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"This strand of sword intent belongs to my master, not mine."

Luoluo quickly explained when she saw so many good swords appearing in front of her.

She didn't expect that the sensation caused by this sword intent would be so great. She didn't know what to choose for a while, and hurriedly told these swords the real situation.

"Om..."

And those peerless swords, trembling one by one, are showing their attitude.

They didn't mind that the sword intent wasn't falling.

They feel that they are not qualified to be Qin Feng's sword, but it is not bad to be Luo Luo's sword and stay by Qin Feng's side all the time.

Seeing these swords, he didn't have any dissatisfaction because the sword intent was not his own. He continued to stay here, and Luoluo suddenly fell into a tangle.

Don't know which handle to choose.

"Void Sword!"

Luoluo suddenly noticed that among the many long swords, there was a good sword of the sixth rank, called Taixu Sword.

Although there is a gap between the sword intent and the Taixu Sword Art she cultivated in her body, they are very similar.

Immediately, Luoluo made a decision and chose this Taixu sword.

"Chong..."

The Taixu Sword suddenly burst out with a powerful kendo aura, very happy.

In fact, it has long since discovered that Luoluo's cultivation technique is very similar to the Taixu Sword Art practiced by its previous master, but there seems to be a lot of difference between the two sides.

Therefore, he did not show his sword intent, for fear that Luoluo would not choose it because of the different ways.

Seeing that Luoluo never made up his mind, he decided to give it a try and release the sword intent in his body, but he didn't expect to be caught by Luoluo immediately.

As for the other swords that were not favored by Luoluo, they were all extremely lost at this time.

But helpless, can only reluctantly returned to the top of the mountain.

The Fire Emblem Sword was even more depressed. He didn't expect that he would be injured twice by a pair of master and apprentice.

Lonely re-inserted on the stone.

"Let's go down the mountain!"

Luoluo looked at the Taixu Sword in her hand and was very satisfied.

Then she walked down the mountain.

.........

Meanwhile, at the foot of the mountain.

Huiming folded his hands together and walked on the sword peak, not paying attention to those swords at all.

Instead, he is constantly looking for those kendo geniuses who are drawing their swords.

"Chong..."

Suddenly, there was a kendo genius who pulled out a good sword and let out an astonishing sword cry.

The arrogant was instantly overjoyed that day.

Hearing the movement, Huiming walked over with great strides.

"Donor, I think you have a relationship with Buddhism, are you willing to become a disciple of Buddhism?"

Hui Ming slowly said to the kendo Tianjiao.

Very polite.

"Buddha? I'm sorry, I'm not interested."

That Kendo Tianjiao shook his head.

He had already inquired about Buddhism.

But not interested in reciting Buddhist scriptures all day long.

Moreover, the friendly appearance of those Buddhist disciples made most people feel no threat, but he always felt a little uncomfortable.

"It seems that the donor still doesn't understand the mystery of Buddhism."

Huiming said slowly.

As he spoke, his hands formed seals, and behind his body, a dazzling Buddha light erupted.

The whole person is set off with a sacred atmosphere.

That day, Jiao's whole person's expression suddenly stiffened, as if he had seen a world of bliss.

"Only by joining Buddhism and believing in Buddhism can we avoid all suffering in the world."

Huiming said slowly.

As he said that, the Buddhist text pinched out by his right hand directly penetrated into Tianjiao's body.

Then turned away.

The seeds have been planted.

Just wait for him to slowly take root and sprout.

After a long time, Tianjiao's expression gradually returned to normal.

"Buddhist..."

he murmured.

I plan to learn more about Buddhism after I leave Jianfeng.

In the next time, Huiming was very busy.

To save the young kendo genius here.

As long as a strong good sword can be drawn.

will become his target.

"Donor, please stay."

Luoluo was on his way down the mountain when he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

When she turned around, it was Huiming.

"Little monk, what's the matter?"

Luoluo asked suspiciously.

She is older than Huiming.

"Donor, I think you have a relationship with Buddhism, are you willing to become a disciple of Buddhism?"

Hui Ming still spoke the words just now, speaking slowly.

He noticed the Taixu Sword in Qin Zining's hand.

"I don't want to."

Luoluo shook his head.

Hearing this, Huiming was not surprised.

Behind him, the golden Buddha light erupted again, and the smile on his face was full of sacred aura.

"You... what are you doing?"

Luoluo looked at Huiming's sudden appearance, puzzled.

She wasn't affected at all.

Because she had already seen Qin Feng cultivate the Buddhist Pure Land when he was in Gufeng, and the sacred aura was countless times higher than the Huiming in front of him.

Already used to it.

Hearing this, Huiming was stunned.

He looked a little unnatural and asked, "Didn't you see it?"

"what did you see?"

asked in confusion.

"Elysium!"

Huiming said slowly.

"What is Elysium."

Luoluo was even more puzzled.

Hui Ming was shocked.

His Buddhist attainments are the most profound among the younger generation of the entire Buddhist sect, and there is hardly any difficulty in saving his peers.

But he never thought that Luoluo would not be affected at all.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave."

Luoluo saw that Huiming did not speak, then turned around and continued to walk down the mountain.

"How is it possible? It's impossible!"

Hui Ming could no longer maintain his usual calm and fell into self-doubt.

He hurried forward and called Luoluo again.

"Little monk, what's the matter with you? Don't you like me!"

Luoluo felt something was wrong.

She said, "Aren't you Buddhist monks not allowed to marry wives?"

With the rise of Buddhism so fast, she naturally understood.

Hearing Luoluo's series of questions, Huiming's face suddenly darkened.

This girl is too reminiscent of it!

"Cough cough... The donor misunderstood."

Huiming coughed awkwardly and said, "Can I ask the donor to look at me seriously?"

"what?"

Luoluo looked at Huiming up and down, and asked in confusion.

At this time, Hui Ming recited the scriptures in his mouth, and once again pinched a more mysterious seal with his hands.

The golden light behind him slowly condensed a phantom.

Buddha!

However, the phantom was so blurry that it was almost impossible to see the figure clearly.

But the astonishing divine aura was increased several times. Hui Ming's face was pale. Obviously, it was extremely difficult for him to condense such a phantom.

"Donor, are you willing to convert to Buddhism?"

Huiming spoke again.

The voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, and it sounded mighty.

His eyes were like torches, looking at Qin Zining's eyes, as if the Buddha was examining the common people.

"I don't want to."

Luoluo shook his head and said truthfully.

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