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Text Chapter 208: The monk is like a knife (1)

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    The injured boys were quickly treated.  Antipyretic Pill, Shengshuhuashu Powder, Rejuvenation Technique, Chunlin Technique, and Vitality Pill. The two foundation-building monks on the cloud mat only used some basic methods to restore the boy below to a healthy appearance.  .  Except for the two leading boys, who unfortunately had their arms bitten off by fire-type monsters, there were so many missing muscles and bones at the break that there was no way to connect them immediately. All the other boys just lost some energy and energy.  Even for the two seriously injured ones, when they return to the family headquarters, there will be specialized monk doctors to diagnose and treat them. They can easily repair the broken bones and restore the torn muscles to their original shape.  look.  Chen Guanshui sat steadily on the cloud seat, quietly watching the scene below.  After a little longer, Chen Guanshui also saw some clues.  The following boys who participated in the official trials were all wearing exquisite samurai uniforms with strict decorations on important positions.  Nothing could be seen just now, but now that the trial was over and they walked out of the hunting ground and walked into the crowd waiting outside the hunting ground, it was immediately revealed.  There has long been a continuous stretch of camps outside the hunting ground. White tents have been carefully erected in the middle of the valley. There have also been a large group of people standing quietly in the camp waiting for them.  Chen Guanshui's eyes fell on a young man, and followed him to a burly man standing in front of the tent.  To be precise, it landed on a long white flag that a smart young man behind the man accurately waved out when the young man walked in front of the burly man.  "The Konoha clan of Akizuki Kingdom protects horses from the sixth rank Kawachi".  Looking at other places around, white flags with different words written on them have also been set up one after another.  "Liu, the fourth-rank Sanyo prefect of the Konoha clan in the Autumn Moon Kingdom", "Hu, the eighth-ranked Donghe County Hu under the Konoha clan in the Qiuyue Kingdom", "the sixth-rank Sanqi of the Qiuyue Kingdom's Konoha clan, who often serves Wei", are different.  foot.  Chen Guanshui smiled brightly, and as expected, the custom of the Confucian sect's nine-rank sect to separate the family ranks was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.  This is especially true in this world where force is respected.  Thinking about the official positions and grades, they all refer to the status of the families behind the young men and the territory they occupy.  Chen Guanshui was calm, but other monks came to him.  The dozen or so monks who were sitting alone in the sky just now gathered on the top of the mountain with them as the center when they landed on the ground.  Even the weakest female cultivator among them is a lonely cultivator who is over seventy years old and is still at the third level of Qi refining. There is no possibility of further advancement. There are dozens of capable warriors wearing full armor around her.  "Guarding" with various weapons.  The two foundation-building monks who had the highest cultivation level and were also landowners fell to the ground. In an instant, most of the standing warriors in the camp knelt down.  The layers are like waves, the waves are powerful, and the authority shakes people's hearts.  As soon as they took the first step, more than 30 highest-ranking warrior leaders squeezed through the crowd, rushed to the roadside where they were advancing, and respectfully paid homage with their swords in hand.  In the second step, the thirty or forty female warriors who were just chatting and laughing in the center of the camp had already put on their makeup and tidied up everything inside and outside the core tent.  In the third step, the fifty young men who had just participated in the official trial were already kneeling on the dirt in front of the core tent, waiting for the arrival of their future master with reverence and love filling their hearts.  On the flagpole in front of the big tent, a huge long white flag was immediately unfolded and fluttered in the wind.  "The Konoha Clan of the Autumn Moon Country thanks".  In contrast, Chen Guanshui, who is still alone, is very different.  So one of the girls among the monks, a cute girl who should be the easiest to talk to Chen Guanshui, a strange foundation-building monk, casually walked up to Chen Guanshui and asked: "This fellow Taoist,  Dare I ask where the fairyland is? "The girl is very beautiful and cute.  Although Chen Guanshui's cultivation level is very low and he is just getting started in Qi refining, a fifteen-year-old girl is obviously very immature, but she is still very cute when she pretends to be mature.  She wears a light green skirt and has long, thick black hair, only tied up with a small golden hairpin.  There was a youthful look on her pink lips, and there was no vigilance or scheming that Chen Guanshui wanted to see in her hazel eyes.  Chen Guanshui was stunned for so long that the girl opposite lost her temper and stomped back to his adult side.  Chen Guanshui raised his head again and saw the two foundation-building monks who were still smiling when they were watching the ceremony. Now they had stopped at the door of the core tent, looking hesitantly towards him.  He neither invited nor expelled, just waiting.  The warriors next to them who were kneeling just now, now stood up and drew their swords as their master's eyes turned cold.  Suddenly the blades were like forests and the white flags were like sea, but Chen Guanshui wanted to laugh.  Chen Guanshui's right hand gently stroked the "Taoist robe" on his body. One moment it was pressed on the 444th "Infinite Sword City", and the next moment it was pressed on the 371 "Chaos Dragon"  sea", ?Then it went all the way down and landed on the last core obtained on the cuff - the eighteenth "Bone God Demon".  A piece of "Thousand and One Realms of Deception" is now nearly completed.  Even if you pull out the one with the weakest power, you only have to throw out the "seed" inside, and everything in front of you will only turn into flesh and blood.  Qianhuan Sect Qiuyue City seems to be very famous, but the robe on my body has swallowed up too many beings with similar names.  The wind-swept red flag of Qiuyue City is Xie Hongzhuang. The sky above these people is also the source of the rituals of these people that are different from others. What does it mean to myself?  But Chen Guanshui doesn¡¯t want to be impulsive now.  So Chen Guanshui casually took out a token from the dream space to prove his identity.  "Chen Youke, the 27th disciple of Zhengli Zhengli of Dingming Peak, a branch of the North Mountain of Xuyue Sword Sect".  A genealogy bearing the treasure seal of Xuyue Sword Sect, a set of thirty-six Tiangang Sword Talismans that only core disciples of Xuyue Sword Sect can own, one of which comes from Xuyue Sword Sect's Inner Mountain Sword Forging Hall, owned by  The top-grade magical sword refined by Jindan Zhenren, and more importantly, a complete set of secret words used by the disciples of the Xuyue Sword Sect when traveling around.  From front to back, everything, every detail, is perfect.  The two foundation-building monks also lowered their guard, dismissed the warriors with a wave of their hands, and invited Chen Guanshui to continue to sit in the tent to watch the ceremony.  The fifty boys were gradually introduced into the big tent and accepted the evaluations of the monks present.  From their family background, to their parents¡¯ bloodline, to the school they followed, to their past reputation, to their performance today.  The monks on the table knelt down in front of these boys if they didn't understand, made things difficult for them when they wanted to be mean, and flattered them when they wanted to praise them.  From time to time, he would give some suggestions to the boys below, saying which school of martial arts is more suitable for his characteristics, which family's daughter is more suitable for him to marry, and which family's monks are more suitable for him to serve.  Or on the other hand, he was angry at the boy for his cowardice and scolding, or for his elder's offense, or for some unknown interest dispute.  The two foundation-building monks from the Xie family have been sitting calmly at the top, quietly listening to the judgments of the monks next to them as if they were talking nonsense.  Except when he spoke a few words of praise when he met with the fourteen boys and the leader of the seven boys who surrounded and killed the hungry tiger, he spent the rest of the time looking at Chen Guanshui.  Chen Guanshui, on the other hand, looked at the boys on the field very seriously.  The magical powers of dreams are constantly changing as the ethereal "empty" power grows.  Although you can still only see the "hunting ground" within a radius of fifty miles, and you can only see the traces of the "target" staying in the hunting ground, you still can't see through the details of those powerful golden elixir monks, but there are still many, many more.  thing.  For example, now, Chen Guanshui can place the kneeling boy below at the core of the magical power of the dream.  Just by looking at it with my eyes, I could see a lot of things from the marks on his body.  There are only a few traces left, even if it is a wound left when I was very young, a slight deviation in the body caused by the habits of an irregular mind, the fragrance left after walking through the wine alley a few days ago, the lingering lingering after lingering with a certain girl.  down trajectory.  Thin and dense, like a balled up paper, it was slowly unfolded.  Then in Chen Guanshui's eyes, the boy in front of him was dragged out into phantoms one by one because of these "seen" traces.  The true selves evolved from the concealed xinxing, the realities behind the virtual images, were finally condensed into a specific and real assessment. ? One boy comes in and one boy goes out.  The fourteen boys who formed a formation to slay the monsters received the highest reward. They were accepted as retainers by the two Xie Jiji monks and became direct warriors of the Xie family.  Although he is only holding the sword from the corridor under the Ninth Grade for the time being, the prospects are promising.  The young man who later led six boys to surround and kill the hungry tiger was accepted by a monk next to him and became his retainer.  The remaining thirty boys, except for three who were really unworthy, were all approved to serve in their respective clans and become true samurai.  When the news was announced, the camp suddenly boiled.  When the two Xie family monks invited everyone in the big tent to visit Konoha City and flew away on the clouds, the camp immediately began to arrange lights, sing and dance, and set up a wine banquet.  Standing in the air, Chen Guanshui looked at the camp, which was already filled with cheers.  At this time, the leading Xie family monk casually asked Chen Guanshui: "Fellow Daoist Chen Guanshui is traveling abroad, why don't you recruit a few warriors here to serve as walking companions?" Seeing that Chen Guanshui looked suspicious, he assumed that Chen Guanshui was trapped in  The practitioners who practice hard in the mountains only focus on their practice, and they look like teenagers of seventeen or eighteen years old, but they have already reached a higher position than themselves.  So he said: "My monks are like swords, and our nature is to be pure and refined in order to understand the secrets of heaven and earth and control heaven and earth."handle.  But the sword always has a sheath, otherwise it will always hurt people. Why not relax a little and pay attention to the mortal world, so that we can really break the bridge between heaven and earth between Tao and Dharma?  " Chen Guanshui said "Oh" in surprise. "I didn't expect that the old monk in front of me, who could hardly see the possibility of achieving a golden elixir, and who had begun to indulge in worldly power and reputation, could actually say such inspiring words.  Come on. A monk is like a sword. It cuts through the world with its sharp edge and never returns. But it is also true that the sword must have a sheath, otherwise it will be a madman and it will be lost.  Only by focusing on the heart and discussing the world with the words Tao and Heart can we truly know what "Tao comes before the Dharma" is. People who can say such a sentence should already have a first-class golden elixir and become famous.  , how could it be the old man in front of me? Or the monk from the Xie family who took the initiative to speak, "This sentence was said by my ancestor Hongzhuang of the Xie family, can you get anything out of it?"  My ancestor is going to hold a mountain propaganda meeting next month. I wonder if my little friend would be interested in being a guest in Konoha City for two days?  "
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