The sword rises

Chapter 345 Believe in the Poor Monk
Chapter 340 Five Believe in the Poor Monk
Hengduan Snow Mountain, very nervous.

Li Qiurou, the fairy in white, focused her attention on Ding Pengsheng who was approaching every step of the way, completely ignoring the bright red scar on her left jade wrist.

"Fairy, this old man respects you and doesn't want to hurt you, so you should leave!"

Xia Chengguo's elder Ding Peng Sheng was still a little hesitant, unwilling to do anything to the fairy in white, so as not to cause disasters in the future.

"Like I said, no one can get a finger on my husband's property." Even in the face of the unfathomable powerhouse at the peak of the Earth Profound Realm, Li Qiurou still did not flinch.This is his sword, and she will protect it with all her strength, and then... wait for him to come back.

Among the thousands of people, there are Tianjiao who came with the elders, and there are also strong people who hide their cultivation. They all closed their lips and remained silent as they watched this scene.

If the white-clothed fairy hadn't come today, everyone would definitely try their best to win the sword.However, due to the intervention of the fairy in white, many people flinched and hesitated, because they didn't have the guts to provoke the one who didn't know life and death.

Although the world said that that person had already been annihilated in the battle of Tianxu, no one dared to bet on it.Because if the bet is lost, the consequences will be unimaginable.

After all, in the battle of Tianxu back then, the figure of that Buddha-like demon, with the posture of a sword, is still vivid in my mind.The Wanli Tianxu on the top of the sky still exudes an incomparably majestic and cold aura, which is suffocating.

"The old man can only offend." Ding Pengsheng saw that the white-clothed fairy was so determined, he really had no other choice, and planned to blast her away, and then took away the sword in front of him.

The beautiful eyes of Li Qiurou, the fairy in white, cast a cold light, and the white ribbon on the hem of the skirt rose with sword intent in all directions, which seemed to be sharper than a sharp blade.

Among the crowd, Gu Hengsheng, who was hiding under the mask, had an extremely gloomy expression. If he hadn't suffered a spiritual injury, lost his cultivation and thought a lot, he would have rushed to kick Ding Pengsheng and suppress him.

"Monk, stretch out your hand." Gu Hengsheng said softly to the fat monk Kongjie.

"What?" The fat monk was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what Gu Hengsheng was planning, but he still handed over his right hand.

Seeing that no one around was paying attention, Gu Hengsheng quickly cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the palm of the fat monk.

At this moment, while Gu Hengsheng's blood was overflowing, the Jinghong Sword stuck in the snowdrift in front seemed to feel Gu Hengsheng's breath, the sword body trembled continuously, and made a buzzing sound, as if it was about to break through the snow .

"Look! The sword seems to have moved!" Someone saw the slight tremor of the Jinghong sword and exclaimed.

"Could it be that person's will? That person is a little angry?" A strong man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked up and looked around in fear.

"Don't...don't talk nonsense!" Immediately, many people felt a chill behind them, looking at the trembling Jinghong Sword with some trepidation.

Even Ding Pengsheng, who was at the peak of the Earth Profound Realm, and Li Qiurou, the fairy in white, couldn't help but glance at the strangely moving Jinghong Sword, for some reason.

"Help her get the sword back, and protect her safely, I owe you a favor."

Gu Hengsheng seemed to sense a slight movement of the Jinghong Sword, and quickly covered his finger wounds under the black robe, and concealed his breath, and said to the fat monk solemnly.

"Benefactor, you... You are too troublesome to do this job! You still want to protect her to go back? This journey is at least ten thousand miles, and the poor monk will not agree." The fat monk Kong Jie separated the blood that Gu Hengsheng dripped on his palm with his cultivation base , and then turned around and complained.

When Gu Hengsheng's aura disappeared again, Jinghongjian's abnormal movements slowly stopped and calmness was restored.However, there are still many sword intents surrounding it in all directions, and the pressure is heavy.

"I'm counting on you. As long as I can help you from now on, I will definitely pay you back." Gu Hengsheng didn't want Li Qiurou to be hurt in the slightest, so he did not hesitate to make a heavy promise.

When Li Qiurou's left jade wrist was scratched by a sword intent just now, it made Gu Hengsheng's heart ache like a tear.Thinking that Ding Pengsheng might attack later, Li Qiurou would be even more dangerous, and Gu Hengsheng's mood sank like a rock.

"Thirty altars of first-class wine!" The fat monk looked at Gu Hengsheng's extremely dignified eyes, and he finally stretched out three fingers reluctantly, and said righteously.

"Deal!" Gu Hengsheng did not hesitate at all.

Yu Huaze, who was standing beside Gu Hengsheng, had no idea what Gu Hengsheng and the fat monk were talking about, with a blank expression on his face.

Ahead, after Jinghong Sword returned to calm again, Ding Pengsheng continued to walk towards Li Qiurou, every step seemed to be mixed with a trace of Dao rhyme.

The fairy in white, Li Qiurou, had already planned to protect the sword even if she was bleeding here, so that no one would tarnish the sword.

Thousands of people held their breath, looking at Ding Pengsheng who might make a move at any time, their nerves were tense to the extreme.

If Fairy in White was killed or injured here today, would Jianzun, as his friend, make a move?Will they be implicated as a group?
Countless people were thinking about this question in their minds, but they didn't have any guts to stop Ding Pengsheng, they could only watch helplessly.

"Namo Amitabha."

Suddenly, at this extremely tense moment, a chubby monk in a yellow cassock stepped out from the crowd and landed in the middle of Fairy in White and Ding Pengsheng.

"Who is this person?" For a moment, everyone present looked at each other with puzzled expressions, staring at the fat monk Kongjie.

Ding Pengsheng and Li Qiurou turned their eyes to the fat monk one after another, very cautious.

In the crowd, Gu Hengsheng was extremely calm, he seemed relieved, and believed that the fat monk would not let him down.But Yu Huaze was dumbfounded, unable to figure out what happened.

"This benefactor, the poor monk saw that you are very angry, and your hands must be covered with a lot of blood." The fat monk Kongjie turned into a solemn and dignified monk, leaning on his chest with his hands clasped, solemnly He said to Ding Pengsheng: "The Buddha said: Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. Donor, why don't you enter my Buddhist gate and let the poor monk help you eliminate your sins."

what!
Fat Monk Kongjie's words lingered around the Hengduan Snow Mountain for a long time, causing countless people to be dumbfounded, their hearts trembling with fear.

This monk just said that he wants to cure Ding Lao?Do you want Lao Ding to convert to Buddhism?
Many people looked into the eyes of the fat monk Kong Jie, revealing a strange look, unbelievable.

"Stinky monk, get out!"

Ding Pengsheng's slightly sunken eyes burst out with a majestic momentum, which shocked the people around him to retreat.

Just now Ding Pengsheng was like a kind old man, it was because he didn't want to offend Li Qiurou, the fairy in white, that's why he advised with earnestness.But for the fat monk, how could he have any scruples?
For a person like Ding Pengsheng, he did not know how many bones he stepped on to get to where he is today, and his cruelty is not enough to describe.

"Benefactor, how can you be so angry? It's not good, it's bad for your health, you should smile more."

The fat monk Kongjie didn't seem to be moved by the outburst of Ding Pengsheng's aura, he grinned nonchalantly: "Come on, trust the poor monk."

(End of this chapter)