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Chapter 256 Master and apprentice meet

On the top of Cangshan Mountain in Xueyue City, in a simply decorated pavilion, Sikong Changfeng, who was dressed in black robe and had an elegant face, was holding a white piece and looking at the black and white chess game in front of him.

"Has Tang Lian arrived at Jiulong Temple?"

A strange voice suddenly sounded, and Li Hanyi, who was tall and wearing a mask, appeared on the roof of the pavilion at some point.

Sikong Changfeng shook his head and said: "According to the latest news from Tang Lian, he has arrived at Jiulong Temple now, but he arrived empty-handed."

"Why? Did something unexpected happen?"

"The 'Sword Immortal' from Sangu City took action. He made a deal with the young monk, using the thirty-two forbidden arts of Rakshasa Hall as a condition for his action. He personally escorted the young monk to the Kingdom of Khotan."

Li Hanyi smiled and said, "Haha, even if he trades with Rakshasa Hall's forbidden techniques, he won't be afraid of being approached by Zen sects all over the world."

"I think he is not afraid. According to the news from Xueyue City's spies, Zhuge Qingyun and Eunuch Jinxian fought against each other at Dafanyin Temple. The final result was that Eunuch Jinxian was defeated."

"Shen Jingzhou is also here? It's normal that he is not Zhuge Qingyun's opponent, but I didn't expect that this 'Sword Gambling Immortal' would not even give the royal family face. He is really audacious."

After Li Hanyi finished speaking, an afterimage left on the spot slowly dissipated, and her real body appeared in the pavilion. She held the long sword in her hand and said, "I heard about the sword-managing skills of the 'Gambler Fairy' It’s so fascinating, but I don’t know if it’s true?”

Sikong Changfeng felt Li Hanyi's unabashed fighting spirit and said helplessly: "You want to test the sword with him?"

"good!"

"Although Zhuge Qingyun is the new 'Sword Immortal', judging from the news I know, his strength cannot be underestimated."

Sikong Changfeng was halfway through his words. He thought for a while and said, "Since you want to try your sword with him, then I will go to Khotan with you so that I can raid the formation for you."

Although Li Hanyi ranks second in Xueyue City, she is not as old as Sikong Changfeng. It is just that Sikong Changfeng accepted the apprenticeship earlier, so she became the second senior sister.

Over the years, Sikong Changfeng has ostensibly called Li Hanyi the second senior sister, but in fact, both he and Baili Dongjun love Li Hanyi as their little junior sister.

Therefore, when Li Hanyi proposed to go to Zhuge Qingyun to test the sword, Sikong Changfeng proposed to go with her, so that even if Li Hanyi lost, her life could be guaranteed.



The rising sun rises in the east and the sky becomes slightly brighter.

Under the service of Qingfeng and the others, Zhuge Qingyun, who had already finished washing, stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his hands, looking down at the hundreds of monks sitting on the ground at the foot of the mountain, and said with a smile: "These monks came quite early. "

Facing the slightly cool morning breeze, Xiao Shu tightened his tight-fitting fox fur coat and couldn't help but sigh: "Three hundred monks reciting sutras to save people in the desert are more Zen than the royal ceremony to worship heaven!"

"That is……"

Lei Wujie rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at the approaching horses in the distance, and suddenly shouted excitedly: "Elder brother!"

There were nine fast horses approaching in the direction of Zhuge Qingyun and others. They were the seven eminent monks from Jiulong Temple, as well as Tang Lian and Wu Chan.

"Let's go!"

After Wu Xin saw Tang Lian and his party, his eyes changed slightly, and he turned around and walked towards the dilapidated temple hall.

When Wuxin led Zhuge Qingyun and the others into the temple hall, the expression on his face became extremely solemn. He carefully took out a palm-sized cloth bag from his arms, and then took out the relics of Master Wangyou.

, respectfully placed on top of the Buddha.

"Everyone said that after the old monk died, his body instantly disappeared, but in fact, among the ashes, there was still this relic left." Wuxin said while placing the relic of Master Wangyou in the Buddhist altar.

Explained: "Since the old monk cannot come back during his lifetime, I want him to be able to go home after his death."

After Wu Xin finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground in front of the Buddhist altar, closed his eyes, gently twirled the beads, and recited the scriptures about the past life in his mouth, which formed an inexplicable resonance with the Zen singing of the monks at the foot of the mountain.

As the sound of chanting gradually spread in the temple hall, the relics in the Buddhist altar actually emitted a faint golden light. A somewhat illusory figure slowly condensed, and finally completely condensed into shape, turning into a gray robe with eyebrows.

The old monk has white hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

"Lord City Lord..."

Upon seeing this, Qingfeng and the others showed shocked expressions on their faces. However, before they could ask questions, Zhuge Qingyun waved his hands and said, "Don't be nervous, this is just a remnant soul of Master Wangyou."

Under the horrified eyes of Lei Wujie and others, the remnant soul of Master Wangyou slowly walked up to Wu Xin and began to communicate amiably with his young apprentice.

"Master...I miss you!"

Wu Xin, who had always maintained the appearance of a worldly master, could no longer maintain his appearance after seeing the remnant soul of Master Wangyou. He cried bitterly like a helpless child.

Lei Wujie subconsciously leaned behind Zhuge Qingyun and whispered to Xiao Se beside him: "Xiao Se, is this a ghost?"

Hearing this, Xiao Se had a complicated expression on his face and said, "It is said that one of the six magical powers of Buddhism is called 'Luo Jie Tong'. Even though a person dies, the soul remains immortal until the last trace of mundane obsessions dissipates. Originally, I thought this was the case.

It's just that the rumors are exaggerated, but today is an eye-opener."

"Sigh... I originally wanted to be that kind of cynical, yet aloof, immortal monk, but I didn't expect that an old monk would make me so reluctant to leave. It really made senior 'Sword Immortal' laugh."

After Master Wangyou's remnant soul dissipated, Wu Xin wiped away the tears on his face, regained his aura of dust, walked up to Zhuge Qingyun, bowed and said: "The young monk's wish has been fulfilled, with Senior 'Sword Immortal'

The transaction can be considered completed."

When Zhuge Qingyun heard this, he said playfully: "Little monk, are you really sure that your wish has been fulfilled? Those bald donkeys from Jiulong Temple have already set up their formations."

Wuxin heard the meaning of Zhuge Qingyun's words, clasped his hands and said: "Thank you 'Sword Immortal' for your kindness, but some things still need to be solved by the monk himself."

"Now that you have made your decision, I will not stop you. But there is one thing I can guarantee, you will not die today!"

"...Thank you 'Sword Immortal'!"

When Wu Xin heard this, he was slightly startled for a moment, then he bowed respectfully to Zhuge Qingyun and then strode out of the temple hall.

"call……"

Lei Wujie and Xiao Se secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Zhuge Qingyun's words.

After getting along with each other for the past two days, they found that this monk Wu Xin was still very lovable. If Zhuge Qingyun had not said this just now, Lei Wujie and the others would not have just watched.


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