Martial arts: automatic epiphany, beginning to realize the nine secrets

Chapter 92 Turbulent Years, Wudang Shaolin Scramble!!

“King Xiliang.”

Li Tian slowly spoke, I don’t know if he was angry or because of grievance, his voice seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant.

“Shu Shicai, it’s just a joke, I can’t do without you Xu Xiao.”

Li Tian tried to soften his tone as much as possible, and continued: “No one can replace you Xu Xiao, and no one can stop Beitong. ”

“Xiliang must also be guarded by you, and I hope you don’t have to push off, can you?”

Huafu, an emperor, so low and begging his courtiers, shame! Many ministers also breathed a sigh of relief.

The emperor personally came forward to beg him, and this time Xu Xiao should also relax.

Unexpectedly, Xu Xiao still shook his head.

“Your Majesty, whether what you just said is a joke or not, in fact, the old minister came here today to ask for his resignation.”

Above the hall, everyone’s eyes widened.

The emperor personally begged him, and he still didn’t buy it? What is this Xu Xiao trying to do?

Xu Xiao sighed and said sincerely: “Your Majesty, the old minister is old, his brain is useless, and his physical strength is not as good as before. ”

“If you continue to occupy the position of the King of Western Liang, I am afraid it will only cause trouble for Dali.”

“Now, Lao Chen really can’t move, and even last night, after playing a set of knife techniques, he was out of breath.”

“The old minister really can’t drag the big away.”

Speaking of this, Xu Xiao suddenly ripped off his clothes, revealing a strong body

On Xu Xiao’s body, countless scars are intertwined and eternal, like medals one after another, depicting his past turbulent years.

In the hall, everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them.

What kind of body is this?

You can’t even find a few good places!

It even makes people can’t help but wonder how Xu Xiao survived after suffering so many and such serious injuries.

Seeing Xu Xiao’s scars, even those ministers, even those who hated Xu Xiao, were shocked and speechless at this moment.

In my heart, I was even more full of respect for Xu Xiao.

It’s not about positions, it’s not about grievances.

Just respect for a sonorous man crawling out of the heap of the dead.

Xu Xiao stretched out his hand and pointed to the huge scar across his chest, and said in a loud voice: “Your Majesty, of course, the 100,000 army of thieves invaded my border, and the old minister rushed to the battlefield overnight, even if he was so seriously injured, he could defeat 100,000 thieves.” ”

“And here.”

Xu Xiao pointed to the scar on his right hand: “This knife was left by the Saiwai Dao God back then!” The old minister resisted this knife and decapitated it. ”

Xu Xiao pointed to the scar on his stomach again and said, “Back then, the old minister stepped on the rivers and lakes to destroy the various major sects, and these three swords directly pierced the old minister’s body. The old minister didn’t say half a painful word! ”

“And here…”

“Here it is…”

Xu Xiao carefully counted every wound on his body and told about every nine deaths.

The sound is deafening, like a bell like a drum.

Above the court, all the princes bowed their heads, silent, speechless.

In the face of such a fierce man, what can they say and dare to say?

Xu Xiao was shirtless, standing on top of the court, and no one dared to look at him for a while.

Even a complicated look appeared on Li Tian’s face.

After Xu Xiao carefully counted the Dao scars on his body, he said towards Li Tian: “Your Majesty, every scar is a trace left by the old minister for the sake of the great departure. ”

“Today, the old minister is too old and old, and these old injuries often occur and the pain is unbearable.”

“It is really difficult for the old minister to take on this great responsibility, and there is no way to lead the army to fight in all directions like when he was young.”

“I only sigh that time is like an arrow, and the years are gone! I also ask His Majesty to allow the old minister to return to his hometown, so as not to let the old minister become a sinner of the great departure through the ages. ”

Above the court, there was silence again.

Everyone’s faces became extremely ugly, and it was more like they were stuck in the throat by a fly.

Daqin.

In a small courtyard.

Xuan Wen came slowly with a group of monks.

He is very old, probably at least seventy or eighty years old, and his two long eyebrows dance in the wind, like two dragon whiskers.

The rather gorgeous robe on the body is even more dazzling.

Xuan asked to the right, first saluted everyone, and then said: “Xiliang Shizi is not the True Martial Emperor, but the reincarnation of the Buddha of my Buddhist sect, and I also asked the seven heroes to understand.” ”

“Buddha reincarnation?”

Zhang Cuishan smiled coldly: “Shizi is obviously the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu, suitable talent, I have seen it all later.” ”

“Master Xuanwen, you are a monk, don’t take your word for it!”

Xuan Wen recited the sound of the Buddha horn and said: “Zhang Wuxia does not know, the things in this world are false and real, real and virtual, all are illusions, what you see with your own eyes is not necessarily true, what you hear with your own ears is not necessarily true. ”

“The seven heroes of Wudang are obsessed, and from the beginning, they thought that Shizi was the reincarnation of the True Martial Emperor, and naturally he would see the illusion you wanted to see, and the world was like this, no need to make a fuss.”

When Xuan Wen spoke, he half-squinted his eyes and looked inscrutable.

But when the seven heroes of Wudang thought about it, they only felt that Xuanwen was using strong words.

“Master has said it!”

Yin Liting said coldly: “My seven brothers and sisters, who follow their master Zhang Zhenren all day long, how can they not know the difference between illusion and reality?” ”

“The master said that I would only see the hallucination of Emperor Zhenwu because of my thoughts, so what can Shaolin prove that Shizi is the reincarnation of Buddha?”

After Yin Liting finished speaking, the seven heroes of Wudang looked at Xuan Qian together, waiting for his answer.

Xuan asked with an inscrutable smile and said, “Yin Liuxia doesn’t know, the day when the world is famous in the rivers and lakes, he was born with a vision, and my Shaolin is also shrouded in Buddha’s light, how can it not be proved?” ”

“And if the son of the world is not the reincarnation of the Buddha, how can he have such understanding, unparalleled in the world?”

“Isn’t what the master said wrong?”

Mo Shenggu asked disdainfully: “Why did I wait to see the True Martial Emperor, it was an illusion, but you Shaolin saw the Buddha’s light shrouded, but it was real?” ”

“How can the master prove that the Buddha’s light is not an illusion that you think in your hearts, and the master is afraid that he is scaring us?”

Xuan asked, “Amida Buddha, monks don’t say anything, and poor monks won’t cheat with words.” ”

“And I have long stopped asking about worldly things, the four are empty, how can there be illusions?”

Song Yuanqiao smiled coldly and said, “Since you don’t ask about worldly things, why do you come to find it?” ”

“The Son of the world is the reincarnation of my Buddhist Buddha Son, how can you not find it?”

“Nonsense!”

“Zhang Wuxia, how do you…”

No one on both sides refused to let anyone, but in this small courtyard, you quarreled one word at a time.

And Xu Fengnian, who was in the center of the vortex, smiled softly, turned his head and left, let them quarrel here!

See who can quarrel with whom.

After Xu Fengnian gave Lao Huang a look, he stretched and went to the garden behind the small courtyard.

And the Wudang Seven Heroes and Shaolin’s Xuan Qian are still arguing.

But fortunately, there is the famous Sword Nine Desolation here, and they dare not do it

In the garden, Xu Fengnian squinted his eyes and sat lazily on the rocking chair, extremely comfortable.

Crimson Yan sat next to Xu Fengnian, lowering his head to peel oranges for him, and a funny smile flashed on his face from time to time.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang are the senior disciples of Wudang Zhang Sanfeng.

Xuan asked, the trace is a Shaolin Xuanzi monk who moves the rivers and lakes.

I didn’t think about it at this moment, but I kept arguing for Gongzi, and it was really interesting to think about it.

“Childe.”

Crimson Yan couldn’t help but ask: “What do you think of this Shaolin and Wudang matter.” ”

Xu Fengnian ate a bite of an orange, chuckled and said, “Wudang don’t say it first.” ”

“For Shaolin, this world is not interested at all, who likes to go to whom, I am afraid that I want to be a monk because I am crazy.”

“Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, white water tofu, can’t befriend women, what is the meaning of life?”

“Then why didn’t Gongzi say?”

Crimson asked puzzled.

Xu Fengnian chuckled and said, “It’s also strange and boring these days, listening to their quarrels is quite interesting, isn’t it?” ”

Crimson covered his mouth and smiled, like a delicate flower that was about to bloom.

“Gongzi, you’re really bad!”

“Hahaha…”

Xu Fengnian finally couldn’t help it and laughed out loud.

As the two were talking, the Wudang Seven Heroes and the Shaolin monks also came over to five…