Across the heavens to be a bandit

Chapter 355 [Eat a bite of meat, you can live forever]

The old monk clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name. The golden light on his body was infinite, shining brightly, shining in the night sky.

The mouth of the Buddha glowing with golden light took sixteen flying swords into his belly in one gulp.

Immediately, his face turned red and he became aggressive!

The whole body is surrounded by sword qi and fluttering heart, which seems to be torn apart.

After a while, sixteen streams of water vapor appeared above the old monk's head.

The sword energy dissipated, and the golden light subsided.

To Xu Qianqiu put his palms together and said:

"The old man thanked His Royal Highness for giving water. This is a good fate, Amitabha."

After all, the old monk was about to leave.

At this moment, the second son Xu Fengnian had already guessed the identity of this person, put his palms together and said:

"Farewell to the old abbot."

The old monk clasped his hands together, and after returning the gift, he looked at Xu Qianqiu, lowered his eyebrows and said:

"This old monk's farewell message. In the future, His Highness will definitely be able to teach Bodhisattvas to grow black hair."

Xu Qianqiu smiled without saying a word, in the world of snow, old guys like this like to play tricks the most.

The old monk held a bamboo reed and a Zen staff, and gradually moved away, disappearing from sight.

In the early morning of the next day, Xu Qianqiu opened his eyes, and the little girl curled up in his arms, sleeping soundly.

There was a trace of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.

His Royal Highness Shizi didn't dislike it either. He stretched out his sleeve and carefully wiped it off for her.

The little girl was very vigilant, she woke up in an instant, and subconsciously grabbed a corner of his sleeve tightly.

Xu Qianqiu looked at it, and his heart was touched.

A person whose eyes cannot see the sun will feel sad when falling asleep and waking up.

The moment I wake up, I open my eyes, but I can't see the light, how desolate it is.

The bitterness in it is beyond ordinary people's comprehension.

Xu Qianqiu didn't say anything, but petted and rubbed the little girl's hair.

After simply eating something, several people continued on their way.

In the evening, a deep and endless canyon appeared in front of my eyes.

Several people flew up, climbed to the top, and walked slowly along the cliffs of the rift valley.

Walking slowly for half an hour, in a trance, my feet trembled.

Between heaven and earth, there are still thunderstorms.

Looking back, one end of the canyon.

In the vast expanse, with no end in sight at a glance, tens of millions of bison rushed in like an avalanche or a tsunami.

Like a flood, slanted into a grain pot.

A few people walked on the top of the canyon without hindrance.

However, not far ahead, in the narrow canyon, there are more than a hundred herdsmen, riding horses and leading sheep, and walking slowly in it with all their belongings.

I don't know whether it is tens of millions or millions, so many bison are coming like a flood, and these hundreds of herdsmen will definitely be crushed into meat.

At this moment, where this canyon is located is no longer the Avenue of Sunshine, but the Gate of Hell, the Road of Hell and Huangquan.

These herdsmen have lived in the grassland and desert for generations, so they naturally know about such a dangerous situation.

However, everyone has no choice.

When the second son Xu Fengnian was wondering, he looked down from a height, and from a distance, behind the endless herd of bison, there was actually a group of Northern Mang cavalry chasing them away.

The earthquake that came out of nowhere has caused more than a hundred herdsmen to become a mess of ants in a hot pot.

The old man's face was ashen, and many women and children were weeping unceasingly.

"Brother, shall we save or not?"

Xu Qianqiu glanced at his younger brother Xu Fengnian. This kid, who has experienced three times in the rivers and lakes, knows how to assess the situation.

It's no longer the kind of stunned young man who only has a passion for blood.

If this is the case, sooner or later he will die without a whole body.

Beiliang Palace doesn't need Lengtouqing either.

There is nothing wrong with having good intentions, but it is not sympathetic.

That's why, after Xu Qianqiu came across and took on the heavy burden of Beiliang, he still took his younger brother Xu Fengnian to travel around the rivers and lakes.

Among them, there is the meaning of tempering.

Since it is within the scope of ability, if you can save it, you can save it.

This is Xu Qianqiu's way of chivalry.

"save!"

As the voice fell, Xu Qianqiu's figure had already fallen to the bottom of the valley.

Seeing the immortal descending from the sky, more than a hundred herdsmen were dumbfounded.

Falling into the bottom of the valley, Xu Qianqiu waved his sleeves, and the herdsmen were sent out of the valley one after another.

On the canyon, the second son Xu Fengnian, his follower Shu Shame, and the toothless Lao Huang, the three of them caught the herdsmen one by one and slowly put them on the ground.

When the buffaloes poured into the canyon, a thousand meters away, an old monk was drowsy, looking towards the canyon, with compassionate eyes, clasped his hands and said:

"This son is not only a disaster in the world, but also a great good in the world."

Waving their sleeves again, more than a hundred herdsmen flew up to the top of the mountain.

The cow's hooves roared and exploded like spring thunder. On the cliffs of the canyon, gravel shook off and dust filled the air.

At the corner, a herd of vigorous bison has already arrived like a tide.

Xu Qianqiu flew up and landed on the top of the cliff.

On the side, there was the second young master Xu Fengnian, a girl who would have been astonished as a celestial being, pursed her lips, stood where she was, with a grateful expression on her face.

In his eyes, there is a relief of life and death that is difficult for ordinary people to find, and it is still difficult for countless masters in the world to realize it.

Suddenly, the little girl wearing a mask soared into the sky, and with her palm turned into a knife, she slashed down with her palm.

On the other side of the canyon, sand and rocks flew away, and the middle split open.

With a quick snap of the wrist, the boulder split apart.

At this time, Xu Qianqiu made another move, and with one palm, countless gravels flew towards the back of the cows.

The three hundred cavalry in Beimang were all killed or injured, and none of them survived.

The mountain exploded and dust was flying.

Around Xu Qianqiu, the Gang Qi is self-contained, the arc is soft, and the dust can't get close to him.

Behind him, the young girl who was standing on the spot blankly, and the young man in white in front of him, with fluttering long gown, was so clean and dusty.

A thousand meters away, the Buddhist sage who was highly praised by the Beimang Xinwu Review clasped his hands together, said a Buddha's name, and continued on his way.

There is a saying in the martial arts commentary: the holy monk Nagarjuna of the Liangchan Temple, his performances are fearless, the Tathagata's righteous voice, and the lion's roar, frighten all living beings.

It was this old monk, the No. 1 Vajra in the World, the master of Li Beware...!

Back then, when Li Danxin came back from traveling thousands of miles to the west, it was rumored in the rivers and lakes that eating the meat of a white-clothed monk would give him longevity.

For a time, such a horrifying secret made everyone in the world half-believe.

In order to eat the flesh of Buddhist saints, demonic figures flock to it.

In the end, due to strength, no one succeeded.

Finally, when Li Beware approached Chang'an, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he cut a piece of flesh and gave it to the starving and cold dying.

A few years later, the old man died of old age peacefully.

Never live forever!

In this way, the rumors gradually dissipated.

When Xu Qianqiu turned his head, the first thing that caught his eyes was a beautiful face.

When I first saw it in the canyon, I was already amazed.

At this moment, his beauty can only be described as a person who is not like a human being.

A pair of dark green eyes, extremely rare, like green mountains and green waters.

This girl's face was only slightly inferior to Baihulian and Chen Yu's.

If the body grows long and the charm gradually becomes full, maybe it can be evenly divided with the two.

In the territory of Beimang, the wind and sand are rough, and few women are watery.

The body is also often rougher and larger than that of southern women.

Could it be that this woman has devoured all the beauty of Beimang women?

After thinking about it, Xu Qianqiu looked away, took the initiative to leave the soft and fragrant jade, and looked down at the mighty herd of bison.

The herdsmen who were rescued all surrounded the girl and looked at Xu Qianqiu with eyes full of awe and admiration.

To this, Xu Qianqiu ignored it and turned a blind eye.

(End of this chapter)