sister Long Qiuju all the way to the dock. She wanted to see if Watson was there?
By the way, I asked the guys at the dock if there would be any ships leaving in the next two days.
Before she could say hello to the guys nearby, she looked at the bamboo hat on her head, wearing a monk's robe and mango shoes, and stared at Youhe's dazed back...
There are no boats at the pier, but there is a monk standing blankly...
For a moment, Murong Lengyan couldn't help but glance at Watson's body.
So, the smart woman tried to shout: "Watson, why are you here? Why is there no boat at this pier?"
With a wry smile, Watson looked at the long river and replied: "Is Elder Murong going to repay the debt he owed back then?"
It stands to reason that when Watson rescued a group of disciples from the academy who were trapped in the secret realm of Kunlun, Murong Lengyan, as an elder, not only did not say thank you, but also condoned Murong Anran. A sneak attack on yourself.
Whether privately or publicly, Watson hated this woman very much.
Whether it was when he broke through the secret realm of Kunlun, or when he killed Kunlun and rushed out of the imperial city, or even stepped through the death storm. This kind of Watson is enough for the monks in the entire Tianxuan Continent to miss him.
After all, not many monks from Kunlun and the Imperial City survived the storm in the desert that night. It is estimated that these guys will eventually bear all these debts on their own heads.
However, Murong Lengyan was different.
Before Watson could turn around, she said to the woman behind her: "Senior sister, this is Watson, a disciple of Master Lochen of Yunqi Temple..."
"Watson, what about your cultivation? Why have you become a mortal again after three years?"
Murong Lengyan looked at Watson quietly. She remembered what Murong Anran said, Watson was useless.
Sighing, Watson turned around, looked at her and replied coldly: "Is it possible that the elders of the academy are colluding with the evil thieves in Kunlun?"
From this moment on, Watson no longer regarded Kunlun as a peerless sect that transcended the world.
After the Battle of Kunlun, a mystery was left for monks all over the world, that is, did Watson of Yunqi Temple have any cultivation level?
The most important thing is, where has Watson been in the past few years? Will he come back for revenge?
You must know that there were many people who owed Watson favors. If you really count them carefully, most of the monks who chased him back then were ungrateful people.
When Murong Lengyan heard this, he couldn't help but sneer.
I thought that since you have no cultivation and have become a mortal, of course you can kill Watson who is at the end of his rope.
Then go to Jiashi Imperial City and Kunlun to put forward your own requirements.
Murong Lengyan's senior sister Long Qiuju also frowned slightly. In her opinion, it would be a disgrace to the academy's reputation for her senior sister to attack a mortal junior without spiritual power.
She even needs only to move her fingers to kill Watson.
After thinking about it, Murong Lengyan replied: "You are currently wanted by Kunlun and Jiashi Imperial City. Where else can you escape? You'd better come back with me obediently!"
Watson's lake-like state of mind did not cause the slightest ripples.
After these days of recuperation, the wound on his chest has almost healed, not to mention that he has mastered the second form of the Demon-Conquering Sword Technique.
As long as he draws his sword, it will be done in one go, at least three swords can be struck in succession!
Not to mention three swords, even one sword, I'm afraid even Murong Lengyan's cultivation level wouldn't be able to take it.
So he laughed.
A thrilling sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, he looked at his toes and replied quietly: "Well, you can give it a try!"
"Ridiculous!"
Murong Lengyan was irritated by Watson. The furious woman flew over and struck Watson with a sword like a thunderous giant.
Watson didn't tolerate him, and didn't even lift the bamboo hat on his head, so he turned around and slapped Murong Lengyan with his palm.
"Bang!" A voice sounded.
Watson's whole body became like a fallen leaf floating in the wind, and under the gaze of the two women, he flew back two feet in an instant.
Murong Lengyan was stunned, and she felt helpless.
It was as if her palm was slapping in the wind, in the water, or on cotton. Watson did not spit out a mouthful of blood and dye the monk's robe on his chest red as she imagined.
Watson was like a leaf, blown back by a gust of wind, without making any big noise.
Even though his cultivation was incomplete, his Buddhist formless golden body was still there, so how could Murong Lengyan's palm hurt him?
I have to say that Watson's temper has improved a lot now.
This was because he had been reading and reciting Buddhist scriptures along the way, which made him feel much calmer. Otherwise, he would have shown his terrifying side with just one palm.
Murong Lengyan couldn't help but groaned, and slapped her again!
Watson took a deep breath, stood firmly on the bluestone beside the dock, and faced him with a backhand palm.
With a sound of "Puff!", this time Murong Lengyan flew back instantly.
Before she even hit the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, instantly staining the skirt on her chest as red as snow.
If we fight again, Watson will show no mercy!
If Watson, who is like a diamond, turns his palm into a sword and cuts Murong Lengyan's palm in an instant, even the elders of the academy will vomit blood in a fight.
Until then, Watson still didn't raise his head.
Instead, he scolded him coldly: "If you don't want to be a good dean of the academy, you have to be Kunlun's lackey. Murong Lengyan, don't you think it's embarrassing?"
"Junior sister, be careful!"
Just when Murong Lengyan was about to fall to the ground, Long Qiuju, who was also the elder of the academy, flew over and caught the falling junior sister.
Looking at Watson in disbelief, he asked, "Are you really a disciple of Buddhism?"
At the edge of the pier, Watson, dressed in monk's robes, stood motionless, like a King Kong in a temple.
Looking at this elder who was also from the academy, Watson quietly replied: "So what? You want to take action with me too? Come on, you can take action together!"
Whirring, the wind on the Youhe River became louder and louder, making Watson's monk's clothes rustle.
In Long Qiuju's eyes, no one could match Watson's current demeanor even if all the disciples in the academy put together.
Unlike Murong Lengyan, she usually just practiced quietly in the academy, and she had never even seen Watson's appearance back then.
After staring blankly for a while, Long Qiuju sighed: "I heard that you were also a disciple of the academy back then..."
When Watson heard this, he became angry and replied coldly: "Don't... I had already completed the separation from the academy back then. I am not qualified to be a disciple of the academy."
Long Qiuju sighed and smiled bitterly: "Right now, all the monks in Tianxuan are chasing you. Even if you return to Yunqi Temple, I'm afraid your master won't be able to protect you."
Upon hearing this, Watson sneered disapprovingly.
He scolded: "When the disciples of the academy were trapped in the Kunlun Secret Realm, why didn't the elders come out to rescue your disciples? Come on, let's calculate the debt you owed me back then!"
Watson's words were like a slap in the face mercilessly on the faces of Long Qiuju and Murong Lengyan.
superior.
Even if they wanted to deny what happened back then, it would be impossible because it was a major event known to the whole world.
The moment Murong Lengyan heard this and was about to run away, there was an earth-shattering sound of horse hooves in the wind...
