The Chen family has a daughter to marry

Chapter 77:

There was once a true Buddha in the world, who stood up and stopped the terrifying demon god in the eternal catastrophe of the "ghost doctor".

The Buddha went to the cassock, went down to the mountain gate, and searched for righteousness. He has been away for several years and has not returned to the Shaolin Temple. Some people say that he has been murdered by evil people in the evil way. The fat monk has gone to the Western Paradise and turned into a Buddha.

Although he doesn't know life and death, and although time has passed like an old calendar, people still habitually regard this legendary figure as the No. 1 martial art in the world.

Today's new martial arts list is ranked second, but in fact it is not worthy of the name and has already fallen into the realm. No matter how many times I see the great monk named Xuansheng, he always looks cheerful, and his face that should have been weather-beaten after the ups and downs is extremely gentle. smile.

"Amitabha, little benefactor Chen, it's a good thing you never talked to that lunatic Mu Wuchang. He's not a villain, but he's really annoying. Since his last life, he's been full of fighting and nonsense. Although his martial arts skills are unimaginably high, he still looks like a lunatic. Good thing naughty boy..."

"I think the obsession left by the white-haired fairy in the previous life for this old urchin is too deep, so that in this life, I also want to fight with the white-haired fairy, even if it can't be Bai Xianchen, it is someone else who is against the white-haired fairy." There is nothing wrong with him…”

"It's just little benefactor Chen, you haven't been instigated by that old man, it's not a lack of perseverance. If you really swallowed Bai Xianchen's soul, she would really be wiped out."

After hesitating for a moment, Monk Xuansheng added abruptly: "The realm of the white fairy dust is now divided into two, one is the 'ghost binding' in your body, little benefactor Chen, and the little ring contains the huge realm of the 'white-haired fairy' The second is Bai Xianchen itself. Compared with Xiao Kui'er's "knowing the destiny", Bai Xianchen's "being favored by heaven and earth" is really beyond common sense. For this reason, the combination of the two is a complete 'White-haired Immortal', so if you, Chen Xiaobaa, really eat that essence..."

After a pause, Monk Xuansheng's vision suddenly became blurred: "—in all likelihood, it is possible to achieve the 'Immortal Realm'..."

"Great monk..." After taking a breath, Chen Xiaobaa, who was kneeling on the ground, whimpered, and raised her hand to tighten the monk's lapel and pulled it. This action instantly brought Monk Xuansheng back to his senses, and a look of shame appeared on his kind face. However, he has great wisdom like monk Xuansheng who has the idea of ​​devouring that soul.

"Why are they not willing to let her go even after Xianchen is dead? What did she do wrong with her kind heart?" The hoarse voice seemed so powerless amidst the sound of the river bursting embankments, Chen Xiaobaa looked sad and angry, stood up and went It was a punch in the monk's chest.

Xuan Sheng swallowed his fist, smiled wryly and shook his head: "The poor monk doesn't know."

Chen Xiaobaa punched again, without any martial arts moves or inner strength blessing, she just let out the resentment in her heart to vent out the accumulated unhappiness in her stomach: "Buddhist Purdue sentient beings can cultivate the next life, then you say that the fairy dust is not the Buddha Is there an afterlife?"

Monk Xuansheng looked embarrassed, but still shook his head: "The poor monk doesn't know either."

Chen Xiaobaa raised her fist but finally relaxed, throwing her sleeves and shouted: "I don't know this or that, I don't understand human feelings and don't understand Buddhist principles, it's useless for you to read so many 'Amitabha Buddhas'! "

Monk Xuansheng was not ashamed to criticize this rudely, he only told Chen Xiaobaa with a smile: "Do you know whether Bai Xianchen regretted saving your life?"

The topic changed suddenly, Chen Xiaobaa was dumb for a moment, then she held back her doubts and lowered her head calmly.

Monk Xuansheng said: "I asked her and told her that if you hadn't swallowed the 'binding ghost' back then, she would be the one who roams the world like a fairy at ease. Does she have any regrets—— Guess what Bai Xianchen said?"

Chen Xiaobaa pretended not to hear and said nothing, Monk Xuan Sheng said with a smile: "At that time, Bai Xianchen hammered his chest and regretted it. She said she was just impulsive, but later she kept saving you again and again. It becomes more and more convenient, whether it is impulsive again or not is unknown."

Chen Xiaobaa's raised face became more and more gentle, and finally she couldn't hold back the bright smile that had lasted for a long time with a "puchi", she stood up unsteadily and then asked, "How can I stop Mu Wuchang?"

Knowing the great monk's compassionate heart, Chen Xiaobaa stopped talking and cut straight to the point.

Monk Xuansheng explained seriously: "There is no way to explain it, Mu Wuchang's martial arts are now better than in his previous life, and he is able to hold up a big river with one hand to show his true character. It is estimated that he has reached the semi-immortal realm above the master realm and not enough for the fairyland.

In today's world, the number of people who can cure Mu Wuchang can be counted on one hand, and the Northern Cold Sword God Lord is also impossible to leave the Sword God Pavilion. Lan Hua has his own opinion and probably won't show up here. Huo Tianlang of the Divine Sword Sect and the rejuvenated Li Hanchong of your Shen family are much worse than Mu Wuchang. Poor monk... Hehe, little Benefactor, you also know that my reputation as 'No. [-] in the world' is a vain reputation, and I'm afraid I won't be able to stand in front of Mu Wuchang for a moment. "

Chen Xiaobaa punched Xuan Sheng's chest, and said dumbfoundedly: "Don't talk useless words, this matter happened because of me, even if you sacrifice your life for righteousness, it's justified, just tell me what to do."

Monk Xuan Sheng didn't say a word, Chen Xiaobaa couldn't help but feel his heart beating, stretched out his hand to pinch the monk's cassock to feel at ease.

After a long time, Xuansheng laughed as usual and said: "Little benefactor Chen, your inner breath sea was originally a gift from Zuo Weng, although it is vast and majestic, it is someone else's property, which makes you lose the years of hard work, and it is called yours." It is like having a vast ocean in your body, but your body is as narrow as a pond and cannot contain all the water, and the overflowing part will be wasted. It is okay if you are below the level of a master. If you want to become a master Realm, hey, you have to work hard in this life.

However, the wonders of the world are wonderful because of coincidences. It happened that Chen Xiaozhu and Xiao Kuier forcibly climbed to the pseudo-realm of the Grandmaster in a battle. Although it is a pseudo-realm, he unknowingly opened up the pond of your body and made it as wide as a big river. Coincidentally, Liu Hongyan used your internal strength to pull you back from the brink of life and death in the cold and poisonous environment. Although her intention was to insult you, she didn't want to save your life.

Hehe, there is a large pond in your body at this moment without any water, logically speaking, if someone can pour the 'water' into the dry 'pond', you can return to the former state and even climb to the real grand master state, although It's just a poor monk's scrutiny, but do you have any reason? "

Chen Xiaobaa listened earnestly and frowned slowly, thinking of the old Zuo Weng who passed on his life's cultivation to himself on the top of Wudang Mountain, and thinking of the hard-won master's power in the territory that was taken away by Liu Hongyan, he didn't feel depressed The head let out a long sigh.

Monk Xuan Sheng's face was kind and stretched out his hand to pinch Chen Xiaobaa's wrist, Chen Xiaobaa suddenly looked up with surprise on his face, a gentle heat flowed from Xuan Sheng's palm into Chen Xiaobaa's body, it was obvious that the great monk entrusted his cultivation to the younger generation. Just like Zuo Weng before his death.

Chen Xiaobaa's body trembled and subconsciously wanted to break free, but she forced herself to be indifferent, but her frowning inevitably revealed the entanglement in her heart.

"Don't be afraid, although this method is a bit crooked, I have seen it with my own eyes, and it probably won't cause any serious problems." The monk comforted Chen Xiaobaa instead: "Although I have never tried it before."

It would be better not to say such words of comfort, Chen Xiaobaa muttered to herself, the corners of her mouth turned up unknowingly, her expression seemed a little helpless, she suddenly thought of Sun Yin who absorbed her internal energy in the sea of ​​sand and exploded to death in her mind, He bit his lip and said, "I'm not afraid."

The great monk laughed, his voice was as gentle as usual, and he said again: "This is probably the so-called fate, and I don't know if anyone has ever told Master Chen that you just took shortcuts and made mistakes all the way along the way. If you want to ascend to the realm of the master, you must have a master of the heavens and humans to control it. The poor monk is already old. Back then, he was young and vigorous and blocked Sima Lanhua from slaughtering the rivers and lakes, but he fell to the bottom. Isn't it just right for you that the pool water and the "pond" burst? No wonder you, poor monk, feel that you are destined to see you. No wonder you look at the little benefactor. Your martial arts roots are all Wudang Taoist, but you have a karmic relationship with Buddhism. Do you think that the world's affairs are hidden? Is there a definite arrangement in the dark?"

Chen Xiaobaa nodded with a peaceful smile on her face, but sweat was already oozing from her forehead.

Monk Xuansheng's face was a bit dignified, he said "Amitabha" again, and said seriously: "Chen Xiaobaa, you must be patient, you never died when you received Zuo Weng's internal energy, so don't die here."

Compared with the pain when Zuo Weng taught the internal force back then, Chen Xiaobaa's condition should be better now, but he never thought about traveling all the way north, being tortured and tortured all the way, his good body is already broken, and once he receives the internal force, he feels like he is in a scalding hell die.

Just like the pain when Zuo Weng was imparting inner strength back then, the warm pulse gradually became scorching hot like falling into hell, Chen Xiaobaa gritted his teeth and his face was ferocious like a beast, he endured to the extreme but still trembling all over, his body collapsed and collapsed on the ground almost dying ...

"Bai Xianchen..." Chen Xiaobaa lowered her head, sweat dripped from the tip of her nose, and let the monk hold her wrist, but her body collapsed to the ground.

"Bai Xianchen..." Chen Xiaobaa was a little familiar with this feeling. At that time, she lost to Liu Hongyan and was almost dead. Chen Xiaobaa's mood was also so blank and calm, and the only one in her eyes was the woman in white.

"Bai Xianchen... Bai Xianchen..." Calling again and again, Chen Xiaobaa's voice became weaker and weaker, why is the breath and pulse gradually dissipating?

At this moment, even Monk Xuansheng became a little anxious. Looking at Chen Xiaobaa's fate, he clearly still had the luck to ascend to the Martial Dao Heavenly Realm, so the monk was willing to give up his whole body of cultivation just now, hoping that God would see him, and get a miracle to stop the ruthless river.

But right now, Chen Xiaobaa is obviously going to die no matter how hard she is to support herself!

The voice of calling the name stopped abruptly, the woman's body completely went limp, her heart stopped beating and there was no pulse.

The arrow was on the string and it was hard to hold back, thinking that Chen Xiaobaa was about to die in his hands, Monk Xuan Sheng couldn't help but tremble, and wanted to forcefully stop the white-haired woman but suddenly grabbed the monk's wrist instead.

The great monk was taken aback, his eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty instead of joy.

Chen Xiaobaa raised her head, opened a pair of empty eyes under her pale complexion, and smiled slightly at the great monk...

The turbulent waves rush down to the north. The terrain of the Central Plains should gradually rise from south to north. As soon as "Fa Shenxian" was long and short, he went to find that "girl with a sword" to vent his anger. As for what kind of evil consequences would there be, it was the same as whether he could beat the sword god, and whether Liu Hongyan would stab the knife in the back without a trace. Impermanence doesn't want to worry about it anymore, counting her lifespan is about to come to an end, if she can't fight a good fight when she is dying, then she is really useless.

The hoarse wailing of mortals on the ground was submerged under the waves time and time again. Mu Wuchang walked with his sword at the head of the tide, bored, with a bitter face, trying to figure out when he would reach the Sword God Pavilion at this speed, but suddenly his eyes As soon as the light came on, I saw a figure in orange clothes approaching like a fairy riding the waves, unexpectedly but logically appearing, blocking the tide alone!

The petite figure is like an ant in front of the waves, and the long white hair is flying wildly behind the waves with the terrifying momentum. Compared with the unattainable white-haired fairy back then, I always feel that there is something missing.

Mu Wuchang squatted down and watched with great interest, while the blind Chen Xiaobaa heard the sound and raised his palms to stop the raging river. His feet suddenly sank into the ground, with unparalleled strength, roaring and pushing the tide inch by inch. push back.

Behind him, the mortals who thought they were going to die kowtowed like garlic, kneeling down to pay respects to this heavenly soldier and general. Chen Xiaobaa couldn't laugh or cry, her face turned red and she shouted, "Get out of the way!"

As soon as the words were finished, Chen Xiaobaa could no longer resist the backflow of the waves, and her body seemed to be in a state of embarrassment after being engulfed by the more turbulent waves.

The old naughty boy on the flying sword seemed to have seen the most fun thing in the world and was almost rolling with laughter, but when he saw the woman in orange flying up and stepping on the waves, throwing the people and beasts in the water to the high treetops one by one, he was very busy. Zhong once again stood in front of the waves and faced the tide, his whole body still wet and he raised his palms.

Repeat the old trick?No, it's obviously not that simple. The waves began to freeze inch by inch, and the powerful and domineering internal force was combined with the yin and cold technique so skillfully that Mu Wuchang watched his heart beat. The reverberating torrent crushed the ice layer again, gathering strength like a giant's palm slapping a tiny person who is as vulnerable as a mosquito.

Mu Wuchang opened his eyes wide and wanted to watch another good show, but he saw Chen Xiaobaa suddenly raised his head and looked at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was quite puzzling.

The orange-clothed woman's move into a claw is still the same trick stance taught by the evil king who is not tired of everything, but it is Mu Wuchang who grabs the tide and throws it into the air!

The rushing tide with unmelted ice crystals like spears and arrows all over the sky flew from bottom to top, but Mu Wuchang's wrinkled old man suddenly pouted and said: "It's not very fun. .”

Swinging his arm horizontally, the wave was leisurely knocked down by the old man Yujian, but he saw a woman in orange clothes unexpectedly hiding in the water wave, holding an ice spear and throwing all her strength at the old man's heart!

Mu Wuchang's face showed surprise, and then his eyes dimmed again. He stretched out his left hand and lightly grabbed the ice spear and threw it back at Chen Xiaobaa. The woman in orange was blinded and had no time to react.

Mu Wuchang shouted angrily: "Why are you so stubborn? What if Bai Xianchen is dead and eats her soul? Why use other people's internal energy to make up for it? It's so stupid to hurt others and yourself!"

Chen Xiaobaa came out of the water without saying a word, picked up the whole wave again with his backhand, and threw the wave again with the momentum of throwing a spear towards the contemptuous immortal Mu above the nine heavens.

Mu Wuchang lifted a finger and flicked an insignificant drop of water in the air. The small drop of water swirled and hit the ground like a meteorite, smashing into waves and then piercing straight through Chen Xiaobaa's right leg.

With a low cry of pain, Chen Xiaobaa knelt down on one knee and was hit by the scattered waves, causing her body to submerge into the river once again.

Mu Wuchang frowned and sighed, and muttered with curled lips: "Although he has just entered the realm of a master, he is still a serious master. Monk Xuansheng is a true bodhisattva who sacrifices himself and seeks benevolence. It is a pity that he entrusts no one with his cultivation. A blind man."

In the ups and downs of the tide, Chen Xiaobaa reappeared indomitably, but Mu Wuchang was no longer impatient. He raised his right foot and kicked the hilt of the flying sword under his feet. The body has already penetrated Chen Xiaobaa's belly, nailing it firmly to the bottom of the lake will not turn over!