11-Buddhist Saint (1/2)

Si Wujiu had seen the Dark Butterfly in his previous life and was infected.

Si Qingyan checked carefully and did not find the mark of the Dark Butterfly.

[It should be the Three Lives Order that washed away his mark]

The system guessed.

Si Qingyan felt that the system was not like a system, but rather like the incarnation of a certain big boss. Or rather, the system was often replaced by the big boss and said a few words of explanation.

Si Qingyan raised an eyebrow.

[The Three Lives Order was passed down from ancient times and was cast by an unknown person who was proficient in the way of time and space. There are three of them, namely the previous life, this life, and the next life. Si Wujiu should have received the present life order. The three tokens have their own functions and have long been lost. ]

This system can read people's eyes.

The present life order allows this life to come back again, so the previous life order should return to the previous life, and the next life order leads to the future, or the next life? The six paths of reincarnation are mysterious.

After washing away the mark, Si Wujiu was still not infected. Was it because of the Three Lives Order, or because the Dark Butterfly infection would not be re-infected after it was relieved? If there is a chance, find someone infected by the Dark Butterfly to try. His Red Butterfly can be controlled freely, so the Dark Butterfly should be able to do the same. In fact, the possibility of the Three Lives Order is greater.

"Young Ancestor, when are we going out? Also, do you want to tell my father? What if he still wants you to go to Tianzong?"

"Keep it a secret for now, wait two days, and prepare." Si Qingyan felt that this matter still needed to be communicated to the head of the Si family. For such a big event, the Si family must be prepared, and they have to hide. The old immortal in Tianzong is good at divination. There are too many people who know about the Black Dragon, and sooner or later they will be found.

"Tell Dad?" Si Wujiu revealed the biggest worry in his heart, and he felt relieved all of a sudden. He had a blind trust in Si Qingyan.

"Say it." Si Qingyan was still hesitating, should he ask the Si family to go out and hide?

The gap between the Emperor Realm and the Emperor Realm is too big, and a hundred Emperor Realms are not enough to fight the Emperor Realm. Even if the old immortal in Tianzong is dying, it is not something they can easily solve.

"Then I will eat the head of the Si family too." Ao Wu smiled.

With his excellent temperament and appearance, he looked a bit vulgar when he smiled like this.

The head of the Si family, who was about to look for his son, was swallowed by Ao Wu before he could react. Everyone looked at each other in Ao Wu's stomach.

"You bastards, you scared me." The head of the Si family was scared. A handsome man's head suddenly turned into a huge dragon head, with a bloody mouth opened, and his eyes went black, and he was swallowed in an instant.

As soon as he entered, he found that his bastard was showing a gloating smile, the young ancestor also looked a little smiling, and the black dragon was smiling very happily.

Si Qingyan first told Si Wujiu's prophetic dream. His tone was serious, and the head of the Si family became serious from the initial carelessness.

"Cangzhou still needs to find a way to evacuate..." The head of the Si family thought of this first.

"Dad, leave it to me." Si Wujiu thought of the devastation of the living beings, and he couldn't bear it. Warriors are people, and those who don't practice are also people. In the previous life, the Si family also went there, but Cangzhou was too chaotic, and it was not easy to interfere, so the chaos was not suppressed.

"Everything will depend on next year. Tianzong... dare not act openly, and the Si family also has old friends." Although the head of the Si family said so, he did not think so in his heart. If that old man really wants to die, he will definitely spare no effort.

"If he really dares to do it, I am not afraid. I will send him to death even if I exhaust my foundation." The head of the Si family sneered.

There is also a gap between the emperor realm and the emperor realm. The strongest is undoubtedly the sword emperor, who can break all laws with one force. The one in Tianzong is mean and mean. He has calculated many people by divination, and his ability is all in the layout. The Si family has been passed down for countless years, and the family style is very positive. When others encounter difficulties, they have helped a lot. Over time, the accumulated family assets are very amazing. But the Si family is not the kind of person who is ostentatious and likes to make a fortune quietly. On the surface, it is considered a first-class family, but in fact it is very hidden.

"I'll sneak into Tianzong, Wujiu, you and Brother Long go to Cangzhou."

Si Qingyan felt it was necessary to try the effect of the red butterfly on the Tianzong man.

"No, it's too dangerous."

Except for Si Qingyan, the other three reached a consensus.

"Brother Long, do you have a way to make an incarnation? I'll take a fake one to bluff that person, and see if I can make a fake dragon ball..." Si Qingyan had an idea.

The head of the Si family couldn't help but almost laughed out loud. What did the young ancestor think? Not to mention, as long as it can be concealed, it's quite useful.

"The dragon clan has a secret method, but it can only last for a period of time, and it can't fight, it's easy to be exposed."

"How long can it last?" Si Qingyan asked.

"Three to five years." Ao Wu smiled.

"Enough." Si Qingyan and Ao Wu looked at each other, and a strange light flashed in their eyes.

"What if this is discovered? The young ancestor can't take risks." The head of the Si family was worried.

"I have a way to save his life." As long as there is a red butterfly alive, Si Qingyan will not die.

The head of the Si family was still worried. The young master was still a child, how could he wade into such muddy water.

"Incarnation outside the body."

Si Qingyan released another red butterfly.

It fluttered its wings and flew into the hands of the head of the Si family.

"What kind of creature is this? It's a bit strange." The head of the Si family poked it with his finger and passed through the butterfly's wings.

It seemed to be unreal and real, without a trace of power, as if it didn't exist at all, and it gave people a feeling of extreme danger.

"Companion spirit fire." As soon as Si Qingyan changed her voice, the red butterfly turned into a ball of dark red flame, and the void was burned and twisted.

"It's worthy of being the young master!" Si Wujiu showed an admiring look.

Ao Wu was not surprised. Ever since he passed the tribulation, he felt that Si Qingyan was a powerful person with mysterious means. It was normal for him to have any amazing skills.

"It is a blessing for our Si family to have the young master here." The head of the Si family smiled proudly.

"There is no problem with escaping. And we already knew it in advance and can deal with it."

Si Qingyan took this opportunity to mark the head of the Si family as well.

If he was not afraid of accidents and couldn't control it in the end, he would have wanted to mark the entire Si family.

Now the marking is for the convenience of communication. Using the red butterfly to transmit the message will not be discovered by anyone. If there is any accident, it can be resolved in time. It will be more troublesome to resolve it when there are too many.

"I will go to Tianzong, Wujiu and Brother Long will go to Cangzhou to notify the Lin family in advance. Don't be idle, go around and take a look. If you find anything suspicious, write it down." Si Qingyan felt that the troops should be divided into two groups.

"It's better for me to show up than the child." The head of the Si family is a life of worry. What if the Lin family detained the child? At this moment, he had forgotten that Ao Wu was an emperor and could definitely walk sideways in Cang Ya.

"Uncle Ming, let Wu Jiu handle Cangzhou in advance. It's a good opportunity for him to gain experience. If it doesn't work, you can come forward. The clan also wants you to stay. Discuss with the clan members first and find a suitable place to move. If there is really a fire next year, move the Si family there. When the people are in trouble, the entire Si family cannot be sacrificed. Only by surviving can we do more things."

The head of the Si family is named Ming Shen, and Si Qingyan usually calls him Uncle Ming.

Si Qingyan's words are considerate, and the head of the Si family's heart is warmed all of a sudden. He has always regarded the young ancestor of the Si family as half a son, and the other half is respect. Now he feels particularly relieved. Among so many people in the Si family, there is finally a man with a plan.

It is better to take the straight path than to seek the crooked path.

Sometimes you have to be flexible.

The head of the Si family saw a little bit of the meaning, and the young ancestor's heart was dark.

"Young Ancestor, I'll do as you say." The head of the Si family is also a bold man. He has a cold and serious face of a sword cultivator, but his mind is full of twists and turns.

The Si family has always selected the head of the family according to this standard. The head of the family will deal with things, and the others can practice as they please.

The four exchanged glances with each other, and a little excitement rose in their hearts.

"The emperor realm is not easy to fool. There is a rare treasure in Buddhism, named Beiye, which can be used to cover any magic. It happens that Jing Liuli will visit recently, so we can talk to her." The head of the Si family quickly began to consider the specific details.

The younger generation should meet each other, and it is best to learn from each other, verify what they have learned, and determine who is better. Buddhism and the Si family have a good relationship. Si Qingyan had seen Jing Liuli's name in Taiyi Ancient Realm a long time ago, but did not have time to see the real person.

After receiving the voice transmission, Jing Liuli arrived soon.

She was wearing a gray-white monk's robe, a very clean face, a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, a pure and peaceful temperament, and she was silent. When she lowered her eyes, she had a sense of piety and compassion. It's just that his head is bald and he has nine scars from his ordination. He looks like a monk.

"Born this way." Jing Liuli saw Si Qingyan's eyes on her head and smiled lightly. She didn't mind it at all.

"Mr. Si, are you practicing sword?"

Shaozu is the name of the Si family. Others who are not Si Qingyan's juniors will not call him that. When talking about Si Qingyan in casual conversation, they still say that he is the Shaozu of the Si family in Yazhou.

"Practice."

In front of outsiders, Si Qingyan has always been taciturn.

Most of the Si family members are like this. They look silent, cold and reliable.

"This time, I came here just to learn Mr. Si's swordsmanship."

Jing Liuli was a little embarrassed.

"Please." Si Qingyan raised his hand.

The two went to the martial arts field together.

As a family of swordsmanship, the martial arts field was built very wide, some closed and some open. Jing Liuli had no taboos, so the two fought in public.

All of a sudden, all the people in the Si family, whether they were in retreat or not, elders, peers, and juniors, all came.

Jing Liuli closed her eyes, her breathing was still steady.

Si Qingyan was keenly aware of her emotions, she was excited.

How would the Buddhists fight? Use the Buddha seal? Or the vajra, the purple gold bowl?

"Mr. Si, be careful."

Jing Liuli put her hands together and recited a Sanskrit passage. She was surrounded by golden light and quickly transformed from a young girl into a three-meter-tall golden arhat, with strong muscles, fierce and ferocious face, wide eyes, and fists.

That was really a fist as big as a casserole.

In an instant, the whole audience was silent.

"Our saint girl was born with an arhat Dharma body, and is most suitable for practicing the Buddha's "Immortal Divine Art."

The little monk who came with Jing Liuli proudly introduced.

Si Qingyan drew his sword, and a clear sword light broke through the air and pointed directly at the arhat's chest. The onlookers could feel the sharpness of the sword light, and the swords were stabbed with pain.

The sound of metal and iron came, and a shallow white mark appeared on the thick and strong chest muscles of the golden body arhat, which disappeared quickly.

No one thought that there was anything wrong with the position where Si Qingyan attacked, not even Si Qingyan.

Hiss——

They all recognized the sword in Si Qingyan's hand. It was a rare holy realm long sword with icy properties and was very sharp.

Due to the limitation of his cultivation, Si Qingyan could only exert 30% of the power of the sword, which was enough to kill the Dao realm across levels.

Even with the advantage of the weapon, he still couldn't cut the golden body, and the white mark disappeared instantly.

This is not a saint, it is clearly a Vajra Arhat.

"Don't hold back."

Jing Liuli's voice was still the same, gentle as water.

It was particularly unpleasant to be said by a strong man.

For ten years, Si Qingyan has only practiced basic swordsmanship, and has trained every move and every test to instinct, and has mastered it thoroughly. The more he practiced, the more he found basic swordsmanship interesting, so he did not learn powerful swordsmanship. All swordsmanship in the world comes from basic swordsmanship.

A stubborn person is fearless.

Today, I will use basic swordsmanship to meet the enemy.

The sword is like frost and snow, and every move and style is extremely concise.

The sword stabbed out plainly, but the angle was very tricky.

The fist of the Vajra Arhat, which was as big as a casserole, missed every time, and he didn't even touch the sword, let alone hit Si Qingyan.

Si Qingyan didn't learn the light body skills, but he learned the formation well, with high physical strength and extremely fast speed. He landed in a certain way, and was not bound by any moves. He moved at will, maintaining a speed that everyone could see clearly, but Jing Liuli couldn't catch up.

Every time he landed at an angle that Jing Liuli couldn't attack, the tip of the sword lightly touched, leaving a white mark.

Because Si Qingyan's moves might be simple, everyone can understand them. Gradually, they are immersed in that leisurely rhythm, relaxed, at ease, and like feeding moves, they lead Jing Liuli to spin around.

This is a superb realm of swordsmanship.

If you blindly pursue powerful sword moves, you will ignore the basics.

No one speaks, and everyone watches the battle quietly.

The speed at which the white marks disappear is getting slower and slower. Before the previous one disappears, the next one falls, blocking the recovery process.

It's not good to drag it on like this. Si Qingyan didn't even use his spiritual power. He only relied on the sharpness of the sword itself.

Jing Liuli felt that he was doomed to defeat as the battle went on. He pushed his palms forward and made a seal.

"Subdue the demon——"

Seeing that Si Qingyan had no intention of resisting, Jing Liuli was about to stop, but his whole body suddenly cracked into countless cracks, like porcelain that was broken after being dried, and a golden light shone brightly for a while.

The accumulation of sword marks can also break the golden body of Arhat.

Jing Liuli returned to her female form, her face pale, her hands clasped together. After two breaths of silence, her face recovered, her tone calm.

"I lost."

"I have the advantage of the sword, the Saint's Dharma body is extraordinary, we will fight again tomorrow."

Si Qingyan put away the sword, his attitude calm and polite.

"I have gained a lot from practicing with the Saint, why not have an exchange?"

Jing Liuli nodded, understanding what he meant. Is there something to discuss? The Buddhist practice is a combination of hardness and softness. She just learned "hardness" and today she has a little understanding of "softness". Sure enough, fighting is the best way to grow.

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