The Dharma name is true.
These four words were like a loud thunder, pouring into Che Wanxiu's ears. Even with her master's self-control, she couldn't help but her face suddenly changed and she was speechless.
It's not that she has quick thinking and quick reactions, but that this name and this Buddhist title have been well known in the world for more than a year. Killing the master, destroying the Prime Minister, channeling the gods with one sword, breaking the void, all the descriptions are so shocking that it is hard to remember, remember or react.
Her husband, Mr. Xiang, who had always been dull, was shocked and stunned, and his expression changed: Master Zhending
Didn’t it mean that he had broken through the void and ascended to the pure land of Buddhism
On the entire second floor, everyone who heard Duan Xiangfei's answer was stunned on the spot. Luo Xuedao was a well-known master in the nearby martial arts world and a beautiful woman. It was impossible for them not to recognize her, and naturally she wouldn't. Misidentified Mr. Xianyin. As a person who experienced it, Mr. Xianyin will definitely not mistake Master Zhending.
Duan Xiangfei chuckled and said: Mrs. Che, it is not impossible to return after ascending. Master Zhending is compassionate and knows that it is difficult to break the boundaries between humans and gods in the world, so he returned specially to find someone who is destined to give you some advice.
A clear answer, an affirmative answer, Duan Xiangfei told everyone with certainty that this was the Zhending Master who could break the void with one sword.
Bang-dong-dong, the wooden chopsticks in the hands of countless heroes fell on the table and fell to the ground, bang bang bang, and countless wine bowls and rice bowls were smashed to pieces.
They were extremely shocked and turned to look at Duan Xiangfei's table. They saw a young monk sitting next to Mr. Xianyin. He was wearing a white monk's robe. Immaculate and spotless, with a handsome and solemn face. His face was calm and he was holding the tea cup with a smile. He really has the air of an eminent monk.
At such a young age, isn't it said that he is an enlightened monk with a beard and a drooping chest
It seems that there are also rumors that he is a young monk
Che Wanxiu suppressed the ups and downs in her heart, restrained her semi-sarcastic expression, and said with a hint of tentativeness: I have heard for a long time that Master Zhending’s sword skills can reach the gods, and I have been praised by friends in the world. I have the nickname Luoxue Dao, and I feel itchy for a while. The mage is still willing to teach me a thing or two.
Whether it's true or not, you'll know after you try it.
Meng Qi originally wanted to discuss matters with her, so he put down the teacup in his hand. Pull out the Red Sun Suppressing Evil Sword and show the back of the knife to others: Che Donor, use the knife.
Wanxiu's face darkened as you were just sitting in the car like this. You must be looking down on my snow-falling knife too much.
Of course, we have to maintain a noble demeanor. We are such face-saving people. Meng Qi said with a smile: We are guests from afar, so we should give way and respect each other.
As soon as he finished speaking, the shocked heroes on the second floor came to their senses one after another. Someone shouted loudly: Luoxue Dao is going to compete with Master Zhending.
There was a bang. There was an explosion of noise from the crowded first floor.
What, what, Zhending Master
Could it be that he is the Zhending Master who can use his sword to break through the void
Senior Luo Xuedao wants to compete with Master Zhending
Suddenly, questions, exclamations, and vibrations merged into a cacophony that made people's ears buzz. Some people seemed to be in a dream, not moving, and some people ran up to the second floor. I want to watch the battle, but only for a moment. Except for the area where Meng Qi and Che Wanxiu were, this floor was already full of people. Some even squeezed onto the table.
Che Wanxiu's face changed continuously. In such a situation, she was already riding a tiger and had to fight. As for Master Zhending sitting there, he didn't care so much. He was an immortal figure who broke the boundaries between humans and gods. He seemed to be fighting with him while sitting there. It’s considered normal.
After thinking about it for a while, she took off the falling snow knife, turned the blade upside down, gathered her energy and spirit, hugged Yuan Shouyi, and made a starting position: asking the mage for advice.
Donor please. Meng Qi answered with a smile, feeling a little nervous in his heart. Sitting and fighting against a grandmaster was a rare test.
Che Wanxiu stopped talking. In full view of everyone, she took a deep breath and slashed out the thin falling snow knife.
The light of the sword is like falling snow, falling in pieces, which is really beautiful, but she is a master who has opened the secret of vitality and energy. The sword is sharp, the wind is blowing in her face, and the beauty contains a strong murderous intention.
The Falling Snow Sword was indeed worthy of its reputation. Meng Qi secretly praised it, and without moving, the Red Sun Evil Suppressing Sword drew an arc in front of him, seemingly encompassing everything in this place.
When the two swords struck each other, Che Wanxiu took half a step back, but her face was not angry but happy. Master Zhending's sword was really wonderful. It was the only one he had seen in his life. After a lot of practice, his sword skills must have improved a lot. ,Go further
She no longer hides anything, she unfolds her body skills, and the sword light rolls, just like a blizzard coming to the world, the cold and sharp, indescribable.
Meng Qi sat upright in his chair, unable to use his body skills. He could only try his best to integrate all the sword skills he had learned in his life to cope with the snowy sword light.
Duan Xiangfei, Mr. Xianyin, had already left the table with his teacup in hand, smiling as he watched the two men compete, their swords shining like practiced swordsmanship, savoring their respective exquisite sword skills.
Good Sword Skills All the spectators around him who had some knowledge were dazzled, intoxicated by the subtle changes and hidden charm of the sword skills.
Che Wanxiu didn't open the Secret Secret of Essence, but she was on par with Duan Xiangfei and others. Her sword skills were naturally somewhat magical, and after opening the Secret of Vitality and Energy, her internal energy was abundant and continuous, and she became more and more courageous as she fought. The light of the sword flickers like heavy snow covering the whole sky.
Under such pressure, Meng Qi gradually mastered his own sword skills. Whether it was the Five Tigers Cutting Sword Technique or the Blood Sword Sword Technique, he could easily master the changes of self-cutting and pure swordsmanship. Che Wanxiu secretly marveled at every response.
However, Meng Qi was trapped in the situation where he could not move his body or his feet. Under the increasingly fierce force of Che Wanxiu's sword, it gradually became difficult.
He took a breath, his mind was immersed, and the Red Sun Suppressing Evil Sword suddenly retracted.
If this continues, he will either be forced to leave the table or have to admit defeat, so he has no choice but to use a trick.
How can you admit defeat in front of everyone
When we have a choice, we are such face-saving people.
If you have no choice, how much is face worth
Even if the heroes who were watching were not good at martial arts, they could still see that Cha Wanxiu had the upper hand, and they began to whisper:
Master Zhending's sword skills are really wonderful, but he just sits still. It's still a bit difficult.
Yes, even the immortals who break the boundaries between humans and gods. You can't just sit down and defeat the master.
But it shouldn’t be possible to reach the gods with one sword, it shouldn’t be just like this
at this time. A blade of light lit up and jumped into their sight.
Thousands of gold, fame in the martial arts, fine wines and beauties, indulgences in life and death, all of them smiled as if they were enjoying these.
Even if the angle is changed, from an opponent to a bystander, Duan Xiangfei's eyes are still confused. Thinking back to the beautiful scenery when the Snow God Palace reappears in the future.
When the sword light went out, Che Wanxiu stood frozen on the spot, breathing rapidly, her mature and charming face was so red that it was bleeding, and her chest was rising and falling violently, which was particularly eye-catching.
With a sound, the Luoxue Knife fell to the ground. Meng Qi also retracted the Red Sun Evil Suppressing Knife, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. What kind of undesirable desire has been aroused by Che Wanxiu's appearance in this world of mortals
He didn't think much and quickly gathered himself physically and mentally, because he was the only one falling into the world of mortals. Only then could he pull others along, so Meng Qi was also filled with desires at this moment and had to do his best to surrender.
The sound of the falling snow knife falling to the ground made me fall into a deep dream. Everyone who looked ugly came back to their senses, feeling disappointed.
After a while. Only then did someone say in amazement and satisfaction: One sword can reach the gods. Just now it was really a sword technique that can reach the gods.
Sure enough, the swordsmanship can reach the gods. No wonder it can cut through the void
Such sword skills are simply beyond imagination.
Master Zhending is truly a divine figure.
He is a monk, or a Bodhisattva-like figure.
The praises came from the bottom of his heart. Meng Qi smiled and said nothing, put back the sword, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
Tsk, Master Zhending has an extraordinary demeanor and deserves his reputation.
They were all reminiscing about the sword strike just now and praising Meng Qi's magnanimity and martial arts. However, they did not laugh at the failure of Luo Xue Dao. It was normal for him to lose to Master Zhending who could use his sword to reach the gods. It was the same for any master.
Phew, Che Wanxiu let out a long sigh, and without bending down to pick up the falling snow knife, she cupped her hands with a flushed face and said: Today we know that there is a sky outside the world, and there are people outside the world. The master's sword skills are extraordinary.
She is about forty years old, with beautiful appearance, good temperament, excellent figure, plump and voluptuous, and her face is blushing and charming, which makes everyone watching the battle feel thirsty.
After Meng Qi recovered from the backlash of falling into the world of mortals, he didn't feel anything similar when looking at Che Wanxiu. He calmly said calmly and calmly: The benefactor is full of praise. He can learn from many things, and the poor monk also benefited from the benefactor's sword skills. Not shallow.
Che Wanxiu picked up the falling snow knife and tried her best to regain her composure: My husband and I have a village outside the city, and I wonder if we can invite the Master to visit us.
She can become a grandmaster and loves martial arts and sword skills, so she wants to learn more about it.
Meng Qi smiled and said: The poor monk already has a place to stay. If the car donor wants to find the poor monk, he can go to Changhua Temple tomorrow.
He planned to stay in Changhua Temple for a while to investigate Yuan Meng.
Speaking of this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He was a normal man. He was well-versed in people's affairs in his previous life. In this life, he was also vigorous. In normal times, he would have some daydreams. You could tell by looking at the fantasies caused by the demonic stone gate. But now he was facing The quite touching Che Wanxiu, although she would definitely not think of that aspect, she should still have a normal feeling of appreciation. It is not like her heart is calm now, and she is truly a master of Taoism.
Um, Ananda's sword technique for breaking the precepts is really vicious. With such a slash, as long as I don't go crazy, don't destroy my purity, and can control myself, sooner or later I, a fake monk, will turn into a real monk. Meng Qi will soon have a clear understanding. I couldn't help but gritted my teeth. No, I have to think of a way. Well, next time I'll discuss it with Zhiwei and the others and see if they have any enlightening opinions. If it's unavoidable, I'll probably switch to other outdoor sword techniques in the future. For example, the Purple Thunder Seven Strikes that I have longed for.
Che Wanxiu agreed, and together with her husband Mr. Xiang, she accompanied Meng Qi and Duan Xiangfei to have dinner before returning to the city. She had heard from her subordinates that she had met Mr. Xianyin in the city, so she came to express her friendship as a landlord.
However, the reputation of Yi Dao and the accumulated prestige of the master made those who were watching the battle dare not approach, so they could only go back and brag.
There was no talking all night, and early the next morning, Duan Xiangfei led Meng Qi to Changhua Temple. . .