Pudu Cihang...

The breeze blows, and the forests soak in the setting sun swing gently with the wind.

Lu Liangsheng silently recited the name, turned his face slightly, and looked at the altar that was being built. Isn’t these words in the middle of the stone steps?

"The Dharma is so courageous."

"Young Master Lu is the most determined."

The scholar's complimentary words could at least open up the conversation. Although Pudu Cihang in the sedan chair was still motionless, his tone was quite happy.

"The law is wrong."

Lu Liangsheng withdrew his vision from afar and focused on looking at the figure in the sedan chair. The doubts in his heart were finally asked.

"I dare to ask the Dharma, where does it come from if I have a fate with me?"

As the words fell, the scholar suddenly felt something trembling in his sleeves. He looked at Pudu Cihang on the other side, reached into his cuff, and put the pen holder with a cover bag, as if a living thing was twisting in his hand.

this……

When Lu Liangsheng looked at the curtain, the picture in his mind seemed to go back to the night he went to Fushui County for the second time three years ago.

Memories surge like a tide.

The long beards danced in the fire, and the huge insect body twisted and twisted.

A pair of insect eyes, like a lantern rising into the air, looking over.

‘You have no intention of giving me this opportunity, which is also a blessing. This toad and you will let go today and leave early!’

...

"It's you!"

Lu Liangsheng held the pen holder's hand, tightened his fingers one by one, and frowned. The guardian law in front of him was actually the big centipede from that night. In this way, he was really his destined person.

In an instant, the maid guarding both sides of the curtain gently lifted a corner of the curtain.

A pair of black pointed-headed men kicked apart the blue robe and stepped out. The scholar's sight was the thin old man with a pointed yellow face. He was wearing an apricot and yellow monk's robe and a long-eared monk's hat.

What made Lu Liangsheng even more uncomfortable was that the other party was clearly the old man's body, but the cold voice of a woman.

"The only thing that people in the world see each other is to look at each other with their own skin but do not know that they have compassion is the right result."

Lu Liangsheng nodded, raised his hands, his tone was neither light nor heavy: "Fa Zhang said, "I was attached to the face. But Fa Zhang invited me here just to reminisce about the past?"

"To repay your kindness."

There was no expression in Pudu Cihang's words. He walked past the scholar and looked at the sunset outside the forest.

"This law thanks Mr. Lu for his strokes that day to come."

"Didn't Fazhang pay back the favor of not killing that day?"

"......Hahaha..." Pudu Cihang looked slightly, his eyes were cold, and he bowed slightly, "One repayment is returned, one kind is given, one kind is given, this Dharma-Zhou will not owe both Mr. Lu."

In an instant, two maids came over with long plates, covering them with white silk, and a long shape protruded. Pudu Cihang turned around and uncovered the white silk.

It's a long sword.

"Is this sword obtained from the palace by this Dharma? Or is it the weapon carried by the founding monarch of the Chen Dynasty? Unfortunately, this thing is in the hands of the mortal emperor, and it can only be mediocre. It is placed in the imperial trunk and is stained with dust. Mr. Lu is a practitioner of Taoism, so he can see that this thing is extraordinary."

On the tray, the scabbard was ashes, the cloth was fine lines, the hilt was made of bronze, and the center was one big, two small, three red jades. I think it was decorated later.

Lu Liangsheng took the long sword and pulled it out with a clang. The sword body was simple, one finger wide, about four feet and one inch long, and it was cold and light. When you look closely, you could see the patterns extending, just like a wandering cloud floating, revealing a cold moon.

"Magic tools..."

The scholar touched the sword body with his fingertips, and crossed the Yunyun above. The cold moon pattern came out with a buzzing whisper. Only those with cultivation could feel the flow of magic power from above.

"It seems that Mr. Lu is quite satisfied with this sword."

Pudu Cihang turned around and walked back with the fearless seal, passed the scholar, and went straight toward the sedan chair. Lu Liangsheng raised his face and spoke suddenly.

"Master, wait!"

Put the sword in sheath and catch up with two steps.

"Suppose Lu Liangsheng took the initiative to ask, Fazhang sent someone to chase him..."

In front, the back view stopped, and half of the old man's face narrowed his eyes.

When Lu Liangsheng said this, he stopped immediately, remembering that the other party had already said nothing. If he was going to chase Chen Jing, he would say it directly, and wouldn't he give him a reason to kill him?

The two looked at each other for a few breaths, and Pudu Cihang walked into the sedan chair, put the curtains on the left and right, and the wind was getting louder and white mist was surging.

Rush rust...

rustle….

The fallen leaves sounded lightly, and a figure sneaked through the mist and approached, and four eyes peeked at this side.

"What a heavy demonic aura."

The forest was quiet, and the fog spread. On the lurking body and shoulders, the toad eyes lying on the lying back and forth, locking a figure outline through the white fog.

"I saw Liangsheng...Don't be too loud, be careful to alarm the other person."

The wind blew from the front, vaguely bringing the conversation between the two people over there.

The scholar holding a sword in one hand raised his hand again. Even though he was a little nervous about the cultivation level of the Dharma Master in front of him, he still looked over calmly.

I'm afraid it won't work if I ask directly, so I'll change the question.

"Why is Fa Zhang in the court?"

“Cultivate.”

The wind was getting smaller and the simple answer was heard, and the sedan chair had been lifted and turned around. The team set off as if they were about to go back home. The maids and the monks crossed the scholar around the scholar. The sedan chair in the middle stopped at two steps away from him.

Inside the curtain, the thin figure looked ahead, but spoke again to the scholar outside.

"Mr. Lu only saw the people in the capital being frightened, but saw another monster causing trouble, which harmed people's lives? This law can be considered as protecting one side.

When people arrive at the autumn hunting festival, they search mountains and seas, peel prey and get flesh. For the sake of life, in spring and autumn examinations, fox demons wait halfway to take the exam for scholars. Isn’t it the same as hunting for people in order to practice? This method is just like hunting for the emperor, helping the country, and practicing along the way."

Lu Liangsheng naturally would not believe these words, but he had no choice but to deal with the other party. He heard from his master before that this centipede spirit is not in the spiritual stage, but now he has reached the transformation directly.

I could only watch the chanting scriptures walking into the mist.

At the same time, the grass not far ahead was rustling. Looking at the team passing through the road in front of him, the Taoist couldn't help but reach out to the yellow silk cloth bag.

"Come here, it's just the same as this monster..."

The frog web pressed on the back of his hand, and the toad Taoist shook his head with a serious expression.

"You can't beat it!"

Sun Yingxian withdrew his gaze and looked at the toad, who lowered his voice and turned his face aside.

"Seeing how much I did, I can't beat it!"

At this moment, the marching team suddenly stopped in front of the grass where a man and a toad were crouching. The moment they noticed, a frog croaked "Crooster!" sounded.

The stopped team continued to chant the scriptures, ringing the bronze bell, wooden fish, and gold cymbals, and after a moment, it gradually disappeared into the fog.

call!

Taoist Toad lay on Sun Yingxian's shoulder and came out of the grass. Seeing the fog gradually, he stood up, carried two webbeds on his back, and let out a heavy breath.

"If I were at the peak of my life, how could this little demon be allowed to show off his power!"

"Stop talking big, old toad, do you see what kind of monster it is?" Sun Yingxian was also in a state of fear. Just as the other party stopped, he obviously felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

"It's a centipede."

The answer was Lu Liangsheng who came over. When he came over, he wiped the fine sweat beads on his forehead with his cuffs. Although the body of Dharma was peaceful, what was really scary was that it was clearly transformed by monsters, where did the Buddha spirit come from?

He told the previous conversation with the centipede spirit to his master and Sun Yingxian.

"Not only has Buddha energy, but also the dragon energy of the emperor... It was inspired by you and found a shortcut."

The toad fled to his apprentice's shoulder and hummed with his double webbed hands.

"And... this demon has not yet reached its transformation, but he deliberately suppresses it, but his cultivation is probably amazing."

Lu Liangsheng threw the sword in his hand to the Taoist to play with, looked at the master on his shoulder, and frowned.

"Cultivation can also be suppressed?"

"Why can't it?"

Taoist Toad followed his apprentice, undulating his shoulders, and his thoughts surged. Thinking of a possible possibility, the frog webbed that was rubbing his chin suddenly stopped and widened his toad eyes.
Chapter completed!