Chapter 024 – A Reed Goes Down the River, Honoring the Incense and Falling Sword

Beyond the mouth of the gorge is a world of martial arts at the peak of the battle, and in the battlefield upstream more than ten miles away from the banks of the Guangling River, thatched cottage less that still owes the villagers more than a dozen handles of mahogany swords of the Taoist priest, there is only one remaining a muddle-headed monk, when Wang Xiaoping folded his hands in his lap, quietly view the water died, crazy monk also took off the piece of the tattered robes all the way from the Ruantuo Mountain, replaced with a only two days ago, entrusted Wang Xiaoping to go to the market to buy clean clothes, the middle-aged monk also exceptionally smiled and said that it would be the collection of the body as wages, do not have to return. The clean clothes, always unsmiling middle-aged Taoist also made an exception and laughed that as the corpse of the wages, do not have to return.

Monk touched the bald head, and then reached out a move, from the riverside bushes harnessed air picked a reed leaf, floating down into the river, he stepped into the river, gently stepped on top of the reeds.

A reed down the river.

A few boats against the current, a wave has not yet leveled off a wave again, only to have seen the two immortals in the sound battle, but also happen to see this picture, are a little shocked to the point of numbness, are wondering today is hit what luck, is simply the immortals out of the ah, just so all brain all come out, is not the hidden world of the high and mighty this is not worth the price of the money?

Reed leaves out of the gorge, floating to the center of the river, already not wearing the robe of the useless monk left and right each a look, first looked at Wang Xiaoping, after glancing at the old Taoist, calm, across a step, the figure quickly sank to the bottom of the river.

The bottom of the Guangling River muddy river water, dim light, searching for people looking for things are like looking for a needle in a haystack, but he still accurately landed in front of the body of a purple dress a few feet away, Hui Shan woman six sense of the seven apertures are all sealed mountain state, the body curled up, as if the baby in the womb of the gestation of the sky and the earth for the two parents.

Liu Songtao stared at the woman in a daze.

The reason why the shore of the old Taoist bent on fixing the hidden, originally should want to see her dying side, push forward, the reason why the cultivation of Longhu Mountain, there is also a few people who know the unspeakable hidden secrets.

A hundred years ago, the three traveled hand in hand through the rivers and lakes, he was not yet a Rotten Mountain monk, was the ninth generation of the Lord of the Mountain of the deer, is a successive generations of demonic sects in the Lord of the Lord of the Mountain of the deer least like the Lord of the evil demons and laymen. And that Taoist is not today’s Longhu Mountain resident, is recognized by the Liyang royal family is not a prince better than the prince of the fourth prince, the matter of merit and learning martial arts talent four are outstanding, as for the ultimate life of the bleak to the extreme naive woman, there is no what the country’s posture, there is no unparalleled background of the magnificence of the valves, but anonymity walking the rivers and lakes of the Liu Songtao is to like her, but she liked the name Zhao Huang Chao But she fell in love with the handsome boy named Zhao Huang Chao, Liu Songtao does not mind, three people walking, there are two of them, where in the world she can not go? During the period of watching the beloved woman to other men smiling wryly, Liu Songtao did not how sad. When he returned to the deer mountain, and then closed out, but heard that Zhao Huang Chao made the bad news, he silent down the mountain, like this day, but also to help people to collect the body, go to her clothes, back her back to the mountain.

Liu Songtao last time under the deer, killed countless fame and reputation of the jianghu celebrities, killed countless high-powered princes and eminent ministers, killing, every time I turn around, always feel that she is standing there smiling.

Liu Songtao looked at the woman in purple who was her and not her, and tears flowed.

Liu Songtao stretched out a hand, trying to hold that with the water at the bottom of the river gently fluttering large purple corner of the coat, and then slowly retracted his hand, the body began to float upward, breaking the surface of the water, in the river dragonfly on the water, let loose a loud laugh and sing.

The surface of the river was like a drum, thumping.

“Heaven and earth are useless, they do not enter my eyes. The sun and moon are useless, not to be with me. Kunlun is useless, not coming to me. Compassion is useless, and the Taoist face is not to be seen. Purity is useless, both sleeves are empty. The river is useless; it goes eastward and does not return. The wind and snow are useless; they cannot keep you warm. Grass is useless; it dries up every year. Cause and effect are useless, they are all fixed. Jianghu useless, two and two forget ……”

Liu Songtao like a Buddhist bowed his head and chanted, like a madman hit percussion sad song, swept to the shore, gazed down at the Wudang swordsman who laughed and went to his death, convergence of that I look at the world no one else’s domineering, lips slightly moving, hands together, for this swordsman chanting to send off.

Liu Songtao opened his eyes, looked around, then looked to the sky and laughed loudly, “Zen is useless, into what Buddha?!”

At the same time, Liu Songtao’s shoulders shook, his pale face flickered away, and then glowed with a kind of purple-golden aura that only Buddhist monks who have attained Bodhi can have in Buddhist texts.

With that shake of the shoulders, the Deer Mountain Sect Master looked like he was trying to shake off a heavy burden that he had been carrying for a long time.

Old Taoist Zhao Huang Chao narrowed his eyes, his face grim, he had already calculated that Wang Xiaoping’s peach wood sword, which had been leading but not firing, seemed to be carrying a heavy burden, and a sword went west to Wudang Mountain in the territory of Northern Liang.

You a hide in the rotten mountain for a hundred years of Liu Songtao also want to get involved in this mess?

Zhao Huang Chao hesitated, and in the end still did not immediately go to block Liu Songtao forcefully shaking off that intangible.

Before Liu Songtao moved forward, he glanced back at Zhao Huang Chao whose grudge had been entangled for a hundred years.

The two men stared at each other.

Liu Songtao sneered, ”Even women are inferior! It was like this a hundred years ago, and it’s even more so a hundred years later, what’s the point of the old thief Zhao not dying?!”

Zhao Huang Chao, who had once been a celestial being out of his body to ride a dragon to Kuanglu Mountain, was silent.

Back then, Liu Songtao killing spree, in the dynasty and the wild up and down like a bamboo, it is Zhao Huang Chao half pleading half forced Longhu Mountain Tianshifu real people, set down the Bun altar, please the three recent ancestor master to ten thousand miles of heavenly thunder nailed to kill him as a devil, although did not kill Liu Songtao, but also succeeded in letting this demonic sect master silent for a hundred years.

Liu Songtao no longer pay attention to this old ancestor that today’s Zhao family’s son of heaven knows by heart but does not dare to admit, spread his legs and run wildly to catch up with Wang Xianzhi who is walking on the shore.

He walked out of Rotten Mountain and came to the Central Plains Jianghu, Li Dangxin of the Two Zen Temples had blocked the way, the white-clothed Luoyang had blocked the way, Zhao Ningshen, the reincarnation of the first ancestor of Longhu Mountain, had blocked the way, and countless top heroes of the Jianghu had blocked the way.

This time, on the other hand, it was he who was going to block someone else’s path.

Wang Xianzhi still walked without haste, Liu Songtao quickly caught up with this Wudi City Lord who was more than forty years younger than him, seemingly walking side by side, Liu Songtao was actually swimming on the wind, his feet not touching the ground.

Wang Xianzhi did not turn his head, calmly said, “Today is not what it used to be, a hundred years ago in the jianghu, Liu Songtao can be that well-deserved number one, a hundred years later, not to mention someone’s swordsmanship, the living Deng Tai’a swordsmanship, are slightly better than you. You really want to stop me?”

Liu Songtao laughed: “Jiangshan Jianghu both, generations of new people new atmosphere, not a good thing?”

Wang Xianzhi was noncommittal.

Liu Songtao looked into the distance and continued, “As for what you think in your heart, wishing for the jianghu under your feet and mine, a hundred years of long prosperity, a thousand years of immortality. Liu mou is not unaware, only a generation of people have a generation of life, can not be forced. Like those in the Qin dynasty spread across the lobbyist, everyone like the dog as far away, where can think of the later valves, destined to become a tumor in the eyes of future generations and future generations of people. You Wang Xianzhi one person in the eyes of the good, may be the great evil of others, you with the power of one person to win several generations of the jianghu, still do not know enough? Honestly ascending to do your heavenly immortal, give the descendants themselves to go their own way, is not a bad thing. You might want to say that Wudang Li Yu axe is even more superfluous than you, but after all, he is a member of the three religions and has only just entered the world, as for Xu Fengnian, he is even more of a special status, and is very different from all of you, so how can you make a generalization?”

Wang Xianzhi laughed coldly: “Eating the leftovers of Huang Sanjia, helping Huang Longshi as a tiger, relying on that reincarnated celestial identity, is it really justified? Wang Xianzhi doesn’t believe in this reasoning, if there is a heavenly reasoning, it will have to wait for me to ascend before I am in the mood to listen to it.”

Liu Songtao smiled, “These days also heard a lot of rumors about you, not quite the same as me as well as Gao Shulu four hundred years ago, who killed all the world’s masters when he saw them, regardless of whether they were good or evil, you seldom killed them. It’s true that the paths are different, not the same.”

Wang Xianzhi snorted coldly, “Xu Fengnian’s hard-earned savings of a notable cultivation, rather than wasting it under the iron hooves of North Mang, it would be better to fight with me squarely, and there are still people in the Jianghu Lake who remember him as the King of Northern Liang after all. Otherwise, with the bullshit virtues of the Liyang Zhao Chamber, not to mention the history to remain famous for thousands of years, even the private compilation of the wild history would not dare to mention just a word.”

Liu Songtao frowned and asked, “Aren’t you worried that once the Northern Mang iron cavalry crashes through the Northwest gate and breaks into the Central Plains, even if there are only ten years of smoke and wolves all over the land, how many people will have to die? It won’t be too much less than the Spring and Autumn War, right?”

Wang Xianzhi said flatly, “The world is divided, what has it got to do with me?”

Liu Songtao lamented, “Didn’t Huang Longshi say that it is the responsibility of every man to see the world rise and fall?”

Wang Xianzhi snickered, “You think it’s really useful for you, Liu Songtao, to say a few good words, so that others don’t talk about him? If you were ranked in the Immortal Class a hundred years ago, after I ascended, I would be the first to knock you off the earth.”

Liu Songtao, however, did not get angry, after a few moments of silence, there is marvel, there is cheerfulness, there is admiration, a time of mixed feelings, have forgotten to ride the wind, but did not dare to make a sound, only in his heart, “What you Wang Xianzhi asked for, I know.”

After the ascension, I Wang Xianzhi personally sit in the heavenly gate, do not let the celestial beings interfere with the world, but the world of martial arts can still ascend.

So you, Li Yu Axe, are simply adding to the snake!

Wang Xianzhi didn’t stop, his words were distantly transmitted into Liu Songtao’s ears, “Since you have already built up your momentum properly, if you want to block the way, you don’t need to bother about that sword injury.”

Liu Songtao silently recited a good word and once again floated forward, crossing over Wang Xianzhi and stopping and turning around tens of feet in front of him.

Bowing his head, he folded his hands.

Liu Songtao looked relieved, truly relieved, and said to himself, “Hiding in Rotten Mountain, I was able to survive, and after a hundred years, I will see the person whom my heart is thinking of again. It’s time for Liu Songtao to be pious in heart and honor the Buddhist orthodoxy.”

A Bodhisattva Dharma image blasted down from the clouds.

It straddled between Liu Songtao and Wang Xianzhi.

This was Liu Songtao’s blocking style.

Falling Sword Style.

To burn incense and drop the Bodhisattva’s sword.

Wang Xiaoping, Liu Songtao, Sword Immortal and Sword Immortal again.

Wang Xianzhi subconsciously tilted his head to look at the sky, seemingly remembering that there was no one there to whom he owed the only debt he had ever owed in his life, and then turned his head to look at the place where someone had been buried at the end of his life.

Liu Songtao kept his hands together.

Then the solemn phases of the great Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the sky landed on the earth without stopping.

Wang Xianzhi clenched his fists and interlaced them in front of his chest, breathing heavily.

Dharma phase landing, from far and near, continuous, more and more intense, already in hemp clothes around the old man laid a dragnet.

Wang Xianzhi stepped down with two feet on the left and right successively.

There is already no enemy on earth, what is this?