People travel through the heavens, playing infinite roles

Chapter 38, Forbidden Art Prajna Heart Clock

"What's your lightness name?"

Wu Yan, who was suspended in the air, suddenly stopped and looked up at Chu Yun who had already left him behind.

"Flying to the sky and riding the waves."

Chu Yun's leisurely voice came from the front.

The corners of Wuyan's mouth trembled slightly: "It's such a random name, I'm afraid you didn't make it up now..."

Shaking his head, Yukong continued to rush towards the palace without eyes, but his speed this time was obviously much faster than before.

Although they didn't catch up with Chu Yun, the distance between them was not much different.

……

Xuanwu Kingdom, the royal palace.

"Two Guardian Envoys are here."

Under the notification of the guard, Chu Yun and Wuyan came to the main hall.

The leader of the assassins whom he hadn't seen for a long time was sitting at the side of the main hall. Standing beside the leader of the assassins was not an assassin envoy, but a young man with a knife in his hand.

After seeing the two guardians coming, the old king sitting on the throne in front of him spoke first: "Two guardians, this is a child trained by the assassin leader."

The old king introduced the young man next to the leader of the assassins, and said, "He wants to compete with one of the two guardians. You two, who will fight?"

Chu Yun glanced at the leader of the assassins on the seat not far away. He already knew the purpose of this competition.

The leader of the assassins wants to take advantage of this to suppress their two guardians. It is impossible for the old king to not know the intentions of the leader of the assassins. The reason why he agreed is to see how strong the current two guardians of Xuanwu Kingdom are. .

If the Guardian loses in the next test, he should make a plan early on whether to eradicate the Assassin Organization. After all, if he dies, it will only depend on his two sons, who are the two princes of Xuanwu Kingdom today. Can't control the assassin leader at all.

However, if one is determined to eradicate the Assassin Organization, it will inevitably lead to an all-out counterattack by the Assassin leader, and the Xuanwu Kingdom will be severely damaged by then.

The country of Sturt, which has been eyeing foreign countries for a long time, will also take the opportunity to launch a national war. The old king has always been worried about this, which is why he has allowed the assassin organization to run rampant until now.

Chu Yun lowered his eyes and finished thinking, stopped Wuyan who was about to fight forward, and smiled, "My hands are itchy, I will come to this competition."

Hearing this, Wu Yan frowned and was a little puzzled, but he still nodded and gave Chu Yun the opportunity of this competition.

Just after the two decided who would fight, the young man next to the assassin leader drew his sword and attacked.

I really can't wait for a moment, this place has already been used as a competition venue, the old king and the leader of the assassins didn't stop it, it seems that they acquiesced.

The purple-clothed boy's eyes were cold, and he stabbed straight at Chu Yun with the long knife in his hand. From his eyes, it could be seen that he had already regarded Chu Yun as a dead person.

The boy's speed was so fast that besides the light of the knife, only a purple afterimage could be seen.

And this purple afterimage gradually changed from virtual to solid, and had already rushed in front of Chu Yun.

Seeing this scene, Wuyan frowned slightly. This young man's strength is impressive, and the prayer beads twirling in his hands immediately spread out. He just wanted to make a move, but stopped, and the scattered beads were automatically strung together again.

In the main hall at this time, Chu Yun clasped his hands together with a smile on his face, and a big golden bell appeared around him.

The whole body of the golden clock was engraved with mysterious Sanskrit characters, and it tightly restrained the long knife stabbed by the purple-clothed boy, so that no matter how hard he exerted himself, he could not penetrate the long knife any further.

And the long knife stopped exactly one foot before Chu Yun's throat.

"Amitabha, it's time for the little monk to make a move."

The corners of Chu Yun's mouth were raised, and a golden Buddha lotus bloomed in his eyes. Amidst the bright golden light, a coquettish purple light overflowed.

This is "Inner Devil's Guidance", and Wuyan beside him knows this very well.

After the purple-clothed boy met Chu Yun's eyes, his expression was dull for a moment, but soon, his eyes became cold again, and he came to his senses.

Chu Yun was a little surprised. For so long, he had used the inner demon many times in the palace, but this situation had never happened before.

"Don't think about it, let's end the battle first..."

Thinking for a while, Chu Yun's deep eyes flashed, and the big golden clock around him trembled violently following his thought. Suddenly, the loud bell sounded in the entire hall.

The purple-clothed boy's knife snapped and split into two.

The winner was already decided, Chu Yun said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Your sword is not very good."

The purple-clothed boy's eyes were cold, and his tone contained no emotion: "When I find the best knife in the world, I will challenge you again."

Best knife in the world?

Chu Yun was slightly taken aback when he heard this, the development of the situation seemed to be a bit of a coincidence...

He took a serious look at the boy in front of him, wearing purple clothes with a hood on the back

Tsk tsk tsk, what a coincidence, I didn't expect that the first time I met an assassin was when I met Qi when I was a teenager.

Chu Yun couldn't help but tsk-tsk in his heart.

"Qi, come back."

The assassin leader's cold voice came from behind, and it could be heard that he was very dissatisfied with Qi Luo's defeat by Chu Yun, and even had a trace of anger.

Withdrawing the broken knife, Qi stood beside the leader of the assassins again.

"It's just a competition between young people. You don't have to care too much about winning or losing. This kid has been trained well, but he is still a lot worse than the unintentional guardian."

The old king smiled. Although he said he didn’t care about winning or losing, his next sentence was to praise the leader of the assassins, Jiang Qi, for his good training, and then he used the good Qi as a comparison to praise Chu Yun. This is undoubtedly not insinuation. Alert the Assassin leader.

Under the mask of the assassin leader, his face turned blue and then pale, but he still pretended to be calm: "Your Majesty, you are right, there are naturally more Wuxin Guardians than Qi."

At this time, the most joyful person in the hall is the old king. The battle just now has shown that the guardian has the ability to contain the assassin organization.

That being the case, the two forces are balanced with each other, and he doesn't have to worry that after his death, no one will be able to suppress the Assassin Organization, and the leader of the Assassins will make the Xuanwu Kingdom his one word.

After dispelling the worries in his heart, he was obviously much happier at this time.

The old king looked at Chu Yun with a smile, and said, "Guardian Wuxin, what's the name of the exercise you just used?"

The big golden bell that appeared around Chu Yun just now is not any kind of martial arts secrets recorded by the royal family of Xuanwu Kingdom, but a new kind of martial arts that has never been seen before.

Chu Yun clasped his hands together and calmly replied, "Prajna Heart Clock."

The old king asked again: "According to the old master Wuyou, the martial arts you created yourself are called Luochatang 32 Forbidden Techniques. Is Prajna Heart Bell one of the forbidden techniques?"

"Ah."

Chu Yun nodded lightly, with a smile on his lips.

After getting the answer, the old king nodded in satisfaction, closed his eyes a little tiredly, and waved his hand: "Okay, you all step back, I'm tired."

(End of this chapter)