You Buddha is merciful and cool [Rebirth]

Blood splashed all over the sky.

There was a sound of a knife and gun piercing into flesh, Jing Wu pulled out his staff, kicked the person lying down at his feet away, and chanted 'Amitabha Buddha' casually.

Fengling leaned back against him, and said coldly after hearing the words: "Is it useful to read this?"

"It's useless, I still have nightmares," Jing Wu said, "I mainly think I'm used to it."

Feng Ling said: "Master Jing Wu also has nightmares, I think you are acting, but I really can't tell."

On weekdays on Fulong Mountain, Jingwu's popularity is not very good. When Kuangming was in power, he favored his master Wuyu, which made him even honored.

A burly man approached with a knife in his hand, Fengling flew up, his fingers flew to cover the path of Buddha Seal, and it sank into the forehead of the big man.

Immediately, the seven orifices bled and fell to the ground.

Jing Wu said another sentence 'Amitabha Buddha'.

Fengling sneered.

In his view, the reason why Jing Wu is so peaceful now is because the old head has abdicated and has nothing to rely on.

He has always looked down on people who have no ability to jump up and down, and he also looks down on Jing Wu.

"Be careful behind your back." Jing Wu fixed his eyes in astonishment, raised his inner strength and wanted to move forward.

Feng Ling didn't turn his head back, the staff in his hand flew out, and flew out of his hand, stabbing backwards, a stream of blood flew out and splashed on the ground.

A martial artist stared wide-eyed, and was stabbed by the staff, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Jing Wu stopped speaking and concentrated on fighting.

Most likely, when his hand was already sticky with blood and he couldn't hold the staff firmly, his eyes were suddenly dazzled by a flash of sword light.

He was shocked in his heart, and retreated suddenly, but this place is full of killing arrays, where is there safety!

Although Fengling was close at hand, he watched it coldly.

Jing Wu's eyes were momentarily distorted, and his subordinates frantically waved to deal with it.

In an instant, a force suddenly grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him away.

The opponent thought that Jing Wu was going to die, so he rushed forward, but suddenly saw a sword rushing out from behind Jing Wu!

Qu Conggu greeted him with a sword, he looked at him like a rabbit, and caught a wild goose!

The man fell backwards, but couldn't dodge the sword's edge, and was slashed on the face by the sword, from the top of the head to the abdomen.

Qu Conggu fell to the ground, he slowed down, took a breath, and slowed down again.

Jing Wu said: "Why did you come here! Does the master know!"

Qu Cong Gu calmly said: "He doesn't care where I go."

He is not Zhu Jueyun's vassal, he has his own ideas and will.

When he gets older and knows more and more, he no longer thinks about waiting blindly, hiding under the wings of others, and being sheltered by others.

He didn't want to wait for Zhu Jueyun to finish what he wanted to do, and then come back to him.

Jianxiu's sword is used to travel the world, and his sword is used to protect his lover.

It may not even take a moment for a person to understand something. He had waited endlessly in Fulong Mountain before, and suddenly he figured it out, and made up his mind, not to back down, nor to wait.

Jing Wu grabbed his hand and was about to take it out: "Go back immediately, or the master will offend me."

Qu Conggu shook off his hand, turned around and stepped into the shadow of swords and swords.

Jing Wu was very angry, but felt a little oppressed, turned his head to look, and saw the head of Fulong Mountain wearing a black robe standing on the wall from a distance, looking at him.

The wind blew up his robe, and the majestic momentum was like a god descending from the realm.

With Zhu Jueyun's cultivation base, if he wanted to hide his aura, Jing Wu would never be able to detect it, so he did it on purpose to let Jing Wu feel him.

Let him stay out of it.

Jing Wu laughed, waved his hand, and swung his staff to fight against an Jindan period soul cultivator.

I was still thinking in my heart: Ask what love is in the world.

It's really hypocritical and doesn't make people get goosebumps.

Qu Conggu took this path resolutely and bravely. He believed that a person would not change in his life, and he had always made up his mind and would never waver.

It doesn't matter if you kill someone.

This night, soul cultivators killed martial cultivators, martial cultivators killed sword cultivators, sword cultivators killed Buddha cultivators, Buddha cultivators killed medicine cultivators, endless, endless.

Moreover, this month, this year, will also be spent like this.

Jianxiu retreated in the first month and returned to the north-central region.

Then came medicine repair.

Such a battle to the death is considered a miracle for them. It is called Jianghu, and it will not make up for the loss without thousands of years.

In a blink of an eye, winter came and the city was sealed off by heavy snow.

In the Gaya Hall, Sanskrit sounds burst out, transcending the dead and praying for the living, day and night.

Ming Li slapped the table angrily: "No way!"

"Master Ming," Feng Ling choked without showing any weakness, "Don't forget, we are from Fulong Mountain! My head abbot is staying here to help Buddhist practice, not for your Gaya Hall! Be a man! Don't be too greedy!"

Ming Li said: "Tiandu left today, and tomorrow he dares to collude with martial arts to slaughter the hall! Now the situation is not stable, if he withdraws his strength, my Buddhist lineage will definitely lose!"

Zhu Jueyun sat at the head with all the sect masters and did not say a word.

Walked outside the door was a young man dressed in wind and snow. The young man was wearing a suede brown rabbit fur jacket with wishful buckles on it, and a pair of cotton boots. His skin was whiter than the snow on his shoulders, and his almond eyes were black. Pupils, lips lightly clasped on the lips, green temples and red face.

He only heard him enter the door and said loudly: "Then I will ask Master Ming, when do you want my abbot, the head of the sect, to return to Fulong Mountain!"

"Since the situation is stable, and you are worried about my master joining forces with Wuxiu, then don't you want to go back to Fulong Mountain for the rest of your life, and just stay here to serve you, the boss of Gaya Hall?"

Seeing him coming back, Zhu Jueyun winked at the people beside him in a very subtle way.

Immediately, someone came forward, took a duster and swept the snow off Qu Conggu's clothes.

"I'll do it myself," Qu Conggu took the duster, still looking at Mingli and a group of Gaya Hall elders, "this world doesn't revolve around your faction, we've spent a few months in the Central Plains Duty, don’t be greedy.”

Zhu Jueyun finally opened his mouth and said in a deep voice, "Everyone needs to remember clearly."

"At any time, the Gaya Palace can't control Fulong Mountain, and it can't control it. If you want to be equal to me, then first choose a head to show me. Even if you have a head, you can also weigh it Weigh it enough to order me something with this identity."

Ming Li was suddenly furious, his face flushed red.

Zhu Jueyun stood up, lowered his head and glanced at him: "I'm helping you, not because I admit defeat, but because I consider the overall situation. I can completely disregard the overall situation. Do you want to try?"

The Battle of Gaya Palace has lasted for three months, and his vitality has already been severely damaged.

Now that the head of Fulong Mountain is leaving, no one can keep him.

The old man called him: "Master Yuan Du."

"Cooperating with Wuxiu is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger. You are a sensible person, so you won't understand."

Zhu Jueyun turned to look at him: "There is still a chance of finding skin with a tiger, but with you, there will be no bones left in Fulong Mountain."

Fighting with each other has always been the most vicious.

The old man stopped talking.

Fulong Mountain can no longer be consumed.

The miracle happened on the last day of February of this year, and time was running out.

Now the forces in the world have almost been wiped out, and there is only Fang Mohuademen, the Zhong Family's Evil Disciplemen, and Foxiu, the two big sects that are not letting go - Gaya Palace and Fulong Mountain.

But there is still no head of Gaya Temple.

At this juncture, they didn't dare to choose the head of the sect, because the battle between the five triple golden bodies was bound to be a lot of trouble, and once they were injured, there would be no chance for miracles.

But it's the same if you don't choose.

Really hard to get off.

Before a miracle appears, there will be signs, and each time is different.

In the last less than two months, a vision will inevitably appear on the land of Dongsheng Shenzhou. In the vision, people with predestined relationship will meet signs.

The last miracle was on a mute girl.

That day the girl suddenly went blind, and she spoke in her dreams at night, only saying the same sentence, day and night.

The place she spoke of is where the miracle will happen.

No matter which sect finds the miracle first, it cannot be concealed in the end, because the miracle only recognizes the strong and falls into the hands of the capable. There are countless pairs of eyes staring at it.

No one can hide.

But we still have to look for it, in order to seize the opportunity and boost morale.

Zhu Jueyun and his party returned to Fulong Mountain on the first day of the first month. Fulong Mountain was just as magnificent as the day they left, no different.

Qian Qing asked Ying to say: "Master, we sent people out a month ago, but there was no movement, why don't I go and visit Dongsheng Shenzhou in person."

Zhu Jueyun closed his eyes slightly, frowned slightly, and said a little tiredly: "You are leaving, who will take the mountain guards."

"But now I'm the only one who has the energy to spare," Qian Qing said, "Right now, Fulong Mountain has no spare manpower. Although the master and the disciples are usually lazy, they can handle it clearly. Now is the time for me to repay the master. .”

But Zhu Jueyun only said: "You go back first."

That is, in this month, Zhong Wu's father died.

It was said to the outside world that he went crazy and died suddenly, on the first day of the new year.

Anyone knows it's not that simple.

When Peng Yu saw Zhong Wu in the ghost town, he called him the bad name of 'Unxiaozi', which shows that the discord between him and his father has spread all over the world.

Zhong Wuping was never taboo and disdained to hide such things, so after hearing the news, Qu Conggu's first thought was that he finally made a move.

Qian Qing came out of the hall, and Qu Conggu was about to go in when the two happened to meet.

Qian Qing said: "Master of Ceremonies."

Qu Conggu also bowed: "Master Qianqing."

"What are you doing here?"

"..." Qu Conggu thought for a while and said, "I'll just walk around."

Qian Qing let out an 'oh' and said: "The head of the sect is not in a good mood today, please be careful."

Qu Cong was stunned for a moment: "Why?"

If you say he is in a bad mood, then Zhu Jueyun has too many reasons to be unhappy, but he has only seen him a few times since he grew up.

Qian Qing said: "Who knows, it might be rheumatism."

Qu Conggu: ...

Qian Qing said again: "It may also be that the omen of the miracle has not been found for a long time, which made him unhappy. Alas, after all, the head of the sect is still relatively young, and he has not experienced anything, so he is a little uncertain."

Qu Conggu reluctantly said: "...All right, I'll go in and have a look."

Although he knew that what Qian Qing said was unreliable, he was still a little uneasy, not knowing what had happened, but when he met Zhu Jueyun, he found that he was fine at all, and there was nothing wrong with him.

Zhu Jueyun asked casually, "Is it cold outside?"

Then she opened her hands, hugged him into her arms and touched him.

Qu Conggu said, "Can't you find the miracle?"

Zhu Jueyun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Did you hear what Qianqing said?"

Qu Conggu nodded in his arms, and then asked uncomfortably, "Can't you find it?"

"I can find it," Zhu Jueyun said, "It's because the omen can't be found, and I don't know where it is, but it doesn't matter."

Qu Conggu turned over and lay in his arms, fiddling with his fingers: "Are you scaring Qian Qing?"

Zhu Jueyun really smiled this time: "You know that too."

"Qian Qing's personality is too sloppy," he said, "and he is greedy for comfort, eating fat and losing weight. I don't trust him."

Qu Conggu had a relationship with Qian Qing, so he said something for him at this time: "But he also has a good sense of the general situation, and he doesn't delay anything when it comes to big things."

Zhu Jueyun raised him up: "It's a matter of vision, his temperament is not suitable for big things."

Qu Cong thought for a while, then suddenly turned his head in his arms, looked at him and said, "Shall I go?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. Now there is no idler in Fulong Mountain, only he has nothing to do. He feels that he is good in his heart. He has learned real kung fu from Peng Yu, and he is very confident.

Then he said precisely, "I'll go."