This Swordsman is Too Steady

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Despite the twists and turns in his life, in the end Lu Qingshan set foot on the road to Giant Bear City again.

"A few dozen miles ahead, there should be a small human tribe named "Fan"," Lu Qingshan muttered, checking the map, "When you arrive at the Clan, Giant Bear City is near."

He went on, but when he was about to approach the small village of the Yao ethnic group, Lu Qingshan's expression changed.

He smelled a pungent smell of blood.

Lu Qingshan speeded up quickly, drew a stream of light in the sky, and went straight to the small tribe.

Looking down, it is a small oasis, which is estimated to be able to support hundreds of families and thousands of people.

But at this time, in the oasis that used to be an unusually lively oasis, there was dead silence.

Houses built of loess collapsed, the ground was messy, and there were shocking dry bloodstains everywhere, and what I saw before my eyes was even more horrible.

One after another corpses fell in a pool of solidified blood, among them were gray-haired old people, weak women, and even infants in swaddling clothes.

Among the corpses all over the floor, Lu Qingshan saw an "acquaintance".

He had noticed the long-lasting little novice monk in Dongque City earlier.

The little novice monk frowned, folded his hands together, and was standing in front of the remains of the ruins, muttering something to the corpse of the villager.

"...If I heard...it is the time, the Tathagata smiles, and puts hundreds of trillions of bright clouds, the so-called Dzogchen Bright Cloud, Great Compassion Bright Cloud, Great Wisdom Bright Cloud, Great Prajna Bright Cloud..."

It is the transcendental scripture of Buddhism.

The little novice monk is surpassing the dead souls of the embarrassed people.

He also noticed the arrival of Lu Qingshan, but did not interrupt his scripture.

It was the little oriole hiding between the little monk's sleeves. At this moment, it got a little head, stared at Lu Qingshan with sullen eyes.

Lu Qingshan's expression was a bit gloomy at this time-both of the human race, but anyone who has empathy, seeing this kind of tragic situation, the mood will not be so smooth.

He released his divine consciousness silently, and after wandering around the village for a while, his expression suddenly changed.

Because he found a faint breath among the corpses all over the floor.

He was an extremely young boy, but he was only eleven or twelve years old. There was a huge wound on his stomach. The internal organs were clearly visible, but he was so tenacious that he was not completely dead.

Lu Qingshan approached and knelt down to check the boy's injuries. He found that the boy's face was pale and he had no consciousness for a long time. There was really only a breath left.

At this moment, the little novice monk also noticed Lu Qingshan's movements, and also followed him, took a look at the little boy's injury, and sighed: "It is impossible to survive such a serious injury."

"That's not necessarily." Lu Qingshan thought for a while and said softly.

Then, a faint blue long sword, like ice crystals, appeared in his hand.

He waved his long sword at the boy.

"Huh...donor you!" The little novice monk subconsciously exclaimed, with the golden seal flashing in his hand, trying to stop Lu Qingshan's movements.

But at the moment Fayin shot his hand, the little novice suddenly felt something, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, but the movement of his hand stopped.

A white sword light flashed, covering the boy's body.

After the sword light passed, Lu Qingshan took the sword.

And the dying boy who had lost his consciousness slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

The huge gap in his abdomen, I don't know when, has healed as before, as if it had never existed.

Wangchuan: Blue sky.

When the little novice monk saw the boy waking up, he looked at the sword of Wangchuan in Lu Qingshan's hand in shock.

Jian Xiu is best at killing and cutting, this is something the whole world knows.

But it was the first time he heard that Jian Xiu's sword could even save people.

However, the little monk had a simple mind and didn't think too much. There was a flash of joy on his face, and he quickly stepped forward to help the boy who had just awakened.

Lu Qingshan glanced at the panel.

The boy was just a mortal, and he suffered only trauma. Although the injury looked terrifying, the difficulty of real healing was not as high as imagined.

Therefore, this sword only used 10% of the life force currently stored in Wangchuan.

However, it cost him a full 30,000 experience points.

This usage fee is really not expensive.

The moment the boy opened his eyes, he was at first confused, and immediately seemed to remember what had happened before, and his face suddenly showed a look of fear.

He glanced at Lu Qingshan and the little novice monk, and then saw the corpses of his parents lying next to him again. He couldn't help feeling sad, and pounced on his parents' corpses, crying: "Father, mother... .."

"What happened?" Lu Qingshan asked.

"It's a sand bandit," the boy sobbed, "It's a ‘shahai evil monk’. He brought his hands down to our village and asked us for spirit stones.

We are just a small tribe, not rich in the first place, and relying on the savings of the monks in the past few years, we can barely hand in the spirit stones.

Later, the savings of the monks in the clan had been emptied, and this time there was not enough spiritual stones to hand in.

We pleaded with the sand bandits for more time. Unexpectedly, they would not show any affection at all, and directly slaughtered the village in anger. "

The boy was crying while talking, his face was covered with coagulated blood, which made people feel angry.

Sand sea evil monk.

Lu Qingshan murmured.

This is one of the eight bosses of the sand bandits, with the same status as the body poison.

He was originally an ascetic monk, but for some unknown reason, he modified the blood slaughter art, and finally was wanted by Da Xia, so he had to escape into the Mogao Desert and became a member of the sand bandits, a monk in the late Yuan Ying period.

"The sand bandits have blackmailed you for so many years, haven't you tried to ask for help from the giant bear tribe?" Lu Qingshan asked again.

The location of the Yao tribe is very close to the giant bear tribe.

He didn't expect that the sand bandits would be bold enough to do evil in a small village so close to the Bear City.

This behavior is too arrogant.

"I tried it. At the very beginning, the patriarch asked for help from the giant bear tribe, but the giant bear tribe ignored us at all." The boy felt sad, and tears mixed with blood dripped from his face helplessly.

Lu Qingshan frowned, his face sinking slightly, and an unknown fire burst into existence.

There is not only the killing intent to the sand bandits, but also the short-sighted anger toward the giant bear tribe.

Indulging wicked people is actually not much different from doing evil in person.

Moreover, the wicked, under this kind of indulgence, will not just accept what is good, but will only expand infinitely.

Today the sand bandits are only committing acts of violence around the giant bear tribe, and tomorrow they will **** on the head of the giant bear tribe.

silly.

Lu Qingshan judged like this in his heart.

If the Nine Races Alliance did not indulge the old vultures in the first place, but decisively joined forces to deal with the elderly vultures, the sand bandits would not be as difficult as they are now, and they would even be able to fight against the local snakes like the Nine Races Alliance.

...

The little novice monk was quietly calming the little boy's emotions.

Lu Qingshan was thinking about something.

"Monk, what is your relationship with this shahai evil monk?" Lu Qingshan asked suddenly.

Because when the boy mentioned the name of the Shahai evil monk, he noticed that the little novice monk's expression changed significantly.

The little novice monk hesitated, and finally did not hide it. He made a Buddhist ceremony and said frankly: "The little monk's Dharma name, Juezhen, came from Jitang Temple. This trip is for this shahai evil monk."

"Jitang Temple..." Lu Qingshan repeated the name, and the message about Jietang Temple soon came to mind. "Unexpectedly, the Buddha from Longxiang Temple was disrespectful."

The Longxiang Temple is composed of 72 temples in the 36 temples with four courtyards, and the Jitang Temple is among the 36 temples.

The little novice named Juezhen seriously corrected and said: "I can't be a Buddha, just a little novice."

Lu Qingshan looked straight, "What you said earlier, what is the explanation for this evil monk in Shahai?"

Feeling ashamed, the little novice monk is a little bit ashamed, "This shahai evil monk is named Qiluo.

When Qiluo was still an ascetic monk, he found our Jitang Temple and wanted to enter the temple for practice.

My master said that Qiluo had no relationship with the Buddha, so he turned it away.

Not reconciled, Qiluo knelt at the gate of Jitang Temple for three years, but Master was still unmoved.

I think he is pitiful. When he left, he privately passed a Buddhist teaching in the temple to him. Unexpectedly, he would end up like this and be evil everywhere.

If I had not taught him the Dharma privately that day, even if he was evil, he would not be able to achieve the present climate.

In the final analysis, this disaster happened because of me, so I left the temple to follow his trace and came here to personally settle the cause and effect of the year. "

When Lu Qingshan heard this, he was slightly surprised.

The evil monk of Shahai has been famous for many years. According to the little novice of Juezhen, when the evil monk of Shahai was still an ascetic monk, he practiced in Jitang Temple.

In this way, the young novice monk in front of him is fifty years old, and if he dares to come and find the evil monk in Shahai alone, his cultivation is bound to be extraordinary.

It’s just that, for some reason, the monk’s foreign minister is so immature. He even speaks with childishness. I don’t know if it was deliberate or for some special reason.

Generally speaking, Buddhists do not pay attention to this so-called external appearance, and the possibility of deliberately doing it should not be high.

"The Yao people were slaughtered in the village, so the little monk still has to be part of the responsibility." Jue Zhen said calmly and guilty.

"A gangster buys a knife to kill, but it is not illegal to sell a knife." Lu Qingshan said.

"After I set up a place for Shihu, I will continue to trace Qiluo." Jue Zhen didn't argue, but said very seriously.

Once a person in Buddhism recognizes something, he will not change it easily.

Shihu is the name of the boy who was rescued by Lu Qingshan.

"The sea of ​​sand is vast, it is not easy to find this evil monk in the sea of ​​sand." Lu Qingshan glanced at the crying boy Shihu, and said casually.

"Then I will keep looking, and I will find him one day." Jue Zhen said firmly.

The little bird demon in the little novice's sleeve robe also chirped twice at this time, seeming to be supporting the little monk, with extremely spirituality.

Lu Qingshan couldn't help but glanced at the little bird demon.

Perceiving Lu Qingshan's gaze, the little monk Juezhen took the initiative to introduce: "It's called a small bird. It was originally just an ordinary small bird, but somehow, it doesn't like Misu. He just likes to listen to the Sanskrit sounds of Dharma, the morning bell and the evening drum.

When I chanted the Buddhist scriptures, it often listened to the ancient tree in front of the scripture room. After a long time, it was gradually enlightened and cultivated into oriole. "

When the little monk introduced the little sparrow demon, he used the word jing, not demon.

The world believes that monsters are evil, which is a derogatory term, but spirits do not have a fixed distinction between good and evil.

The little bird demon triumphantly turned his black eyeballs, and tweeted in response, and pecked the arm of the little monk with great affection.

"I have seen the little sparrow benefactor." Lu Qingshan, who has always treated the King West Rat on an equal footing, naturally accepted the little sparrow demon well, and greeted the little sparrow demon politely.

The little bird demon was overjoyed, and happily drank twice.

"During this time, the little master can go to the Giant Bear City. Maybe you don't need to find the evil monk in the sand sea, and the evil monk in the sea sent him to the door by himself." When Lu Qingshan bid farewell to the young monk Juezhen, Said something like this.

This is not nonsense.

The bait had already been spilt, and when he appeared in the Bear City, if the sand bandits had not responded, then he would be ashamed of the name of the Mogao Desert Overlord.

As for the evil monk of Shahai, Qiluo, who happened to be a murderer not far from the Great Bear City not long ago, will undoubtedly return to the Great Bear City after receiving the news of his appearance in the Great Bear City. of.

Without waiting for a real reply, Lu Qingshan rose again with his sword and headed straight to the Bear City.

Jue Zhen silently gave a Buddhist ceremony to Lu Qingshan's back.

After a while, the little monk suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to ask Lu Qingshan's name and origin, and he patted his head with a little annoyance.

.........

The depths of the Mogao Desert are off the beaten track.

At this moment, several figures hurriedly arrived, standing in front of the sand dune.

Not long after, in the sand dunes, a deep downward hole slowly appeared, and heat rose from it.

These figures did not hesitate, and went straight into the cave entrance.

Then, after passing through the long dark passage, a fiery red world came into view.

This is a huge crypt hidden underground in the desert. There is a river of underground magma flowing through it. Occasionally, huge bubbles emerge from the magma, and then burst with a bang.

Here is where the sand bandits hide.

A burly male repairer suddenly appeared in front of these figures.

"What's the matter?"

"I have something important to report to the boss." These figures are in Dongque City, who witnessed the sand bandit monks walking away from Lu Qingshan.

"Wait here," the burly male Xiu said, then turned and disappeared into the crypt.

After a while.

A thin old man with a black robe, white hair and white sideburns, appeared in front of these sand bandit cultivators.

"Boss." The sand bandit cultivators lowered their heads and shouted respectfully.

The old man in front of him used his own power to establish the sand bandits and dominate the terrifying existence of the Mogao Desert.

The great monk in the middle of Lianxu, the old vulture.

"Why does it matter?" The old vulture's voice was hoarse and harsh.

"The body poison leader was killed by a sword repairman..." The Sand Bandit monk did not dare to add any fuel, and truthfully reported what he knew and guesses to the old vulture.

In the dry eyes of the old vulture, there was a strange faint green flashing suddenly, and the faint green light was getting brighter and brighter. The blue light was rippling and terrifying.

A gloomy breath emerged out of thin air, causing the sand bandit monk to feel a chill on his back.

They were trembling suddenly~www.wuxiaspot.com~, they were trembling, and they fought.

"Do you know the specific identity of that sword repairer and whereabouts now?"

"The specific identity of the sword repairman has not been found yet, but his whereabouts are a bit eye-catching.

When that Jian Xiu left the East Sparrow City, he was walking in the direction of the Great Bear City. It seemed that he was going to go deep into the Mogao Desert. He did not intend to leave the Mogao Desert for the time being. "The sand bandit brother reported it cautiously.

"Okay, okay, the person who killed my sand bandit still dares to stay in the Mogao Desert.

Then check it for me. Once you find the trace of this sword repair, immediately notify me," The old vulture raised his hand, and the violent wind rolled up and set off a whirlpool in the underground magma river, just like the anger in his heart at the moment, "I want him to Life is for life! "

"Yes, boss."

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