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Chapter 217: Wisdom Sword Slashes the Soul in the Sky

"Only people are changed by things, and things are changed by people." Ma Erlong looked at the one-armed old man walking out of the dark night, and suddenly sighed: "Whether it is a dream coming true and everything goes well or going through ups and downs, everything has already happened.

Destined!"

The old man with the beard had his whole body broken to pieces by a master of the same level. In his extreme grief and anger, he was enlightened and understood the divine way of the heart. Although his internal cultivation has not reached the ultimate level, he has already surpassed the nine great realms of perfection. At this moment, he is fully focused, mind and spirit.

He closed his eyes, his eyes were shining brightly, as if they were real. Ma Erlong could tell at a glance that he was not his enemy. The realization of a dying battle arose in his heart, so he had such emotion. Some birds sing mournfully when they are about to die.

the meaning of.

The old man with the beard was unmoved and said contemptuously: "You have been a strong man for half your life, and you have also run rampant. If you only realize this sentence at this moment, your life will be in vain."

Ma Erlong said angrily: "What do you want me to understand? I live in an era without faith. I have been deprived of the right to dream from the moment I was born. If I die floating, all the experiences I have experienced are in the human world."

It’s extremely ugly. Who gave me a second choice other than letting desires bloom and bear fruit, living in this world like a fly and a dog?”

Since Ma Erlong studied Taoism with Zhou Zhiju, in order to broaden his horizons and improve his understanding, he once hid in the Chengdu Library for several years and read a lot of books while practicing. He was involved in medical divination, astrology, world affairs, and articles. He can be called a knowledgeable and talented person. What he said

It's not as vulgar as the ordinary rivers and lakes.[

Xu Sanxiao secretly praised Ma Erlong for his eloquence, and refuted it unceremoniously: "There is no choice? When the family of three named Ma was burned, you could choose to leave alone, but you put out the fire in order to vent your anger.

; This is called having no choice? It was your destiny to meet Zhou Zhirou. After you cultivated your skills, you immediately rebelled against Zhou Zhirou and usurped the Human God Sect. Who forced you at this time? You controlled the Human God Sect and manipulated the official structure of Nanshan.

, killing people and making almost no achievements, who can force you to do these things? And you colluded with the Japanese and betrayed your ancestors for ulterior purposes, who forced you to do these things?"

Ma Erlong raised his voice and said: "Heaven and earth are unkind, and everything is like a rotten dog. In this world of winners, princes, losers, and thieves, who else is there to force you?"

The old man with the beard showed disdain, "People are not qualified to be heroes, they are only qualified to be cowards, so you are born a coward who can't even control how you die."

Ma Erlong argued: "The world is so complicated. You are not me. How do you know that I have not been persistent? If I had not been persistent, how would I be today?"

Xu Sanxiao sneered: "Who has never had help? You have the right to choose how to live, but you choose to go with the flow. Ma Erlong, you have never been a truly strong person. Strong people don't need anyone to tell us.

How to live, but the weak will only keep kneeling and watching other people's lives and are afraid of making a choice for themselves; the ultimate despicable thing is not that the mud can't support the wall, but that the ideal and personality are snatched away by the dog but they don't chase it! So, Ma

Erlong, not only can you not become a hero, you are destined to become a loser."

Ma Erlong hesitated for a moment and said angrily: "The more you talk, the more you talk. In the end, you still have to see the truth under your hands."

The old man with the beard put one hand on his waist and walked towards Ma Erlong.

Ma Erlong raised one hand and drew a circle on his chest. Xu Sanxiao clearly saw gray-white medicinal powder pouring out from the edge of his palm, melting in the air, forming a continuous water curtain. This is the realization of the world.

The ability of natural changes to reach the subtle realm. The spirit of the ascetic communicates with the heaven and the earth, and uses the power of the universe and nature to make the best use of the situation.

The old man with the beard has experienced thousands of battles, and although he does not take them seriously, he will not be careless in the real fight. He knows very well that these monks are good at creating illusions, using drugs to combine with water and air to create

Wind, rain, thunder and fire are used to kill the opponent, and the effect is greater than the power of martial arts.

The water curtain in front of Ma Erlong's hand quickly turned into a mist, and the smell of bitter almonds filled the air. Ma Erlong raised his palms, and a cloud of milky yellow gas spurted out from his sleeves, quickly blending into the mist. In an instant

Suddenly, the strong and pungent smell of rotten eggs spread everywhere, which was nauseating.

These two gases are poisonous gases created by humans. Chapter 88 of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms": "It is hot today, and poisons gather in Lushui. It is very hot during the day, and the poisonous gases are spreading. If anyone crosses the water, he will be poisoned; or

Anyone who drinks this water will die." Ancient warlocks had long noticed that the poisonous miasma produced by nature was a powerful weapon for killing people. They also developed secret techniques for prevention, treatment, storage and use.

Ma Erlong released two poisons one after another to create a cloud of poisonous mist to protect him. He waved his broad sleeves, and the mist seemed to come alive, rolling towards the old man with the curly beard.

The old man with the beard laughed loudly and shouted: "Well done!" He jumped up, reaching a height of two or three meters, and jumped over the mist. Ma Erlong did not wait for him to land, and jumped from his arms at the speed of lightning.

He took out a copper pipe and pressed the spring to release the poisonous smoke inside. In an instant, he wrapped the old man with the beard.

The old man with the beard closed his eyes and stopped. Ma Erlong turned around, like a top. The highly toxic water mist was sucked back by the vortex formed by the air, and quickly merged with the poisonous smoke. The old man with the beard was wrapped in it,

He suddenly let out a loud shout and pulled out a sword from his waist. It was as thin as a cicada's wing and seemed to be transparent. The old man with the curly beard slashed with his hand, splitting the poisonous mist and jumped out from it. He rushed towards Ma Erlong.

Ma Erlong screamed strangely, raised his hand and threw out a ball of medicinal powder. Suddenly a ball of fire filled the air, and then with a bang, the water mist behind the old man with the curly beard exploded, and the air waves lifted the old man with the curly beard into the air.

At this moment, at the waist of the bungee jumping platform, a man jumped up from behind a billboard, drew his sword in the air, and struck the old man with the beard straight down with one strike. The strike was cold, sharp, cruel, and tragic.

The wind is cold and beautiful, and the sword is brilliant.

Life is short, why not be brilliant?

The light of the sword reflected the neck of the old man with the beard, and he had little room to maneuver while he was in mid-air. Xu Sanxiao watched from below, completely shocked by the situation at this moment. The sword holder did not hesitate from a position of seven or eight meters high.

He jumped down and slashed with the knife. You can imagine the skill of this person. When he came, he told Li Yan the truth and asked Grandpa Zhang to be moved. It was just a precaution, but he didn't expect that people like Ma Erlong would plot against him.

She actually had a backup plan. Li Yan said that Grandpa Zhang was a famous figure in the world of martial arts, but he only stayed with her father to repay a favor. Under such circumstances, could this famous figure in the world turn defeat into victory?

?

Zhang Yongbao answered Xu Sanxiao’s question with practical actions, I can! [

While in the air, his waist twisted in an incredible way, and he turned half a circle sideways, and performed a trick in the air. Han Xiangzi from the Eight Immortals Drunken Sword waved his flute across the sea, and struck the man's long sword with a sword. The head of the sword was broken, and the sword

The sharp edge passed across the man's chest, and the man was cut in half by just a hair.

The two of them stamped their feet and landed on the ground at the same time. Zhang Yongbao coughed slightly and spit out a small mouthful of blood. This was caused by the shock of the air wave that had just exploded. After the man landed, he knew that the two of them had a slim chance of winning together, so he hurriedly yelled.

, Ma Jun, run east quickly!

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Ma Erlong started to leave without hesitation. The man fired a hidden weapon in his hand to attack Zhang Yongbao. Seeing that it was ineffective, he saw Xu Sanxiao on the side. He shook his hand and fired a shuriken at Xu Sanxiao.

This man's swordsmanship and martial arts were quite extraordinary. Zhang Yongbao was afraid that Xu Sanxiao would not be able to avoid it, so he waved his sword and chopped off the shuriken. The man took the opportunity to throw a handful of white balls, creating a diffuse smoke, blocking the way.

He was hiding in his sight, and seemed to be planning to run away.

How could Zhang Yongbao let him have his way and jump into the smoke?

In the smoke, the man suddenly changed into white clothes that looked like the smoke, and hid in it, waiting for Zhang Yongbao to jump in and stab him with his broken knife.

If his stab from above was stunning, this stab was wretched.

When the stab almost touched Zhang Yongbao's skin, he suddenly turned around like a god or demon. Two fingers clamped the man's blade, which also cut off the man's chance to escape. The man withdrew the knife and ran away.

The knife between Zhang Yongbao's fingers flew out and caught up with the man, and the handle of the knife hit the man's back hard.

Xu Sanxiao couldn't see what was happening outside the white mist. He only heard the man scream and saw a person flying out of the white mist. He landed in front of his feet, spitting blood, and his pupils were dilated. He couldn't see anything.

Zhang Yongbao's voice came from the white mist, "I'm going to chase Ma Erlong." As soon as he finished speaking, a figure shot out of the white mist and chased Ma Erlong in the direction in which he escaped.

Xu Sanxiao knelt down and saw that the man lying on the ground was struggling for his life. He reached out and pressed his neck and asked, "Who are you?"

The vagus nerve in the man's neck was paralyzed, and he could not maintain his mental will. At this moment, he just wanted to say the most important thing in his heart. He struggled to take out a fan from his arms and said with all his strength: "I am a layman from the Kofukuji Temple in Nara.

A disciple who came to China on orders from his master to cooperate with Ma Erlong, a Taoist disciple of Xuanmen, to find the thirty-six volumes of Double Ninth Festival Notes hidden by Guo Kan in Nanshan."

Xu Sanxiao couldn't help being secretly surprised when he heard this.

Xu Sanxiao, the famous figure in Kofukuji Temple in Nara, has also been heard. Rumors about the Japanese Buddhist monk Guo Xing are even more widespread.

Master Guoxin was a great ninja during the Warring States Period in Japan, but in fact the thaumaturgy he studied was completely different from the Japanese ninjutsu at that time. What he studied was illusion. Master Guoxin himself had no intention of ruling the world. He was not a military commander, nor a general.

He is not a member of the ninja group like Iga and Koga who take salary from others. He can be said to be a hermit who works alone and walks alone. He prefers rebels from the right side and never surrenders to those who truly have the strength to unite.

The tyrant of the world.

This person often did incredible things, so he attracted the attention of the rulers. The first one was Matsunaga Masaru. Matsunaga Masaru was originally the chief retainer of the Warring States Daimyo Miyoshi Nagakei who unified Osaka, Nara, Kyoto, and Shikoku.

, after showing his prominence, he not only persuaded Miyoshi Nagakei to usurp the throne of the lord, but also directly initiated the murder of the Muromachi shogunate, and later became the leader of the Kyoto shogunate.

One night, Matsunaga called to the layman Guoxin and said: "I have been through more than ten expeditions to the north and south, and have been through life and death every time, but I have never encountered an experience that makes me lose my mind. Use your magic to let me see what it means."

It’s like being scared out of your wits.”

Guo Xin nodded in agreement. For a while, the two sides sat facing each other in silence. Suddenly, Guo Xin stood up and walked down the courtyard. Suddenly, the courtyard was rustling with wind and the trees were rustling, and dark clouds blocked the original water-like moonlight. The courtyard was pitch black and drizzled. The general got up. At the same time, a figure appeared in front of him. It was a beautiful and elegant woman, with a few strands of silk hair hanging on her cheeks. The woman said: Husband, you must be busy tonight, right? Just as she came to her senses, Only then did he realize that the woman in front of him was his concubine who had passed away a few years ago. She was panting like an ox, her hair stood on end, she broke out in a cold sweat, and she hurriedly shouted: Guo Xin! Okay! Okay!

After calling out, Guo Xin was already sitting upright in front of him.

It is said that after Oda Nobunaga wiped out the traitors of Matsunaga Masa and his group, he heard that the famous Buddhist painting "Hell in Disguise" (a painting by Kosumune Dan) was in the hands of Koshin layman, so he ordered his men to steal it. Before presenting the painting, of course, the retainers After personally verifying the authenticity of the painting, Nobunaga unexpectedly found that when he opened the scroll bar with excitement, he found that the pattern had turned into a piece of white paper. Nobunaga was furious, and the mocking voice of the layman Guoxin seemed to be heard in his ears: "Even if it is You are the enemy of the world, and the power and status you have won are nothing but wealth and wealth. For an arrogant person like you, the rarest treasures are just like useless paper."

There are many legendary rumors about the relationship between this person and the rulers at that time. In terms of the status of his illusions in the Japanese spiritual world, it is not inferior to the status of Zuo Ci, the founder of Chinese Xuanmen in the world of Chinese magicians. This person The inheritance portal left behind must be of no small importance. These little devils are determined to destroy me and covet the inheritance of China's treasures. It turns out that the fundamental purpose of their activities in this Nanshan dojo is the thirty-six handbooks of Wang Chongyang, the founder of Xuanmen.

Xu Sanxiao was furious. He saw that the little devil was on his deathbed, holding up the fan as if to hand it over to him. He reached out and took it, only to hear the guy continue to say intermittently: "Please pass it on to Yan for me." Miss Buddha, Karasawa Xuanyuhe has fulfilled his mission and is of the Kofukuji Temple lineage."

Xu Sanxiao took the fan, opened it and took a look. For the time being, he couldn't see anything that was particularly surprising. Thinking about the few words this little devil said on his deathbed, Miss Yanfo was probably the leader of some force. This person Finally, talk about the Kofukuji lineage and follow-up efforts. What does he want to say?

Xu Sanxiao thought to himself that this matter was probably related to the internal disagreement among the little devils. It was none of my business anyway, and I would not forward this fan to him. It’s just that these little devils were lured to Nanshan by Ma Erlong. I actually came here for the thirty-six volumes of the Chongyang Patriarch’s handwritten notes. They must have recorded the Chongyang Patriarch’s life practice and insights, which are truly valuable treasures for practitioners. They must not fall into the hands of these idiots.[

The sound of rapid footsteps reached his ears, and Zhang Yongbao was back. His hair and beard were burnt, and he was holding a flaming red fox in his hand. Xu Sanxiao wanted to laugh when he saw it. He saw him approaching him with an angry face, and said angrily : "Don't tell anyone what happened tonight."

Xu Sanxiao pointed at the fox and guessed: "Is this Ma Erlong's beast soldier?"

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