Chapter 1439
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Just like song Xinhao's roar at this time, these countless vagabonds who gather in Liusha county are totally bereaved dogs.
"You are vagrant loose repair, you leave your hometown, you come up to the north in confusion, the waste of Xiaoyao city to escape, and you are the loose repair in loose repair!"
In the center of Xiaoyao City, song Xinhao, on the snow lotus terrace, continues to roll out under the black robe. The roar is merciless. If the words have magical power, then the power of this summer's leader and mouth is undoubtedly incomparable. It is like a heavy hammer with a handle hitting the minds of these monks.
The Sun Halo above the head slowly rises towards the East. After song Xinhao's roar falls, the whole huge Xiaoyao city outside the snow lotus terrace is still very quiet.
These have countless faces, from different races of vagrant monks, facial expression, or only numb.
"It's no use. The monks in Xiaoyao city have been lying on the ground for so long that they have forgotten that they can still stand up. Just as you can never wake up a person who pretends to sleep, the old sanxiu smashed the whole northern border, and could not call up some blood in the hearts of these casual monks!"
Not far from the snow lotus terrace, on the second floor of the humble Inn, two figures, one black and one white, were standing at the window, watching what happened in front of them.
A girl with noble temperament, like snow lotus flower, who can't bear to blaspheme, at this time she put on a white robe made of pure white feathers, which is more holy. After her sweet voice came out, sun Qian, standing with her hands on her side, opened her mouth and responded:
"aunt Xuelian's words are still somewhat biased. Our majesty often says that there is no such thing under thousands of roads The so-called absoluteness, and what people think of as absoluteness, is actually limited by the horizon. "
After sun Qian's voice dropped, the white robed girl fell into a few thoughts and then sighed:
"the yellow sand all over the sky not only obscures people's sight, but also blocks the road ahead. As a vagrant and casual practitioner, I don't have the so-called insight."
"The man who pretends to sleep can't wake up. It's because the person who wakes him up is not strong enough."
Sun Qian's voice with a little air leakage just fell down. On the snow lotus platform in front of them, song Xinhao's mouth slightly raised under his black robe, and the voice continued to spread:
"I don't know what you homeless dogs are afraid of the friars of garbage sect. After your heads are twisted off, they are no different from others."
When the voice dropped, song Xinhao directly raised his foot and gave a heavy kick to the head under him. After listening to a loud noise, the head flew out of an arc and landed in the group of monks below.
"Oops!"
The head of the disciple of the sect, who was dead with his eyes closed, fell from the top to the bottom. He was so frightened that the monks at the bottom were like small animals under attack and fled outward, leaving a large space in an instant.
"Look at your spineless appearance. Even the dead people are afraid of this. You should lower your head to have a good look. What's the difference between their death and yours?"
With the constant roar of song Xinhao, he would lift his feet and kick the heads of the monks scattered under his feet, and kick them one after another into the group of monks, causing numerous riots.
The next breath, song Xinhao came to the side of the box, which was full of radiance. He directly reached out and took out a handful of shining coins. The voice continued to spread out:
"the wooden ten immortal coins I mentioned before would never break my promise, but now there is a more exciting one. I wonder if you are interested in free repair?"
After that, song Xinhao pauses for a moment, and then he speaks loudly to the bottom again:
"who dares to step on the heads of these monks would have given him 100 cents. That's 100 cents. You know, with so many coins, ordinary vagrant monks can live in Xiaoyao City for decades."
As soon as song Xinhao said this, his eyes lit up one after another, and he began to look down at the heads lying on the ground in front of him. There was a strong color of hesitation in his eyes.
The more and more heavy gasps came from every monk's mouth. The back and forth conversion between fear and greed made these wandering monks feel anxious. Then someone bit their teeth and was about to step out, but they were held by their companions. A low voice rang out:
"you are crazy. These disciples have relatives, friends and elders to seek opportunities in the north Come back after a long time and settle accounts after autumn. You'll die miserably. Although the immortal coins are good, they have to be fated to spend. What can we fight against those clansmen? "
As soon as this exclamation broke out, the fear of the monks of the zongmen family in the bottom of my heart surged to my heart again, which made these loose practices who had already taken steps to stop their bodies.
"A lost dog is a lost dog. Even if you don't dare to gnaw at the bones you throw, you'll get a ten fold increase in reward for the first one to step on."
Speaking of this, song Xinhao raised his right hand, opened his five fingers, and directly uttered a word from the bottom of countless sanxiu's heart:
"a thousand cents!"
At the same time, sun Qian, on the second floor of the inn, moved his eyes and spoke faintly"Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men. Even if there is no spirit of wandering and repairing, there will be a few who are not afraid of death."
Before his voice fell, a young response was heard directly from the group of monks:
"this head, I will step on it!"
After the road came out with a firm voice, a young and emaciated figure came out of the crowd. Then the man pulled out his windbreak robe, revealing his shriveled face and his broken right arm.
"It's Li Brokeback. We've been looking for him all night last night, but we didn't expect that he suddenly appeared in front of him. It's a good way."
Many people in the group knew Li's broken arm, so after the latter showed his appearance, they looked at each other one after another, and their ideas met.
Then, under the gaze of countless eyes, the young sanxiu, walking forward step by step, came directly under the high platform and stopped before several rolling heads.
The next breath, the whole center of Xiaoyao City, the turmoil subsided and continued to become silent. Then this young man, who has been living on the edge of wandering and loose repair, but has become the center of everyone's eyes, lowers his eyes and looks at the head in front of him without saying a word.
After two minutes, in full view of the public, the young monk directly raised his right foot and trampled on the head under his feet.
This foot, broken arm and loose repair, as if using all the strength of life, so stepped on the head, issued a sound not weak:
"poop!"
As soon as the sound came out, his heart suddenly shook violently. At the same time, the head under his feet was like a watermelon that was trampled and exploded.
Scarlet dirt scattered and splashed. Then, under countless exclamations, the young man with broken arms continued to raise his head, looked at Song Xinhao on the high platform, and began to speak word by word:
"Sir, I don't want this thousand gold coins, but I have only one request: let me join the snow lotus religion you say!"
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Just like song Xinhao's roar at this time, these countless vagabonds who gather in Liusha county are totally bereaved dogs.
"You are vagrant loose repair, you leave your hometown, you come up to the north in confusion, the waste of Xiaoyao city to escape, and you are the loose repair in loose repair!"
In the center of Xiaoyao City, song Xinhao, on the snow lotus terrace, continues to roll out under the black robe. The roar is merciless. If the words have magical power, then the power of this summer's leader and mouth is undoubtedly incomparable. It is like a heavy hammer with a handle hitting the minds of these monks.
The Sun Halo above the head slowly rises towards the East. After song Xinhao's roar falls, the whole huge Xiaoyao city outside the snow lotus terrace is still very quiet.
These have countless faces, from different races of vagrant monks, facial expression, or only numb.
"It's no use. The monks in Xiaoyao city have been lying on the ground for so long that they have forgotten that they can still stand up. Just as you can never wake up a person who pretends to sleep, the old sanxiu smashed the whole northern border, and could not call up some blood in the hearts of these casual monks!"
Not far from the snow lotus terrace, on the second floor of the humble Inn, two figures, one black and one white, were standing at the window, watching what happened in front of them.
A girl with noble temperament, like snow lotus flower, who can't bear to blaspheme, at this time she put on a white robe made of pure white feathers, which is more holy. After her sweet voice came out, sun Qian, standing with her hands on her side, opened her mouth and responded:
"aunt Xuelian's words are still somewhat biased. Our majesty often says that there is no such thing under thousands of roads The so-called absoluteness, and what people think of as absoluteness, is actually limited by the horizon. "
After sun Qian's voice dropped, the white robed girl fell into a few thoughts and then sighed:
"the yellow sand all over the sky not only obscures people's sight, but also blocks the road ahead. As a vagrant and casual practitioner, I don't have the so-called insight."
"The man who pretends to sleep can't wake up. It's because the person who wakes him up is not strong enough."
Sun Qian's voice with a little air leakage just fell down. On the snow lotus platform in front of them, song Xinhao's mouth slightly raised under his black robe, and the voice continued to spread:
"I don't know what you homeless dogs are afraid of the friars of garbage sect. After your heads are twisted off, they are no different from others."
When the voice dropped, song Xinhao directly raised his foot and gave a heavy kick to the head under him. After listening to a loud noise, the head flew out of an arc and landed in the group of monks below.
"Oops!"
The head of the disciple of the sect, who was dead with his eyes closed, fell from the top to the bottom. He was so frightened that the monks at the bottom were like small animals under attack and fled outward, leaving a large space in an instant.
"Look at your spineless appearance. Even the dead people are afraid of this. You should lower your head to have a good look. What's the difference between their death and yours?"
With the constant roar of song Xinhao, he would lift his feet and kick the heads of the monks scattered under his feet, and kick them one after another into the group of monks, causing numerous riots.
The next breath, song Xinhao came to the side of the box, which was full of radiance. He directly reached out and took out a handful of shining coins. The voice continued to spread out:
"the wooden ten immortal coins I mentioned before would never break my promise, but now there is a more exciting one. I wonder if you are interested in free repair?"
After that, song Xinhao pauses for a moment, and then he speaks loudly to the bottom again:
"who dares to step on the heads of these monks would have given him 100 cents. That's 100 cents. You know, with so many coins, ordinary vagrant monks can live in Xiaoyao City for decades."
As soon as song Xinhao said this, his eyes lit up one after another, and he began to look down at the heads lying on the ground in front of him. There was a strong color of hesitation in his eyes.
The more and more heavy gasps came from every monk's mouth. The back and forth conversion between fear and greed made these wandering monks feel anxious. Then someone bit their teeth and was about to step out, but they were held by their companions. A low voice rang out:
"you are crazy. These disciples have relatives, friends and elders to seek opportunities in the north Come back after a long time and settle accounts after autumn. You'll die miserably. Although the immortal coins are good, they have to be fated to spend. What can we fight against those clansmen? "
As soon as this exclamation broke out, the fear of the monks of the zongmen family in the bottom of my heart surged to my heart again, which made these loose practices who had already taken steps to stop their bodies.
"A lost dog is a lost dog. Even if you don't dare to gnaw at the bones you throw, you'll get a ten fold increase in reward for the first one to step on."
Speaking of this, song Xinhao raised his right hand, opened his five fingers, and directly uttered a word from the bottom of countless sanxiu's heart:
"a thousand cents!"
At the same time, sun Qian, on the second floor of the inn, moved his eyes and spoke faintly"Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men. Even if there is no spirit of wandering and repairing, there will be a few who are not afraid of death."
Before his voice fell, a young response was heard directly from the group of monks:
"this head, I will step on it!"
After the road came out with a firm voice, a young and emaciated figure came out of the crowd. Then the man pulled out his windbreak robe, revealing his shriveled face and his broken right arm.
"It's Li Brokeback. We've been looking for him all night last night, but we didn't expect that he suddenly appeared in front of him. It's a good way."
Many people in the group knew Li's broken arm, so after the latter showed his appearance, they looked at each other one after another, and their ideas met.
Then, under the gaze of countless eyes, the young sanxiu, walking forward step by step, came directly under the high platform and stopped before several rolling heads.
The next breath, the whole center of Xiaoyao City, the turmoil subsided and continued to become silent. Then this young man, who has been living on the edge of wandering and loose repair, but has become the center of everyone's eyes, lowers his eyes and looks at the head in front of him without saying a word.
After two minutes, in full view of the public, the young monk directly raised his right foot and trampled on the head under his feet.
This foot, broken arm and loose repair, as if using all the strength of life, so stepped on the head, issued a sound not weak:
"poop!"
As soon as the sound came out, his heart suddenly shook violently. At the same time, the head under his feet was like a watermelon that was trampled and exploded.
Scarlet dirt scattered and splashed. Then, under countless exclamations, the young man with broken arms continued to raise his head, looked at Song Xinhao on the high platform, and began to speak word by word:
"Sir, I don't want this thousand gold coins, but I have only one request: let me join the snow lotus religion you say!"
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Just like song Xinhao's roar at this time, these countless vagabonds who gather in Liusha county are totally bereaved dogs. "You are vagrant loose repair, you leave your hometown, you come up to the north in confusion, the waste of Xiaoyao city to escape, and you are the loose repair in loose repair!" In the center of Xiaoyao City, song Xinhao, on the snow lotus terrace, continues to roll out under the black robe. The roar is merciless. If the words have magical power, then the power of this summer's leader and mouth is undoubtedly incomparable. It is like a heavy hammer with a handle hitting the minds of these monks. The Sun Halo above the head slowly rises towards the East. After song Xinhao's roar falls, the whole huge Xiaoyao city outside the snow lotus terrace is still very quiet. These have countless faces, from different races of vagrant monks, facial expression, or only numb. "It's no use. The monks in Xiaoyao city have been lying on the ground for so long that they have forgotten that they can still stand up. Just as you can never wake up a person who pretends to sleep, the old sanxiu smashed the whole northern border, and could not call up some blood in the hearts of these casual monks!" Not far from the snow lotus terrace, on the second floor of the humble Inn, two figures, one black and one white, were standing at the window, watching what happened in front of them. A girl with noble temperament, like snow lotus flower, who can't bear to blaspheme, at this time she put on a white robe made of pure white feathers, which is more holy. After her sweet voice came out, sun Qian, standing with her hands on her side, opened her mouth and responded: "aunt Xuelian's words are still somewhat biased. Our majesty often says that there is no such thing under thousands of roads The so-called absoluteness, and what people think of as absoluteness, is actually limited by the horizon. " After sun Qian's voice dropped, the white robed girl fell into a few thoughts and then sighed: "the yellow sand all over the sky not only obscures people's sight, but also blocks the road ahead. As a vagrant and casual practitioner, I don't have the so-called insight." "The man who pretends to sleep can't wake up. It's because the person who wakes him up is not strong enough." Sun Qian's voice with a little air leakage just fell down. On the snow lotus platform in front of them, song Xinhao's mouth slightly raised under his black robe, and the voice continued to spread: "I don't know what you homeless dogs are afraid of the friars of garbage sect. After your heads are twisted off, they are no different from others." When the voice dropped, song Xinhao directly raised his foot and gave a heavy kick to the head under him. After listening to a loud noise, the head flew out of an arc and landed in the group of monks below. "Oops!" The head of the disciple of the sect, who was dead with his eyes closed, fell from the top to the bottom. He was so frightened that the monks at the bottom were like small animals under attack and fled outward, leaving a large space in an instant. "Look at your spineless appearance. Even the dead people are afraid of this. You should lower your head to have a good look. What's the difference between their death and yours?" With the constant roar of song Xinhao, he would lift his feet and kick the heads of the monks scattered under his feet, and kick them one after another into the group of monks, causing numerous riots. The next breath, song Xinhao came to the side of the box, which was full of radiance. He directly reached out and took out a handful of shining coins. The voice continued to spread out: "the wooden ten immortal coins I mentioned before would never break my promise, but now there is a more exciting one. I wonder if you are interested in free repair?" After that, song Xinhao pauses for a moment, and then he speaks loudly to the bottom again: "who dares to step on the heads of these monks would have given him 100 cents. That's 100 cents. You know, with so many coins, ordinary vagrant monks can live in Xiaoyao City for decades." As soon as song Xinhao said this, his eyes lit up one after another, and he began to look down at the heads lying on the ground in front of him. There was a strong color of hesitation in his eyes. The more and more heavy gasps came from every monk's mouth. The back and forth conversion between fear and greed made these wandering monks feel anxious. Then someone bit their teeth and was about to step out, but they were held by their companions. A low voice rang out: "you are crazy. These disciples have relatives, friends and elders to seek opportunities in the north Come back after a long time and settle accounts after autumn. You'll die miserably. Although the immortal coins are good, they have to be fated to spend. What can we fight against those clansmen? " As soon as this exclamation broke out, the fear of the monks of the zongmen family in the bottom of my heart surged to my heart again, which made these loose practices who had already taken steps to stop their bodies. "A lost dog is a lost dog. Even if you don't dare to gnaw at the bones you throw, you'll get a ten fold increase in reward for the first one to step on." Speaking of this, song Xinhao raised his right hand, opened his five fingers, and directly uttered a word from the bottom of countless sanxiu's heart: "a thousand cents!" At the same time, sun Qian, on the second floor of the inn, moved his eyes and spoke faintly"Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men. Even if there is no spirit of wandering and repairing, there will be a few who are not afraid of death." Before his voice fell, a young response was heard directly from the group of monks: "this head, I will step on it!" After the road came out with a firm voice, a young and emaciated figure came out of the crowd. Then the man pulled out his windbreak robe, revealing his shriveled face and his broken right arm. "It's Li Brokeback. We've been looking for him all night last night, but we didn't expect that he suddenly appeared in front of him. It's a good way." Many people in the group knew Li's broken arm, so after the latter showed his appearance, they looked at each other one after another, and their ideas met. Then, under the gaze of countless eyes, the young sanxiu, walking forward step by step, came directly under the high platform and stopped before several rolling heads. The next breath, the whole center of Xiaoyao City, the turmoil subsided and continued to become silent. Then this young man, who has been living on the edge of wandering and loose repair, but has become the center of everyone's eyes, lowers his eyes and looks at the head in front of him without saying a word. After two minutes, in full view of the public, the young monk directly raised his right foot and trampled on the head under his feet. This foot, broken arm and loose repair, as if using all the strength of life, so stepped on the head, issued a sound not weak: "poop!" As soon as the sound came out, his heart suddenly shook violently. At the same time, the head under his feet was like a watermelon that was trampled and exploded. Scarlet dirt scattered and splashed. Then, under countless exclamations, the young man with broken arms continued to raise his head, looked at Song Xinhao on the high platform, and began to speak word by word: "Sir, I don't want this thousand gold coins, but I have only one request: let me join the snow lotus religion you say!" www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
