Chapter One Hundred and Twelfth Thinking of Retreat
Wuxu took Zhao Tong and Han Lin'er into the Dharma Realm, and then flew towards Yingtian Mansion, choosing uninhabited barren mountains and ridges along the way.
However, not long after, a figure came out of the sky, it was Pan Ruoxue. It turned out that Wuxu had eaten half a Hunyuan Pill before, and Pan Ruoxue found him based on the unique aura of this Hunyuan Pill.
Wuxu walked forward calmly, "Fairy, do you want to avenge Huang Lei and Wu Yuzi?"
Pan Ruoxue smiled and said, "If I wanted to avenge my two uncles, why would I come alone?" Then he said seriously, "Master Wuxu is going to escort Prince Xiao Ming to Zhu Yuanzhang?"
Wuxu said impatiently, "What's going on? Could it be that Fairy Pan is planning to delay time and trap us in the army?" If nothing goes wrong, Zhang Shicheng's army will surround and attack at any time, and Wuxu will lead Zhao
Tong, Han Lin'er and others were quite inconvenienced.
Pan Ruoxue did not answer. She raised her hand and a roll of map flew into Wuxu's hand, "This is the military deployment map reported to me by General Lu Zhen. Master, they can lead them out safely through the route marked in blue."
Wuxu unfolded it and saw that it was indeed the case. In the lower left corner, there was also the signature of "Lu Zhen". He silently memorized the contents of the map and then returned it to Pan Ruoxue, "Fairy Pan, I am not afraid that the young monk will reveal this military information to my junior brother Rujing."
What?"
Pan Ruoxue laughed and said, "Master underestimates Zhu Yuanzhang too much." Without explaining too much, she changed the topic and said, "I want to make a deal with Master this time."
Wuxu looked at the winter plum fairy in front of him, who was ruthless and free-spirited, but also upright. He thought about it and said seriously, "I really can't transform the Nether Qi like that day. Maybe in the future.
Can."
Pan Ruoxue did not show any obvious disappointment, she just sighed, "Master is interested, but when I come to Anfeng to participate in the operation, what I want is the White Lotus Order."
"White Lotus Ling? What do you want the White Lotus Ling for?" Wuxu was surprised. Seeing Pan Ruoxue smiling and saying nothing, he said in a deep voice, "This White Lotus Ling belongs to my White Lotus Sect. Fairy, please don't embarrass the young monk."
When Pan Ruoxue heard this, her expression changed and she said coldly, "Didn't the master be expelled from the inner sect of the White Lotus Sect, the Hualien Miaofa Sect? I can let go of the death of Master Huang and Master Wu and let the past feud with the master be resolved, so why should the master bother?
So persistent?"
After hearing this, Wuxu moved his hands one by one, and a faint white Buddha light emerged, and finally formed an illusory lotus shape, floating in front of his chest. Wuxu asked Pan Ruoxue sternly, "
Who told you that the young monk has been expelled from Hualien Miaofa Sect?!"
Pan Ruoxue suddenly smiled, her face was like a peach blossom, and the spring breeze was blowing on her face, "I heard a tip before that the master seems to like to hang out with my tricky and lovely Junior Sister Guo. From this point of view, it is a pity that the man is in love and the concubine is unintentional.
"
When Wuxu heard the first half of Pan Ruoxue's words with a flattering face, he knew that his guess was good. Guo Min had reported all his secrets to Dongji Island, and his heart ached suddenly; and when he heard what Pan Ruoxue said about a man's love for a concubine, he suddenly felt
As soon as he raised his head, he was about to kill Pan Ruoxue, life and death.
He stopped firmly. He stood there, like a lone wolf, staring at Pan Ruoxue quietly for a while, and then said, "Go away, Bai Lianling, I won't give it to you. Today you will give me a picture."
, if I can transform the Netherworld Qi in the future, and I meet it, I will naturally transform a few grains."
When Pan Ruoxue saw this, she flew into the air and turned into a human head and a snake body. The three-star shining moon jade pendant on her chest glowed with red light, "If you want to fight, fight. I really think I am afraid of your Mandala Dharma Realm."
?!"
Who knows, Wuxu suddenly lost interest again, waved to Pan Ruoxue, and a jade slip flew towards Pan Ruoxue, "This is the Buddhist skill to absorb the relics. In conjunction with the relics I gave you above Daqing Mountain, the other
The efficacy should be no less than that of Qixia Temple’s maple leaf black tea.”
Then, he took back the blue sea pearl and looked at Pan Ruoxue in mid-air, "You can go, we will not owe each other anything in the future."
As soon as Pan Ruoxue heard Wuxu's words, she pushed the jade slip that flew in front of her with her backhand and sent it back to Wuxu, "I have many Buddhist techniques like this. It's better to wait for Master Wuxu to transform into the underworld one day."
If you are angry, please give me a few pills."
At the end of the sentence, he stuck out his long tongue, smiled brightly, turned around and flew away.
While flying, he sent a message, "I don't want the White Lotus Order today. Otherwise, it's not worth it to offend the little girl, hehe. But I'm afraid I can't afford to offend the person I really want."
At this moment, Wuxu didn't listen carefully to Pan Xue's voice transmission before he left. When he saw Pan Ruoxue leaving, he took off and followed the route marked on the map, driving at lightning speed.
Flying to a valley, in the Mandala Dharma Realm, Zhao Tong suddenly sent a message and wanted to come out. After coming out, Wuxu saw that Zhao Tong's expression was different, and when he was about to ask, Zhao Tong said, it is too much to stay inside.
stuffy.
Seeing that the sky was turning white, Wuxu looked at the map given by Pan Ruoxue and realized that he was about to walk out of the encirclement of the army. He joined Zhao Tong and slowly landed on the ground, found a place with water, and sat on a piece of bluestone to rest for a while.
In the valley, it was extremely quiet, not even a frog croaking. Wuxu looked at Zhao Tong, who looked tired and dull, and said comfortingly, "At dawn, we will go to Yingtian Mansion. My junior brother Zhu Yuanzhang, now
With strong troops and strong horses, it is just around the corner to march north to attack the Yuan Dynasty."
Then I saw Zhao Tong with a sallow complexion and slightly protruding cheekbones. She was about 20 years old and already looked like a middle-aged resentful woman. I felt a sense of sadness and heartache. I shook Zhao Tong's hand hard and felt in my heart.
He secretly thought, "It's a pity that I don't have and don't know how to refine any beauty pills."
Zhao Tong saw Wuxu holding his hand hard, staring at him, lowered his head, and whispered like a mosquito, "I'm a yellow-faced woman, what's so good about me?"
Wuxu then said what he was thinking just now. Who knows that it would be better not to say it. After hearing Wuxu's words, Zhao Tong felt deeply about his life experience and fate, but he burst into tears with two lines of cold tears.
It flowed down the thin cheek into the mountain stream under the bluestone.
Wuxu recalled that Pan Ruoxue had made fun of him just now, and felt sad. He held Zhao Tong's hand and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Two drops of tears also rolled in his eyes.
Under the moonlight, Wuxu and Zhao Tong hugged each other gently, motionless, like a strange stone and old tree in the valley.
Zhao Tong rested his head on Wuxu's shoulder and whispered, "This place is far away from the world, quiet and quiet. How great would it be if I could live in seclusion here for the rest of my life?"
Suddenly, several rustling sounds came from the grass dozens of meters away; then a dart was shot over.
While listening to the sound of the darts, Wuxu whispered into Zhao Tong's ear, "Report to General Zhao that there are several enemy sentries. How should we deal with them?"
Zhao Tong also laughed in a low voice and said, "Get it quickly, I will interrogate it carefully, General."
It turned out that the two of them had already noticed that there were five or six spies lurking in the grass in the distance, but they didn't pay attention to them. If these people hadn't been unable to hold on, maybe Wuxu and Zhao Tong, who were nestling on the bluestone at the moment, would have pretended not to know.
, let it go.
"Wait for the order!" Wuxu stood up and threw the dart in his hand back the way it came.
There was only a muffled groan, and then, several torches slowly gathered from all around, surrounding Wuxu and Zhao Tong.
The leader walked closer and saw that Wuxu's whole body was floating and he was about an inch away from the bluestone. He hurriedly shouted, "Evil spirit bullets, green blood arrows!" Then he saw seven or eight round things,
Wuxu and Zhao Tong came together and exploded around them, emitting gray poisonous gas.
Seeing that this man was aware of his identity as a monk and still confident enough to give orders, Wuxu took Zhao Tong to the invisible mandala realm and ascended to a high altitude. Then he asked Zhao Tong, only to find out whether the filthy spirit bullets and green blood arrows were from the East China Sea.
A vicious thing designed by the monks of the Demon Alliance.
The foul spirit bullet is made from the filthy things in the world, and its poisonous gas has a slight corrosive effect on the monk's spiritual consciousness; the green blood arrow is made from the blood of dead monks. Once shot, unless the dead monk
The monks and the monks who were hit by arrows have exactly the same skills, otherwise their spiritual power will inevitably be disordered.
These means, originally used by monks, were deployed in Zhang Shicheng's army specifically to deal with ordinary monks in the enemy's army. If they were caught by surprise, or relying on their numbers and formations, ordinary soldiers could kill monks at the mortal level.
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It is said that there was once a lama who was on the eighth level of the mortal world. After fighting with several monks from the East Sea Demon Alliance, when he was defeated, he accidentally fell into the encirclement. Under the combined attack of hundreds of sergeants' foul spirit bullets and green blood arrows, his soul was shattered.
These sentry detectives had obviously been trained for a long time. Once the evil spirit bullets exploded where Wuxu and Zhao Tong were originally, they shot out more than ten green blood arrows.
Suddenly, a Buddhist chant sounded, and four lamas appeared in the southeast, northwest and behind these sentinels. Each of them made a seal with their hands, emitting light of different colors and rushing towards the center. Wherever they passed, they were pained.
The killer's sentinels all melted away, leaving not even a speck of ashes behind.
Wuxu was startled. He didn't expect that there were four lamas lurking here, and judging from their postures, they seemed to have high levels of cultivation. These four rays of light converged in the middle, making this space seem to be indistinctly fixed, forming his own mandala.
I dare not say that I can come and go freely.
The four lamas stepped forward slowly with their feet in the sky. Then one of them, wearing a purple monk's robe, walked to the big blue stone, raised his head to face the sky above where Wuxu and others were, and first chanted "
Namo’s master, Sakyamuni Buddha,” he said just now, “Elder Hongfa, why don’t you come down and talk about it?”
As the saying goes
The white lotus abandoned disciple fairy smiles, but who knows the pain in her heart?
Nestling in the valley, thinking about retreat, stepping on the bluestone creates a disturbance.