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- Chapter 270 Sending Letters
Li Ruoyun ignored the efforts of Master Kongwen and others to stay, and left decisively. His lotus feet moved lightly. Although they were walking slowly, they were like a slow cloud. In the blink of an eye, they had drifted outside the temple.
The two young monks were in a daze under the ancient locust tree outside the temple. One looked up at the sky and the other looked down at the ground, each thinking. When they saw Li Ruoyun slowly floating out of a white cloud, they couldn't help but be stunned and at a loss.
What they saw was that their master uncle followed closely behind him, stopped in front of the temple door, and shouted the name of Buddha to Li Ruoyun Heshi from a distance.
Li Ruoyun walked briskly and was already some distance away from the temple gate. Master Wen and the others nodded lightly, turned around, and glanced at the two people beside the tree in the distance with clear spring eyes. He waved, and the white jade seemed to be shining in the sun. like light.
The two hesitated for a moment and looked at each other. They could see the confusion in each other's eyes. Could it be that she was greeting him?
Seeing Li Ruoyun raise her snow-white jade hand again and wave to the two of them, the two young monks woke up from a dream and were finally sure that she was indeed greeting the two of them, so they hurriedly ran over.
"I still don't know the names of the two young masters" Li Ruoyun was not surprised by the two people's reckless behavior, and remained cold and asked calmly.
The two young monks looked dumbfounded and dumbfounded. Their eyes seemed to be fixed, and their bodies were acupunctured. They remained motionless and stared blankly at Li Ruoyun's face.
Although Li Ruoyun left in a hurry just now, when he walked out of the monastery, he never forgot to put the gauze back on his face. It has become a natural habit.
Although the two of them were just entry-level monks in the Shaolin Temple, their qualifications were quite extraordinary, and their body skills were slightly accomplished. They rushed to Li Ruoyun with a gust of wind in their arms.
The breeze blew slightly, and the white gauze, as thin as cicada wings, fluttered for a moment, and just happened to float upward. The area below the eyes, the beautiful nose and lips, and the delicate porcelain mandible suddenly appeared, with lightning-like chrome engraved on the two sides. In the mind of the little monk.
"Two young masters" Li Ruoyun frowned slightly and called out again.
"Young monk Fang Se, this is my junior brother Fang Kong, who has met Almsgiver Li!" But the young monk with delicate features came to his senses first and hurriedly announced the Buddha's name. Heshi replied with a respectful and solemn expression, which was quite impressive A bit of Buddhist majesty.
"Fang Se Fang Kong, two young masters, can you do me a favor?" Li Ruoyun nodded slightly, his expression still cold, and asked calmly, without the slightest hint of asking for help.
"Female donor, please speak!" the little monk Fangse said quickly, quite shyly.
"The little girl would like to ask the little master for help to send a letter to the Shuiyun Sect." Li Ruoyun put her hand into her tall chest, took out a letter from her arms, and handed it to the little monk Fang Se.
Fang Se stretched out his hands without hesitation, took the letter, and nodded solemnly: "Female donor, please rest assured, the monk will definitely deliver it!"
As he spoke, his pretty face turned red, and he felt that the letter seemed to carry Li Ruoyun's body temperature and fragrance.
"That's it, it's all good,just give this letter to the little girl's senior brother Xiao Nanqiu." Li Ruoyun smiled faintly and nodded.
Although she only smiled faintly, in the eyes of Fang Se and Fang Kong, she was like a snow lotus blooming on an ice peak. In an instant, her face was so beautiful that the heaven and earth lit up.
Li Ruoyun ignored them who were stunned, stretched his jade hand to his lips, and let out a low whistle like a crane. Then the sound of horse hooves sounded, crisp and rapid, the rhythm was like rain hitting banana trees, and the maroon horse playing on the roadside drew a line. Yellow light rushed towards Li Ruoyun.
Not far away, the two hind hooves changed from kicking back to kicking forward. The horse's hoofs made two deep marks on the green bricks. The horse's body slipped just in front of Li Ruoyun. He barely stopped and moved forward half a foot. Then you can meet Li Ruoyun.
Li Ruoyun indulged the horse's naughtiness. He patted its forehead, tilted it slightly, and sat on the simple and neat saddle with a graceful posture.
Li Ruoyun hugged his fists at Master Kongwen and the others in the distance, then nodded slightly to the two young monks Fang Se and Fang Kong. He lifted the reins, and the horse's strong thigh tendons bulged out, suddenly rushing out and turning into a streak of yellow lightning. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from everyone's sight, and his speed was far beyond the imagination of the monks.
"What a fine horse!" Fang Kong, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, couldn't help but sigh, with a look of envy on his face.
"Only such a horse is worthy of this donor Li!" Fang Se was so confused that she forgot about the intersection, which was the direction in which Li Ruoyun disappeared.
"Senior brother!" Fang Kong turned to look at him, his eyes fixed on the letter in his hand, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull the feet of his robe.
"Hmm -?" Fang Se agreed lazily, absent-mindedly, still looking atAt the intersection, there seemed to be a delicate flower attracting him.
"You're in trouble, senior brother!" Young monk Fang Kong pulled the sleeves of the square-colored monk's robe forcefully again and said seriously.
"What trouble are you causing?" Fang Se turned his head, his handsome face full of impatience, and glared at his junior brother Fang Kong, blaming him for disturbing him.
"We can't leave the temple, so how can you help people deliver messages?" Little monk Fang Kong secretly glanced at Master Kongwen and the others in the distance who were turning around and were about to return to the temple.
The little monk Fang Se was suddenly stunned. He frowned and thought for a while: "I have no choice but to ask the master's uncle. Seeing how much he respects Benefactor Li, he will definitely let us go down the mountain."
The young monk Fang Kong shook his head, disapproving of it. As introductory disciples, they had to pass through the Shaolin bronze man formation before they could descend the mountain with full skills. Otherwise, they would have to go through a dog hole, which would be tantamount to being exiled from the Shaolin sect. wall.
Little monk Fang Se was so hot-headed that he actually went to Master Kongwen and told Li Ruoyun about asking them to help deliver the letter.
Unexpectedly, Master Kongwen agreed to them after just thinking for a moment. The two young monks were really confused. They thought they would go through thousands of twists and turns, but they achieved it easily.
Master Kongwen looked at them with a kind expression, and told them in a gentle voice, "Please pay attention to safety on the way to Shuiyun Sect, and don't be aggressive in anything." They were inexplicably moved.
Shuiyun Sect Hangu Hanyan Pavilion
The hall on the first floor is as warm as spring, and it is quite lively at this time. There are warblers and swallows, and sweet voices and crisp voices. It has not been such a lively atmosphere for a while, Xiao Die and Xiao Qingfang sighed.
Xiao Yuesheng was still wearing a green shirt, leaning on a couch, with a thick pillow under his arm, supporting his head in one hand, and holding a white jade cup in the other. He looked at Liu Qingquan opposite with a smile on his face.
Liu Qingquan was dressed in a snow-white robe, which reflected her clear and flawless jade face, her jade teeth were snow-white, and her lips were becoming more and more red and attractive, making people want to go forward and suck her hard.
At this time, her smile was as bright as a flower, just like dozens of snow pear flowers blooming, her face was bright and clear, making the room bright and touching.
Next to Liu Qingquan were Lin Xiaoqing and Yang Yuqi, both of whom were smiling and radiant, as if they had experienced a journey down the mountain and become more beautiful.
" Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were misty, looking at the women in front of him, feeling the warm and soft atmosphere in the room, his heart became soft in a rare way, wishing that time could stand at this moment forever.
"Giggle, that Head Yue is indeed the person that Senior Brother has chosen. He has only been the head for a few days, and now it seems that he really has the attitude of a head, which is very bluffing!" Liu Qingquan giggled. Laughing, causing all the girls in the hall to purse their lips and smile coquettishly.
Several clear eyes glanced sideways at the senior brother who was lazily sitting on the couch. The feeling of sexual intercourse can only be understood by being in it.
"You didn't encounter anything on the road, did you?" Xiao Yuesheng shook the white jade cup and asked with a faint smile.
"Yes, the road is very uneven. A few thieves pop up from time to time, but I dismiss them easily. They are not worth mentioning!" Liu Qingquan raised his white and slender hands and waved them casually, with a seductive little mouth. Skimmed.
"Hey, fifth sister, are those little thieves robbing wealth or robbing sex?" Lin Xiaoqing joked with a dimple-like smile and a soft voice.
"Humph, Third Sister, I'm wearing a veil, how can they see clearly?!" Liu Qingquan rolled his eyes at Third Senior Sister and replied angrily.
Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but laugh. Looking at the tone of the junior sisters and the others, they seemed to be somewhat dignified.
While talking and laughing, Xiaoqing suddenly left her seat and floated out quietly.
Soon, Xiaoqing came in again and said to Xiao Yuesheng: "Master, two young monks from the Shaolin sect came down the mountain, saying they came to deliver a message to the master."
"Two monks?" Xiao Yuesheng raised his brows, shook his white jade cup, and said with a smile: "This is interesting, please come up."
The two young monks, Fang Se and Fang Kong, drove quickly, not caring about admiring the novel scenery on the road. They galloped all the way and finally arrived at the foot of Zishan Mountain.
Since Master Kongwen had already told them about the situation of the Shuiyun Sect, they were not too surprised when they saw the misty Purple Mountain. They just admired the strangeness of the scenery in front of them and felt it was eye-opening.
The two of them used their skills to the fullest, shouted a few words up the mountain, announced their Dharma names, and said they wanted to pay homage to Xiao Nanqiu, the benefactor. A letter was sent to him.
The two of them were afraid of embarrassing Shaolin, so they summoned up all their strength and shouted together. They practiced diligently along the way and finally were able to shout in unison.
After shouting these few words, both of them felt slightly dizzy, which was a sign of excessive exertion.
"Two young masters, wait a moment, let the young lady report." A soft and gentle voice sounded, and it spread toIt feels indescribably calm and comfortable to one's ears, and makes one feel at peace after hearing it.
The two looked at each other and could see the surprise in each other's eyes.
Although they are entry-level disciples, they are in Shaolin after all, and their experience is extraordinary. When they hear the voice of this woman, she should be about the same age as themselves, but her skills are vastly different, which makes them feel ashamed.
The two of them hurriedly proclaimed the Buddha's name twice, put aside their obsession with winning or losing, and waited for the news.
Soon, a woman walked out of the thick fog. She had a beautiful appearance, a pleasant temperament, and a faint smile. Even if she didn't speak, she made people feel like they were in spring breeze. It was Song Xueyan.
Although the two young monks looked shy and restrained in their behavior, and seemed too immature, Song Xueyan did not look down upon them, and treated them with gentleness and kindness.
The two young monks immediately felt close to the Shuiyun sect and had a good impression. They thought to themselves that they were indeed the sect of the benefactor Li Ruoyun. They were extraordinary.
" Those who have not personally witnessed the power of the formation on Purple Mountain must have doubts and are inevitably ready to take action.
Intentionally or unintentionally, the two young monks took the wrong step and fell into the formation.
Song Xueyan had already been paying attention secretly. Although her back was towards them, she saw the eyes of the two young monks moving around constantly, and she could see through their thoughts. As soon as they took the wrong step and fell into the formation, Song Xueyan stopped. Come down and stand there quietly, watching their embarrassment.
The little monk Fangse felt that he had entered a dense forest. The surroundings were extremely quiet, without a trace of sound or sunlight. It was so eerie and scary that one wanted to cut down the surrounding trees to let in the sunlight from the sky.
He looked around and touched the towering tree beside him. It was indeed not an illusion. After thinking about it, he needed to find the right direction and walk in one direction.
But the surrounding trees were exactly the same, and there was no sunlight, so it was impossible to tell, so I carved a mark with the single knife on my waist and walked in one direction.
I felt that I had walked a long way, and wanted to stop and take a rest, but I found that a certain place in front of me looked familiar, but it was exactly the mark I had made. It turned out that I had walked around in a circle and came back again.
Walking around like this, the result is still spinning in circles, no matter which direction you change, the result is the same.
He couldn't help shouting loudly. There were no birds in the towering and gloomy woods, and there was no echo of his own. It sounded extremely strange.
Song Xueyan pursed her lips and smiled when she heard it outside. She was determined not to give up until she reached the Yellow River. This was the case for everyone, whether they were skilled in martial arts or those with average martial arts, there were hardly any exceptions.
What the little monk Fang Kong saw in his eyes was a desert, boundless and never-ending. The sunlight in the sky was so hot and violent that it seemed to bake people into sand.
Soon, little monk Fang Kong's mouth became dry. When he thought of the clarity and coolness of the water, he felt that he could drink the entire ocean.
Seeing that the two people were exhausted and almost beaten, Song Xueyan twisted her waist slightly, moved her lotus feet slightly, entered the formation with specific steps, and lifted the two people out respectively.
At this time, the two of them were completely paralyzed and unable to walk on their own. Although they were ashamed to death, they could only let Song Xueyan hold the collars of the two of them and gallop quickly, and soon they arrived in front of the cold valley.
Seeing the cold lake as clear as a mirror, the little monk Fang Kong squinted his eyes and couldn't help but pursed his lips. He wished he could lie down by the lake immediately and drink the entire lake water. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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