The cannon fodder brother of the son of luck

Patriarch Bai heard that God Ring Lianfeng was coming, exchanged a glance with Su Jiangxian, and then put down the chess piece in his hand.He didn't call his disciples, nor did he call any other teachers. He just had a lark with a blue cloth bag on his shoulder and went to the mountain gate to meet him.

"Master recruiting."

Patriarch Bai cupped his hands, then nodded in return.Patriarch Bai made a way out, Zhaoti and the ten monks stepped up the stone steps.

The disciples of Taohualuo and Beiqingluo had already heard the movement, and they all hid in hidden places to watch.

It's just that no matter how concealed it is, how can it deceive the powerful eyes and ears, the spring-like eyes turned around and smiled lightly.

"I don't want to exclude me, Bei Qingluo's disciples are also here."

"It coincides with the sword match agreed between Taohualuo and Beiqingluo."

Patriarch Bai replied, Zhaoti nodded, and followed Patriarch Bai's guidance to Tingdao Mountain.

After they walked away, Tao Hualuo and Bei Qingluo's disciples began to chatter.

"Is that the person from God Ring Lianfeng?"

"I once met Master Zhaoti at the seminar."

"Now monks have to be born well to become monks?"

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No matter how these disciples discussed in private, they always respected the God Ring Lianfeng.

The location of the God Ring Lotus Peak is on the Bodhi Mingxin Cliff in the west.

It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, the sects of cultivation in the world agreed to move collectively to the sky and sea outside the clouds to build a fairy palace, but God Ring Lianfeng has not yet answered.

At that time, the head of the Buddha was a teacher of speech, he had spiritual knowledge in the meeting, and listened to the tens of thousands of sects talking about the rise and fall, the world, and the reason to break through the world and soar.Everyone clasped their hands and asked him what he wanted, and he said he had to think about it again.

After returning from Yiyan master's spiritual consciousness, he descended from Bodhi Mingxin Cliff and walked through the world with his physical body.He went to the desert in the west, looked at the mountains in the east, went to the south to see the ink landscape, and went to the north to see the continuous glaciers.

Some people respected him on the road, while others despised him, and some saw Yiyan Master alone and wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob him, but instead he was saved and became a monk holding a bowl behind him.

After Yiyan Master has finished reading it, 30 years have passed in the human world.All the sects of cultivating immortals asked him again what his plan was?

Sitting in the bustling city of the world, a teacher of one word sees children falling down in front of him, his parents cherish him, there are old people dying on the street, and there are young people getting married.The joy, anger, sorrow and joy in the world, love, hate, anger and ignorance lingered in his ears for a long time.

A resentful ghost dressed in human skin walked in the downtown area like no one else.She would never dare to do this on weekdays, but in recent years, those sects of cultivating immortals have all closed the mountain gates, and she doesn't know what to do in hiding.

No matter what they do, to the evil spirits, the human world is like a grain bag with its mouth open, allowing them to get in and eat their flesh and blood.

So... makes it happy--

Hearing the sharp laughter in his ear, Master Yiyan closed his eyes, took a sip of the spring water that was given to him by the mortal in the bowl, and said slowly.

"How can there be a beautiful view in the sky, so don't go."

Then I pointed to the complaining ghost, and saw that it didn't even make a sound of mourning, and just disappeared in the sky.

Therefore, Shenjielianfeng became one of the few big factions who did not climb the ladder to the sea of ​​clouds at that time.

At that time, the world saw monks flying across the sky like shooting stars, and the immortal masters that were commonly seen at that time disappeared. Countless high mountains, Qionglou Yuyu were uprooted from the ground, passed through the high mountains and steep mountains, and disappeared into the unreachable thick sky. above the clouds.

"Is there a catastrophe in the world?"

Some mortals kowtowed all the way to the west, and went to the God Ring Lotus Peak to ask for letters.

The little monk guarding the gate quickly helped him up and took good care of him.

"Those people just want to live somewhere else."

In the mortal world, except for those who have not yet joined the sect, do not want to submit to the small sect left behind, and refuse to become a monk, and cry all day long.It doesn't matter to other mortals, the days of the gods are the days of the gods and have nothing to do with mortals.

While most of the sects have gone to the sea of ​​clouds outside the sky, the only ones who can suppress the evil spirits in the world are the God Ring Lianfeng and a few sects.

"So, you all go down the mountain."

Master Yiyan opened all the passages of Bodhi Mingxin Cliff, so that the monks can go wherever they want.

"It's not a problem to always chanting scriptures. It's better to understand people first, and then think about ascension."

This sounded very reasonable, so the monks went down the mountain one after another, doing the chivalrous work of swordsmanship and Taoism in the past.

It's just that the Yiyan teacher turned his head and said to the monk who held his bowl.

"I've said so much, I can't let go of the world."

The monk who had been taught by one word teacher nodded in agreement.

"If there were no evil spirits in the world..."

"It's like there is no love or hate in the world." Master Yiyan said.

Since then, the Ten Thousand Years God Ring Lotus Peak has been silently guarding the world. Some people attained enlightenment and ascended to the Tao, while others died at the hands of evil spirits.But at any rate, the situation was the same as when those sects of cultivating immortals were there, until a demon invaded the human world.

It was the first time that Shenjie Lianfeng sent a message to the sea of ​​clouds outside the sky, and people came one after another.Later, some people saw that the situation was uncontrollable, and returned to the sea of ​​clouds outside the sky.

Afterwards, I don't know what was going on in the sky, but I saw that the ladder leading to the sea of ​​clouds was cut off with a shocking sword, and tens of thousands of monks returned to the lower realm, while other monks in the sky could not come down again.

"Well, I beheaded it, and those who are afraid of death don't have to come."

At that time, he was still very young, and the high-spirited Su Taojun stood on the Bodhi Mingxin Cliff holding a long sword taller than others.

"You should have been born, but you have entered the world of mortals. I have a guilty conscience."

"When you moved to the sea of ​​clouds, how old were you and what did you do?"

At this time, Yiyan Master had already sat down, and his successor, Master Baochu, pointed to the miserable world where lava rolled down the cliff and countless flames shot up into the sky.

"Since you can't go back, please give up your life and try your best to turn the tide."

The fierce battle lasted for about a hundred years, and many monks and mortals died, and finally the Demon Realm was sealed again.

Those who fought side by side with Shenjie Lianfeng felt that the other party was really not like an ordinary monk. They were all Juli King Kong, and they were not to be messed with.

Now Taohua Luobai and Zhanfeng sent a letter to the sects of cultivating immortals all over the world, saying that the world has already been mixed with monsters, and God Ring Lianfeng left immediately when he received the letter.

"The ten thousand methods to subdue demons should be set up."

In the quiet room, Zhaoti and Patriarch Bai and Sujiang Xiandao, a monk behind him stepped forward and put a wooden box on the couch.After the wooden box was opened, inside was a transparent orb that was shining brightly.Among the orbs, there is a lotus platform in the pool, and on the lotus platform, a Buddha smiles while holding a flower.

"Crossing barrier body?"

Sujiang Xiandao saw Zhaoti and nodded.

"If you want to set up ten thousand methods to subdue demons, you need to have the eyes of the formation. Although the letter of head master Bai didn't say it clearly, he thought he had to use himself as the guide. I thought it would be harmful to you to use the body to lead the formation, so I borrowed it from the head of the Buddha. it comes."

"Crossing the obstacle body is the sacred object of the God Ring Lotus Peak. It has suppressed the Bodhi Mingxin Cliff boundary formation for tens of thousands of years. Now it is borrowed as the formation eye, master..."

It's also very interesting.

Patriarch Bai was astonished in his heart, but he changed his words and couldn't stop thanking him.

"It should be," Zhaoti closed the wooden box, and looked at Patriarch Bai with a smile, "I also want to see Xiao Heng, how is he now?"

"It's very good," Patriarch Bai didn't boast easily in front of his apprentices, but he was not stingy in his praise in front of outsiders. "You're a fast learner, you know a lot, and you were promoted to Jindan a few days ago."

"It's exactly the same as Mr. Baichuan."

Zhaoti said, but when the name of Mr. Baichuan was mentioned, everyone present couldn't help but fell silent.

Fortunately, there were skylarks playing outside, so the air would not freeze, but they suddenly shouted loudly: "The rich man is coming! The rich man is coming!"

It was too late for Patriarch Bai to shut up Yunque, so he chuckled towards Sujiangxian and Zhaoti.

"Earlier, I asked my disciple to pick up the young master who made poems from falling rain. Xiao Heng must have come back with him."

As soon as the Peach Blossom Falling Boundary Formation opened, the treasure ship that rained into poetry sailed into the river hidden behind the peach blossoms falling into the mountains.On the huge pier, there is another treasure ship from Beiqingluo parked.

At that time, Song Ningqing saw Beiqingluo's treasure ship, and already thought it was a treasure of the Dragon Palace, but compared with the treasure ship that rained into poetry, it looked like a small boat passing by a huge pleasure boat.

Song Ningqing and Xiao Heng returned to Taohualuo, feeling a little more relaxed.

"Young master, I will take you to meet the master first. The yard prepared for you is still the same as before, in the nine-foot Qionglin where the peach blossoms are falling."

Song Ningqing turned around and said to Xi Qianzhong who had just got off the boat, Xi Qianzhong was noncommittal, Song Ningqing smiled slightly, and took a step forward to lead the way.Xiao Heng was really too lazy to watch Xi Qianzhong put on airs, so he also took the lead and walked forward.

"In that case, I will go to Jiuchi Qionglin first."

In the dream, Chaoxi had a thousand blessings, so he took a group of servants and walked by another road.

Behind Xi Qianzhong was a boy about five years old, holding a taller sword wrapped in blue brocade.

"Azhao, give me the sword and go with them."

Xi Qianzhong stretched out his hand, and Ah Zhao immediately put the long sword in Xi Qianzhong's hand, saluted Xi Qianzhong respectfully, and then ran away without looking back.

Holding the sword, Xi Qianzhong looked at Song Ningqing's back in front, and felt that he seemed to be getting thinner again.

A Miao has been so idle these days that she has hardly gone out, Song Ningqing is not around, and he has no intention of fighting swords, so he might as well soak in the water in the yard and bask in the sun.It's just that today he suddenly saw a treasure ship sailing in, and knowing that Song Ningqing should be back, he immediately changed his clothes and blocked people on the road in front of Tingdao Mountain.

However, Song Ningqing saw it, Xiao Heng, who looked like a sticky cake, and the man behind them who seemed to be very rich, also saw it.

But...it has nothing to do with him.A Miao stepped forward with a smile, raised her hand and grabbed Song Ningqing's hand.

"Ningqing is back? Are you tired?"

Xiao Heng raised his hand and slapped A Miao's hand, snatching Song Ningqing's hand back.

"Speak well if you have something to say, don't touch your hands."

"Can't help it."

A Miao doesn't know the emotions of shame and shyness, Song Ningqing was at a loss when she said this, and Xiao Heng blushed with anger.

Xi Qianzhong watched coldly behind them before speaking slowly.

"Which clan of merman are you? Is the merman's yarn that will be donated this year available?"

A Miao didn't expect that someone would be able to see through his identity at a glance and say such a thing.

"The young master who makes poems from rain, has no clothes to wear this year? He still cares about the sea of ​​spring, can Bei Qingluo come?"

A Miao sneered, Xi Qianzhong stepped forward and took Song Ningqing's hand, raised it to her lips and blew, the tails of her long and narrow eyes slightly raised, her posture was full of arrogance.

"Look at your gluttonous, embarrassing and hunchbacked face, I thought it was my servant who forgot to pay my salary."

Xiao Heng had nothing to say, but Xiao Heng felt it was fresh, and Xiao Heng had learned a new swear word today.How could he have done anything but hum!ha!Apart from making trouble for no reason, why didn't you learn these words?

Xiao Heng still pulled Song Ningqing over, grabbed Song Ningqing's hand and wiped it again and again.

"If you want to fight, you can do whatever you want, don't bring your brother with you."

Xiao Heng snorted coldly, only hearing the sound transmission from Patriarch Bai on Dao Mountain.

"Whatever to fight, come up, the recruiting master of the God Ring Lianfeng is also here."

Hearing this person's name, everyone present couldn't help but keep silent.

Zhaoti looked down the mountain from the carved window pane, and saw Xiao Heng at a glance. In a few years, his figure and appearance would look like Baichuan Lord Xiao Leiyun's rebirth.