Traveling through the divine eagle: the first sword of Quanzhen

Chapter 198
After Li Qingwei dealt with the monk, he looked up at the harmless statue in front of him.

The Buddha was still as kind as before. Li Qingwei put his hands together and bowed to the statue in front of him to show his respect.

There is nothing wrong with the Buddha on the seat. Prince Siddhartha gave up wealth and honor in the past, and became a monk with the ideal of equality for all beings and relief from the hardships of the world.

But that was a long way off, and he was now an immobile statue, what could be wrong with a statue?
The monks are only the inheritors of his beliefs and legacy. Although they are all under his sect, are the monks going to deny the deeds of their ancient ancestors for evil?
Some bald thieves who do not abide by the rules enshrine him here, does it mean that they have accepted his theory and passed on his will?
Obviously not, just like the dialogue between the sixth day demon king Bo Xun and the Buddha in the Buddhist scriptures.

Although there were Buddhist scriptures and monk treasures at the time of Buddha's Nirvana, they were handed down to future generations.

But Bo Xun said: In your Dharma-ending period, I will let my disciples and grandchildren mix into your monk treasures, wear your cassock, and destroy your Dharma.They misinterpret your scriptures and destroy your precepts to achieve what I cannot achieve by force today.

The Buddha listened to the words of the devil and was speechless for a long time. After a while, two lines of tears slowly flowed down.

Now, just as the demon king Bo Xun said, these Shaolin monks in the Western Regions are wearing cassocks but doing the devil's deeds.Should the evil karma they have done be blamed on the head of the god in front of them?
At this time, the silence of death remained in the main hall, and the wind blew outside, and the Buddhist bell on the top floor of the temple resounded coldly.

After Li Qingwei paid his respects, he carved a few lines of words on the wall of the temple with Longquan sword energy.

"If you sow evil causes, you will get evil results. If you create evil karma, the Buddha will not protect you."

After that, Li Qingwei chopped off the Sanskrit couplets on the pillars on both sides of the Buddha with a few swords, and he carved a new couplet on the stone pillars.

"It's not beneficial to let you burn incense if you have evil intentions. Hold yourself upright, and it doesn't matter if you don't worship me."

After everything last night, Li Qingwei bowed to the statue three more times, then put away the Longquan sword and left the hall.

In this battle, Shaolin in the Western Regions suffered two thirds of casualties, and all the monks in the old city were killed by Li Qingwei.Others may go out, or entrenched in other places. After this battle, Shaolin in the Western Regions has existed in name only.

Even if it is reorganized in the future, I am afraid that its strength will be ten percent, and it should not cause trouble again, and will only study Buddhism honestly.

Besides, Li Qingwei was not afraid that the rest of the people would take revenge on Baituoshan. After all, who knew that the people from Baituoshan did it with his outfit?
At this time, Li Ninglu looked at this tragic scene, she stood up slowly while supporting the stone steps.

Seeing her terrified appearance, Li Qingwei jumped to her side, picked her up on his back, performed the golden goose skill and walked away.

Li Ninglu lay on Li Qingwei's back steadily, perhaps only when she was by Li Qingwei's side would she feel safe.

When they came to the place where they had stopped before, Li Qing jumped down slightly, staggering, he stabilized his figure in three steps and two steps, and squatted on the ground.

He slowly put down Li Ninglu. Although Li Qingwei stopped the blood, but running so far with Jinyan Gong, his blood still gushed out, and the blood overflowing from his wound tightly adhered to him and Li Ninglu. clothes.

Li Ninglu said in surprise: "Master! You are injured!"

Li Qingwei sat cross-legged at this time, and then took off the mask on his face, his face was also a little pale.

"It's nothing but skin trauma." Li Qingwei said lightly.

Li Ninglu took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Li Qingwei's face, she said with a worried face, "But master, your face"

Li Qingwei said: "It's okay, it's just that the internal energy has been consumed too much in a short period of time. Since I succeeded, I have never fought so heartily like today. It is inevitable that my body will not adapt."

At this time, Li Qingwei looked at Li Ninglu, and he asked, "Are you okay, the rubble from the previous explosion didn't hurt you, right?"

Li Ninglu shook her head with a smile and said, "Master, don't worry, the slave is fine. It's just a little scratched."

Li Qingwei nodded silently and said, "That's good! After pulling out the thorny nail of Shaolin in the Western Regions, the Vajra Sect is missing. It's just that this battle has consumed me a lot, and I'm afraid I'll have to rest for a few more days."

Li Qingwei looked at the sun in the sky, it was almost noon now.

He said: "Ginglu, help me bake something to eat, I'm a little hungry."

After receiving Li Qingwei's order, Li Ninglu hurriedly prepared to light a fire and cook.

But when she went out to collect firewood to start a fire, Li Qingwei fell down.

Li Qingwei really lost his strength this time. After all, he killed more than 200 people in this battle, and he was injured and mentally stressed. Now that everything is over, his tense spirit suddenly relaxed. All of a sudden he lost consciousness and fell down.

Although Li Qingwei's soul is an "uncle" who is almost 30 years old, his body is just that of a child who has just turned fifteen.It is difficult for this body to bear such a large consumption.

Li Ninglu, who came back from picking up firewood, saw the fallen Li Qingwei, and hurried forward to check, felt Li Qingwei's breath, and felt his pulse before she relaxed.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Qingwei slowly woke up.

He was resting on a pair of jade legs, and in front of him was Li Ninglu's beautiful face.

Li Ninglu said happily: "Master, you are awake!"

Li Qingwei sat up slowly. At this time, his upper body was bare, and the wound on his body was wrapped with a bandage.Li Ninglu had already bandaged him up, and applied the golden sore medicine specially made by Baituoshan.

Li Qingwei put on his coat at this time, and he asked, "What time is it?"

Li Ninglu replied: "Reporting to the master, it should be around Shen time now, the master's meal is ready, please invite the master to eat."

Li Qingwei picked up the roasted meat on the slate and ate the dry food.He took a sip of water and asked, "Did anyone else come while I was asleep?"

Li Ninglu said: "No, the master and I are the only two people on the wasteland now."

Li Qingwei looked at the old city in the distance, and felt a little pity in his heart. It's a pity that this city has been destroyed by fire and thunder. Otherwise, when he pointed his sword at the Western Regions in the future, this would be a good place to garrison troops.

After the two rested here for a night, they set off to return to the White Camel Villa the next day.After several days of trekking, they returned to White Camel Mountain, and after returning, Li Qingwei began to retreat and recuperate.

Fortunately, Amina and a few other elders were in charge of the affairs of White Camel Mountain, so Li Qingwei didn't need to worry about it, and Li Ninglu had been serving Li Qingwei these days, taking care of his food and daily life.

After three days of recuperation on White Camel Mountain, the wound on Li Qingwei's back healed, and he also regained his vitality.

In the past few days when Li Qingwei was recovering from his injuries, the entire Western Regions martial arts world had a big shock. That is, the news that the Western Regions Shaolin General Altar was exterminated had spread throughout the Western Regions.

(End of this chapter)