You Buddha is merciful and cool [Rebirth]

Before and after the miracle is about to appear, gods frequently appear in the rivers and lakes.

A while ago, Qu Conggu ran into the god of killing. As soon as he stepped out of Guanglin City, he heard people say that in the ancient god beast Gu carving, he killed half of the people in the village, his voice was like a baby crying, and he hid in the forest.

Some people said that when they got up in the middle of the night to go to the latrine, they looked up and saw a barefoot woman flying away in the night sky.

Mixed with true and false, it is hard to tell whether it is reliable or not.

Qu Conggu led a group of people on their way to the southeast, took the time to send a flying letter to Fulong Mountain, and told Zhu Jueyun everything that Shashen had said to him.

He is always worried about whether he will miss something, and whenever he passes by a village or a roadside teahouse, he will ask a question.

About noon the next day, the road was blocked by a long river.

The river course is about ten paces wide, and the water is deep and fast. In such midwinter and the twelfth lunar month, it is not frozen, and the frozen soil on the bank is slapped against the ice edge.

The yellow-robed disciple said: "The moat, if you go forward, there must be fortified towns."

Qu Conggu frowned and said, "Where's the map?"

"Don't look at it," said a young man, "This is the ancient city of Jiqing."

The yellow-robed disciple smiled and said, "How do you know everything?"

The boy didn't explain, but just said: "That's why the master sent me to accompany him."

"Since it's an ancient city," Qu Conggu looked up at the sky, "Let's go and have a look."

Walking down the river, within ten miles, I saw a bridge spanning the two banks with scattered figures on it.

The city gate is at the end of the bridge.

Qu Conggu stood on the bridge, the wide bridge deck was imposing, the city gate was wide open, and one could see the hustle and bustle of the city at a glance.

He suddenly had some inexplicable premonition, and felt that this was the place.

It is here.

Jiqing is an ancient city, located in the alternate fortress of the two countries. It changed hands twice in 30 years. Due to its special geographical location, it is as solid as gold, with a city wall a hundred feet high.

Perhaps other people also had the same premonition, and walked forward in silence along the way.

Before entering the city, Qu Conggu put on a disguise.

A group of people dressed in strange clothes were bound to be stopped by the guards at the gate of the city, and they would be alarmed.

Taking advantage of his innate advantages, he bought a tall horse and rode on it, so he didn't even have to act as a young man.

The remaining Buddhist cultivators flew directly into the city.

Qu Conggu needed a serious identity to enter the city, and rode his horse slowly across the bridge.

He is a new face, but there are many new faces coming and going in the city every day, and the guards stop people at random. Sometimes they just stop you for interrogation just because they don't like you.

He thought about how to deal with it at that time, and walked forward without squinting, not looking at the guards at the gate of the city.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and he walked close to the side of the man——

"Wait a minute." He heard someone say this behind him.

Qu Cong Gu Lema turned around.

The guard glanced at him up and down and asked, "Where is the person from?"

"People from the capital," said Qu Conggu, "come here to visit relatives."

"Where are you visiting?" the guard doubted, "The capital is two months away, how can you be so neat?"

"Because my family is rich," Qu Cong Gu Ping said, "My family's carriage will arrive later. I am tired and sit in the carriage like a big girl, so I ride the horse first."

"Visiting Li's Changping, my cousin." He said nonsense.

Of course the guard didn't know who the so-called Li Changping was, but he still didn't intend to let him go.

Qu Conggu was about to speak, but saw the guard stretch out his hand: "Two liang."

Qu Conggu: ...

You said it earlier!

Qu Conggu took out the money and handed it to him very cooperatively.

The guard weighed the money: "Go in and be honest."

"Whatever the trouble, run here."

Before entering the door, he heard the guard murmuring something like this.

In fact, Jianghu and Chaotang have always been embarrassed by no one, and they secretly hold grudges. If people in the Tao enter the city, it is always disturbing. If they want to enter the city in a fair manner, they must be blocked at the gate of the city. Also know the rules.

At this time, even if Qu Conggu wanted to ask something, he didn't dare to speak.

Entering Jiqing to enter the name and surname in black and white is like a promise not to cause trouble again.

But in fact, it is useless, a little binding force is only as big as a sesame seed.

That night, the moon was on the railing, and the snow reflected yellow light.

A group of people flew out from the second floor of the inn, and disappeared among the scattered houses on the high ground in the blink of an eye.

Walking to the south of the city, you can find a small river that diverges from the moat, shining in the moonlight.

Sure enough, there was a boat parked on the river bank, a flower boat, obviously there were people in it, because some yellow candlelight shot through the window, slowly swaying with the river water.

The yellow-robed boy walked in front of the crowd, held his breath, and stretched out his hand to signal the crowd to stop.

This afternoon, they issued a secret order from Fulong Mountain, and all the disciples who were scattered all over the world looking for signs of miracles gathered in the ancient city of Jiqing.

Up to a hundred people.

They densely surrounded the boat, landed on the branches, on the roof, and on the bow, hiding their figures in the darkness, and they didn't even make a sound.

The success of Fulong Mountain's Weiran sect is not groundless. The disciples on the mountain have worked hard for a hundred years, even if they are nothing among the disciples of the same sect, they can be regarded as one-on-one masters.

I saw the yellow robe disciple wave his hand.

In an instant, the golden light in their hands was shining, and their true energy was forced to shoot out as silk threads. They threw them on the boat together, tied the roof of the boat, and with a sound of a whistle, they drew up the string tacitly, and the roof of the boat was lifted off!

The top of the boat exploded, sawdust scattered—

Suddenly, dense arrows shot out from inside!

The faces of the disciples changed, and they immediately realized that they had been tricked. They quickly retreated but were surrounded by men in black behind them, attacking from both sides.

Without saying a word, the yellow robe disciple gritted his teeth and said, "Kill!"

A big man in black stood on the top of a big tree with one foot, and said with a sneer, "Stupid."

"I can't believe it," he said, "that you're all going to die like that."

The yellow-robed disciple gasped for a few quick breaths to calm down his anger, whistled, and all the disciples flew onto him——!

The group of them went into the city in the afternoon and kept track of them all the time, and soon found out that the soul cultivators and martial cultivators had indeed wandered around for several days again.

There is only this boat in this city that didn't exist before, and it has been rumored to be haunted recently, because there are often loud noises in the middle of the night, and the lights in the windows don't go out all night.

Surrounded by it today, I was ambushed!

There were no more than a hundred of them, and the other party was obviously prepared, waiting to catch the turtle in the urn, and soon splash after splash of hot blood was sprinkled on the snow and melted.

The cultivation base of Buddhist practitioners is good, and they have not been at a disadvantage for a while.

That man is naturally the leader, a martial artist, and jumped into the battle with a spit.

The yellow-robed disciple held up his staff to meet him, his footsteps were fast, his body was like a flying swallow, and his momentum was like a dragon. He bowed and stretched out his hand, hooked his four fingers together and said, "Jiujiang, my subordinates will not kill unknown people."

The man snorted coldly, ignored him at all, and slashed out with two axes in his hands——

For a moment, the sound of clanging and beating exploded with sparks in the night sky!

Jiu kicked the tree with his feet in the air, shaking the snow on the tree to the ground, and it fell with a rustle. The man rushed up against the snow, chopped off the tree branch, and chased out of the air several people high. .

The two exchanged a hundred moves in the blink of an eye, Wu Xiu was resolute, and did not leave any space for breathing in the blink of an eye.

The surrounding voices became completely silent, and it seemed as if there was only the opponent and himself left in the confrontation between the two of them. The man struck with an axe, and the wine general flew back and hit the tree with a 'bang', and the ax swung head-on!

The wine general suddenly squatted down, only to hear a bang, and the thick and thin tree trunk that the two of them hugged was cut off in the middle!

The man kicked over, and the wine general hugged his feet without hesitation, but he didn't expect that this man was born with supernatural power, his legs lifted him up high, and he threw him into the air with his chest, ruthlessly fell to the ground.

The wine caused a sharp pain in the lungs, as if it was about to explode, and he let out a cough, and brought out two drops of blood foam, which splashed on the snow.

The man stepped on his chest and said, "Where is your leader?"

The wine will make a sound again, and it will become extremely hoarse: "I—that's it."

"Don't fucking try to lie to me," the man stomped on him again, "Where is that brat?!"

The wine general closed his eyes in pain, but he didn't speak.

A disciple wanted to step forward to help, but was thrown by the man with an axe, flying over his scalp.

The man lifted his robe and said, "Keep alive."

At this time, the battle was coming to an end, and the outcome was already determined. The difference in the number of the two sides was huge, and the Buddhist cultivator could only fight with one breath.

As long as the man stepped into the melee, they would have no room for reversal. The wine general knew this well, he gritted his teeth and suddenly got up, holding the man's legs tightly with both hands——

The man frowned, the corners of his mouth twitched in anger, then squatted down and grabbed his scalp, pinching his head with a pair of big hands!

The wine general yelled out in pain: "Ah——"

A disciple stepped forward desperately, and the golden thread pulled around his body, controlling the man's hands and feet.

Soon, more and more disciples pulled out the golden thread from all sides to bind the man's legs and feet. Their movements were in tacit understanding. Even though they were seriously injured, they did not hesitate. .

The man took a mouthful of snow, spat it out, closed his eyes fiercely, and opened his eyes again. There was a sound in the joints of his hands, and the whole body's true energy flowed through his hands and feet.

The wine general shouted: "Run!"

In less than a moment, there was only a sound of cracking - the golden thread was directly broken!

The man shook off the shattered gold thread all over his body, stood up and moved his neck, and there was a "cracking" joint sound.

The wine general had no energy to spare, he could only watch helplessly as he walked towards him, the sharp edges of the axes glistening with bloodthirsty light.

At this moment, there was a movement on the bank of the river.

Suddenly, an overwhelming number of Buddha cultivators came from the south——

The wine general breathed a sigh of relief and passed out completely.

Qu Conggu came slowly riding a sheep.

When the man saw the sheep, his expression changed drastically.

"Let's be punished," Qu Cong Gu Ping said, "You lose."

This will start this afternoon.

Since entering Jiqing, things have become strangely smooth.

Qu Conggu pretended to be a rascal, a dandy, and pretended to board the flower boat.

He made a fuss, yelling: "My young master is rich." Then he rushed into the flower boat, of course he didn't go in, but he knew that there must be nothing in it.

It's a trick.

They met soul cultivators in the Geshi Building of Guanglin City, and it was not only the soul cultivators who exposed their whereabouts, but also them.

These people are probably already on guard.

Qu Cong Guyu Shashen, in fact, he just wanted to find a man in blue. That man was missing a finger, and he was a famous fortune teller in Jiqing City.

The man in blue is called Tianhu, and he left the city three days ago. He even closed the stalls, so he is not in the city at all.

But since they entered Jiqing, all the news about soul cultivation and martial arts led them to the south of the city.

Qu Conggu immediately issued a secret order to recruit all his disciples to Jiqing and divide them into two groups.

This move is indeed dangerous, but the situation is imminent, he thought about it and felt that there is no other possibility, if it is a plan, then he will use the plan, if not, he will also make a forcible encounter, and fight to the death.

He also knew that he was too anxious, but Zhu Jueyun had been planning this matter for several years, and he wanted to do something for him too much, and he didn't want to make trouble on his own side.

He gambled that most of the troops in Jiqing City were already deployed in the formation, if they pretended to fall into the trap, they would be able to attack Huanglong directly.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountain, Yujiu will lead more than a hundred disciples, so he prefers to go to the mountain. He takes the second group of people to Xuntianhu.

"Before he left, master said that if someone came to look for it in three days, he would give this kit to him. That's all he said, and the rest is up to fellow Taoists." His Taoist boy said seriously.

This person spoke very coolly, and Qu Conggu was terrified, thinking that it was over, and according to the story in the storybook, he might have to guess the lantern riddles and realize something.

As soon as it was opened, it read brightly inside: "I'm going to Xiacun, go south along the river, and turn left when you see the tea shop."

Qu Conggu: ...

Disciples: ...

Qu Conggu was at a loss for a moment, thinking that it couldn't be fake, right?

Then the boy who knew all the roads said: "Go south, there is really a village."

Qu Conggu stuffed the note into his sleeve, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "...Forget it, let's go."

In this village that night, there was naturally a bloodbath.

Tianhu's age is unknown, and his appearance is middle-aged. He walked out of a dilapidated thatched hut, and met Shang Qu Conggu's eyes in the shadow of swords and swords.

He just glanced at it lightly, turned around and left.

Qu Conggu felt anxious, broke away from the battle circle and chased after him, and pushed open the door.

At this sight, I lost my words.

There were three people in the room, Tianhu, Shashen, and a trembling Wuxiu in the corner—and a sheep.

The sheep's horns glow faintly with silver light, which is particularly obvious in the dark night.

Qu Conggu took a breath, and his heart jumped.

Killing God has no eyes, he just turned his head in his direction: "Here comes the man."

Tianhu said: "Here we come."

Sha Shen said: "Since you found it, then this beast will belong to you."

Qu Conggu swallowed his saliva, pointed at the sheep and said, "That's it?"

Tianhu looked very kind, smiled and said: "That's it."

"Half a month ago, the old farmer in this village had a sign. This goat's horn glowed with silver light, pointing to Wuqiong Mountain day and night."

"I have already calculated the location where the sign will appear a hundred years ago, and I have been in Jiqing all the time, and I will wait until that day to guard it."

Advisor Qu Cong: "Then what about martial arts and soul cultivation?"

Tianhu said: "I can't interfere with mortal affairs, I just guard them. Later, Wuxiu was the first to find the signs and it was their business. I didn't stop them."

"you are God."

"I am," Tianhu admitted casually, "Zhanshen."

Qu Conggu's heart was so strong that it was invincible, he accepted the fact very calmly, and then asked: "Then how did the soul cultivator know?"

Tianhu said directly: "They made a deal, and Zhong Wu used signs to exchange the trust of Fang Mo, the head of the Demen."

With a blow to the head, Qu Conggu's most worried thing in the past few days was finally implemented, and he lost his reaction for a while.

He had vaguely expected it, but he always thought it shouldn't be, Zhong Wu shouldn't be such a person.

"Then why..." He hadn't finished speaking.

Shashen's voice sounded like gravel being thrown under the wheels, which made people feel very uncomfortable. He interrupted: "We obey orders."

"Whose order?"

"Buddha." Killing God said.

He said Buddha.

Hearing this name, Qu Conggu felt goosebumps all over his body for no reason.

That's how it should be.

He thought: Zhu Jueyun listened to the Buddha's order to be reborn. He has ten Buddha ties, so the Buddha naturally favors him.

Tianhu smiled kindly: "Although there is such a photo, you have to find it yourself."

"It's hard to be too biased in the way of heaven."

"But you also have to know," he added, "there is more than one Zhu Jueyun in this world."

"The Buddha's position is high and powerful. Even if you are optimistic about Zhu Jueyun, you can't make it too obvious. Others can't tell for sure."

Qu Cong and Gu Minrui realized something was wrong, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Tianhu smiled meaningfully: "There are so many gods in the sky, it is inevitable that someone has a long hand, and the hand stretches to the lower realm."

God is not really without seven emotions and six desires. To control the ascetics and manipulate the attribution of divine skills is equivalent to manipulating the leader of Dongsheng Shenzhou. Having the biggest vassal is a profitable business.

Tianhu said: "Have you ever thought about how Zhong Wu knew the location after the sign appeared for less than a day?"

Qu Conggu said softly: "Because someone told him."

"Yes," Tianhu said, "Fate Star Lord chose him."

The scene of that day suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Outside the ghost city, Zhong Wu smiled vigorously and said: "In the end, there will only be you, me, and Fang Mo left in this world."

No wonder he was full of confidence.

It turned out that he already knew.

Notes:

① Gu carving: From the Classic of Mountains and Seas, a four-legged beast with slender limbs, like a bird but not a bird, cannibal, and the sound of hooves is like a crying baby.