Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 193 If You Met The First Person Is Me
Above the sky, the airflow on both sides was separated.

It is also an easy thing to overlook some great rivers and mountains.

Zhao Huai walked with his sword, not surprised by favor or insult, all the way north, he happened to pass Lingshan.

The mountains are undulating, and the peaks are green. Ordinary people can't imagine what kind of world it is filled with.

And Zhao Huai knew that the entire Lingshan Mountain was surrounded by a huge ancient formation. On the surface, it looked like mountains, but in fact it was a blessed place.

I was just passing by over Lingshan, so I didn't need to stop.

Zhao Huai just glanced at it, and then speeded up.

Suddenly, several beams of light flew out of Lingshan's formation, gliding in the sky, which caught Zhao Huai's attention.

He guessed that this should be a disciple of the sect from Lingshan. Nowadays, it is not uncommon for many disciples of the sect to descend from the mountain.

Liu Guang quickly passed the airspace where Zhao Huai was, and the other party seemed to have noticed Zhao Huai.

The speed of the shuttle actually slowed down.

Zhao Huai was also surprised, thinking secretly.

Could it be that there are acquaintances?

"Master Zhao, long time no see."

Soon, a blue streamer came in front of Zhao Huai, and before he saw anyone, his soft voice had already penetrated into Zhao Huai's ears.

"How many are?"

Seeing that they stopped their journey, Zhao Huai also stopped, and asked suspiciously.

"It's me, after more than a year of hard work, don't you recognize me?"

A slender figure emerged in front of her, revealing a long moon-blue dress.

She is a woman with a fairy air, exquisite facial features, as pure as snow, slender eyelashes, beautiful eyes, and a dust-free temperament, just like a nine-day fairy.

Seeing the face of the visitor, Zhao Huai was slightly surprised.

"Fairy Linglong, it's actually you."

The other party was none other than the fairy from Linglong Fairy Palace, Qiu Yueqing.

A year ago, Palace Master Linglong had sent her to be his guardian, but when encountering the Demon Sect vying for the ancestral artifact, in order to save him, the opponent blocked Nascent Soul's powerful attack by himself, and even used the teleportation talisman to send him away. Sent to Nanyu Prefecture.

This kindness can be said to be great.

Qiu Yueqing smiled slightly, and said: "I haven't seen you for a year, but you still have the same demeanor, and your temperament is beyond dust. It seems that your cultivation has improved a lot."

She could sense that Zhao Huai's aura had improved a lot compared to a year ago, and had already broken through the Jindan.

This speed is unmatched even by her.

Although she is only a hundred years old this year, she only has the cultivation base of the peak Jindan, and it may take a while to break through the Nascent Soul.

"The trip to Lingshan has benefited a lot."

Zhao Huai sighed with emotion, then set his eyes on her, and said seriously:
"I haven't thanked you for saving my life last time. If the fairy hadn't made a move, I'm afraid I would have died on the spot."

Seeing him mentioning this matter, Qiu Yueqing smiled. For some reason, Zhao Huai remembered this matter, and she felt a faint joy in her heart.

"This is what I should do. The young master has the blood of the ancestor of Yan. He is the master of the Great Flame. He is the seed favored by the immortal sect. Naturally, life is important. Besides, the master has entrusted me to protect the young master."

After Zhao Huai heard this explanation, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he couldn't help smiling.

She was still the same, nothing had changed.

Always for the teacher's words, wholeheartedly, straight to the point, and don't think about yourself.

"Today's son, I don't need to protect him anymore."

Dimples appeared on Qiu Yueqing's cheeks, and she smiled happily, but there was an indescribable regret deep in her eyes.

Master let her stay by Zhao Huai's side as a maid, and finally experienced a secular life.

But it didn't take long before he fell into the conquest of the Demon Sect.

The two of them didn't get along for a long time, but Qiu Yueqing already had a deep affection for Zhao Huai.

If we talk about the beginning, it was still the master's order to win the favor of His Royal Highness.

Now, she admired the man in front of her from the bottom of her heart.

But she also knew that the other party already had someone he liked and they were married.

I probably have no chance.

"Where is the young master going north this time? I remember Dayan Capital, but it's in the south."

Qiu Yueqing couldn't help asking when she thought about the business.

Zhao Huai explained: "Nowadays, many altars of heaven and earth in various places have been lost. I am worried that they have entered the boundary of Zhongzhou, so I went north to investigate."

"Actually, it's for my sister-in-law."

Hearing Zhao Huai's explanation, Qiu Yueqing couldn't help but speak.

Zhao Huai was also very surprised when he heard the words. Could it be that everyone in Xianmen already knew Yu Qinghan's identity?

"Gu Tianji told me."

Qiu Yueqing smiled lightly.

"Fairy."

"I really envy her."

Qiu Yueqing looked at the lonely mountains in the sky and said softly.

In this regard, Zhao Huai could only remain silent.

"I want to ask you one thing."

"You said."

"If the young master met me first instead of Miss Yu, would the ending be the same as before?" Qiu Yueqing asked with trembling eyelashes.

Zhao Huai pursed his lips, his brows furrowed and parted, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said:

"A fairy can ask this question, but I can't think like this. Sorry, there is no answer to this question."

"ok, I get it."

"My lord, we will meet again by fate. I have something important to do."

After saying goodbye, Qiu Yueqing turned and left.

Until the end, Zhao Huai did not see the expression on the other party's face clearly.

Qiu Yueqing returned to the team of other disciples, turned into a blue streamer again, and left this world.

The direction the other party left seemed to be the land of Beizhou.

Zhao Huai suddenly remembered that in the Immortal Sect, there were always sending disciples to the entrances of various heavens and earth, that is, the direction of the altar.

Whether it is Xizhou or Beizhou, Xianmen has been working hard to remedy it, even if many people died in the process.

When he was in Lingshan before, he heard that many sect disciples disappeared in the direction of Beizhou.

The same is true for Xizhou, which may have become the base of the Yaozu.

So next time we meet, I don't know when it will be.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Yu Qinghan sat on the golden silk cushion, the royal case was full of memorial documents, and his expression looked very anxious.

"Your Majesty, the appointed time is coming soon."

Green Pearl on the side reminded in a low voice.

A few days ago, Momen said that within seven days, His Majesty must abdicate and retire, or you will bear the consequences.

The consequences of this have not yet been clarified.

And recently, His Majesty has been deeply involved in the turmoil of the birth of a child. The people have been talking about it, and they can often hear unsavory rumors, which have directly trampled the prestige accumulated by the Great Xia Empress for a year.

"How's the investigation going?"

Yu Qinghan slapped a volume of documents on the table, tilted his head and asked.

The DPRK has already begun to panic. Many ministers wrote in their memorials about what it was. It was completely taboo to hear the truth. They did not write about the real things in the secular Great Xia, but began to lie about it.

There are still many people who have taken refuge in King Changning, which is the most unacceptable thing for her.

If you want to know the most real situation, you can also listen to Tsing Yi Wei's investigation of the capital.

"Your Majesty, there are many unpleasant voices among the people, and some people even say that you are, Your Majesty."

At the end of the conversation, even Luzhu couldn't speak, and her expression was panicked.

"Say, what is it?"

"It's a slut!" Luzhu finally insisted with her eyes closed.

Hearing this word, Yu Qinghan's expression was very flat, and he was not affected. ,

"Isn't His Majesty angry?"

Seeing that she had no sign of anger, Luzhu asked unexpectedly.

"Let them scold, and their mouth grows on others, what's the use of being angry."

Yu Qinghan leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and sighed.

"Report!"

Suddenly, an anxious voice came from outside the hall, and a imperial guard ran into the hall, knelt down and clasped his fists and said:

"Report to Your Majesty, there was a terrible tremor in the center of the capital, suspected to be a cultivator invasion! The four masters in the capital are all defeated!"

"coming."

Hearing the news, Yu Qinghan opened his phoenix eyes, as if there were two flames burning in the eyes, and the fiery mana breath surrounded his body, as if to turn the hall into a furnace.

In just a moment, she left the Hall of Mental Cultivation, leaving only one sentence behind.

"Walk."

The gate of Xiadu Imperial City.

Waves of air splashed from the street, and the originally tall and vermilion gate became riddled with holes. I don't know what kind of blow it suffered.

The common people and monks around looked at the deep pit in their hearts with horror.

It was filled with the corpses of the Imperial Army, and at the same time, the four masters in the capital were stumbling around, causing heavy casualties.

The four famous gods, Yunlong, Qinhu, Xuangui, and Sakura, each of them was covered with blood and fell to the ground.

The spear was broken and stuck helplessly on the ground, and the bowstring was also pulled off, leaving it dusty.

The picture is so miserable.

"The four masters in the capital are all trash."

A blood-robed man kicked out the black turtle that looked like a dead dog, crumpled the shield and ax made of fine steel into a ball of scrap iron, and threw it out casually.

The experienced monks around recognized the identity of the blood-robed man at a glance, and said in a shocking tone:

"This is Yang Yuan, one of the Seven Disciples of the Demon Sect, the Blood God Sect."

"What! It's Yang Yuan, the Blood God Sect. He's so good. Why did he come to Xiadu?"

"Is there no sect to sanction them?!"

The Blood God Sect, as one of the ten sects of the devil, is notorious for its cruel methods, and likes to use a large number of ordinary people and monks' blood for cultivation. This heresy is very strange.

In terms of strength, the Blood God Sect has Huashen Patriarch sitting in command, and its status is even higher than the Demon Sects such as the Wandu Sect, the Seven Shamen Sect, and the Zongshi Tomb.

In less than half a stick of incense, thousands of forbidden soldiers and the four masters of the capital had already fallen under Yang Yuan's hands.

Seeing this terrifying strength, the monks were shocked again and again.

Anyway, the cultivation base of the four masters is also building a foundation, and they can definitely be called the top in the world, but they are nothing in front of Yang Yuan.

They can only wait for the help of Xianmen.

But after a long time, none of the monks from the Zongmen came. If it was normal, the gatekeepers of the Xianmen would have come to deal with it.

At the same time, above the city tower, there were six black-robed demon monks, one of them was an old man with an unfathomable aura, and in the dark, he might be even more terrifying than Yang Yuan.

Yang Yuan wiped the dirty blood off his face, came to the big pit, grabbed the neck of the four masters on the ground, Yunlong, gently lifted it up, and said with an evil smile:
"You guys are all like this, and the Great Xia Empress hasn't come out yet, tell me, does she think your lives are not important at all?"

Yunlong's fierce face is now stained with blood, his eyes are wide open, his neck is pinched and he can't breathe, he still said firmly:

"Xianmen. I won't let you go."

"Xianmen?"

Yang Yuan picked out his ears, and put on a meaningful smile: "Now that the Immortal Sect cannot protect itself, how can we care about you?"

"The general situation of the world has changed. The peaceful Zhongzhou in the past is gone forever. You frogs in the well probably don't know anything."

"Then I will tell you carefully, even if your Empress Daxia comes here in person today, it will be a dead end!"

A fierce smile appeared in Yang Yuan's eyes, and then he stretched out his other hand, and the blood scattered all over the place squirmed slightly, gathered together, and formed a blood cell.

Seeing that Yunlong was about to die on the spot, there was a piercing sound in the air.

In the scope of Yang Yuan's spiritual consciousness, there appeared an aura that made him feel dangerous.

He was not in a hurry, but smiled slightly: "It's finally here."

A heavy halberd, as fast as lightning, pierced straight towards Yang Yuan.

Yang Yuan wanted to catch it with one hand, so he took the lead in hitting it.

"Ding!"

The moment it touched, there was a loud noise.

Yang Yuan only felt a terrible strange force coming from his hand, which was transmitted to his arm.

Noticing that something was wrong, he decisively threw away the Yunlong in his hand and used his hands to deal with it.

In addition to the terrifying strange power on the halberd, there was also majestic magic power, which made him back again and again.

"Empress Da Xia's cultivation is actually so powerful?"

Yang Yuan had no choice but to withdraw his contempt, stared at him and used a spell, slowly squirmed on his back, stretched out two blood-condensed hands, and pulled the halberd to the left and right.

next moment.

Only the cry of a phoenix was heard, and a crimson sea of ​​flames rose into the sky.

A beautiful figure passed by quickly, and quickly punched Yang Yuan.

It flew out directly.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and a beautiful figure was revealed. It was Yu Qinghan dressed in a phoenix robe. A pair of crystal-clear blue phoenix wings grew from her back, and the cold air was overwhelming.

Ever since she broke through the golden core, she found that her body had undergone a transformation. The mana qi was not only in the blue state before, but had become five colors.

In other words, she has the power of the colorful phoenix.

That is to say, the five magical powers of the phoenix, and she can master each of them.

"As expected of Empress Daxia, her strength is really strong. Fortunately, Master Mozi was well prepared and asked me to bring someone out, otherwise today I would really be overturned."

Yang Yuan's pair of bloody big hands turned into shields, blocked Yu Qinghan's blow, and stood ten meters away unscathed, said in a cold voice.

Yu Qinghan shook his big hand, and the cold iron halberd quickly returned to his hand, humming lightly.

She stared at the six black-robed monks and the old man on the tower, and snorted coldly:
"What do I know? It turns out that they are enshrined by the Heavenly Demon Palace, what blood god sect, and the ten demon sects are just lackeys of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and my uncle, you should support him?"

"Don't sow discord, no matter what happens today, you have to step down from this position. If you want to clean up Dayan, you Daxia will bear the brunt of it!"

After Yang Yuan finished speaking, he waved his hand lightly.

Six demon cultivators at the golden core state immediately appeared on the ground and surrounded Yu Qinghan.

There was no intention of single-handedly fighting at all, and a group fight was arranged directly.

Seeing this, Yu Qinghan sneered and said, "The magic door is the magic door, and he is really a leader by any means."

"As long as the goal can be achieved, why not use all means?"

"Today, even if you have a bodyguard for the National Games, you must be taken down."

Yang Yuan chuckled lightly, and took out a piece of black cloth from his sleeve.

The black cloth continued to expand, blocking the sunlight and gradually covering the sky.

"Hey!"

Nine Feathers Chifeng of Great Xia National Fortune felt the crisis.

He let out a loud cry, but was covered by the breath of the black cloth.

For a moment, the entire imperial city was shrouded in black cloth.

(End of this chapter)