Chapter 145: White hair and red robe

The small border town of Chen Guo had a sudden heavy rain. The walls of this small border town were mottled after being built for more than 50 years. The short walls are still made of clay. The windy weather seems to make the people in the city feel that there is a sandstorm, and the heavy rain It seems that the roads are muddy and difficult to navigate. In fact, every local official is handing over papers to Chen Guoguodu’s Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Households. What they want is to allocate silver to renovate the city walls and roads in the city, but it seems that the number of silvers is really not small. In addition, such a small city is not a border city, so naturally it is not valued by courtiers over the capital.
Therefore, a lot of papers were handed up, but there were few responses.
After the autumn rain started today, it soon wet the walls of this small city, and then the main road in the city began to become difficult. The little girl Gu Yuan took a lot of snacks that she bought before, and then She really couldn't get her hands to hold the umbrella. If Zhou Xuance was not by her side, this little girl might have become a stubborn girl.
These days, Zhou Xuance feels that this little girl is really interesting, and it's hard to talk about it when she first left the school.
Walking on the muddy main road, Zhou Xuance's pace was slow, and Gu Yuan frowned. Every step he took, he would have to struggle for a long time. He was afraid that if the soles of her feet slipped and a dog would eat shit, then her clothes would be covered with mud. Fortunately, it is really a pity to eat so much food in his arms.
These things were something she was going to take to repay Li Fuyao's life-saving.
Zhou Xuance watched Gu Yuan slowly move forward step by step. He really couldn't stand it. He joked and said, "You girl is a cultivator in the Blue Silk Realm. Why do you have to be so careful when you go to such a place? "
Gu Yuan didn't look up, and muttered, "Uncle Master, this has nothing to do with the level of cultivation for fear of falling while walking!"
Zhou Xuance twitched at the corner of his mouth, "Why it doesn't matter, you transfer the qi machine in the spiritual house to the leg meridians, and naturally you will calm down under your feet, and it will be difficult to fall."
Gu Yuan sniffed, "Don't be so troublesome."
Zhou Xuance choked silently.
For this lazy girl, he couldn't beat him, and he didn't want to do so.
After walking a few steps, seeing that Gu Yuan was still moving forward cautiously, Zhou Xuance sighed, and suddenly asked: "Gu Yuan girl, a gentleman who wants to eat without food, what is the next sentence if he wants to be safe?"
Gu Yuan didn't look up, "It's sensitive to things and cautious in words."
Zhou Xuance smiled and asked, "Then do you know the meaning of this sentence?"
Gu Yuan raised his head and was about to speak, but suddenly he saw that someone was holding an oil paper umbrella blocking the main road in the rain curtain in front.
The man was in a red robe, his face was hidden under the umbrella, and he couldn't see clearly.
Zhou Xuance suddenly raised Gu Yuan and put her under the eaves of the street.
Then the old gentleman turned around and came back to the main road.
The two stood under umbrellas.
The man in a red robe remained silent, did not move forward or back, but even so, it was enough for Zhou Xuance to be ready.
There are really not as few monks in the world as he thought.
But Zhou Xuance thought that countless people might stand in front of him, and never thought it was the one in front of him.
Although the mountains and rivers are dominated by the monks of the Three Religions, there are actually quite a few mountain monks besides this. Not all the monks on the mountains are under the Three Religions. For example, the one in front of him is also a book of sages. He is also a Confucian monk, but he is not under any academic palace or academy, and he has never practiced in such places. Even the man in red robed himself and established a demon sect in Yanling.
Only later, the demon sect was stepped down by the Xuegong, and all the disciples under the sect were killed. However, the demon cult leader was nowhere to be found. For the sake of face, the demon sect declared to the outside that the leader has been punishable, but in fact, it did not fully explore To this demon leader who has no talent to lose the school master.
But the leader knew the situation. He hadn't shown up once in the past fifty years and had been hiding very well. Zhou Xuance had seen him twice.
The first time was when he led many Confucian monks to destroy his orthodoxy. At that time, the demon leader was just a monk in the Spring and Autumn Realm. Now, just looking at it through the rain curtain, Zhou Xuance can conclude that this The leader of a demon cult is far better than that of the past.
Spring and Autumn and Denglou are separated by thousands of mountains and seas.
The former is nothing more than a great monk with profound cultivation among the mountains and rivers, while the latter is truly a manufacturable material that is truly expected to climb the sea.
When Zhou Xuance came to the demon cult, the demon leader was dressed in a red robe, but he didn't seem to be a big demon with no evil at all. On the contrary, he was no different from ordinary scholars.
But now, just looking at it from a distance, I feel that the aura of this demon leader is much stronger than it was before.
Zhou Xuance said calmly, "Originally, the old man thought that even if you were alive, you wouldn't be instigated by them, but now it turns out that the old man has mistaken you, Lin Hongzhu!"
Lin Hongzhu whispered: "I will not harm the reading seed behind you. Even after you die, I am still willing to take her to the saint ruins, but the private vengeance between me and you is absolutely necessary. room."
Zhou Xuance stood up with his umbrella and sneered: "Lin Hongzhu, you escaped by a fluke, and you will be able to win if you are so confident today. Are there still alive the remnants of the Demon Cult? Why not bring them together?"
Lin Hongzhu calmly walked forward a few steps, and slowly said, "The remnants of the demon sect are just scholars who don't agree with the truths of your saints. Where can it be said that it is wrong, but you, and that The saints are not in touch, but they still want to kill us, don't you feel ashamed?"
Zhou Xuance frowned.
Lin Hongzhu continued: "Yanling can only be on the mountain with you so-called ‘Confucian orthodox’ monks. Don’t we hide in the deep mountains and old forests, we can only work between the markets?"
Zhou Xuance was silent.
Lin Hongzhu laughed at himself: "Remember that the truth in Yanling is only counted by the big fist. I didn't expect it to be the same here in Yanling. Scholars, the scholars in your school really read all books. Go to the dog."
Zhou Xuance frowned and said, "Daoism says such things, you want to find another way, you can't stand without being sanctified."
Lin Hongzhu sneered and said: "It's so unsanctified that you can't stand. When I kill you, I'll see where this statement came from!"
Before he finished his words, Lin Hongzhu suddenly swept forward, throwing the oil paper umbrella on his head at random on the side of the street, only then revealed the face under the umbrella. The appearance is not very brilliant, but white hair grew on the top of his head.
Lin Hongzhu's red robe has white hair.
As he swept forward, the sky was full of wind and rain stagnant, and when he stepped on the ground step by step, it sounded like thunder on the ground, one after another, continuously.
When the demon leader swept forward, because the speed was too fast, when he swept out, it looked like a red shadow, but there was a touch of whiteness, which looked very strange.
Zhou Xuance made a small move with his big sleeves, and an inkstone appeared out of thin air half an inch in front of him, and a lot of ink slowly dripped from the inkstone, forming a black water curtain.
Although it is black, there is a wave of righteousness in it.
Look solemn.
Lin Hongzhu swept past, and the demon cult leader had only one robe under his body, and the other magical weapons did not bother to be carried on him.
He slapped his palm on the black water curtain.
Red light masterpiece.
A white-haired Lin Hongzhu was silent, but with a sinking shoulder, there were many cracks in the Fang Yantai.
Lin Hongzhu's talent was actually much higher than Zhou Xuance.
It's just that this scholar was reluctant to enter the palace at the time because he did not agree with the many doctrines in the academy. Later, the establishment of the magic sect was based on this. If not, there are few people in the academy that can compare with him.
Standing five steps away from Zhou Xuance, Lin Hongzhu smiled evilly, "Zhou Xuance, you old man, do you know that the woman who died in your hands that year just admired me and did not join the so-called demon sect. I asked, slapped to death, do you feel any guilt now?"
Zhou Xuance was silent.
Lin Hongzhu sarcastically said, "Since there is no remorse, there is no point in living."
After a while, the Fang Yantai shattered.
A magical artifact of not low grade was destroyed in this way.
Zhou Xuance didn't have time to feel distressed, and soon stretched out a hand to pat Lin Hongzhu's chest. Lin Hongzhu did not dodge, and there was a red cloud in front of him.
The head of the demon cult shook his hair all around.
It doesn't look hideous.
Lin Hongzhu's extremely calm expression moved his hands slightly, and the red cloud in front of him slowly moved forward.
During this period, Zhou Xuance's vitality gushed out all over his body, magnificent, in order to stop this red cloud.
It was not successful.
Hong Yun broke through all obstacles and came to Zhou Xuance.
It was only at this moment that Zhou Xuance had to admit that Lin Hongzhu is much stronger now than he was in the past, and it is extremely difficult for him to deal with it.
Zhou Xuance sighed and had to open the oil-paper umbrella.
A golden light flashed.
Hong Yun was stopped in front of the umbrella.
Lin Hongzhu's complexion changed slightly, and he pointed a finger on the umbrella surface.
The oil-paper umbrella suddenly sank, but it did not break.
Lin Hongzhu laughed at himself: "Half holy artifact."
Zhou Xuance said indifferently: "The oiled paper umbrella used by Master Zhou before he became a holy, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a semi-sacred artifact."
Lin Hongzhu whispered, "I forgot that your Zhou Xuance surname is Zhou, you can still make a connection with it."
Zhou Xuance stopped talking.
It's just a step forward.
Lin Hongzhu had to take a step back.
"Since there is no such cultivation level as Liang Yi, why do you have to learn Liang Yi to act?"
"Occasionally I find that people like Liang Yi are much better than you so-called scholars."
"You are presumptuous!" Zhou Xuance suddenly rebuked.
Lin Hongzhu lowered his head and suddenly grinned and said, "Zhou Xuance, do you really think I can't do anything with this broken umbrella?"
Zhou Xuance frowned.
The next moment, without knowing why, the demon leader stopped and stopped backing.