Chapter 1068 A Night with Zhao Qingli and Bodhisattva
Zhao Qingli sat cross-legged at the table quietly, raised his hand to grab the plain wine jar that had been thrown away by Hidden Dragon, and poured two glasses for himself.
Raise a glass to yourself and drink it down in one gulp.
The other cup is obviously reserved for Xin Zhuo.
Xin Zhuo glanced at her straight back, waist-length hair, and the sword that never left her side. It should not be the terrifying sword that transcended her realm that day in the Guoshan Sect.
This woman's temperament is somewhat similar to Zhe Feiyan.
Zhefeiyan!
The concubine of that year.
The saint of Dry Sword Cave.
A hundred years later, she has already forgotten those years. Maybe she has her own situation, discipline, ambition, and cultivation.
Xin Zhuo walked over, picked up another glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, and sat aside.
Zhao Qingli glanced at him: "I am Zhao Qingli, a descendant of the Zhao family in Sandao Mountain in Donghua Mingyu. I want to know the reason why you were hunted down by Sandaoshan in Donghua Mingyu?"
Xin Zhuo frowned: "Not a foreign race? Sandao Mountain in Donghua Mingyu? I would like to ask you, what is your reason?"
If a foreign race comes after you, what kind of strange fire and water should be taken back? It's understandable, after all, the Cow King was tricked by me in the sea of suffering, but Donghua Sandao Mountain still chases me, is he really shameless?
Zhao Qingli was slightly startled, pulled back his hair around his ears, and asked, "You really don't know?"
Xin Zhuo nodded: "I really don't know!"
Zhao Qingli frowned: "I don't believe that even the masters of the Jiang family in your own family want to chase you back or suppress you on the spot. You must have done something counterintuitive. It’s a matter of heaven!
Otherwise, one can break the Qinghuang’s taboo, climb to the top of the Buddha Light Pagoda, and defeat the great sage of this region with one move. They will never treat you like this if you are an extremely powerful master.
Do you know that all the masters in the Buddhist temple are talking about you, Xiao Xumi Temple, and what happened today? Zhan, you have become famous in this domain.”
Xin Zhuo said with a smile: “So, it’s my fault?”
Zhao Qingli didn't know whether it was okay or not, so she poured another glass of wine. Her mentality had changed a lot, and she no longer had any hostility toward Xin Zhuo. This came from her favor and respect for a descendant of the evildoer. She had traveled through the world in these years, and her life and death only lasted a moment. She finds people like Xin Zhuo very interesting.
Xin Zhuo thought for a while: "Since you can contact Sandao Mountain, and your surname is Zhao, do you know Zhao Tong'er?"
Zhao Qingli looked at him: "Tong'er is me. My cousin, a very talented girl among the younger generations of the Zhao family, and possesses divine objects from heaven and earth. But when I entered the holy realm, she was still babbling. Why did I mention her? "
Xin Zhuodao? : "Donghua Mingyu was defeated at the hands of foreigners. She, I, and the five disciples from the Sandao Mountain family were exiled and allowed to be killed by the foreigners!"
Zhao Qingli was silent for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "You Do you really think that Donghua Mingyu Sandao Mountain was defeated? It was just a stopgap measure. If you are exiled, you will definitely be protected by experts!
What you see in this world may not be true! "
"You, a family with a long heritage, have too many tricks. "
Xin Zhuo poured a glass of wine, looked directly at Zhao Qingli and said: "But one thing remains unchanged. I advise you to kill me, it's best not to give up! "
Zhao Qingli said in surprise: "There are still people in the world who ask others to kill him. Why? "
Xin Zhuo said: "It's easy to say, if I don't die, not a single blade of grass will grow on the three mountains of Donghua Mingyu, and all your families will be killed! ”
He said it lightly, as if it was a joke, but Zhao Qingli could hear a hint of persistence, a kind of ambition that would never give up. Her heart trembled for no reason, and she looked at Xin Zhuo carefully: "It's just you?"
< br>Xin Zhuo stopped talking and poured two glasses of wine.
Zhao Qingli stopped drinking and turned around to go out. He stopped for a moment when he reached the door and said: "No one denies your talent. Even everyone looks up to you. You are indeed a good warrior.< br>
No matter what you do, Donghua Mingyu pursues If I take you, you'd better find a way to survive. Those who want to kill you will never give up!
Also, you need to know the truth that disaster comes from your mouth. If you destroy Sandao Mountain, you, Jiang Yuqing, will die in this life! There is absolutely no chance, you are as humble as dust.”
"Yeah!"
Xin Zhuo smiled.
Zhao Qingli stepped into the heavy snow and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Xin Zhuo was silent for a moment, closed the door of the Zen room, and sat cross-legged next to the stove. He first used his mental skills to carry several great Zhoutians, and then used the "Nine-ring Jade Pure Bottle" to smooth the body that had just broken through. , and then observe the changes in Danhai.
For the bodhi tree in the alchemy sea, he needs to use the "Five Elements and Eight Parts of Heavenly Dragon" to fuse it at the right opportunity, and then practice it to come out.
Gradually fall into concentration.
The night is dark.
Outside the room, the snow was getting heavier, the wind was howling, and there was a faint sound of wooden fish coming from somewhere.
At this moment, the room was fragrant, and a graceful figure was entangled in Xin Zhuo's arms, and his arms were filled with nephrite.
Zhao Qingli is back again? What is she doing?
Xin Zhuo tried to open his eyes, but he felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy and he could not open them. His body was extremely weak.
A gentle and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in my ears: "Little guy, tell me, where did your Buddhist power come from? That is not the Buddha Light Pagoda's power!"
Zhizhu Bodhisattva? Xin Zhuo's heart was beating wildly. What does this eminent Buddhist monk want to do? I can speak?
As if he didn’t need to speak, soft delicate hands pressed on his chest.
Then, he leaned very close and exhaled like a blue breath: "You are weird and can't understand the Five Sacred Paths. Cultivating sentient beings. You want to be a sentient person. Your martial arts is impure. Little guy, you want to have fun in the water." "
You are a Buddhist monk, you are a Bodhisattva, please be serious!
Cannot be serious.
"Buddha cultivates the appearance of all living beings. The Buddha still had a wife and children. I bet that you will be the supreme one in this life. I am willing to cultivate the appearance of all living beings with you and solve the cause and effect of Buddhism!"
The figure is coiled like a snake. On his body, all the seven emotions and six desires cannot be infinitely magnified instantly.
The nephrite jade is warm and fragrant...
Confusing...
I don’t know how long it has been, but it has been daylight, the wind and snow outside have stopped, and a group of young novices are cleaning the ground.
Xin Zhuo opened his eyes suddenly, gasped desperately, and then patted his body. Fortunately, his clothes were still there.
Dreaming?
It has been decades since I started practicing martial arts and I haven’t had a dream. This feels really strange.
Suddenly he felt that his mouth was swollen, and at the same time he smelled a strange fragrance on his body. When he lowered his head, he discovered that there were traces of blood on the ground and a cluster of splashing water stains in the distance.
"?"
I stood up suddenly, feeling my scalp numb.
"Bang..."
The door was pushed open, and Zanglong and Ni Cangtian walked in side by side. Then they were stunned for a moment, sniffed, and looked around.
“There’s something wrong with you!” Canglong narrowed his eyes.
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but cursed: "If this goes right, all the damn sows can climb up trees, and I don't even want to. I really don't understand!"
Hidden Dragon and Ni Cangtian came together and said, "What happened?"
Xin Zhuo sighed and said, "The story is not long and easy to tell, but I am too lazy to tell it!"
"Don't say pull me down!"
Hidden Dragon said: "Let's go, Lord Lingzhe summons us!"
...
In the afternoon, it snowed heavily again.
The tens of thousands of outsiders and the Buddhas in Xiaoxumi Temple all left under the watch of Venerable Lingzhe.
The mountain gate of the Zhenwu Sect millions of miles away has been opened! ! ! The warriors in the world surged like a tide.
Xin Zhuo and Ni Cangtian left last.
Xin Zhuo looked back at Venerable Lingzhe and several old monks with white beards. I wonder if it was because of his inner feelings, but he always felt that the smiles on their faces were weird.
"Master Lingzhe is not going?" Xin Zhuo asked.
“Amitabha!”
Venerable Lingzhe was dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, looking indescribably handsome and free. "The poor monk has fulfilled his Buddha form and will not enter the mortal world. It is time for the three venerables of the Little Sumeru Buddha and the Great Sumeru Temple to come!"
Xin Zhuo nodded and glanced deep into the quiet Xiao Xumi Temple: "I wonder where the Bodhisattva Zhizhu is?"
The Venerable Lingzhe's face was unconcealedly strange: "The Bodhisattva has gone to Dashumi Temple for meditation. I wonder why my junior brother is looking for the Bodhisattva?"
Hidden Dragon and Ni Cangtian also looked at Xin Zhuo with strange expressions.
Xin Zhuo coughed lightly: "Just ask!"
He bowed his hands and said, "I'll leave now. Goodbye!"
Going side by side with the two hidden dragons.
It wasn’t until we got off Xiao Sumeru Mountain that Venerable Lingzhe behind him said in a loud voice: “Junior brother inherits the wisdom root of the Tathagata and is destined to be a Buddha. This poor monk is willing to be your brother, but the road ahead is difficult. , travel slowly!”
(End of this chapter)