Chapter 1049 Winning with Krypton Gold
Tai Wu rushed into the stick formation without hesitation and exploded countless times. After some heroic efforts, he finally got his wish and reached the center of the battlefield where Luo Feng led his team to beat Dugu Yuyun.
Of course, he was kidnapped by the monks.
This brave and unyielding Shushan Senior Brother now has a bruised nose and a swollen face, and his head has swollen three times. The original color of the blue Shushan Taoist robe on his body is no longer visible and has almost been torn into strips of cloth.
Of course, if a guy without the protagonist's life wants to imitate the protagonist's example of riding a thousand horses and charging into battle alone, he will end up in such a miserable way.
He was able to survive the beating with sticks because Zen Master Luo called in time and canceled the "shoot to death" command on the spot, so the monks spared him and did not beat him to pieces on the spot.
Taiwu was lifted up by two strong monks with cooked copper rods. He reluctantly opened his eyes, which were swollen and almost sealed, and saw his master, Dugu Yuyun, lying motionless on the ground amidst the bright red eyeballs caused by bloodshot eyes.
Uncle Jiujianxian squatted beside Dugu Yuyun with his head in his hands, tugged at his messy hair, and murmured: "Why is this happening...What should I do?"
In Taiwu's mind, Master Dugu Yuyun is an invincible existence. The resolute elder is extremely strict with others and himself. He has a noble character, is upright and observant of etiquette, and is meticulous. He can be called a model swordsman, like the incarnation of the sword.
What Taiwu admires most is his master. He has always regarded his master as an idol and role model. He wants to be like his master. He cannot understand why his master failed and failed so miserably.
The Dugu Yuyun in front of him had the same bruises and swollen face as him, and the sect leader's robe was in pieces. He was like a rag doll that had been ravaged. He was so weak, old, so helpless, and even a little pitiful, which made people sympathize. .
"Master! What's wrong with you, Master?"
Taiwu shouted angrily: "What did you do to him? Uncle Situ, they attacked the master, why did you stand aside and watch?"
"Because your uncle wants to protect the Shushan sect, so that the Shushan disciples will not be implicated by Dugu Yuyun and be liquidated by the world's warriors, killing everyone in the family."
A young monk suddenly spoke to him and answered Taiwu's question for Jiujianxian.
Tai Wu raised his head and followed the sound, and recognized the monk. It was Luo Feng, the lustful Zen master who had met him a few years ago and lost a little fox from his hands.
Luo Feng patted his bald head and continued: "Oh, and don't be too sad. Your master Dugu Yuyun is not dead yet. After all, we are not monsters. We always have to keep a thin line in life, but your master can't kill demons." His actions are so imprudent."
After hearing the news that his master was not dead, Tai Wu was slightly relieved, but he was still furious and asked loudly: "Why on earth is this? Our Shushan sect and the League of Heroes are obviously allies, why do we want to attack him after the catastrophe?" Are we going to do something dirty?"
"That's a long story."
Luo Feng said impatiently: "You might as well ask your Uncle Situ. In short, the disaster of the collapse of the Demon Locking Tower was caused by your Shushan Sect. We suspect that this is a long-planned conspiracy of the Shushan Sect." , with the intention of weakening human beings, carrying monsters to respect themselves, inciting human beings and monsters to kill each other, and profiting from it."
"Slander!" Taiwu said bitterly: "This is Chi Guoguo's slander. Our Shushan sect is the most upright sect in the world. My master is known to the world as the most upright person in the world. How is it possible..."
"Don't be too harsh, why is it impossible? Have you never heard of the old saying, 'Everything is possible!'. One of the truths of Buddhism is 'impermanence', which refers to all things in the world, whether gods or immortals. Either way, good and evil, right and evil are not permanent, exist forever, and never change, everything is changing.”
Luo Feng preached to Taiwu seriously: "Your uncle rescued a pitiful, harmless and silly little cute female ghost in the Demon Locking Tower to be his daughter. Later, a big one came too." Turn around and become the Demon Queen?"
Pointing at Zen Master Qianye, Luo Feng continued: "Is Zen Master Qianye kind enough? Look at how big his earlobes are, how Buddha-like he is, and how amiable he is. He might also turn into a big devil. When we Buddhist monks look at people, we will not be blinded by these false reputations. We look at the original intention and true nature. It is not surprising that Buddhist leaders turn into demons, and it is not surprising that Taoist leaders become demons and go crazy. Didn't your Shushan sect do this decades ago? There has already been an Evil Sword Immortal, so it’s normal for another Demonic Sword Immortal to appear, right?”
Taiwu was not good at words. He was speechless when Luo Feng quoted Buddhist philosophy. He could only tilt his head and said with a pinched neck: "Whatever you say, I will never believe that the head master will become a demon! It must be you first." He conspired to frame him, and then set up a trap to attack and assassinate him before defeating him! Nowadays, everyone is a knife and I am a fish, it doesn't make any sense whether I believe it or not, you can kill or behead him as long as you want!"
Hearing Taiwu say that he had sneak attacks and assassinations, Luo Feng immediately became unhappy and said: "You ignorant young man, you are too confident in the martial arts of your Shushan sect! You need assassination to defeat your master? We are just throwing money at it openly. Winning by smashing it!"
As he said that, he pulled Jing Xiaolou over and said quite proudly: "Brother Jing is the best in the world in spending money and squandering money, and the poor monk is the best in the world in wealth. The two world's bests work together tacitly, resulting in one plus one." The effect of two can't kill a mere swordsman who is the best in the world? You can always do the simple calculation that one plus one is greater than one, right?"
Jing Xiaolou's face was not yet as thick as Luo Feng's, so he said a little shyly: "Brother, please stop talking, this is not a good thing worth bragging about. I have been scolded as the world's most prodigal son for many years, and now If the scandal about winning over Dugu Sword Master with money spreads again, I’m afraid the reputation won’t be justified.”
"Why isn't it worth boasting about?"
Luo Feng glared and said: "We also make money based on our ability. Since the rules of the world allow krypton gold, then having money is also a part of strength. How about those children of destiny who obviously only rely on luck to get by, but still shout "hot blood" and "hard work" There is no distinction between superior and inferior. Why can't we stand upright while they are shy and enjoy the praise of the people? The guys who scold you are just sour grapes!"
Jing Xiaolou heard this and said with a smile: "Brother Luo, when I first saw you, I felt like I had a close friend. When you say this, it really makes sense. It turns out to be wrong. Not down here, but in this world where you can become stronger by spending money."
The two people complimenting each other made several people around them feel numb. These two people are indeed like each other. It is difficult to find a close friend. They can be called confidants. They are really the same species.
After hearing this absurd theory, Taiwu wanted to die. His three views were greatly impacted, and his sanity fluctuated greatly. The Shushan disciples worked hard to hone their swordsmanship. They had a pure heart and few desires, a firm belief, and a clear Taoist mind. In the end, they mastered the sword. The Sword Master was smashed over with money, and all his efforts were not as good as the objects thrown by others. Is there any justice in this world? Is there any royal law? Is there any point in trying hard? .
Cultivators have always regarded money as dirt. This is equivalent to throwing shit at a saint who is as elegant and elegant as a white lotus. Such a cruel fact is difficult for every sword cultivator who has worked hard to accept. , will all wonder why they have to work hard to practice swords, and what is the use of this broken sword, why not abandon the sword and go into business to make a fortune!
There is no way, the rules of the world are the greatest. Who allows the world of fairy swords to have rules that can turn wealth into real power? Qiankun Throw, Sprinkling Golden Notes and Qingguo Silver Bullet Wave are all extremely domineering, no less inferior to the Shushan Mountain Step Sword The unique skill of the law.
When the krypton gold mode is turned on, even if the hardcore players and skilled players operate as fiercely as tigers and show off their skills, they can only complain if they are beaten down by the stinking blind B operations of the krypton gold players. The game experience is extremely poor. operator.
As the operator of Fairy Sword World, Tiandao would probably only respond to such complaints with one sentence: "Dear players, I am your uncle. If you like to play, don't play!"