That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 329

Another spring rain fell thinly.

The Dragon King's eyes were all focused on the ruins.

After a short period of silence, the ruins suddenly shattered, and flying stones shot out for a while, falling like rain.

Du Haichan slowly stood up in the rain of stones, and with him stood up, and a statue of the Taoist ancestor tens of feet high.

This Taoist statue is exactly the one that was enshrined in the main hall of Zirong Temple before, but now it has been enlarged dozens of times, and its momentum is terrifying.

The Dragon King twisted his fingers into a flower shape, and chuckled, "The living lord, shines in all directions."

As soon as the words fell, the backlight behind him was shining brightly, like the sun shining on the earth, covering everything and covering everything.

Since he is known as the master of the eight divisions, he is definitely not just the cultivation base of the twelfth floor of the earth immortal.

Under the Buddha's light, the Daoist statue was like ice and snow under the scorching sun, which began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye, and disappeared completely within a short while.

To this, Du Mingshi just smiled slightly, lightly waved the whisk in his hand, and said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."

A purple Qingyun appeared above his head, as bright as the sun, the moon and the stars, and then the Qingyun began to change continuously, transforming into billions of spiritual birds and strange beasts, cranes danced lightly, phoenixes sang in harmony, birds turned to phoenixes, dragons appeared without tails, The clouds spread the rain, the unicorn shakes its head and tail, with a naive look, and all kinds of auspiciousness emerge, which is extremely mysterious.

According to the legend, the Daoist Immortal has Qingyun surging above his head, three flowers bursting out, and five qi filling the sky.

Although it is not the scene of three flowers gathering on the top or five qi in the Yuan Dynasty, it is not far away.

Of all the high-level people in the world, which one doesn't have the means to suppress the bottom of the box? !

Du Haichan held Qing Yun above his head, still standing on the black and white Pisces Tai Chi picture, and looked up at the Dragon King in midair, "If the fellow Taoist retreats here, the poor Taoist can make the decision and forget the past."

The Dragon King of Buddhism didn't speak, but shook his head slowly.

At their level, they will judge the situation and will never be shaken by one or two words of others, let alone change their original intentions.

This can be called Dao Xin, or it can be generalized as Xin Xing. At the beginning, Gongsun Zhongmou said that Xu Beiyou’s Xing Xing was very good, but in Daoist terms, it means Dao Xing is firm. To be more straightforward, in the words of secular old ladies, That is "it's a good idea to pee".

Du Haichan didn't have much hope at all, and he wasn't disappointed at all. Since they couldn't reach an agreement, they could only do it.

After all, he is the master of the Taoist sect in the south of the Yangtze River, the master of the top-ranked party among the many "big border officials" of the Taoist sect, and he is not someone who can handle it casually if he wants to.

On the other side, Xu Beiyou and Murong Xuanyin were already half drunk, six or seven wine jars were placed sideways crookedly, and there was still some unfinished wine dripping out from the mouth of the jars. The two had a tacit understanding The ground has no use to resist the drunkenness, and it is inevitable to be a little drunk at this time.

Murong Xuanyin glanced out of the window, and said hesitantly: "It's time to fight, the young Buddhist monks are so skillful, they have practiced the supernatural power of moving mountains to such a level, it's rare."

Xu Beiyou didn't know what Yishan Dali was, and he had never heard of it, but he once heard his master mention that there is a supernatural power called Vajra Dali in Buddhism, which is very powerful. He thought that Yishan Dali was similar to Vajra Dali.

He also glanced out the window with a drunken eye, but saw nothing, then shook his head, and then began to drink again.

Every time he drank, he thought of the old man with the sword box on his back.

Whenever he thinks of that old man, his mood is very complicated, with gratitude, nostalgia, longing, sadness, regret, and regret.

Murong Xuanyin, who was born with a face that could make women jealous, gently lifted up a strand of her black hair, charming and natural, and took the initiative to say: "Boy Xu, if you want to be the master of Jiangdu, the Jiangnan Taoist sect must be pulled out." It’s a nail, but this nail has been rooted in Jiangdu for hundreds of years, and it’s so deep-rooted that it’s not so easy to pull it out.”

Xu Beiyou was "triggered" by Murong Xuanyin's very charming action, and then a chill came up behind his back. After calming down his state of mind a little, he said slowly: "Please enlighten me, senior."

Xu Beiyou has a moderate advantage, that is, he can let go of his airs very well, and he is naturally neither humble nor overbearing. Compared with many disciples from aristocratic families and sects, they can also bow their heads on the surface, but they are still high in their hearts Looking down at others, it seems very hypocritical for them to let go of their airs. Few people in this world are stupid, so their pretentiousness will not only fail to help themselves, but will be self-defeating.

A man can bend and stretch. The word "flexion" is easier said than done.

At this time, Murong Xuanyin was very satisfied with Xu Beiyou's attitude. Although this degree of satisfaction was not enough for him to change his will, it was the basis for further cooperation between the two.

The so-called foundation, in addition to the big cornerstone of interest, also needs many such small details to fill.

There are many common interests between Xu Beiyou and Murong Xuanyin. Although he gave up half of Jianzong's sea route, Murong Xuanyin will help him make up for that part of the sea route later, so the loss is not too much, even in the long run. From the point of view, this is still a mutually beneficial behavior. He doesn't know why the three elders rejected Murong Xuanyin's proposal before, and even did not hesitate to fight. What is the deep meaning of this? He only knows that 1 years is too long. Seize the day and night.

At that time, he only had three years of life left, and he didn't have that much time to plan and conceive, so he could only go all the way to the end and take a risk.

Good thing it all worked out.

He set foot in the fairyland of the earth and survived.

Murong Xuanyin shot, Zhang Zhaonu died.

The next step is to remove the thorn in the side of Jiangnan Daomen, and the matter of Jiangdu has come to an end for the time being.

Murong Xuanyin asked: "Do you want to destroy this Laoshizi formation?"

Xu Beiyou nodded.

Murong Xuanyin said shamelessly: "Give me another half of the sea route."

Xu Beiyou shook his head resolutely.

Murong Xuanyin sighed, and said: "Boy Xu, I want you to make a promise, a promise that if you can ascend to the world in the future, you will return me a favor."

Xu Beiyou was stunned, silent for a long time, then nodded slowly.

At this moment, the entire Tianxiang Building was shaken, several wine jars were directly shattered, and the wine liquid flowed horizontally.

The Taoist workshop in the distance is like the sky is collapsing and the earth is sinking, and the hustle and bustle is everywhere, it seems that the earth dragon turned over.

Then there are five-color halos and golden golden lights intertwined continuously on the sky, dreamy and gorgeous.

Xu Beiyou felt a little suffocated, but fortunately he was already in the realm of the immortal, and the aftermath of these battles couldn't make him feel bad.

But it can be seen that the two people over there have already played a real fire.

Murong Xuanyin frowned, stood up and stomped his feet lightly, using his own supreme cultivation to suppress the shaking of Tianxiang Tower forcibly.

Xu Beiyou asked, "What's wrong?"

Murong Xuan said in a dark voice: "I underestimated Du Haichan, he had the heart to give up most of the Taoist workshop, and added the entire big four-element and five-element array to himself, affecting the energy of the earth veins, and forcibly suppressing the little Buddhist monk one end."

Xu Beiyou said softly: "After all, he is the master of the Jiangnan Taoism."

I don't know whether to say conceited or narcissistic, Murong Xuan said with a smile: "If you don't have me, your plan tonight may come to naught."

After saying that, he flew out of the window and stood in midair.

Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the bright moon above his head.

A ray of white moonlight that seemed to be real fell slowly in his hand, like a "jade belt", and then this "jade belt" kept changing, and finally turned into a sword.

Previously Xu Beiyou didn't see clearly how Murong Xuanyin killed Zhang Zhaonu with his sword, but this time he saw it clearly.

Compared with the real sword of the sun whose golden light stretches for more than ten miles, this real sword of Taiyin looks very bleak, just like the comparison between a firefly and a bright moon.

But it was this real Taiyin sword that caused the domineering Kunshan suzerain to fall in Changle Pavilion with inexplicable unwillingness.

(End of this chapter)