Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 451
in the restaurant.

The sound of silk and bamboo is endless.

"The willow hanging on the west mountain and the autumn water are miserable, wanting to kiss but still resting ~ Menggou's feelings are like a lifetime, when will we meet again when we are young?"

The actor behind him is singing to a climax, his voice is getting higher and higher, and the hot tea on the table emits thin traces of water smoke, which is filled with a little tea fragrance.

Lin Mo smiled when he heard the sound, took out a tea set from the covered table, and poured out a cup.

He already knew who it was.

Sure enough, in the sound of Deng Deng's footsteps, a bald man in a white fur jacket and a headband sat down opposite him.

It's Pufan.

Lin Mo smiled more sincerely.

This time it's not a disguise.

These days, the relationship between him and Pufan has developed by leaps and bounds, almost to the point of falling asleep.

The two occasionally talked about Buddhism and Dharma, and occasionally exchanged martial arts, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became.

During some communication, from his mouth, he also learned a lot of secrets about Lanke Temple.

And like a few days ago, when the black Buddhist besieged the city, he also did his best to help him suppress the situation.

From Lin Mo's point of view, Pu Fan is a very upright person, but his eyes are not untouchable, and reason is more important than emotion on weekdays, but when he really made friends with him, he put his friends first.

In other words, simple minded, very grateful.

He likes to make friends with this kind of people most.

"Senior Brother Pufan, shouldn't you accompany the special envoy sent by the imperial court today? Why are you here when you have time?" Lin Mo laughed.

Pick up the tea and sip it lightly.

The relationship between the two is now able to make some jokes like this.

"Hehe, after everything is over, I naturally have to spend some time here." Compared to before, Pu Fan's face was more tired, he smiled helplessly, and also picked up the tea cup, and drank it down.

I don't care if the tea drips on my clothes.

"What's wrong? Could it be that you have been held accountable?" Lin Mo thought for a while, and his voice became softer.

"To be precise, I was transferred." Pu Fan laughed, "The fire in the northern city, coupled with the closure of the city ordered during the New Year, caused several riots in the city, any of which is a felony. I also left the monk I met secretly, I am afraid I have to go to the Baihutang in the state capital."

"Where is the tune?" Lin Mo put down the teacup.

"Transferred to the Huaiping side, as said at the time, the situation on the Taihuai River side is not optimistic, the Dahuai River is heavily armed, and Yuzhou has indeed fallen, which means that Hanzhou and Shuzhou are directly exposed to the front. There is a great shortage of people." Pu Fan shook his head and said, turning the rosary in his hand.

"Of course, I probably won't go. I have been out for so many years, and now that the world is in chaos, I should go back to the temple."

As he spoke, there was a look of empathy in his eyes.

"Brother, do you mean to go back to Yizhou?" Lin Mo was taken aback.

Lanke Temple is one of the three major Buddhist schools in Chixian County, with powerful influence and numerous masters in the sect, even stronger than the Lingtai Sect and Baima Temple, which are also among the three major Buddhist ancestral families.

It is located in Yizhou, which is directly the leader of Yizhou. The entire prefecture emphasizes Buddhism and Taoism. Even the founder of the second Xiaowanfo Temple in the prefecture is rumored to have walked out of Lanke Temple.

It is said that the inheritance can be traced back to the Middle Ages.

It's not like the Lingtai Sect, which inherited the inheritance of Lingtai Temple, and then suffered a catastrophe, can compare.

"That's right, it just so happens that after traveling for so many years, the mental strength and physical strength are also growing to the limit, and Huizong took advantage of the situation to survive the two or nine days of calamity and temper the Dharma Body." Pu Fan laughed.

"Twenty-ninth Heavenly Tribulation... This is really great, here, Lin Mo congratulates senior brother for completing the robbery." Lin Mo said solemnly.

He has already made clear the path after the True Monarch.

After the great master, the sympathy between heaven and man, the energies of the mind are condensed, and the mind of the gods comes out of the body.

This stage is actually similar to the mana of Qianyu Realm.

The dharma body that was condensed afterwards was still immature at first, and then it went through four kalpas, and each kalpa was condensed and carved with nine kalpa patterns, so as to just cast the dharma body.

According to legend, every kalpa has great terror, but after the kalpa is formed, there are also great opportunities.

When the forty-nine calamities are over, the dharma body will have incredible power, and in the end it will even be enough to support the life star, that is, that is another realm.

According to his calculations, if Pufan can survive the condensed and perfect Nine Dao Tribulation Patterns, and survive the Twenty-Nine Heavenly Tribulations, his strength will at least skyrocket by several tenths.

This amplitude can be said to be extremely impressive.

"I hope I can get what I want. After all, the world may become more and more difficult." Pu Fan nodded and sighed softly.

As a disciple of Lanke Temple and a high-ranking officer in a county, his news can be said to be extremely well-informed.

Lin Mo was not polite and asked the reason directly.

Pufan was about to leave Huaizhou, and at the same time he really felt that Lin Mo was a good friend, and he didn't hide it.

"I heard, just heard, during this period of war, the losses of all states are not small, and the situation in Yuzhou is deteriorating. Above the court, there are already signs of anti-war factions, who pursue the idea of ​​appeasement, and advocate peace talks with Qianyujie. called the Dohin Party,
The leader of the party is Huang Ming, a current scholar of the Cabinet Office, known as Huang Longshi.

Half a month ago, the above table "Ten Strategies for Ding Guo" detailed the benefits of the peace talks with Qianyujie. With the blueprint drawn and its own prestige, there are more and more fans recently, haha. "At the end of his speech, he even laughed himself.

"The Daoxing Party? Peace talks?" Lin Mo frowned slightly, appeasement was not a good word. "If you really want peace talks, why are we fighting to the death here?"

"Peace talks belong to peace talks, but for a real talk, at least one real sword and gun must be fought before you are eligible to talk, and it is not that there are no people in the court who are fighting against the Huanglongshi, so whether to talk about it or not, how to talk about it, should not be discussed." I waited for this level to guess and get it.”

Pu Fan shook his head, clasped his hands together, and performed a Buddha ceremony, feeling a little emotional.

"It's...it's true..." Lin Mo was silent for a while, and spoke slowly.

He was calm on the face, but he was worried for some reason in his heart.

He actually knows a lot about peace talks and talks.

For example, there are many cases in the history books of previous lives.

It would be fine if the strengths of the two sides were similar, but if the strengths were disparate, the weaker side would inevitably pay a large price.

In Lin Mo's view, among other things, land cession was the first item.

And cede land...

He thought about it, the main forces in Qianyu Realm are Taizhou, Yuzhou, and... Huaizhou...

At this time, as the head of Qingliang Temple of Lingtai Sect, the new generation of twin stars of Lingtai Sect, in the Huaizhou area, he could be said to be a local snake, and suddenly he had a bad idea in his heart.

He looked at Pu Fan, who was drinking tea and watching music by himself, and was a little uncertain about the intention of the other party to bring up the topic just now.

but no matter……

We must improve our strength as soon as possible!

Even, no matter how much the price is paid!

Lin Mo thought of the situation under the black Buddhist closure of the city a few days ago, and secretly settled his mind.

a few days later.

After the official transfer order, Pufan resigned as the military commander of Sitong County, and the new military commander was named Tuobaxin.

The other party has a vigorous temperament. It is said that he was born in the Zhou Shengjin Army, and he is in the realm of a true king.
Then began to practice the army array.At first glance, he is a master who does practical things.

And all of this has nothing to do with Lin Mo.

After sending Pufan away, he took the elite of the Azure Dragon Society back to the stronghold built in the Taihuai Mountains for repairs.

After everything was settled properly, he turned into a killing machine and started killing in the mountains, slaughtering the king of mountain beasts.

Now that talent beads are in an unlimited supply of primeval stones, the accumulation of red energy can be said to be steadily increasing, but the accumulation speed of talent beads in the fifth stage is already based on years, so there is no way to do it even if you are impatient.

Therefore, at this time, the only thing that can quickly increase the combat power is to condense the heart of death, break through the three barriers of the master, and even refine the divine orifice, and the sympathy between heaven and man.

Don't look at the ordinary great master as weak as a minion in Lin Mo's eyes at this time, but this realm is one of the most crucial steps in Chixian Martial Arts. It is related to the first fusion of Yijin and Shenyi, so it is very important for the promotion of martial arts.

In the 49th year of Qiguang in the Great Zhou Dynasty, March 26, Guyu.

Outside Sitong City, Luoyaling.

In the past, the lonely mountains were rarely inhabited.

But at this time, look down from the sky.

There is Fohan in black and strong clothes, and some other people who are dressed differently from Chixian, slowly appear from the side of the mountain.

On the other side is the court side of Sitong County.

This also belongs to the coalition army, with the imperial court Zhou Shengjun as the main body, surrounded by sects and elite families.

At this juncture, the union was not so much accidental as inevitable.

Standing on one side at a time of life and death, unless you leave, you will inevitably choose one side to join.

This is the truth since ancient times.

Just like the beasts in the mountains compete for the ultimate beast king, the rest of the challengers must fall to the ground.

Lin Mo got the news early today, changed his attire, hid himself in the mountains, and watched the two parties confronting each other down the mountain.

Black Buddhism attacked the mind a few days ago, so it's time to attack the city this time.

And the imperial court seems to have already made preparations.

Experts are constantly coming to help.

For example, there is a person with purple hair and red eyes, even he can't see through it.

Some people came to the mountain to invite him, but he refused with excuses.

Because of the spirit of the Lingtai Sect, there was not much substantial loss.

After all, there are quite a few members of the Lingtai sect in the coalition this time.

Since the other party is not angry anymore, he dare not act rashly.

To some extent, this is also the general trend.

However, Lin Mo refused openly and returned secretly. The reason was naturally not pure, it was simply to condense the heart of death.

The mountain beast is full of blood, but it is still much worse than the martial artist.

Normally, he would not be able to catch and kill casually, but on this battlefield, he didn't need to have any scruples.

kill!

kill!

Soon, the two groups of people below the mountain began to hedge like a tide.

The sound of killing and cutting shook the sky, and the strength of will pierced through the sky.

The blood flowed on the ground, even staining the ground red, the pungent smell of blood was scattered in the wind, and the air changed its smell.

Lin Mo disappeared on the mountain.

It appeared on the edge of the battlefield in an instant.

At this moment, he was wearing Zhou Shengjun's costume, with a hooked nose, triangular eyes, and sunken cheeks. He looked like a ruthless man.

"Kill! For Da Zhou! For Chi County!"

Lin Mo shouted loudly, with a loud voice, like a passionate person, even on the battlefield, he attracted the attention of many people.

Of course, this quickly attracted a few followers of Black Buddhism.

This is the reason why the early rafters rot first.

These black Buddhist believers can see that their martial arts skills are not strong, and each move is full of loopholes, but their strength is enormous, and many of them are not human-like.

At the same level, under normal circumstances, Chixian Wufu is able to defeat him in battle.

It's just that it's different on the battlefield.

From an outsider's perspective.

Lin Mo, like a stunned head, punched the black Buddhist believer who was rushing forward with a machete.

Bang!
His strength is indeed not small, a black Buddhist with a horse's head on his head and ugly sallow muscles, the moment the machete collided with his fist, the edge of the knife deflected in one direction, and then the fist hit the ground unabated. on its head.

The huge horse-faced head shattered like a big watermelon.

But before people were amazed, they saw several black Buddhist believers rushing up, forcing them to the side of the black Buddhist.

Under siege.

Amazement turned to regret.

Lin Mo, who was forced into the side of the Black Buddhism, could only feel the low-pitched whispers in his ears, which had the effect of deceiving people's minds. He was surrounded by black Buddhists with red eyes, and there were also many alienated demons from the Thousand Feather Realm. .

It's just that in such a situation, the excitement on his face disappeared, and his expression became flat.

puff!
He stretched out his hand slightly, grasped the beating heart in his body, and then directly crushed it.

Countless tiny amounts of blood were quickly absorbed like being poured into a sponge.

this feeling...

Lin Mo flew upside down into more crowds as if being hit by a heavy object.

While flying upside down, the black hair kept falling...

Strands of black hair turned into tiny black snakes when they landed, swimming in the bloody water on the ground, devouring the seriously injured and weak people from time to time...

Lin Mo was kicked around like a ball in the crowd.

His eyes were slowly covered with bloodshot eyes, and there was even a lot of black aura lingering around his body.

"This feeling...is so right..."

Said softly.

The hoarse voice carried the hint of intoxication, as if an old alcoholic had tasted a treasured wine.

That's right, for him, the blood and life here and there is fine wine.

Every time one person is absorbed, the heart of the dead demon will be condensed, the power of the Tathagata will be stronger, and the body will be stronger.

Even the Nine Transformations of the True Spirit are gradually accumulating progress.

The feeling of obtaining strands of blood energy essence even gave Lin Mo an unspeakable sense of comfort.

Compared with accumulating step by step, this speed is really much faster.

This to him...was heaven.

He seems to understand why there are so many heretics and heretics throughout the ages.

This kind of improvement speed, this kind of pleasure of rapidly strengthening oneself, ordinary people can't refuse at all.

'Of course, I didn't fall into the evil way. After all, what I killed was a group of poor people who made mistakes in their new practice and suffered pain every day and night. '

Lin Mo swam among the crowd like a fish.

The mind is not lost in the strength of the strength.

After all, in his view, a group of people who have taken the wrong path provide nourishment for their strength, get relief from them, and even watch them go to a stronger state.

It is also an awesome sacrifice.

Of course, the movement should not be too loud.

Lin Mo has a clear understanding of himself. He is powerful now, but relatively speaking.
In short, patience is required.

Therefore, among the fighting crowd, there was blood splashing, and the sound of killing was roaring.

On the ground, there are also black snakes winding.

Red and black, noisy and quiet.

Very harmonious.

(End of this chapter)