Chapter five hundred and ninety-one: Monk Zhiyue, let's talk about what you are running for!
It was dusk one day, and at an inn not far from Gyeongju, Yu Wenying stood in front of the window, looking up at the stars in the sky, and couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness in her heart.
Who did he offend? Why did the unlucky thing about going to Gyeongju fall on him?
Now the King of Qi asked him to force Yang Wenqian to rebel, and the prince demanded that he must not force Yang Wenqian to rebel. Even the King of Qin who was far away in Changsha actually sent people to ambush on the road, ready to kill him at any time and put the blame on Yang Wenqian!
If it weren't for the fact that this trip to Gyeongju was an errand assigned by a saint and he couldn't refuse, he would have really wanted to turn the table over...
If you want to go to Gyeongju, you can go. Naoweng quits!
Finally, after careful consideration, Yu Wenying was still under the pressure of life and death, and accepted the suggestion of Master Zhiwei of the Fahua Sect, asking him to protect him and go to Qingzhou, and deceive Yang Wenqian... and summon him to Renzhi Palace.
face saint.
Although doing this will inevitably offend King Qi, by then he has surrendered to the prince, so King Qi must be wary of it... right?
Squeak!
Just when Yu Wenying was thinking wildly, there was a knock on the door, and he turned around, just in time to see Master Zhiwei, who had a solemn face and looked like a Taoist monk, walking in from the door.
"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"
Monk Zhiwei clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to himself.
"Yuwen Tanyue, the poor monk has obtained important information and came here to inform..."
"Master Zhiyue..."
Yu Wenying turned her head and asked doubtfully.
"What did you say? What important information?"
"The information is..."
Monk Zhiyue looked calm and walked towards Yu Wenying at a leisurely pace. When he was only one or two meters away from him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile.
"snort!"
The next moment, there was a sound in the nose of Monk Zhiwei, like a yellow bell, and two white lights spurted out. Then Yu Wenying felt dizzy, and involuntarily fell to the sky, falling to the ground with a thud, and could not move at all.
Not moving anymore.
After seeing Yu Wenying fall, Monk Zhiwei bent down to lift him up and put him on the bed. Then he turned around and walked to the door, and disappeared in a flash.
A minute later, Jing Jing'er, dressed in red, came in from the wall with another 'Yu Wenying' in his hand.
"The people are there..."
After Jing Jing'er landed, she put the "Yu Wenying" in her hand on the ground, and then pointed to the bed.
"You'd better hurry up, I have to take him away before Monk Zhiyue of the Fahua Sect comes back!"
"rest assured!"
The newly appeared 'Yu Wenying' rubbed her hands, smiled and touched Yu Wenying on the bed.
"It can't be a mistake!"
…
Just when the real and fake Yu Wenying and Li Daitao were deadlocked, on the road from Yuhua Mountain to Gyeongju, an old monk with white eyebrows was running as fast as if he was riding the wind, covering more than a hundred meters in one step, often
One second you were halfway up the mountain, and the next second you were at the river at the foot of the mountain. Before the figure here disappeared, another figure appeared in front of you...
Whoosh!
Just when the old monk had just crossed a small river, he was surprised to find that in the endless wilderness in front of him, there were two long strings of palace lanterns fluttering in the wind.
‘The heart of the piano is spread on the small couch, and the sword of the long tassel is relaxed’
In the middle of the two strings of palace lanterns, a handsome Taoist priest in white was sitting on a seat. A guqin made of jade was placed on the eucalyptus in front of him. A melodious and lively sound of the piano floated in the wind.
"Two tigers, two tigers..."
The old monk frowned slightly!
Because under his three thousand thoughts, the white-clothed Taoist priest in front of him had no feedback at all, just like the plants and trees around him... No! Some plants and plants even had emotional fluctuations, but the man in front of him didn't at all.
.
‘Monk Zhiyue used One Thought Three Thousand on you and wants to establish a spiritual connection (unilateral reading) with you...'
'Tip, the state of the spiritual connection may lead to the risk of the system being leaked.'
'The spiritual connection has been blocked by the system!'
'Monk Zhiyue used Three Thousand Thoughts on you, hoping to use his spiritual consciousness to perceive your spiritual thoughts...'
'The sense of consciousness has been blocked by the system!'
"..."
Kong Qing looked at his system interface and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
No wonder the Lotus Sect was able to catch up from behind and become the number one sect in Buddhism in a short period of time. It suppressed White Lotus, expelled Nirvana, and overpowered Huayan and other northern sects. It was so famous!
Because this ‘One Thought Three Thousand’ is so buggy!
As long as you are linked to his method, everything about you will no longer be a secret to him, and everything you think will be basically perceived, just like two people playing a game and one of them directly opens the clairvoyance hexagram.
How to fight this!
But it's a pity that although your Fahua Sect is a loser, the poor Taoist is also a loser...
You just have a perspective, but you are still a poor person in essence. How can you compare with Pindao, a RMB warrior?
"The wiser the monk!"
Kong Qing raised his head and looked at the other party with a smile.
"I have been entrusted by the King of Qin to ask you to stay here tonight. The moon is bright and the wind is clear. Come here! Please sit down and listen to Pindao playing the piano. How about you?"
"As entrusted by the King of Qin, please stay here..."
After hearing what Kong Qing said, old monk Zhiyue looked at him carefully and then asked tentatively.
"Could it be that Tan Yue is the real person Qingwei of Taishi Bureau?"
"Of course!"
Kong Qing pressed his hands on the strings and continued to play "Two Tigers" elegantly while nodding calmly.
"Since the great monk knows Qingwei's name, he also hopes to give Qingwei some face and avoid fighting between you and me. After all, Pindao is a peace-loving person. In his life, he only likes to play the piano under the moon and dance the sword under the flowers.
…”
"so……"
After hearing Kong Qing's words, a look of understanding suddenly appeared on the old monk's face.
"His Royal Highness the King of Qin actually wants to do harm to Yu Wenying?"
"This poor Taoist doesn't know..."
Kong Qing still had a leisurely expression on his face.
"The King of Qin just asked the poor Taoist to temporarily stay with you, great monk, for one night... Oh! Where do you want to go, great monk? Stay here with me!"
Before he finished speaking, Gu Chen's sword, which was leaning next to Kong Qing's bed, had already turned into light and flew out, slashing at the old monk's figure that was leaping beside him.
Monk Zhiyue took a deep breath, and during the leap, he held the thumb of his lower fist in his upper fist and pushed it out flatly.
"List!"
boom!
After a muffled sound, the sword light struck by Kong Qing suddenly seemed to have struck an erupting volcano, and was directly swept away by the opponent, completely unable to stop the opponent for a moment.
"Interesting, it's actually the nine-character secret!"
Kong Qing blinked silently, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and revealed a sneer.
"But you actually dare to use my Taoist secrets to attack Pindao..."
The next moment, Monk Zhiyue saw the sword light he had thrown up spinning in the air, as if it had turned into a full moon, and then green lotuses appeared one after another around him.
Appeared, arc-shaped sword lights spread in his direction like ripples of water.
'If you stay on guard for a long time, the autumn moon will shine, and your heart will be as green as the green lotus in the world!'
Monk Zhiyue looked at the sword light around him that was like the moonlight of a lotus pond. He sighed silently, stretched out the fingers of his hands, palms facing outward, connected his thumb and index finger, and shouted.
"exist!"
With a flash of golden light, Monk Zhiyue tiptoed a little, and the lotus loomed. His body flew directly into the wind, retreated instead of advancing, and rushed straight towards Kong Qing. Then the fingers of both hands were clasped tightly, and the index fingers were extended to touch each other.
, each finger joint is wrapped in the palm.
"By!"
Following the words, Monk Zhiyue's hands flashed with golden light, and a mudra flew out of his hands, volleying down towards Kong Qing's position.
Seeing Monk Zhiyue's movements, Kong Qing calmly touched the strings with his fingers.
"The sea dragon roars!"
Zheng!
There was a metallic sound, and the "Zhe" seal shot by Monk Zhiyue exploded in the air as if it was hit by something.
puff!
The body of Monk Zhiyue, who was affected by the shock wave, swayed in the air, and then with his toes a little in the air, a lotus appeared, his body changed position, and disappeared more than ten meters away in a flash.
At this time, Gu Chen's sword had turned into light and returned, and then flew out again under Kong Qing's finger, slashing towards the opponent's back.
Monk Zhiyue tapped his toes, the lotus bloomed, and his body turned in a circle, clasping the fingers of both hands, extending the index finger to meet, the middle finger covering the index finger, and the golden light flashed from the fingertips, towards the Guchen Sword.
Jian Guang clicked on it.
"Soldiers!"
when!
There was a slight sound of the clash of gold and iron, and the sword light rebounded as if it was striking gold and iron. Monk Zhiyue seemed to use the force to rebound, and the speed of the shot became faster.
Watching the other party's retreating figure, Kong Qing silently shook his sleeves, put away all the ostentatious items such as the palace lanterns, tables, and seats next to him, then jumped up, and a sapphire cheetah appeared out of thin air.
"Chase!"
…
On the back hill of a monastery in Siming Mountain, a monk dressed as a tutu was standing in the courtyard with a frightened and angry look on his face, two daggers like frost and snow flying around his side.
"Who are you, come out quickly!"
Toutuo looked around, as if looking for something.
"Why attack a certain home?"
There was no one around, only Toutuo's own voice echoed in the courtyard, but this Toutuo did not dare to neglect at all, with a face as if facing a formidable enemy, and the two daggers flying around him did not stop at all.
The next moment, just as the two daggers beside him crossed and flew over his shoulders again, a dagger suddenly appeared silently from the back of his heart and stabbed him fiercely.
The incident happened suddenly, and when Toutuo discovered it, it was already too late. He could only try his best to pounce forward, and at the same time let the two daggers behind him strike down quickly.
But the dagger that suddenly appeared did not give him a chance to save it. The sword light shot from his back in a flash and penetrated his body. The two swords of Toutuo's downward attack directly killed a person.
Empty, it didn't hit anyone at all.
Whoosh!
A woman in green clothes suddenly appeared silently on the side of Toutuo. She flicked her finger on the dagger that passed through Toutuo's chest. Senhan's dagger immediately made a ninety-degree turn and swirled.
Passed through Toutuo's throat.
"Those who kill in secret deserve to die!"
Amidst the woman's low voice, the Toutuo's body shook, and then he fell to the ground.
The woman in green clothes raised her head and looked at a man dressed in white and wearing a sandalwood beaded crown who appeared on the eaves next to the monastery.
"Kong Kong'er, can my current swordsmanship be enough to take revenge?"
The man in white lowered his head, glanced at the woman in green with two cold star-like eyes, and replied coldly.