The enemy of comprehension is the sword

Chapter 45

"We met by fate, if this benefactor wants to go back to Xuantian City to participate in the Three Realms Competition, Zui Liuxia will lead the way, how about it?"

Jingle... Jingle...

With the movement of standing up straight, the amethyst necklace dotted like star marks on the corner of the white gauze made a reckless tremor.

But it can't be covered.

The gentle and gentle Buddha's words precipitate the beauty of peace of mind.The pure and kind face, in the elegant artistic conception, also has a layer of unique twilight.

Lowering her eyebrows, Zui Liuxia quietly faced Nan Sixian.

The corners of her lips curled into a smile that would not cross the line, and she waited quietly for her answer.

The simplicity at first glance, now that you look at it carefully, it is already dazzling and unique.

It seems simple, yet extravagant, the unique style of Foyu.

Stunning... Stunning...

Suddenly, a breeze blew by.

The hood trimmed with dark gold piping was lifted silently, blowing the warm snow-colored three thousand troubles erratically, revealing the mysterious Sanskrit Buddha seal on the forehead.

In a blink of an eye, the white hair, which is rare to see, almost makes the heartbeat of those who can see it.

Ji Xue...?

Nan Sixian was stunned, then smiled self-deprecatingly.

No, it's completely different.

Why compare someone so gentle with someone so sharp and scary?

So stupid.

She dusted off her crumpled red dress, clasped her fists together, and said, "I am Nan Sixian from the Fengming Sword Sect, and the guy next to me is Shang Qinghan. I was going to participate in the Three Realms Competition, but accidentally He got here by mistake."

"It would be really great to have... um... the master (?) to help guide the way."

pat.

The words in Nan Sixian's mouth caused Zui Liuxia to sway the beads in her hand, causing ripples in her heart.

It turned out that the girl was talking to herself, and there were people present that she didn't realize?

The Central Plains is orthodox, with seven mysteries of Taoism.

It's really not that simple.

"Ai." With a sigh of admiration, the Buddha covered his small mouth with his long flowing sleeves, and smiled slightly, "Zui Liuxia is just a tiny speck of dust on the road to Buddha, but it can't be called a master. Nan Shizhu can call you whatever you want." good."

Tiny dust?

If someone like her can only be regarded as dust, then how terrifying is the strength of this Buddha Realm?

Moreover, what is the relationship with her!

Shang Qinghan glanced at Zui Liuxia calmly, waved the Liuying fan, got up and landed in front of Nan Sixian, separating the two of them.

"In a hurry, free from small talk."

The downcast emerald eyes stared coldly at the slow-moving Buddha, with a subtle sharpness in his words.

"Buddha who is boring, open the way to you, or, the wind will rise."

Wind blows?Wind blows!

Swirling his feet, the folding fan in his hand slashed across the circle, and was held behind his back. Shang Qinghan's sudden burst of aura drove the hurricane to sweep away, and he saw that the green shadow of a knife had already folded bamboo and left.

"Um?!"

With a low and muffled hum, a Buddha's light flashed in the void.

Zui Liuxia pinches the seal of King Ming with her left hand, and the ancient wooden Buddha beads with her right hand are powerful and powerful, releasing the golden light.

Suddenly, a peaceful Sanskrit singing resounded through the forest.

The precious light outside the sky is majestic, and the ancient Buddha kills his face, and his life is holy and shining.

The golden Sanskrit inscriptions that followed were opened like bamboo slips, gathering precious light in front of the Buddha, reflecting the beautiful face of drunken clouds, making the wind stop.

In an instant, golden light and emerald clash fiercely, with the power of destroying heaven and earth, and the aftermath rippling all over the world!

Um?In the Buddha's light, there is the sword smell of killing demons and Buddhas?

You can't hide it from me.

With a random blow, the interest in Shang Qinghan's heart was unexpectedly ignited, and the shadow in Shang Qinghan's hand slanted across, intending to force out the hidden story of the Buddha.

The pressure of Liufeng's sword, which suddenly surged, caused Zui Liuxia to take another half step back, leaving a red mark on her fingertips.

So strong!A strong swordsman!

Fu knows the measure as soon as he fights, Zui Liuxia has no choice but to exert another three-point force, resisting the vertical and horizontal wind with one palm, but there is a tangled expression on his quiet face, hesitating.

Sword out...?

Just for this stranger...?

No, it is definitely not a weapon for fighting and fighting fiercely!

"My Buddha is merciful."

The mind has been made up, and only luck is left to bear.

Zui Liuxia, who closed her eyes, pinched the orchid with her fingers, recited the Buddha's name, and then urged the golden light to rise, but it was impossible to recover the disadvantage of hesitation.

Between one and the other, the wind traces of the sword intent swallowed the sky, endless emerald colors, swinging like a ring, destroying the green bamboo in anger.

critical moment.

A bright red flower shadow suddenly rushed into the battlefield, grabbed Shang Qinghan's collar like a tigress, pulled it down, and looked at each other.

The charming beauty came into view.

The gust of wind stopped instantly.

"What are you messing around with! Hurry up and stop, stop, stop!"

Nan Sixian's subconscious movements seemed to be cultivated for her to deal with troublesome things when she was walking with Ji Xue.

Probably the two were also obsessed with the taste of the sword, which made her body move by itself!

"It's so thin, be careful that the wind can't shake it off again?"

If, indeed, it is possible...

Feeling the scent of flowers rushing into his nose, Shang Qinghan never looked at the sword that killed Buddha again, with a straight face, but his men had already wrapped around Nan Sixian's waist, and stated without any fluctuation in tone.

After she mentioned it, Nan Sixian found out.

Unlike the thick fur that Jixue's dead ice often wears, Shang Qinghan's thin shirt and long skirt are actually very loose.

She pulled off his collar so impulsively that even the white tube top inside was pulled up. From her angle, she could see the dazzling white tenderness at a glance.

Sure enough, it was as beautiful as she thought...

wrong!wrong!What are you thinking!

In the eyes of those who don't know, this must be no different from playing hooligans, right?

The brain that was short-circuited for a while finally started to function again.

Nan Sixian looked at Shang Qinghan's serious expression, neither angry nor angry, and felt extremely guilty, so he quickly let go and pushed away.

"Is it enough to be so ruthless?"

Taking two steps back and standing still, Shang Qinghan said in a low voice while shaking his head while arranging his slightly revealing skirts.

"...I, I, I, I didn't look at anything! Don't talk nonsense!"

Although reluctantly pretending to be calm, the pair of white peaks that could not get rid of in her mind, Nan Sixian turned her head and denied it with erratic eyes.

"I mean this face, or what else do you want to see?"

With a serious tone, against the pair of clear eyes, Shang Qinghan looked at her with his chin resting on a folding fan, as if he really had no other meaning.

Forget it, never mind her, in short, I escaped another round.

Speaking of which, Shang Qinghan's figure seems to be similar to that of that one?

Is there something hidden?

With both hands empty-handedly grasping, Nan Sixian's long-lost IQ suddenly came online, but collapsed again because of the magnificent scene glimpsed out of the corner of his eyes.

damn it!Even a Buddhist cultivator has such big breasts, isn't that considered breaking the precepts? !

Thinking about it carefully, Xuan Cangyin, Lu Yao, the woman in the tomb, Liu Wuyan, and Zui Liuxia all have nice-looking big breasts!

Could it be that cultivation has the effect of breast enlargement...

wrong……

There is no such thing at all...

Touching himself desperately, Nan Sixian was almost so decadent that he wanted to kneel down and immediately gave up this guess.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the red mark on the forehead reappeared.

Needless to say, it must be the folding fan of that bastard snake spirit again!

"Take care of your eyes and avoid random thoughts." Shang Qinghan's eyes fell on Nan Sixian's face coldly, as if hiding some condemnation, he raised his chin at Zui Liuxia and said, "Do what you should do thing."

"I know I know!"

Nan Sixian rolled her eyes, rubbed her red forehead, and turned to the Buddha who was almost unable to keep his smile on his face.

unacceptable!Even though she was saved by her, this Buddhist cultivator is still laughing at her!

"Nan benefactor forgive me, the relationship between the benefactor and the other is so beautiful that Zui Liuxia couldn't help but smile enviously, I'm sorry."

Zui Liuxia beat the furious Nan Sixian to attack her, clasped her hands together and performed a deep Buddhist salute, directly suppressing all the anger in her mouth, unable to speak out to that gentle face.

"You! Hey, forget it, I'm suddenly so powerless..." Nan Sixian said helplessly, "Master, please guide us first, or the snake, Shang, Shang Qinghan will go crazy again."

Almost being beaten again, she hastily rescued a sentence of snake spirit disease, which caused Zui Liuxia to cover her mouth and smile again, but did not delay the business of the three of them.

After all, if you continue to mess around, you will miss the opening, so that won't work.

Zui Liuxia flicked her hand, and a huge purple lotus platform flew into the midair in an instant. The Buddha's light was shining, and a phantom of Buddha flashed in the void behind it.

Sure enough, it is the most commonly used magic weapon of Buddhism in various cultivation novels.

"The Blossoming Feather Buddha Altar, a worthless step-replacing instrument, uses the method of breaking the false formations, and is not afraid of the illusion formations stationed everywhere. This is very suitable. Two benefactors, come up."

As soon as the words were finished, the person had already sat on the lotus platform. Zui Liuxia smiled softly and made an invitation gesture.

The soft white hair hangs down along the sideburns. Although the eyes are still closed and never opened, it makes people feel that those eyes must be extremely beautiful.

A soft beauty...

It's a pity that he entered Buddhism, and no one can take him away...

Nan Sixian stared at Zui Liuxia's face, swallowed her saliva, but suddenly felt a chill down her spine, remembering Shang Qinghan's previous threats, she jumped onto the lotus platform and sat upright, never daring to look at the beautiful woman again.

It's still on the right track.

Withdrawing the chaotic wind entwined around his fingertips, Shang Qinghan nodded and let Nan Sixian go.

Then, her eyes sank, and she threw the Liuying fan vigorously into the air in her hand, and the emerald green shadow floated by, and her toes were already on the giant folding fan, signaling that Zui Liuxia was ready to leave at any time.

So, this person is obviously able to take people away directly, but he still pretends to destroy our resident in vain?

Zui Liuxia smiled wryly and sighed, but she didn't say anything more, she simply urged the Blossoming Feather Buddha Altar, and took Nan Sixian on the road.

All the way in silence.

It's not that Nan Sixian doesn't want to chat.

It's just that there was a snake spirit staring at her, and Zui Liuxia, a Buddhist practitioner, seemed not to be disturbed, so she simply closed her eyes and rested her mind.

It wasn't until after passing through several strange residences with different styles and approaching the venue of the Three Realms Competition that Nan Sixian suddenly realized an important question and had to ask it.

"Well, master, you mean, your name is Zui Liuxia?"

It's all Shang Qinghan's fault, she didn't notice the name of this beautiful woman Buddha Xiu until now.

Isn't this the person who is recognized as ranked second in this competition!

She thought it would be some kind of burly man like King Kong, but she was not expecting such a gentle and pleasant beauty, which really surprised her.

"Ah! It's the mortal fate led by all living beings who never forget Zui Liuxia!"

"She's finally here too, the top ten are only short of Long Aotian and the unknown No. [-]!"

"Speaking of which, who are the two beside Drunken Fairy?"

The Buddhist altar was approaching the meeting place, and the monks' noisy shouts came to their ears, confirming the identity of the Buddha before Zui Liuxia could answer.

"My Buddha is merciful."

Zui Liuxia turned her head back with a smile on her face, facing the little golden afterglow, pinched the Buddha seal and nodded.

"All sentient beings lead the disciples of the Buddha under the door, and they will never forget their fate. Zui Liuxia, I have met the Nan benefactor."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Nan Sixian: Why can that master still see me with his eyes closed?

Ji Xue: It's because of her profound cultivation.

Nan Sixian: But why can't she see Shang Qinghan?

Ji Xue: (sigh)...don't think too much.

Nan Sixian: Huh?Forget it, don't care about that rogue snake spirit!It's better not to see it!

Ji Xue: (Silence, low voice) She just loves her too much and is too anxious.

Nan Sixian: What, Jixue, if you don't make it, it's different from you, it's just a super snake spirit! (Sarcasm eloquently, without repetition)

Ji Xue: ...

***Theatrical end split***

Tail: I don't care, I just want to comment, lots and lots of comments, and it's good to have fun! (rolling around)

PS: The agreed-upon breaking thousand construction group, the group number is 580692737, I hope it will not be too embarrassing...