That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 726 Mrs. Murong Murong Xuan

Although Murong Xuan has not walked in the world for many years, her appearance has not changed much compared to decades ago, so when she came to Wanghai Terrace, everyone looked at each other briefly, and there was an uproar.

Mrs. Murong, the head of the Murong clan? !

After Murong Xuan appeared, Murong Zhen immediately got up and came to her side, respectfully said: "Patriarch."

Li Qingyu obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed his hands, "Mrs. Murong."

Ye Daoqi's eyes were complicated, his face changed, and finally he let out a long sigh, "Auntie."

Murong Xuan smiled and nodded in greeting, and then ordered Murong Zhen to disperse a few daring people who wanted to climb the Wanghai Terrace. She took a few steps forward, stood in front of Li Qingyu and Ye Daoqi, and faced the Dragon King of Buddhism.

As far as she is the head of the Murong family, this move is a bit illegal and suspected of overstepping, but if it is considered as her elder, there is nothing wrong with it. A member of the Ye family.

The Dragon King said softly: "Madam hasn't heard of it, it doesn't mean there are no such rules."

Murong Xuan chuckled, "There are no unreasonable rules in the world, and there is no unreasonable reason. In this way, the Dragon King must be unreasonable."

The Dragon King was noncommittal.

A single Dragon King can already turn the huge Daoshu workshop upside down, and now with the other three masters of the Eight Parts, even if Murong Xuan has been hiding it for so many years, it is difficult to defeat the four of them with confidence, and The four of them are all from the same lineage of the eight tribes of Buddhism, and they must be proficient in the art of formation and attack. They must not be simply regarded as monks above the twelfth floor of the four earth immortals. There are as many earth immortal monks as there are hands. If these four people are determined to do something, it will be difficult for anyone to stop them.

Murong Xuan smiled lightly: "As expected of being the master of the eight sects of Buddhism, you really don't take me, a weak woman, seriously."

The Dragon King took a step forward lightly.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

The entire Wanghai Terrace was shaking endlessly, waves of turbulent waves were set off on the sea, wave after wave slapped on the Wanghai Terrace, rolling up a thousand layers of fine snow.

Murong Xuan's hair and dress fluttered.

The monks who came to this gathering were even more unbearable, stumbling around, and occasionally a few people with cultivation bases were also forced out of the range of Wanghaitai by the invisible air force rushing towards them.

The Dragon King looked at Murong Xuan and said softly: "Mrs. Murong, if you are willing to take a step back, the poor monk can also make his own decision and take a step back for Mrs. Ye."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Dodge's face changed slightly.

If Murong Xuan really backed down temporarily today, then he would have to face his mother's quarrel with Qiu Hou alone. At that time, unless uncle Qiu Ye came forward to intercede in person, who would save him?

But if he does something at this time, Ye Daoqi will inevitably be worried. At this time, Murong Xuan, Li Qingyu, and Ye Daoqi, the three of them will be powerless to fight against the four of the eight tribes of Buddhism, unless Murong Xuan At this time, he has stepped into the realm of the eighteenth floor of the earth immortal, but the eighteenth floor of the earth immortal is not a Chinese cabbage on the roadside, how can it be so easy?Didn't you see that Sun Zhongmou, the lord of the Sword Sect, only stopped at the Seventeenth Floor of the Earth Immortal?
Especially the Dragon King of Buddhism, during the battle of Jiangdu Daoshu Workshop, he smashed countless Taoist temples with his supernatural power of moving mountains. Zhaonu, if he intentionally hides his own realm, even the Seventeenth Floor of the Earth Immortal would not be surprised. How could Ye Daoqi not be afraid of this?
But Murong Xuan, who didn't see the magic weapon in her hand, ignored the Dragon King's majestic aura and smiled. , The Dragon King took another step forward. Before the monk's shoes hit the ground, dozens of criss-crossing cracks had appeared on the ground of Wanghai Terrace.

How important is this step?

The entire sea-watching platform shook again and again, almost moving mountains.

Move mountains vigorously!

In the first battle of the Taoist workshop, the Dragon King used his supernatural powers to uproot more than a dozen Taoist temples, and then threw them out as projectiles. He almost destroyed half of the huge Taoist workshop by himself, and it has not yet been fully restored.

Murong Xuan still didn't move, the Dragon King's monk shoes finally fell to the ground, and he forcibly moved the mountain by himself.

A ravine and fissure spread forward shockingly, but when it reached Murong Xuan's body, it stopped abruptly as if there was an invisible barrier.

Murong Xuan said calmly: "At that time, the World Honored One adjusted his Dharma clothes, lifted the mountain rock with his right big finger, picked it up to Brahma, held it in the right palm of his hand, placed it in the void three times, went to the ground four feet nine feet, and returned it to the palm. What a book to move mountains, what a great effort to move mountains."

The Dragon King took the third step expressionlessly.

Numerous cracks appeared under his feet, and countless golden lights shot out through the cracks. The top of the entire Wanghai Terrace was fragmented, like the sea constantly rising and falling.

Xu Beiyou and Shangguan Qiushui, who had already retreated to look at the sea platform, watched from a distance. After seeing this scene, Shangguan Qiushui couldn't help but said: "This Buddhist Dragon King is so domineering? It is said that people in the three religions are not good at fighting with others. Compared with There is a lot of difference between a sword repairman and a martial artist, and in my opinion, this Buddhist dragon king is not far behind."

Xu Beiyou said softly: "Among civil servants, there are many who can mount horses and lead troops, and among military generals, there are also those who can splash ink. There are always a few outliers in everything. Besides, whether it is the Taoist Temple of Suppressing Demons, or the Eight Divisions of Buddhism Everyone, they are all doing the dirty work of killing people, how can they do it if they are not good at fighting with others."

Shangguan Qiushui suddenly remembered something, "By the way, there is also the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall of your Sword Sect. A few decades ago, if it was the number one murderer, it was still the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall."

Xu Beiyou looked complicated and did not speak.

Shangguan Qiushui said softly: "It's hard to imagine that you are still a 20-year-old young man. When I was your age, I never thought of carrying the burden of the whole family. To me, the so-called family is like a family. Fan cage, I was only thinking about how to escape and see the outside world."

She paused for a moment, then added: "Of course, now."

Xu Beiyou sighed softly: "Sometimes, I also envy people like you, who don't worry about everything, and can even be carefree to a certain extent. It's good to be carefree all day long."

Shangguan Qiushui said with a smile: "You live very tiredly. When you open your eyes every morning, your eyes are full of bad things. Outside, there are so many difficult enemies waiting for you. Inside, there is a whole family pointing at you. , and even guard against some unfamiliar white-eyed wolves, am I right?"

Xu Beiyou was silent for a moment, and said with emotion: "It's a little tiring, but not bitter."

The two chatted on this side, while the Dragon King was less than ten steps away from Murong Xuan on the other side. He clasped his hands together, stopped to stand, and asked again: "Mrs. Murong, would you like to take a step back? It's just one step."

Murong Xuan asked back: "What if I refuse."

The Dragon King said in a deep voice: "Then please don't blame the poor monk for being rude."

The atmosphere in the venue was suddenly extremely cold.

Ye Daoqi was worried, and stepped forward to Murong Xuan's side, but before he opened his mouth, Murong Xuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, the Dragon King of Buddhism is indeed powerful, but he is not invincible, and I am not his weak woman." Opponent, naturally someone is his opponent."

The next moment, a black-clothed Taoist appeared beside Murong Xuan out of thin air, leaning his upper body forward slightly, and said softly, "Ma'am."

(End of this chapter)