high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 219

On the rectangular table with red sandalwood carvings of clouds and dragons, Ran Xu, who was dressed in armor, looked indifferently, and there was no sadness or joy on his face.

"You killed brother Jiu, why did you let me go?"

In the long silence, a voice slowly sounded.

"You look like my daughter."

"daughter?"

"After Ye Wan and I got married, she gave birth to a child." Ran Xu smiled: "It's just that Ling Quan secretly cast a spell to kill him before he reached adulthood."

"And then... Ran Xu's tone was calm: "Even Ye Wan died. "

"What Lingquan did, you actually want to involve the whole Beiwei?!"

The unconcealable anger burst out suddenly, and the table case was shattered by a palm, and she stood up suddenly amidst the killing sound of soldiers unsheathed.

"It's not up to me to decide whether to start a war or not."

However, from the case, he raised a finger slightly to signal.

As a result, those warriors who came out suddenly like shadows put their swords back into their sheaths one after another, and fled into the shadows again.

"Besides, Beiwei is already a devil's den."

Ranxu's gaze seemed to penetrate the depths of the armor, the ray of divine intent attached to it.

Thousands of miles away, in the garden of Yedu, the girl whose face was as cold as frost and snow was suddenly startled.

Just now, he seemed to be watched.

"Aren't you also killing the black demon?" Ran Xu said in a gentle voice, "If such a bad land is set on fire, what's the problem?"

"Monks are so murderous." A sneer came from under the heavy visor: "It's useless for you to eat fast and chant Buddha for many years."

"After marrying Ye Wan, I will no longer be a monk."

Ranshu was silent for a while, shook his head slightly,

He suddenly stood up from behind the long case, and as Ranxu approached, the red armor retreated unconsciously.

Until, she has no way to retreat.

The figure of the tall and tall man was like a shadow, covered heavily like a mountain, the smell of blood, which was inexhaustible, lingering on his body for many years, was clearly transmitted to the tip of his nose.

"If my daughter is still alive..."

Ran Xu looked at her silently, his eyes dimmed, and after a long time, his lips moved slightly.

"It's time to get married."

"I'm not your daughter."

"I know." Ran Shu closed her eyes, "My daughter died a long time ago."

In the silence, he waved his hand weakly, motioning for the man to leave on his own.

The tent door was slammed open from the inside, and the turbulent wind and snow rumbled in, dimming the candlelight on the lamp, and when Ran Xu turned around sadly.

Behind the original long case, there was a middle-aged monk standing impressively.

He came without a trace, and even Ran Xu just noticed it.

Numerous large formations, thousands of soldiers, numerous clear and dark sentries, all failed to keep him out.

Suddenly there was another person in the tent, Ranshu was startled at first, but when he saw the face of the middle-aged monk, he smiled in relief.

"You are still so elusive."

He took a few steps forward, raised a wine bottle on a table, and signaled to Shenzu:

"The Snow Country is damp and cold, do you want a drink?"

"The poor monk doesn't drink alcohol." He put his feet together and asked in a voice: "Uncle, what official position did you give him?"

"Captain Zhechong, who is the fifth rank, put him under the door of Zhangdeng in the Sanfu to control the thousands of torch dragon guards in the Sanfu."

Seeing that he was unmoved, he had no choice but to answer:

"Zhang Deng was born as a monk in the Kongyue Temple in the Sanbai Temple. He went up to the mountain to become a monk when he was a child. His family background is clean and innocent, and his cultivation is also at the fourth-grade diamond state. Even if he is placed in the Torch Dragon Guard, he is considered outstanding. .”

"He killed the eighth-rank King Kong."

Shenzu shook his head: "A vajra of the fourth rank, you can't protect him."

"Fourth grade is not enough, do you need monks from the fifth realm?"

But must be extremely helpless:

"Achieve the five realms, which one is not a famous person? Or the elders of a holy land, or the court minister of the dynasty, who would be willing to give a little Yang talisman to protect the way? Where do you want me to find you the fifth realm! "

"How is Zhang Deng's conduct?"

Shenzu clasped his hands together, and he couldn't see whether he agreed or denied, so he asked again.

"With me here, don't think too much."

Ran Xu still wanted to speak to persuade, but thought that his nephew in front of him was notoriously a living wood, so he had no choice but to continue with the words of God's feet.

"Zhang Deng is from Pingcheng, Qinghuang County. He is from a small aristocratic family. His family is a businessman and has some wealth. He studied under the monk Baoluo and practiced the "Thirteen Canons of Yuntai". As for his conduct..."

Then he paused, then spoke:

"Zhang Deng has a temperament of a chivalrous man. He is upright and dares to commit crimes. In order to protect his subordinates, he took a lot of my army sticks. He is a lenient and easy-going soldier."

"That's fine."

Shenzu nodded slightly: "After I went to South China Sea, I was taken care of by Master Lao. If he has any doubts in his practice, please ask Master Lao to give us some advice."

Ran Xu had just raised the wine bottle, when he heard this, he had to nod his head again.

He put the wine bottle back into the case, his expression suddenly became serious.

"Xuan Wenjun." Ran Xu said in a deep voice, "Xuan Wenjun really has a will to pass on?"

"real."

Shenzu nodded, and said again: "Uncle, I still have something to say, remember to let him focus more on his practice, don't be greedy for authority, and don't worry too much about military affairs, so that he understands that he is just hanging out. Being famous in the army is just convenient for practice. The position of the Great Commander is a property of my Vajra Temple, and when his cultivation level rises, everything will belong to him, and..."

"enough!"

Seeing his mastery and turning the topic off again, even Ranxu, who has always been good-natured, couldn't help but change his face.

He stepped forward, grabbed Shenzu's robe, and shouted:

"I'm talking about Xuan Wenjun, not Baishu! You should pay more attention to such trivial matters!"

"After going to the South China Sea, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to come back."

Shenzu shook his head, and said something that shocked Ran Xu.

"This... why is this?!"

"It's not just me, Lord Qingli and Wang Qiuyi, these two are also going to the South China Sea together."

Shenzu smiled: "Hei Tianzi and Taiwei Mountain, I heard that they have already set off."

"In that temple..."

"Let's take it easy on the confluence of the north and the south. I left an avatar in the temple, which has about [-]% of the supernatural power." Seeing that Xu frowned and said nothing, he said with relief:

"Mr. Xuanwen promised me that within 800 years of King Kong Temple, there will be no military disasters or wars."

"Since it was Mr. Xuanwen who opened his mouth, that's all." Ran Xu responded reluctantly:

"It's just that the time is right now, and it just happened to be successful in one battle, completely exterminating the lineage of the Northern Zen School. If you are not really there, this matter will be difficult to accomplish."

"Miaoyan is in Beiwei, and the Buddhist veins of the Northern Chan School will never disappear."

"Miao Yan?" Ran Xu was really surprised: "You haven't killed him yet?"

"I can't kill you." Shenzu didn't say much, but his expression became gloomy.

"Mr. Xuan Wen said that this matter lasted for at least twenty or thirty years, and at most two or three hundred years. I entrusted him to my uncle. It is considered that the poor monk owes my uncle a favor."

"Between the same sect, why bother to say such words." Ran Xu still frowned: "It's just that you guys all rushed to the South China Sea, what's the matter?"

"How do I know? From the beginning to the end, I was also in the clouds..."

For the first time in the account, there was a wry smile on Shenzu's face.

"Wang Qiuyi seems to know about it, but he only mentioned a few words, so he won't say more."

"What did he say?"

"Boundary Heaven..."

Shenzu raised a finger, slightly upwards:

"We are going to the South China Sea to fill the gap in Jietian."

(End of this chapter)