Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 284 Punish the company and change your anger, suppress your heart and strengthen yourself

Early the next morning.

The surroundings of Tongtian Lei have already boiled back to Yingtian.

The top seven masters in the martial arts are about to fight each other here. This is a rare spectacle that is rarely seen in a hundred years. People who love to watch the excitement, who doesn't want to see it quickly?
At this time, on the west side of the arena, there were three old men sitting.

The leader was a monk, with white eyebrows and white beard, age spots on his slack face, and drooping eyelids. He looked like a candle in the wind, and the fire of life would be extinguished at any time.

If he hadn't been in the arena, no one would have thought that this old monk, who is getting old, is the number one expert in the West, the helm of the Kunlun Sect, and the abbot of the Reclining Buddha Temple, Kunlun Monk.

Beside the Kunlun monk is an old man with eagle nose and wolf eyes, wearing a simple gray cloth robe, but he is not angry but mighty, and when he looks at him, his Dharma is strict and daunting.

This one is the eldest disciple of Yu He, the martial sage of Bixia Palace. In addition to the martial sage Yu He and the real Pudu, the head of the 81 sects, he is recognized in the martial arts world as the strongest among his generation, the Golden Lantern Swordsman, Xia Suiliang.

Thirty feet behind the two of them, there is a grand teacher's chair, leaning on it is a middle-aged man with a round figure and black beard. He looks like a spring breeze, and he is the veritable No. 1 in the martial arts world. Wu Shengren Yu He Yu Jiulian.

Not to mention the people watching from the audience, even the many famous swordsmen in the stands have never seen the world-renowned Lord of the Bixia Palace. They only know that he has already made his mark in the arena before the Song Dynasty was established. , It has been more than a hundred years since he became famous.

But it seems that Wu Shengren is no more than 50 or [-] years old at most. His beard and hair are black and shiny, and his eyes are piercing.

On the east side of the ring, there were also three people sitting.

The leader was a fat monk with an extremely burly figure, sitting on a chair half a head taller than ordinary people, especially his strange appearance, which was amazing.

I saw him with red hair and blue eyes, deep facial features, and unusually white skin. He was the old abbot of Jinchan Temple overseas, the "Ten Thousand Years Ancient Buddha" murmured Arhat.

Beside Mumbling Arhat was a young Taoist, with sculpted eyebrows and phoenix eyes, elegant and handsome, his whole face was carved like a piece of beautiful jade.

This person was wearing a snow-white robe, with long hair shawls, and fluttering robes, like a fairy.

But only the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with murderous intent and biting cold air, his whole body was like a sword out of the box, making people afraid to look directly at it.

This Taoist who seems to be in a weak year is the white-clothed prodigy, the son of Bai Laobai, the most outstanding martial arts among the four great swordsmen in Emei.

His real age is actually over sixty years old, but because of his special cultivation method, he has cultivated sword energy all year round, resulting in his face always maintaining the appearance of his early twenties, which is why he got the word "child prodigy".

Behind these two people is Pudu Zhenren, the head of the 81 sects.

But Xin Ziqiu did not show up for a long time.

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With the sound of a gong, the Kunlun monk who was guarding the ring got up first, walked to the center of the ring, and chanted the Buddha's name and said:

"Amitabha, since there are only a few of us left in Tongtian Ring, there is no need to worry about the difference between offense and defense. The old monk traveled thousands of miles to Bianliang City in Tokyo to avenge his disciple Hangu Jian Dingping. Xin Ziqiu Where is the boy, dare to fight the poor monk?"

As soon as these words came out, the people in the East Stand looked at each other, and no one knew where Xin Ziqiu had gone.

Jiang Ping quickly ordered to go down and sent people to Jia's mansion to look for it.

When the audience was in an uproar because of Xin Ziqiu's disappearance, Muttering Luohan's robe shook, his fat body flew up to the ring, landed firmly on the three feet opposite the Kunlun monk, clasped his hands together and said:
"Amitabha, the poor monk has admired his great name for a long time. Since the benefactor Xin is not here, we are both Buddhist disciples. Why don't we learn a thing or two?"

Kunlun monk sneered:
"Okay, since that little thief Xin Ziqiu is too timid to avoid the battle, I'll ask the big arhat to give me some pointers."

Before he finished speaking, he turned slightly sideways, and stretched out his right palm, and within a step, he reached in front of Mumbling Arhat, and struck out with his palm, the force of the palm was fierce and heavy, causing the sound of wind and thunder. It was the golden lotus palm of Kunlun School The "big interception".

At the same time as the palm was raised, the Kunlun monk's crooked and decayed body seemed to suddenly swell a circle, where did he look like he was old and weak before?
Muttering Arhat shouted "Hello", sank down, and moved his dantian with luck, pushed flat with his left palm, and made a move of "Nanhai Lifo", head-to-head with the Kunlun monk.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the two of them took a step back at the same time, crushing the thick green bricks on the arena to pieces, each leaning forward and then going up, each showing their unique skills, fighting together.

……

The two people on the stage were fighting fiercely.

Off the field, Bai Lao turned sideways and asked Purdue Master:

"Master, why didn't General Xin come? At yesterday's banquet, I saw you chatting privately for a while. Does he have any other plans, but what did he reveal to you?"

Master Purdue was sitting cross-legged in meditation, closing his eyes and meditating. Hearing his disciple's question, he said lightly:
"You don't need to ask too much about the matter between Wei Shi and General Xin. The fateful battle between you and the Golden Lantern Swordsman is about to happen in an instant. It's better to keep calm and take care of the present."

When Bai Lao heard this, his heart trembled, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, he focused on adjusting his breath, and remained silent.

Purdue Master still had no expression on his face, but because of his apprentice's question in his heart, his thoughts returned to yesterday night...

……

At Fan Lou's banquet, Xin Ziqiu approached him at some point, and whispered:
"Senior, can I take a step to speak?"

Seeing his serious expression, Master Purdue nodded and left the table with him.

The status and status of the two are extremely high, so naturally no one dares to follow.

Xin Ziqiu pulled Master Pudu to a secluded corner, and seeing no one around, he said to him:

"Senior, I know that you intend to fight against the martial sage, and plan to break out of the cocoon and become a fairy between life and death, but there is one thing I have to tell you in advance..."

Immortal Purdue moved in his heart and asked:

"what's up?"

Xin Ziqiu sighed and said:

"The junior is [-]% sure that Yu He and Yu Jiulian who are in the arena are no longer the martial sages we know."

Purdue real person wonders:

"General Xin, what do you mean? Pindao is a monk, but he is not good at charades."

Xin Ziqiu pondered for a while, organized his words, and explained:

"Yu He was wiped out of his mind. Although his physical body is still there, his primordial spirit is already another person. The one who took away his body was the pre-Qin alchemist Gou Bi."

Real Purdue frowned:

"I've also heard a bit about this. Didn't it say that the one who seized Gou Bi's house was Taoist Xuancheng from Bixia Palace? Why did he become a martial sage again?"

Xin Ziqiu said:
"This is Gou Bi's brilliance, he first took away Yu He's disciple Xuancheng Taoist, and then used the method of splitting the soul to separate the second soul, and then continued to take away the martial sage Yu He.

"In this matter, he first blamed the alchemist Lu Tong, and then deliberately exposed a few small flaws, allowing us to lock the murderer on Taoist Xuancheng. In this way, we thought we had seen through his trick, Solved the unsolved case, but allowed his true identity to be hidden instead.

"This matter is a bit complicated to say, and you don't need to ask too much about the details, as long as you trust the younger generation. The reason why I mentioned this is because Goubi was an ancient alchemist in the pre-Qin period. Even though he is now close to the five declines of heaven and man, and his realm has fallen, because he has obtained the body of the earth immortal of Wu Sheng Yuhe, he has already got rid of the defense of life and death. Although his strength is not as good as the peak, he may still have the level of the peak of the earth immortal .

"This junior dares to speak nonsense. The gap between senior and him is too great. If he enters the battle rashly, he may not only be unable to become a fairy, but his life may be in danger. For tomorrow's battle, senior, please think twice before proceeding."

Purdue Master heard the words, lowered his eyes, pondered for a long time, and suddenly there was a resolute light in his eyes and said:

"General Xin, thank you for reminding me, but no matter whether the opponent is Yu He or Gou Bi tomorrow, there will only be one battle for the poor. Whether it is life or death, it is fate, and there will be no complaints or regrets."

Xin Ziqiu said urgently:

"Senior, why are you bothering? Goubi has already said that in order to win the number one in the world and get the blessing of Master Longhushan to return to youth, he will kill all those who prevent him from reaching the top. Don't hold back. Although Tongtian Lei is related to Da Song's face, it is definitely not worth your old man's death for nothing."

Purdue real person said indifferently:
"General Xin, Pindao's actions are not entirely for the sake of Song Dynasty. Do you know how old Pindao is this year?"

Xin Ziqiu was slightly taken aback:
"One hundred years old?"

Real Purdue nodded and said:
"Pindao has wasted a hundred and eight years. If he can't break through to become an immortal, even if he doesn't die tomorrow, how many days will he have to live? Hearing from the morning, he can die in the evening. The only regret of the poor is that he is stuck in the immortal world. In between, you can’t take that last step. Tomorrow’s battle is the best opportunity in Pindao’s life, if he can succeed in ascending to immortality under heavy pressure, even if he dies on the spot, why should he be afraid?”

Speaking of this, the old man, who has passed his prime, suddenly burst into heroic vigor, as if he was decades younger all of a sudden, his eyes burst into light, revealing the sharpness of a young man.

Xin Ziqiu had already made clear his interests and interests, and seeing that Master Pudu had made up his mind, he stopped persuading him and could only silently wish him good luck.

……

Real Purdue withdrew his thoughts, opened his eyes, and looked towards Wu Sheng Yu He's seat.

I saw that Wulin No. 1 who was a few years older than me, now has black beard and hair, like a mature man, but I am very old, and the fire of life may be extinguished at any time.

Although he knew that the other party had been taken away by alchemists, he was still unwilling to do so. He was very talented, he practiced martial arts at the age of three, he was able to use a sword at the age of eight, and at the age of 20 he had already swept the Southwest, with few opponents.

But now that he is over a hundred years old, he is still stuck in the huge gap between immortals and mortals. No matter how hard he cultivates, it is difficult to make progress.

In terms of ingenuity, diligence and hard work, he asked himself that he was not inferior to anyone. Could it be that because of the lack of immortal blood, God would deny his 100-year self-denial practice?
Now, after finally waiting for the best opportunity, but facing the heavy pressure of ancient alchemists, even if he breaks through, he may not escape death in the arena.

time?luck?Fate?
At this time, Yu He's gaze came over, and the two looked at each other. Although they were separated by tens of feet, Master Pudu still felt the disdain and contempt in each other's eyes. The contempt for lower life comes from the deepest part of my heart.

This gaze, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely angered the head of Emei, who is known for his calm and calm.

At that moment, all the unhappiness and unhappiness of decades were ignited and detonated like dry wood meeting a raging fire.

Purdue Daoist's body, true qi, and old and firm spirit were also affected at this moment, and they were all involved in it like a whirlpool.

"boom!"

A loud noise like thunder burst out from within his body.

Purdue real person let out a low cry, feeling that his essence, energy, and spirit are integrated into one at this moment, no longer separated from each other, and he has inadvertently taken the last step between immortals and mortals.

The samadhi is unified, and the true spirit is self-contained!
Before the battle, because of his own unwillingness and resentment, Purdue Daoist actually felt a ray of luck in the dark, broke through in front of the battle, and became an earth immortal!

At the same moment, the two players in the field also decided the winner...

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(End of this chapter)