Chapter 1118 A Person’s Name, the Shadow of a Tree

The three of them discussed it and stood calmly at the entrance of Shuiyue Palace, waiting for the Miao warriors to come.

Luo Feng even took the time to perform a ritual ceremony to save the Shuiyue Palace disciples who died from serious injuries. He helped them recite the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" and saved their wronged souls from reincarnation in the three realms of good deeds.

This can be regarded as a meritorious deed. The curse of the Miao warlock is very sinister. If you die under the poison of Miao Jiang, you will probably suffer several lives of torture, and you will not be able to live in peace even if you are reincarnated.

Palace Master Shuiyue regards these innocent women as abandoned children, but Luo Feng insists on surpassing them. Even if it is a little trouble for Palace Master Shuiyue, who is suspected of pretending to be dead, it is good.

Of course, the theory that Lord Shuiyue Palace was pretending to be dead was just what Luo Feng speculated on his own as he judged a gentleman with a villain's heart. Maybe the skills of Lord Shuiyue Palace's disciples were just bad?

This can be regarded as hunting down rabbits. Even without being disgusted, Shuiyue Palace Master can still sell his monk character in front of Ling'er's Jiang Qiluo. This is a good habit of paying attention to details.

After waiting for a while, they heard shouts of death and murmuring in the Nanzhao Black Miao language from the distance. Among the three of them, only Ling'er couldn't understand. He felt a little cowardly because of the unknown and hid behind Luo Feng unconsciously.

Grandma understands the Miao language because she was born in Dali, a white Miao language. The black Miao language is similar to the white Miao language.

Luo Feng has the basic ability of a high-level investigator with "legendary language proficiency". He can understand and speak fluently in any language in the world, including the whispers of the old rulers.

Shuiyue Palace was surrounded by a bamboo forest. From the bamboo forest, there was the sound of breaking branches and the sound of footsteps coming and going. Soon, a large group of vicious men wearing blue cloth double-breasted clothes and furs or coiled turbans rushed out one after another.

This group of people surrounded Shuiyue Palace, and the leader stepped out. The man's clothes were embroidered with colorful evil animal patterns, and he was wearing a cloak. He looked obviously better dressed than the other soldiers around him.

This person is the Black Miao man who commanded this raid, a great protector of the Moon Worship Sect, and a fierce general in Nanzhao, Miao territory.

Seeing Luo Feng and others waiting leisurely at the entrance of Shuiyue Palace, the black man sneered and said in stiff Chinese Mandarin: "Haha, you guys don't even run away, are you accepting your fate? Well, save me. After a lot of hard work! The Divine Religion obeyed the will of God, and it was indeed blessed by the gods. Everything went so smoothly. I will establish an unparalleled great cause for the Divine Religion and make great contributions!"

His half-baked Chinese language made no sense in his drake voice, which made Luo Feng's ears feel irritated. He took a step forward and replied in standard Miao dialect: "Poor ignorant and stubborn people who don't know they are about to die! The poor monk, out of compassion, does not kill them all, leaving you with a sliver of life. If all of you cut off an arm, bury the Shuiyue Palace disciples who were brutally killed by you, and kowtow in repentance before the grave, you will be allowed to leave alive. "

When Luo Feng talked about the Miao language, not only did the black man startled, but even Jiang Qiluo was startled, thinking that this is really a capable person who can do anything. This monk boasts that he knows everything about astronomy and geography. It’s really not bragging!

The pronunciation of the Miao language is very different from that of the Chinese language, and the Miao people are relatively closed and exclusive. After several visits to the Chinese Han people, there are not many people who are proficient in the Miao language. However, this monk can speak it more fluently than Grandma Jiang, who has been away from the Miao territory for more than ten years. This is not What does it mean to be extremely talented and omniscient?

"What a shame!" The leader of the Black Miao team was furious and yelled: "Are you, a northern barbarian monk, blind, or do you think that our Miao warriors are just paper? The martial arts of your Central Plains martial arts are indeed unique, but any No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you will still turn into a soft-footed shrimp if you are poisoned by poison. I advise you to surrender honestly, and I will give you a quick blow when the time comes, so that you will not suffer the pain of those ten thousand poisons eating your heart!"

This time he spoke Miao and spoke much more fluently.

Luo Feng shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Buddha can't save damned ghosts. The poor monk has shown mercy and given you a chance to survive. It's because you don't cherish it and go to the underworld to be reborn as a pig. Don't do that." Just make a blind complaint to the King of Hell."

After completing this set of standard blame-shifting procedures, Luo Feng is no longer afraid of killing them to cause bad karma. The underworld and the Hall of Hell in the world of fairy swords really exist. If Luo Feng kills innocent people indiscriminately, these innocent souls will go to the underworld and face the king of hell. To complain.

Generally speaking, when you kill demons, you don't have to worry about being recorded in the book of life and death by the King of Hell. The creatures in the evil realm have no human rights.

But killing mortals, even evil ones, counts as creating karma.

For example, Zhuge Liang burned the Tengjia Army. Those who burned were all foreign tribes of Southern Barbarians, and they were killing enemy soldiers on the battlefield, but he still sighed: "It will hurt Tianhe and shorten my life!"

Since Luo Feng debuted as a monk, he has paid great attention not to commit evil deeds and rarely kills people with his own hands. There are thousands of Nanzhao barbarians who attacked this time. If they were all slaughtered by him, he would be burdened with a lot. The debt was detrimental to his ability to cultivate the golden body of Arhat.

The black man narrowed his eyes and glanced at Luo Feng and the others. When he saw Ling'er, his eyes lit up. That little girl was the primary target of the attack on Xianling Island. But when he saw Jiang Qiluo, he was stunned. He frowned and thought for a long time without recognizing it. Find out who she is.

The second target of the black man is a fat and vicious old lady. It was the old lady who ruined the good deeds of the Moon Worshiping Cult leader, protected Ling'er and killed many assassins along the way. , is the biggest obstacle to this mission.

The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult also hated her so much that he specifically ordered her head to be taken back to Miao territory, where he would give her the soul-chasing Gu so that she would never have peace.

The task of killing Ling'er was actually successfully completed, but this black man had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He still expected to complete all the mission objectives perfectly so that he could claim credit and reward when he returned, so he asked: "Grandma Jiang, where is the Nanzhao traitor? He has died of old age. Or did you know you were outmatched and ran away alone?"

Jiang Qiluo took a step forward, pulled out a full-moon scimitar with a shining green blade from her waist, held it across her chest and shouted angrily: "My aunt is here, why don't you come forward and die!"

The beautiful Miao girl is heroic and brave, and the full moon sword exudes a fierce and demonic aura. This sweet shout actually reminds Zhang Fei of the time when he ordered the three armies to retreat. The Miao warriors who besieged Shuiyue Palace were stagnant, and they were timid and unconscious. He took a step back.

The person is a beauty and the knife is a good knife. The two are perfectly combined and have extraordinary shocking power.

Jiang Qiluo's sword was Luo Feng's gift in return for receiving the cotton hat. Although it was not valuable, it was quite famous in the world of low-level martial arts. It was the magic weapon of the Demon Cult with "Listen to the Spring Rain in the Small House All Night" engraved on its body. The world's number one magic sword with unpredictable magical powers.

Luo Feng didn't think too much when he gave it to him. It was one of the lower-grade weapons in his weapons warehouse. He picked it out casually and gave it as a return gift. However, Jiang Qiluo felt like she had found a treasure and couldn't put it down. She felt that she had never received one in her life. Such a thoughtful gift.

If Luo Feng hadn't said that this was a token of love, she would have slept with Luo Feng on the spot to repay the gift of the knife.

After getting the Full Moon Scimitar, she immediately threw away the sword-hiding crutch that had been with her for half her life, and regarded this magic sword as her natal weapon.

The leader of the Black Miao clan was shocked and said to himself: "It is rumored that the traitor Jiang was a famous and fierce female general among the Bai Miao clan when she was young. Even though that woman has a tender face, she has a murderous aura that cannot be faked. Could it be that the magic of the Central Plains can really rejuvenate one’s youth?”

When Grandma Jiang was old, she was able to fight her way out of Nanzhao. Now that she has regained her youth, her physical fitness is at its peak, and she has a peerless sword in her hand, the black man is more vigilant and no longer dares to be arrogant. More than a thousand people surrounded Shuiyue Palace. The Miao warriors also lost their momentum and did not dare to act rashly.

Luo Feng smiled and said: "You know how powerful it is, right? I will give you another chance to live. I will show you the true identity of these ignorant, stupid and stubborn monks out of mercy, so that you can understand your situation and what you are facing." What kind of existence is it!”

Puffing up his chest, Luo Feng said proudly: "The poor monk has a lecherous name. He is a monk in Moko Temple. He has a little reputation in the Central Plains martial arts community. He is loved by the warriors in the Central Plains. He respects the poor monk as the commander-in-chief of the human defense force. He is given a poem title by others. "Demons and devils see sorrow, and the mind of Zen is hard to fathom. When it is wide, it pervades the Dharma Realm, but when it is narrow, there is no need for needles." Monk Luo!"

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, when Luo Feng introduced himself as his family, a group of alien barbarians turned pale with fright. The barbarians who were still a little uneasy after being frightened by Jiang Qiluo felt as if they had seen a natural enemy, and their morale dropped before the battle started. Already messed up.

Who is Luo Shen Monk?

Even this group of foreigners have heard about it. He was a peerless werewolf who killed demons and brought fear to the Shushan sect. Regardless of whether they are good or bad, righteous or evil, mentioning such a person will give them a huge headache.

The ambitious leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult specially wrote his name on the wall next to his bed. He worried about him every day and regarded him as a serious problem. He believed that as long as Luo Shen Monk died, his dream of dominating the Central Plains would not be realized!