Hu Gonglie is also an old guy who has experienced ups and downs, even if he is added with a knife and axe, he may not be so frightened, but when he knows the identity of the other three people sitting around the fireplace, he is just as dumbfounded, the official Huang Shang is okay, a Spring and Autumn White Bear Yuan Zuozong is enough to surprise Hu Gonglie, not to mention that there is also a hereditary Beiliang prince who replaces him, followed Gu Dazu to another bamboo building for a secret talk, and after learning that Gu Dazu was about to rush to Beiliang, he did not hesitate to open his mouth to move his family, in his words, he was also surviving in Quarry Mountain, Maybe one day he will be beheaded by the Liyang Imperial Court to sacrifice the flag, it is better to go to Beiliang to earn a chance for the descendants of the Hu family to win military merits, Gu Dazu has neither objections nor promises, but just patted Hu Gonglie's shoulder before leaving.
Xu Fengnian didn't know the content of the two Southern Tang Dynasty relics, but after sending Huang Sheng back to the bamboo building, he received a secret letter brought by a military falcon, which was a spiritual object personally trained by Chu Lushan, the number one spy in Beiliang, and the secret letter concisely explained two things, one is that some hidden families similar to Wang Lin rooted in Liyang, all began to rise from the ground and move closer to Beiliang.
The other one is a little inexplicable, saying that a mad monk who is also a Buddha and a demon came out of Landa Mountain, and after coming out of the mountain, he rejuvenated, and even Li Dangxin never stopped him, so that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World should be careful to go north, and it is best not to bump into it.
Xu Fengnian wrote about Gu Dazu and Huang Shang, put it back to the army falcon, and sat in front of the stove with Yuan Zuozong, who had never left, and threw the secret letter with unique handwriting into the charcoal fire, a wisp of green smoke curled, Xu Fengnian bent down to pick up the fire tongs, and threw a little light ash on the coal, and said softly: "The rivers and lakes are not very peaceful, and the two Chan Temples are probably not convinced that there is a white-clothed monk who picked up the Yellow River, and a monk is still a rotten old man who lived two or three Jiazi when he came out of the mountain, and when he came to the Central Plains from the Western Regions, he became a young man, Along the way, he killed indiscriminately, far from being able to call King Kong's angry demon subjugation, and he didn't know what he wanted to do.
At that time, I met the dragon shou monk of Langtuo Mountain for the first time in Beiliang, and only said that the female Dharma King with six phases wanted to double cultivate with me, so I ran back to the pavilion to read the secret record, in addition to knowing that she was an old woman in her forties, I was disappointed, and by the way, I also knew that Langtuo Mountain was in front of the six-bead Bodhisattva, and there were three monks with higher seniority, one of whom painted the ground for nearly forty years, compared to the dry sword of the Wu family's sword mound, it was shocking to the world, and I didn't practice the knife at that time, and I didn't understand the freedom of the immortals, so I was curious about how to survive without eating or drinking, Now that I think about it, I'm really sitting in a well and watching the sky.
I estimate that most of this monk has gone mad, then again, he can kill the entire rivers and lakes by himself, and he can have such a spirit, I think only Liu Songtao, the leader of the Demon Sect a hundred years ago.
A generation of rivers and lakes has its own generation of merry people, Liu Songtao's generation is not without the same rivers and lakes of the sword immortals and the saints of the three religions, not only to reflect each other, but also to restrain each other, not to mention that it has always been recognized that there is a way of heaven above the martial arts, since it has stood at the peak of martial arts after a lot of hardships, more people like the old man in sheepskin Qiu and Deng Tai'a are righteous people who carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future, even if Wang Xianzhi, who is praised as a hearty battle with Lu Zu, is not considered an evil person, Liu Songtao and the crazy monk dare to risk the world's disapproval, and they are not afraid of being punished by heaven at all, it is really rare.
It's a pity that the bull rider is not there, otherwise where would it be the turn of this monk to go crazy, and he would have sent a sword to the Wudang master and uncle after enlightenment to the West Heaven. ” Yuan Zuozong stretched out his hands to the stove, felt the warmth of winter, and smiled: "If this monk can really stand on the front line with Liu Songtao, even if it is Qi Xuanjiao who is walking for the sky, it is estimated that a sword will not work." ” Xu Fengnian laughed and said: "There are two biggest sayings in the world, one is the emperor's heavenly transport, and the other is the way of the land immortals in the three sects.
Anyway, I don't have anything to do with it, so I can only watch the excitement.
By the way, Second Brother Yuan, do you know what is going on with this Liu Songtao, although Zhulu Mountain was forcibly put on the name of a demon sect by the rivers and lakes, but in my opinion, in addition to his treacherous whereabouts and decisiveness, he is much better than the hypocrites of the so-called righteous people, and the successive sect leaders have taken it as their responsibility to chase the world, not a big devil who only knows how to kill people, and there are few rumors and deeds of this Liu Songtao in the rivers and lakes. ” Yuan Zuozong narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "When I was young, I heard a master from outside the world say that Liu Songtao had walked the rivers and lakes several times, and had countless evils, when he was separated from the difference between heaven and man, when the leader of the Demon Sect was in retreat in Zhulu Mountain, a mediocre-looking woman was said to be his woman for some reason, and she was in the rivers and lakes, and the end was tragic and terrifying.
Liu Songtao didn't know how to know about it, and forcibly broke out of the barrier, and chased the deer for the woman's coffin, after that, it was a catastrophe that no one could save.
When our descendants look back, we can see that the instigator behind the conspiracy is only inferior to Huang Sanjia to subvert the Spring and Autumn Period. ” Xu Fengnian's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and was silent.
Yuan Zuozong bent down and picked up a piece of hot charcoal from the stove, crushed it gently, and said indifferently: "The hermit who mentioned this matter to me said that Liu Songtao said with a smile before he died, and he expected that he would not live forever in this life, so he hurriedly did a few evil things.
If you think your past life is doomed, why not be a good person.
Although I guess most of them are excuses from later generations, but it doesn't sound like a taste, originally this kind of words should be the warning words of the sages that have been passed down through the ages, but they are pretended to be said by a murderous demon, and the land immortals on the rivers and lakes of that generation are not allowed to preach.
If I, Yuan Zuozong, live in the same life as Liu Songtao, I will have to kill a few more for him. ” Xu Fengnian sneered: "No wonder Master once said that the king of the underworld laughed at everyone in the yang world is not like a human. ” Yuan Zuozong poured a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it all, this world-famous military general who was even better than the villain Tu Chen Zhibao in Beiliang, looked at the empty wine glass at his fingertips, and said to himself: "My father-in-law can come to this day, and he has a clear conscience for everyone."
Yuan Zuozong is just a martial artist, self-cultivation Qi family rules the country and the world, he doesn't think about it, he has also seen many dirty people and things in Beiliang over the years, and he also stood by and watched, just thinking that after his father-in-law left, there would be someone who could stand up, as long as he stood on the border of Liangmang, he could make Beimang's millions of iron horsemen dare not take a step south. ” Xu Fengnian shook his head, "I'm afraid I can't do it." ” Yuan Zuozong smiled, "It's enough to live up to the Beiliang Dao in this life." ” Xu Fengnian said suddenly: "I don't know what's going on, after Beimang came back, I often had the same dream, standing on a high place, I saw a million dead people in armor rushing towards me, and there were also millions of Yin Yin soldiers behind me.
There is a big flag on the tree next to him, and it is not written in the word Xu, but Qin. ” Yuan Zuozong said helplessly: "The battle is still successful, let me interpret the dream." ” Xu Fengnian didn't bother himself, and said with a smile: "Second Brother Yuan, let's talk about the future purge steps of the Beiliang Army" Yuan Zuozong smiled heartily: "That's a few more pots of wine." ” On Zhulu Mountain, Wang Mao, the broken spear ranked ninth in the world's new martial arts review, stood on the top of the mountain, the cliff was fierce, and slapped the man's cheek hard, and there was a short man who did not look amazing sitting next to him, the latter has always been this kind of temperament, can sit and never stand, as one of the two major royal surnames of Beimang, at a young age, he became one of the top masters of the first class with the fat woman who was also a relative of the emperor, and became the top martial artist of the Beimang royal family after Murong Baoding, the reason why Wang Mao followed the female devil to Liyang Central Plains, It is not surprising that she lost to her, and the ninth defeat in the world to the fourth in the world who has fought with Deng Tai'a and Tuoba Bodhisattva one after another.
But if he were Wang Mao, he would definitely not admit gambling and lose, the reason why he came to the south with a cheeky face was that he heard that a young man younger than him went to their Beimang, and even the fifth raccoon dog was slaughtered, he felt that he should kill a master of the Xuan Realm in Liyang to relieve his anger, the fatter than him, and the more damned is the bloated girl who is two heads taller than him, always laughing at himself for only having the ability to cross the nest, so he thinks about how to make a name for himself here, and only after going back can the woman obediently admit defeat.
The short young man clasped his hands to his chest and asked seriously: "Wang Mao, do you say that Luoyang can stop that crazy monk?"
Wang Mao exhaled a long breath, "It's between five and five." ” The young man glanced at Wang Mao, "The Liuzhu Master of Landa Mountain is just a not a perfect Donkey Kong realm, and it is still far from Li Dangxin, who is not bad in King Kong, how can this monk be so powerful Luoyang is on the extreme northern ice field, and it almost broke the good things that Tuoba Bodhisattva has been brewing for twenty years, obviously compared to the battle between Dunhuang City and Deng Tai'a, Luoyang's strength has gone up to a new level, like her, let alone climbing a step, it is difficult to lift your feet."
Since it's all in such a realm, the victory or defeat is only between five or five."
Wang Mao said with a smile: "If you stop it, the Demon Sect Leader will know the whole world."
If we can't stop it, we can wait for Wang Xianzhi to leave the city before we leave Liyang. ” The young man sighed, "It's better to stop it." ” The two knew that Luoyang, the first person in the Beimang Demon Dao, had become the tenth sect leader of the Demon Sect, but they didn't know that the person Luoyang was going to intercept was the former ninth sect leader.
The magnificence of this battle may not necessarily be lost to Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang in a decisive battle in the East China Sea.
In addition to knowing who his surname is, the young crazy monk who is confused also knows that he is really crazy.
When he killed people, he had no remorse, he just felt that these people deserved to die, and when he thought about the cause and effect, he had a splitting headache, and he almost rolled on the ground in pain, and he knew that he was crazy, so he cried and laughed all the way, and he couldn't help it.
Every time I walk through a place and see a person, I quickly forget about a place and a person, and I want to stop and turn back again and again, but I always can't do it, as if I should have traveled west but went east, and the Buddha country was in the west, but I went the opposite way, and finally went farther and farther.
There is only a trace of clarity left, I just want to know what I have put down in the West, and what I have to pick up when I go to the East, a useless song has evolved from the first four words to more than 100 words, without rote memorization, but I can always blurt it out.
The mad monk may have forgotten, but the Central Plains rivers and lakes are already rumored, in addition to the world-famous white-clothed monk who took the lead in trying to block the footsteps of this young monk, and then there was the Wu family sword mound contemporary sword crown Wu Liuding sword blocking the way, was hit by the mad monk and then collapsed the sword momentum, and then ran forward fast, faster than the Wu family sword, and then, the most amazing little heavenly master Zhao Ningshen of the young generation of Longhu Mountain also shot, a monk greeted each other face to face, but there was no collision, the monk buried his head and ran forward, This Taoist surnamed Zhao, who was rumored to be the reincarnation of the first Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, retreated synchronously, and after holding on for eighty miles, Zhao Ningshen turned sideways and let the mad monk continue to laugh and move forward, while Zhao Ningshen quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices, and took a dragon and tiger secret golden pill to barely stop the injury.
The whole river and lake are afraid of this monk's momentum.
On the bank of a big river, the mad monk stopped, just like the white-clothed monk Li Dangxin was on the road ahead, grinned, then squatted down, picked up a handful of water, looked down at the muddy water in his palm, like an ordinary person holding the boiling water, hurriedly sprinkled it on the ground, stood up and looked around blankly.
At that moment, the young monk burst into tears and asked himself: "I am here, where are you?"