"The troubles are gone, and the world of mortals is far away."
The voice is low and gentle, echoing in the dilapidated main hall, and seems to spread far away amidst the crashing rain and ticking beating, it is quiet and quiet.
Mu Yunle was completely stunned, only to feel some shock wash over her soul, just like when she was young, she accompanied her mother to a Buddhist temple to fulfill her vows, stayed for one night, and she loved to laugh and make noise, and suddenly heard In the sound of "Dang, Dang, Dang" in the evening drum and morning bell, the soul seemed to be washed away from the dust, ethereal and clear, great peace and great cleanliness. Since then, I have become a lot quieter.
She has heard the proverb "all troubles are gone, and the world of mortals are far away", but she has never felt as much as she does today. Thinking about it carefully, when other monks recite this sentence, they are often shaving for others. The disheartened worldly people who see through the mortal world are shaved, and the green smoke is curling up, covering the face. It is mostly admonishment and expectation, solemn and solemn, but it lacks the grey-robed monk Zhending just now. Nostalgia, without the true blue lantern ancient Buddha.
All the loneliness, all the grief, all the hopes are buried in this sentence.
Troubles are gone, and the world of mortals is far away.
It took a while for Mu Yunle to come back to his senses, and realized that he had forgotten to guard the outside of the temple for a while, stuck out his tongue quietly, and laughed in his heart: "Master always said that I am too young, not tempered enough, and my heart is still immature. Feelings float on the surface, although it is very suitable for the poetic and picturesque swordsmanship of the Huanhua Sword School, but after all, it has lost a little bit of precipitation. It is easy to unite man and nature, but it is difficult to return to the basics like the predecessors. Now it seems that it is not unreasonable"
She frankly admitted her lack of xinxing, and she almost forgot the big things because of the scene.
"Master, have you heard this song before? Do you know the true wisdom monk? Your Dharma name is determined. Could it be a senior monk of the true generation of Shaolin?" Spreading out, connecting with the heaven and the earth, sensing all kinds of movements, while expressing the doubts that did not have time to arise just now.
Then she saw the gray-robed monk Zhending tap the wooden fish, without opening her eyes or turning her head, she replied in a low voice, "It's my honor to hear that."
I heard it more than 20 years agothe "previous life" that I rarely recall
The main hall suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere was clean and exhausted, revealing a bit of thoughtlessness after exhaustion. Outside the temple, the rain was violent and the lotus leaves were ticking.
Mu Yunle Zhiqu looked away and stopped disturbing the gray-robed monk.
At this time, Wang Tong said via voice transmission: "Miss Yunle, why do you feel weird? You keep asking this monk?"
"Don't you think that Master Zhending is the kind of monk who hides a story all over his body? There must be a story that makes people feel so heartbroken and can't help crying" Mu Yunle's eyes were dark, quite agile, no need When wielding the sword, she still had the air of a young girl's coquettish anger.
Speaking of this, she suddenly laughed at herself: "Oh, don't worry about me, we Huanhuajian people are so inexplicable!"
"I know, I know, everyone is in Huanzhou, how can they not know the poetry and swords of the Huanhua Sword School?" Wang Tong hurriedly argued.
The young girl in front of me is proud and introverted, confident and calm, and loves to be praised by others. When she uses a sword, she seems to be shining all over her body. A smile is a sight He restrained his gaze, afraid that the other party would see the unconcealable admiration in his eyes.
Mu Yunle didn't look at him at all, resting his chin with one hand and elbow with the other, watching the lotus blossoming in the rain while watching the blossoming lotus, the petals were fresh.
The sound of tuk tuk wooden fish was very reassuring. After an unknown amount of time, Liang Jiuzhou spit out another mouthful of ink blood with a puff, and his pale face became a little more rosy.
"Senior Liang, the injury has improved a lot?" Mu Yun said happily, she felt that Liang Jiuzhou's breath was much more majestic.
Liang Jiuzhou took a light breath and said: "By dawn, you should be able to recover three success powers, which is enough to take you away."
Before Mu Yunle and Wang Tong could speak in the future, Liang Jiuzhou turned his head and looked outside the temple. He saw the rain pouring down, the mist filled the air, and the night was so dark that he could not see far away. Travel in a hurry at night, get rid of the pursuit Such a heavy rain and such a dark night are exactly the environment where tyrannical monsters like to haunt, if they encounter it, it will be continuous, no less than being attacked from outside."
Things are urgent, the enemy is behind, if it is not limited by the environment, how can we take shelter from the rain and heal our injuries.
"Senior Liang, the heavy rain in the dark night and the monsters on the lonely mountain are threats to us, as well as to the enemies who are chasing, so don't worry too much." Wang Tong said in relief.
Mu Yunle pondered for a moment and said, "Senior, do you know which enemies you are tracking?"
Before Liang Jiuzhou only talked about chasingThe other is strong, and discouraged the two of them not to help, and did not specifically say what.
Liang Jiuzhou sighed and said: "I don't know anything else, only two of them, one is the descendant of the contemporary Huanxi Bodhisattva, 'Xiyu Bodhisattva' Ying Ning, although she has not passed the first ladder, she is no better than How much is the difference between the four heavens, one is the maid of Gu Xiaosang, the previous generation of "Big Luo Demon Girl", and today's "brocade weaver" Shao Changge, whose cultivation level is no worse than that of Ying Ning, is highly valued by the current Luo Sect saintesses."
"Contemporary Huanxi Bodhisattva's descendant Ying Ning Brocade Sanren Shao Changge" Wang Tong gasped, these are all famous figures in the evil spirits today!
Mu Yunle restrained his expression, and said solemnly: "The nine demons are mixed together again?"
"That should be the case." Liang Jiuzhou sensed his surroundings, and there was anxiety hidden in his expression.
Duk, Duk, Duk, they waited for the rain to stop, and guarded against the enemy. Before they knew it, the sky was slightly bright, the clouds gathered and the rain dispersed, and the night was peaceful.
Chief Liang Jiuzhou breathed a sigh of relief, and finally passed the most dangerous moment. He hurriedly got up, and saluted the gray-robed monk Meng Qi: "Master, I will take my leave. Thank you for taking me in."
Meng Qi returned the gift without saying a word.
Liang Jiuzhou released a strong wind, swept up Mu Yunle and Wang Tong, stuck to the ground, and fled outside.
When leaving, Mu Yunle couldn't help but glance back, and saw that the gray-robed monk was still the ancient Buddha with the green lamp, and the wooden fish was monotonous. He sat there, as if his soul was hidden deep, his heart was dead, leaving only a shell.
All the way was safe, they arrived at the nearest Northern Zhou city.
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Outside Guling, Ying Ning, who became more and more beautiful and charming, looked at Shao Changge who deliberately imitated Gu Xiaosang, frowned and said, "They slipped away, are you still hiding in this mountain?"
"We searched this mountain inch by inch last night, three times, and fought five rounds with monsters. How could there be any traces of them? It seems that we were deceived by clues." Shao Changge said lightly.
Ying Ning snorted: "When did Liang Jiuzhou have this ability? If it were his sworn brother Gu Changqing, he wouldn't be able to hide it from me!"
"Don't allow others to have adventures?" Shao Changge looked into the distance, "Let's go back."
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?In the border city of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Liang Jiuzhou went to find the person in charge of Thrushcross Villa here. Mu Yunle listened to Hu Le, and Xin walked on the street, accompanied by Wang Tong.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she saw an acquaintance: "Nvxia Yuan, have you come to Beizhou too?"
Not far away is a woman with bold dresses and bright colors. Unlike the people of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Great Jin Dynasty, she has a beautiful appearance, with mature eyebrows and eyes.
The heroine Mu Yunle recognized was Yuan Yang, a person from the Southern Wilderness. Taking advantage of the shrinkage of the Blood Clothes Cult, she helped many tribes get out of their original predicament. She has always been admired by others. When entering the Central Plains, first try to protect yourself.
Because the Huanhua Sword Sect is closer to Nanhuang, she has met Yuan Yang several times, and she admires each other, especially when there is nothing to pass on, she is almost on the first floor of the ladder!
Yuan Yang smiled and said: "You little guy, have you wandered into the grassland?"
Little guyMu Yunle remembered the past, and quickly changed the subject: "Yuan Xia, are you traveling?"
Yuan Yang's smile became shallow: "Yes, I am also looking for someone."
She was stunned for a moment, as if she was talking to herself: "Many people say that he is dead, but I believe he is definitely still alive, because of some reason he is out of the world." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com