Comprehensive martial arts: Give away opportunities and return 10,000 times critical hits!

Chapter 108: The cold mountain bells, the enchanting magic sound, capture the Ming Cult saint Dai Qisi!.

The rising sun is rising!

The clouds on the horizon were burning red, churning and surging.

It's like a sea of fire rising up and down, forming a magnificent scenery. Soon, the sun slowly rose little by little.

With the last leap, he completely appeared in the eyes of the world. Sprinkle the morning light.

The clusters were like billions of arrows, tearing apart the thin mist in the air.

The city of Suzhou suddenly came to life, with smoke rising from cooking stoves and business travelers coming and going. Zhao Wuxian and Mu Wanqing walked across the Maple Bridge.

When the two of them walked together, some of the boatmen's girls' eyes lit up and they laughed and said,"What two handsome men!"

They thought they were really handsome with their pretty eyes and fair faces.

But he saw Mu Wanqing's starry eyes were clear and her temperament was as elegant as an orchid in an empty valley.

Today she is disguised as a man, carrying the [Yuanshi Sword Box] on her back, wearing a loose robe, her expression is quite elegant, and her appearance is extremely handsome.

With an appearance like hers, she still couldn't take away Zhao Wuxian's brilliance.

The sun was shining down, shining on Zhao Wuxian's body, as if covered with a layer of golden haze, giving off a faint golden light, like an immortal or a god.

He is handsome and handsome.

A white shirt flutters in the wind, extremely free and easy.

There is a vague sense of indescribable luxury and elegance, and there is a slight scorn in his expression. This maple bridge was originally called Fengqiao. Passengers from the north and south often stopped by this bridge and chanted it.

King Gui of the State of Xi wrote a poem by Zhang Ji, and Yi sealed the bridge as Maple Bridge.

Standing at the end of Fengqiao Bridge, you can see Hanshan Temple with green tiles and yellow walls. It is located among green trees, with green pines and cypresses in the courtyard and winding paths.

Therefore, there is no shortage of literati, wealthy guests, beloved people and beautiful families, who climb the bridge to enjoy the scenery. But when Zhao Wuxian walked by.

People coming and going along the way couldn't help but give way to him. Even when he passed by, he couldn't help but lower his head. seems to be a matter of course

"This young man has such a strong aura!"

After they passed by, the passers-by suddenly woke up and sighed.

"who is he? Could it be that there is a certain prince in the capital?"

"Official dignity is nothing more than this, right?"

It was a rare moment of leisure. Zhao Wuxian was in a good mood. He and Mu Wanqing walked arm in arm, surrounded by picturesque scenery. Mu Wanqing was very happy to be alone with Ai Lang. The two talked and laughed, but Without haste, we arrived at Hanshan Temple. Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City.

The bell rang at midnight to reach the passenger ship.

Since Sun Chengyou, the Jiedushi envoy, built the seven-story pagoda here, the bells of Hanshan Temple have become a part of Suzhou's scenery. Hanshan Temple is hidden in the background. Among the ancient pines and bamboos.

Although it is winter, the ancient trees along the road are still densely shaded and covered with green grass. In the distance, you can see the quiet clear water and boats passing by. It is like a casually painted light ink landscape, extremely elegant.

The sweeping monk of Hanshan Temple saw Seeing that the two people were in good spirits, they hurriedly stepped forward and clasped their hands. I heard that they were actually the young princes of the Duke of Jingguo. The sweeping monk was surprised and hurriedly said:"You two, please come in quickly. The abbot said that if His Highness comes, there is no need to General knowledge."

The incense in Hanshan Temple is still at its peak.

Although it is not the season, there are pilgrims offering incense early in the morning. At this time, the monks in the temple have finished their morning prayers, the literary monks are still chanting sutras, and the martial monks have begun to practice. Hanshan Temple is not What a holy land of martial arts.

The martial arts practiced by the monks are just the same basic boxing techniques as [Taizu Changquan], focusing on strengthening the body. Master Fakong can have a martial arts, but he is a monk.

I learned that Zhao Wuxian is here , Master Fakong hurriedly came out to greet him. They exchanged pleasantries and did not mention the scene.

Zhao Wuxian came to Hanshan Temple for two purposes.

First, to tell Zhao Shiji about his marriage to Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing. You must tell your parents about your marriage.

Secondly, let’s see if Lao Zhao is really involved with Mingjiao.

The second thing is more important than the first thing.

No matter what happens, you must first see Zhao Shiji I.

Zhao Wuxian asked Master Fakong to prepare a monk's house for him and Mu Wanqing to rest. Don't disturb Zhao Shiji first.

He will observe secretly.

Zhao Shiji is the Duke of Jingguo, a clan member of the royal family, and as a"lay scholar" , settled in Hanshan Temple, and naturally enjoyed privileges.

He did not have to do hard work, and his life was very leisurely. If he wanted to read the scriptures, he could read them.

If he couldn't understand, the eminent monks in the temple would explain it to him in person.

When he felt bored, he went out and walked around. , breathe fresh air, or chat with monks or novices. Looking at it this way, it is much normal.

It is not like when I was in the Duke of Jingguo. la Once bitten by a snake, I will be afraid of well ropes for ten years

¥39. He is nervous all day long, always feeling like someone is trying to harm him.

But this kind of normality gave Zhao Wuxian a weird feeling that was not normal. Seeing his frown, Mu Wanqing asked curiously,"How are you, Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Wuxian's brows flickered, as if he had opened an eye, shining on Zhao Shiji who was chatting with the monk. After taking the [Great Prajna Fruit], he opened his eyes and could see everything

"Sure enough!"

"Um?

Zhao Wuxian sneered and said,"Someone cast a spell on Old Zhao!""

"Ecstasy?"

Mu Wanqing was surprised.

Zhao Wuxian nodded and said:"This enchantment and mind-bewitching technique was introduced from small countries such as Persia. It was used by evil spirits and demons to deceive people's hearts."

"What to do?"

Mu Wanqing said.

Zhao Wuxian said:"Don't worry, I have a [Destroying Illusion Talisman] that can break the ecstasy!"

This [Breaking Talisman] was returned by the system.

It's just in time to use it now."

"In addition, Yuyan's [Eye of Destroying Delusion] is also the nemesis of this kind of magic."

Actually, Zhao Wuxian's soul is so powerful that even if it shines with light, it can break the spell of ecstasy, but it will damage Old Zhao's spirit.

"However, if you use it now, you may alert others!"

Zhao Wuxian looked around, his [Wisdom Eyes] looked over, but found nothing. He frowned.

People who are skilled in this type of magic are often good at concealment. The other party has never been able to defeat Master Fakong. After noticing, it seemed that he had some skills.

Zhao Wuxian took away the [Wisdom Eyes] and said:"Ecstasy is not really effective once it is used. It needs to be consolidated and deepened every day."

"Therefore, the person who performed the surgery on Lao Zhao should be in Suzhou!"

"Let's wait until night to see who is making a fuss about Lao Zhao!"

It's night!

There is no moon tonight, and only a few stars hang in the night sky. Hanshan Temple, at midnight, a bell rings.

This bell is a custom of monks and temples in Wuzhong area, and is called the Night Bell. Morning There is fog rolling in from Taihu Lake.

The whole temple is shrouded in fog.

The sky is also dark and dull.

"coming!"

In the monk's house.

Zhao Wuxian, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes, and two bright lights flashed across the room. Mu Wanqing opened his eyes accordingly.

The sword intent on his body was concentrated and undisturbed, and could be unsheathed at any time.

She is now in the state of cultivating the spirit, and her perception of the outside world has greatly improved, but she still doesn't notice anything strange. Zhao Wuxian smiled and said,"Listen carefully to the bell, that person hides the soul-attracting Xiao sound inside In the bell! Mu Wanqing listened carefully."

Boom!

The bell rang.

She carefully distinguished it, and sure enough she noticed a low sound mixed in. This low sound was extremely low. It contained a strange power that pulled the mind. In the martial arts world, there is no shortage of sonic skills.

The most famous ones are the lion's roar of Buddhism, the devil's sound of the devil. There are also the devil's piano, the song of Swordsman, etc.

Zhao Wuxian and Mu Wanqing quietly left the house and found Zhao Shiji climbing out of the window, leaping nimbly. Go up the wall

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"This, uncle is still a master?

Mu Wanqing was surprised.

Zhao Wuxian shook his head and said,"Look at his joints. If they don't move, he's just a puppet controlled by Xiao Yin!"

Mu Wanqing concentrated slightly and suddenly said:"It's true!" What kind of martial arts is this?"

"In the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty, there was a mysterious corpse sect who was good at chasing corpses, refining corpses, and controlling zombies to fight. He was very good at this."

"ah? Zombies? Mu

Wanqing's skin had small pimples, and she felt strangely cold all over.

Zhao Wuxian said:"It's not that kind of zombie, it's just made by being poured with gold and silver, almost like a puppet!"

Mu Wanqing shook her head and said,"I still feel creepy!""

Imagine fighting with a corpse that is not afraid of death. Psychologically, you lose half the battle.

"Therefore, there are very few descendants of this sect, and they rarely move around in the world!"

"The Yan family in Chenzhou seems to be related to them. Their family's [Flying Corpses and Driving Ghosts Technique] is famous!"

Although the two of them were talking, there was no sound.

Because they were chatting through sound transmission. In this way, they could not alert the enemy.

Their martial arts were very high.

But when walking around the world, they faced an unknown person. Enemies, be cautious, it is always right.

Those who are careless and careless can block open guns, but cannot block hidden arrows.

Every year in all countries of Kyushu, there will be one or two heroes who capsize in the gutter. The fog is getting thicker..

Zhao Wuxian and Mu Wanqing followed Zhao Shiji and ran five miles to a mass grave.

When they saw the tombstones and the bones exposed inside, Mu Wanqing felt a little nervous no matter how brave he was. No, there are really ghosts and zombies, right?

She couldn't help but get closer to Zhao Wuxian, feeling his warmth, and felt a little at ease. Zhao Wuxian suddenly stopped.

Mu Wanqing stopped too.

He listened carefully.

Mu Wanqing also listened. He listened carefully, but there was no sound. At this time, the fog was deep and the moonlight was dim.

The mass graves were shadowy, vaguely like human figures, but they could not be seen clearly.

Zhao Wuxian stretched out his hand, held her waist, and led her forward. Floating like a feather, it fell to the tree branch. Mu Wanqing hugged Zhao Wuxian and followed his gaze.

In front of a tomb, a bonfire was lit.

A pale old woman was sitting cross-legged in front of Zhao Shiji. She seemed to be exercising her skills.

She was mumbling something. But she couldn’t understand it. It was not the Song Dynasty dialect.

The old woman’s face was dry, like old tree bark, and like a mummy crawling out of a grave. Only her eyes were charming. Phew!

There seemed to be a slight wind sound. , the old woman who was performing the surgery suddenly glanced sideways, and her figure was already floating vigorously. Her speed was too fast like an old man

"What......"

Before she could finish her scolding, she fell to the ground and took a mouthful of mud. He turned her over with one hand, not waiting for her to take action.

Key points all over the body have been sealed.

Zhao Wuxian took out a talisman and patted it on the forehead of Zhao Shiji, who seemed to be sleeping, injecting a hint of innate innocence. The talisman light flickered and penetrated into his forehead.

His body suddenly shook violently.

Wisps of black air floated out from his top door.

When all the black energy floated out and the [Breaking Talisman] turned into ashes, Lao Zhao turned pale and fainted on the ground.

"puff!"

The old woman vomited blood and stared at Zhao Wuxian, shocked. A piece of paper broke her proud enchantment?

"Who are you?

Zhao Wuxian said coldly:"Who ordered you?"

The old woman snorted softly.

Zhao Wuxian said,"If you don't tell me, I can only use the soul-searching technique to deal with you. You should know the outcome." The old woman was silent for a moment, then she put her palm on her forehead and gritted her teeth and said,"Mingjiao Saint Dai Qisiji!"."