Chapter 9 The Vulture Old Man

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Despite the twists and turns in his life, in the end Lu Qingshan embarked on the journey to the Giant Bear City again.

"A few tens of miles ahead, there should be a small human tribe named "Bao"," Lu Qingshan murmured, referring to the map, "When we reach the Huo clan, the Giant Bear City will be close."

He continued to move forward, but when he was about to approach the small village of the embarrassing clan, Lu Qingshan's expression changed.

He smelled a pungent smell of blood.

Lu Qingshan hastened to speed up, streaked a streamer in the sky, and went straight to that small tribe.

Looking down, it is a small oasis, and it is estimated that it can support hundreds of families and thousands of people.

But at this time, in the oasis that should have been extremely lively in the past, it was dead silent.

The houses made of loess collapsed, the ground was in a mess, and there were shocking dried blood everywhere. What I saw before my eyes was even more horrible.

Corpses fell one after another into the pool of congealed blood, including gray-haired old people, weak women, and even babies in swaddling clothes.

And among the corpses all over the floor, Lu Qingshan saw an "acquaintance".

Earlier in Dongque City, he had noticed the little novice monk with a lingering vigor.

The little novice frowned, clasped his hands together, and was standing in front of the ruins, chanting words to the corpses of the villagers.

"...so I heard... at that time, the Tathagata smiled and released hundreds of thousands of billions of great bright clouds, the so-called great perfection bright clouds, great compassion bright clouds, great wisdom bright clouds, and great prajna Bright Cloud..."

It is a Buddhist sutra.

The little novice is saving the dead souls of the embarrassing people.

He also noticed Lu Qingshan's arrival, but he didn't interrupt his scriptures.

On the contrary, the little oriole hidden in the little monk's sleeve robe poked its head out at this moment, staring at Lu Qingshan curiously with its dark eyes.

Lu Qingshan's expression was a bit gloomy at this time - he is also a human race, but anyone who has empathy will not be in a good mood when seeing such a tragic situation.

He released his consciousness silently, and after wandering around the village and searching around, his expression suddenly changed.

Because he found a faint breath among the corpses all over the ground.

It was a very young boy, only about eleven or twelve years old, with a huge wound on his stomach, in which the internal organs could be clearly seen, but he was very tenacious, not completely dead.

Lu Qingshan approached, knelt down to check the boy's injuries, and found that the boy's face was pale, he had long been unconscious, and really only had one breath left.

At this time, the little novice also noticed Lu Qingshan's movements, and also followed, looked at the little boy's injuries, and sighed: "It is impossible to survive such a serious injury."

"That's not necessarily true." Lu Qingshan thought for a while and said softly.

Then, a long sword with a faint blue color like ice crystal appeared in his hand.

He waved his long sword at the boy.

"Hoo... benefactor!" the little novice exclaimed subconsciously, with a golden seal flashing in his hand, trying to stop Lu Qingshan's movements.

But at the moment when Fayin shot, the little novice suddenly felt something, and there was a trace of surprise and uncertainty on his face, but the movements of his hands stopped.

A white sword light flashed, covering the boy's body.

After the sword light passed, Lu Qingshan withdrew his sword.

And the dying boy, who had lost consciousness, slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

The huge gap in his abdomen, at some point, has already healed as before, as if it never existed at all.

Wang Chuan: Bi Luo.

Seeing the boy wake up, the little novice looked at the Sword of Wangchuan in Lu Qingshan's hand in shock.

Sword cultivators are best at killing, this is something that the whole world knows.

But it was the first time he heard that Jianxiu's sword could save people.

But the little monk was simple-minded and didn't think too much. A look of joy flashed across his face, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help the boy who had just woken up.

Lu Qingshan glanced at the panel.

The boy was just a mortal, and what he suffered was only a traumatic injury. Although the injury looked horrific, it was not as difficult to heal as he had imagined.

So this sword only used 10% of Wang Chuan's currently stored spiritual power.

However, it cost him a full 30,000 experience points.

This usage fee is really not ordinary expensive.

The moment the boy opened his eyes, he was confused at first, and then seemed to remember what happened before, and a look of fear suddenly appeared on his face.

He glanced at Lu Qingshan and the little novice, and then saw the corpses of his parents lying next to him. He couldn't help feeling sad, threw himself on his parents' corpses, and cried: "Father, mother... ..”

"What happened?" Lu Qingshan asked.

"It's Sand Bandit," the boy said with a sob, "It's 'Sand Sea Evil Monk', he brought his men down to our village and asked us for spirit stones.

We are just a small tribe, not rich in the first place, relying on the savings of monks and adults a few years ago, we can barely hand over the spirit stones.

Later, the savings of all the monks and adults in the clan have been emptied, and this time they will not be able to pay enough spirit stones.

We pleaded with the Sand Bandits for a little more time. Unexpectedly, they would not give any kindness at all, and directly slaughtered the village in anger. "

The boy was crying while talking, his face was covered with coagulated blood, which made people feel angry.

Shahai Evil Monk.

Lu Qingshan murmured.

This is one of the eight leaders of sand bandits, and has the same status as Shen Poison.

He was originally an ascetic monk, but later, for unknown reasons, he changed to blood slaying evil skills. In the end, he was wanted by Daxia, so he had no choice but to escape into the Mogao Desert and became a member of the sand bandits. He was a monk in the late Yuanying period.

"Sand bandits have blackmailed you for so many years, haven't you tried to ask the giant bear tribe for help?" Lu Qingshan asked again.

The location of the embarrassed tribe is already very close to the giant bear tribe.

He didn't expect that the sand bandits would be so bold as to commit crimes in a small village so close to the Giant Bear City.

This behavior is too arrogant.

"I've tried it. From the very beginning, the patriarch asked for help from the Giant Bear Tribe, but the Giant Bear Tribe ignored us at all." The boy felt sad, tears mixed with blood dripping down his face.

Lu Qingshan frowned, his face darkened, and an unknown fire flared up.

There is both the intent to kill the bandits and the short-sighted anger towards the giant bear tribe.

Indulging the wicked is actually not much different from doing evil yourself.

Moreover, under this kind of connivance, the wicked will not accept it as soon as it is good, but will only expand infinitely.

Today the sand bandits are just making trouble around the giant bear tribe, and tomorrow they will shit on the giant bear tribe.

madness.

Lu Qingshan made such a judgment in his heart.

If the Nine Clans Alliance hadn't indulged the old vulture at the beginning, but decisively joined forces to deal with the vulture old man, the sand bandits would not have developed into such a catastrophe as they are now, and they would even be able to fight against local snakes like the Nine Clans Alliance.

...

The little novice was calming down the little boy's emotions in a low voice.

Lu Qingshan was thinking about something.

"Monk, what is your relationship with this evil monk in Sand Sea?" Lu Qingshan asked suddenly.

Because when the boy mentioned the name of the Shahai Evil Monk, he noticed that the expression of the little novice changed obviously.

The little novice hesitated for a moment, but in the end he did not hide anything, made a Buddhist ceremony, and said calmly: "The little monk named Juezhen came from Jitang Temple, and this trip is for this evil monk in the sand sea."

"Chicken Soup Temple..." Lu Qingshan repeated the name, and information about Chicken Soup Temple soon surfaced in his mind. "I didn't expect it to be the Buddha from Longxiang Temple. I'm sorry."

Longxiang Temple is composed of four courtyards, thirty-six temples and seventy-two temples, and Jitang Temple is among the thirty-six temples.

The little novice named Juezhen corrected him seriously: "I can't be a Buddha yet, I'm just a little novice."

Lu Qingshan's expression turned serious, "What do you mean by what you said earlier, that you came here for this evil monk in the sand sea?"

Juezhen little novice felt a little ashamed, "This Shahai evil monk is called Qiluo.

When Qiluo was still an ascetic monk, he found our Jitang Temple and wanted to enter the temple to practice.

My master said that beggars have nothing to do with Buddha, so he rejected them.

Begging Luo was not reconciled, and knelt at the gate of Jitang Temple for three years, but the master was still unmoved.

I thought he was pitiful, and when he left, I privately passed on a Buddhist teaching from the monastery to him. Who would have thought that he would end up in such a state, doing evil everywhere.

If I hadn't taught him the Dharma privately that day, even if he was evil, he wouldn't be able to become what he is today.

In the final analysis, this calamity was caused by me, so I left the temple and followed his trail to come here, just to end the karma of the year with my own hands. "

Hearing this, Lu Qingshan was slightly surprised.

Shahai Evil Monk has been famous for many years. According to Juezhen's little novice, when Shahai Evil Monk was still an ascetic monk, he practiced in Jitang Temple.

In this way, the little novice in front of him must be in his fifties no matter what, and if he dared to come to find the evil monk Shahai alone, his cultivation must be extraordinary.

It's just that for some reason, this monk's appearance is so immature, and even his speech is childish. I don't know if it is intentional or because of some special reasons.

Generally speaking, people in Buddhism don't pay attention to the so-called appearance, so the possibility of doing it deliberately should not be high.

"The embarrassing clan was slaughtered in the village, so the little monk still has to take part of the responsibility." Jue Zhen said calmly and guiltily.

"Bandits buy knives to kill people, but those who sell knives are not breaking the law." Lu Qingshan said.

"After I give Shihu a place to go, I will continue to look for Qiluo's trail." Juezhen didn't argue much, but said very seriously.

Once Buddhists decide on something, they will not change it easily.

Shi Hu is the name of the boy who was rescued by Lu Qingshan.

"The sea of ​​sand is vast, it's not easy to find this evil monk in the sea of ​​sand." Lu Qingshan glanced at Shi Hu, a boy who was still crying, and said casually.

"Then I will keep looking, and one day I will find him." Jue Zhen said firmly.

The little sparrow demon in the little novice's sleeve robe also chirped twice at this time, as if to support the little monk, and his spirituality was extremely high.

Lu Qingshan couldn't help but look at Xiaoqueyao more.

Sensing Lu Qingshan's gaze, the little monk Juezhen took the initiative to introduce: "It's called Xiaoque, it was just an ordinary little oriole, but for some reason, it doesn't like rice and millet, but it just likes to listen to the Buddhist scriptures, morning bells and evening drums.

When I recite Buddhist scriptures, it often listens on the ancient tree in front of the scripture room. After a long time, it is gradually enlightened to spiritual wisdom and cultivated into the oriole essence. "

When the little monk introduced the little sparrow demon, he used the word fine, not demon.

The world believes that all monsters are evil, which is a derogatory term, but spirits and monsters do not have a fixed distinction between good and evil.

The little sparrow demon rolled its black eyeballs triumphantly, chirping in response, and then pecked the little monk's arm very affectionately.

"I've seen the benefactor of the little sparrow." Lu Qingshan, who had always treated the King West Mouse as an equal, naturally accepted the little sparrow monster well, and greeted the little sparrow monster politely.

The little sparrow demon was overjoyed, and happily responded twice.

"During this period of time, little master can go to Giant Bear City to have a look, maybe you don't need to look for that Evil Monk Sand Sea, the Evil Monk Sand Sea will come to your door by himself." When Lu Qingshan bid farewell to the young monk Juezhen, Said like this.

This is not nonsense.

He had already cast the bait, and by the time he showed up in Giant Bear City, if the sand bandits hadn't responded, they would be worthy of the name of the overlord of the Mogao Desert.

As for the Shahai evil monk Qiluo, he happened to commit crimes not far from the giant bear city not long ago. After receiving the news that he appeared in the giant bear city, the possibility of turning back to the giant bear city is undoubtedly extremely high of.

Before Juezhen could reply, Lu Qingshan stood up with his sword again and headed straight for the Giant Bear City.

Juezhen silently made a Buddhist salute to Lu Qingshan's back.

After a while, the little monk suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to ask Lu Qingshan's name and origin, and he patted his head in frustration.

.........

In the depths of the Mogao Desert, there are few people.

At this time, suddenly several figures rushed over and stood in front of the sand dune.

Not long after, a deep downward hole slowly appeared in the sand dune, and hot air rose from it.

Without hesitation, these figures went straight into the cave entrance.

Then, after passing through the long dark passage, a fiery red world came into view.

This is a huge crypt hidden under the desert. There is a river of underground magma flowing through it. Occasionally, huge bubbles will emerge from the magma, and then burst with a bang.

Here is the hiding place of sand bandits.

A burly male cultivator suddenly appeared in front of these figures.

"What's the matter?"

"I have something important to report to the boss." These figures are exactly the bandit monks who witnessed Lu Qingshan leaving in Dongque city.

"Wait here." The burly male cultivator said, then turned and disappeared into the crypt.

After a while.

A skinny old man covered in black robes, with white hair and white sideburns, appeared in front of these Sand Bandit monks.

"Boss." The bandit monks lowered their heads and shouted respectfully.

The old man in front of him is a terrifying existence who built sand bandits by himself and dominated the Mogao Desert.

A great monk in the mid-stage of Void Refinement, the old vulture.

"What's the matter?" Old Vulture's voice was hoarse and harsh.

"The leader of the body poison was killed by a sword cultivator..." The bandit cultivator did not dare to add more details, and truthfully reported the situation he knew and guessed to the vulture old man.

In the withered eyes of the vulture old man, a strange green light suddenly flickered, and the green light became brighter and brighter, the blue light rippling, eerie and terrifying.

A chilly breath emerged out of thin air, which made the bandit monk feel a chill down his spine.

They were trembling all of a sudden, trembling, and trembling in both directions.

"Do you know the specific identity and current whereabouts of that sword cultivator?"

"The exact identity of that sword cultivator has not been found out yet, but his whereabouts are somewhat clued up.

When that sword cultivator left Dongque City, he walked in the direction of Giant Bear City. It seemed that he was going to go deep into the Mogao Desert, and he had no intention of leaving the Mogao Desert for the time being. "The Sand Bandit monk reported cautiously.

"Okay, okay, the person who killed my Sand Bandit still dares to stay in the Mogao Desert, it is very courageous.

Then check for me, once you find the trace of this sword cultivator, notify me immediately," the vulture old man raised his hand, and the strong wind rolled up, creating a vortex in the underground magma river, just like the anger in his heart at the moment, "I will let him go Life pays for life! "

"Yes, boss."

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