Chapter 650 Lu Bei, Lu Dong

   The sky is clear, the vast ocean stretches as far as the eye can see, and the two blues of light and dark meet in the distant sky.

   In the eastern part of Xiongchu, the sharp sword mountain range is directly inserted into the sea, and it cuts the waves without stopping.

  Banlang Mountain.

The    mountains extend straight out of the land, hence the name Broken Waves.

  The sea breeze is gentle, the green shades of the mountains dance with the wind, the tall city walls are erected in four fields, and the mountain protection formations are connected end to end, hiding large pavilions and pavilions.

  Zhanhai Pavilion.

  Zhanhai Pavilion is the Xiuxian Mountain Gate in the eastern part of the majestic Chu Dynasty. From the beginning of its establishment, the suzeraints passed down from generation to generation are all descendants of the ancient family.

   But Zhanhai Pavilion is not the emperor's extremist sect, and its scale and influence in Xiongchu cannot be compared with the emperor's extremity.

   Entering directly into one's own people, using the throne and resources as the temptation, only three or five generations can dye a mountain gate with the color of an ancient family.

   It's not that easy to transform into your own shape, and you need to work harder.

  For example, Xuantian Temple has been attacked for thousands of years, but the progress bar has not moved much, let alone changed its shape, and the monks can’t enter the meditation room.

  Until this generation of princes, there was a natural Buddha, Gu Zongchen, who came into the world, and the abbot of Xuantian Temple, if he was a treasure, accepted him as a direct disciple, and taught the supreme Buddha Dharma - I alone respect the scriptures.

   Sword Blade Peak, Mingyue Building.

   The monk in white sits cross-legged on the roof tiles, surrounded by peaceful Buddha light, facing the sea, with a ghostly shadow of a golden wheel on his back.

   He has a refined and handsome face, with a red lotus pattern between his eyebrows, red lips and white teeth. He is a little white-faced monk who makes the female bodhisattvas unable to close their legs at a glance.

   Gu Zongchen.

"Monk, you said that you have no worldly desires, why did your family say that you came to the coast of the East China Sea in a hurry?" The thick black mist protruded from the golden wheel, turning into a hideous grimace, in the ear of Gu Zongchen Laugh arrogantly.

   The extraterrestrial demons bewitched the evil words, and if they were ordinary Buddhist practitioners, they had already become a demon with a layer of gold paint on the outside, and as dark as they wanted inside.

   But for Gu Zongchen, the mind of the devil is also a practice, and because he practiced every day and every night, he has long been accustomed to the extraterritorial demon named Lu Dong.

   The mood is calm and even a little boring.

   That's it, do you have any other tricks?

  Gu Zongchen didn't talk about the technical terms that save a life, and said bluntly: "The poor monk is a monk, put it down, but never forget it. He is not a cold-blooded and ruthless beast. It is about blood relatives and friends. How can you not come."

  Recently, the relationship between Buddha Xiu and Tianmo has become a bit rigid.

   There was a person in the middle, Lu Bei, the sect master of Tianjian Sect.

   The reason is that Gu Zongchen has always believed that the extraterritorial demons are the assessment of him, and Lu Dong came for him.

  Lu Dong was dismissive, and kept saying that his goal was only Lu Bei, and Gu Zongchen was just at the right time, an accident, whether it was the same or not, the eyes of the extraterritorial demons have always only been Lu Bei.

   Go to Wuzhou and kill Lu Bei!

  The relationship became rigid, and the interaction also decreased. Lu Dong no longer took the initiative to attack, thinking about taking Gu Zongchen's body, Gu Zongchen didn't read the scriptures to Lu Dong very much, but just closed his eyes and meditated quietly.

   "Monk, I heard you mentioned before that the curse of blood in your family may be related to extraterritorial demons. In other words, this trip to the East China Sea will encounter extraterritorial demons. Didn't you deceive the demons?"

   "It's just possible, the times have changed, and the poor monk doesn't know all kinds of secrets, and he didn't make a special trip to ask." Gu Zongchen replied truthfully, this trip, he is a thug, where he needs to do it.

   "Better have."

   "If there really is an extraterrestrial demon, what about the donor?"

   "Eat it!"

   "My Buddha is compassionate."

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie--"

  …

  On the east side of Duanlang Mountain, the stone road rises from the foot of the mountain. Lu Bei arrived halfway up the mountain with King Yuanji, and soon saw Gu Yuanping, the owner of Zhanhai Pavilion.

   This is the third time that Lu Bei has met with Gu Yuanping, but Xinyuehu's vest is the first time. After being introduced by King Yuanji, he said a long-awaited name.

  A lot of words will be lost, especially the vest, he doesn't want to be seen by the big cars in the details.

   The three of them went straight to the Mingyue Building and passed a long crystal road. King Yuanji stepped up to Gu Yuanping's side and whispered, "Where is Zongchen, are you still meditating in the quiet room?"

   "We have arrived at Mingyuelou."

   While talking, the two paid attention to the changes in Lu Bei.

   To be precise, it is the change of Crystal Avenue.

  The four people on the long road flickered with silver light, illuminating their silhouettes, and every stone and brick was the famous Donghai Shenjing mirror.

   In terms of reputation, although it is not as loud as Dashan Temple's Anti-Magic Monument, it is also exported overseas and is well received by many countries.

  East Sea Divine Mirror Heaven and Earth Spirits, conceived in the deep sea where dragon veins converge, has only one effect, and can reflect the origin of all things.

   No matter whether you are a person or a demon, it is difficult to hide your origin under this mirror.

   Of course, it's not absolute, a monk who is too powerful, deliberately disguise his heels, the East Sea Divine Mirror will not be able to show it.

   Xinyuehu is so powerful that he can defeat Han Miaojun in Mahayana period with only one clone. King Yuanji dares not have the ability to lift his mask and get a glimpse of Xinyuehu's true face.

   Using the Donghai Shenjing Mirror can only be said to be helpless.

  It is best to take a picture, if you can't take it out, you can pull it down.

   In the mirror, Xinyuehu's body has not changed much, and the shady facial features have turned into a hazy mist. As it goes deeper into the Crystal Avenue, the mist gradually dissolves, and a face slowly becomes clear.

   King Yuanji held his breath, the surprise came so suddenly that he didn't dare to breathe for a while.

After    three steps, the true face under the mask of Xinyuehu was exposed.

   His eyes are slender, his face is thin, and the standard villain's face, not to mention that one has only appeared in thousands of years, but it is also the kind that must be received in a few episodes.

   King Yuanji: "…"

  Gu Yuanping: "…"

   Xinyuehu's yin-shaped fake face is actually an identical fake face.

   In other words, this person was out of the house and put on two masks.

   This old monster is obviously super strong but overly cautious.

   "What kind of mirror is this, it's interesting, could it be the famous Donghai mirror?"

  Lu Bei opened his mouth happily. Although he has little experience in practice, his family is quite big. There lives the almighty Taifu and Han Miaojun, two women, no, three women gave advice and made a lot of plans for him.

   is like how to conceal his identity. As soon as Lu Bei asked a question, Han Miaojun raised his head and spoke.

  East Sea Divine Mirror needs to take precautions.

   "Xinyuehu has good eyesight, that's what it is."

   "Add one more, weigh 2,000 catties of the East Sea Divine Mirror, and I will take it away later."

  “…”x2

  Gu Yuanping wanted to say that the Donghai Divine Mirror was a scarce strategic resource, but she was in the crystal tunnel, and she didn't believe it herself.

   I had no choice but to pinch my nose to recognize it.

   Fortunately, it is not a big problem. Gu Zongchen was born in Xuantian Temple. He was taught by the words and deeds of Master Zhengqing.

   Yuanxin is authentic.

  Gu Yuanping, as a grandmother-level old car, has unlimited confidence in Gu Zongchen.

   Looking at the Buddhist scriptures at a glance, after reading a classic, the foundation has been established on the spot.

   Three days to hold the pill, and one month to cultivate to the innate.

  The Tibetan Sutra Pavilion faces the wall, transforms into spirits for half a year, realizes the Buddhadharma under the Bodhi tree, skips the imaginary state and reaches the integration stage.

  Through the calamity in three years, Mahayana in ten years.

   Overjoyed, the old abbot Zhengqing trembled in his hands and feet in a dream at night.

   Later, I heard that Gu Zongchen had fallen into the great realm several times. The worst time, his cultivation base was scattered and he was equivalent to a mortal. He went from foundation building to integration in one day, and returned to the Mahayana period in three days. Cultivation is easier than drinking water.

  What is a natural Buddha, this is called a natural Buddha. Compared with him, Lu Bei seems to be a little stupid.

  It took two years of cultivation to survive the calamity, and the aptitude is not good!

  …

   "Ah--"

  Lu Dong sneezed, and the demonic energy surrounding Gu Zongchen suddenly dissipated into a mist, and said suspiciously: "It's not right, I don't even have a physical body, but I sense a trace of coldness..."

   "What kind of immortal did your family invite today? It means bad luck!"

"I don't know who, claiming to be Xinyuehu, is an old senior in the world of immortal cultivation. He holds the seal of immortality and is very important to the Gu family. There is not much chance of winning by force, so they treat each other with courtesy." Gu Zongchen closed his eyes and replied. .

   "Monk, you have fallen."

  Lu Dong laughed, and soon, three figures appeared in his condescending line of sight.

   The extraterrestrial demons cast their eyes curiously, ignoring the two carts, and accurately captured the figure of 'Xinyuehu'.

  Thousands of words, not like kindness.

   At this time, Lu Bei also sensed the demonic energy escaping above the Mingyue Building. It was pure and mellow and had a long aftertaste. It was by no means an ordinary magician.

   Looking up, the handsome monk in white robes meditated cross-legged, the golden wheel wrapped around the black mist, and a black and red wicked face came into view.

  Thousands of words, not like kindness.

   Strange guy, inexplicable...

   is a bit familiar! x2

  Lu Bei looked back suspiciously, and strode into the Mingyue Tower at the request of King Yuanji.

   Walking, thinking of the Buddhist practice on the roof.

   Half is Buddha and half is devil. In other words, the Buddha is him and the devil is also him.

   These characters are by no means unknown people, and there is no good feast at the banquet, and it really is a feast of Hongmen.

  It's pretty good, Xiongchu set up the Hongmen banquet, and he took the Gaozu's script and he was sure.

  Understood, let’s go cut the white snake!

   In the Mingyue Building, Lu Bei thought strayed, and the time spanned more than two hundred years. After eating the Hongmen Banquet, he raised his hand to summon the meteorite from the sky in place of the son of the plane.

   On the roof of Mingyue Building, Lu Dong fell into a long silence, so quiet that Gu Zongchen broke out in a cold sweat.

   "Donor, why don't you say a word?"

   "Lubei."

   "Donor, the poor monk repeats, Lu Bei is the suzerain of Wuzhou Tianjian Sect, you are an extraterrestrial demon, you have nothing to do with him, don't insist on fate, the poor monk will not let you go."

   Gu Zongchen frowned and said, he had never seen Lu Bei before, but he didn't like this person very much.

  Because of his Heavenly Demon Tribulation, Lu Bei never forgot.

   This is bad.

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie--"

   laughed loudly, and the demonic energy was soaring to the sky, and the rolling black cloud overwhelmed the golden wheel, rendering it as pitch black as ink.

   Gu Zongchen's body stagnated, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he murmured: "Monk, you don't let me go to Wu Zhou, he took the initiative to send it to the door, no wonder I."

  Boom!

  The wind is still and the clouds are still, and the monstrous demonic energy stirs the coast of the East China Sea, crushing the shock waves and unable to move.

  The **** hand covers the sky, and the magic power rolls around, twisting the void unscrupulously.

   Above the shady curtain of the sky, a pair of giant scarlet eyes suddenly opened:

   "Lubei!!"

   Push Book: From Arms Dealer to Lord of War

   Author: Rat likes to eat chicken legs

   A magical 'universal toolbox' that allowed Joga to step into the arms industry.

   The strangeness of the world makes Joga gradually change his goals...

   "Sir, how did you get to this point?"

"I don't know. At first, I just wanted to make some money, buy a house, and marry a wife. But slowly, as more and more people appeared around me, my goals began to change. "

   "Then what is your goal now?"

   "Now I just want to retire in peace with my guys, really!"

  

  

   (end of this chapter)