This Sword Cultivator Is Too Steady

Despite the twists and turns in his life, Lu Qingshan finally set foot on the road to the giant bear city again.

"Going forward several dozen li, it should be a small Human Race tribe named "狈"," Lu Qingshan compared the map, muttered: "When you arrive at the Yao clan, the giant bear city will be near. ."

He went on, but when he was about to approach the small village of the Yao clan, Lu Qingshan was complexion changed.

He smelled a pungent blood.

Lu Qingshan hurriedly increased his speed, passing a stream of light in the sky and heading straight to the small tribe.

Looking down, it is a small oasis, and it is estimated that it can support hundreds of families and thousands of people.

But at this time, in the oasis that used to be an unusually lively oasis, it was deadly silence.

Houses built of loess collapsed, the ground was messy, and there were dried blood horrible to see everywhere, and what I saw before my eyes was even more horrible.

One after another corpses fell in a pool of solidified blood, among them were gray-haired old people, weak women, and even infants in swaddling clothes were equally inevitable this tribulation.

Among the corpses all over the floor, Lu Qingshan saw an "acquaintance".

He had noticed the long-lasting little novice monk when he was in East Sparrow City earlier.

The little novice monk frowned, with his hands folded, is standing in front of the ruins, facing the corpse of the villager, mutter incantations in his mouth.

".......so I have heard ......When it is, the Tathagata smiles, and puts hundreds of trillions of bright clouds, the so-called Great Perfection Bright Cloud, Great Compassion Bright Cloud , Great Wisdom Bright Cloud, Great Prajna Bright Cloud......."

It is a Buddhist scripture of transcendence.

The little novice monk is surpassing the dead souls of the gangsters.

He also noticed the arrival of Lu Qingshan, but did not interrupt his scripture.

It was the little siskin hiding between Little Monk's sleeves. At this moment, he got a small head, stared at Lu Qingshan with sullen eyes, and looked at Lu Qingshan curiously.

Lu Qingshan's expression at this time is a bit gloomy—the same as Human Race, but anyone who has empathy, seeing this tragic situation, will not feel how smooth.

He silently released his divine consciousness, and after wandering around the village searching for a circle, he was suddenly expression moved.

Because he found a faint breath among the corpses all over the floor.

It was an extremely young boy, but he was eleven or twelve years old. There was a huge wound on his stomach. The internal organs were clearly visible, but he was very tenacious and not completely dead. .

Lu Qingshan approached, squatted down to check the boy's injury, and found that the boy's face was pale, he was unaware, and there was really only a breath left.

At this moment, the little novice monk also noticed Lu Qingshan's movements, and followed him, took a look at the little boy's injuries, and sighed: "Such a serious injury, it is impossible to survive. "

"That's not necessarily." Lu Qingshan thought for a while and said softly.

After that, a long sword, which was blue, like ice crystals, appeared in his hand.

He waved his long sword at the boy.

"Hoo...donor you!" The little novice monk exclaimed subconsciously, with the golden seal flashing in his hand, trying to stop Lu Qingshan's movements.

But at the moment when Fayin was released, the young novice monk suddenly felt something, a gleam of surprise flashed on his face, but the movement of his hand stopped.

A white sword light flashed, covering the boy's body.

After the sword light, Lu Qingshan retracted his sword.

And the boy who had lost consciousness and was dying, opened his eyes slowly at this time.

The huge gap in his abdomen, I don't know when, it has been healed as before, as if it had never existed.

Wangchuan: Blue sky.

When the little novice saw the boy waking up, he glanced at the sword of Wangchuan in Lu Qingshan's hand in shock.

Sword cultivator is best at killing, this is something the whole world knows.

But it was the first time he heard that the sword of the sword cultivator could save people.

However, Little Monk had a simple mind and didn't think much. A flash of joy flashed on his face, and he quickly stepped forward to help the boy who had just awakened.

Lu Qingshan glanced at the panel.

The boy was just a mortal, and he suffered only trauma. Although the injury looked terrifying, the difficulty of healing was not as high as imagined.

So this sword only used 10% of the life force currently stored in Wangchuan.

However, it cost him a full 30,000 EXP.

This usage fee is really not expensive in general.

The moment the boy opened his eyes, he was at first confused, and then he seemed to remember what had happened before, and his face suddenly showed a look of fear.

He glanced at Lu Qingshan and the little novice monk, and then saw the corpses of his parents lying next to him again. He couldn’t help but feel sad and pounced on his parents’ corpses, crying: "Father, Mother......"

"What happened?" Lu Qingshan asked.

"It's a sand bandit," the boy sobbed: "It's a'shahai evil monk'. He brought his hands down to our village and asked us for the Spirit Stone.

We just A small tribe, originally not rich, relied on the savings of the adults in the cultivator a few years ago, and was able to barely hand in the Spirit Stone.

Later, the savings of the adults in the clan have been emptied. , This time is not enough to hand in the Spirit Stone.

We intercede with the sand bandits, and let us take some time. Who would expect that they will not show any affection at all, and they will slaughter the village in anger."

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The boy said, crying, his face was covered with coagulated blood, which made people feel angry.

Shahai evil monk.

Lu Qingshan muttered.

This is one of the eight leaders of the sand bandits, with the same status as the body poison.

He was originally an ascetic monk, but for some unknown reason, he modified the evil art of the blood slaughter. In the end, he was wanted by Great Xia. He had no choice but to escape into the Mogao Desert and become a member of the sand bandits. The cultivator of Nascent Soul Late Stage.

"The sand bandits blackmailed you for so many years, haven't you tried to ask the giant bear tribe for help?" Lu Qingshan asked again.

The location of the Yao tribe is already very close to the giant bear tribe.

He didn't expect that the sand bandits would be bold enough to do evil in a small village so close to the giant bear city.

This behavior is too arrogant.

"I tried it. At first, Lord Patriarch asked the giant bear tribe for help, but the giant bear tribe ignored us at all." The boy's grief came from his heart, tears mixed with blood from his face. The upper does not help drip down.

Lu Qingshan frowned, his face sinking slightly, and an unknown fire burst into existence.

There are both killing intents against sand bandits and short-sighted anger against giant bear tribes.

To condone the wicked is actually not much different from doing evil in person.

Furthermore, under this indulgence, the wicked will not just accept the good, but will only expand infinitely.

Today the sand bandits are only committing acts of violence around the giant bear tribe, and tomorrow they will shit on the head of the giant bear tribe.

Stupid.

Lu Qingshan judged like this in his heart.

If the Nine Races Alliance at first is not so indulgent to the vulture old man, but decisively joins forces to deal with the vulture old man, the sand bandits will not be as difficult as they are now, and even be able to join the Nine Races Alliance. Kind of local tyrant.

……

The little novice is quietly calming the boy's emotions.

What Lu Qingshan is thinking about.

"Monk, what is your relationship with this Shahai evil monk?" Lu Qingshan asked suddenly.

Because when the boy mentioned the name of the Shahai evil monk, he noticed that the little novice monk's expression changed significantly.

The little novice monk hesitated for a while, and finally did not conceal it. He made a Buddhist ceremony and said frankly: "The little monk's name is Juezhen. He came from Jitang Temple. This trip is for this sand sea evil monk. Come."

"Chicken Tang Temple..." Lu Qingshan repeated the name again, and the message about the Chicken Tang Temple soon came to mind. "Didn't expect the Buddha from the Longxiang Temple and he is disrespectful."

The Longxiang Temple is composed of 72 temples, 36 temples, and Jitang Temple is one of the Among the thirty-six temples.

The little novice monk named Juezhen seriously corrected and said: "I can't be a Buddha, just a little novice."

Lu Qingshan looked straight, "You were What's the explanation for the evil monk in the sand sea?"

I feel that the little novice monk is a little ashamed, "this evil monk in the sand sea is called Qiluo.

Back then When Qiluo was still an ascetic monk, he found our Jitang Temple and wanted to enter the temple for cultivation.

My Master said that Qiluo has no relationship with the Buddha, so I turned it away.

Qiluo was not reconciled. He knelt at the gate of Jitang Temple for three years. The Master was still unmoved.

I think he is pitiful. When he left, he privately passed a Buddhist teaching in the temple to He, who would have expected him to become like this in the end, doing evil everywhere.

If I had not taught him the Dharma privately that day, even if he was evil, he would not have become the current climate.

In the final analysis, the consequences of this disaster are due to me, so I left the temple and came here to follow his traces in order to personally end the karma of the year."

Lu Qingshan hearing this, slightly in my heart Surprised.

The evil monk of Shahai has been famous for many years. According to the little novice of Juezhen, when the evil monk of Shahai was still an ascetic monk, he was cultivation in Jitang Temple.

putting it that way, no matter how old the young novice monk is in front of him, he is fifty years old, and if he dares to come alone to find the evil monk in Shahai, the cultivation base is bound to be extraordinary.

I just don’t know why, but the monk’s appearance is so immature. He even speaks with childishness. I don’t know if he did it deliberately or because of some special reasons.

Generally speaking, people in Buddhism will not pay attention to the so-called external appearance, and the probability of wanting to do it deliberately should not be high.

"The 狈 tribe was slaughtered in the village, so counting, the little monk still has to be part of the responsibility." Jue Zhen said calmly and guilty.

"The gangster buys knives to kill, and the one who sells the knives does not break the law." Lu Qingshan said.

"After I have settled Shihu, I will continue to pursue the traces of Qiluo." Jue Zhen didn't argue much, but said very seriously.

In Buddhism, once a person recognizes something, it is easy to not change it.

Shihu is the name of the boy who was rescued by Lu Qingshan.

"The sand sea is vast, it is not easy to find this sand sea evil monk." Lu Qingshan glanced at the crying boy Shihu, and said casually.

"Then I will keep looking, and one day I will find him." Jue Zhen said firmly.

The little sparrow in the little novice monk's sleeve robe, chirp chirp twitter twitter called twice at this time, it seems that Little Monk is in support, spirituality is extremely high.

Lu Qingshan couldn't help but glanced at the little bird demon.

Perceiving Lu Qingshan’s gaze, I feel that Little Monk actively introduced: "It’s called Little Monk. It was originally just an ordinary little sis, but somehow, I don’t like Misu, but I just like listening to it. Sanskrit sounds of Dharma, morning bells and evening drums.

When I recite the Buddhist scriptures, it often sits on the ancient trees in front of the sutra room. After a long time, it gradually becomes enlightened with spiritual wisdom and cultivated into oriole. ."

When Little Monk introduced the little sparrow demon, he used the word "Jing" instead of "Demon".

The world believes that monsters are evil, which is a derogatory term, but spirits do not have a fixed distinction between good and evil.

The little bird demon triumphantly turned his black eyeballs, chirp chirp twitter twitter replied, and pecked the arm of Little Monk very affectionately.

"I have seen the little sparrow benefactor." Lu Qingshan, who has always treated Rat King Shu as equals, naturally accepted the little sparrow demon well, and said hello to the little sparrow demon politely.

The little bird demon was overjoyed, and happily drank twice.

"During this time, the little Master can go to the giant bear city to see, maybe he doesn't have to go to the sand sea evil monk, and the sand sea evil monk sent it to the door by himself." Lu Qingshan Really, Little Monk said this when he said goodbye.

This is not nonsense.

The bait has already been spilt down. When he shows up in the giant bear city, if the sand bandits have not responded, then he would be ashamed of the name of the overlord of the Mogao Desert.

And the evil monk in the sand sea, Qiluo, happened to be a murderer not far from the giant bear city not long ago. After receiving the news that he appeared in the giant bear city, he returned to the giant bear city. The probability is undoubtedly great.

Without waiting for a reply, Lu Qingshan rose again with his sword and headed straight to the giant bear city.

Jue Zhen silently gave a Buddhist ceremony to Lu Qingshan's back.

After a while, Little Monk suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to ask Lu Qingshan's name and origin, and couldn't help but patted his head with a little annoyance.

.........

The depths of the Mogao Desert, deserted.

At this moment, suddenly there were several silhouettes hurriedly approaching, standing in front of the sand dunes.

Not long after, in the sand dunes, a deep downward cave slowly appeared, and heat rose from it.

These silhouettes entered the cave without hesitation.

Then, after passing through the long dark passage, a fiery-red world came into view.

This is a huge crypt hidden underground in the desert. There is an underground lava river flowing through it. Occasionally, huge bubbles emerge from the lava, and then peng sound bursts.

Here is the hiding place of the sand bandits.

A burly male cultivator suddenly appeared before these silhouettes.

"What's the matter?"

"I have something important to report to the boss." These silhouettes are the ones who witnessed Lu Qingshan flying away in Dongque City. Sand bandit cultivator.

"Wait here," said the burly male cultivator, then turned around and disappeared into the crypt.

After a while.

A skinny old man with a black robe, white hair and white sideburns, appeared in front of these sand bandit cultivators.

"Boss." The sand bandit cultivators lowered their heads and shouted respectfully.

The old man in front of him is the terrifying existence who established sand bandits by the strength of oneself to dominate the Mogao Desert.

Great Cultivator in the middle of Void Refinement, the old vulture.

"Why does it matter?" The old vulture's voice was hoarse and harsh.

"The body poison leader was killed by a sword cultivator..." The sand bandit cultivator did not dare to add fuel to it, and truthfully reported what he knew and guesses to the old vulture.

In the dry eyes of the old vulture, there was a strange gleam of green suddenly, and the rays of light were getting brighter and brighter, rippling with blue light, terrifying.

A chilly breath emerged out of thin air, making the sand bandit cultivator feel a chill on his back.

They were trembling with fear suddenly, their hearts trembled, and the two battles.

"Do you know the specific identity of the sword cultivator and whereabouts now?"

"The specific identity of the sword cultivator has not been found yet, but the whereabouts are a bit eye-catching.

When the sword cultivator left East Sparrow City, he walked in the direction of Giant Bear City. It seemed that he was going to go deep into the Mogao Desert, and did not mean to leave the Mogao Desert for the time being." Sand Bandit cultivator cautiously Local report.

"Okay, okay, the person who killed my sand bandits still dare to stay in the Mogao Desert. It's so courageous.

Then check it for me, once you find this sword The cultivator’s trail, immediately inform me," The old vulture raised his hand, and the violent wind rolled up and set off a vortex in the underground lava river, just like the anger in his heart at the moment, "I want him to die!"

"Yes, boss."