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Chapter five hundred and seventy third poetry entry

The same is true for all living beings, so this kind of eating is evil, because it deprives other lives, and the essence of killing is evil.

Just like the donor, you could kill tens of millions of people, but you didn't take action against him because you already had kindness in your heart. Even if you die, this is still kindness.

Are you talking about this kid? Master, I don’t think we are more of a relationship of interest. If he loses his value, it will have no meaning to me.

Not necessarily. Only the donor knows the true answer.

After saying this, the white-robed monk disappeared between heaven and earth.

Zero stared into the void silently, muttering the word "goodness" in his mouth.

His eyes looked straight at the prototype of the wine channel that supported the space of Su Xunzi Mansion.

In the prototype inner plate of the wine channel, the golden key emits a faint light.

Zero looked straight at the key, clenched his fists tightly, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that I also have to be prepared."

In a state of confusion, Su Xun only felt that his body and bones were extremely sore.

When he woke up, the first thing he saw was Shu Xiaosong.

Shu Xiaosong looked at Su Xun strangely and said, "Brother Su, you are finally awake."

Su Xun looked at Shu Xiaosong with some confusion and said: "I remember before..."

Where is Bai Rikui? Su Xun is a little worried whether he is seeking revenge from you.

Bai Rikui, Shu Xiaosong rolled his eyes after hearing this, it has been two days and you are still talking about Bai Rikui.

This is the treasure found in the space of Kuizi Mansion during the day. We have already divided it. This belongs to you. Shu Xiaosong handed the Najie to him and spoke slowly.

Su Xun looked at Na Jie in front of him, a little stunned.

He suffered a fatal blow from Bai Rikui at that time and had no idea what happened next.

Wait...what did you say? I've been in a coma for two days.

Yes, you were seriously injured and unconscious.

During this period, I was exhausted and had to take care of you every day. In the end, Luo Xuan suggested hiring a carriage and putting you in the carriage.

So now we're there.

We have already left the north and should be arriving at the Ancient Family soon!

Su Xun was a little surprised that the ancient family arrived so quickly.

Outside the carriage, Luo Xuan opened the curtain, glanced at Su Xun, and said, "Brother Su is awake."

Su Xun glanced at Luo Xuan, then at the expressionless Ice Girl, and smiled dryly. I would like to help everyone during this time.

He wanted to get up, but found that his body was still extremely sore.

If you don't want to recover as soon as possible, then move more." Ice Girl gave Su Xun a cold look.

Su Xun immediately smiled awkwardly, then lay down in the carriage, not daring to move.

After flying for a while, we arrived at the Ancient Family, Luo Xuan said in a deep voice.

Su Xun felt certain after listening to Luo Xuan's words.

He had waited for this moment for too long.

Not long after, as the carriage slowly descended, Su Xun and others finally successfully landed on the ground.

In the carriage, Shu Xiaosong helped up the somewhat weak Su Xun.

Su Xun said calmly: "The energy in the body has recovered somewhat, so walking is no longer a problem."

After saying this, he had already stepped off the carriage.

Su Xun took a deep breath. He felt that his stiff body was finally relieved.

In the past two days, he seemed to be suffering from a serious illness. His face was pale and his body was thin.

At this moment, the four people got off the carriage one after another.

Luo Xuan glanced at the ancient family and said slowly: "Unconsciously, I haven't been back here for a long time."

Let me introduce to you that the main city not far from here is Li City, the home of an ancient family.

Licheng is the oldest town and the closest place to the capital. Luo Xuan spoke slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of fighting was heard from the edge of the road.

Everyone looked ahead in astonishment.

In front of him, an elegant young man in white sneered, and next to the young man in white was a young man in blue with cloth wrapped around his eyes.

The young man in white took a step forward, held up a large pen in his hand, and a few strokes were dotted in the air, and then countless words rushed towards the young man in blue.

These words turned into an iron horse and a murderous spirit.

The words alone can burst out with such momentum.

This person is definitely not simple, Shu Xiaosong looked at the young man in white and said in a deep voice.

He is the son of the Lord of Licheng, Li Jiuyuan. Luo Xuan spoke solemnly.

Immediately, he looked at the blindfolded young man in blue, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "It's not easy for a blind man to know poetry."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned. Su Xun said doubtfully: "A blind man can't read, but he can also write poems."

Luo Xuan nodded and said: "With the two people's attainments in poetry and prose, I'm afraid the ancient family won't be able to find a third person."

Su Xun used poetry to enter Taoism and words to enter Dao. Su Xun seemed to see the difference between the two.

Luo Xuan glanced at Su Xun in surprise, and then said calmly: "Brother Su is right, it is these two methods of entry."

Shu Xiaosong looked at Su Xun doubtfully and said, "How did you see it?"

Su Xun smiled calmly. This simple young man in white could write words with only a few strokes. His words had the momentum of flying dragons and phoenixes, so he should use words to enter the method.

What about the other person? Shu Xiaosong seemed to ask subconsciously.

Since Brother Luo said that both of them are accomplished in poetry and prose, then the blind man uses poetry to learn the Dharma, so his attainments in poetry and prose can only be extremely profound.

I see.

They fought, and the ice girl spoke calmly.

The two rivers are vast and the mist is thousands of miles away!

The blind man gave a soft drink, and where he was, the yellow sand set off layers of huge waves.

The stormy waves swept over the words floating in the air.

The showers take a break, and we watch the evening boat in Changting Pavilion!

When the young man in white saw the wild sand blocking those words, he immediately spoke decisively.

Suddenly, where he was, big raindrops kept falling, and those words formed a small boat.

The young man in white boarded the boat and walked carelessly through the wild sand.

What a powerful Taoist technique. When Su Xun saw this scene, his expression changed slightly.

Every time they say a word, a Taoism is born.

And this kind of Taoism does not waste too much energy at all.

More importantly, it seems that the two of them are going back and forth, but they are restraining each other, and there is a strong attack in the restraint.

This was the first time Su Xun encountered such a monk who entered the Tao through poetry. Such a battle was completed in one go, without any sloppiness.

I don’t care who is strong or weak, but this battle is definitely exciting.

Golden words continue to float in the void. These words form each other and transform into powerful Taoism, attacking each other.

These words dazzled everyone and they were overwhelmed.

The pen in the hand of the young man in white was constantly dotted in the void, and several crosses appeared in his hand. He planned to confront it head-on.

As for the blind young man not far away, although he couldn't see the situation clearly, he could feel the fighting spirit of the young man in white from the solemn killing.
Chapter completed!
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