Chapter 645: People chasing the stars (1)

Monk Hui Chou is the leader of Buddhism, his position is respected, and he is also the most profound person in the world. If he doesn't know much about time and death, it is the most ridiculous joke in the world.
If Chao Fengchen came to Lingshan, it would be unrealistic if it was not for the purpose of knowing the problem of death. Therefore, if outsiders knew that Chao Fengchen came here not to find Hui Chou monk to know the answer, they would not be able to think of whom Chao Fengchen was looking for. Up.
Chao Fengchen looked at Monk Hui Chou as if he was looking at a Buddha without speaking, but there were a thousand words in his eyes. Swordsmen often had a lot of meaning in their swords, so the look in his eyes was actually similar.
The monk Hui Chou said, "If he doesn't see you, I can't help it. Perhaps, even if he sees you, does not answer your question, what is the difference?"
This was originally two very similar situations, but for Chao Fengchen, they were different.
"If he sees me, he may answer my questions. If he doesn't see me, he will naturally not have ideas, and he will not answer my questions."
Chao Fengchen's eyes were sharp as a sword, just like the sword on his waist now.
Monk Hui Chou did not speak. A person like him would not be threatened, nor would he be afraid of threats.
"Before at the border between mountains and rivers and Buddhism, one of your sword immortals killed Huisi. He has not been very clever. I didn’t let him leave Buddhism. He didn’t listen to me. He went to Shanhe. After a while, he found that the place was not what he thought."
"He is not high in Buddhism and he is not smart, but he just wants to deal with Taoism and Confucianism, which is naturally difficult."
Monk Hui Chou was so straightforward and unabashedly changed the subject, but he didn't make Chao Fengchen feel a little irritated. He looked at Monk Hui Chou and asked: "You have been in the Buddhaland for so many years, and you still want to leave this place. ?"
"Even if the wicked have lived in for thousands of years, they still want to leave hell, let alone us monks who are sincere to the Buddha."
Monk Hui Chou looked at Chao Fengchen and said calmly: "At the beginning, Chao Jianxian came to Lingshan several times. Except for asking about my death, he said the most thing, he still has to fight for everything on his own, and there is no reason for his life. Tianding’s statement, even if it exists, can be disputed. I have never heard someone say in my life, but I feel that this statement is extremely reasonable. At that time, I wanted to discuss it with Chao Jianxian in depth, but Chao Jianxian had no idea, so he had to give up."
Chao Fengchen looked at the monk Hui Chou, not knowing what he was thinking.
What Hui Chou Seng was thinking about, he knew without inference. Since the evil people in want to return to the world one day, it is reasonable for the monks in the Buddhist soil to want to return to the mountains and rivers one day. Things, not to mention, this is not something that cannot be done.
And Seng Huisi is doing this.
Although not well done.
"Neither Taoism nor Confucianism want to see the situation where you go back, so this matter is difficult."
"How difficult is it?"
"How much blood will be shed, how many people will be killed, and how many souls will be smothered?"
Chao Fengchen's brows were tightly locked together, and he felt very distressed when he looked at it. He is not Chao Qingqiu, and he is not strong enough that all the principles can be said with a sword.
So it is difficult.
"The Buddha said all beings are equal."
Monk Hui Chou looked at Chao Fengchen and said meaningfully: "Yes, all beings are equal."
In front of the monk Hui Chou was a big Buddha, looking at the dignity of the treasure, at this moment, the monk Hui Chou stopped talking, and looked like the big Buddha.
The big Buddha has no appearance, but when the monk Hui Chou calms down, he is like the big Buddha.
Chao Fengchen finally couldn't help it when he saw this scene, and asked, "Are you a saint or a Buddha?"
Monk Hui Chou did not speak, but he was smiling.
At the door of the Daxiong Hall, Chanzi looked at the white clouds in the sky, and then put his hands together very seriously, chanting the Buddha's name.
The withered old man stood in the distance, looking at this scene, silent.
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In a hall on Lingshan, the monk Hui Si was sitting on the futon, looking at the curtain across a curtain.
What's behind the curtain is not real.
Seng Huisi first recited a Buddhist scripture before the curtain, and then asked, "I never thought their swords were so strong. I thought that the strongest sword in this world was Chao Qingqiu, but Chao Qingqiu was already No longer in the human world, other swords shouldn't be so strong in the first place."
This is irritated and puzzled, but it is normal for this kind of emotion to happen to others, but it is not normal to happen to Sang Huisi, because he is a Buddhist saint and one of the only saints in this world. Not only the status is respected, but even the realm is not good.
Of course, this is relative.
But it will not be so.
A voice of vicissitudes of life soon came from the curtain, "Compared with Liu Xiang six thousand years ago, Chao Qingqiu's sword does not fall, so he is the strongest in the world. After he left, the sword of the world is naturally It's not that strong anymore, but even so, the sword in the world is still grabbing, and you can't compare it. There are three sword sages, and none of them can be said to have won."
Hearing such a sentence, Seng Huisi was silent for a moment. What other people said, even the words of his senior brother, Seng Hui Chou, wouldn’t be able to listen to Seng Hui, but he believed in what he said. No doubt.
"Since I am annoying the swordsman now, what can I do?"
There was no sound in the curtain. Obviously, I felt that such a question was too stupid, so I didn't answer it.
Hui Si Seng asked, "Did brother come to ask?"
There was a sigh from the curtain, and then a voice came out, "He is not such a stupid person as you, he will not come to ask such boring and boring questions."
Hui Si Seng's eyes dimmed, "Senior brother really looks farther than me."
The curtain struck without hesitation: "If he doesn't need you to see further, he will naturally not be able to sit on the seat of the leader of Buddhism. When your master wanted to choose who to take charge of Lingshan, I naturally chose him."
Hui Si Seng's face was pale, he didn't know if it was because of the previous injury or because of hearing this sentence, but his face was ugly anyway.
The indifferent voice from the curtain soon came out, "The situation in the mountains and rivers depends on whether there is still a bright autumn in the world, or whether there can be a second bright autumn in the world. As for other things, it is not too important. "
Hui Si Seng asked: "No matter how many mountains and rivers there are, the same is true for the digital sword immortals?"
"A group of climbers is not as good as a sea."
There was a sigh from the curtain, "There are a few people, watch them carefully."
After saying this, there were a lot of words on the wall, and you would know the name by a closer look. There are not many names. The more names are some special symbols, which look like some ancient words.
Hui Si Seng looked at it seriously and saw a familiar name on it.
"Ye Changting."
"This man's sword is as strong as Chao Qingqiu!"
"His sword may be stronger than Chao Qingqiu in the future, but he is standing on the bank of a long time river and can't do much to interfere with things in the river."
"At the lower reaches of the long river of time, maybe he can be stronger than Chao Qingqiu."
The voice in the curtain gradually became quieter.
"Chao Qingqiu is the strongest in this section, but in this section after him, it is not Ye Changting."
At this moment, Hui Si Seng knew that the person in the curtain was pointing at something and was talking, but he couldn't see this kind of thing.
It's not just that you can't see it, maybe you can't hear.
Because the sound in the curtain has now been reduced, and I can't hear it anymore.
Hui Si Seng folded his hands together, saluted the curtain seriously, and then slowly withdrew.

Chen Sheng came fast and walked faster. This is respected on the mountain, but his deeds have always been elusive. Even if everyone knows that he is on the mountain, few people can meet him. Many disciples on the mountain are used to it. This Chen Zhanglu came and went without a trace, so when a certain disciple said that he saw Chen Sheng at the bamboo building, but after calling the brothers to come, he still did not find the trace of the lawyer in charge. , Not surprising.
Li Fuyao stood behind the bamboo building, watching the farce over there, but didn't have any thoughts. On the other side, when the other side was about to disperse, Li Fuyao walked along the mountain stream a few times. A stone, and then I heard a timid voice behind him, "Brother."
Brother.
Li Fuyao turned his head and looked at the young man standing in front of the bamboo building without speaking.
Who else is the boy who is not Zhao Dabao?
This realm is no longer a lowly Jianshan disciple. After looking at Li Fuyao standing in the stream, he shouted his brother, but he couldn't say a word.
He hadn’t seen this senior fellow on the mountain carrying the sword box in front of him. Naturally, he felt a bit strange, but he had looked carefully and looked at him before, and felt that such a young man might be inferior to him, but he still could not bear it Live, call senior brother.
Li Fuyao looked at the young man with a sword hanging from his waist.
"who are you?"
This is asking knowingly.
But Zhao Dabao, who heard such a question, seemed to have heard something he had never heard before. His eyes widened and his mouth opened wide. When he went up the mountain before, many disciples on the mountain knew his name. After Meng Jin went up the mountain, Zhao Dabao's reputation became much bigger. It can be said that now on the mountain, besides the head teacher Wu Shanhe and the Meng Jin, Zhao Dabao's name is the most famous person.
Now someone doesn't know him.
Why isn't Zhao Dabao surprised?
Only after a while, he saw that the young man in front of him did not refute the senior brother he had shouted before, so he continued: "In response to senior brother, I am Zhao Dabao."
Zhao Dabao.
It should be a very loud name now.
It stands to reason that the young man on the opposite side should be very surprised, and then got acquainted with him, but no one thought that the young man just screamed, and then sat on a big rock by the stream.
It seems very calm.
Zhao Dabao was confused in his mind, but soon he came to the stream and stood beside Li Fuyao without sitting down.
Li Fuyao glanced at him and said to sit down.
Zhao Dabao just sat down.
Then Zhao Dabao cautiously asked, "Brother, you haven't heard my name?"
Li Fuyao glanced at him and said lightly: "I've heard that Chen Zhanglu's apprentice on the mountain seems to have a good master."
There is a good master. Although this kind of thing is true in the mountains, not many people actually dare to say it in person. This is to take care of Zhao Dabao's emotions, and the second is because these things cannot be said.
Zhao Dabao is not a simple mountain disciple.
When Zhao Dabao heard Li Fuyao say this, he quickly mumbled: "My master is not a good master."
Li Fuyao gave a hum, and then asked, "Your master is the palm discipline on the mountain, why is it bad? This"
This is still knowingly.
Zhao Dabao frankly said, "Master is lazy, and he is not willing to teach me how to practice swordsmanship. Most of my swordsmanship is taught by other teachers and uncles on the mountain, otherwise it is taught by the master, not by the master."
Li Fuyao said, "Chen Zhanglu always likes to travel around the world, and he doesn't want to spend his time on his disciples. This is not the first time, but I heard that there was a master before you went up the mountain, so why go to Jianshan? Learn sword?"
Before he could finish his words, Zhao Dabao came and got interested, "Master said that my talents are alright. Let me practice swords on the mountain and become a great swordsman, or even become a sword immortal. Master himself can’t teach. I'm here, so that's why I went up the mountain, saying that as long as I learn the sword well, one day I can meet under the mountain..."
Speaking of later, the corner of Zhao Dabao’s eyes were already full of tears. This little guy who was originally unwilling to climb Sword Mountain had not thought of Master’s instructions, I am afraid it would have been unable to hold it up earlier, and still practice. Sword, I'm afraid it's even hard to live.
Separating from the master who is dependent on him, the pain is too obvious for a teenager like him.
Li Fuyao turned his head and rubbed the young man's head, thinking about it, and then he said: "Since you are up the mountain, you should practice your sword. Don't think too much about other things. Your talent is good, although Chen Zhanglu is not Reliable, but there are still many reliable teachers on the mountain."
Zhao Dabao nodded, looked at this brother who had never met before, and asked cautiously: "Brother, the senior brothers on the mountain met me with smiles. I know that is because of my identity, but why are you brother? You don’t have any expressions when you see me?"
Li Fuyao said sternly: "If you want others to respect you, you have to be powerful. If you just rely on foreign objects, it won't last long. At least for me, I don't care about your identity."
Zhao Dabao nodded desperately. He looked at Li Fuyao and said, "Senior brother, I always think this way, but the brothers don’t think that way. In fact, I see their heads are big these days, and then I don’t care about them. , They also said that I have a bad temper. I know that I will definitely not say it in front of me, but I will say it in my heart. I don't like them very much."
"Brother, I just saw you. I know that not everyone on the mountain looks like this."
When Zhao Dabao looked at Li Fuyao, his eyes were filled with joy, which was not a bit fake.
Li Fuyao smiled. People like Zhao Dabao are rare in this world, let alone monks like them.
It’s just a cultivator who has always said that he must forget his emotions before, but then he said again that he must have a heart of innocence.
People like Zhao Dabao are naturally innocent.
However, after a long practice career, will he gradually lose? Actually, this is hard to say, but whether it is or not, it is Zhao Dabao’s own fortune, and to some extent, what will happen to him in the future So, because of the influence of many things, it is possible that the words Li Fuyao met with him today will be remembered by Zhao Dabao for a lifetime, so that he will last until the end. Of course, it may only last for a short time, but no matter what What is it like? For Zhao Dabao, this is all beneficial. This kind of thing cannot be faked, and it cannot be faked.
Li Fuyao looked at the moonlight in the sky, as if he was thinking of something interesting. He smiled and said, "In fact, whether it is on the mountain or under the mountain, there are beautiful things to see. If you keep staring at the unsightly things, then It’s just really unsightly. Our eyes are on our own body, so naturally we have to go and see that kind of beautiful."
The good-looking and the bad-looking are all judged by Zhao Dabao himself.
Zhao Dabao nodded, looked up at the moonlight, and asked softly, "Brother, you are such an interesting person. I don’t know which Master Uncle’s disciple is. When I see that Master Uncle next time, I will definitely give Uncle Master said that Senior Brother is actually very good."
Li Fuyao touched his head, then smiled: "If you want to see my master, it is probably as difficult as seeing your master."
Seeing how difficult Chen Sheng is, it is estimated that even if a disciple is pulled out of the mountain, he can make it clear.
When Zhao Dabao thought of this, he sighed and looked at the sitting senior here with a rather pitiful look.
Li Fuyao bent over and held a handful of water in the water, then let it go and asked casually: "
Why did you come out if you didn't study the sword scriptures in the house? "
Zhao Dabao suddenly raised his head, as if he had known something. He looked at Li Fuyao, with something unclear in his eyes. After a long time, he asked suspiciously: "How did the brother know that I was studying the sword scripture?"
In comparison, Li Fuyao seemed to be much calmer. He looked at Zhao Dabao and said casually: "There are lights on in your bamboo building. I don't want to study the sword scriptures, but what else?"
On Jianshan, the lights are still on at night, which is the most reasonable way of saying that it is to study the sword scriptures.
Zhao Dabao was relieved. He didn't doubt whether Li Fuyao was a Jianshan disciple. He was just worried. If Li Fuyao was calculating all these things, then he would not simply ask.
It may be premeditated for a long time.
Naturally, there are also bad intentions.
Li Fuyao glanced at Zhao Dabao and knew what he was thinking, smiled slightly, just rubbed this guy's head, did nothing else, there was nothing worth doing.
Li Fuyao sat by the stream and talked a lot of gossips with Zhao Dabao. Finally, he lowered his head and drank a sip of water from the mountains and streams, and then asked: "A long time ago, someone sat with me, drank, watched the moonlight, and talked a lot. Gossip, in the end I said, I was lucky enough to have a drink with Jianxian. Guess what he said?"
Zhao Dabao was actually very sleepy, but he still tried to keep his eyes open and thinking hard, and then said, "Did the sword fairy say that it is natural?"
Li Fu shook his head and said, "That sword fairy didn't say that."
"What do you say?"
Zhao Dabao's sleepiness is a little bit less, but he is still not very energetic. Li Fuyao looked at Zhao Dabao and smiled: "The sword fairy said that I was also lucky enough to drink with the sword fairy in the future."
Zhao Dabao opened his mouth wide. This is the first time he did not know how to open his mouth today.
What happened tonight was really unexpected, and it made him wonder if it was true.
Li Fuyao asked again: "Then do you know, who is that sword fairy?"
Zhao Dabao still shook his head.
"Chao Jianxian, you must know him."
Zhao Dabao nodded desperately, maybe he didn't know other people, but he definitely knew the sword fairy.
That was Chao Jianxian, that is, he said he might become a sword immortal.
Li Fuyao looked at Zhao Dabao with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and said, "Do you know I am?"
Zhao Dabao was startled, and then asked: "By the way, brother, I haven't asked your name yet."
There are many things on the mountain, but Zhao Dabao is dedicated to studying the sword scriptures, and he rarely knows the things on the mountain, even if his senior came to Jianshan, he still doesn't know.
Li Fuyao stood up, stood under the moonlight, looked at Zhao Dabao and said: "If you don't come to Jianshan, it doesn't matter who I am, but since you are at Jianshan, you have to know, I Ah, my name is Li Fuyao. It’s not any other powerful person, but please remember that if you are bullied, before you are bullied, you can report my name as long as you are correct. If you can live, just come and tell me, it’s not for anything else, it’s just because of you, Li Fuyao’s younger brother."
"I, Li Fuyao, make sense and kill people, but what I haven't done before is to protect my shortcomings. I will definitely be able to do it in the future, because I have a younger brother like you."
Having said this, Li Fuyao squinted his eyes and smiled and said, "Little Junior Brother, when we meet for the first time, please take care."
Zhao Dabao's eyes widened, too scared to speak.
Having said these things before, feelings are all nonsense?
So this is his brother?
"Brother, you..."
Li Fuyao looked at Zhao Dabao like this and laughed from ear to ear. He put his hand on his head again and smiled: "I met your other master before I came to Jianshan. I talked with him for a while and said After a lot of things, he asked me to take good care of you."
"Although you picked up a not-so-good master, you, brother, should be pretty good, right?"
Zhao Dabao nodded desperately, he didn't know what to say. He had never thought about how to meet his brother like this. If you know all the disciples on the mountain, he probably won't be as famous as his brother. Whether in the demon land or in the mountains and rivers, Li Fuyao’s reputation has long been spread. Zhao Dabao has thought a lot about his brother, who he has never met before, but he never thought about his brother. It would be such a person, who doesn't look like a powerful character at all, but also seems like the brother next door, so kind.
Li Fuyao rubbed his head, sighed, and said distressedly: "I didn't have any good things at first. In fact, the best thing is the swords on my body, but the master has already taken one for you. I will give it again. You are superfluous, but I don’t have other things. It’s really annoying."
Seeing Li Fuyao like this, Zhao Dabao smiled, knowing his brother's temperament, but didn't care too much, just said: "It doesn't matter, the brother will make up next time."
This is the attitude that only people who are close to themselves have.
Li Fuyao turned his head, pretending to be surprised, and said, "I never thought you were such a little junior."
But when he changed his hands, he took out a bamboo scabbard from somewhere and placed it in front of Zhao Dabao. The sword before Zhao Dabao did not have a scabbard. Now Li Fuyao gave him a scabbard, which complemented each other.
"This scabbard was given to me by Shishu Liu when I was practicing swordsmanship in Jianshan. Shishu Liu was the most powerful in the three roads of Jianqi Swordsmanship and Swordsmanship. Of course, he also likes to drink. He gave it to me. Two things, this scabbard was made for me when I first used the wooden sword, and the wine gourd that I gave to me was given to your master teacher. Now the scabbard is given to you, don’t dislike it. ."
Zhao Dabao took the scabbard, and there was still a line of small characters engraved on the scabbard, dragons flying and phoenix dancing, he felt full of momentum when he looked at it:
There are countless swordsmen in the world, but I am the only one, Liu Yibai.
Liu Yibai was the uncle of the past.
Zhao Dabao touched the scabbard and looked very happy.
Li Fuyao looked at him, was silent for a while, and then asked, "If the master ignores you, it doesn't necessarily mean that he is a bad person. Others care about you all the time, and he may not be a good person."
"It's right or wrong, you need to judge it yourself."
Having said this, the night was already very deep. Li Fuyao rubbed Zhao Dabao's head and let him go to sleep, while he slowly left the mountain stream after Zhao Dabao left.
He returned to Jianshan, and apart from discussing with Wu Shanhe about Luoyang City, now there is another old head teacher Meng Jin. The matter on Luoyang City and Jianshan is not a big deal. After all, both sides are interested. Things will soon have a result, but Meng Jin, here is very difficult.
This well-known old master of Jianshan, after going up the mountain, he hasn't moved much, so looking at it, he is even more immobile.
When Li Fuyao wanted to move, he would move his whole body by pulling his hair.
But Wu Shanhe couldn't do anything, Chen Sheng couldn't do anything, and what could Li Fuyao do.
Because of his subtle identity, he is also Chen Sheng's apprentice, and not Jianshan's disciple. Such conditions have already created Li Fuyao's unique identity, so this game has to be broken by him.
But how to break.
This is the problem before him.
Why did Meng Jin go up the mountain? There hasn't been any signs yet. Chen Sheng said before that Zhou Qing is not on the mountain and will get an answer soon, so he needs to wait.
Li Fuyao was also ready to wait.
It's just that he didn't expect that the time would be right at dawn.
A news spread quickly throughout Jianshan.