Chapter 513 Legend

Price?

What price can I pay?

The little monk was about to cry.

He tried to stand up from his collapsed body, but he felt so powerless.

It seemed that, apart from what Xu Xiaoshou had just said, that he would take off all his clothes and throw them out to feed the dogs, it was difficult to find any other so-called "price", right?

"Xu Xiaoshou!"

Mu Zixi couldn't stand it anymore, "How can you bully him? He's just a child!"

"Bully?"

Xu Xiaoshou was amused, "Little Junior Sister, can you wake up? I'm standing up for you."

"But..."

Mu Zixi hesitated for a moment.

He was yelling!

He was being hunted down for no reason, and having such a senior brother to help him out was what he had always dreamed of, wasn't it?

But...

Watching this little monk being completely defeated step by step from words to heart under Xu Xiaoshou's eyes, and even the only treasure left on his body was taken away in the end.

If I don't speak up to stop him, will this monk be left with nothing?

"This is too much..."

The little girl muttered.

The little monk is so miserable.

Even though she is actually the victim, she can't help but feel sympathy at this moment.

"How about, forget it?"

"He is already like this..." Mu Zixi pointed at the little monk on the ground and said timidly.

"Yeah, yeah." Bu Le nodded desperately.

At this time, looking at the female donor who he thought was a demon, his eyes were so kind.

"What can he look like?"

Xu Xiaoshou rolled his eyes: "He didn't lose any arms or legs, and he also has two eyes and a nose. The whole person is intact. You are so good, saying it as if I did something inhumane."

Bu Le: "..."

Mu Zixi: "..."

Everyone present was speechless.

This Xu Xiaoshou...

You really didn't do any actual harm.

But after all these words and actions, didn't you see that the little monk's soul was hurt?

"The Prison Magic Wand, the Buddha-Slaying Knife..."

Yu Zhiwen murmured.

Her attention was not on these small details at all. Instead, after thinking for a while, she asked in surprise: "Are you a disciple of the Western Region Buddhist Sect?"

"Uh... yes." Bu Le hesitated and turned his head to look.

He had noticed this beautiful big sister a long time ago.

But at that time, the two sides did not talk, and he could not speak, so he did not know the origin of this big sister... uh, this female donor.

But it seems that after his remarks, Xu Xiaoshou was unmoved.

On the other hand, look at this female donor.

Among the people present, is this the only one who recognizes his identity?

"There is a grudge against the Buddha..."

Yu Zhiwen muttered again, frowned and asked: "If the Buddha has grudges, the hell should be full, and the North Huai has no tears and the sky is also hurt... The master you are talking about is this 'there is a grudge against the Buddha', right?"

"Yeah, yeah." The little monk Bu Le nodded desperately.

Great!

Now I'm saved!

Finally, an acquaintance knows the origin of the master!

He was surprised and asked, "Do you know my master?"

"I know him, but he can't know me." Yu Zhiwen smiled and said, "I just heard the legend of 'The Buddha has a grudge'."

"Is that so..." The little monk's eyes dimmed.

Yes.

The master has been gone for so many years.

This female donor is so young, how could she really know him!

I really... have a wild imagination.

"What are you talking about?" Xu Xiaoshou looked over curiously, "What are you talking about?"

Yu Zhiwen smiled lightly, "Haven't you heard of it? The legend of the Ten Thrones in the Central Region."

"Ten Thrones?"

Xu Xiaoshou was startled.

He had indeed heard of this title.

If I remember correctly, it seems that the Eighth Sword Immortal is also among them?

"So, this has something to do with those... Buddha has a grudge thing you said?" Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyebrows.

"Of course."

Yu Zhiwen said: "Perhaps the most widely circulated in the East Region is the legend of the Eighth Sword Immortal."

"But the fight for the ten thrones in the Central Region was a bloody one."

"Just his master..."

Yu Zhiwen pointed at the little monk and said: "The gold content of the ten thrones in his master's session was almost the highest in history. Almost all the strong men in the five regions of the continent went out to compete for the ten supreme thrones."

"The poem I mentioned was a small password given by the bard who was good at doing things back then, according to the ranking of the ten thrones."

"Who are they?" Xu Xiaoshou's interest was immediately raised.

Yu Zhiwen exhaled lightly, with a more yearning look in her eyes, and chanted softly:

"Kui Lei Han, Ba Zun An, the gods and ghosts are unpredictable in the sky."

"Gou Wu Yue, Nv Er Xiang, kill the red dust and fight the ghost gate."

"If Buddha has resentment, the hell should be full, and Bei Huai has no tears, the sky is also hurt."

"The moon is drunk and has empty hatred, half loves the common people and half loves Guanghan!"

She tilted her head and smiled, "It's easy to remember, right?"

"It's really easy to remember..."

Xu Xiaoshou echoed unconsciously, and was slightly stunned.

In just a few words, he not only heard several familiar names.

Even in these few words, one can still get a glimpse of the glory of that era when geniuses emerged in large numbers, as well as the clanging sounds of swords and sabers.

This bard's chanting is really too good!

"Ten thrones, ten people?" he asked.

"Yes." Yu Zhiwen nodded, "One sentence, one person."

"Hiss."

Xu Xiaoshou finally understood the origin of this little monk.

Have a grudge against Buddha?

If Buddha has a grudge, hell should be full?

He looked at the little monk who collapsed on the ground in disbelief.

This guy has such a great origin?

The Eighth Sword Immortal is also one of the Ten Thrones.

Then put it another way...

Isn't this little monk equivalent to the direct disciple of the Eighth Sword Immortal?

"Nima..."

Xu Xiaoshou was crazy.

At this moment, he suddenly had the idea of ​​returning the "Hell Void Magic Wand" and "Buddha-Slaying Knife".

It's easy to invite Buddha, but it's hard to send Buddha away!

We have taken advantage of this opportunity, but what if someone comes to settle the score in the future?

Bu Le looked at the shock in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes and saw the guy's respect for his master.

His chubby face wrinkled, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"How about it, my master is very powerful!"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the guy's smug look, as if he could see what he was thinking.

——Now that you know my master's identity, you still dare to mess with me?

He immediately felt unhappy, "Little guy, your master is so powerful, and you are embarrassing him like this?"

"I violated all three Buddhist precepts and almost became a demon."

"Do you have the nerve to speak?"

Xu Xiaoshou pulled the corner of his mouth and said bitterly: "If I were you, I would probably be so ashamed that I would commit suicide on the spot."

Bu Le: "..."

His smile froze.

His cheeks burned red for a moment, and he was really about to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Xu Xiaoshou."

Mu Zixi shouted again, with a little more worry in her eyes.

I didn't know that the little monk had such a great background before, so I could let Xu Xiaoshou teach this little guy a lesson.

But now...

I have nothing to do.

The other party's background is so powerful.

There is really no need to offend my senior brother just to stand up for me.

"It doesn't matter."

Xu Xiaoshou knew what the girl was thinking.

He didn't care much.

It can be seen that the little monk's family education is actually not bad, and he is a master who can distinguish right from wrong.

I just gave him some enlightenment and helped him understand his own demonic obstacles, and even break through the demonic obstacles.

This kindness is not to be underestimated.

In the final analysis, Bu Le has come to this point today because he is too young, too willful, and insists on his own way. He has no bad intentions.

"Ten thrones..."

Xu Xiaoshou was attracted by the ten thrones.

He came back to his senses and asked, "You said that the ten thrones are ranked according to their ranks."

"Then who is the 'Kui Lei Han' in the first sentence?"

"Can he be ranked ahead of the Eighth Sword Immortal?"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't believe it.

In the East Region.

Even on the entire continent, the Eighth Sword Immortal, who was rumored to be so amazing, was only ranked second?

Then who is the first one?

"Kui Lei Han..."

Yu Zhiwen's eyes showed respect.

"Kui Lei Han, the Eighth Sword Immortal, is unpredictable!"

"This senior is not only ranked ahead of the Eighth Sword Immortal."

"With him, the current Lord of the Holy Spirit Hall can only retreat to third place..."

Xu Xiaoshou finally reacted.

Indeed.

This great man has overwhelmed the two strongest fighters he has known so far!

One is the sword.

The other is the art of heaven.

They are both extremely awesome people.

"So, who is he?" Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but ask again.

Yu Zhiwen calmed down and said slowly: "Kui Leihan's real name is Cao Yihan. He is a weapon builder. The reason why he ranks first among the ten seats..."

After a pause, Yu Zhiwen suddenly frowned.

"In fact, the order of the ten seats should not be like this. Many people basically have no intention of fighting again after fighting to the end."

"Just like Ai Cangsheng, who is at the end, and Kong Yuhen, who is the finale."

"One is one of the three emperors of the current Holy Temple, and the other has mastered the attribute of time."

"If they really fight, even the Eighth Sword Immortal may not be his opponent."

"Time?" Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.

He had heard of the spatial attribute.

Ye Xiaotian was it.

But time...

So far, the only one who can use a little bit of the ability related to the rules of time seems to be the Nine Swordsmen among the Three Swordsmen?

This is just a little bit of fur.

So, in this world, is there really someone who has mastered the "time" attribute?

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.

This talent...

Sure enough, comparing people will only make you angry!

"So?" he asked, "So, why is Kuilehan the first?"

Yu Zhiwen brought the topic back and said, "The reason why Kuilehan ranks first is because he used a kind of unparalleled power in the competition for the ten thrones at that time."

"A product of the times, a power that has never appeared before!"

"What power?"

This time, not only Xu Xiaoshou was attracted.

Even Mu Zixi, the young monk, Xu Xiaoji, who was curled up in a corner in the distance, and Ajie, who liked to study, stretched their necks and listened.

"Psychic power!"

Yu Zhiwen said calmly: "At first, it was just telepathy. Later, after the battle, and after enlightenment, Que Leihan completely transformed it into a new form of power - thorough spiritual telepathy!"

"Psychic power?"

"Total awareness?"

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

He felt his head buzzing, as if something was coming through.

"Could the telepathy you're talking about be..."

"What is it?" Yu Zhiwen turned his head.

"No."

Xu Xiaoshou breathed out, thinking of his ten sword fingers, and of the "mind power" he had enlightened in Tianxuan Sect.

Will it be... the same kind?

Yu Zhiwen didn't take it seriously and continued to explain: "Thought power is a special power that combines one's own form, energy, and spirit to transform thoughts into substance."

"This kind of power can only be considered okay."

"Although in terms of conceptual output, it really surpasses all previous ideas."

"But in terms of actual strength, when it comes to spiritual skills that can truly destroy the world, it can only be called 'not bad'."

"But 'Total Mind' is different."

Yu Zhiwen exclaimed in amazement, and then said: "On the basis of the original telepathy, the mind of the soul is added with the thoughts of the spiritual master, and it completely communicates with the way of heaven."

"Moreover, it can also intercept in a short time... no, it should be said that it completely controls part of the power of heaven!"

"Control..."

Yu Zhiwen said that he couldn't believe it, but he continued.

“Isn’t the power to control the way of heaven the power of God?”

"Who can believe this?"

"No one believes it!" she asked herself.

"So, when everyone didn't believe it at the time, Que Leihan used his own thunder attribute, combined with his telekinesis, to communicate with the way of heaven, and then transformed into the original body of the first generation of the God of Punishment - God of Punishment and Tribulation!"

"God of Punishment, Punishment and Tribulation..."

She shook her head, her eyes full of admiration: "The emergence of this first-generation Shen Shen Nian really overturned the previous power system, and successfully allowed Que Leihan at that time to master the power of Taixu with the power of cutting Dao. force."

"He even stole a trace of the divine power above the Holy Emperor!"

"With this kind of divine power, I heard that even half-saints have to avoid the edge temporarily when encountering it!"

"hiss!"

The whole place suddenly gasped.

Even the little monk Bu Le was shocked at this moment.

His master is indeed the ten-seat Buddha with a grudge.

But he left early, and he rarely revealed the legends about his peak period.

So much so that he was unhappy about such secrets and basically didn't know anything about them.

In the past, I only knew that Master was very powerful, but I didn’t know how powerful Master was.

But now, he understands.

To be able to be ranked in the top ten ranks with a person who can threaten the semi-saints in the Dao-killing realm, Master, you are so awesome... uh, you are so powerful!

Xu Xiaoshou's thinking is completely different from Buhue.

What shocked him was the "power of thought".

According to what Yu Zhiwen said, the power he had previously comprehended in Tianxuan Sect was indeed the initial form of "Penetrating Divine Thought".

but!

Isn’t this what you learned from the “Ten Sword Fingers”?

Isn't this what the Eighth Sword Immortal realized by himself?

Why did he get involved with Quirehan?

some of……

"The telepathy you are talking about, ah, no, the power of penetrating the mind, punishing gods and punishing tribulations? Is it really what Kuileihan himself understood, and didn't he plagiarize other people's achievements?" Xu Xiaoshou was surprised and suspicious.

"Plagiarism?"

Yu Zhiwen was immediately amused.

"As the founder of the first generation of Cheshen Nian, how can you use the word 'plagiarism' to describe it?"

“Who could he plagiarize from?”

"Who can provide him with 'plagiarized' ideas?"

"In other words, all the second-generation pure thoughts that appear in the world today have truly plagiarized Que Leihan's ideological crystallization."

"It's just that, in terms of strength, there are very few people who can reach the level of the first-generation Pure Soul Mind."

As she spoke, her eyes suddenly focused on Bu Le, and she said with a smile: "Little monk, if I read correctly, the golden Buddha's light that bloomed on your body just now should be the 'Three Spiritual Thoughts', right?"

"Uh..." Bu Le's face turned red.

Plagiarism…

He couldn't accept the word.

Yu Zhiwen turned to look at Xu Xiaoshou: "The 'wish power' of the Buddhist sect is the second generation of the mind of the gods. It is developed by the resentful Buddha based on the first generation of the mind of the gods, 'punishment of gods and punishments', combined with his own Buddhism." from."

"There are very few existences in this world that can compete with the first generation of Toshen Nian."

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

No wonder.

No wonder the virtual image behind the little monk appeared just now, and the Buddha's light burst out all over his body.

He couldn't even stabilize himself even with the "counter-shock" of the Grandmaster's body, and was suddenly thrown away.

"The second generation of Toshen Nian?"

He murmured and suddenly asked: "Besides the 'wish power' of the Western Region Buddhist Sect you mentioned, among the second-generation Cheshen Nian, what else is more famous?"

Yu Zhiwen smiled and said, "You are a sword cultivator. You should ask yourself this question."

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

He reacted immediately and exclaimed.

"Jian Nian?"

"right!"

Yu Zhiwen smiled and nodded.

"According to legend, the Eighth Sword Immortal and Que Lei Han are close friends."

"This sword thought was developed based on Kui Leihan's 'God Punishment Tribulation', after the two of them discussed it together. It is the most advanced existence among the second generation of Che Shen Mind."

"Kui Leihan used the way of a spirit refiner to enter Che Shen Mind."

"The Eighth Sword Immortal is different. He is both a spirit refiner and an ancient sword cultivator."

"In an attempt to surpass the thoughts of his predecessors, he did not use the so-called spirit refiner to enter the Tao, but purely used the most direct mind power to condense."

"Then, he actually used the ancient sword cultivator's cultivation method, The system of "Sword Thoughts" has been thoroughly understood."

"It is different from other thorough thoughts."

"If we talk about the pure form of "Through Thoughts", even Kui Leihan himself calls "Sword Thoughts" the first."

"And, unlike the second-generation thorough thoughts of other spirit refiners, this "Sword Thoughts" that is unique to the sword path, there is no second place below the first place."

Yu Zhiwen raised a finger, "The only one!"

"So that's it..."

Xu Xiaoshou finally understood what he had just realized.

It turns out that his mind power has such an origin.

He suddenly remembered something.

Sword Thoughts, since it is the only one.

Doesn't it mean that its practice method is also the only one?

His pupils suddenly shrank, and Xu Xiaoshou felt that he had found a blind spot.

"Sword Thoughts, how to practice?"

When this ridiculous question came out, not only the little monk, but also Mu Zixi was confused.

"Xu Xiaoshou, are you stupid? You ask others how to practice sword thoughts, but you yourself..."

"Huh?"

She paused as she spoke.

Yes!

Xu Xiaoshou, how could he practice sword thoughts?

Yu Zhiwen glanced at Xu Xiaoshou strangely.

She was still immersed in the splendor of the past, unable to extricate herself. She didn't think of this for a moment, and just said softly:

"Sword thoughts, there are indeed ways to practice them, but unfortunately I don't know how to do it."

"Legend has it that after the eighth sword immortal understood sword thoughts, he combined all the essence of ancient sword cultivation and wrote a book called "Sword Viewing Classics."

"This sword thought, if you want to practice it, you can only find the lost "Sword Viewing Classics."

"You ask this... huh?"

She suddenly stopped talking.

Xu Xiaoshou... also knows sword thoughts!

Yu Zhiwen:? ? ?

"Your sword thoughts..."

Rubbing.

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked and his steps retreated one after another.

He couldn't hear anything.

When the three words "Guan Jian Dian" appeared, his mind buzzed again, and he understood everything completely.

"Sloppy uncle!"

"That sloppy uncle, he gave me "Guan Jian Dian"..."

"So!"

Xu Xiaoshou stared in disbelief.

So he actually met the Eighth Sword Immortal?

That man is the Eighth Sword Immortal? !

"No, no!"

Xu Xiaoshou instantly overturned his own inference.

If the Eighth Sword Immortal is that uncle.

Then where should he put the masked man "Saint Slave" that he had originally speculated?

It's impossible that these two guys really fulfilled the most impossible reasoning in his heart...

"Are they the same person?"

"Saint Slave was created by the Eighth Sword Immortal?"

"Oh my God..."

Xu Xiaoshou felt that his brain was a mess!

"Xu Xiaoshou?"

"Xu Xiaoshou!"

"Called, passive value, +1."

"Called, passive value, +1."

"..."

The sound in his ears became louder and louder. Xu Xiaoshou barely came to his senses and saw Yu Zhiwen and Mu Zixi looking at him with worry.

"I'm fine."

He waved his hands quickly.

"I know you're fine." Yu Zhiwen's concern was not here, "What did you think of..."

"No."

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head and couldn't say another word for a while.

"The Eighth Sword Immortal?"

"No." Xu Xiaoshou denied.

"Hmm..."

Yu Zhiwen narrowed his eyes and was also frightened by his own speculation, but he immediately overturned it.

"It's impossible that he is the Eighth Sword Immortal."

"The Sword Viewing Classic has long been lost, but there are indeed some methods of practicing sword thoughts left now. Although they are incomplete, they can still be found in two places."

"Perhaps, what you got is the incomplete sword thought practice method from those two places."

Lost...

Xu Xiaoshou thought to himself that there was no such thing as lost.

At that time, the sloppy uncle killed the red dog with two fingers, and an ancient book was slapped in front of him.

How could this be lost?

This is the original version of the Sword Viewing Classic!

"Where?"

He didn't show it, but asked along with the words.

"Canyue Immortal City, and the Sword Burial Tomb." Yu Zhiwen said.

"Hmm?"

Xu Xiaoshou came back to his senses immediately.

Sword Burial Tomb?

He remembered that the Three Swordsmen seemed to come out from here, right?

Yes.

They also know sword thoughts...

"Tell me?" Xu Xiaoshou raised his head and ended his thoughts.

"Canyue Immortal City was actually established in the last few decades, but it is very popular and is about to take over the title of the number one sword cultivation force in the Eastern Region."

"Because its founder is said to be the registered disciple of the Eighth Sword Immortal."

"If the "Sword Viewing Classic" is lost, the most likely place for it to appear should be Canyue Immortal City."

"As for the Sword Burial Mound..."

"The Sword Burial Mound is a place that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day. It was originally a mountain named 'Dongshan'."

"But because it gathered the fate of all the swords in the world and fell down, it was also called the 'Sword Burial Mound'."

"Speaking of the Sword Burial Mound..."

Yu Zhiwen said, paused for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face.

"There is a very interesting legend about the Sword Burial Mound."

"What legend?" Xu Xiaoshou looked over.

"Actually, it's not a legend, it's a fact."

Yu Zhiwen's smile became even bigger.

"The leader of each generation of the Sword Burial Mound is called the 'Sword Bearer', and Wen Ting, the Sword Bearer of this generation, is a good friend who traveled around the world with the Eighth Sword Immortal before he became famous."

"He is very strong."

"But how strong is he? No one knows."

"Because no matter how strong he is, as long as he is a sword cultivator, no one can match him under the brilliance of the Eighth Sword Immortal."

"But his brilliance was finally seen by the world..."

"It was after the Eighth Sword Immortal fell!"

Yu Zhiwen kept it a secret.

"Why?"

There is no doubt that the interest of several people present was aroused.

"Because..."

Yu Zhiwen covered her mouth, with an unstoppable smile between her eyebrows.

She seemed to be imitating the tone of the storyteller at that time, with a hint of mischief and teasing in her tone.

"Because it was the death of the Eighth Sword Immortal that made people realize..."

"Ah! It turns out that the one who killed all the five domains with the Eighth Sword Immortal was not only the sword holder of Yue Lian, the top of the famous sword list, but also one of the Seven Sword Immortals?"

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