Chapter 747: Don’t give up on the puppet that comes to your door
The flying general and Ergou launched a fire attack on the Qingzhou Navy at Spring God Lake, but now the imperial cavalry wanted to retaliate with a hail of rockets.
Cucumber was so frightened that she hid in the cabin. Chu Pingsheng told her no need. The flying general kicked his claws, jumped up, and flapped his wings. A strong wind spread outward and blew away all the rockets falling from the sky.
The cavalry troops on the opposite side were not discouraged. The knights in the front row stood back, and the knights in the back row took pictures. They exchanged positions and then fired a second round, in an attempt to drain the flying general's energy.
Chu Pingsheng stretched out his hand towards Lao Xu: "You have just entered the sky. The golden energy between heaven and earth dominates the killing. The sword energy is the golden energy, the sword intention is the killing intention, the sword intention can kill, everything has the killing intention, everything can I will only demonstrate killing people once. If you understand it, you can fight against the immortals of the earth even if you understand it.”
Lao Xu had a stern look on his face and handed over half of the king of vegetarian food.
Chu Pingsheng held the sword in his hand and slowly raised his arm. Different from the previous golden seal of Dahuangting and the green and red double helix that appeared on his forehead, this time two small sword patterns, one black and one white, appeared, and the water around the red horse boat changed. It must be as flat as a mirror, as cold as ice, and the sky has no There was no change, the dark clouds did not gather, the thunder did not appear, there was not even a breath of wind between the sky and the earth, but an atmosphere that was so oppressive that it was difficult to breathe spread on the river beach, and the green or yellow grass blades began to sway. Bend towards the depths of the river beach.
There is obviously no wind, so why are these grasses?
Zhao Fengya glanced at her master with confusion. When she looked back, she saw green lines like powerful bows and arrows, piercing the soldiers of King Guangling with both men and horses. The green of grass and the red of blood were on the river beach. Flying in the sky, two thousand cavalrymen died cleanly in just a few breaths, turning into corpses lying on the river beach.
Wang Chudong, Zhao Fengya, Pei Nanwei, and the cripple Xu Zhihu who struggled to get up on the back deck after regaining some strength, felt their backs feel cold and their teeth chattered.
Those people just died like that?
Cucumber moved forward and looked at the bows and arrows that had fallen in front of the trestle. Some of the arrows were wrapped in cloth that was still burning. The scene where they were being chased by King Guangling's cavalry just now seemed like a dream.
Old Xu remained silent, closed his eyes and quietly felt the murderous intention that lingered among the vegetation growing on the river beach. His killing sword also needed to spread the true energy around his body to kill people, or turn it into black fire. His master stubbornly named his killing sword Zhanyue. It was not until today that he realized how strong his master's sword was. Everything can be a sword, and everything can carry killing intent. To be an enemy of his master is to fight against him. Heaven and earth are enemies.
"Amitabha."
A Buddha's call came from afar, interrupting his thoughts and forcing him out of that mysterious state. Lao Xu felt very uncomfortable and looked along the sound.
Wang Chudong and others also followed the sound, looking for the person who proclaimed the Buddha's name.
Chu Pingsheng frowned slightly, he had already accumulated some anger and murderous intention.
I saw an old monk walking slowly under a double-nine tree with a crooked neck on the other side of the river beach. He was wearing a white beard, with a white beard reaching his chest, and his eyes were half-open and half-closed.
"Two Zen Temples, Monk Nagarjuna."
"Good."
Saying "Good", the monk's speed increased sharply. He was still walking slowly under the tree in the first step, and appeared on the trestle in the next step. He stood with one palm in front of his chest and looked at the people on the boat.
Lao Xu held half of the Su Wang in his hand, full of murderous intent. If the old monk hadn't been so talkative just now, he would have gained more insights from the Master's Qiankun Sword.
Chu Pingsheng said coldly: "Tell me your purpose."
Monk Nagarjuna said: "Lingzhou, Qingzhou, Laoshan Island, Huting County, Guangling River, the old monk hopes that Lin Tanhua's upper body will have a heavenly mind, and thinking of the heaven has the virtue of good life, and don't commit any more evils, just stop."
"What happens after you give up? Feeling guilty and converting to Buddhism?" Chu Pingsheng looked at him with a teasing look on his face.
"I don't dare. The old monk just doesn't want to see the world in chaos and the loss of life."
"Then why didn't you show up when King Guangling's soldiers rushed into battle just now, and now that the dust has settled, you came to show mercy again?"
"The old monk has limited leg strength. He learned the news from King Guangling and came here too late."
"So it's you who persuaded Zhao Piao, so he didn't continue to invest troops in the attack?"
"Good, good."
"So, we still want to thank you for helping to stop Zhao Piao?"
"The old monk just did his duty."
"It's a matter of duty." Chu Pingsheng sneered: "Is it also a matter of duty to interrupt my groom's enlightenment?"
Monk Nagarjuna clasped his hands together: "What the old monk did was just to prevent the benefactor from falling deeper into the devil."
Old Xu couldn't help but said: "One mouthful is a demon. The Xu family of Bei Ming kills people without any calculation. You turn a blind eye to such a demon. Now you are here to pretend to be compassionate and talk so much nonsense. Do it."
Monk Nagarjuna shook his head: "Old monk doesn't know martial arts? I'm here just to persuade you two to put down your butcher's knife."
"Don't know martial arts?" Lao Xu used to be a coolie in an oil shop, so naturally he didn't know the background of Monk Nagarjuna.
Chu Pingsheng explained: "Monk Nagarjuna has only read the Diamond Sutra all his life. Unknowingly, he has reached the Buddhist Great Vajra Realm, which is comparable to the land gods of Taoism and Confucianism. He does not have the skill to kill people, but his own defense is so strong... so Tell me, drinking a bowl of his blood will allow a warrior with the level of a second-grade minor master to gain a Vajra physique. Ordinary first-grade masters cannot hurt him. Of course, he is good at rushing, and you have seen his magical powers."
Cucumber, Green Ant and others suddenly realized that he was actually an anti-beating monk, no wonder he looked like an ascetic.
Lao Xu did not believe in evil, because he cultivated the way of killing, which emphasized shocking killing intent and killing everything: "I want to see how strong your defense is."
He raised the Su King's Broken Sword, and gray gossamers containing murderous intent appeared in the sky.
Monk Nagarjuna said: "Okay, Almsgiver Xu, if the old monk accepts your killing sword, please put down your murderous intention and reconcile with your hatred."
Chu Pingsheng had a strange look on his face. Not to mention whether Monk Longshu was taking down Lao Xu’s killing sword one after another, this scene felt very familiar.
He thought about it carefully. Isn't this the script of Kong Jian receiving Xie Xun's Seven Injury Fist in Legend of Heaven and Dragon Slayer?
The murderous intent of those thin gossamers began to converge on the Su Wang Broken Sword, covering the sword body which was half shorter than the ordinary long sword, surging like flames.
"Wait."
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Chu Pingsheng stopped Lao Xu: "I suddenly thought of a good idea."
Several people next to him looked at him with puzzled expressions.
"Zhao Fengya, go to the cabin to move the talisman urn."
"Eh?"
"It's the talisman urn you just knocked over."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Fengya, Pei Nanwei, and Green Ant turned pale with fear on their faces.
"Isn't he compassionate? Isn't he a living Buddha? Isn't he best at influencing others to recognize the 'goodness' in him? Today, I, a demon, can also influence the 'devil' in others to recognize me."
Zhao Fengya: "..."
"Go on, what are you doing standing around?"
Huang Guagua, Wang Chudong and others didn't know what the talisman urn was, but that didn't stop her from seeing Zhao Fengya stunned, warning and urging the maid who had just passed the internship period to act according to the master's instructions.
"Oh."
Zhao Fengya bravely ran into the cabin, and soon she came to the front deck holding an urn with a yellow talisman on it. It could be seen from her hands tightly holding the edge of the urn how nervous she was.
Chu Pingsheng tapped his fingers, the yellow talisman fell, the lid of the urn opened, and a cloud of black smoke floated out, rolling towards the ascetic at the end of the plank road.
Zhao Fengya swallowed her saliva. She thought the corpse bug could only crawl on the ground, but she didn't expect that it could turn on the flight mode under the guidance of the breeder's magic.
Monk Nagarjuna didn't know what it was, but his intuition told him that it was better not to touch it. As soon as he opened his eyes, he used all his magical powers to stay away. Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him shook his hand, and the space under his feet seemed to be locked. , unable to shrink into an inch, Staying away from the pier, he could only close his five senses, twist beads with his hands and recite the Diamond Sutra, and let the black mist wrap around his body. Smoke-like silk wadding penetrated his body along his ears and nostrils, and the gaps between his cassock and his skin were equally dense. A layer of cloth was spread.
"What... is this?" Cucumber looked at Zhao Fengya, who was tilting his head and turning away with a look of fear. He couldn't understand the details of the black smoke coming out of the urn, but Lin Xiao kept clapping his hands, pointing at the monk's face and saying "too much" It's fun.
At this time, Monk Nagarjuna was no longer reciting sutras, and his expressions were variously distorted. Sometimes he was crying, sometimes laughing, sometimes painful, sometimes happy, sometimes angry, and even for a few breaths, he was still staring lewdly. Look at the beautiful princess, she doesn’t look like a Buddhist virtuous person.
Chu Pingsheng jumped lightly and came to Monk Nagarjuna: "How does it feel to be able to see but not speak, to think but not to control the body? I have the body of the Buddhist Vajra, invulnerable to water and fire, and no true energy to perform killing techniques? I I was worried that it would take time for the corpse worms to transform the human body, so they came up to me and taught me how to Put down the butcher knife and do good to the Buddha. If you calculate carefully, I have killed eight hundred monks instead of one thousand. One more for you is not more, and one less for you is not more. Old bald donkey, I will let you watch yourself reading the scriptures with your own eyes. The body of King Kong came and turned into a big demon that killed thousands of people.”
"It doesn't matter if you don't have Qi, it doesn't matter if you can't kill. Just have the strength to swing a knife, and your body will help you kill."
Chu Pingsheng reached forward and grabbed the dragon-slaying knife in his hand. He turned around and handed it to Monk Nagarjuna. He pointed at an invisible place on the river beach and gave the order.
"Kill Zhao Yi's whole family and his 50,000 soldiers. Even if the people in Dahuang City dare to stop them, they will be slaughtered by me."
(End of chapter)