Legend of the Heroes of the Southern Kingdom

Chapter 229 Fighting Putian ([-])
Just a few days ago, Ziqing used the Great Sumeru Formation to besiege Li Wenxuan, but Li Wenxuan escaped in the end, and Li Wenxuan took advantage of the situation to stab many monks who formed the Great Sumeru Formation. , but Li Wenxuan used his sword to stab those monks' wrist joints at that time, and it would definitely not be able to recover within half a month after a single strike, so now that there are insufficient manpower, the Great Sumeru Array cannot be used.

Ziqing knew that the Great Sumeru Formation was no longer usable, but Chili Wenlong chose to fight the Great Sumeru Formation by name. Looking at Chili Wenlong, and thinking about the fight with Li Wenxuan that night, he felt even more angry Come on, no matter how many disciples were watching behind their backs, they couldn't help but curse at each other. Fortunately, Ziming saw that Ziqing was going to explode in anger and couldn't move forward, so he stopped Ziqing.

Ziming sighed heavily and said: "I am dissatisfied with benefactor, the Great Sumeru Array in my temple, because several disciples are sick, I am afraid that I will disappoint benefactor today."

Just now Chili Wenlong saw the wounded monks, heard their breathing, and looked at their expressions, he knew that they were all good hands in Putian Temple, and the monks who formed the Great Sumeru Formation would naturally not be The ordinary people in the temple, so Chili Wenlong guessed that the Great Sumeru Formation was mostly formed by these monks, so he deliberately said that he wanted to learn about the methods of the Great Sumeru Formation. Probe, and if Putian Temple can't even take out the most famous Great Sumeru Array at this time, the two sides have not made a move yet, and Putian Temple has already lost for a while on the scene.

Chili Wenlong smiled, put on a very satisfied attitude, and then said: "Abbot Ziming is worthy of being an eminent monk, and he didn't hesitate to tell the truth. If the abbot is like this, I should also show my sincerity. I would like to advise you once, since your Putian Temple is no longer capable of this Great Sumeru Formation, you are not my opponent. In my opinion, you should leave here with all the monks. I can guarantee that there will be no more embarrassments. Otherwise, if you start to move your hands this time..."

Ziqing said angrily: "Presumptuous! You think that Putian Temple is afraid of you!"

Ziqing's angry shout called out to the monks present, everyone's heart was agitated, and all of them turned their angry eyes on today's uninvited guests, but at the same time, Ziqing's footsteps were already shaking slightly , a mouthful of anger touched the old wound, Ziqing kept holding back, even though the monks didn't say anything, they all looked distressed, but because their master was too weird, they couldn't persuade him.Seeing that Ziqing couldn't hold it anymore, before Abbot Ziming ordered, three unnamed disciples had already stepped forward to help Ziqing.

Seeing that Ziqing couldn't hold on anymore, Ziming was also moved. He stepped forward and said, "Benevolent benefactor, my junior brother has injuries, but he is not sad or afraid, but the old monk is completely intact, so why should he be afraid?" Reason? The poor monk can only say that I have a century-old foundation in Putian Temple, and the poor monk absolutely dare not hand over to others. Even though thousands of criminal laws are imposed on him, he only wants to protect the law with his body and return to the ultimate bliss with the temple!"

Ziming's voice is not loud, and he doesn't talk much, but every word reveals the domineering arrogance buried in the heart of a refined old monk for many years, and he has undoubtedly expressed his determination to Chili Wenlong.

After Ziming finished speaking, all the monks behind him looked as usual, life and death were meaningless.

Although there are hundreds of monks in Putian Temple, except for these few old monks, there are few masters. Although those monks of Juezi generation have good skills, few of them can be regarded as the first-class monks today. master.Chili Wenlong and his party are very small, only 21 people, but each of these people can make the world's first-class masters look timid. Chili Wenlong has not lost a game in ten years, and is known as the number one master in the Kingdom of Jin.If the two sides really fight together, no matter who wins or loses, they will inevitably suffer heavy losses. Chili Wenlong is very clear about this, and Ziming is also clear about this.

Chili Wenlong took two steps in place and said: "Abbot Ziming himself has no sense of life and death. It is indeed admirable, but these little monks who have pitied you have to be buried with you. Since I have come here today, I Chili Wenlong Ming people don't say dark words, I am determined to win Putian Temple. But your Buddhist family is merciful, if we really fight and kill, I am afraid that no one in your whole temple will survive. One way, you can understand today's events, no matter what the result is, your disciples and grandchildren will not suffer, but I don't know if Abbot Ziming is willing to obey."

Ziming said, "Would you like to hear more about it?"

Li Wenlong said: "If you and I are fighting here today, let alone the damage, you have hundreds of monks. If I finish killing you, I'm afraid it will be dark. It's better for you and me to choose three people to go up." In the previous competition, there are three competitions, and whoever can win two of them will be considered a winner."

Ziming said again: "What will happen to the outcome?"

Chili Wenlong continued: "If we win, all the monks in your Putian Temple will go down the mountain immediately. From now on, there will be no such place as Putian Temple in the rivers and lakes. If your Putian Temple wins by chance, I will take mine too." If you go down the mountain, you will never step into Putian again, Abbot Ziming, what do you think of this method?"

Ziming lowered his head in thought, obviously it was difficult to make a decision at the moment, Chili Wenlong was not in a hurry, and did not urge him, but comparing the two, Chili Wenlong looked very calm and calm, while Ziming frowned tightly, as if burdened.

Ziming and Ziqing were the only masters in Putian Temple. Now Zijing is willing to come to help in danger. He has gathered three masters, but Ziqing was stabbed by Li Wenxuan. It is a big discount, and he will definitely not be able to compete in the competition. Among the monks of Jue's generation, although there are a few good players, but Ziming thinks that their skills are difficult to match against people like Li Wenlong, and he lost for a while. If it is not done well, it will cost a life in vain. Ziming is in a dilemma. It is not right to agree, and it is also wrong not to agree.

Ziming looked at the monks behind him with a compassionate expression. He couldn't bear to let these people who should have been practicing pure cultivation be stained with innocent blood, but he couldn't give Putian Temple away.Ziming was still hesitating, Ziqing had already supported a disciple and walked behind Ziming, and said: "Brother, you agree, you and that person, as long as you and I win, then the first It doesn't matter who the three are, if you miss unfortunately, don't worry, even if I risk my life, I won't damage Putian Temple's reputation!"

Ziming still hesitated, saying that the four elements of Buddhism are all empty, but when he really made a decision about life and death, he realized the difficulty of this "emptiness", and Ziming still had a hard time making a decision.

The sun was rising high and it was a bit dazzling. Zijing was leaning on the railing over there. Seeing such a dazzling sunlight, she couldn't help but look back down the mountain, as if she had seen some strange sight, and suddenly stared. He closed his eyes, then sighed heavily, walked slowly to Ziming's side, and whispered, "Promise, he... is back."

Ziming's eyes lit up, and the doubts that had been in his heart disappeared in an instant, and he asked in surprise and joy: "Really, where is it?"

Zijing turned around and looked around, and said, "Soon...here it is..." Zijing looked at the steep slope over there, and didn't want Ziming to smile like that, but instead showed a strong smile. misery.

Ziming took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I'll reward the benefactor, I promise you! Just according to what you said, you and I will compete with each other and win the battle!"

There was an imperceptible smile on Chili Wenlong's face, and he said, "Okay! Okay! The master is indeed merciful!" Li Wenxuan smiled happily, as if he had already won the fight earlier than him.

Ziming said again: "I don't know if the benefactor is planning to let those three people fight?"

Chili Wenlong looked around, pointed at the fat man and said, "This is my apprentice Da Atu." Then Chili Wenlong looked at the extremely tall man and said, "This is my second apprentice, Agui, the two of them People, plus me, I don't know which three masters your temple is planning to play?"

Ziming clasped his hands together and said slowly: "The poor monk counts as one, my teacher and disciple quietly counts as one, and..."

Ziqing looked a little anxious behind, and shouted: "Brother!"

Ziming shook his head and said, "There is one more person who hasn't arrived yet..."

Ziming hadn't finished speaking when he saw a figure jumping out from under the railing where Zijing was just now. This person's movements were extremely fast, and before everyone could see his face clearly, this person had already knelt down in front of Zijing , Some choked up and said: "Master... I..."

Zijing sighed, and said, "You're still here after all, I don't recognize you anymore, I've already driven you away, why do you still come?"

Li Wenxuan knelt in front of Zijing, bowed his head and said nothing, only his shoulders rose and fell slightly, as if he was crying.

Ziming helped Li Wenxuan up, pulled Li Wenxuan forward and said, "The third person is my apprentice, Li Wenxuan."

Chili Wenlong glanced at Li Wenxuan, then looked at Ziming, and said, "Abbot, didn't you say that the murderer had left Putian long ago? Then what's going on here? It's fine if you come, Take care of it together, so that I won’t have to make a special trip to find you in the future.”

Zi Ming ignored Li Wenlong's words, just nodded and said: "My junior brother is right, the third person is my senior nephew Li Wenxuan."

In the past, Ziming always called Li Wenxuan a benefactor, or just called Li Wenxuan by his name, but now he suddenly called Li Wenxuan his nephew, even Li Wenxuan himself was a little surprised, thinking that his ears had misheard.

Chili Wenlong suddenly laughed and said: "No wonder a monk just said that the murderer had already left Putian. It turned out to be Master Abbot's nephew. It seems that my trip was really good."

If these words continue, it will only become more and more chaotic, so Ziming said directly: "The three of you and I have already decided to fight, and I don't know which one to fight against the benefactor. With the honor of the benefactor , surely you won’t come to embarrass my nephew?”

Chili Wenlong said: "The three contests are naturally strong against strong. In the first round, A Tu, in the second round, Agui, and in the third round, it was me. In the first two rounds, the juniors played and competed. , but for the third match, I want to play against Master Zijing, the other two matches can be done regardless of your order, I don’t think your temple has any objections, right?”

After Chili Wenlong finished speaking, all the monks showed anger again, because Chili Wenlong said that the first two games were junior competitions, so naturally he underestimated Abbot Ziming. It was very harsh, but for the sake of the overall situation, Zi Ming could only endure the humiliation temporarily, and suffered from this useless air.

Ziming and Zijing glanced at each other, and then Ziming said: "Our side considers that my junior brother's martial arts is the best, and it is appropriate to arrange this way for the benefactor. In our first match, my nephew Li Wenxuan will play, and then this second The second round, of course it’s the old monk.”

Seeing that the order of the two sides' battle was about to be finalized, someone behind Chi Li Wenlong suddenly said, "Slow down!"

These words came from a woman, and people on both sides looked at the speaker at the same time, and saw the veiled woman walking forward quickly, but for some unknown reason, her eyes were full of anger .

Chili Wenlong frowned and said, "Mingzhu, what's the matter, what's the matter with you?"

Mingzhu raised her head and looked forward, her cold eyes fell on Li Wenxuan, and then she said: "Master, Mingzhu asks for a replacement, Senior Brother Tu, let's fight for the first battle!"

Chili Wenlong didn't know the reason, and didn't have time to ask more questions, so he whispered: "Mingzhu, don't mess around, get back!"

But Mingzhu stood still, and continued: "Master, Mingzhu was bullied by Li Wenxuan's treachery in the past, if he were to die in the hands of senior brother today, it would be too cheap for him. Please also allow Mingzhu to fight, master. It's shameful for people to peel their skin and cramps!"

Chili Wenlong knew that Mingzhu suffered a loss in Jiangnan earlier, but he didn't know much about it. Mingzhu was also harmless and painless, so he didn't ask any more questions. Naturally, he didn't know what those things would have to do with Li Wenxuan.At that time, Mingzhu didn't know that the person she had fought with twice was Li Wenxuan. Just now when she saw Li Wenxuan appearing suddenly, Mingzhu remembered what happened before. She was captured by Li Wenxuan outside Shaoxing City, and Li Wenxuan took over the sword after failing to win. Cheap, Mingzhu immediately became angry, and then rushed forward to demand a confrontation with Li Wenxuan.

Chili Wenlong seemed a bit embarrassed. Although he made it clear that he was looking for trouble at Putian Temple today, he had already decided on his own order of battle, and he changed his mind in such an instant, and it was because of some things he didn't know at all. It is indeed very difficult.

Everyone was waiting for Chili Wenlong's final plan, but they didn't want Zijing to say: "It's okay, you are free to change people. Besides, in my opinion, do you, female disciple, take a fancy to my disciple? It’s just rushing to deliver it to your door, but I have to say something up front, my apprentice already has a wife, and you girl can only be left as a child.”

The two sides were at war with each other, and the monks saw a girl suddenly appearing from the opposite side. Although they couldn't see her face clearly, but seeing the light in this chic attire, those bright eyeballs, and the eyes like ice picks, even an idiot would know it. This woman is definitely not a woman, she just has lust and caution in her head. No matter what many monks want to see or don't want to see, no one will take a second look.But Zijing is different, Zijing has long since ignored the Buddhist rules, and just now Ziming was insulted by Chili Wenlong, Zijing is not polite anymore, and uses Chili Wenlong's female apprentice to make fun of her. It can be regarded as a victory, but Zijing only cared about her own happiness. When she said this, the faces of the monks flushed, and the faces of the people opposite turned black. As for Li Wenxuan, his face had long since lost color , only one word "bitter" is left.

Li Wenxuan is just a younger generation on the field, Zijing can talk nonsense, but Li Wenxuan dare not, Li Wenxuan lowered his head and said: "Wenxuan will not let the master down, I would rather blood spatter three feet than lose the master half of face!"

"Okay!" Zijing was very happy, laughed out loud, and then looked at Chili Wenlong again.

Chili Wenlong was so angry that his teeth were itchy, he bowed his head and whispered a few words in Mingzhu's ear, and then sneered: "I don't see how Master Zijing would joke like that, but... I think your apprentice is so lucky, I'm afraid It's hard to survive today!"

As soon as Chili Wenlong finished speaking, Mingzhu couldn't wait to jump forward, and said: "Li Wenxuan, because my young master was kind-hearted, I asked me to spare you, but later you killed my mount and hurt me with a hidden weapon. , I want to settle this account with you!"

When Mingzhu spoke, her entire body trembled, obviously very angry, and she completely looked like she would not give up until she killed Li Wenxuan. Li Wenxuan was naturally very clear about the process, but others didn't know it. up.Mutual injury is unavoidable for grievances in the Jianghu. Even if you cut me with a knife today, I will return it to you in the future. What matters is the kindness and hatred, but it is very rare for someone who is as angry as Mingzhu.

The other party has already shouted, Li Wenxuan looked at Zijing, Zijing's eyes were also a little strange, as if he wanted to know how Li Wenxuan offended this woman from the Kingdom of Jin in the past, but at this time, even if Zijing is free and easy on the stone tablet, it is not good He opened his mouth to ask, but just nodded slightly, and Li Wenxuan also greeted him with the Qingshuang Sword.

When Li Wenxuan just came over, he heard Chili Wenlong use his internal force to send out his voice from a distance when he just arrived in front of the mountain gate. In terms of internal strength, I'm afraid it is on par with my master. If two such masters fight, if they are a little careless, their lives will be in danger.

Li Wenxuan thought that if he could win two matches with Abbot Ziming in a row, then the master would not have to do anything.What I am most afraid of is that I will face a powerful character as soon as I come. It doesn't matter if I lose. If the master who killed me fights with that Chi Li Wenlong, if there is a mistake, what should I do?Now that Mingzhu is on the stage, Li Wenxuan is actually secretly happy in his heart. Although Li Wenxuan could not fight her in a head-to-head confrontation in the past, he should treat her with admiration for three days. Li Wenxuan has improved a lot in the past few months, so naturally he is no longer afraid. she.

(End of this chapter)