After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 101|Go and save your friends!

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It is a very tricky thing to save Cen Qingyou, especially since Cen Qingyou still followed Shandao Academy on his own. It is not easy for Daguangming Palace to take the initiative to ask for help, saying that the child is not sensible, and we will take him back to educate him.

And, most importantly, Miaofa may be angry.

Qiao Wan took the initiative to mention Cen Qingyou, and the Buddha in front of him had a cold face, "This is his own choice. Since it is his own choice, he alone will bear the consequences, so why should he still have to spend time in the Great Guangming Hall day and night?" Can’t you take care of him?”

When the trumpet woke up, got dressed, and said goodbye to Miao Dharma, Qiao Wan avoided the monks guarding the temple and found an open space in the Great Guangming Hall with a few monks who were usually friends with Cen Qingyou. , discussing the possibility of rescuing Cen Qingyou.

"Your Majesty...really don't care about Junior Brother Cen's life or death?" The person who spoke was a fat monk named Jian Fang.

"Isn't it possible?" Another thin monk named Jianwen responded, "Who doesn't know that the Venerable has a sharp mouth and a soft heart."

Zen Master Dingren just issued an order yesterday not to allow the disciples of Daguangming Hall to talk about any news related to Cen Qingyou.

Since Qiao Wan was refining his skin, Jian Wen and Jian Fang had been hiding in front of Shandao Academy every day.

"Lu Dechang once swore in front of Lu Yinbing's grave that he would kidnap the Blue Eyed Evil Buddha and execute him." Jian Fang said, "Since they kidnapped Junior Brother Cen, they will definitely send someone out in the next few days. , leave the realm of Jiuyue Mountain and **** Junior Brother Cen back to Shandao Academy."

Everyone gathered together to analyze for a while.

"The person escorting Junior Cen must be an elite disciple of Shandao Academy. How to rescue Junior Cen is a bit tricky."

"Although it is tricky, Shandao Academy is thousands of miles away from the Great Guangming Palace. Since they want to take Junior Brother Cen back, they must keep a low profile along the way. Since they must keep a low profile, the number of people on the road must be simple, so At first glance, they definitely don't have enough manpower." Jianwen rubbed his chin, "If we block them halfway, maybe this thing can still be done."

"In the past few days, I have figured it all out." The thin monk Jianwen added.

It is said that Brother Jianwen was originally a mosquito. Later, he was influenced by the wonderful method and led a group of mosquitoes to become vegetarians.

It is such a terrifying perseverance and perseverance to be able to persuade mosquitoes to change their ways and not bite people but to become vegetarians.

In the words of Fat Monk Jian Fang, His Holiness's kind act of converting mosquitoes to become vegetarians can easily lead to Buddhahood immediately. No matter what, he has to erect some kind of Buddha statue to worship it every day.

Brother Mosquito spread out the "Mosquito Sun" in his hand: "Lu Dechang has made arrangements and will set off the day after tomorrow."

"So, the most important thing now is how to hide it from His Holiness."

When they thought of Master Miaofa, everyone paused in a subtle and tacit understanding.

After all, His Holiness was really angry with Cen Qingyou.

"Actually, there is no way to hide it from His Majesty." Qiao Wan scratched her head and said from the bottom of her heart, "I think Senior is actually very easy to deceive."

Jian Wen agreed: "I think His Holiness is so virtuous and can be easily deceived. In fact, I am willing to come to the Great Guangming Hall because His Holiness personally cooked a dish for me and it was very delicious!"

Much more fragrant than sucking blood!

These male mosquito spirits who have developed spiritual intelligence will also eat some meat and **** some blood in order to practice.

The Venerable's blood is the most fragrant he has ever breathed!

Jian Wen is still drooling when he thinks of that dish.

"Really?" As soon as he finished speaking, a male voice came faintly.

This voice is pure, majestic and noble.

Qiao Wan, Jian Fang, and Jian Wen all froze!

When I turned around, I saw Zen Master Dingren with his eyelids drooping, and Master Miaofa standing quietly under the tree, with a familiar face as black as the bottom of a pot!

Done! !

A chill immediately shot up from the soles of her feet to the back of her head. After realizing what dangerous statement she had just made, Qiao Wan froze for a second, and looked at each other in understanding with Jian Wen. Her first reaction was to wipe the soles of her feet. Come on, get away!

Having just taken half a step out, a ray of Buddha's light came over me.

As soon as his eyes flashed, Miaofa was already holding it in his hand like a little chicken.

Qiao Wan fluttered twice subconsciously and gave in.

Miaofa was carrying Qiao Wan, her long eyelashes were lowered, and her sharp, knife-like gaze was causing death and injury wherever it went!

"Am I easy to cheat?"

Jianfang Jianwen all trembled and almost knelt down in tacit agreement.

"Zun Zun Zun..., Junior Brother Lu may not mean this."

What does it mean to have trouble come out of your mouth? Being picked up by the collar and carried in your hand made Qiao Wan so regretful that her intestines turned blue.

Miaofa said with a dark face: "After you have deceived me, are you going to die again?!"

Seeing that it had reached this point, Jian Fang gritted his teeth and said, "Venerable Sir! Please save Junior Brother Cen!"

We can't, watching Cen Qingyou die in vain!

"Go back and chant sutras!" He almost threw Qiao Wan in his hand. Veins popped up on the Buddha's forehead. He quickly retracted his hand and said coldly: "I will arrange this myself!"

Seeing Miao Fa leading Qiao Wan away, several Guangming Palace brothers looked at each other in confusion, and for a moment they didn’t understand the meaning of Miao Fa’s words just now.

"Your Majesty...is your anger gone?"

"Let me just say, Your Majesty, he just looks fierce."

"Actually——"

Beer is soft-hearted, easy to cheat, and also virtuous!

Although I put down my words and forbid the Guangming Palace to talk about Cen Qingyou, after all, he is the disciple he brought up, and he is a notoriously sharp-tongued person in the entire Guangming Palace. This mess needs a clever way to clean up, and a clever way to wipe the butt. .

Putting Qiao Wan on the ground, the Buddha turned around and gave an order, asking the Great Guangming Hall to assemble a group of disciples.

Since Guangming Palace can’t take the initiative to ask for people, then put on a vest and steal! After taking off your cassock, who knows if you are a disciple of Guangming Hall? ! Even if you are caught, you can still refuse to admit it.

If the information found out by the inspector is correct, Shandao Academy will set off tomorrow, so there is not much time left for her.

Qiao Wan opened the book of Taoism.

This Taoist book does not record any fancy sword moves, but the foundation is very solid.

At any rate, she also spent a few years under the disciple of Kunshan Jian Xian Yu Qingren. Although she dropped out of school, she did not learn anything on the path of "sword".

Over the years, the senior brother has only taught her a few tricks.

Qiao Wan held the sword and recalled Lu Bihan's teachings, and was silent for a long time.

The reason why she used the hammer was not without reason. Since she had abandoned her cultivation and asked herself to come down in front of Zhou Yan, she never thought about using Kunshan Sword Technique again.

This time, the situation is urgent.

She wants to combine Kunshan swordsmanship with this Taoist book to explore her own unique moves!

According to the Taoist scriptures and recalling Lu Bihan's teachings, Qiao Wan had some ideas in her mind.

Sword 1 means quick kill.

The eldest brother is weak, so he pays great attention to the practicality of sword moves. He does not seek to be flashy and beautiful, but only seeks to be quick, accurate and ruthless, so that he can kill with one strike.

Sword Two, main attack.

It is also the most violent and murderous move. The sword move is urgent and violent, attacking step by step, taking forward step by step, moving with the sword, and there is no turning back.

Sword Three, the main guard, walks like clouds, and the sword's intention is like flowing water. Suddenly it moves to a dangerous place, subtle and unpredictable. When it moves to an open place, it is like the bright moon shining on the river, opening and closing.

*

The guarding disciple of Shandao Academy felt that Cen Qingyou was particularly difficult to deal with. At least he had never encountered such a difficult person.

The young man's black hair was neatly gathered on his right shoulder. He was sitting alone in a corner meditating quietly, with a pair of spiritual shackles on his body.

With his spiritual power blocked and cut off, Cen Qingyou was no different from a mortal.

Like mortals, we need to eat, drink, breathe, and sleep.

No matter what you say, the disciples of Shandao Academy are a bit arrogant and do not want to be ignored. They just give them a bowl of rice and water every day to make sure that the person is still breathing. But when he wanted to learn from him, several disciples looked at each other, but they couldn't do such a thing.

Since looking at it would cause trouble, luckily I was out of sight and out of mind, so I tucked it into a corner.

But just because others can't do this kind of abuse doesn't mean that no one can do it.

Seeing that other senior brothers could attend the Three Religions Conference, he could only guard this demon here. One of the guarding disciples felt depressed. Looking at Cen Qingyou, he suddenly got angry and raised his leg to kick him: "What are you blocking?! Get out of here!"

The boy sat upright and said nothing.

These sticks were ineffective, and they decisively angered the opponent.

Who the **** are you showing this noble look to? ! Do you really think that their academy feels sorry for him? !

"What?! Didn't you hear me?!"

The fists and kicks fell like raindrops.

Who is this? This is the evil blue-eyed Buddha! That blue-eyed evil Buddha who was treated as a guest by everyone in the Demon Realm! But what about the evil blue-eyed Buddha? Why don't you kneel in front of him now and be beaten so hard that you don't even dare to let go of a fart? !

The more he was beaten, the more pleasure he felt in the guarding disciple's heart, and his face became distorted.

Look! So what if it’s a blue-eyed evil Buddha? !

Seeing the young man's appearance, I felt a little hesitant in my heart, but then I thought about it, he was so scared, he was also punishing evil and promoting good! As long as this person doesn't die, no matter how excessive they do, the elders will just turn a blind eye!

"I said." The guarding disciple was tired from beating him and squatted down in front of Cen Qingyou.

The boy was born into a wealthy family. He had red lips and white teeth, and was gentle and delicate. However, after being beaten so hard, he was already covered in bruises. His eyes were bruised and purple, and the left side of his face was swollen.

"How about if you call me grandpa, I will let you go?"

Cen Qingyou's Bodhi seed pendant hanging in front of his forehead was stained with blood. He half-closed his eyes and took a breath, coughing up some blood foam.

The guarding disciple was stunned: "□□Mom! You are pretending to be noble!"

As long as the first person dares to raise his foot and give such a kick, there will be others who are still hesitating and dare to take action. If they are unhappy, they will give him a kick. If they feel that wearing white clothes is too eye-catching, they will give him a kick.

Hit!

As long as you keep your breath, Senior Brother Ye and Elder Lu will never interfere!

They are fighting for the academy and to avenge Master Lu! It’s also for the world of cultivation!

*

While Qiao Wan was working overtime to practice, Jian Fang and Jian Wen squatted near Shandao Academy from morning to night.

The inn contracted by Shandao Academy has enough rooms and a large enough house for the academy disciples to come and go.

Qiao Wan knew that Cen Qingyou was locked up in one of these rooms.

But Shandao Academy was very vigilant about Cen Qingyou and sent people to guard the door day and night. Qiao Wan thought about the possibility of sneaking in by "shrinking into a small body", but as soon as she thought about it, she gave up the idea and could only rely on the "mosquito grandsons" who were sniffers to get the news.

Seeing the news from Jian Wen approaching, Qiao Wan carried two special spiritual power sesame cakes from Jiuyue Mountain in her arms. After finishing her practice, Qiao Wan ate the sesame cakes while squatting with Jian Fang Jian Wen day and night.

Finally——

On a cloudy day with falling rain, two teams of disciples finally walked out of the inn!

Neither of the two groups of disciples wore the "uniforms" of Shandao Academy, but they were all ready to go, with solemn expressions. The leader was the one who had fought Qiao Wan at the mountain gate before.

Two or three disciples were escorting a human figure wearing a big cloak.

"Go faster!"

Lifting his leg, he kicked him up.

The human figure was kicked down and slowly got up from the ground, with hands full of muddy water.

"Fuck!" Seeing this scene, Jianwen was so angry that his eyes were red. He was a demon who had reformed his evil ways and returned to righteousness. He didn't care about his verbal and non-verbal deeds.

You expect a mosquito to shut up?

The rain fell on her body, giving her a thin layer of coolness. Qiao Wan pressed her sword tightly and remained silent.

As soon as these disciples change their ways and leave the inn, they will steal it! !

This time "rescuing Cen Qingyou" was originally not about fighting, but about a quick victory and stealing Cen Qingyou back.

But now look at the situation.

Jian Fang, Jian Wen and several Guangming Hall disciples exchanged looks in a tacit understanding. During the battle, if they accidentally missed and stabbed a few to death, that would be no problem! This actually cuts off their sinful karma!

The dark clouds in the sky seem to be getting lower.

Ye Xiyuan frowned, feeling heavy in his heart.

This is the last day. Leaving the boundary of Jiuyue Mountain, it is difficult for the Great Light Palace to pursue them even if they want to.

So, they will definitely take action on this day.

The problem is...

Ye Xiyuan glanced at the peaceful long street.

When will the Great Light Hall arrive?

Looking at the good disciple in front of him who wanted to kick him, Ye Xiyuan immediately stretched out his hand.

"Senior Brother Ye?"

"How long has it been since then, and we are still fighting?" Ye Xiyuan looked at the group of disciples in front of him, hating that iron could not make steel, "Let's take him back to the academy first!"

Can't wait any longer.

Seeing the lack of movement in the Great Guangming Hall, Ye Xiyuan decisively gave an order, "Let's go!"

Perhaps he is overthinking, Ye Xiyuan thought to himself, the people in the Great Guangming Palace don’t care about the life or death of Cen Qingyou at all.

The terrain of Jiuyue Mountain is already rugged and difficult to navigate. Each of the two teams of Shandao Academy disciples pressed their swords tightly and quickly shuttled on the mountain road. More than a dozen pairs of eyes were watching their surroundings vigilantly.

As long as you cross the boundary of Jiuyue Mountain and reach Lanshe Town in front, Elder Lu will arrange a response.

"Why don't you leave quickly?"

The "cloak" in front of him was stumbling, and the escorting disciple was furious. He raised his hand and hit the scabbard with a sword, which made the man in the cloak stagger. Just as he was about to stand up slowly, he was hit again on the waist. foot.

At the moment when he was about to leave the realm of Jiuyue Mountain, a sudden change occurred!

"Ready?" Jianwen took a deep breath, winked silently, and waved behind him.

Copy guy! superior!

Fuck him! Revenge for Junior Brother Cen!

Jian Fang shouted angrily and jumped down from the top of the mountain!

"There is an ambush!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Xiyuan's expression turned cold and he immediately pulled out the chessboard, "The enemy is attacking!"

The monk fell from the sky like an iron mountain, with a golden bell covering his body. With two fleshy palms, he picked up a good disciple with one hand, took a deep breath, and threw it against the mountain wall!

"Bang——"

The entire mountain road was in chaos for an instant.

Qiao Wan, Jian Wen and several other senior brothers from the Guangming Hall joined the battle circle at the same time in cooperation with Jian Fang.

Speedly moving through the narrow mountain road, Qiao Wan rolled and leaped forward, one sword move after another, like a ring.

Sword Two, offensive.

Jian Wen is a mosquito spirit after all. He is thin and raises his hand, and countless mosquitoes and mosquitoes swarm out from his sleeves!

Its ferocity is no less than that of students in later generations running straight to the cafeteria. However, the signal of mosquitoes and mosquitoes is actually no different from students running to the cafeteria.

It’s time to eat!

——Wait! I'm going to penetrate you right away!

——Let me interject! Just plug it in!

The disciples of Shandao Academy couldn't hide. They stepped back a few steps and threw out their swords, trying to slice away the mosquitoes flying in front of them.

One of the disciples suddenly threw out a bladed iron wheel and struck it towards the Jianfang Gate. Qiao Wan jumped up and pulled it with her bare hands!

The iron wheel that was still rotating rapidly fell on the palm of the hand, and the sharp blade "stabbed" a **** **** in the palm of the hand.

Qiao Wan held the iron wheel tightly with her bare hands and stopped the movement of the iron wheel. When she raised her eyes, she saw the disciple who had just swung the iron wheel with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

How the **** is this possible...

His iron wheel is obviously a third-level magic weapon, and it can cut off half of someone's arm in one go! This person can actually fight with his bare hands? !

Actually, Qiao Wan picked up the iron wheel with bare hands because she wanted to test the results of the leather refining. Although she was not truly invulnerable at this stage, it was enough, and the wound on her palm was shallower than she had imagined.

This is still a third-level magic weapon.

Her skin and flesh are much tougher than before.

Looking at the disciple using the iron wheel, Qiao Wan threw out the **** iron wheel with force!

The iron wheel is like a dart, and blood splashes wherever it passes!

No, something seems wrong!

As the war progressed, Qiao Wan's heart became heavier and heavier. Her eyes quickly glanced at the mountain road and happened to meet Jian Wen's gaze.

"Do you feel something is wrong?" Hearing this, the tiger's body trembled, and he glanced at Qiao Wan and gave him a look of understanding.

While Qiao Wan was attacking, she was paying attention to the movements of the Shandao disciples around her.

After a second, a sudden inspiration came to my mind, and I finally understood what was wrong.

These good disciples didn’t run away at all!

Every one of these people was moving their magical weapons, desperately protecting "Cen Qingyou" in the team, without even looking at the remaining half of the road ahead.

Go forward for a while, and you will be able to leave the boundary of Jiuyue Mountain and leave the territory of the Great Guangming Hall. Along the way, Lu Dechang arranged for them to meet them. But none of the disciples from Shandao Academy had the intention to rush out!

When a normal person encounters this kind of situation, wouldn't his first reaction be to stop fighting and evacuate as soon as possible?

Even the Ye Xiyuan she met in front of the mountain gate was just throwing away chess pieces.

They are...

Qiao Wan glanced at him.

What are you procrastinating on?

As for what is being delayed...

Qiao Wan shook her hand, and a sword energy flew out against Cen Qingyou's forehead!

A dark cloak was instantly torn into pieces by the sword light, and then an unfamiliar face was revealed, thin and with single eyelids.

Not Cen Qingyou at all!

Fake?

Jianfang and Jianwen were both stunned!

Sure enough.

Qiao Wan's heart sank, and she quickly waved to a few disciples of the Great Guangming Hall, stepped up the cliff, and left!

Besides this road, there is another way to leave the territory of the Great Light Palace!

On the mountain road on the other side.

A group of disciples from Shandao Academy were rushing on their way with all their strength, non-stop, racing against time.

"Soon."

Seeing Lanshe Town approaching, he wiped the rain off his face. Ye Xiyuan, or the real Ye Xiyuan, cheered up and hurriedly formed his team, "Quick!"

The flying magic weapon is too ostentatious, and I can only walk on two legs along the way. Fortunately, we are finally here.

Looking up and seeing the wilderness not far away, the guarding disciple felt relieved and subconsciously kicked the man in front of him who was tightly covered by a cloak.

"Hurry up and leave, do you hear me?"

This kick was intentional on the boy's side.

A touch of blood was reflected through the cloak.

"Fucking **** and **** all over me."

"What kind of blue-eyed evil Buddha, who is the proud disciple of Venerable Miaofa?" The guarding disciple stretched out his feet contemptuously and pushed against the young man's waist. "The smell of urine can't be covered by the rain. Since If you can’t control your lower body, then don’t do it.”

The guarding disciple turned to the disciple walking next to him and said with a smile: "Have you ever heard of 'looking at the sky'?"

"Just sharpen a small tree, then poke it into the back, stretch out your hand, break it, let go, and let the elasticity of the trunk lift you up into the sky."

Glancing at the "cloak" in front of him, the guarding disciple raised his sword and said, "Why don't you leave quickly?!"

"Cloak" still didn't give any reaction.

The young man lowered his eyelashes and walked steadily. The wounds on his body were cracked a lot. The white clothes stained with dirt could still vaguely see some plum blossom petals on the corners of the robes.

The guarding disciple felt angry.

Just showing it to who? !

Proud? Who do you show your pride to? !

He raised his foot and kicked, unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and pointed it straight at the young man || stabbed half of his body in——

Jianguang——

The sword light penetrated the rain curtain and split a string of splashing raindrops.

Following this, a large amount of bright red blood splashed across the entire mountain wall.

Then flying into the air was——

The guarding disciple froze on the spot, and together with the disciples of Shandao Academy, stared blankly into the air. When he reacted again, his vision suddenly dwindled, and he fell to the ground.

When he reached out and wiped it, his leg was covered in blood! !

Those are his legs!

The lower half of his body was sliced ​​into the sky by a neat sword.

The young man's eyes were splitting as he looked at the scene in front of him with fear.

A string of blood beads flying into the air reflected a pair of dark eyes. Qiao Wan jumped down from the cliff with her sword drawn, blood dripping from the tip of the sword.