Chapter 610 The old sword in the wind and clouds at night
Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. There was an old monk in the temple, and the old monk was reciting sutras.
For some reason, a childish voice sounded in the little mute's mind. He felt that he was in a trance and then awake. What was trance-like was that he didn't know what the spring-like thing in his body was. He felt like he was
He was dreaming, and the childish tune kept lingering in his mind. But he felt that he was very awake, and the few kicks he kicked out landed firmly on the little monk.
And his body also fell to the ground as those heavy feet landed on the little monk. The hard and cold ground did not cause him any pain. After his body fell, he felt like this
The ground seemed to be much softer than he imagined, otherwise why would his body not hurt? The tune repeated in his mind several times before it stopped, and his body quickly stood up
stand up.
Not far away, there was the astonished look in the little monk's eyes. He didn't understand why the fairy-like little monk looked at him in astonishment. It seemed that the little monk was afraid of him, but he didn't feel anything strange about him.
Except for the streams of hot water rushing through his body. He didn't know why his body was so frighteningly hot. He felt like he was almost being burned. No matter how powerful he was,
, there is no need for the young monk to be afraid of himself, he can’t understand, let alone understand.
He turned his attention to the old swordsman who had been his neighbor for many years. He only saw a hint of approval and a hint of expectation in the other person's eyes. From the determined and confident eyes of the other person, he seemed to understand something.
, and seemed not to understand anything. The scalding heat in his body slowly weakened, and the heat flow flowing through his body seemed to begin to slow down. He felt that all the heat flow gathered in his abdomen.
down, then motionless.
"I didn't expect that you would plant all the power of the Living Buddha into the body of this mortal. It is simply a waste of natural resources. Such a waste deserves to have the power of the Living Buddha. If the people of the Western Divine Kingdom know what you are doing, you will suffer the most cruel
You will be punished and annihilated by flying ashes will be your best ending." The little monk's eyes showed a trace of ruthlessness, and he said to Lao Dao unwillingly. The cassock, which was as red as blood, was in the darkness of the night.
He looked particularly ferocious, and the light shining in his eyes floated even more. I don't know what he was thinking in his heart.
"Isn't the Living Buddha a human being?" Lao Dao said mockingly with a hint of joking in his eyes. The hatchet in his hand had already been put down by him. He looked at the young monk with a strange expression quietly, and said:
The young monk's astonished expression made him feel happy. At the same time, he also breathed a sigh of relief. Several years of hard work had not been in vain. The young monk should not have resorted to such despicable means, otherwise this little monk
The mute can still live a peaceful life.
Bujie finally retreated, leaving only Lao Dao and Little Mute in the courtyard. Even though Little Mute had all kinds of doubts in his heart, he couldn't ask them out, so he could only stare at Lao Dao blankly. He thought
Knowing what exactly happened, why there was a flow of heat gushing out of his body, and the gushing out of this hot flow would make him feel that his body was filled with endless power, which was very puzzling.
Lao Dao threw away the hatchet and sat on a wooden pile. Then he motioned for the little mute to sit down too. A deep look emerged from Lao Dao's eyes, and his face was lost in the past.
While deep in thought, he then started talking about all this.
"Are you sure the person we are looking for is in Fenglin Town?" Ling Tianyun looked a little pale and asked Ye Yinfeng. Along the way, Ye Yinfeng had already told everything Ling Duozhi had to say.
Come out. Only the people of Fenglin Town named Lao Dao know about Pang Bo's whereabouts. As long as they find Lao Dao, they can find Pang Bo's whereabouts. Ling Tianyun doesn't understand why his father Ling Duozhi would arrange it like this, and why
Link by link, the arrangement is watertight.
"Yes, but I don't know who this Lao Dao is. And we have just arrived in this town, so it's hard to inquire during the day. Otherwise, if the Zhong family finds out, they will find Lao Dao before us. Then.
As we entered Fenglin Town, other martial arts forces also participated. It seems that the temptation of Huang Gong's treasure is not small." Ye Yinfeng replied with a solemn expression. He didn't want to put pressure on Ling Tianyun, but he was telling the truth.
Just tell the truth.
"That's just a rumor. Whoever gets Huang Gong's treasure will win the world. Even if all the treasures in the world are gathered into one person, how can that person dominate the world if he has no talent or incompetence? In fact, it is greed that makes those people rise.
It's just evil thoughts, the world is so big, there is no treasure." A cold light flashed in Ling Tianyun's eyes, no matter what kind of martial arts force he was, he would not let anyone touch it. This was something that his grandfather and his father guarded with their own blood.
The secret is that even if there really is Huang Gong's treasure, he doesn't want it to be exposed to the world.
"You can't say that, it's just a matter of use. But then again, we got those treasures, who are you going to dedicate them to? Have you thought about this question? Because of the two of us, the world has changed.
, maybe we can really change the destiny of the world. Nowadays, various forces and countries are based on each other, and wars continue. The only way to solve this chaos is to unify the world."
"I haven't thought about this yet. The world has nothing to do with me, but we have no choice but to fall into this chaotic situation. Regardless of the martial arts world or the hegemony in the world, nowadays, all the forces in various countries are keeping a close eye on us, but what can we do?
The only way to get rid of this situation is strength." Ling Tianyun thought of his father's tragic death and what happened to his grandfather's family, and he couldn't help but feel angry.
"Then let's do something for this troubled world, be it chivalrous or just. We can't have some goals. Before we reach the peak of martial arts, we will do something for these troubled times." Ye Yinfeng's eyes flashed with an incomparable light.
Brilliant light, he suggested to Ling Tianyun. He has always been at a loss, and he has always been easy-going, and he can't determine his goal. He thought that being a hero, a knight in bright clothes and angry horses, would be his life.
goal. However, with his experiences along the way, he found that his goal was still too narrow.
"If the heavenly people need us, then I would rather return to Da Zhou to help my sworn brother and achieve his world domination." Ling Tianyun thought of the two sworn brothers who were sincere and selfless to him, and his eyes burned brightly.
He answered Ye Yinfeng without any secret. He was already alone, he had no relatives left, and the only ones he could help were his two brothers-in-law in the imperial capital.
"If you really help your sworn brother, what should we do if the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Great Tang Dynasty are at war?" Ye Yinfeng sighed in his heart. Such an answer was within his expectation. But he didn't know what would happen if he fought with the Tang Dynasty.
Ling Tianyun and Ling Tianyun were in a hostile position, so what should they do? From the imperial capital to here, he and Ling Tianyun had already tacitly regarded each other as their close friends, but the situation was unpredictable, and the two of them
They do not belong to the same country, so it is not impossible for them to take a hostile stance due to changes in the current situation.
"I understand what you mean. It's hard to balance love and loyalty. But I will try my best to persuade my sworn brother not to attack the Tang Dynasty. When it comes to the last resort, I think the two of us don't have to worry about anything, so let's fight. And
We must fight with all our strength. There is no father and son on the battlefield, it is a battlefield, and fighting with all our strength is the best respect for us." When Ling Tianyun heard this, he waved his hand, and his body suddenly surged with great pride.
Regarding this answer, Ye Yinfeng was not surprised at all. He should be such a person and needs to know how to let go of everything. If he doesn't become a Buddha, he will become a demon. This is what he said to himself. He couldn't help but stare at Ling Tianyun for a long time.
, they didn’t speak for a long time, the atmosphere was a bit heavy, and it made both of them feel uncomfortable.
At this time, a slight breath fluctuation came, and they had already captured the weak breath fluctuation, which surprised them. This kind of breath fluctuation was the fluctuation of the true energy collision between the two martial arts cultivators, and such
The aura fluctuations showed that the two people fighting had profound internal strength and cultivation. This discovery also shocked them, because after they came to Maplewood Town, they investigated the residents of this town.
After a while, I found that although the residents here are tough and tough in their folk customs, they are all just as tough as Kong Wulili, and cannot be regarded as true martial arts cultivators.
The two jumped out from the window of the inn and came to the main street of Maplewood Town. He looked for traces of the fluctuations of zhenqi. When they came to the other end of the long street, they came to a courtyard.
After a pause, the wave of aura had disappeared, and a figure swept out from the courtyard. Although they could not see the face of the silhouette clearly, the bright red cassock was extremely conspicuous.
.
"Why did that young monk come to Fenglin Town?" Ye Yinfeng frowned and said in a deep voice. Of course he recognized the man in the blood-red cassock. Who else could he be if he wasn't the monk who didn't quit? Ling Tianyun looked at the courtyard.
It was an ordinary courtyard with earthen walls and blue tiles. Nothing special could be seen under the faint moonlight.
Knowing that the unruly monk had escaped from the courtyard, the two of them climbed over the wall without hesitation. When they jumped into the courtyard, they saw an ordinary middle-aged man sitting calmly in the courtyard.
On the wooden stake, the middle-aged man's eyes were deep-set and his forehead was wide. He did not seem to be from the Central Plains. Next to the middle-aged man, there was a young boy sitting. The boy had an ordinary appearance and some rough skin.
Ling Tianyun looked at the middle-aged man. When his eyes fell on the middle-aged man's right hand spread out on his chest, his pupils shrank slightly. There was only a shocking sign on the thumb of the middle-aged man's right hand.
scars, and his eyes fell on the palm of the middle-aged man, and found that the man's palm was covered with calluses. At this time, a faint and creepy light fell into his eyes, and an ordinary
The hatchet was leaning against the wooden stake where the middle-aged man was sitting.
Lao Dao looked at the two teenagers who came uninvited. His heart was slightly shocked. The extraordinary aura of these two teenagers made him feel secretly vigilant. From the expressions of these two teenagers,
On his body, he felt a pure and yang-like aura, and a gentle aura surging faintly. These two teenagers gave him a very special feeling. In addition to their looks, there was also a very different aura flowing from them.
Breath. One young man was as tall as a pine, while the other was as sharp as a bamboo. There were such extraordinary young men in the world, he couldn't help but wonder.
The little mute also saw Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun. Didn't these two people enter Fenglin Town with a fairy-like woman? Why are these two people also here to kill Lao Dao? Thinking of this, the little mute couldn't help but whine.
With a sound, he stood up and stood in front of Lao Dao.
Regarding the little mute's behavior, Lao Dao felt warm in his heart, but he still stood up and pulled the little mute behind him. His left hand was already holding the hatchet tightly, and he didn't know
Why, he felt that although the martial arts level of these two young men was not as good as that of the young monk, he felt that these two young men were much more dangerous than that young monk.