[Thunderbolt] The dragon sings for Qinghua

"Buddhist friends."

"Looking at the expression of Buddhist friends, it seems to have failed."

"The magic energy hidden in the monster is extremely huge."

Mr. Fulong smiled: "Perhaps Saint Walker can find quite a helper."

Fojian raised his eyebrows: "I have two candidates in my mind, one is blocked by faults in Shenzhou, and the other..."

"The holy walker said it was the dragon's lodge?"

"kindness."

Seeing the Buddhist sword, Master Buddha thought it was because he didn't know Longsu's whereabouts: "The poor monk knows the place where Longsu lives in seclusion."

Since he left to practice again, he has not seen Long Su for a long time, and he knows that this person doesn't like to meddle in the turmoil of the rivers and lakes, and he hesitates because of his own selfishness...

"It turns out that Buddhist friends and Long Su also have friendship."

Master Buddha smiled: "Passing through a group of autumn faces, entering three points is the place where Longsu lives in seclusion."

"Sure enough, the capable are omnipotent, and the secret residence of Long Su has also been known by the master."

"Ha, Mr. Fulong has a voice outside the mystery, but I don't understand it."

Qu Huaishang bowed: "How dare Fulong, how dare you."

"This is a map of the road. Long Su is all about being happy, and I'm afraid that there will be some small obstacles on the road."

Fojian took the next picture, nodded silently, turned and left Wufo Temple.

Within a school of autumn, it is not difficult to arrange Confucianism, because it is hard to find someone with a heart, Fojian couldn't help smiling, even if Long Su was in the Wuxin Jianghu, he was always willing to leave a place for him and Jianzi Road, this is where Longsu became a new and caring place.

Three minutes away, Fojian looked at the inexplicably extra things at the door with some surprise, and then his eyes fell on the wooden board at the door: "Golden Fragrant Ink, Purple Inkstone Pool, Sandalwood Pen, Jie Miaolian, Lu Dexian , see Longyan." Turning the board over, Fojian showed a faint pampering on his face, if Jianzi was not blocked by a fault, I am afraid that the one who came today should be Jianzi.

Looking up at the two pillars erected at the door, Fojian decided to follow the rules of the game set by Long Su.

After finishing the couplet, the Buddhist sword raised his hand and knocked on the door, and the twin pillars with barriers were immediately destroyed and flew away, and then a voice that he hadn't heard for a long time but never far away from his heart sounded from within.

"Oh, this kind of practice... the Buddhist sword is different, you really don't understand the style."

Fojian glanced at the big word "Xian Ji" on the door plate, lowered his eyes and replied: "The name cards are all ready, and the etiquette is complete, why don't you understand the style?"

"If the style is cleared, the enchantment at my door will not be broken." After that, the calm and elegant style that has not changed for thousands of years came to the breeze: "My friend is coming from afar, and Long Su is not welcome."

"Long Su." Fojian stepped forward.

"I haven't seen my friend for a long time because of his practice. Long Su misses him very much. My friend must be just like Long Su when he comes today." go.

"..." Although he knew that Long Su's words must be intentional, guilt still arose in Fojian's heart.

Looking at the expression of the Buddha sword, Long Su couldn't help but smile: "I didn't know that my friend would come, Yuan'er was sent to another place by me a few days ago, otherwise Yuan'er would be as happy as me today."

"Long Su, thank you for your hard work." The guilt on Fo Jian's face was even worse.

"It's really hard work, but it's different after all." Long Su took the tea from Xianfeng and handed it to Fojian but didn't say what was different: "By the way, my friend, recently the Confucian School sent a volume of tea from the Western Regions. The temple, my friend just happened to visit it with me."

"Long Su..."

Long Su looked puzzled: "What?"

"..."

"Okay." Facing the hesitant expression of the Buddha sword and the expression full of guilt, Long Su spread his hands and compromised: "You tell me what you want, I'll listen."

"Monsters are wreaking havoc on the world, and all living beings need you."

Long Su smiled shallowly, but his golden eyes changed from soft to cold and indifferent: "My friend, you are so evil to me. Long Su has been hidden from the world for a long time, and all living beings in the world can't bear the burden of Long Su, and he can't bear it, let alone Who among these sentient beings remembers Long Su?"

Fojian doesn't like Long Su's cold and indifferent expression at the moment, but he feels distressed by such an expression. Long Su is indifferent to others, but it's not natural. It's just that even though he is a close friend, there are always some pasts that they don't know about, and they can't ask. rise.

"I, and the sword..." Fojian stroked the teacup in his hand and sighed softly: "People in the world, all living beings in the sea of ​​suffering, we are all in it."

Playing with the folding fan in his hand, Long Su felt a little helpless, and couldn't help sighing: "You are serious about everything you do."

Fojian immediately explained the current situation he knew: "The Central Plains is divided into two, and Jianziren faces the alien world on the opposite bank."

The overall situation of the world, although Long Su retired from the outside world, but the world of Confucianism has not stopped for a day. He also knows the current situation in the Central Plains very well, but he didn't want Jianzi to be so unfortunate that he was separated on the other side of the fault. No wonder this The next time it will be the Buddhist sword instead of the sword.

With a touch of schadenfreude, Long Su was delighted to hear about Jianzi's situation: "That's good, trouble meets trouble, chess meets opponent, it's really God's will."

Knowing that Long Su resented Jianzi for dragging him into the water when he was fine, Fojian could only call helplessly: "Long Su."

"Okay, okay, I'm serious, but I can't do anything that even you can't break through."

Long Su seemed helpless, and the Buddha sword just disappeared: "Two people work together, think of a way together, and when the fault merges, we can reunite with Jianzi."

"Reconciliation?" Long Su smiled playfully. Since that accidental double cultivation, although he hadn't looked for Jianzi on purpose, he knew that Jianzi was avoiding him. People are not too difficult.

"Buddha Sword, even if I don't reject your proposal, I'm afraid Jianzi is not very willing to see me."

"I won't."

"Oh? My friend is so sure?"

The Buddha sword lowered his eyes, he has affection for Long Su, and he can see the affection for Jianzi, if Jianzi disappears, it is just because he is afraid of being at a loss in front of this person, after all, cultivators are not like monks who will be trapped by precepts.

Not caring that Buddha Sword didn't answer, Long Su chuckled: "Yi won't, but can I refuse?"

Unlike just being silent just now, Buddha Sword blurted out without thinking this time: "Impossible."

Long Su was stunned: "You answered too quickly..."

"The troubles of all beings must be done quickly."

The compassionate and peaceful brows of Buddha Sword were tinged with anxiety, Long Su shook his head lightly: "Natural disasters and man-made disasters, can you and I alone be able to turn the tide?"

"If you come out, if he doesn't come out, if no one wants to come out, the world will perish."

"It was a headache to hold on to."

Long Su's eyes were still faint, and the Buddha sword stood up and brushed Long Su's eyebrows, looking at the deep red light hidden in the gold, and said with affection: "So what about the bloodthirsty? You are you."

Belonging to the three religions, Long Su being the dragon head of the Confucian sect and at the same time being a bloodthirsty person made Confucianism quite discordant. Because Long Su was a bloodthirsty person and had never done anything to endanger the martial arts, otherwise Long Su would not be able to get a little leisure now, even so there are still many Confucianists who have reservations about Long Su.

This point of the Buddhist sword is clear, but it also feels more distressed for the person in front of him.

"Okay." Long Su compromised: "I will weigh this matter."

Squeezing Long Su's palm, Fojian turned and walked out: "I'm leaving first."

"Aren't you going to stay for a while?"

"Warcraft have penetrated deep from the east, and will kill here soon."

Long Su raised his eyebrows: "The direction seems to be different."

Fojian turned around and said, "If I fail, I will ask you for help." So at that time, the monster will definitely change direction.

Long Su raised his forehead: "Buddha Sword You really... It really isn't that the same kind don't get together..." This habit of dragging him into the water is really bad...

A faint smile flashed in Fojian's eyes: "Nan'an is waiting for you."

Knowing that he definitely couldn't continue to hide, Long Su didn't struggle anymore: "Feng'er, send the Buddha sword away."

"Yes."

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