Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 234 Three Buddhists

The carriage drove past a manor, where people were sharing pots of porridge, and the crowd was crowded one after another.

Because of pushing and shoving each other, screams and noises continued.

"Line up, line up!"

"There are all of them, don't squeeze them, and come one by one in order."

A bold bald man presided over the order, clasping his hands together and reciting the Buddha's name from time to time.

"Three catastrophes come to the world, Maitreya crosses the world!"

"Three catastrophes come to the world, Maitreya crosses the world!"

"My Buddha is merciful!"

When distributing porridge, the refugees also recite the Buddha's name, and then a big bowl of hot porridge will be handed over.

Mo Qiu lowered the car curtain, his eyes dew in thought:

"Three Buddhists?"

"Master." Xu Yue lowered his voice and said:

"I feel that these three Buddhisms are a bit weird, and they seem to win the hearts of the people. I wonder if the Lu family will take care of them?"

In recent months, there have been many refugees in Dong'an Prefecture, and various weird sects have grown among them.

These three Buddhisms are one of them.

There are quite a few similar sects, most of which are under the guise of the power of immortals and Buddhas, used by the forces of the rivers and lakes to recruit subordinates and take the opportunity to find young people with potential.

However, these three Buddhists, who do not know which forces are backing them, dare to preach with great fanfare in the inner city, and are not afraid of being targeted by the Lu family.

but……

What does this have to do with me?

For these refugees, if they can fill their stomachs and not starve to death, they are satisfied, and they don't care about other things.

"Forget it." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"Let's go!"

"yes."

The ruts turned, heading towards the bustling inner city.

bird house.

The carriage stopped in front of the restaurant, Mo Qiu bent down to get out of the carriage, and saw two restaurant staff driving the refugees away.

"Go away!"

"Go away!"

"It's really bad luck. This kind of person can also enter the inner city. I don't know if he is infected with the plague."

Mo Qiu stopped, his eyes fell on a few refugees, his brows subconsciously frowned.

One of them was unkempt and pale, that's all, he still had a lot of pustules on his skin.

Has the plague in Ling County spread to this side?

With a sigh in his heart, Xu Yue parked the carriage behind and walked up the bird tower first.

top floor.

Fu Ao had been waiting for a long time, when he heard the sound of footsteps, he hurriedly greeted him, with an anxious expression on his face:

"Brother Mo, you are finally here!"

"It seems that the time is still early." Mo Qiu looked at the sky:

"Brother Fu is in a hurry?"

"Of course." Fu Ao said solemnly:

"Yu Juluo first challenged Mr. Hongye, who was No. 17 on the Qianlong Young Phoenix Ranking, and Feicha Taibao, who was No. 13. Today, he is here to challenge Qiushui Fairy, who is No. 7, and me."

"How can I not be in a hurry?"

"It's all fish." Mo Qiu's eyes dew in thought:

"But that young talent from Yuzhou?"

"Not bad." Fu Ao nodded:

"This person is only in his early twenties, and he is already a first-class master. Since he came to Dong'an Mansion half a year ago, he has been constantly challenging the people on the list of potential dragons and young phoenixes."

"Now, it's finally my turn. I don't want to be kicked out in despair in the last year."

Fu Ao, nicknamed She Hai Jin Ao, is about the same age as Mo Qiu, and currently ranks third in Qianlongchufeng.

In the next year, even if his cultivation base increases again, he will be removed from the list due to his age.

In front of him are Feng Chaoen, the shadowless magic sword from Zhaixing Tower, and Dong Xiaowan, the Liuhe sword.

Dong Xiaowan has been ranked number one on this list for two consecutive years!

As for the original Flying Swordsman Peng Yunan and others, either they entered the Lu Mansion or they were over the age, and they all fell off the list.

"Don't worry." Mo Qiu slowed down his voice:

"Miss Guo has outstanding swordsmanship and extraordinary strength. Although she is ranked seventh, her strength ranks among the top five."

"It's not that easy for Yu Juluo to beat her."

"That's why I'm worried." Fu Ao sighed:

"If even Fairy Qiushui is not Yu Juluo's opponent, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to win."

"Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, brother Fu don't have to be persistent." Mo Qiu pulled the chair and stool and sat down by himself.

"It's different this time." Fu Ao shook his head:

"The list of potential dragons and young phoenixes is a title ranked by Dong'an Prefecture. How can outsiders occupy the top three on this list?"

"Besides, let's not talk about Dong Xiaowan, my strength is not much different from Feng Chaoen's. If I lose, Yu Juluo may be able to rank second in a row, and he may take away the number one in two years' time."

Dong'an Mansion's list of hidden dragons and young phoenixes, but the first place is not from Dong'an Mansion, it's really not nice to say it.

"Yeah." Mo begged for clarity:

"So, what are you going to do?"

"Simple." Fu Ao's eyes lit up, he patted his palms, pointed out the window, and said:

"Later, Yujuluo and Miss Guo will compete on the Fenjiang stage. Brother Mo, take a look and give me some pointers."

"When experts compete, the outcome is only on the front line. Sometimes the weather, mood, and even clothing will affect the outcome." Mo Qiu looked sideways, with a calm expression on his face:

"Even if I see something, if you want to win, Brother Fu, you are the key."

"I understand." Fu Ao breathed a sigh of relief:

"However, with brother Mo's discerning eyes, and seeing the opponent's flaws, Fu can have more confidence in his heart."

"pity!"

He sighed and said:

"Brother Mo, you don't want to show your strength, otherwise you will be the number one on this list."

"I'm joking." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"The list of potential dragons and young phoenixes is based on cultivation, the innate potential for advancement. Although my swordsmanship is good, my cultivation is not enough."

Compared with other people who achieved first-class achievements in their early twenties or even eighteen or nineteen, he is indeed too slow.

"That's right." Fu Ao Ying said, his face suddenly became solemn:

"here we go."

The two of them stared intently, looking out through the window sash.

The Fenjiang Terrace stands along the river and is a docking point for boats. After being abandoned a few years ago, it became a place where many people agreed to fight.

today.

The rampant knife and fish are here to challenge the two masters Qiushuixianzi and Jinao, which has already attracted many onlookers.

"Shua!"

Colorful satins are flying, beautiful shadows are turning in the air, and the autumn water fairy Guo Yun has already lightly landed on the ring.

With a long sword on her back, her pretty face turned cold, and she looked at the people in the audience:

"Yujuluo, come up!"

She had to be angry.

The other party challenged the two of them in one go today, and she was in the front row. Obviously, in Yu Juluo's eyes, she was just warming up to challenge the last person, and she didn't even think about losing.

Wait a minute, I want you to look good!

The audience around the stage applauded even more.

Although Qiushui Xianzi is not a local, but she is married to flying swordsman Peng Yunan, so she is not an outsider.

On the contrary, Yu Juluo is not only a foreigner, but also so arrogant, which naturally arouses public anger, but his strength is strong enough, no one can cure him at present, I only hope that someone can give him some color today.

"Ah……"

Under the stage, a well-built man grinned softly and stepped onto the ring step by step.

The man is dressed in a short skirt, with a long knife hanging from his waist, bare elbows, bare feet, short hair like thorns, and his whole body is full of wildness.

On the stage, Yu Juluo clasped his hands together:

"Fairy Guo, please!"

"please!"

Guo Yun's pretty face was serious, the long sword came out of its sheath and fell into her palm, with the sword's intent, all distracting thoughts in her heart disappeared.

There is only a fierce sword intent, ready to move.

"Hmm..." Sensing the change in the other party, Yu Juluo narrowed his eyes and showed seriousness on his face.

Being able to be at the top of the list of potential dragons and young phoenixes, this woman should not be underestimated!

However, he was not afraid, he was excited by the opponent's sword intent, instead of flinching, he was full of fighting spirit.

"Fairy, please act!"

"good!"

With a yell, the long sword came across the sky.

The sword light is like autumn water, shimmering, refracting thousands of phantoms, making it difficult to distinguish the true face, let alone how to resist, the only option is to catch it with nothing.

"This Qiushui sword is said to be exchanged by a flying swordsman from the Lu residence. It is extremely sharp." Fu Ao narrowed his eyes slightly and said:

"Furthermore, it complements Fairy Qiushui's swordsmanship, one person with one sword, and a woman will not give way to a man."

"En." Mo Qiu nodded:

"The twenty-four solar terms swordsmanship of the Guo brothers and sisters is extremely mysterious, like the rotation of the four seasons, it can be said to be unique."

"One trick and one style are connected in series without hindrance, and there is no flaw."

Of course, the so-called lack of flaws is only in theory. In fact, there are no flaws in swordsmanship, but humans do.

Insufficient strength is itself the biggest flaw.

In Mo Qiu's eyes, the speed is too slow, the strength is too weak, and the changes are slow, all these are flaws.

Since ancient times, there are no invincible exercises, only invincible people.

While speaking, the two on the ring had already formally fought.

Ramp knife!

The saber intent is free and unscrupulous, the castration is fierce and cruel, and there is a kind of extreme madness.

In just a split second, the light of the sword filled all directions, and the squeezed sword shadow in the field turned into countless fragments, which made people feel pain in the eyes at a glance.

In this regard, Mo Qiu's evaluation is extremely flat.

"The knife skill is good."

Fu Ao raised his eyebrows, but he felt a little helpless, after all, the other party had the strength to say so.

He himself was serious.

In my mind, I put myself into Guo Yun's place, trying to crack and fight against the rampant knife.

"Zheng!"

The sword clank.

The fragments of the sword shadow were actually shattered and could not be extinguished, and countless sharp sword qi, either real or fake, swirled out.

Sword shadows flew like autumn rain.

Down below, the light of the sword is vertical and horizontal, reckless and fearless, turning into shadows of swords, and rushing towards the shadows of swords in the opposite direction.

All of a sudden, the sound of clashing swords and swords in the arena was endless, sparks splashed everywhere, and energy was crisscrossed, but it was difficult to find any traces of people among them when seeing the shadows of swords and swords.

Only a few people have amazing eyesight and can barely see the situation clearly.

"The Qiushui Sword looks soft, but in fact it is tough. It can produce changes in impossible places, and it has acquired the magic of sword intent transformation." Mo Qiu looked contemplative and said:

"Heng Xing Dao's moves are fierce, but lack subtlety. When it comes to transformation, it is actually not as good as the Twenty-Four Solar Terms swordsmanship."

"However, this sword technique has a very high intention, and it is not heavy-handed. It can fully display its power in the hands of Yu Juluo."

"Then..." Fu Ao said:

"Brother Mo, who will win this battle?"

"It's hard to say." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"Their cultivation bases are almost the same, both of them have first-class internal skills, and even their moves..."

"wrong!"

Mo Qiu narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said:

"Yu Juluo still possesses a top-notch hard skill. It's strange. I've never seen it before. Miss Guo is about to lose."

"Ah!" Fu Ao's complexion changed:

"So fast?"

"Don't worry." Mo Qiu said:

"Not so fast. Even if Yu Juluo is strong enough, it will take a while to defeat his opponent."

"Unless, he doesn't hide his hard work, but it seems that this is his hole card, and it won't be easily revealed."

While speaking, he couldn't help but look contemplative.

Yu Juluo's hard work is very strong, he can catch the sword energy hard without being hurt, it is comparable to the real body of the sixth level Heisha, and it is terrifying for his age.

"Brother Mo." Fu Ao's eyes showed anxiety:

"In your opinion, what are my chances of winning?"

"Brother Fu is too unconfident about himself." Mo Qiu was speechless:

"Your Xuansi's true strength is unique in Dong'an Mansion. It is so pure that it is almost invincible at the same level. As long as you go all out to suppress Heng Xing Dao at the beginning, don't let him display his subtle moves, at least 70% odds of winning."

As for the hard work, Xuansi's true strength can also temper the body, although it is not as good as fish, but it is not weak.

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