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27. Mud Pit(2/2)

"Don't talk about these."

Chen Qiu smiled, and felt that this idea was a bit nonsense, so he asked again:

"How about Wujian and Huaqing?"

"They're both."

Zhang Lan yawned and said:

"They were on the Zhoushan Islands and they were killing Japanese people and they were so excited.

And your Seven Demons of the Yellow Springs are completely in a state of stocking, and you don’t care at all. Those seven institutional people followed them and have been killing overseas for the past three days.

With their martial arts and efficiency, nearly a thousand Japanese pioneers who landed here are afraid that they will be wiped out.

I'll go to bed for a while and continue to practice Qingnan poison in the middle of the night."

Zhang Lan stood up and changed the little white cat. Bai Ling'er licked her lips, ran over with nimble steps, jumped into Zhang Lan's arms, and rubbed his chest with nostalgia.

He waved his hand to Chen Qiu, took off his feet to get a free-spirited tour, and flashed into the darkness.

This playboy said lazy words, but he always worked hard in places where others could not see them.

Although he couldn't see it on the outside, judging from Chen Qiu's perception, his ghost shadow magic skills had already been achieved, and this Xiaoyaoyou became more and more magical.

"Come out."

Chen Qiu put his eyes on the note in front of him, and after a few breaths, he said something.

By the bamboo forest, the old monk Zhenji, who was called to break the trail, was wearing the monk's robe with Japanese characters and a bamboo hat. When he looked at Chen Qiu, there was a look of awe in his eyes.

In the eyes of others, Chen Qiu just defeated a supernatural master on the half-step Tianlist, and it was not a big news in the Central Plains.

There are few sky lists here, but there are still some of them in the half-step sky list.

What's more, with Chen Qiu's current "famous" state, one more or one less record will not affect his reputation, especially in the eyes of Zhang Lan who follows Chen Qiu all year round.

Chen Qiu can even arrest the soul of the Immortal Lord, and now he has gone over the Heavenly List.

Sprinkle water.

But among all the people who participated in the attack on Guizang Villa that night, there was probably only Monk Zhenji who saw through the hidden truth under his appearance.

He came from Japan.

That place is now a ghost creature on earth, with demons dancing around. Before escaping to Middle-earth, Monk Shinji held the Buddhist tradition of Mount Hiei and was also a famous Buddhist master in Japan.

He knew better than everyone that the terrifying power of a wind and thunder god and ghost spirit who was trained to great success had.

That night, what I saw and heard at Guizang Villa, the wind and thunder god who controls wind and thunder was definitely considered a great demon king even on the Japanese land where demons danced around.

They are the disciples of Penglai and those proud Yin and Yang masters who have to gather together to defeat them.

As for killing impossible.

The strength of a great demon king is absolutely beyond the reach of an ordinary person.

Because of this, Chen Qiu, in his opinion, has been classified as "non-human".

When Monk Zhenji was young, he also learned Buddhism in Middle Earth. He knew that some warriors on this magical land were respected as "Heavenly Bang".

It means a warrior who controls the power of heaven and earth.

Although Chen Qiu is not on the Tianlist, in Zhenji's opinion, he is no different from those peerless strong men, and he has the ability to kill ghosts and evil spirits. He is definitely worthy of the title of "save the world".

"It's so late at night, why don't the master go to bed?"

Chen Qiu sat on the stone chair, looked at Zhen Ji who was walking over, and asked in a warm voice.

The old monk kept silent.

He stepped forward, respectfully kneeled on the ground, performing the most formal Buddhist rituals. He put his forehead on the ground, begging in pure Chinese words:

"Old monk, please ask the Great Sword Saint of the Heavens to save my all living beings in Japan!"

In Japan, the most noble title for a warrior is "Grand Sword Saint". Unless he is truly recognized by the world, he cannot be given this title.

In front of the Great Sword Saint, the word "Yutian" was added to express the inner recognition of Chen Qiu by the old monk Zhenji.

Of course, it is also due to the unique middle school custom of Japanese people. They always like to add some messy titles to their names.

This prayer made Chen Qiu's eyes pierce from his hands in front of him.

He looked at the old monk at his feet and said:

"If the master practices Buddhism, he can be recognized by Zen Master Yuanfa. If he thinks he is a profound Buddhist, he should know the truth that "all sentient beings suffer, but turning back is the shore."

To be honest, Master Chen felt that I couldn’t even save myself, so I had no strength to save all living beings in Japan? The goal I set for myself on this path was to defeat Penglai and untie the shackles of all living beings.”

Chen Qiu stretched out his hand to help him, and the power of Wangchuan's martial arts forced the old monk to stand up.

He looked into Zhenji's eyes and said seriously:

"But it is the shore for sentient beings to turn back, so they need to save themselves."

"But there are thousands of ghosts running rampant in our country, and the human world does not exist. If there is no saint to save us, I am afraid."

The old monk showed difficulty on his face, but was interrupted by Chen Qiu's hand. He pointed to the wooden house in the forest where screams were still coming, and said:

"The woman there fell into the abyss with determination in exchange for her protection.

What she protects is her own relatives, and if the master wants to save your country, he regards all living beings in Japan as brothers and sisters. Master, there is a saying in the Buddhist scripture that deeply wins my heart."

Chen Qiu said to the old monk seriously and seriously:

"If you don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

The old monk Zhenji blinked and said to Chen Qiu:

"But that is the power of evil ghosts that comes from darkness and seduces people's hearts. How can good people be contaminated?"

"The words of the master remind me of those romantic and childish people born in peacetime, uh, I'm not mocking you, I used to be that kind of person.

It's also very similar to the idiots who are stubborn in some stupid oppositions and are ruthlessly killed by us."

Chen Qiu put the note into his sleeve, and he said:

“I have a sister.

She has also faced a difficult choice as hard as a master.

Between what she loves and hates in her heart, she chose the latter, exchanges the power to save the former.

An elder, the most powerful warrior on this land, once told me.

If your hands are stained with mud, don’t rush to wipe them. Keep walking, flowing through the mud, and walking to the sun, the mud will be dried and fall off, and your hands will be cleaned again."

Chen Qiu passed by the old monk, and his voice remained in the old monk's ears.

"But if you don't move forward, you can only roll in the mud, and finally drown in the mud with despair.

It doesn’t matter if you see the mud and your hands are dirty. But if you can’t see the sunshine at the end of the mud, it’s really over.

Look, I'm still rolling in the mud. Master, I really can't save you, but maybe, in fact, you are stronger than you think, so you don't need me to save me?"

"Maybe, like my sister, or like the eldest lady of the Lu family in front of you, you can pick up the things you hate and turn them into candles that bring power.

Burned out, take that ray of light back to Japan, use your body as a torch to illuminate hell."

Chen Qiu walked into the bamboo forest. As the night wind blew the bamboo, he turned around, smiled at the old monk Zhenji, and said:

"We are all fighting, we have not stopped, maybe, in the future, we can meet again in the sunshine at the end of the mud.

At that time, the master must tell me the story of your battle in Japan, and I will tell you how we Middle-earth warriors will break the story of despair.
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