The white lotus of wisdom has five petals. Fang Jie, who had witnessed the powerful defensive power of the white lotus, immediately thought of the wisdom of the old monk when he saw the three-petal lotus blooming in the body of the ugly-faced man. What happened after he was captured that day is still vivid in his mind.
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With the combined force of the six masters, the white lotus shattered into pieces, but the old monk Zhizhi took the opportunity to escape. There is one key point that Fang Jie has not figured out. If the White Lotus is the strongest defense condensed from the power of wisdom, then why does wisdom disappear after the defense collapses?
Where did he escape from?
Fang Jie still hasn¡¯t found the answer to this question. It¡¯s not just him. Fang Jie knows that even Zhuo Buyi and the others haven¡¯t found the answer either. People in the Sui Dynasty knew too little about Buddhism and had no idea about their practice method. Over the past 100 years since the founding of the Sui Dynasty, almost all those who really fought against the Buddha Sect were dead. The fierce battle between cultivators in Fan Gu twelve years ago was undoubtedly the most direct conflict between two powerful imperial sects.
But nothing was left from that battle. There were only a handful of people left alive and their traces were missing. There was only one Li Nan in Chang'an City who had participated in that fight before, but he was still a deserter. Later, the boss lady arrived in Chang'an, but her cultivation level was not among the strongest among the group, and she was a woman, so she was responsible for responding to rescue and ambushes. There are not many direct battles with people from the Buddha Sect, and his understanding of the Buddha Sect is also very shallow.
Tonight, in the mansion of General Guide. Fang Jie saw the lotus again, a lotus that looked holy and pure.
The lotus of wisdom has five petals, but the lotus of this ugly man only has three petals. This is a gap in cultivation, everyone can see it.
But what is certain is that there must be some close connection between this ugly-faced man and wisdom. Fang Jie is more inclined to believe that this guy may be a wise disciple of the old monk. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but think of Chen Ya again. That handsome and elegant man. It seemed that the man in front of him and Chen Ya were two extremes. One is extremely handsome, the other is extremely ugly.
But the relationship between this man and wisdom is closer to the relationship between Dingbi Chenya and wisdom. Fang Jie personally sent Chen Ya to a dead end, but Chen Ya did not use such Bailian defense at the last moment. He wouldn't, wisdom didn't teach him this kind of cultivation.
Fang Jie thought a lot in a very short period of time and used this little time to recover his physical strength. The ugly-faced man's counterattack punch was very powerful and heavy. Fang Jie relied on his strong body to hit it hard. Although he was not injured, his chest and abdomen were churning, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, Shen Qingshan showed shocking strength.
Although the sword is not yet fully formed, it is too domineering and powerful. Although the outline of the sword is not clear and even a little rough, there is no doubt about the power of this sword. The maids with the lowest cultivation levels in the courtyard could not resist and could not even open their eyes. And the two old stewards actually had blood flowing from their eyes. The moment the giant sword fell, more and more people had bleeding eyes.
Shen Qingfan closed his arms in front of him, and his hands snapped together.
Then, the giant sword fell from the sky.
The extremely domineering sword intent was like the Milky Way falling from the mortal world, slamming into the broken white lotus of the ugly-faced man. After a loud bang, the entire yard almost seemed to be sinking. The white lotus shattered into pieces and turned into fragments of light flying all over the sky like a broken butterfly, gradually becoming dim.
At this moment, Fang Jie moved.
He has not forgotten that the old monk Zhizhi disappeared mysteriously after using the white lotus twice. Therefore, at the moment when the white lotus collapsed, he rushed out like a cannonball, concentrated his muscle power on his right arm again, and punched it hard.
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A puff of dust and smoke exploded with this punch, and Fang Jie punched a deep hole where the ugly-faced man had been. It was as if a bomb had exploded in the yard, and this punch was so powerful that it struck heaven. The fierce wind blew in all directions, making the clothes on people's bodies rustle.
After the dust and smoke cleared, Fang Jie, who was standing beside the pit, slowly retracted his right arm. Shen Qingshan and he stood on both sides of the pit, looking down at the bottom of the pit warily.
"It doesn't make sense"
Fang Jie looked at the empty pit and frowned.
"Nothing in the world is unreasonable."
Shen Qing smoothed the hair hanging down in front of her forehead, then stretched out her hand, and something under the deep pit was sucked up. She turned over her palm and looked at it, and found that it was a disgusting piece of face. Fang Jie will divide this half??Xianpi took it over and looked at it carefully, and then was suddenly startled.
¡°I couldn¡¯t see it when it was put on my face, but after it fell off, I had some impression.¡±
He murmured something, and then remembered the hysterical roar of the ugly-faced man before.
he died!
Fang Jie thought at the time that the ugly-faced man was referring to his enemy when he shouted that he was dead. But now, Fang Jie finally understood why his roar was so shrill. He is dead, and the person who died must be the old monk Zhi Zhi. And the face that Fang Jie has in his hands is the face of wisdom.
Because Wisdom is a skinny old man, his face will be stretched tight on that ugly man's face. The original wrinkles have been straightened, so this face looks particularly weird. Thinking of this, Fang Jie sighed slowly and said, "I think I know who he is."
He looked down at that half of the face, thinking of the Sui man he had only seen once on Banyue Mountain. That was a Sui man who lost his soul and became a slave of wisdom. It was the Sui man who deceived Liu Shuang and others into the mountain, and then Chenya went on a killing spree. Now many things have become clear, because after the old monk Zhizhi escaped, there was only one person beside him.
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When Zhuo Buyi arrived, Fang Jie and Shen Qingshan were already preparing to leave. The distance of four streets took Zhuo Buyi a while, so he was a little annoyed. Looking at the half face that Fang Jie handed over, he pondered for a while and then expressed his opinion.
"It may not be the Sui man named Fang Juexiao."
He looked at this half of his face carefully, comparing it with the wise face in his memory: "Although my understanding of Buddhism is not very deep, I have never heard that Buddhism has a method that can make people live in half a year. Although the inheritance of Maharaja is very mysterious, those Buddhist disciples were already very powerful after years of painstaking cultivation by the Buddhist sect, even if they did not inherit Maharaja's cultivation. He's a master."
"The small county policeman named Fang Juexiao did not have the constitution to practice Buddhism. His family was considered a wealthy family in the local area. His father once hired a practitioner to help his son succeed, but he concluded that Fang Juexiao could not do it at all. Practice. His martial arts is not very good, and he may be able to deal with ordinary thieves. However, a well-trained soldier may be able to defeat him. How can he become a comparable person in half a year. A person with the strength of a ninth-grade cultivator?¡±
Fang Jie asked: "What do you mean?"
Zhuo Buyi shook his head and said: "I am still more inclined to believe that this person is originally from the Buddhist sect. The fact that he can cast white lotus shows that he is a disciple of wisdom. And he commits crimes with a face of wisdomperhaps for a more real purpose. To avenge his master?"
"It doesn't make sense!"
Fang Jie denied: "Those students at Banyue Mountain have nothing to do with wisdom. If he wants revenge, why doesn't he go to you instead of Taoist Heji?"
"Because he can't beat him."
Fang Jie said firmly: "Because he knows he is no match for you. In this case, why did he kill people in Chang'an City? Why would a person without absolute strength do this? He is not seeking revenge, but wants to kill people and silence them to hide it. What."
Zhuo Buyi's eyes lit up: "You mean, the catcher named Fang Juexiao used some means to gain wisdom, but he didn't want to go to the Buddhist sect, so he returned to Chang'an and he He doesn¡¯t want to be recognized, and he doesn¡¯t want to live a life of fear. He wants to return to Sui Dynasty and use his acquired skills to make a difference, so he must kill everyone who saw him at that time.¡±
Fang Jie nodded: "That's pretty much what it means."
"Then it won't be difficult to catch this person."
It was not Zhuo Buyi who said this, but Luo Weiran who appeared in the yard at some unknown time. He walked up to Zhuo Buyi, took the face, looked at it, and said, "If he is really the agent named Fang Juexiao, then he has a weakness that is exposed to us."
No one asked what this weakness was, because everyone knew it.
Fang Juexiao, there are still parents in that small fishing village in the south of the Yangtze River.
"It's none of my business anymore."
Fang Jie shrugged his shoulders, as if he was not used to this kind of topic. He glanced at Shen Qingshan and said softly: "Let's go back."
Shen Qingshan nodded and never looked at anyone else. Luo Weiran did not stop them from leaving, but sent someone to take care of the scene. He looked at the man and woman leaving side by side and suddenly smiled and said, "Fang Jie is such a happy guy."
Zhuo Buyi also smiled: "Having such a powerful woman by your side may not be all happiness. At least???Fang Jie couldn't beat her. "
Luo Weiran said: "It's worth celebrating no matter what. Not only has the murderer finally revealed his face, but more importantly Da Sui has another master who has advanced to the ninth level. Have you seen her sword intention?" "
"No"
Zhuo Buyi shook his head: "But I can feel that her sword seems to be more terrifying than Li Nan's. Li Nan has been promoted to the ninth level in old age, and the sword intention is more vicissitudes than sharp. And she is so young, the sword intention It hasn¡¯t taken shape yet Who knows how scary she will be in a few years?¡±
Luo Weiran hummed, thoughtfully.
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East 18th Street
In the dilapidated courtyard, a figure fell hard from mid-air. He couldn't stabilize his body, and after landing on the ground, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood. He held on to the wall to keep from falling, with hatred in his eyes. He hates that his cultivation level is not strong enough. Hating that your opponent is far more prestigious than yourself. I hate why life is so hard.
Holding on to the wall and walking into the dilapidated house, he slowly slid down and sat down.
Raising his hand to pull off the remaining half of his face, the hatred in his eyes became more intense.
"it was all your fault!"
He roared lowly, completely ignoring the blood still flowing from the corners of his mouth.
"I used to be ordinary, why did you want to change my life? Why didn't you kill mewhy? If I died, I wouldn't be like this lonely ghost, being looked down upon and unable to see the light of day. You can't go back OhhahaI can¡¯t go back either!¡±
"We can't go back"
He leaned against the wall and cried bitterly, but did not dare to make too much noise. Tears and blood flowed from his fingers and fell to the ground.
"I want to be a master!"
He suddenly raised his head and looked out the window. All he could think about was the man named Fang Jie, who looked successful and powerful. He was a rare genius in the Sui Dynasty for a hundred years, and he had a bright and prosperous future. As for myselfI am living like a lost dog.
"I want to surpass all of you!"
He clenched his fists and looked fiercely.
At this moment, he suddenly stood up with alarm.
I don¡¯t know when there was a man standing in the dilapidated yard, wearing a brocade suit, holding a folding fan in his hand on such a cold night. I couldn't see clearly what he looked like in the night, but I could tell he didn't have any malicious intent.
"I've been following you."
The person in the yard said gently and kindly: "Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards you."
"Who are you!"
he asks.
The man in the yard smiled and said: "My surname is Qin, and my name is Qin Liuqi. Maybe you think my name is strange. I will explain it to you later. If you don't mind, you can follow me to a place. There is someone I want to meet. meet you."