"Junior brothers, hello."
"I have arrived in the Southern Wilderness, traveled three thousand miles, passed through the two countries of Qingqiu and Yuyuan, and finally today, I found the treasured place of spreading Dharma in the Southern Wilderness."
"Davari Country!"
"Dawari's clan is also a clan of bears. Their hearts are sincere, their strength is strong, and they have the style of Shaolin martial arts that is both skillful and skillful."
“Although there is no human being with the skill of sudden enlightenment, it does have the foundation of gradual enlightenment.”
"What I preached was the Mahayana Buddhism in Journey to the West. The whole family rejoiced and everyone responded."
"I just lament that I have more than enough heart but not enough strength."
"I hope all the fellow Shaolin disciples will spare no effort and come to help me!"
"Adamo!"
After writing the letter, Adamo thought about it and added another sentence——
"Those who are not strong-minded should walk around Qingqiu and Yuyuan. Remember this!"
After writing this sentence, Adamo felt a little more at ease, leaving his own unique soul mark on it.
After doing all this, Adamo carefully took out another wooden box from the storage order.
This was something the Marquis specially asked someone to deliver to him after he knew his plan.
Opening the wooden box, there was a folded piece of paper inside. Then unfold the paper, and there are three big characters on it, like dragons and phoenixes, exuding the majesty of the avenue——
"Nan, Shao, Lin"
"Master Marquis, I, Adamo, will definitely live up to your expectations!" Adamo looked at the powerful characters and swore secretly in his heart.
Propagate the righteous Dharma, save all sentient beings, and protect the world!
A moment later, a message from a blue bird flew across the sky, flying from Southern Wasteland to Dongcang.
…
Yuezhou.
The long Zuixing River has flowed from ancient times to the present, and many talented people and beauties have left episodes of joys and sorrows in the painted boats on the Zuixing River.
Aji... no, he should be called Xie Xiaofeng now, holding his sword and looking at the boats moored on the river, recalling his past.
Just a year ago, he was a boy on one of the boats, carrying pots of water for the girls and wiping the deck every day. In just one year, he has become a world-famous martial arts genius. Whether he is a high-ranking official or a first-class scholar, he has wanted to recruit a son-in-law, but he has declined all of them.
My mother's grave is on a small island in the Drunken Galaxy, where all the dead singers are buried.
It is said to be an island, but in fact it is just a reef, and it may disappear at some point.
It’s not that they can’t afford a cemetery in this city, it’s that the wealthy families in the city don’t allow it!
Yuezhou is closely connected to Mozhou and is deeply influenced by Fang Li. The largest wealthy family in the city is the Luo family, who is a student of the Fang family.
The contemporary head of the Luo family is known as a boat prostitute and a singer. She is immoral and her body is not allowed to be buried on land.
ridiculous!
This is the head of the Luo family, but he is a frequent visitor to Zui Xinghe. How come you don't feel immoral when you enter a woman's bedroom?
He, Xie Xiaofeng, came back today with two purposes. The first was to move his mother's grave!
"Young master, do you want to go and have fun on the boat?" A boatman saw Xie Xiaofeng standing on the shore for a long time, and came forward while rocking the boat, "I can give you some recommendations."
"We all know which girl is the most beautiful and which girl is the prettiest on this boat."
Xie Xiaofeng came back to his senses, turned his head slightly, looked at the boatman, and said with a smile: "The waves are beautiful for three miles in the front boat, and the plum blossoms are beautiful in the three miles behind. You can't play ballads on clear water, but it's best to read poetry while traveling far away. Am I right?"
When the boatman heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then said awkwardly: "It turns out that the young master already has a plan in mind, and he knows all the four great courtesans on this drunken star river!"
"That's easy to handle. If there are four boats and the young master wants to go to that boat, I will take him there without charge."
Xie Xiaofeng smiled again. This was the note he had given to the boatmen.
It's just that you don't take money from the guests. The girls on the boat will naturally reward you afterwards, so you still make money after all.
"Excuse me, brother, send me to Mianyue Island!" Xie Xiaofeng shook his head and said.
"Mien Yue Island?" The boatman's expression changed, "That's a place where people die. Why are you going there?"
Xie Xiaofeng tapped his toes, landed on the boat, threw out a piece of silver, and said calmly: "Sweep the tomb, move the tomb!"
When the boatman heard this, he didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly started rowing.
…
Someone moved the grave of the dead singer on Mianyue Island!
The news spread throughout Zui Xinghe in almost a very short period of time.
The little girls in the boat ran to the deck one by one and looked around.
They want to know who is doing this!
After all, no one wants to be buried on an island that may disappear at any time after they die!
Soon, they saw their target.
In an ordinary small boat, there was a tattered coffin, covered with colorful brocade that had been prepared. On the bow of the boat, stood an imposing young man, holding a long sword, exuding a compelling aura. Heroic.
"What a handsome husband!" The moment a group of women saw Xie Xiaofeng, they were immediately shocked and their faces turned crimson. Only a little maid looked at Xie Xiaofeng with confusion on her face.
However, this situation made some young men who were drinking and having fun on the boat feel sour in their hearts. One of them pointed at Xie Xiaofeng and shouted: "Stop the boat!"
"The corpse of the singer is immoral and is not allowed to enter the city. This is the rule of my Luo family, have you heard of it!"
As soon as he said this, many singers and maids cast hateful looks at the visitor, but when they recognized that the other person was a child of the Luo family, they all dared to be angry but dared not speak, and just looked at Xie Xiaofeng worriedly.
Xie Xiaofeng didn't even look at the other person, he opened his hand casually and flicked out a copper coin, hitting the other person directly in the chest. The child of the Luo family was just an eighth-grade Confucian scholar. How could he withstand such an attack? He vomited blood and was knocked over from the boat.
"Unbridled!" A cold shout came from a luxurious painting boat, and then a luxuriously dressed young man looked at Xie Xiaofeng and said, "You naturally have your own reasons for moving the singer's grave, so I will pretend that I didn't see it!"
"But you actually dare to hurt me, a member of the Luo family!"
"May I ask which family he is from?"
Xie Xiaofeng glanced at the other party and immediately recognized the other party's identity.
The eldest son of the Luo family, Luo Yunfeng.
"It's not a child of any other family, it's my mother who is in the coffin!"
As soon as this statement came out, all the people watching were in an uproar.
I originally thought it was the son of a noble family who was angry at the beauty, but after a long time, he turned out to be the son of a singer!
What background could a son of a singer buried on Mianyue Island have?
The eyes of those women dimmed, but the little maid who was confused before seemed to recognize Xie Xiaofeng, with a look of disbelief on her face.
"Filial piety is commendable." Luo Yunfeng's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly, "My master allows you to find a land outside the city to bury your mother. Then come to my Luo family and receive ten sticks. The guilt of the previous collision has been revealed! "
Xie Xiaofeng turned his head and looked at Luo Yunfeng. After a moment, he spoke softly and said the greeting that was often heard in Dongcang City -
"Silly, bitch!"
"Presumptuous!" Luo Yunfeng frowned and pointed at Xie Xiaofeng. Suddenly a poetic voice sounded and a green spear shot at Xie Xiaofeng.
"Aji, be careful!" The little maid finally couldn't hold it back and shouted.
Hearing the little maid's cry, Xie Xiaofeng was stunned and followed the sound, not caring about the righteous spear at all.
Finally, he found the little maid who was interested in him in the crowd. He smiled faintly, raised the other one casually, and swung it casually as if to shoo away flies. The condensed spear of the fifth-level master realm immediately disintegrated. .
At this time, other people also heard the cry of the little maid, and suddenly, the handsome little boy who had disappeared for a year rang in many people's minds.
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"Sisters, I am Aji!" Xie Xiaofeng laughed, "Today I will move my mother's tomb first, and then I will move the tombs of other aunts on the island one by one the next day. In the future, there will be no more Mianyue Island!"
"As for Luofu, it's bullshit!"
As soon as these words came out, all the guests were shocked, while many women saluted in unison and said, "Thank you, brother Aji!"
At this moment, a tongue-splitting spring thunder came, threatening the great scholar.
"What a loud tone!"
"I know you, Aji!"
"The genius of martial arts in Dongcang City, one of the top ten in sword pavilion."
"But do you think you are Chen Luo!"
"Today, I will suppress you and ask Dongcang City to come and get people! Let you know what the rules are!"
As he spoke, two rays of green light flew towards Zui Xinghe.
At this time, the Zuixing River was churning due to the sudden pressure from the great scholar, and everyone was clinging to the railing. But in this turbulence, only the boat remained motionless.
The boatman looked at Xie Xiaofeng in surprise. As he was steering the boat, he could naturally sense that there seemed to be an anchor that firmly anchored the boat.
"Ah... Mr. Aji, do you want to jump off the ship?"
Xie Xiaofeng smiled slightly: "No need!"
He looked at the two green rainbows flying towards him and raised his eyebrows.
"One statue is of second grade, and one is of third grade. It seems that the Luo family still has some background!"
"Let me test the sword with you!"
As he said that, Xie Xiaofeng held the hilt of the sword, and in the boatman's eyes, it seemed that there was a colorful figure behind Xie Xiaofeng, whose movements were exactly the same as his, but in the blink of an eye, only Xie Xiaofeng was seen.
Xie Xiaofeng "slowly" drew his sword.
It gives the impression that it is slow, but in fact, the sword draw is as fast as the wind.
A gust of wind blew from Xie Xiaofeng out of thin air, blowing away the pressure exerted by the great scholar of the Luo family on Zui Xinghe.
No one present saw clearly how the sword was thrust out. They just saw drops of Zuixinghe's water being sucked into the air, and then condensed into a water sword. Then the water sword resigned towards the two green rainbows. .
The family, country and world of a third-grade scholar are in danger of collapse; the family, country and world of a second-grade scholar are vulnerable to a single blow.
Then, the two green rainbows stopped suddenly, and then blood flowers bloomed from their bodies. The two high-ranking Luo family scholars fell directly from the sky, and fell into the Drunken Galaxy with two pops.
Xie Xiaofeng returned the sword to its sheath and muttered to himself: "No, I can't beat Brother Ji with this move!"
Then, he raised his head again, looked towards several places in the city that exuded the aura of great scholars, and said in a cold voice: "I would like to thank someone for moving the grave on Mianyue Island!"
"Whoever is dissatisfied can look for me in Daqingshan, thirty miles outside the city!"
"If you are below the second level, please don't come and die!"
After saying that, the boat had stopped at the shore. Xie Xiaofeng stretched out his hand to grab the coffin and put it on his shoulder.
He stepped onto the shore and suddenly opened his mouth, his voice like a bell——
"Starting from tomorrow, I will set up the Divine Sword Villa in the green hills south of the city to accept disciples and teach Taoism."
"Belong to the lineage of Dongcang Martial Academy!"
After saying that, Xie Xiaofeng carried the coffin and walked towards the outside of the city step by step!
This is the second thing he has to do, and it is also what many martial arts students have to do after leaving Dongcang——
Promote martial arts!
…
Night falls, the sky is wild.
The moon in the wild sky is not as bright as the moon on earth, but it has a different charm. The cold moonlight fell, illuminating the city wall that looked like it was made of white jade, casting a long shadow of the moon.
Tiluo City is the bloodline of the barbarian Yuemu Tiluo clan.
In the middle of the city, the magnificent Moon Worshiping Palace stands. The entire palace seems to resonate with the wild moon, exuding moonlight halo.
In the Temple of the Moon Mother, Saint Lamia of the Tiulu Department looked at the gentle statue of the Moon Mother and knelt down devoutly. Then she waved her hand gently. At the feet of the statue, an entrance to the underground suddenly appeared. Lamia She stood up and walked into the downward space. When she completely walked in, the entrance closed again, as if nothing happened.
Lamia walked down the steps step by step. She walked for an unknown amount of time, and finally stepped on a piece of flat ground. She raised her head. Not far from the underground secret room, there was a person with a face that was about sixty-seven years older than hers. A similar stunning woman, but now her face is haggard. Her two shoulders were pierced by sharp bone spears and nailed to the wall.
She heard the noise, raised her head, looked at Lamia, and forced a smile.
"Lamia, good evening."
Lamia walked up to her, raised her head slightly, looked at her, and said with a smile: "How do you know it's night now?"
"Because only when the Moon Mother's brilliance is at its strongest will she block the Barbarian Temple's surveillance of us, and you dare to come see me." The other party said softly.
"I have three pieces of news to tell you." Lamia did not dwell on other issues and went straight to the topic, "There is news from the human race."
"The demon clan Bai Mo you once wanted to unite with is actually Chen Luo." Lamia stared at the other party and said seriously, "In other words, you have pursued the wrong target from the beginning. At that time, Chen Luo Chen Luo, who has entered the Southern Wilderness, and is in Daxuan, is a cover released by the bamboo forest."
"You would never have succeeded, Yujia!" Lamia said seriously!
Yuga!
That's right, the woman nailed to the wall is the barbarian Yujia who sneaked into Daxuan and wanted to assassinate Chen Luo!
It's just that she was inexplicably attracted to Daxuan's storytelling and opera, which delayed the pursuit. Later, she finally found "Chen Luo", but she was almost caught!
"No wonder..." Yujia nodded, "I can drive the secret method, which is comparable to the first-class. My killing blow was actually blocked by that 'Chen Luo', and he almost captured me. It seems that he must have been pretending to be Chen Luo at that time. A certain senior brother."
Yujia smiled bitterly.
After the first assassination failed, she lurked outside the bamboo forest and waited for another opportunity, but "Chen Luo" seemed to be stuck in the bamboo forest and never came out again.
She never saw Chen Luo again until her transformation technique was about to expire and she had no choice but to leave.
It turns out that at that time, he had already gained a huge reputation in the Southern Wilderness.
After returning to Tiluo City, she realized that her failure had aroused the dissatisfaction of Emperor Man and caused the Moon God Department to suffer a huge blow.
In order to punish herself, she took the initiative to choose punishment with two spears.
"The second thing is that Ta Gu became a god." Lamia continued, "The Barbarian God Palace lost a Yiyang Barbarian God, allowing Ta Gu to successfully become a god!"
"Emperor Mantian recognized Tagu as his adoptive brother, and the Lord of Manshen Palace also officially accepted Tagu as his disciple."
Hearing this, Yujia said nothing.
"The third thing is that Ta Gu proposed marriage to me." Lamia said again.
Yujia's eyes suddenly widened, and there was a hint of anger in his tone: "The goddess serves the Moon Mother and never marries for life. This is an ancient rule!"
"Emperor Man! Man God's Palace! Man Sacrifice Palace! Do they even ignore these etiquette now?"
Lamia shook her head lightly: "The battle between the sun and the moon has laid hidden dangers after all."
Yujia looked at Lamia: "What did you say?"
"I agree! Only in this way can they relax some pressure on the levator." Lamia still smiled lightly, "But the rule that goddesses do not marry cannot be changed."
"I will step down as goddess and marry Ta Gu!"
"Yujia, you are me. I will leave behind the brilliance of the Moon Mother and walk into the big tent of Tagu with only my own body!"
"Next, the Moon God Tribe will rely on you."
Yujia was silent for a moment, then said with difficulty: "I am you!"
"I can go instead of you!"
Lamia shook her head, her body floated into the air at the same level as Yujia, raised her hand, and lightly touched Yujia's forehead.
"The goddess is you, my sister!" As he said this, Lamia's fingertips shone with soft moonlight. Yujia wanted to struggle, but in the end he slowly closed his eyes and fainted.
Immediately, Lamia flicked her fingers, and the two spears that pinned Yujia collapsed. Lamia held Yujia, hugged him horizontally, and walked towards the secret room...
…
"So, there shouldn't be a winter battle this year?" Chen Luo asked in confusion on Fangcun Mountain as he looked at the new military commander Cheng Nansong who came to Fangcun Mountain just after he took office.
According to Cheng Nansong, under the barbarian sky, the Ilisa Khan tribe in Tagu has basically been divided up, but next, a more important battle will begin.
That is to be able to rise and become the eighth Khan tribe that replaces the Ilisa Khan tribe!
This involves the fate of the barbarians and the mechanism that the barbarians have been operating for thousands of years. They have to fight for it. Even the Barbarian God Palace, the Barbarian Sacrifice Palace, and the noble-blooded Barbarian Emperor cannot stop it.
"Ta Gu seems to have become a god." Chen Luo thought of Ta Gu who escaped halfway during the tide in the Southern Wilderness, and wondered, "Can't the Ilisa Khan tribe be reorganized?"
"Now that I have become a god, I can no longer interfere in the affairs of the Khan Ministry." Cheng Nansong said seriously, "But whether it is secretly supporting a certain force, it is hard to say."
"But the other tribes competing for the Khan will also have the support of barbarian gods or barbarian sacrifices."
"There may be small-scale harassment, but a battle like last year will not happen until the Eighth Khan Division is determined."
Chen Luo frowned and said, "Can't we take advantage of this opportunity to unleash our troops?"
Cheng Nansong smiled when he heard this: "When I took office, the DPRK and the Central Committee also debated this issue for a long time."
"In the end, it was Prime Minister Han who made the final decision."
"At the moment, my Daxuan's luck has greatly increased, but my background is still shallow. I can advance up to three thousand miles on the battlefield. Going forward will be difficult."
"And if I, Daxuan, send troops, it will wake up the barbarians, put aside the fight, and fight against our army."
"Instead of this, it is better to take advantage of this opportunity and develop steadily. After all, time is mine."
Speaking of this, Cheng Nansong looked at Chen Luo with satisfaction: "Waiting for your martial arts to be great, waiting for the generals in the military academy to become talents, waiting for warriors to spread all over the world..."
"By then, we may be able to surpass Linhuang's great achievements!"
Chen Luo looked strange as he listened to Cheng Nansong's words.
Surpass my great uncle?
This seems a bit difficult.
They are now in the Netherworld, planning to shape the Netherworld Avenue.
"What? Is there a problem?" Cheng Nansong saw that Chen Luo's expression seemed full of stories and said with a smile, "Young man, you should be arrogant and free-spirited!"
Chen Luo shook his head: "No, Mr. Cheng, that's not the problem."
"what is that?"
Chen Luo opened his mouth and said, "It's about Netherworld, so don't talk about it!"
Cheng Nansong: (￣ェ￣;)
You kid, do you want to imitate His Majesty?
Cheng Nansong stood up: "Okay, it's time for the Prime Minister to return to Weiwu Mansion. Since you have something to do in Netherworld, the military affairs of Fangcun Mountain will be under the jurisdiction of Weiwu Mansion. Do you have any opinions?"
Chen Luo naturally shook his head: "That's Fang Cunshan's good fortune."
"That's good." Cheng Nansong opened his mouth again. He originally planned to tell Chen Luo about the Dharma Appearance, but he remembered that Han Qingzhu had told him that Chen Luo might not be able to return when he entered the Netherworld, so he should not use the Dharma Appearance again. This kind of thing disturbed him.
No, what is "things like Dharma"!
So Cheng Nansong swallowed the words that came to his lips and patted Chen Luo on the shoulder: "After all, we are human beings. Just do your best for Netherworld affairs."
"Come back early after finishing what you are doing. There are still important things to arrange for you to do."
Chen Luo blinked, taking it as an encouragement from his elders, and quickly smiled and said: "Okay, don't worry, I'll be back as soon as possible."
"Yes!" Cheng Nansong nodded slightly, turned and left.
After seeing Cheng Nansong off, Chen Luo felt relieved.
I moved Fangcun Mountain to the northern border, always thinking about the war in the northern border.
The growth of warriors in the world still takes time.
This time I climbed up and updated four chapters, which resulted in me staying a little too long. My soul felt tired and it was time to go down.
After calling Mastiff Lingling and arranging his "retreat", Chen Luo controlled the wooden body to return to the bed, lay down on the bed again, and closed his eyes.
…
Netherworld.
In the palace, Emperor Lin, who was resting on the bed, suddenly frowned and opened his eyes.
She sat up, and a shadow of a phoenix flickered behind her.
"Is this... the breath of heaven?"
Emperor Lin stood up, walked outside the dormitory, and looked at the western sky. A bright star appeared in his eyes.
"Using the Buddha's way to reach heaven, lead the power of heaven's way into the underworld?" Emperor Lin murmured, "What does White Lotus Pure Land want to do?"
Suddenly, Emperor Lin's expression changed: "Gu Tiandao!"
"White Lotus Pure Land, you guys can think of a way!"
Emperor Lin snorted coldly, and then looked in the direction of Fengdu Palace with his gaze that he had just withdrawn.
"God's will?"
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