The Road to Martial Arts BOSS

Chapter 1245 Seems to be an old friend

The warm sun in the morning shone into the Tianxuan Pavilion, and also shone on the beautiful face of the beautiful woman on the bed.

Qing Yu got up, put on her clothes, leaned down and kissed Xuan Zhen's forehead, leaning into her white earlobe and whispered: "I want to go out for a while, at least half a month, at most one month .”

Xuanzhen who had been closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Qing Yu silently for a while, then closed his eyes again and said, "En."

She seemed to see some kind of determination in Qing Yu's eyes, some kind of determination that worried her.

However, as a partner, the most important thing to do at this time is to support.She can only support.

"Don't worry, I'll be back." Qing Yu casually planted a flag, turned around and walked out of Tianxuan Pavilion.

A month later, after adjustments and sorting out, Qingyu carried the ten-thousand-year memory given by Emperor Qitian with the powerful primordial spirit of the Dao realm.

How much benefit did this ten thousand years of memory bring to Qing Yu?
You can tell now that Qing Yu decided to go out and face those two.

That's right, Qing Yu is going to go out to fight against Taoist and Buddha, because he has obtained countless comprehensions and countless Buddhist and Taoist martial arts from the memory of Emperor Qitian.

Although he is the founder of the Demon Realm, Emperor Qitian is very familiar with the three religions of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism.After all, what he bet with the Sun God was the outcome of the Demon Realm and the Three Religions, and the Three Religions were the pawns of the Sun God.

This allowed Qingyu to basically complete his own understanding of Taoism and Buddhism, and basically complete his incarnation of the three souls of Buddhism, Taoism, and demons.

Moreover, with the blessing of these ten thousand years of memory, Qing Yu has a deeper understanding of "God's Move" and "Heaven's Holy Light", and his own foundation has become deeper and deeper.

However, the subjective consciousness in Emperor Qitian's memory is too deep, especially the lofty, heartless and ruthless thoughts of gods, even Qing Yu's eternal state of mind has been affected to some extent.

Therefore, Qing Yu stayed in Tianxuan Pavilion with Xuan Zhen for the last three days and did not go out, diluting the sense of alienation from the human world in a rather ambiguous way.

Now that he has adjusted, it is time to go out to visit friends.

First of all, it is the Western Regions.

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A remote place in Shuzhou, Huangsha City.

It is close to the Western Regions, and it is the first city after entering the customs from the Western Regions.Back then, the predecessor of the Demon Buddha led the crowd into the customs for three days, and the first city that was enveloped by the Buddha's light was Huangsha City. On that day, all the people in Huangsha City were brainwashed by the Buddha's light and became the most loyal believers.

Later, they used the bones to pave the stairs, and let the Mo Buddha appear in the world.

Most of the people in Shuzhou died in the Demon Buddha Rebellion. Even today, ten years later, the area is still sparsely populated, especially in Huangsha City, which is close to the Western Regions.

If the Buddha hadn't entered the Western Regions later, I am afraid that Huangsha City is still empty.

However, although there were Buddhist disciples coming and going in Huangsha City in the past, there were only a few people in groups, instead of the large number of people coming and going in the past few days, the desolation of Huangsha City was swept away by the crowd.

The more people here, the greater the demand for food and drink. The few inns and restaurants in Huangsha City have been very busy these two days, especially the inn in the east of the city. Came out to wait.

"Come on~"

Kong Laosan elongated his voice in a very exaggerated manner, holding a bowl of plain noodles in his hand, and hurried towards the corner of the inn, "This Dao... Dao Dao..."

Kong Laosan actually felt very strange, because a Taoist priest came to this place where Buddhists come and go. Didn't he know that the main altar of Buddhism is next door?
So when Su Mian came, he planned to meet the daring Taoist in person.

But when he actually saw it, he wanted to go back and slap his mistress twice, and then let him pack up and leave.

Although the man had Yin and Yang patterns on his clothes, it didn't mean he was a Taoist priest.Whisk, Taoist crown, straw sandals, none of these, what a fart Taoist.

More importantly, which Taoist priest dares to have white hair, and he is not afraid of being beaten to death by his own family.

Who doesn't know that the Taoist sect's deadly rival, the boss of the Taoist sect, has white hair. Any Taoist priest who dares to follow suit may be directly regarded as a spy of the Taoist sect.

Anyway, Confucius always avoids the white-haired people now.

Therefore, Kong Laosan's forward pace suddenly stopped, and he turned around smoothly as if he had no inertia, and slipped back.

However, when he turned around, he found that he was facing the white-haired figure, and the plain noodle in his hand was just in front of him.

"long time no see."

The white-haired Master of Xuanmen took the plain noodles, gently picked up the noodles, and put them in his mouth, "Kong Xuankong."

In the past, Kong Xuankong, the powerful general under Emperor Shengde Ji Chengtian, who was once considered the most promising to become the strongest in the Dao of the Sword, the "Universal Sword Lord", is now just the owner of an unnamed inn in Huangsha City.

Oh, by the way, the proprietress of this inn is quite similar to the wife of the head of the Jiang family back then.

"Yeah, long time no see," Kong Xuankong pulled out a smile uglier than crying, "Xuanzun."

The one in front of him has been hiding for more than ten years, and hid in this desolate place near the Western Regions, but he still hasn't escaped him, and met again today, more than ten years later.

"How many years have we not seen each other, 11 years? Or 12 years?" Qing Yu asked while eating noodles.

"It's been 13 years, Xuanzun." Kong Xuankong laughed extremely bitterly.

"Let me tell you. Actually, you shouldn't hide here. This is the closest place to the Western Regions. One day, I will come here. It's not wise to hide here."

Qing Yu ate the noodles three times and two times, and took a sip of the steaming soup, "Go to Shendu, at least it's safe there."

He stood up, "The residence permit in Shendu is just my face money for you. I'm ashamed to say that I haven't touched money for many years."

"By the way, the sooner the better."

In Kong Xuankong's unbelievable eyes, the person in front of him was like a real old friend, after talking with him for a while, he left directly.

His arrival and departure didn't alarm anyone except Kong Xuankong, even the entire hall of Buddhists didn't notice the arrival and departure of the deadly enemy boss, even though Qing Yu's clothes and temperament were so outstanding.

As if he didn't exist, everyone who saw him would automatically erase the relevant memories.

If it weren't for the bowl of noodle soup in front of him that was still warm, Kong Xuankong might have regarded all this as an illusion, a dream.

But now...
Kong Xuankong bounced up like his butt was on fire, directly smashed through the ceiling above his head, broke through several walls, and entered his bedroom.

"Let's go," he said anxiously, "Go to Shendu."

Just now what Qingyu said was very clear, and he suggested that Kong Xuankong go to the capital of God immediately.

Because it's not far from here...
A great battle is about to happen, in which even the gods may not be spared.

(End of this chapter)