Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Fantasy -> Niqing

Volume 3: Southern Xinjiang Green Fruit Chapter 41 The fifteenth moon is sixteen round

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    Xiao Xun's violent shout was like thunder on the ground. The powerful auras that had been hiding in the Xuewang Temple suddenly became like winter insects that had been dormant for a long time. After hearing the call of spring thunder, they began to flutter their wings and break through.  , soaring in the sky.

    Ji You'er has been working hard for thirty years to gain such a thing, and Li Luoxi has been low-key and forbearing for thirty years but has not been able to gain it. Even the Liaoyuan Sect's hidden guard Po Wu, Mi Feng who stepped on the island and faked his death, all kinds of methods have failed.  Never got it.

    This must go through hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation, inheritance, innovation, and inheritance from generation to generation. In this cycle, after going through the wind, sword, snow, and seeing the vicissitudes of the sea, once the wind and thunder are shaken, the world will be shaken.  Let the world dare not look up.

    Within the Guizhen Temple, countless afterimages flew up, countless roars exploded, the light and shadow floated under the bright moon, and the top of the snow peak roared like a mountain, like a frenzied pressure and anger, rushing towards Xiao Xun and the others.  Come.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? herself,"

    Because at this time, they are no longer human beings, they are already at the pinnacle of the human world and are human masters.

    There are hundreds of masters from Xuewang Temple gathered in the Main Hall, and the lowest level of these masters is the peak of the Dragon and Tiger Realm. Most of them are eminent monks above Xumiru.

    Nearly a hundred Sumeru and ten masters are the foundation of Guizhen Temple¡¯s existence in the world for two thousand years.

    However, at this time, the master had not yet appeared, and the monks in the hall could not be taken seriously by Xiao Xun.

    The only thing Xiao Xun admired was the speed with which these monks got dressed. Logically speaking, when he had just started drinking, it was past midnight, and it was the middle of the night. These monks who were going to bed could actually get dressed in an instant.  Clothes, run here to assemble. If the army who liked to blow the rally horn in the middle of the night in the previous life saw this scene, wouldn't they be ashamed to death?

    Now that he was a bad guest, Xiao Xun had already come to his senses after throwing Wu Mei, the only person he had any human relations with, down the mountain. At this time, he looked arrogant and looked at the sky, but he said lightly: "You little monks, don't come out.  It¡¯s embarrassing. Let the bald donkeys from the Miaojue Realm do it. I don¡¯t think it¡¯s satisfying to kill you.¡±

    Although there were many monks in the main hall, after the initial roar, they became quiet at this time.  These monks are among the few masters in the world, and their eyesight is certainly not bad. Although they saw the three young people in the main hall, although they were all restrained in their brilliance, it was difficult to sense their specific cultivation levels, but they were able to hide their aura to such an extent that Sumeru  Even the masters at this level cannot detect it, so the strength of these three young people must be above Sumeru.

    An old monk lined up the crowd and walked up to Xiao Xun. He clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, but he said, "I wonder if there is any grudge between you and this temple?"

    This old monk is the head of the front hall of Guizhen Temple. He has reached the peak of Xumi realm and is considered highly virtuous among this group of monks. When he saw that the opponent's strength was unfathomable, he wanted to delay it with words, but secretly asked his monks to go up.  Peak report.

    As he spoke, the old monk was secretly frightened, thinking that Guizhen Temple had been blessed with the law of reincarnation by eminent monks of all ages. Even if he could not see his opponent's level of cultivation, the eminent monks in the back hall should be able to sense it, but at this time they still  There was no movement, which showed that the hidden cultivation of these three young people was able to hide it from the Miaojue monks in the backyard.

    This suspicion frightened the old monk, but as the leader of the front hall, he controlled this fear very well.

    " Xiao Xun didn't care what the old monk was thinking. He just waved his hand and five rays of sword intent came out from between his five fingers.

    Xiao Xun's current swordsmanship ranks fourth in the world, second only to Mo Wuyan and Mi Feng. As soon as his five fingers came out, the old monk spurted blood and his body was thrown out of the hall like a kite with its string broken.  !

    Several of the monks exclaimed and rushed outside the hall to catch the old monk.  But the old monk was hit by Xiao Xun's five swords. He had no power to resist, but he was already dead!

    I just heard Xiao Xun sneer and said: "You know you are outmatched, but you still have to take the lead. It's really stupid."

    Li Qianqian was a little surprised by Xiao Xun's words and actions at this time, and glanced at Xiao Xun worriedly.

    But Bai Yu very much agreed with what Xiao Xun was doing at this moment.  Since the monk from Guizhen Temple caused the death of Xiao Xun's mother, Bai Yu thinks it is natural and right even if all the monks in this temple are killed.

    Xiao Xun's move made the monks in the hall shocked and angry, but they dared not speak out.  At the head of the front hall, the cultivation level is undoubtedly the first among the monks, but he can't even take a single move from his opponent. This strength gap is really too big. As Xiao Xun said, standing up at this time is not brave, but stupid.  .

    With one move, Xiao Xunzai killed the head of the front hall. With a wave of his hand, a set of tables and chairs originally prepared for devout pilgrims next to the main hall.But Xiao Xun waved him in front of him.

    Xiao Xun said to Li Qianqian Baiyu: "I think the great monk in Guizhen Temple is very timid and timid and dare not come out. In this case, let's sit here for a while and watch the full moon tonight."

    At Xiao Xun¡¯s suggestion, the three most outstanding young masters in the Qingtian Realm sat down at the entrance of the hall with peace of mind, ignoring the almost cannibalistic looks of the hundreds of Guizhen Temple masters in the hall.

    Xiao Xun seemed to have been prepared, but he took out a pot of wine, three wine glasses, and a plate of moon cakes from the gluttonous space, placed them on the table, and said: "We came in a bit of a hurry, and we didn't even have time to enjoy the Mid-Autumn Festival. Let's  Make it up here.¡±

    Li Qianqian said softly: "It's past midnight, it's already August 16th."

    Xiao Xun said with a smile: "You don't know something. There is a saying in my hometown that the moon on the fifteenth day is sixteen round. Every family celebrates August 16th, not August 15th."

    Bai Yu nodded and said with a smile: "Well, since Senior Sister Li is a member of his family sooner or later, we should just follow the local customs."

    Li Qianqian had a peach-shaped face, but she muttered: "You're lying to me again. Why didn't I know that Jiangnan County still has this custom?"

    Xiao Xunsha smiled and said: "My hometown is not in Jiangnan County."

    Li Qianqian asked curiously: "Where is that?"

    Xiao Xun raised his head and looked at the moon, with a look of nostalgia flashing in his eyes, but he said: "It's just a long way from here."

    Li Qianqian silently picked up the moon cake from the table, broke it into three equal parts, gave one to Bai Yu, one to Xiao Xun, and put one in front of his lips and took a bite.

    After taking a bite, Li Qianqian immediately looked strange. She frowned and asked, "What kind of filling is this?"

    Xiao Xun smiled slightly: "With fish stuffing."

    Bai Yu said lightly: "Don't listen to his nonsense, this is called Wu Ren."

    The situation in the main hall at this time was a bit strange.  Under the bright moon and stars, the monks in the main hall were blowing their beards and staring, but did not dare to say a word. However, Xiao Xun and the other three were eating cakes, drinking wine, flirting, and admiring the moon. The three of them acted as if no one else was around.  , the heart is still, the only ripples are that Li Qianqian is tender and can't stand Xiao Xun's heavy jokes.

    The two-thousand-year-old heritage of the front hall of Guizhen Temple, in front of the three rookies Xiao Xun, is just a dessert when admiring the moon, a background when falling in love, just like the stars in the sky at this time, one more and one less, there is no  What a difference.

    At this moment, the wind suddenly started blowing.

    The night wind at the peak of the snow-capped mountains is as sharp as a knife and freezes into the bones.  After a gust of night wind passed by, a young monk appeared on the table.

    This monk is wearing a purple gold cassock, a Vairocana hat on his head, red lips, white teeth, and handsome eyebrows.

    His hands are very white, the fingers are slender, and the joints do not appear to be very wide. If it were not for the wrong size, they would be similar to a woman's slender hand.

    He took the moon cake on the table, opened it with both hands, looked at the fillings, and after confirming that there was no meaty taste inside, he put it between his teeth and took a bite like Li Qianqian did.

    He then started coughing and coughing up blood.

    The blood he coughed up appeared a strange black color under the moonlight and had an extremely fishy odor.

    Xiao Xun sneered and waved his sleeves, and the young monk fell back into the group of monks.

    Xiao Xun said calmly: "But you are at the beginning of the Miaojue Realm and you are qualified to sit at the same table as me? Let's go to Haosheng to practice for a few more years."

    Although Xiao Xun looked indifferent, he was also somewhat alert in his heart.

    How many masters of the Miaojue Realm there are in Guizhen Temple has always been a mystery in the eyes of the world, but among the upper echelons of the Eight Saint Sects, they probably have a certain number.

    Those are the ten great human masters, the eminent monks of the five directions, the four-image divine monk, and finally an enigmatic old monk.

    And the young monk who just came to the table is obviously not one of the ten, but a young monk who has recently become successful in cultivation.

    Judging from his age, he is only in his twenties, not much older than Wu Mei.  But just now he and Xiao Xun were fighting with each other with their spiritual thoughts, but they were not at a disadvantage. If he hadn't been poisoned by Xiao Xun's corpse poison in the end, he might have been able to sit down at the table.

    Xiao Xun¡¯s corpse poison is now at the level of the Nine Nether Realm corpse path. If an ordinary human master gets a trace of it, he will definitely die.  However, the young monk only vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. Apart from being weaker, he was not in any danger of life.

    The breeze blew again, and another monk appeared in the only empty seat on the table in all directions.

    This monk is dressed much more plainly, just wearing a blue robe.  He is also older than the monk just now.

    Xiao Xun's expression finally became a little solemn, but he asked: "Are youPeople?  "

    The monk smiled faintly and said, "The poor monk's Dharma call to silence my love."

    A sharp look flashed in Xiao Xun's eyes, and then he was quickly suppressed.

    Xiao Xun naturally knew who this person was, and the death of his mother Ji Youer was due to this person.

    Xiao Xun asked: "Are you the leader of the five eminent monks?"

    "The poor monk is one of the five monks."

    Xiao Xun nodded slightly, and then said: "Senior monk, do you dare to prove your martial arts skills with me?"

    Li Qing nodded and said: "Since several donors have come from afar, they must have come to see the martial arts skills of Guizhen Temple. Since the donors are so elegant, I just want to accompany them." (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature.  , the novel is better and updated faster!)
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