Chapter 149

Liu Cheng originally thought that he had been drunk for four or five minutes, and was trying to urge Zhenqi to drink, but he didn't expect to see such a person.

The man came from afar, and the glow on his body was extremely dazzling, like a real halo around his body, just like the legendary immortal Buddha.

The other three also noticed the man's arrival.

Immediately, the four people urged Zhenqi to disperse wine at the same time. Soon they put down their glasses and stood up at the same time.

"This man is the contemporary Buddha!" Qi Zhen said in a low voice.

"What a terrible cultivation," thousand leaves also said in a low voice, "this man must have practiced the Dharma Sutra. His Dharma power is almost better than many old monks!"

But Wang Zhao squinted and didn't say anything.

Liu Cheng also guessed the identity of this person, at this time, the Buddha has come over.

"Liu Cheng, Linjiang branch, met the Buddha!" Liu Cheng consciously as the host, so the first to say.

At the same time, the other three also said: "Nanjing Branch (Longhushan, Maoshan), Wang Zhao (qianyeye, Qizhen) have seen Buddha!"

The Buddha, dressed in a white robe, walks past without dust and speaks softly. His voice is more beautiful than the sound of nature.

"I have seen four of you As soon as he bowed, the four felt more sacred.

Even Liu Cheng couldn't help thinking that this man is really worthy of being a contemporary Buddha, and his temperament is no less than that of the legendary immortal Buddha.

at this time, Wang Zhao said with a smile: "I heard that the Buddha had accepted some evil monks from southern Xinjiang on his way to Linjiang. I don't know where those people are now?"

Buddha said with a frank smile: "those three people are outside the venue. I'm afraid they have affected the excitement of the venue, so I didn't bring them in!"

Liu Cheng immediately asked, "the Buddhists don't pay attention to the equality of all living beings. Why should the Buddhists treat these three evil monks differently?"

"Heretical monks regard common people as mole ants. Even our Buddhist disciples are angry with Vajra." Buddha said with a faint smile that there was an irresistible magic in his voice.

Liu Cheng didn't expect that Buddha would answer himself like this. He was also surprised. He immediately took two glasses of wine and handed one to Buddha. "Buddha, how about a drink together?"

Buddha took the wine cup with emotion, and the other three also took the wine cup with him.

Five people drink together, the Buddha can not help but praise: "good wine, rare wine!"

If we say that the Buddha just now does not touch the smoke and fire, then the Buddha now really has a kind of worldly atmosphere.

"If Buddha likes it, I'll give you some bottles when it's over here!" Liu Cheng said with a smile that he had heard from Yang Hua before that in order to hold the grand meeting this time, the Linjiang branch spent hundreds of millions on it. In this century old bamboo leafy green, thousands of bottles were stored, and all of them were specially provided for two kilos.

After listening to Liu Cheng's words, Buddha immediately nodded and said with a smile, "thank you for your kindness, benefactor Liu. I'm very grateful."

With that, he turned to leave.

At this time, a faint voice sounded.

"Buddha, you and I have not yet decided the outcome on the road. Do you have to see the difference here today?"

As soon as the voice appeared, people seemed to smell a strong smell of blood and looked back.

I saw a young man in his twenties, wearing a dark black Taoist robe, standing there. His appearance was mediocre, and he was definitely the kind of character that could not be seen in the crowd.

But at the moment, almost no one did not feel that there was a strange magic on this man, as if he had come out of the darkness. Not only that, he was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was extremely terrible.

"Who is this man?" Liu Cheng was stunned.

"No, I haven't seen it!" The thousand leaves son sink voice say, obviously he is also like to face the enemy's appearance.

Wang Zhao is also full of doubts, "this person's murderous spirit is terrible, how can I never know that there is such a person in the southern metaphysics circle!"

"I haven't seen it either..." Qi Zhen also said in a low voice. Suddenly he saw something and exclaimed, "what's that behind him?"

When Liu Cheng and others were stunned, they noticed that this man had a long sword hanging on his back. Why is it "hanging"? When ordinary people use the sword as a weapon, they either hold it in their hands, or slung it on their waist, or put it in the scabbard on their back. However, this man just hung the sword on his back at will, and he also had another sword on his back.

"What's that?" When Wang Zhao saw the sword, he was also puzzled.

Qi Zhen's body trembled. "It can't be wrong. It's Yang Yan's sword!"

"Yang Yan?" Wang Zhao is also a Leng, "yes, that is Yang Yan's sword, I said how so familiar!"

Thousand leaf is also brow tight frown, "Yang Yan's sword in his body, this is not to say..."

He didn't finish, but the meaning was obvious.

Even the Buddha could not help but be moved.

Qianye, Fozi and Liu Cheng don't know Yang Yan, but it doesn't mean they haven't heard of him.Yang Yan is the representative of Lin'an branch of the metaphysical society, and also a close friend of Qi Zhen.

Qi Zhen and Yang Yan almost grew up together. They both awakened their talent for cultivating Taoism at the same time. One of them joined the daomen dragon and tiger mountain, and the other joined the Lin'an branch of the metaphysical society.

I didn't expect that today, I have not been able to wait for Yang Yan, but I found Yang Yan's sword on a young Taoist who was full of murderous and bloody.

"Who are you? Why do you have Yang Yan's sword? " Qi Zhen was young and aggressive. Seeing his friend's sword on someone else, he was even more angry. He stepped out and asked directly.

The young Taoist just glanced at Qi Zhen and raised his eyebrows, "Yang Yan? Oh, yes, the man seemed to have said his name was Yang Yan before he died

"What?" Qi Zhen seems to have heard the most incredible news of his life, "you killed Yang Yan!"

"Amitabha," the Buddha stepped out and stood in the way between Qi Zhen and the young Taoist. Then he said to the young Taoist, "benefactor, last time I said goodbye in a hurry, I didn't expect that benefactor would kill me again!"

The young Taoist stared at the Buddha and said with a sneer, "hey hey, last time I wanted to fight with you, but I didn't expect you to avoid fighting. I just met a pretty good guy, and I immediately took him to sacrifice the sword!"

With that, the sword hanging on his back shocked and fell to the ground.

"Take his sword by the way, boy. If you want it, take it!" The young Taoist stares at Qi Zhen and says with indifference.

"To die!" Qi Zhen gave a cold drink, and his breath burst. He passed by the Buddha and patted the mysterious young Taoist.

"Hum!" The young Taoist gave a cold hum, but he didn't see how complicated the movement was. With the same palm, he was full of blood and immediately photographed it.

"Bang!" When his palms intersected, Qi Zhen felt that his whole body's Qi and blood seemed to reverse in an instant. His whole body trembled, then he flew out and fell heavily on the ground.