The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 1184 Lifting the Skull and Swinging the Sword to Slay Ghost Whispers ([-]) Buddhism, Taoism and Sword Domain
What's more, they can't give up on the ordinary people of Qinglong Road, they must be rescued. If they really ignore them like this, they don't know how they will be listed in the newspapers.

Their chivalrous "correctness" is gone.

In this way, beheading some demon puppets saved many people, but even so, tens of thousands of puppets still merged and unconsciously headed towards the Xuanwu Road in the north.

On Qinglong Road, the disciples of Wutang also sacrificed a lot, many of them died from the attacks of puppets, but fortunately, the spores did not continue to spread.

Zeng Benliang, one of the main promoters of the "Alliance to Kill Marquis", was very powerless after seeing this, and the killing was still going on, so he quickly sent a rescue letter to Long Yinghai, an ally of Suzaku.

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On the side of Suzaku Road, a similar situation also happened, but because the south and the north are not bordered by Xuanwu Road, the "disaster situation" is much smaller, and the puppets also converge on the White Tiger Road.

According to Long Yinghai, the boss of Jianwu Hall, after learning about these things, he quickly ordered his subordinates to kill the puppet that spread the "spores" and the puppet who turned into a puppet.

After learning about the changes in Qinglong Dao, Long Yinghai's complexion changed drastically, and he wanted to rush to help, but he also knew that this was a temporary solution, not a permanent solution.

Devil puppets, they look no different from normal people. Among thousands of people, who can tell the difference?There is no way to stop the "spores" emitted by the demon seeds.

Long Yinghai, who lives in Suzaku Road, is a Buddhist believer and a layman practicing at home. Thinking of the seriousness of the problem, he immediately turned to the eminent monk of Puluo Temple for help.

After receiving such news, the abbot of Puluo Temple couldn't respond for a while, and sighed: "Those who practice Buddhism can save all disasters, and naturally they can also avoid the invasion of demons."

"However, the way of the devil is rampant, the disaster of the devil is cured, the world is trapped in the five poisons of the world, and the seven thoughts are obsessed. If you don't practice Buddhism, it will be difficult for me, the master of Buddhism..."

Long Yinghai hurriedly said: "Master is a virtuous and eminent monk, and the Buddhist sect is merciful. I hope you can save Li Shu in Zhongdu! That devil has already gone crazy, I regret not listening to the words of the chivalrous master!"

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground and began to cry.

Seeing him like this, the eminent monk sighed: "I can't bear to turn my heart into a sea of ​​blood, but I can't do anything... Well, Layman Long is waiting here, I will ask King Kong..."

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Suzaku Road, Lanke Temple, in a meditation room, a monk, a monk, a swordsman, and a game of chess.

The monk is an old monk, with a thin appearance, big ears and shoulders, and white beard and eyebrows. The long eyebrows and white beard are almost connected together, and his face is also full of wrinkles.

On the opposite side was an old swordsman with gray beard and plain face, and the clothes on his body were also made of gray coarse cloth, looking like an inferior craftsman.

At this moment, he is playing chess with the old monk.

The chess spectator is a Taoist in Tsing Yi, although his hair is completely white, his eyebrows and beard are jet-black, and his face has no wrinkles, just like the "childlike face with white hair".

"Benefactor Ling, you have no regrets..."

"I regret it, what's the matter..."

"Pindao thinks that this sunspot, brother Lingdao, might be better placed in Tianyuan..."

"If you want to tell me, what are you talking about? I'm doing well!"

While talking, he wanted to pick up the sunspot that had just fallen, but the old monk hurriedly raised his hand to stop him, saying: "Benefactor, you are cheating."

The old craftsman directly opened his hand, and said: "I just regret the game, what can you, an old monk, do to me? It's so unreasonable to pass on the sword... Hey, forget it, forget it, I won't be with you monk If it's a draw, it's a draw, old man, come on."

The old monk chuckled and stepped aside without arguing.

The Taoist sat down with some itchy hands, the chessboard was messed up, and asked each other: "Brother Dao still holds white?"

The craftsman snorted and sneered: "My Sword Domain is upright, so I naturally hold white..."

After going on like this for a while, the old monk couldn't help but say: "Hey, real man, you made a wrong move..."

The Taoist refused to accept: "Where did the poor Taoist go wrong?"

"Doesn't Buddhism practice "shut up meditation"? Monk, can you shut up?"

"Hmm... just now when the old man was playing chess, Taoist priests often talked on the sidelines."

"My Taoist school talks about being happy and following one's nature, and Taoism follows nature. Whatever you want to say, you can say whatever you want..."

So just like that, the three stinky chess baskets began to argue, and the quarrel was so intense.

At a certain moment, a monk knocked on the door of the meditation room and said, "It's about Vajra, presided over by Puluoyuan, and Master Tan Tuo is visiting..."

Du Nan frowned and said, "Got it."

Afterwards, the "Void Gate" appeared beside him, and he disappeared in a flash.

After a while, he reappeared in the meditation room, his face changed a little seriously, and he said: "The blood marquis started spreading the 'spores' with the puppet, which has exceeded our original agreement..."

As he spoke, he looked at the craftsman.

The craftsman waved his hands in a rascally way: "Whatever, he is a first-class prince in the Duke's Mansion, so what if he kills all the people in Zhongdu? The clans won't care."

The old monk frowned and remained silent.

The Taoist chuckled and said, "That poor Taoist went to kill him. Although my Taoism is natural and casual, I also know good and evil in the world."

"But I don't allow it in the Sword Domain, you two, don't move if you can, just sit here... Oh? If you want to move, you can. Ask Ling about the sword in his hand."

As the craftsman said so, he placed the long sword on the chessboard, disrupting the black and white pieces.

Buddhist King Kong sighed, sat down again, and shook his head slowly: "Even if everyone in Zhongdu is buried with him?"

The Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a cold light in his eyes: "The sword master and his old man obeyed the decree 500 years ago, it is not like this!"

"Hehehe, who made my master a lunatic? Heavenly Master Guijian, our lineage has inherited the madness of the master. If you want to be crazy, you will go crazy. It doesn't make sense."

The craftsman smiled lightly, and then continued: "Gu Banshan became the master of swords more than 70 years ago, spread the way of swords in the world, and there are countless people under Banshan's sect, but I, the Heavenly Master Sword Sect, treat him with contempt. Why is it like this?"

"Gain..."

When he said this, he paused slightly, and then said: "Gain, I was the one who brought the sword master's robe and vertical crown to him back then."

"As for the sword master's robe, Master brought it back from 'God'. It is precisely because Gu Banshan has such weight that Master gave him the robe."

"But after all, he is not in the right position. He has not been handed down by the sword master himself, so he is just a 'half-mountain'. Master often says that he should pay respects to Banshan."

"My Celestial Master Sword Sect also respects him very much and recognizes him as the 'Sword Master', but Gu Banshan, in terms of our sect, is nothing more than a 'Master Uncle', and his enlightenment of the way of swords is still the Master passed it on."

"Even if he controls half of the sword domains, so what? I Ling only recognizes him as the 'half master', not the real sword master."

(End of this chapter)