Chapter 443 Whereabouts
“Interesting.”
In the palace, Zi Fei lazily leaned on the bed and looked at the stack of paper in her hand.
This stack of paper is nothing but the accusations written by Hui Yuan, sent by the female disciples of Ziqi Xianfengguan.
“That Fu Qingzhou, together with our apprentice nephews in the temple, really defeated Hui Yuan?”
Her eyes were shining, and her beautiful eyes were scanning over the lines of words on the paper, and the smile on her face was getting bigger and bigger.
"Your Majesty."
Tian'er beside the bed was also overjoyed and said softly: "With this crime, can we bring down Concubine Jing?"< br>
“Originally, this is what I thought.”
Zi Fei said with a smile: “But tonight, Your Majesty will not return to the palace. I heard that he was playing in the Palm Sword Academy incognito. The debate was over the top..."
"My servant has also heard about it." Tian'er covered her mouth and smiled: "Your Majesty has become suspicious of the family?"
"Suspicious?" Zi Fei sneered: "It's more than just suspicion... I think that now, Don't rush to take action. The Yuan family is behind Concubine Jing. Now your Majesty clearly wants to reduce the power of the family. With such a good opportunity, you must let your Majesty know my intentions."
"But, After all, Your Majesty is young and passionate, and he is a little too anxious to do things..."
After that, she handed the paper in her hand to the bedside: "Put it away and save it for later."
"Then..." Tian'er reached out and took the stack of paper and asked casually: "What do Fu Qingzhou and the others want?"
"Of course I have to do it."
Purple Concubine smiled: "I don't want to be a person who breaks his word. What's more, haven't you heard that His Majesty is debating in Zhangjian Academy, and his teammates are That Shaoxia Fu."
"Eh?" Tian'er was surprised: "I really don't know, why is he everywhere?"
Zi Fei blinked slowly and stretched out her hand. He stretched out his body and lay down slowly: "Who knows? Maybe he is the lucky one destined by destiny... The Cold Prayer Festival is coming soon. Contact Huiyuan and find a reason... that Huixin can't refuse."
……
On the official road, the autumn wind is bleak and the loess is blowing lightly.
On the road, two monks, one behind the other, walked slowly forward.
The two monks looked very young, but one was extremely handsome, with streaks of golden light on his skin, while the other looked much more ordinary, with a smear between his eyebrows. The evil intention that won’t go away.
This is no one else, but Huixin...and Li Qing.
No, no, the current Li Qing is not Li Qing, but Yuan Zhao.
At this moment, Yuan Zhao is wearing the simplest and simplest white cassock, carrying a large wooden box on his back, and wearing a pair of straw sandals under his feet. Probably because he walked a long way, the straw sandals have been worn out. Very broken.
"Yuanzhao."
Huixin smiled at the side and said: "What insights have you gained along the way?"
"Master, I have a deep understanding of this." Yuanzhao said seriously: "Everyone in the world is bound by the seven sufferings. Our Dharma is limited. Even if we can save one person, we cannot save everyone. We need to continue to practice deeply and achieve the realm of selflessness." Save the world."
Huixin nodded slightly, with a satisfied smile: "Not bad..."
Halfway through his words, there was a sudden commotion in front of the official road.
The two stopped talking and looked forward.
Huixin is a powerful person in the four realms of cave and sky. His eyesight has long been extraordinary. With just one glance, he can see everything hundreds of feet away.
"It's a group of bandits who are robbing the escort carriage."
He said calmly: "In broad daylight, on official roads, there are people who do such evil things. Disciple, you What should we do?”
"Of course it's to punish evildoers." Yuan Zhao clasped his hands together and responded softly.
"Yes." Huixin nodded: "My master and disciple are returning to Beijing and rushing to the Winter Prayer Festival. This is a great opportunity for you to recruit followers and improve your cultivation. You can also take this opportunity. ...Prepare more skins for the future.”
“Yes, Master.” Yuan Zhao lowered his head and slowly lowered the big wooden box on his back.
The big box fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Before the dust settled, Yuan Zhao’s figure had already flashed out and rushed towards the noisy place ahead!
The autumn wind became stronger, and the loess was rolled up, flying towards the front of the official road like a yellow dragon following Yuan Zhao's figure.
The battle next to the escort carriage has become intense... The bandits waved their swords, and the escorts fought hard, but more than half of them were dead or injured. The blood dyed the loess red, and the broken limbs and remaining soldiers were scattered on the ground.
At this time, the bandits were besieging the few remaining bodyguards. They only saw greed and cruelty in their eyes, and did not immediately notice Yuan Zhao's arrival.
“Kill!” After a bandit discovered Yuan Zhao, he ignored him and roared, taking the lead in slashing at Yuan Zhao with his knife. But...the Yuan Zhao of today is no longer the Li Qing of the past.
No one knows what kind of training he has received from Huixin in the past few months, what he has learned, and how much he has improved.
Before the sword arrived, the edge of Yuan Zhao's palm had already passed through the bandit's neck!
Blood splatters and heads rise into the sky!
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Yuan Zhao had no expression on his face, and there was no blood on his body. He didn't even look back at the head that flew into the air before he killed the next person.
"Damn it, kill him!" A group of bandits roared, ignoring the bodyguards who had no power to resist for the time being, and rushed towards Yuan Zhao one after another.
A bandit slashed at Yuan Zhao with his sword, but he saw Yuan Zhao ducking behind the bandit and striking out with his palm. The bandit flew out as if he had been hit by a giant hammer and fell heavily on the ground. On the ground, no longer moving.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Zhao's figure dodged again and appeared in front of another bandit. The bandit was frightened and wanted to retreat, but it was too late... Yuan Zhao struck out with a palm, and the bandit fell down at the sound. The whole process was neat and fast as lightning.
What frightens these bandits even more is that their swords cannot harm this monk at all!
Whenever their blades were about to touch Yuan Zhao's body, they were always bounced away by a mysterious force, but Yuan Zhao's palm was like thunder, able to easily penetrate their defenses. , take away their lives.
“Fuck, kill my people?!”
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded from beside Yuan Zhao.
That should be the famous mountain bandit leader. He is holding two axes, tall and ferocious in appearance. He seemed to have seen that the battle situation was decided and was busy searching for property. Yuan Zhao came too quickly. After killing several people, he Only then did he react.
He rushed forward suddenly, his double axes danced in an airtight manner, and his speed and power were not much slower than Yuan Zhao.
Yuanzhao’s pupils were slightly condensed.
“You have no cultivation, but you do such evil things, you deserve to die.”
He spoke softly, and words that came out of his mouth were cold and emotionless.
The next moment, the plain white cassock on his body suddenly emitted a mysterious white light!
Under the illumination of this light, his speed suddenly increased a lot, and in an instant he turned into a white shadow and rolled towards the bandit leader.
The twin axes that swept like a strong wind failed to stop Yuan Zhao's figure.
In just a moment, he put his hand on the top of the bandit leader's head, grabbed his hair, and lifted it up.
The bandit leader's eyes widened, and before he could even shout, the flesh, flesh, bones and blood on his neck were already separated from the upper and lower parts!
Yuan Zhao just mentioned this and forcefully "plucked" his head from his neck!
Gulu Gulu...
After picking off the head of the bandit leader, Yuan Zhao calmly threw it aside. It was only then that the leader's burly body slowly fell to the ground. .
A monk, but his methods are so cruel and terrifying...
Seeing this, the other bandits began to retreat in fear.
"There is no Buddha in the world who can't live without a hundred calamities..." Yuanzhao clasped his hands together and said calmly: "Your skin is too dirty and ugly, and the poor monk has no intention of taking it... If you are frightened, please cut yourself off, so as not to The poor monk took action. "
"Crazy, crazy!" The bandits shouted in horror: "Run!"
Of course they couldn't stop themselves, so they started to turn around and run away.
Yuan Zhao raised his eyelids slightly.
After a while.
There was blood everywhere near the escort car, and not a single bandit was left alive.
Yuanzhao's cassock was still white and clean, but his hands were full of blood.
"Master!" An excited voice came from among the few remaining bodyguards: "Thank you for saving me!"
With a slight smile on their faces, they said It's joy, but actually it's more of worry - I'm happy that I saved my life, but I'm worried because many of my companions died and the escort car was destroyed. I don't know how to handle the business this time.
But soon, their joy was replaced by panic.
Yuanzhao, whose hands were stained with blood, turned around expressionlessly and slowly walked towards them.
"Master?"
These escorts are not stupid. Just looking at the monk's expression, they realized something was wrong: "You, do you need money? This car You can take whatever you like..."
"The poor monk doesn't want money."
Yuan Zhao said lightly: "I want your skin, poor monk."
In the distance, Huixin watched and listened to the screams in the distance quietly, with a calm and gentle smile.
(End of this chapter)