dude is so righteous

"Young master... so... so amazing!"

Xiao Douhua's tongue was tied up in excitement.

That's Chu Tiannan, Xiao Douhua, as the daughter of the imperial censor, had heard of Chu Tiannan's name before her family was in decline.

He was summoned by Emperor Xia and presented him with a sword. The young man was granted the title of Marquis, and he was at the height of his power.

Even her father praised Chu Tiannan a lot.

However, such a peerless arrogance was defeated by the young master!

Hearing Xiao Douhua's praise, Luo Hong also smiled, and threw Chunjun Sword and Tianji Sword to her.

"Little Sword Attendant, take good care of your sword."

Luo Hongdao.

Luo Hong now also knows the role of the sword servant, so he naturally chooses to make good use of it.

The sword servant is the function of the scabbard, and the sword master is a good sword. If the sword is properly cultivated, when it is unsheathed, the sword energy can be as cold as nineteen states!

"Does this Chunjun want to be raised?" Xiao Douhua hugged the Tianji sword, picked up Chunjun again, and asked curiously, "Will Chu Tiannan come to take it back?"

Luo Hong rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "That's after he takes it back. What's in my master's hands, do you still want to take it back?"

Xiao Douhua understood and nodded solemnly.

far away.

One-armed bitter moon, white monk robe fluttering in the mountain wind, straw sandals stepping on scattered fine stones on the ground, walked to Luo Hong's side.

Luo Hong glanced, this monk wants to teach again?

As if she understood what Luo Hong was thinking, Kuyue raised her palm with one arm.

"Benefactor Luo's way has greatly inspired the little monk, and the little monk has also understood a lot, and realized his own Zen."

"The little monk did not intend to discuss Zen with the benefactor this time, but to invite the benefactor to visit Wangchuan Temple if he is free."

Monk Bitter Moon said.

He sincerely issued an invitation, "There is a ten thousand-year-old pagoda in Wangchuan Temple. Donor Luo has a Buddha in his heart, but the little monk found that the donator seems to have not fully understood the Buddha. Maybe a trip to the pagoda will be in the heart of Donor Luo. Enlightenment of Buddha will be of better help.”

Bitter Moon said.

Luo Hong was stunned, he understood what Ku Yue said that he had not fully understood Buddha.

The Thousand-handed Evil Buddha, even with the help of the mask, Luo Hong can only open a hundred hands, and there is still some distance to achieve the perfect opening of thousands of hands.

That is a gap in spiritual will, and it is difficult to improve and make up for it in a short time.

However, Monk Kuyue's words gave Luo Hong an inspiration.

Is it Wangchuan Temple?

Maybe if you take a trip to the Ten Thousand Years Pagoda, the Thousand-Handed Evil Buddha can practice to perfection?

Luo Hong thought in his heart.

However, the evil Buddha... can be considered a true Buddha?

"If I have time, I will go for a walk." Luo Hong said.

Monk Kuyue's eyes lit up when he heard the words.

"Then wait for the good news of your son. The little monk will sweep the couch to greet you, sacrifice your life to feed the demons, but you can uphold your original heart. As long as you have a Buddha in your heart, even if you stand on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and float in the sea of ​​​​suffering, you can still have a heart like Bodhi, my son. His fearlessness is admirable to the little monk, and I look forward to discussing Zen with the young master in front of the Buddha and having a fast meal together."

"Benefactor, I understand."

"Amitabha."

"My son is very kind."

Kuyue felt that her whole body seemed to have become light and agile, and she had been searching for the truth and Zen mechanism for many days. At this moment, she faintly had a clear idea, and she smiled kindly at Luo Hong, and turned around in the white monk robe. Fly away.

Even if his arm was chopped off by Luo Hong, he didn't complain at this moment, as if there was a sound of Bodhi in his heart.

Luo Hong looked at Kuyue's leaving back with a dazed and astonished expression.

What?

What do you understand?

Why do I not understand anything, what is feeding demons with my body?

Who do you despise?

This son is a devil!

My magic sword is so powerful and majestic, why are you boasting about it?

Your boasting, my son is really unprepared, and I feel cold in my heart!

Luo Hong was speechless.

He originally thought that his last sword showed the splendor of the demon sword Asura, at least the students in the academy would tremble in fear of him.

With Monk Kuyue's temper, shouldn't he yell and tell the evildoer to leave? !

In the end, you even boasted.

Luo Hong sighed, Demon Sword Asura, Miss Hongqun, apart from being able to suck me dry, you really have no reputation at all.

With Kuyue's posture, Luo Hong suddenly hesitated. Do you want to take a walk around this pagoda?

Li Xiuyuan walked over with Luo Xiaoxiao in his arms, and gave Luo Hong a meaningful look.

"I didn't expect that my junior brother would actually embody the illusory appearance of a saint. He is worthy of being my junior brother, Li Xiuyuan."

Luo Hong looked at Li Xiuyuan warily.

"It's rare to condense the sage's mantra. Junior brother should go all out and continue to study in the library, read more, and gather more sage's mantra. Otherwise, if you want to condense in the future, you will not have such good conditions."

Li Xiuyuan said.

When Luo Hong heard this, his complexion changed drastically.

"Second senior brother! If you have something to say, speak up!"

The sword energy on Luo Hong's body was circulating in the meridians, and it was about to burst out.

However, Li Xiuyuan's palm fluttered down and landed on Luo Hong's shoulder.

Luo Hong only felt that the mighty sword energy in his body suddenly became quiet and cute, like a hungry wolf turned into a little white rabbit.

He took a deep breath, Li Xiuyuan's strength was truly terrifying.

"Little brother, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book. Senior brother is optimistic about you."

Li Xiuyuan smiled.

Gently flick.

Luo Hong was assigned to Zangshu Pavilion.

Closed the door again.

Li Xiuyuan raised his hand to grab at the void, and the righteousness rolled down, and one lock after another was dropped on the doorknob.

Behind the door, came Luo Hong's slapping sound that was shrill and broken.

"Let me out!!!"

Li Xiuyuan leaned his back against the door, hugged the stunned Luo Xiaoxiao in one hand, covered his mouth, shook his head and sighed.

"Brother, it's all for your own good."

"Read more books, be influenced by the will of the sages, and follow the right path more... that's the right way."

For this little junior brother, I really broke my heart.

……

In Saibei, the sky is full of yellow sand.

On the city, under the city, looking at each other.

The breeze blew up, rolled up the fine gravel on the ground, and also rolled up the hem of Xu Yun's brocade robe.

He held a handbook in his hand, which was the handbook of the prince.

Xu Yun was actually very clear about what the prince wanted to do, and wanted to use this opportunity to weaken Luo Rentu's influence in the army and pave the way for the Chu family to take over the black cavalry.

However, it's not that easy.

With this in mind, what Xu Yun should do is still to be done. He is the Minister of the Dali Temple, and his allegiance is the Emperor Xia.

"Open the city gate, the imperial decree arrives."

"Emperor Xia is in seclusion, and the crown prince is in power. Seeing the crown prince's handwriting is like seeing an imperial decree."

Xu Yun raised his hand, holding the imperial decree made of golden silk, and said.

On the tower, the general who was covered in black armor watched calmly, did not make any movements, and did not intend to open the city gate.

The world is lonely.

Quiet makes people want to go crazy.

"General Luo, please go out of the city to receive the order." Xu Yun held the imperial order for a long time, and then spoke slowly again, his voice resounding like a bell, resounding through the entire city.

The clanging of armor resounded.

Above the city tower, one after another generals covered in black armor slowly walked out.

They stood on the tall building, through the female wall, calmly looked at Xu Yun who was alone holding the imperial decree downstairs.

Not only that, on the city wall, soldiers in black armor appeared one after another, with black heads looking at Xu Yun below through the city wall.

Facing thousands of gazes, Xu Yun felt a little flustered in Gu Jing's heartless heart.

Heiqi's attitude, Luohou's attitude... it seems that something is going to happen.

However, the Luo family had endured for so many years, did they really dare to draw their swords?

Is it because Chen Tianxuan fought Yelu Agudo on the grassland before, opened the gate of heaven with one sword, and entered the land of sword immortals, so did he give the Luo family confidence?

Xu Yun took a deep breath and collected his mind.

He unfolded the decree.

Slowly read: "Prince's order, General Luo Hou privately transferred the army to Anping, causing the general Zhao Xinghe to ignore the laws of Daxia and send troops privately. There is no pardon for the crime. The general is guilty of breaking the law and the general is guilty. Tell the whole army, think about your mistakes while closing the city, and don't leave the city for half a step, respect this."

The words fall.

above the castle.

The eyes of a general lord suddenly shot into the sky like fire, full of murderous intent.

Not only the general, but also many soldiers in the city were extremely angry, like raging wild wolves.

In the world, it seemed that there was only blood left.

Xu Yun's complexion changed slightly, as if he was facing the huge waves of the vast sea.

A bloody oppression came.

Is this... military power? !

Even though Xu Yun was a first-rank master, at this moment, he actually showed some intention of retreating in his heart.

crunch...

Just between this terrifying momentum.

The city gate, which had been closed for a long time, opened.

As if it had been covered in dust for countless years, the creaking sound was like thunder in the sky, shaking off the dust.

Afterwards, in the city, Luo Hou was wearing black armor, with an ink knife on his waist, with his hand on the handle, and walked out of the city step by step.

"General Luo..."

Seeing Luo Hou, Xu Yun resisted the military oppression brought by the entire city, and couldn't help but speak.

However, Luo Hou ignored him and walked up to him.

He took off the helmet with one hand, revealing a simple and honest face with a slight smile, a strand of hair fluttering in front of his forehead.