Chapter 345
Yan Shengfu and his party went south.
But before half of the journey, they suddenly stopped.
In the air ahead, there is a purple dragon blocking the way.
This is a big demon that only the royal family tames during the Daning Dynasty of the Han family in the East and north of China.
They are from the royal family of Daning.
Yan Shengfu is located in the northeast of China, which is on the ground of Daning Dynasty.
The relationship between the two sides is hardly harmonious.
Even if there is no tear in the face, there are many private fights.
Kong Qing's heart moved slightly, and he could feel the majesty of the emperor.
He got out of the sedan chair and looked at it intently. He saw a tall, thin, dignified middle-aged man on top of Zijiao's head.
It is now the helmsman of the Daning Dynasty, ning huang Han Feng.
Han Feng looked at the Yansheng mansion in the distance and said, "is Kong always going for Chang'an, or for Jiufeng academy?"
Kong Shengzhen did not come out of the sedan chair, but the voice came from it: "the old man and the emperor Ning have the same goal."
Ning Huang Han Feng said: "this is really the best."
On Xinqiu, Han Pingzhang, his ninth son, died at the hands of Chang'an people.
On old hatred, he was one of the people who personally participated in the raid on the twelve Yama.
The two are intertwined, and there is almost no possibility of negotiation between the two sides.
In terms of willingness, neither side has this idea
From this point of view, Yan Shengfu is the same.
However, in the history of Yan Shengfu, there was a sudden turn around, which made ning huang Han Feng feel a little uneasy.
Kong Shengzhen and Kong Qing had an insight into each other's ideas, but they did not make much excuses. They just invited each other to come to Jiufeng Academy.
The actions of the Taiqing palace and the Imperial Palace are like a clarion call in the Middle Earth.
With the wind rising and clouds surging, the strong from all sides set out for Jinghu Jiufeng.
In Zhongyue temple, one of the three holy places of Buddhism in China, the abbot Kongyuan stands in the hall of Mahavira, looking at the Buddha statue in front of him and saying nothing for a long time.
At this time, a disciple came to report: "abbot, Zhideng Zen master of Lingguang temple is visiting."
The empty margin Abbot turns around: "please."
Shaoqing, an old monk with white eyebrows, wearing cassock, appears in front of Kongyuan abbot.
It is the abbot of Zhideng in Lingguang temple, another holy land of Buddhism.
"My Buddha is merciful." The two monks joined hands together.
After seeing the ceremony, abbot Zhideng asked softly, "elder martial brother Kongyuan, but you are hesitating. Are you going east?"
"No, I'm just waiting for elder martial brother Zhideng." Abbot Kongyuan said.
The two of them had deep enmity with Chang'an City, or twelve Yanluo.
Huijue, Zhiguang, faning, and FA Xin were not mentioned in Chang'an city.
Thirty nine years ago, twelve Yanluo attacked Leiyin temple.
It was in that battle that abbot Kongyuan fell in.
Thirty two years ago, Lingguang temple was also one of the main forces when the heroes went to Xianji to attack the twelve Yanluo.
It's just that the twelve Yanluo are fierce and fierce. Even if they are attacked by Lingguang temple, Taiqing palace and others because of the change of immortal traces and civil strife, they have to pay a heavy price if they want to tell them there one by one.
One of the victims of this war was the mentor of Abbot Zhideng and the Buddhist master of Buddhism who founded the foundation of Lingguang temple.
Abbot Kongyuan and Abbot Zhideng went out of Zhongyue Temple together, then went eastward to Jiufeng Academy.
"What do you say, brother Xinhe?" As he walked, abbot Zhideng asked about the trend of another Bodhi temple among the three holy places of Buddhism.
"They have no intention to join us," the abbot of Kongyuan replied quietly
After a little pause, he sighed softly: "maybe It will stop us. "
Abbot Zhideng nodded in silence: "well, let's talk about it later. What about benefactor Liu?"
Abbot Kongyuan shook his head: "he has been staring at the West. When he heard that King Zhao Shuo contacted representatives of all parties, Da Xuan was the least concerned."
Zhongyue temple, Taiqing palace and other famous holy places are all in the territory of the great xuanhuang Dynasty of the Liu family in China.
"With Zhao Shuo's lessons from the past, should he still have the idea of killing people with a knife?" Zen master Zhideng shakes his head.
"Maybe not." The abbot of Kongyuan said slowly: "maybe he thought that he still felt that the threat from the West was greater."
Zen master Zhideng was silent and did not speak.
The abbot of kongfuan then asked, "where is da Qian?"
"It's closed. I can't be disturbed." Zen master Zhideng put his palms together: "maybe this is the one who still wants to kill people by borrowing a knife."
Lingguang temple is located in the northwest of China, which is the boundary of the Song Dynasty.
Empty edge Abbot sighs: "not to say is a plate of loose sand, at least also half a plate."Abbot Zhideng said: "although the evil flame is towering, but we still have to face its edge, can not delay."
"Yes, the reincarnation and restoration of the twelve Yanluo. If we continue to delay it, we can't solve it this time, and it will be even more difficult in the future." Abbot Kongyuan nodded.
The two old monks no longer spoke much and went on their way to Jiufeng, Jinghu.
At the same time, a sword light flew from the south to Jiufeng Academy.
However, when it gets closer, the sword light slows down.
The light dissipated, revealing a man's face with plain features, but with a faint and sharp breath.
The man hung his sword around his waist, stopped in the air and looked into the distant sky. He seemed to be looking forward to something.
However, he suddenly changed his face and looked to the other side.
In the distant sky, the space seemed to split suddenly. Another sword light flew out of the sky and came to the man.
The man had no expression: "elder martial brother Gu, I really don't want you to come here today."
Another sword light, the brilliance disperses, sends out bursts of light cough, shows the posture of another middle-aged man.
It is the leader of the northern clan of Shushan, which is primitive and simple.
"I can't bear to see you Cough See you on the wrong path Cough... "
The opposite man shook his head: "do you think I don't want you to appear here, for fear of your bad things?
I don't want to see you because your presence here means you kowtow to Chang'an. "
Gu Pu coughed repeatedly: "I had to figure out Kendo all my life, but I didn't want to study climbing. Although you are away from Shu mountain, younger martial brother Han, I always hope that one day, you will find your way back.
But I didn't expect that you were getting deeper and deeper in the evil way, and you even colluded with the demon clan. "
The man with a sword hanging on his waist is Han Feiyu, the former leader of the southern clan of Shushan.
But now, the southern branch of Shushan has basically become history. In addition to Han Feiyu himself, there are only three or two big cats and two kittens left. They all hide in anonymity.
"Elder martial brother Gu, I really don't deserve that." Han Feiyu's tone is indifferent.
The simple expression was stern a little bit: "golden winged ROC bird, do you dare to say that you did not attract the Middle Earth?"
"It is true that I contacted the golden winged ROC. Why should I not admit it?"
Han Feiyu looked at Gu Pu and said, "if you didn't use the power of the twelve Yama, how could you have conquered Nanfeng? Elder martial brother is so afraid of the demon clan, but he seems to forget that there are demon clans in Chang'an city. "
"I had no intention of using Chang'an power." There is a sigh of simplicity.
Han Feiyu chuckled: "so, they gave you a gift that you can't refuse?"
In the face of ridicule, he looked simple and peaceful: "even if there is no such thing, I will still come today. There are indeed demon clan activities in Chang'an, but under the restriction of Chang'an, they never hurt people except against the enemy. Are you sure that you will restrain those golden winged rocs, younger martial brother Han?"
"No Han Feiyu shook his head: "but why do you have it?"
Gu Pu sighed: "we are all human beings. Although we are addicted to Kendo, we do not want to turn ourselves into swords."
"It's hard to hear that from your usual pedantic mouth." Han Feiyu disagreed: "however, you don't need to be so nervous. I didn't plan to go to Jiufeng Academy in person."
"Do you want to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?"
"This is only one of them, as for the other..."
Han Feiyu smile: "of course, I don't want you to go to Jiufeng, help Chang'an."
The ancient simplicity hears the speech, the vision slightly one congeals.
Han Feiyu nodded: "yes, it's not you who stop me here, but I'm waiting for you. Although, as I said before, I really don't want to see you appear here and beg for mercy at the twelve Yama."
Gu Pu no longer speaks, but looks at each other silently.
Han Feiyu calmly pulled out his sword and pulled out his sheath: "if I come to you today, I will firmly believe that I am right. Shushan can never be controlled by you."
Gu Pu did the same thing with him, and his sword came out of his sheath: "looking at you now makes me believe that today, I must come."
After two days of fighting, he became angry.
It is surrounded by hundreds of miles of space, all of which are shrouded in fierce sword spirit. As like as two peas of sword, one of Shushan's three greatest skills of
, the two sides are the same, playing and playing in the world.
Han Feiyu's eyes are sharp, and his sword moves change first.
It's still the sword spirit in the world, but it gives birth to different mysteries.
The appearance of white ink formed by the condensation of sword Qi reappears.
After losing tianwu sword, Han Feiyu was confused for a period of time.
However, as a master of Kendo in the fourth stage of Emperor Wu, his sword skill and talent and understanding should not be underestimated.
What's more, he also cultivates the blood of the basilisk.
After continuous efforts in this period of time, Han Feiyu's Kendo gradually brought forth new ideas.It is different from Su Po's Baize magic sword in the past, but it has the same effect. Han Feiyu's own swordsmanship has gradually taken shape.
The magic sword was gradually melted in Shushan kendo.
Once successful, Han Feiyu feels that his bottleneck has been gradually loosened.
The gate of a higher realm is no longer looming in front of him, but gradually becomes clear.
At the moment, looking back at his former Shu mountain sword technique, he gradually felt that there were more and more flaws.
However, Han Feiyu found that the ancient and unsophisticated Shushan Kendo is also changing.
It is still the old Shu mountain sword technique, but there are many flaws before, but most of them can't be seen now.
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