Chapter 346 The Plan of Hegemony

"Wang..."

Outside Leshan, a small boat gently rowed the water waves, carrying five people, one woman, two men, one old and one young, and slowly passed under the Leshan Buddha.

"Whenever I see this big Buddha, I think of my father. The master said that if my father hadn't sacrificed his life and left me to the master, I would have died in the hands of the fire unicorn in Lingyun Cave.

Nie Feng stood in the bow of the boat and couldn't help looking at the Buddha and sighing gently.

"Fire Kirin! It is rumored that there is a strange fruit called Blood Bodhi in Lingyun Grottoes. Eating it can not only cure all diseases, but also greatly increase people's skills! However, although this blood bodhi is good, no one can bring it out of the hand of the mythical beast!" With Nie Feng's words, Qin Shuang also came over.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Mud Bodhisattva smiled and asked, "Master Fengtang, do you know why your father came here?"

"I heard from my master that my father came outside the Lingyun Cave because he wanted to compete with Nanlin's sword!"

"Fire Sword, Nanlin Sword Head!" Listening to Nie Feng's words, Mud Bodhisattva shook his head and sighed, "Master Feng, I have something important to ask the two masters for help!"

"Senior, please speak!" For this mysterious mud bodhisattva, Nie Feng and Qin Shuang both lowered their heads and said respectfully.

"My parents have died since childhood. I want to implore the two masters to find a family that can * her before rushing to the world meeting!"

The clay bodhisattva stroked the little girl's head with love, and when he heard his words, Kong Ci couldn't help asking strangely: "God, aren't you my father's best friend? Can you still encounter danger when you go to the world this time?"

The Mud Bodhisattva looked at the calm river, played with his little granddaughter and said with a smile, "Ha ha, the Mud Bodhisattva can't protect himself when he crossed the river!"

"Grandpa, where are you going?" The little girl heard the meaning of the difference in the words and couldn't help stuffing the fire monkey into the arms of the mud bodhisattva and asked softly.

"Grandpa is going to find an old friend. I can't take you there this time!" Mud Bodhisattva smiled, and then looked at Nie Feng without blinking. It was not until Nie Feng nodded gently that he was relieved.

The bow of the boat slowly turned around and headed for a village on the edge of Leshan Mountain...

"Hey, haha..."

The village was very lively, and a very cute little girl was punching and kicking martial arts.

The little girl doesn't know anything about martial arts, and punching is also funny, but because the little girl's boxing is ridiculous, everyone likes this beautiful little girl very much.

"Senior, it's all done. The old couple in the village who had no children promised to * braids, and they didn't even ask for the money we gave them!"

Looking at the little girl who kept drawing in the crowd, Nie Feng held a folding fan and whispered beside the clay bodhisattva.

"So the best, so the best!" Mud Bodhisattva nodded repeatedly, hiding aside and looking at his granddaughter with a smile.

Looking at the smiling mud Bodhisattva, Qin Shuang thought for a moment and couldn't help saying, "God, in this world, the most people die is this kind of unarmed villagers. In my opinion, it's better to send the braids to a large family to avoid suffering in the countryside all day!"

"You don't understand, this is fate!"

The Mud Bodhisattva shook his head, and then asked the two, "What's wrong with Bu Jingyun now?"

"The second brother has a withdrawn personality, but martial arts is the best of the three of us. No one in the world is his opponent except the master."

"What a will! God's will!" Mud Bodhisattva nodded repeatedly and said something that everyone didn't understand.

"Senior, what exactly are you talking about?" Looking at the mud bodhisattva who played dumb riddles, Kong Ci, who was active, couldn't help interrupting and asking.

"Ha ha, your time has not come, but the time has come! Life is all life!"

The clay bodhisattva laughed for a while, sad for a while, and slowly walked towards the river.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?"

"Meet the fate..."

Just when Nie Feng and the three were puzzled, a bamboo raft suddenly shot like a sword by the river, and on the bamboo raft, a masked man stood proudly.

The bamboo raft broke through the wind and waves, and the masked man snorted coldly after seeing the mud bodhisattva and flew up from the bamboo raft.

"What kind of person!"

Looking at the masked man flying over, Qin Shuang shouted and raised a punch to hit the masked man's chest.

Qin Shuang's fist brought a cold wind, and the masked man also greeted Qin Shuang's punch without saying a word.

"Kkaka..."

The fist fight between the two did not make an imaginary collision sound, and Qin Shuang immediately frosted on his body at the moment of the collision of the two fists, and involuntarily flew back and fell in fiercely after smashing a grass house.

"Hidden head and tail, who are you?" After seeing that the masked man punched Qin Shuang away, Nie Feng did not retreat and kicked him before the masked man grabbed the mud bodhisattva.

"Pa..."

The masked man stood steadily on the bamboo raft by the river, looking at the fast-coming Nie Feng also kicked away.

"Pa..."

Nie Feng and the two kept kicking their legs, and because of the injury on their legs today, Nie Feng was kicked in the chest by the masked man after a few breaths, and his body was directly smashed into the water.

"Hmm..." Looking at Nie Feng, who was kicked into the water a few times, the masked man snorted dissatisfiedly, then looked at Kong Ci beside him, grabbed the mud bodhisattva and flew towards the river.

"Grandpa, grandpa, come back!"

When he turned around, he saw the mud Bodhisattva flying far away. He couldn't help but stop his fists and feet and ran to the river crying.

"Come back quickly, little braids!"

Looking at the little girl running to the river, the two 70-year-old couple quickly ran up and held the little girl in their arms.

"Brother Feng, what can I do!" Qin Shuang ran out of the grass house and only saw Nie Feng, who was wet all over, and a shadow of the mud bodhisattva could faintly see.

"There are people outside, and there is a sky outside. Brother, when I came out this time, I suddenly felt that I understood a lot of things that I didn't understand before. Now let's go back to the world.

At this time, Nie Feng was soaked, but his eyes were brighter than before.

Leshan, the rudder of the world meeting.....

"Mud Bodhisattva, Mud Bodhisattva! You have been hiding from me for ten years, leaving me such a rag!"

In a secret room in the world's meeting, Xiong Ba grabbed the black cloth on his face and threw a machine treasure box in the secret room in front of the pustered mud Bodhisattva.

"Lord, don't worry, it's not that my mud bodhisattva doesn't come to see you, but that the time has not come!"

The clay bodhisattva smiled, lowered his body to pick up the treasure box and put it on the stone platform beside him.

"What now? Is the time now?" Xiongba took two steps forward, grabbed the collar of the mud bodhisattva and roared repeatedly.

"Lord, please have a look!" Mud Bodhisattva didn't mind holding his collar at all, but picked up the treasure box and gently turned it on it.

"Treasure box, hurry up, tell me what will happen to my lower body!"

Looking at the ever-changing treasure box, Xiong Ba opened the clay bodhisattva in his hand and stood there at a loss like a child waiting for his mother to cook dinner, staring at the mud bodhisattva's movements.

"Kka..."

"Kkaka..."

The treasure box is full of symbols of heaven and earth, and with the action of the mud bodhisattva, the originally messy order slowly became clear and gradually returned to the original position.

"Boom..."

With the return of the last group of heaven and earth branches, the treasure box suddenly burst open, and a dazzling golden light flew out of the treasure box and turned into two lines of characters, appearing in front of Xiong Ba.

"The nine clouds and dragons are amazing, and the wind and clouds will dive!"

Looking at the two lines of big words in front of him, Xiong Ba read out word by word, and then grabbed the shoulder of the clay bodhisattva and hurriedly asked, "Mud Bodhisattva, the fate of my life is no different from what you said. Tell me quickly. Do these two sentences represent the fate of the rest of my life? What does this sentence mean?

Looking at Xiongba's eager face, the clay bodhisattva gently stroked the treasure box and smiled, "It's wind and cloudy to fail. You are the body of the golden dragon, destined to rise from the wind and clouds, and also fall by the wind and clouds..."

"God, it rises and falls because of the wind and clouds! Doesn't that mean that Fengyun wants to usurp the throne!" Just as Xiong Ba looked eager, no one noticed Wen Chou who was hiding outside the door. At this moment, he was covering his mouth and running away.

"You said that the rest of my life will be controlled by the wind and clouds, like a dragon swimming in shallow water!"

"Exactly, the master's ten years of great luck have passed, and now is the time to turn straight down!"

Xiong Ba shook his head repeatedly, waved his hand violently, and flew out the treasure box in the hands of the mud Bodhisattva.

"I don't believe it. I'm Jinlong. I'm the one who wants to win the world. No one can cure me. All the storms and fates are all fake. I only believe that people will win the sky!" Xiong Ba roared repeatedly, and some white buns fluttered behind him.

"Ha ha, the master believes in fate all his life, but now he has begun to deceive himself!"

The mud bodhisattva did not explain, but just smiled slightly. Looking at the smile on Mud Bodhisattva's face, Xiongba clenched his fist and raised a trace of murderous intent in his heart.

Yes, Xiongba has believed in fate all his life. If he didn't believe it just now, it is impossible for him to reflect so much. And it was because he believed that he wanted to hear Mud Bodhisattva say that it was just a joke.

Who can be ruthless if he is not a sage? Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun have been cultivated for ten years. If there is a choice, even with the traitorous character, he doesn't want the two people in this fate to be their own disciples.

And now there is obviously no choice. Since there is no choice, it would be better for me to defeat the world than let the servants betray me that day!

Xiongba gently closed his eyes, slowly unfolded his clenched hands, and gently straightened his robe.

Looking at the changing expression on Xiongba's face, the mud bodhisattva smiled even more.

"The delicious and delicious environment here is good. Since the master has already had a plan in his heart, I, Mud Bodhisattva, will wait for the master to change his life against the sky..." The clay bodhisattva bowed slightly to Xiong Ba, and then held the treasure box back in his arms and sat motionless in the secret room.

"Hmm..." Xiong Ba snorted coldly, and then slammed the door and locked the mud bodhisattva in the secret room.

"Wen Chouchou, Wen Chouchou, where have you died!"

Xiongba was furious when he returned to the hall. He picked up the tea next to his seat and took a sip, and then fell the teacup to the ground.

"Master, you call me!"

Wen Chouchou is still the same, but compared with the skillful hero, the foundation on Wen Chouchou's face is thicker. And the crow's feet at the corners of the eyes also indicate the ruthless years.

"Where have you died!" Xiong Ba slapped the armrest of the chair and questioned Wen Chouchou.

"I, I..."

"Report, the master, Nie Feng and Qin Shuang are back with Miss Kong Ci!"

Just when Wen Chouchou hesitated but couldn't answer, the bodyguard outside the door came to respond loudly.

"Tell them in!" Xiong Ba glanced at Wen Chou Chou under his eyes, then rubbed his forehead, and said with the reliever's expression.

The bodyguard turned around and left. After a while, Nie Feng and the others walked into the hall.

"Wen Chou, why are you sweating so hard? You look so ugly!" After entering the hall, Qin Shuang saw Wen Chou ugly with a sweaty face at a glance.

"I'm going to die. It's hot!" Wen Chou turned his eyes to Qin Shuang, shaking the small fan in his hand and taking the opportunity to look at Xiong Ba.

"Master, the apprentice is incompetent. The mud Bodhisattva has been robbed. Please punish him!"

Just when Qin Shuang secretly doubted the abnormality of Wen Chou, Nie Feng fell to the ground with a bang.

"Humph, you can't even do this little thing well. How can you be the master of this Shenfeng Hall and how can you be my hegemonic disciple! And you, Qin Shuang, as a big brother, how can you even make mistakes in this little thing!"

Xiong Ba stood up from his seat with an angry face, pointed to Nie Feng and scolded them, while secretly observing the expression of Nie Feng.

"Disciples are incompetent and willing to be punished!" Nie Feng did not think much, but knelt on the ground with Qin Shuang and said in a low voice.

"Dad, it's not that the two brothers are incompetent, but that the opponent is too strong! At that time, my daughter was also around, and the man who robbed the Mud Bodhisattva was really not something that the two brothers could deal with!"

Looking at the angry bully, Kong Ci couldn't help walking forward and knelt on the ground with Nie Feng.

"Little sister!" Nie Feng looked at Kong Ci, who was kneeling aside, and couldn't help saying sadly.

"It's okay, boo..."

Kong Ci smiled secretly, and then gently pulled Nie Feng's hand, making Xiong Ba, who had been staring at Nie Feng, nodded thoughtfully.

"Hmm, meritorious service, criminal punishment. This is the rule of the world. Since you two have made mistakes, you have to be punished. I plan to punish you..."

"Stepping..."

Just when Xiongba wanted to announce the punishment, Bu Jingyun, dressed in black, suddenly pushed the door and entered the hall with a matchless sword in one hand and a head in the other.

"Master, the unparalleled sword and the head of the lonely side are here, please check!" Bu Jingyun's face was calm, and he raised his cloak behind him. He held a sword in one hand and knelt on one knee with his head in one hand.

"Okay, he is really my good apprentice. He has been lying in Wuhuang City for half a years, and he has been given the end by you! What a hero since ancient times!"

Xiong Ba looked at Bu Jingyun in front of him, and then looked at Nie Feng beside him. His face kept changing. After a while, he said again: "N Nie Feng did not do well and was fined three months' salary. As a big brother, Qin Shuang was fined half a year's salary. As for Bu Jingyun, the reward is 1,000 taels of gold and five pieces of brocade robes.

"Wen Chou Ugly..."

"My subordinates are here." Wen Chouchou was stunned when he heard Xiong Ba called himself, and then quickly lowered his head.

"Go and order me to make some good brocade robes. Fortunately, I still have disciples like Bu Jingyun, otherwise I will lose all my face!" Xiong Ba looked at Nie Feng and the other two dissatisfiedly, then stepped down from his seat, stood beside Bu Jingyun, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled. " Among the three disciples, the one I am most optimistic about is you, and you really live up to expectations. I will have someone in the world! Get up and don't kneel!"

"Thank you, master!" Bu Jingyun stood up from the ground, then took out a few colorful stones from his body and handed them to Kong Ci beside him as if no one was around.

"Second brother, thank you, but even with these four, you still owe me 16 different styles of colored stones!" Kong Ci smiled and took the stone handed over by Bu Jingyun and carefully put it in his hand.

"As long as you like it!" Looking at Kong Ci's happy appearance, he always thought that Bu Jingyun was a paralyzed hero, but he saw a soft smile on his face.

"Kong Ci, what do you want like your second brother?" Xiong Ba looked at Kong Ci with a smile on his face, and then looked at Nie Feng, who was a little unhappy because Kong Ci played with the stone in his hand.

"Oh, this is my agreement with my second brother. I like these different colored stones, and my brother promised to find me 81 different styles, and now there are still 16 left!"

Kong Ci fiddled with the stone in his hand and looked at Bu Jingyun beside him with a smile.

"It seems that Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun are not just as simple as caring for Kong Ci. Maybe the person who broke the situation is on my daughter! What a storm? I want you to fight to the death. Let's see how you can do it!"

Looking at Kong Ci, who was laughing with Bu Jingyun, Xiong Ba smiled and his eyes kept flowing between Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng.

Outside the unparalleled city, a hut built between green mountains and green waters...

"Big uncle, uncle. It's me, I'm Duguming!"

"Woo-woo..... Uncle, our Wushuang City has been destroyed and died. Except for me, all the lonely family in Wushuang City has died. You have to make the decision for us!"

Outside the small grass room, Duguming, dressed in white filial piety, knelt on the ground. Behind him was a peerless city disciple who went out with him to look for the fire. Now he is also dressed in filial piety.

"Lord Jiansheng, the unparalleled sword was robbed, the unparalleled city was destroyed, and the head of the old city owner was cut off. You must make the decision for us!" With the cry of Duguming, all the filial disciples also cried and said.

"Amitabha!" Looking at the disciples around him who kowtowed repeatedly, Shi Wuzun also wore a white monk's robe today and couldn't help chanting the Buddha's name.

"Dang Dang..."

The gate of Jiansheng Grass House was closed, and as everyone cried, the sword behind everyone's back kept ringing, as if it was about to come out of its sheath.

"Uncle, if you don't make the decision for us, I will die in vain! Uncle, I have been alone for several generations of family business, and I will be destroyed by the world overnight. Everyone died so miserably!"

"Dang Dang..."

"Oh, Oh, Oh..."

The sword behind everyone shook violently, and when everyone became more and more frightened, the sword behind it flew out of the scabbard with a brush and surrounded the grass.

In this way, more than 100 swords turned this seemingly dilapidated grassy into the world of swords in an instant.

"Squeak.....

In everyone's eyes, the door of the grassy slowly opened. As the door opened, a middle-aged man in his forties gently came out of the grass.

"Duncle, you, you, you are rejuvenated..."