Wuxia: I’m driving Gundam in Mixed Wu

From Wuliang Town to Pinggu Mountain, the whole journey is only more than 5,000 miles.

However, Qin Chuan’s group stopped and stopped.

It took more than 20 days to reach the bottom of Pinggu Mountain.

At this time, there are no more than two days left before the day of the game.

On Pinggu Mountain, it is obvious that there is no place to live.

Qin Chuan and his party found an inn in the town at the foot of the mountain.

Temporary stay.

“Lord Qin Zhuang, I didn’t expect to meet you in this place.”

At the door of the inn, Hatomo Zhi took a young man and saw Qin Chuan’s group.

“Master, I haven’t seen you for a long time, I really have a chance to meet in a thousand miles.”

To be honest, Qin Chuan already had a hunch that in Pinggu Mountain, he would definitely meet many acquaintances.

Unexpectedly, the first acquaintance I met was Hatomochi.

“Lord Qin Zhuang, the day was different, and the little monk missed it very much.”

Since leaving the Qin Mansion, Jiu Mozhi has no supply of unlimited spirit tea.

The progress of martial arts cultivation immediately slowed down.

Although Hatomochi’s obsession with martial arts has dissipated, it is inevitable that he will still feel some regrets.

At this time, Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing also stepped forward to salute Hatomo Zhi.

The two women and Hatomo Zhi are considered to have a master-apprentice relationship, and ‘Xiao Wuxianggong’ and ‘Fengshen Leg’ are still led into the door by Hatomo Zhi.

Hatomo Chi saw that Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing were restrained.

Obviously, the internal strength has been achieved.

I can’t help but feel that I really missed a lot.

Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing are just talented in the eyes of Hatomozhi.

However, the speed of cultivation can only be obtained by relying on external forces.

However, the two women’s breath was long and steady, without a trace of impetuosity, which made Hatomochi sigh at the magic of Lingcha.

“The master came to participate in the game.”

Su Xinghe chose a successor for his master, and the first choice should be young talents.

In the case of Hatomochi, talent may be counted, but young people do not know how many years have passed.

Although the servant who delivered the letter to Pinggushan was deaf and mute, he was definitely not blind.

I guess I won’t have sent the invitation to Hatomochi.

“The little monk traveled all over the world, and overheard that there was a chess game here, and specially brought his apprentice to get to know the young talents of the Northern Song Dynasty.”

Hatomochi called the young man behind him and introduced:

“This is the disciple that the little monk accepted some time ago, Lin Pingzhi.”

Lin Ping was dressed in a green shirt, with beautiful eyebrows and very handsome.

It’s just that there is a miserable look on the face, which makes people look a little uncomfortable.

“Master, you shouldn’t use strong on people’s little brothers, look at this reluctant face.”

Lin Pingzhi?

Lin Pingzhi in Qin Chuan’s memory seems to be one, but far away in Daming, it shouldn’t be so coincidental.

“Lord Qin Zhuang doesn’t know something.”

Hatomochi smiled bitterly and said:

“Pingzhi is a Daming man, because his family was brutally killed, he went into exile to the Northern Song Dynasty.”

“I just happened to be met by the little monk, and seeing that the little monk’s kung fu was acceptable, I wanted to worship the little monk as a teacher, practice martial arts, and avenge my parents in the future.”

“The little monk is a monk, and the killing intention of Ping is so great, how can the little monk agree.”

“But Ping Zhi saw that the little monk did not allow it, and he was forced to die.”

“The little monk had to take him as a disciple and take him with him, hoping to use the Dharma to eliminate his murderous intention.”

Qin Chuan understood that Lin Pingzhi was still the same Lin Pingzhi, and the encounter did not change much, but he just escaped in the wrong direction.

What puzzled Qin Chuan was when Hatomochi became such a virgin.

Lin Pingzhi forced him to die, and he accepted this disciple.

Moreover, the great feud between parents can not be eliminated by Hatomo Chi in a few words.

Is Hatomo Zhi too worthy of himself, or is he too underestimated Lin Pingzhi.

Qin Chuan shook his head and asked Hatomo Zhi:

“Master, the parents of this little brother Lin are the ones who commit great evil?”

Before Hatomo Zhi could speak, Lin Pingzhi preemptively said:

“My parents were businessmen, good to people, and did not do evil.”

“It was someone who coveted my family’s martial arts skills to kill my parents.”

Lin Pingzhi seemed to think of the unbearable past, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was gritting his teeth.

“Master, this is what is wrong with you.”

Hatomochi looked surprised, when is the time for retribution, I use Buddhism to eliminate a person’s killing intention, where is wrong?

“If Brother Lin’s parents are big and evil people and are killed, it is a causal cycle, and I will definitely not help Little Brother Lin say a word.”

“However, Brother Lin’s parents are good people, but this fate has befallen them.”

“Little brother Lin, as a son of man, if he doesn’t even revenge his parents, isn’t it better than pigs and dogs.”

“Master, you have walked the rivers and lakes for decades, and your hands have never been contaminated with human life.”

“Naturally, I don’t know that there is a pain of revenge.”

“Do not persuade others to be good without suffering others.”

Lin Pingzhi didn’t expect Qin Chuan to speak for him, and he was moved for a while.

At the same time, I heard that Hatomochi had been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he had not killed or injured anyone.

For a while, everyone looked at Hatomochi as if they were looking at a rare animal.

“Ahem…”

Hatomochi coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.

Before being enlightened by Qin Chuan, Hatomo Chi did not have the idea of killing, but he did not kill every time for various reasons.

After the great enlightenment, Hatomo Chi was even more kind, let alone killing, and even felt guilty for shooting heavily.

The current Hatomo Zhi is not the Hatomo Zhi that Qin Chuan wants to see, it is too pedantic and good.

“Master, Buddha has compassion for all sentient beings, but there are also times when the angry eyes of Vajra and the demons are lowered.”

“Master, you’re in love.”

Qin Chuan’s words were like a sledgehammer, knocking on Hatomo Zhi’s head.

Looking back on the experience of the past six months or so, Hatomochi found that he seemed to have achieved great enlightenment and refined his Dharma.

In fact, it is just rushing from one extreme to the other.

At this time, Hatomo Zhi was once again broken by Qin Chuan, and his thoughts suddenly cleared.

Qin Chuan looked at Hatomochi smiling more and more freely, and he was determined in his heart, knowing that the Hatomochi he had always wanted to see should appear.

So he tentatively asked:

“Master, two days later, the Pinggushan Chess Conference, but there are many heroes and talents.”

“I don’t know if the master intends to participate.”

Hatomo Zhilang smiled and replied:

“I definitely want to participate, without me Hatomochi, how can it be regarded as a gathering of heroes.”

Although Hatomochi’s reply was arrogant, coupled with his indifferent expression, there was an indescribable sense of freedom.

It’s eye-catching.