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Chapter 117 Afterwards

Chang'an City, above the Long Street.

Wang Yi, who was covered in blood, leaned against the wall. The Xiuchundao had broken and fell not far away. With the help of Li Taibai, Master Jiechen no longer looked pale.

Li Taibai sat next to Wang Yi and said softly: "Boy, you owe me a favor this time."

Wang Yi raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, leaned against the wall, and relaxed, "Old Li, why did you come to Chang'an City?"

Li Taibai rolled his eyes, raised his thumb, and said with great pride: "Don't talk about it yet, how is my swordsmanship?"

Wang Yi is really helpless. You, Li Taibai, are a senior after all. Why do you care so much about this matter? Can you be a bit more expert?

Li Taibai didn't care about this, he gave a thumbs up and waited for Wang Yi to praise him.

Wang Yi looked disgusted, turned his head, looked at Jie Chen, and asked with some worry: "Master, how are you, are you okay?"

Jiechen stabilized his mind. The starlight that Li Taibai had just instilled in him had alleviated Jiechen's depleted cultivation. Now his face was pale because his Qi had been exhausted.

"It doesn't matter. Donor Li has just relieved my injury. I should be able to walk now."

Although Jiechen sat there motionless from beginning to end during the siege, facing the attack of two Taoist masters and countless arrows, it would not be that easy, not to mention,

In the previous triangular battle, I lost my momentum early on.

Wang Yi nodded, as long as nothing happened. Although he had no knowledge of the siege this time, and he took the initiative to participate in the attack, the result was still good, but he didn't know when he would be able to recover from the true life realm he had cultivated.

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Jiechen was a little apologetic. This time he had impeded Wang Yi. If it hadn't been for Li Taibai's arrival, then he might have allowed these people to succeed this time. It wouldn't matter if his own cultivation and energy were left in Chang'an City.

If Wang Yi was harmed in any way, he would not be able to face the Buddha.

"Old Li, please send us back to the Jinyiwei in Ziwu Lane. It's the only place that's safe now."

Li Taibai was very dissatisfied with Wang Yi's behavior of ignoring him just now, and patted his chest again, waiting for Wang Yi's praise.

Wang Yi smiled and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, okay, Lao Li, your swordsmanship is the best in the world and unstoppable."

Li Taibai nodded with great satisfaction and added: "It is recognized, recognized!"

In Zhuozi Academy, Song Jinmo often exhaled. The siege finally came to an end. Both Wang Yi and Master Jiechen survived, so this matter was over.

Zheng Huai first glanced at Song Jinmo who sighed secretly, "Do you think

Is this siege over? It’s still early, this is just the first test.”

Song Jinmo was a little shocked, "Is this just a test? Could it be that they have a back-up plan?"

Zheng Huaixian chuckled, "Jin Mo. Don't underestimate any of the three families. It has been passed down among the three families for thousands of years. It is not without reason. These things on the surface are just the tip of the iceberg."

"First let's talk about what people often say about saints. Just like us Confucian saints, their majestic energy connects heaven and earth, so they can speak the constitution of heaven. So don't underestimate the true words of Confucian saints."

"Let's talk about the real Taoists. Let's not talk about Wudang Mountain. Now they are practicing Tai Chi of the old Taoist Master Qing Ling, so they are much weaker in this regard. As for Longhu Mountain, their thunder method is the best in their line of conjuration.

A good performance.”

Zheng Huaixian picked up the tea cup on the table and put it to his mouth to relieve his thirst. "Buddhas and Bodhisattvas can all speak their Dharma. Among the people in the world, the roar of the Buddhist lion in the Great Buddha Temple is the most shocking.

It can allow people whose minds are not firm to practice so closely that their Taoist hearts will be broken and they will no longer be able to practice."

Song Jinmo took a breath. It turned out that people in the three religions still have such secrets. It seems that the saying that all those who are not saints are ants is really more than just words.

Then Zheng Huaixian once again mentioned many secrets, "The Buddhist Buddha head in this life has not appeared for a long time, which is one of the reasons why the Buddhist Qi in the Triangle can make Jie Chen enter the third year easily."

Song Jinmo finally understood today that the Yuan part of the triangle is not simple.

"Sir, what is a Buddha head?"

Zheng Huaixian explained: "He is a Buddhist speaker in the world, and his status is equivalent to the head of the Taoist sect. But this position is a bit hot on the butt, and those who are qualified are not willing to sit there. Some people who are seeking fame want to

Sit on it, but you can’t convince the crowd, and people don’t expect you enough.”

"However, in the past five hundred years, the Taoist Wudang Mountains and Longhu Mountains have been in confrontation for a long time, and they have never been able to determine the real leader of the Taoist sect. The Buddhists have only had no Buddha heads in the past hundred years. Since the previous generation of Buddha heads, Master Xuanzang, went west,

Due to different understandings of Buddhist scriptures, Qingshan Temple was split into two major Buddhist temples, the Big Buddhist Temple and the Small Buddhist Temple. The Buddhist lineage is no longer what it used to be."

"As for our Confucian family, when the Supreme Saint went first and the Lesser Saint disappeared, and then completely integrated into the court, we have fallen into the lower echelons. However, if there is a chance, there is no possibility of rising again."

"Besides the three religions, there are many people who want to be the leader in the world, but most of them are too deeply involved with the court.

Now it seems that Li Taibai can take on the responsibility, but according to the temperament of this swordsman, he should not bother to do it."

Song Jinmo froze on the spot. Such secrets were really shocking. Zheng Huaixian glanced at the Confucian gold medal next to him.

Song Jinmo, whose gallbladder was on the verge of being broken, gently brushed his sleeve over his head, smoothing the gallbladder and sealing this memory to prevent the gallbladder from breaking again when Song Jinmo remembered it in the future.

When Wang Si saw Wang Yi again, Wang Yi was pulled back with a horse, covered in blood, accompanied by a kind-hearted old monk.

Li Taibai lifted Wang Yi off the carriage. After all, Jie Chen had a high level of cultivation and a good foundation. What's more, Li Taibai had also been recovering from his injuries, so walking was no problem now.

As soon as Qin Keqing learned the news, he rushed out with the people left behind in the Jinyiwei campus and carried Wang Yi back to the room, leaving Jiechen and Li Taibai standing at the gate.

Li Taibai was very dissatisfied. I saved Mr. Wang, and I am his benefactor. You can't treat me like this. At least you have to have a table of good wine and good food first. It's best to bring two more people who don't need to know how to sing or dance. They can do it for themselves.

Just sing a little song. Are you such a strict person?

Fortunately, someone came out after a while and invited Li Taibai and Jiechen in, and placed them in the lobby nearby.

In the lobby, there was a little girl running around furiously. She took something from the lobby and ran outside. It seemed that she was going to Wang Yi.

Li Taibai looked at the things in the little girl's hands. His flesh ached. Thousand-year-old ginseng, hundred-year-old polygonum multiflorum, and heavenly snow lotus were all grabbed by the little girl and taken out of the lobby as if they were free of charge.

Prodigal!

This was Li Taibai's only thought. He guessed that the little girl should be given to Wang Yi, but Wang Yi was obviously saved by him and his life was no longer in danger.

However, Li Taibai was interested in this little girl. She obviously had no cultivation skills, but her aura was stronger than those of ordinary martial arts practitioners. What was even more valuable was that the little girl had special bones and was born with it.

Kendo is useless. In other words, if you don’t practice swordsmanship, you will be sorry for the qualifications given by God.

Li Taibai and Jiechen sat down in the lobby and waited quietly. After all, judging from the appearance of these people, they should be the Jin Yiwei mentioned in the Ming Dynasty. Then Wang Yi should be an important person here, so he was injured.

After that, choose this place as your place to stay.

In the blink of an eye, the little girl returned to the lobby again, but this time the little girl did not take away anything in the lobby. She slowly climbed onto the chair that was half a person taller than herself, picked up the tea on it, and took a big sip.

Started drinking.

Maybe the tea was too hot, so the little girl drank it too quickly. As soon as the tea entered her mouth, the little girl spit it out. Her tongue was burnt red and her little face was crying, which made Li Taibai on the side laugh loudly.

laugh.
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