The sunset gradually sinks, and the afterglow spreads, turning the red color of the clouds and skyscrapers, and the green trees are dragged out into long shadows and projected onto the wide official road. On the official road, the two of them stepped forward with the shadows of the tree, which was Ying Feiyang and He Guqiong.

Ying Feiyang was thin, ragged, covered in dust, but his spirit was strong and he was not tired at all. At this time, he was walking in a square step, pretending to be leisurely and stopping every ten steps, five steps, and looking around, as if he was browsing the scenery around him. He Guqiong's face was getting darker and darker, and he couldn't help but say, "If you are slow, I will give you a bridle and use a whip to whip you away."

"Uncle Master, I'm walking too fast, but I'll ignore the scenery along the way. Now the spring is in full bloom and full of vitality. If you take a look at it, it will help you calm your murderous intentions."

"If you stabbed you with one sword, my murderous intention will naturally calm down." He Guqiong said coldly.

"One sword, I'm afraid that Uncle Master won't be able to stab me anymore. If I want to hurt me, it will take ten moves now. Anyway, I can't reach Luoyang today. If Uncle Master is interested, how about we compare to the last time?"

"Hmph, I'm not interested in quarreling with you, but Luoyang is right in front of me. No matter how hard you delay, I will be able to enter the city tomorrow." He Guqiong pointed to the road ahead, and the wide official road paved with bluestone reached the distance. At the end of the road, the shadow of the city was already faintly vague.

It has been more than a month since the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and finally entered Duji Road. Soon after traveling, I arrived at Luoyang, the eastern capital. For ordinary people, the speed is still normal, but for the two cultivators of the Heavenly Dao, it is so slow that it is no different from crawling.

Ying Feiyang and He Guqiong walked along the way. As agreed, every three days He Guqiong would give Ying Feiyang a chance to escape, and Ying Feiyang also seized the opportunity to escape. If possible, he would think of destroying the "Taiyi Xuan Jing".

Unfortunately, He Guqiong was more skilled. He Guqiong could always find him, but Ying Feiyang, who was found, never surrendered. He always had to resist and provoke him stubbornly, and forced He Guqiong to use the "Sword of Killing God".

Every battle is a gambling life. This kind of life-and-death battle between life and death has allowed Ying Feiyang to make rapid progress. At the beginning, as long as He Guqiong sacrificed the Sword of Narcissal, Ying Feiyang would have to drink and drink. Then he blocked the two swords, three swords, and four swords... Until now, even if He Guqiong used all his strength, Ying Feiyang could fight him ten rounds and rounds. However, in just over a month, Ying Feiyang seemed to be reborn. Although he was still frivolous on the outside, his spirit was becoming increasingly restrained. His eyes were as clear as a pool of water, both clear and deep, and he had a faint demeanor of a master.

Although He Guqiong was always so angry that he wanted to kill people by Ying Feiyang, he always felt a rare feeling after beating Ying Feiyang, as if he had vented his hostility for many years, and his attitude towards Feiyang was slightly relieved. Even the reason why he was eager to "The Sword of Ten Thousand Ways of Introducing the Return to Heaven" was trapped by Ying Feiyang.

"The Sword Art of Ten Thousand Daoes of Returning to Heaven" is the highest sword script of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, known as "the origin of Ten Thousand Daoes, the original sect of Ten Thousand Swords". However, few people are famous for this set of sword techniques because this set of sword techniques is really unusual.

This sword technique does not focus on the foundation, does not value knowledge, but only emphasizes the word "intellectuality". If you have the understanding, young people who have just entered the sword path can understand it overnight. Without the understanding, the elders in the sword world can only shake their heads.

What's even more evil is that this sword technique has a process of breaking and then establishing, forgetting first and then enlightenment. However, most people only reach the step of "forget first", but they do not realize it because of this. Even after reading the sword score, their cultivation has been completely forgotten for many years, and their strength has not improved but retreated. However, practitioners always regard themselves very high themselves, so even though countless precedents are in front of them, there are still many people who take the initiative to practice this sword. There have even been too many people practicing, which has led to a decline of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

In desperation, the leader set rules that only young people who have won the sword test conference can refer to this sword score. In this way, if they can be practiced, it is best. If they fail to practice, it will only be a loss of the young people's short years of practice, and there is still the opportunity to start practicing again.

He Guqiong was halfway through the entrance. When he entered the Lingxiao Sword Sect, he was over the age of participating in the sword test conference, so he had no chance of "The Sword of Ten Thousand Ways of Introducing Return to Heaven". He Guqiong didn't care either, but since he created the "Sword Chapter of Killing God", his skills and murderous intentions have increased day by day, and his temperament has become more and more perverse. He has almost lost control several times, which has really made him miserable.

So he put his last hope on "The Sword of Ten Thousand Ways of Recruiting Return to Heaven", and wanted to use this to forget the annoying "Sword of Killing God" and reach the peak of swordsmanship in one fell swoop.

Therefore, he used cruel means to cultivate Mingye, and naturally hoped that Mingye would win the first place in the sword test conference and brought back the "Ten Thousand Ways of Introducing the Swordsmanship to Heaven" for him to read.

Luoyang looked right in front of him, but when he really walked, he was still far apart. He saw it was getting late and knew that he could not enter the city before the curfew. A temple happened to appear in his sight. He Guqiong said, "Forget it, let you drag it for another day. White Horse Temple is right in front of you and I will stay there tonight.

"It turns out that it is White Horse Temple." Ying Feiyang said, yearning for it. White Horse Temple is the first temple after Buddhism was introduced. It is known as "Shiyuan". "The Bell of Horse Temple" is one of the eight scenic spots in Luoyang. If you go to Luoyang and don't go to White Horse Temple for a trip, it is equivalent to a vain experience.

From a distance, I saw the towering pagoda inside, the pavilion was magnificent, the ancient trees in the long forest were solemn and solemn, but it had the atmosphere of a thousand-year-old temple. Ying Feiyang also felt energetic, but said with concern: "Uncle Master, you are dressed as a Taoist priest and you will not be driven out after entering the Buddhist temple."

"How is that possible?" He Guqiong scoffed, "Buddhism and Taoism are both the right path, and it is not incompatible with water and fire. Moreover, I have met Master Ku Ming from Faxiang Temple several times. The old monk has profound Buddhist teachings and extensive knowledge. If he has the opportunity to talk to him at night, it would be a pleasure." He Guqiong's words were sincere. He was too resentful in his heart, and the Taoist inaction was difficult to resolve. Although there were differences in Buddhism, he also had common complementarity. The Buddhist means of eliminating people's resentment is far above Taoism. Perhaps he could find some help from Master Ku Ming.

When he approached Baima Temple, waves of Sanskrit sounds came from the temple gate. He heard the chanting of scriptures, Ying Feiyang's fatigue subsided and his spirit was clear. He Guqiong stepped forward to worship the mountain gate and wanted to report his name, but saw the little novice guard at the gate in surprise and ran away and shouted: "Master, it's not good, the bull's nose is coming to the door!"

"A lie! He spoke out loudly and copied the "Ten Good Deeds Sutra" a hundred times!" With a loud voice, like a roar of a lion, a middle-aged monk with a burly and huge body, like a glaring Vajra came to the door. The monk's steps were steady, his energy was powerful but not domineering, and he was also a master of heaven. The little shaman looked depressed and said, "Yes, Uncle Duan." Walk away dejectedly.

Na Duanfa He chanted the Buddha's name. Although the courtesy was respectful, his eyes showed a warning. He said to He Guqiong: "Amitabha, I don't know what the purpose of coming here for a long time?"

"The sky is about to finish, I want to stay overnight." He Guqiong saw the other party's hostility and became very respectful.

"Amitabha, you and I believe in different Dharmas, recite different sutras, worship different images, and live in the same place, so it may be inconvenient."

Ying Feiyang said, "The master said this, and the temple gate is still open. Why did you close the door of convenience first? Under the Buddha's eyes, all sentient beings are sentient beings. Why did the master have discriminatory minds?"

Monk Duanfa said: "Although Buddhism is open, the world cannot enter. When the Taoist people come, they are afraid that the temple will be in peace. Please forgive me."

He Guqiong said, "I have met Master Ku Ming several times. I also asked the master to inform you and said that He Guqiong asked for a meeting."

Duanfa heard He Guqiong's name and was even more alert and said, "It turns out that things are enough to kill. I have long admired the name of the great name. I am not willing to do it. But Master Ku Ming is not in the temple." At this time, "Dong Dong Dong Dong!" The solemn and grand drum sounded, Duanfa was like an amnesty, and said, "The evening drum has sounded, and I need to do evening class, so I say goodbye."

He Guqiong was so polite, but he was rejected. He couldn't help but feel the sound of the drum, "Dong Dong Dong Dong!" The sound of the drums seemed to feel the murderous aura, and became more urgent. Ying Feiyang comforted him: "Uncle Master, you don't look like you are looking for a sleepover, so let me do it."

"Hmph" He Guqiong's murderous aura was restrained and he turned his eyes coldly.

Ying Feiyang brushed his hair, hung a friendly smile, and then suddenly pulled the sleeve of the Dharma: "Master, I am not a Taoist priest, and I am not on the same road as him. Oh, no, I was caught by him. Master, please drive him away and leave me."

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"What's the matter with these monks? They don't even let the door in. They really don't have any compassion. Forget it. Anyway, after entering the Buddhist temple, I can't eat such a good roasted rabbit." Ying Feiyang said vaguely as he chewed a rabbit's legs that were squeaking oil.

"Hmph, we are close to the gods, and the secular energy is also heavy. I am afraid that the Taoist sect will become terrified because of competing for favor in front of the emperor." He Guqiong said coldly that half of the Taoist sects are distributed in the Taoist sects that are far away from the hustle and bustle of heaven, in a state of more than the south and few north. The differences between the northern and southern sects are not small. The southern sects, whether Buddhist sects are Buddhist sects, mostly Qing sects avoid the world, while the northern sects are close to the political center, are always closely related to the struggle for secular power.

Although Lingxiao Sword Sect established a sect based on Taoist sect, after hundreds of years, the religious color has faded a lot. The original art of alchemy and talismans and seals has declined, leaving only swordsmanship. The disciples in the sect respect for swords is still above the Three Pure Ones. He Guqiong, a different kind of sect, did not have the style of being a Taoist sect. Although he usually wears Taoist uniforms, he rarely regards himself as a Taoist priest. He does not expect that he has caused inconvenience to this Taoist identity. He can't help but feel a little more contempt for these sects that are controlled by imperial power.

The other side, Ying Feiyang ate the rabbit legs clean, wiped his mouth, and said, "Since that's the case, I will be stained with the secular energy. I will not enter the eastern capital Luoyang. I will return to Lingxiao Sword Sect, let's leave here."

He Guqiong was stunned, and then his eyes twitched, and even suspected that he was so good at Feiyang recently that he made the boy forget his identity as a "criminal". "I didn't tie you up with a rope, did you forget that you were captured by me? Do you think you could leave just by leaving!"

Ying Feiyang nodded sincerely and said, "Yes, the reason why I have not left for a long time is to destroy the "Taiyi Xuan Jing". Now it seems that there is no chance, so I have to retreat and go back by myself."

He Guqiong said in a cold voice: "Okay, run away, see how far you can escape this time, and take a few moves from me!"
Chapter completed!