The enemy of comprehension is the sword

Chapter 53

The bleak holy mountain and the frosty snow, at this time, they couldn't match the extremely cold atmosphere.

The girl in red, and the swordsman with the flowing wind as a backdrop, also had a face that was tangled up, but they couldn't open their mouths or speak because of different thoughts.

One side is squatting on the ground and drawing circles with a dark face.

The categorical denial in the ear has no room for refutation, recalling the various differences between the two, it once again shakes the firm suspicion.

Scratching the cold snow with fingertips, Nan Sixian's messy head was suddenly poured with clear water, cooling down the excitement.

Perhaps, she really misunderstood the person?

Most of the beauties are like that, and a repeated accident by chance can't explain anything.

And it's really hard to imagine that Ji Xue would be like Shang Qinghan, obediently closing his eyes and letting her do whatever he wanted.

In Ji Xue's words, just by putting her hand there, she would run away in shame, or draw a sword and cut someone down in anger, right? !

No, wait...

If she got the wrong person in the previous episode, wouldn't it be too much for Shang Qinghan, that scoundrel?

It's not just simple kisses and hugs, but also deep kisses... Her messy way of taking advantage of others is almost complete!

The hand that was drawing the circle on the snow froze, Nan Sixian couldn't help asking himself whether it would be better to apologize.

——Otherwise, my life is in jeopardy!

On the other hand, it is...

Holding the Liuying fan tightly in his hand, he looked up at the only snow-free sky here, lost in thought.

Her affection, her love, everything about her belonged to that person.

In the final analysis, Shang Qinghan had nothing.

No matter how real the beating of this heart is, no matter how painful this depression is, no matter how bright the water in the eyes is.

It's still the same.

Just like the ethereal and uncertain wind, in this snow-covered world, there is nowhere to find a foothold.

But, the problem... was all caused by her, Shang Qinghan.

Nan Sixian, who doesn't know anything, shouldn't be responsible for this unreasonable trouble!

Yes, it shouldn't be.

The white jade folding fan hit the palm heavily.

Adjust your mood and lock the messy emotions in your heart.

Shang Qinghan's eyes sank, he put on his usual serious and unemotional face, and slowly turned around.

It's a pity that I just ran into a certain idiot who decided to make up for his mistakes——

"I'm sorry, snake spirit...ah no, Shang Qinghan."

"Before I recognized the wrong person, I did that kind of bad thing to you. It was not out of my heart, and it will never happen again, so don't worry!"

"If I dare to treat you lightly again in the future, I will be struck by lightning and die a terrible death!"

Sincere, serious, and honest admission of mistakes from the heart.

Nan Sixian even raised her hand and three fingers to the sky, and solemnly swore a poisonous oath, flattered that she had made her perfect apology.

As a result, there was only a snap.

No, it was probably because the Liuying fan hit the forehead too fast, so the several crisp sounds merged into one.

In fact, this stupid apology caused at least five fan blows!

Not from the heart...?Absolutely no more...?Being struck by lightning...?

Let her rest assured! ! !

Shang Qinghan, who seemed to have been stabbed severely in the heart, finally stopped the urge to beat Nan Sixian because of Nan Sixian's pitiful appearance after being beaten.

The self-persuasion I just finished was thrown directly to Java.

She turned her back again with a dark face, grabbed the right hand that was about to crush the folding fan, and pressed it against the ups and downs of her chest, closing her eyes and silently swallowing her anger bit by bit.

This evil obstacle who is too good at killing, in this short life, is really her calamity...

Unsolved catastrophe...

At this moment, Shengguang made Lu Lianhua's shadow, a figure in white clothes holding an ancient wooden Buddha beads, walking from the peak with a gloomy expression.

"My Buddha is merciful."

A low Buddha's horn sounded.

On the holy road, the person who came was Zui Liuxia, who rushed back because she was worried about being in the same family after getting rid of Dufa and Bingyuan.

Um?Although Si Xian's friend is injured, it should be fine.It's just...there is no sign of a group of Buddhist friends, and it is unknown what happened.

The Buddhists have deep self-cultivation, and it is really puzzling that the two people present are in a strange situation like Taoist couples arguing.

She only moved her eyebrows slightly, without making any wild guesses.

The palms were lightly clasped together, shining a bit of holy Buddha spirit, and firmly covering Nan Sixian, who was holding her head, to help her heal.

Waiting for the gentle and brilliant Buddha's light, even taking care of her impetuousness and injuries.

Zui Liuxia bowed silently and asked softly: "Friend Sixian, I'm sorry. But, can you first describe the situation here and where everyone is going?"

"Ah, Master, you are back."

Nan Sixian, who was busy with puffing up, finally noticed Zui Liuxia, scratched her head embarrassingly, and said, "The thing is like this..."

Temporarily put Shang Qinghan, who was sulking, aside.

She told Zui Liuxia everything that happened here from beginning to end.

After listening to her statement quietly, the Buddha with closed eyes didn't have any opinion on her action of beating everyone out of the arena, but comforted Nan Sixian who apologized afterward.

"Everyone's karma is like this. My friend Sixian has done his best, so there's no need to worry about it any more. But Zui Liuxia's words made my friend worry too much. It's a sin."

"No more! It's all right for friends to help with boxing and not to worry about it."

"Oh, friend Sixian said..."

Nan Sixian and Zui Liuxia, who also had some concerns, were indeed very relaxed with this new friend who had no defense at all.

Unknowingly, the two started chatting with each other one by one.

The atmosphere of harmony and laughter created an irresistible warmth in this icy and snowy region, healing people's hearts.

However, a person who was excluded from the laughter and laughter alone, like the cold air, looked more and more unhappy.

Endurance to the limit.

The Liuying fan in his hand swung open, bringing in a gust of cold, which forced Nan Sixian and the others to cover their faces with their hands.

Then he stepped forward a few steps, and the white jade hands visible under the long sleeves turned upside down, inserted the fan decorated with flowing wind between the Buddha and the girl in red, and opened his mouth coldly.

"... Time is tight, chatting is unnecessary."

Shang Qinghan worked very hard, and in a calm tone where no one could hear his emotion/color, he whispered: "The moment of dusk has passed, and the time is approaching. If you don't go to the top of the mountain, you will lose the election together?"

Indeed, Nan Sixian and the others still have to enter the follow-up competition.

After her meddling, Zui Liuxia also realized this, smiled lightly and shook her head.

When will the Buddhist disciples cited by all living beings ignore the time because of leisurely chatting, Nan Sixian, this friend is really interesting.

Let's stop here, but——

"It seems that taking up Sixian's friends is to displease the benefactor Shang."

Emphasizing the word "dislike", the Buddha clasped his hands together and nodded to Nan Sixian, swept Shang Qinghan lightly with his spiritual sense, and continued with a smile.

"However, it is also true what Lord Shang Shi said that there is not much time left, so I will say goodbye this time. If there is a chance to meet again in the future, I hope Si Xian's friends will not mind bothering you."

This guy……!

Looking at Nan Sixian's face full of condemnation, Shang Qinghan suddenly tightened the folding fan in his hand, squinted his eyes and whispered to Zui Liuxia: "The world is difficult, maybe, there may be no future."

Simultaneously.

A few wisps of shallow wind swords were vaguely flung out from the fingertips, riding the evening wind, and swept towards the annoying Buddha calmly.

Dare to ask the sword on the top of the sword in the world, the vastness and highness move like a god.

Even though it was a small punishment without even the slightest killing intent, it also permeated with majestic sword power, weaving an invisible chaotic formation like the wind, surrounding the hem of the white robe embellished with amethyst wreaths.

"Although the world is difficult, there is a sail to cross it. On the contrary... the wind of nothingness, it is difficult to pick a flower."

Zui Liuxia pointed at the Buddha beads and turned them around, also secretly stepped on a few golden lotuses, forming a world of her own that could not be invaded by foreign objects, she seemed to mean something and stopped paying attention to others.

Followed by.

Without waiting for Shang Qinghan's wind sword to urge her again, the Buddha's energy all over her body shook slightly, and the precious trial jade talisman was instantly scattered by the wind and turned into thousands of crystal clear debris.

The white light representing the exit, shines as it should.

An indifferent person, with an indifferent smile, is still so detached and untainted by dust.

Gently bowed and bowed down.

At the end of the gentle Buddha's figure dissipating, he tapped with two fingers, and sent a low and steady message to Nan Sixian's ear.

"Zui Liuxia has missed her so much, she has no intention of playing tricks with the evil sycophant anymore. The future will be bumpy, and I only hope that my friend will meet again safely. Cherish, cherish."

***

Xuantian City, the residence of Huisheng Chonghua.

In the past few days, the visits of the heads of various factions have made the antique hall get rid of the ethereal lifelessness and add a bit of excitement.

No, perhaps it is more appropriate to say that it smells like gunpowder.

Knowing from the retreating monks the strangeness of the secret realm of the imaginary world of gods and demons, the heads of several big sects who were not within the scope of the real person Shenghua's plan are really hot and difficult.

But he had been preparing for such a big event for so long, how could he not have the means to deal with it?

According to the personalities of the old guys, it is really easy to solve it by using advantage, using treasure, or doing what they like.

———There is not even a single person who can fight, this degenerate world of self-cultivation is boring, really boring.

Who will be next?

The jade pen and silver hook are splashed with ink like crazy.

Sheng Hua, who was dressed in a silver robe and a sapphire crown, frowned, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes during the long-awaited freehand sketches.

Then, the slender hand, dragging the ink-stained pen, threw it towards the sky, and the eyes were full of darkness.

Shenghui Yuangong was activated without warning.

Dao Dao Xuan paints Tianhua, silently unfolds the Xuan paper and unrolls it.

I saw that where the black color of the sky fell, what jumped out of it was——

Buddha!

It is a Buddha character smeared with ink dots!

At the same time, a melodious and deep chant resounded above the empty hall.

"The sea of ​​bitterness, the fate of the world, no regrets, all living beings, dreams and longing. That is to say, it is difficult for heaven and man to understand, the Buddha Cultivator III is drunk alone, and Yifan... crosses the clouds!"

Holding the ancient wooden Buddha beads, stepping on the holy road and skylight.

Like Manjusri who came to the world and sympathized with the Buddha, every step is extremely heavy, and every moment, the pressure doubles.

Walk to the front.

Put your hands together and salute.

The white-wrapped hood is slightly lowered, and the Sanskrit words of compassion on the forehead are no longer visible, only the monstrous Buddha's light is left to shake the world, causing waves of air to explode, and the words of condemnation in his mouth are magnanimous.

"All living beings guide the disciples of the Buddha, and the world does not forget the drunken clouds."

"Just ask, Daoist Shenghua Daoist, what is the intention of plotting against the monks of the three realms!"

The author has something to say: I don’t feel like I’m going to be on time anymore...

Let's summarize the progress

Shang Qinghan and Nan Sixian entered the second round, Nan Siya was defeated and exited the game, crossing the law and died, Zui Liuxia gave up the competition and went to fight the boss solo

PS: The master's identity is higher than Dufa imagined, but the BOSS is already ready to deal with her, and has not yet faced Shangshang Qinghan, so it is destined to leave the stage temporarily without ending☆, Chapter 52 People will die if they die dead