Nightwatcher

Chu Caiwei pursed her lips, her bright almond eyes followed the figure, until he threw the golden bowl, the big-eyed beauty still couldn't escape from the scene just now.

How majestic, she thought.

"Young master Xu is simply a god." The white-clothed warlocks exclaimed from the bottom of their hearts.

For them, this way of manifesting themselves was too fashionable and innovative, and it had a huge impact on their hearts.

In comparison, Senior Brother Yang who can only repeat the sentence "There is no one like me in the world" seems inferior.

Thinking of this, the warlock in white and Chu Caiwei subconsciously looked at Yang Qianhuan, only to see that Senior Brother Yang convulsed.

"It turned out to be okay, so it turned out to be okay like this. In the eyes of countless people in the capital, in the eyes of the big officials and dignitaries, they drank wine boldly, recited poems bravely, and generously challenged the battle.

"Why just substituting it, I feel my brain trembling. This is the ultimate I pursue, this is the feeling I want, but I didn't expect it to be easily achieved by him

"No, this was originally my chance, it was my chance, the supervisor always missed me."

On the roof of the restaurant outside, Chu Yuanzhen sighed: "It's amazing, it's really amazing. This eye-catching skill is unprecedented. I won the number one prize back then, and it's not as good as him."

"Amitabha, so Master Xu is a wonderful person." Heng Yuan laughed.

A person with Master Xu's personality is far more interesting than a rigid scholar, and he is much easier to get along with than a martial artist who draws his sword when he disagrees with each other.

This is probably the reason why the oirans of the Jiaofang Division like him so much. Apart from being greedy for his poems, his personality is also one of the reasons why women like him.

"He went in."

Among the crowded crowd, some people pointed to the "picture scroll" projected in mid-air. At the foot of the towering mountain, a man wearing a cloak appeared.

I gave myself a score of 99 for this wave of pretense, and I feel a little embarrassed by one point, but as long as I pretend not to be embarrassed, then it is a 100-point gold inlaid jade that occasionally hits a second, and it feels pretty cool Xu Qian aside Summarizing the operation of manifesting in front of others just now, while looking around.

This world seems real, maybe it is real, what he came to is a small world opened up by the great supernatural power of Buddhism.

The Buddhist gate is towering and towering, surrounded by clouds and mists, like a fairyland outside the world.

The faint Sanskrit singing in the ear makes people feel peaceful unconsciously, abandoning all the troubles of the world of mortals, and leaving peace and joy in their hearts.

In front of you is a winding stone steps, extending to the depths of the clouds.

Xu Qi'an diverged his thinking and sensed for a moment, but he didn't notice any breath of life, silverfish, birds and beasts disappeared.

"The little monk Jingsi sits guarding the mountainside. It shouldn't be the first level. What is the first level?"

With doubts, he began to climb the mountain.

After walking calmly for a quarter of an hour, Xu Qi'an saw a small stone tablet appearing beside the stone steps, engraved on the tablet: "Eight sufferings!"

"There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, parting from love, resentment and resentment, not getting what you want, and the blazing five skandhas"

Master Du'er's compassionate voice echoed in the audience's ears: "This first test is the Eight-Bitter Formation. Only those with a firm mind are qualified to climb the mountain and continue to accept the test of Buddhism."

On the gossip stage, Emperor Yuan Jing, who was wearing Taoist robes, stood on the edge, overlooking the square, and said in a deep voice: "I have heard of this formation, Jianzheng, what is the power of this eight bitter formation?"

"It's not a question of how powerful it is, it's a particularly grueling formation." The supervisor was drinking a small wine and explained to Emperor Yuan Jing:

"If a young child enters the eight bitter formations, he can easily get out. The more vicissitudes a person has experienced, the harder it is to break through. In Buddhism, the eight bitter formations are used by monks to sharpen their minds.

"Some people have experienced the test, and their state of mind becomes more and more complete. Some people fall into the eight sufferings, and the Buddha's heart is broken."

Emperor Yuan Jing suddenly said in awe: "If the Buddhist eminent monk is like this, let alone him?"

Jianzheng smiled: "It's not so easy to win a battle with Buddhism. Just one of the eight bitter formations, in this capital, there are only a handful of people who can survive safely."

Emperor Yuan Jing frowned upon hearing this.

There are only a handful of people in the capital who can survive the eight hardships. He doesn't think Xu Qi'an is included in this "few number".

How does Wufu face the eight bitter arrays used by Buddhist monks to sharpen the Buddha's heart?

If Buddhism pays attention to a thorough bodhicitta, then a martial artist has no taboos, and a heart is turbid.

"If this battle is lost, the relationship between the allies who were originally equal will be skewed," Emperor Yuan Jing said in his heart.

This is what he is most worried about. Compared with twenty years ago, Dafeng's national strength is so weak that it can no longer be compared with Western Region Buddhism.

But this is a tacit thing, and no one will say it. But if he loses this battle, it will be recorded in the history books, which is equivalent to putting the matter on the bright side.

When future generations study this period of history, they will think that in Yuan Jing's later years, Dafeng's national power was weak, and he, the emperor, was not the master of ZTE, but a fatuous emperor.

"You can't lose. You have to win no matter what. There are three chances. If Xu Qi'an loses, you'd better choose a capable person." Emperor Yuan Jing said word by word.

"It's such a terrifying array?"

After listening to Hengyuan's explanation, Chu Yuanzhen was shocked.

"With Xu Ningyan's character, I'm afraid he won't be able to pass the test of the Eight-Bitter Formation." Chu Yuanzhen mused.

"Perhaps, you should be more confident and remove "I'm afraid"." Heng Yuan said helplessly:

"The eight suffering arrays are used by eminent monks who practice meditation to sharpen the Buddha's heart. When monks fall into it, their minds will be broken, and they will go crazy and lose their minds."

Chu Yuanzhen's face changed slightly: "The Buddhist sect is too vicious, they want to destroy Xu Ningyan?"

Hengyuan said in a deep voice: "The Eight Bitter Formation has another function."

"Without energy fluctuations, without dangerous feedback, the Eight Bitters Formation will not attack me." Xu Qi'an stood by the stone tablet and did not take a step forward for a long time.

No matter, let's break the formation first.

Xu Qi'an stepped on the stone steps and entered the formation. In an instant, the foreground changed, the Foshan faded away, the steps faded away, and the darkness covered his sight.

"Wow"

Immediately, he heard the cry of the baby, and the black curtain was torn apart by the cry. He saw the white walls, white sheets, and the crowd in white uniforms.

A nurse held the newborn baby and really wiped his body.

Lying on the bed was a woman with a pale face and sweating profusely. She had delicate features and was extremely familiar.

"mom"

Subconsciously, Xu Qi'an yelled out.

This is not the birth of Dafeng Xu Qi'an, but the birth of Xu Qi'an who grew up under the red flag and was born in New China.

The child grew up slowly, and after experiencing the happiest childhood, he was forced to go to school. Going to school day after day, year after year, heavy schoolwork dominated his youth.

Finally, after graduating, I grew up and planned to enter the society.

At this time, his parents, who were obviously old, patted him on the shoulder and said with shame: "You have finally graduated from the police academy, and your parents can't give you anything. You have to work hard on your own, and it depends on you to buy a house, a car, and a wife." in myself."

He entered the unit and worked day and night. In order to save enough for the down payment of the house, he was hanging on his head. Finally, he paid the down payment for a house.

Here comes the problem again, no money for renovation

After learning from the painful experience, Xu Qi'an left the company and went into business, but the business failed and began a ten-year struggle.

Ten years later, he finally had a well-decorated house and some savings, and it was time to start a family.

At this time, his father fell ill with a serious illness that almost ruined his family. His father collapsed, and he had to take care of the two elderly people.

For this reason, his girlfriend who had been with him for many years left him.

Shouldn't I have died suddenly drunk at this time? He really wanted to laugh at himself, but his heart became extremely heavy.

The picture changed, he finally got married before the age of forty, and married a pretty good wife, the child was born the next year, and the couple had a big quarrel in order to let the child go to a better school.

From then on, they lived for the child, raised him up, and provided for him to study, until one day, the child said, "Mom and Dad, I'm getting married, but I want a house, and the woman doesn't want to live with you.

"Oh, before that, you have to prepare hundreds of thousands of gifts, just use Dad's pension."

Well, then cut down on food and clothing, provide most of your life savings, and pay off the mortgage for your children. Isn't that what people live for.

So, the son got married, had a wedding room, and started his life. Then, the grandson was born, and his wife was taken away, because he was responsible for taking care of the life of the son and daughter-in-law and taking care of the children.

Xu Qi'an started a widowed life

At the end of this period of life, he lay on the hospital bed and ended his life. Before leaving, there was only an equally old wife by his side.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an felt a sense of relief that "he can finally rest".

One cycle ends and the second cycle begins.

From birth to death, he has been a social animal all his life, trying to "live". When he was young, he was burdened with heavy schoolwork, when he was young, he struggled for the future, when he was middle-aged, he fought for his children, and when he was old, he was still fighting for his children.

Except for the carefree childhood, he was truly "free" when he died, feeling that all burdens had been lifted.

"Is this the eight sufferings of life, birth, old age, sickness and death, what is the meaning of life such as separation of love, meeting of resentment and resentment, not getting what you want, and blazing five shades? My life is not like this, and it shouldn't be like this."

In the reincarnation again and again, Xu Qi'an's thoughts of escaping into Buddhism became more and more serious, and there was a voice in his heart that kept saying: Rest, rest, this kind of life is meaningless.

Let go of all this and you will be free.

"No, no, there is a problem with my will." He immediately realized that there was a problem with his thinking, as if he had schizophrenia.

One bewitched him to flee into Buddhism and seek freedom. One is to strengthen one's own ideas and ideas.

The two consciousnesses collided in the body, Xu Qi'an hugged his head in pain.

"Think about something else, think about the fragrant white butt."

All his performances fell in the eyes of onlookers outside the court, and countless people were worried about him.

"What's going on, it seems to be in pain? But obviously nothing happened."

The array of eight sufferings acts on the soul, and outsiders cannot see Xu Qi'an's spiritual world, so they cannot empathize.

"This is the first level. That person is in such pain. How can he climb a mountain?"

Hearing the words, a personage in the Jianghu said with emotion: "Let's judge, I'm afraid this fight will be suspended."

They didn't know what the Eight Bitter Formation was, they just saw Xu Qi'an entered the "picture scroll" and started to climb the mountain, but after walking a few steps, they just looked like this.

disappoint others.

In the pergola where the royal family was, Mount Mount Xiu clenched his fists tightly, his whole body was tense, and he stared at Xu Qi'an without blinking, fully showing his inner tension.

Huaiqing held the teacup and never put it down.

"Mother, elder brother seems to be in pain." Xu Lingyue said in a crying voice.

The aunt quickly looked at her husband, seeing his face sinking like water, she didn't dare to ask any more, and comforted her in a low voice: "It's all right, your elder brother has always been promising, he is not even afraid of tens of thousands of rebels in Yunzhou, and he is afraid of this How many bald donkeys?"

"Uncle, what's wrong with my elder brother." Xu Lingyin pointed to the sky.

"fine."

Wei Yuan's tone was calm, but his veins were bulging on the back of his hand holding the armrest, and he unconsciously leaned forward. His eyes were always fixed on the "picture scroll" and never moved away.

"Eight bitter array!"

Chief Assistant Wang Zhenwen snorted coldly and said: "This formation is used by eminent Buddhist monks to sharpen their Buddha's heart. If warriors fall into it, if they cannot break through the formation, they will be as useless as a broken man. If they pass through the formation safely, it means that this person has Buddha nature. Take this opportunity to save yourself He entered Buddhism.

"Du'er Luohan is a good means. You beat me up like this and show face. Are you really afraid that I will serve a million elite soldiers?"

As the chief assistant of the Dafeng, Wang Zhenwen was the one talking about the emperor's absence.

He has extensive knowledge and mature political fighting methods, and he can tell Du Er Luo Han's abacus in a few words.

Master Duer recited the Buddha's name with a pleasant tone: "It is not a fortune to convert to Buddhism."

Only then did Chu Yuanzhen know the other function of the Eight Bitter Formation, and he also understood why No. 6 Hengyuan was hesitant to speak just now.

Duer Luohan's plan is indeed a bit sinister.

The first step is to test the Buddha's nature first. If there is no Buddha's nature, Xu Qi'an will be destroyed if he is destroyed, and Buddhism will win. If there is a Buddha-nature, there are still a few more stages to wait in the follow-up, and he will be taken into the Buddhist gate, so that the Buddhist gate will not only win, but also severely slap Dafeng in the face.

Those sent out to fight martial arts eventually became Buddhist disciples, so don't slap them too hard.

In the various pavilions, the dignitaries suddenly changed their colors. The noble ladies and daughters who were just watching the fun also put away their playful mentality and stopped talking and laughing.

Zhuangxiang suddenly became nervous, widened her peach blossom pupils that were slightly raised at the corners of her eyes, and said eagerly: "Huaiqing Huaiqing, the chief assistant said, if you don't break the formation, you will be abolished, and if you break the formation, you will become a monk. What should I do."

Huai Qingxiu frowned. Although she was well-informed and knowledgeable, her cultivation was not satisfactory. The current situation was beyond her ability.

"Then do you want to be abolished, or become a monk?" Huaiqing asked back.

"I" opened my mouth, but didn't say the answer in my heart.

The angry people are not only the dignitaries in the arbor, but also the people watching. In Dafeng, the people living in the capital are the most proud, because they live in the core city of the imperial court and have the pride of the people of a big country.

Because of Jingsi and Jingchen's "provocation" during this period, the people in the capital already had resentment in their hearts. Today, Si Tianjian agreed to fight with the Buddhist sect. Before dawn, the place was full of onlookers.

"Too much deceit, the court is actually weak, and the Buddhists ride on their heads several times, and those masters are silent."

All eyes focused on Xu Qi'an, with nervousness, he held his breath.

My aunt suddenly heard a "click", and it turned out that the husband next to her crushed the armrest of the seat.

Her exquisite brows were tightly frowned, and she said angrily: "Why did you choose Ning Yan to fight, this, what should I do?"

In order to lay the foundation for my nephew, my husband has worked hard for 20 years to train him. If it is true as the old man said, if the formation is not broken, it will be abandoned, and the husband's 20 years of training will be ruined.

It's not a good thing to break the formation, so Xu Ningyan, the head of the house, has a single seedling and becomes a monk

The aunt glanced back at her son and daughter, Xu Xinian frowned, Xu Lingyue bit her lip, her pretty face was full of worry.

"There is a third way to break this formation."

Amid the schizophrenic pain, a thought came into Xu Qi'an's mind, it was the voice of the monk Shenshu.

"Don't respond, don't think about things related to me, just listen to what I say. This array is used by Buddhist practitioners to sharpen their minds. Those who enter the array will have two results: their minds will become clearer, or their minds will be broken.

"If you are not a Buddhist, if you can survive the eight sufferings, it means you have Buddha nature."

No wonder I have the idea of ​​escaping into Buddhism, Buddhism is trying to kill my heart, he thought while enduring the twisted mental pain.

The idea of ​​the monk Shenshu came again: "Besides the above two, there is another way: use the power of sentient beings to break the formation!"

Xu Qi'an waited for a while, but the monk Shenshu stopped talking, out of vigilance, he didn't call out to Shenshu in his heart.

What does it mean to break through the formation with the power of all beings, life is suffering, so it needs the power of all beings to break it? But where do I get the power of sentient beings? This is obviously not the ability that Wufu should have.

The cycle of reincarnation is still going on, and the array of eight sufferings "corrodes" Xu Qi'an's spirit. What's worse, the idea of ​​escaping into Buddhism did not intensify, but the collision of two "personalities" made his spirit even more distorted.

This means that Xu Qi'an really does not have Buddha nature, if he cannot break through, what awaits him is a broken heart.

Xu Qi'an reviewed all of his methods, Heaven and Earth Slash, Heart Sword, Lion's Roar, Face Changing Technique, Mental Cultivation, huh?

Nurturing?

Chu Yuanzhen taught him the meaning of cultivating the sword, using his own emotions as strength, blending into the sword and swaying it out.

My current mood is really bad, but it's not enough to split the eight bitter formations. But, another way of thinking, why do I have to use my emotions?

Why not try to borrow someone else's emotions? Use other people's emotions to cultivate sword intent.

As soon as this thought arose, it was out of control.

He closed his eyes, and borrowed the secret technique taught by Chu Yuanzhen to sense his emotions, but the object changed from himself to the outside world.

Surprisingly, he actually sensed the emotions of the outside world, which were the emotions of the crowd in the capital. These emotions were oceanic, mainly nervous and angry.

Are you angry too?

Then lend me your strength.

Xu Qi'an was immersed in the ocean of emotions, absorbing anger. Gradually, a strong and boundless anger rose from the bottom of my heart.

Like a frenzy, like thunder, like a raging fire.

He unconsciously held down the scabbard, as if about to draw it.

"Not enough, not enough"

Qingyun Mountain, Yunlu Academy.

The Yasheng sculpture suddenly vibrated, and a wave of arrogance rushed to the sky.

A red wooden box hanging above the head of Yasheng's sculpture trembled, and something was sealed inside, and it seemed to break out of the box.

When the clear light flickered, the dean Zhao Shou appeared in the temple, staring at the mahogany box in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, three clear lights flickered, and Li Mubai and three great scholars came to check the situation.

"What's going on, why did the Yasheng sculpture move again?"

Li Mubai's voice suddenly stopped, he stared at the mahogany box in disbelief, and stammered: "It, what's wrong with it?"

Dean Zhao Shou said quietly: "Someone has pulled the power of all beings, and it has revived."

The three Confucian scholars looked at Zhao Shou as if they were crazy.

Zhao Shou ignored them, and bowed: "Senior, please be quiet."

The three great Confucian scholars bowed to each other as if waking up from a dream: "Senior, please be quiet."

The tremors in the mahogany box weakened and gradually returned to calm.

"He's going to draw his knife!" Someone shouted hoarsely.

Among the onlookers, some felt relieved, because Xu Qi'an finally made a move and was no longer immersed in pain, which made them feel relieved.

As long as there are countermeasures, the most fearful thing is that if there is no resistance, you will lose.

Wei Yuan froze for a moment, somewhat puzzled by Xu Qi'an's actions.

It's not just him, but anyone who knows something about the Baku Formation can't understand Xu Qi'an's intentions.

The Eight Bitter Formation is not an enemy, so what's the use of drawing a sword?

Do you cut yourself?

"Father, what does he want to do?" Miss Wang asked in a low voice.

"Can't do anything." Wang Shoufu shook his head, disappointed: "The best result is that he resists the eight bitter formations. I really don't know why the supervisor chose him."

On the tall building, Emperor Yuan Jing said in a deep voice: "Jianzheng, is this the person you want to choose?"

In his opinion, Xu Qi'an's behavior is no different from a dog jumping over a wall in a hurry.

"Your Majesty didn't feel anything?"

The prisoner was looking at him with unconcealable disappointment in his eyes.

Zhuang Zhuang said loudly: "Draw out the knife, draw out the knife."

As soon as she finished shouting, she was stopped by Concubine Chen and reprimanded: "It's unseemly to make noise."

"Why don't you draw your sword, draw your sword quickly."

At this time, someone among the people outside shouted.

"Draw the knife!"

Immediately, someone followed suit.

More and more people joined in, and the shouts became louder and louder. In the end, there was a sound of "sword drawing".

"Draw the sword, draw the sword"

The sound is like a tide.

"enough!"

So, Xu Qi'an drew his sword.

clang

In the peaceful Buddhist environment, a dazzling light suddenly bursts out, it is like the sun breaking through the darkness, like the light that splits the chaos.

What this light gathers is not the power of Xu Qi'an, but the power of tens of thousands of people in the capital, the power of united will.

Click!

The stone tablet with "Eight Suffering" written on it was full of cracks, and then shattered with a "bang".

rumbling

The entire Foshan trembled at this moment, as if it was about to collapse.

This knife cut is the Eight Bitter Formation. The power of the Eight Bitter Formation comes from this Buddhaland.

Therefore, it was the power of this Buddhaland that was cut with the knife.

"Crack!"

There was another crisp sound, but it didn't come from Foshan, but from the outside world.

Master Duer lowered his head in astonishment, and saw a crack in the golden bowl.

"The golden bowl is cracked, the golden bowl is cracked."

The framed "ahhhh" stood up, screamed, pointed at the golden bowl, and stomped non-stop.

The girl's scream echoed.

Hearing Mounting's cry, first the dignitaries in the sheds everywhere subconsciously lowered their heads and looked at the golden bowl. It was found that there was a gap.

"What, the golden bowl is cracked?"

The people in the periphery and people in the world couldn't see the golden bowl, or couldn't see it clearly, and they were very anxious for a while, and they wanted to ask for proof:

"Is it really cracked, is the golden bowl really cracked? I can't see clearly."

The few people standing in front stood on their tiptoes, pushing and shoving the people around them in order to adjust their positions, and finally saw the golden bowl beside Du Er Luohan.

Taking a closer look, I saw a crack on the surface of the golden bowl.

"It's really cracked, the golden bowl is really cracked."

Accompanied by this sound, wild cheers sounded, and the waves were higher than the waves.

"Smelly donkey, isn't he very powerful? Hmph, do you really think I'm a big servant?"

"Go back to the Western Regions, the capital is not a place for you to show off your might."

It was truly a crowd.

The common people are patronizing to talk harshly and have fun, but the focus of the people in the Jianghu is Xu Qi'an.

At some point, another young man with amazing talent appeared in the capital, and his name had never been heard before.

On the roof of the Star Watching Building, overlooking Emperor Yuan Jing who was cheered by the people, a smile appeared on his face.

"not bad!"

He praised with satisfaction, and then asked: "Jianzheng, what happened to that knife just now?"

When did Xu Qi'an become so powerful.

The supervisor ignored him.

In the shed, Ms. Wang pursed her lips, looked at the Chief Assistant Wang Zhenwen, and said in a low voice, "Father, didn't you say that he is doomed?

"OK OK!"

Wang Shoufu interrupted hurriedly with a wave of his hand, "Father admitted that the eye was drilled, so you are satisfied."

That's what he said, but there was no anger in his expression.

He took a sip of tea with a rather relaxed posture, and said, "Wei Yuan has another general."

At this time, the tone was a little depressed.

After hitting the guard area, Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief, touched Xu Lingyin's head, and said lightly: "This knife cut is quite satisfactory, so it's okay.

"However, in your case, can you break the formation with one knife?"

The golden gongs lowered their heads in shame.

Wu Chi Yang Yan couldn't help asking: "How did he do it?"

Wei Yuan's expression faltered slightly, and he recovered in an instant, with Zhizhu's calm tone still in his hands: "When he comes out, just ask yourself."

Wei Gong knew it a long time ago, no wonder he has been so indifferent all the time.

Xu Pingzhi was the happiest, grinning, unable to hide his smile, completely opposite to the state just now.

"Not bad." The old aunt muttered.

This apprentice is really powerful, she has to admit it.

On the roof of the restaurant, Heng Yuan sighed, "It's an unbelievable cut, how did Mr. Xu do it."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Chu Yuanzhen, only to find that No. 4 looked dull, and murmured: "How is this possible, how is this possible"

Like a madman.

What kind of strong impact did Master Xu's slash just now have on No. 4?

Heng Yuan was stunned.

At this time, Master Duer's voice sounded, word by word, clearly passed into people's ears:

"Eight Suffering Formation is only the first level, and the second level is called Vajra Formation. The poor monk saw that this silver gong was exhausted after performing a knife, but he still has the strength to pass the second level?"

Hearing the sound, everyone immediately raised their heads and looked at the "picture scroll".

Xu Qi'an sat on the stone steps, panting heavily, his face pale.

Even ordinary people who don't know how to practice can see that Xu Qi'an is in a bad state.

This made them realize that it was too early to be happy, and they had only passed a level at this time, they were at the foot of the mountain, and they were still far from the top of the mountain.

PS: Sorry, code word code sleep.

I was too sleepy, so I took a rest on my stomach, and ended up oversleeping, so don't wait.

Do your best, go back to sleep, and still have two chapters at night, or one big chapter.