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Chapter 164 ten years

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the tenth year is coming. During these ten years, Qin Hui does either practice swords or challenge masters every day. Ten years passes quickly, and such a long time makes people forget many things. Sometimes when Qin Hui comes back and thinks about it, she will forget that she is in the movie, not the reality.

Whenever this happens, Qin Hui, who feels confused, will take out Zhang Ling's photos. Because after seeing Zhang Ling, Qin Hui will feel that she is just a passerby in the movie.

Time is cruel. In the seventh year of returning from the Wude City, a great hero, Yan Chixia, who bravely entered the underworld, passed away. He fell alone in Lanruo Temple forever, with only a golden demon-slaying sword beside him, accompanying him through the final journey of his life. It is said that his only friend, the famous ranger Yi Ye Zhiqiu, was already smelly when he visited him.

Qin Hui didn't know whether Yan Chixia was a good person. But he knew that Yan Chixia was really loyal. Because of Ning Caichen's affairs, Yan Chixia always blamed herself. The pain left in the city of Wushen was also tortured his heart.

In the eighth year, Zhu Yuming, the king of Song Ming Kingdom, died after being ill for several months because of a cold. Now the prince Zhu Yanqing ascended the throne. After Zhu Yanqing ascended the throne, Fu Tianchou also became the prime minister as he wished. His two daughters Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi also became the queen of the East and West Palaces. However, power is confusing. According to folk rumors, the Fu sisters are having a very unhappy cause for favor.

As for Qin Hui's cheap uncle, Heishan Old Demon, he now hugged the two newly-appointed concubines all day long and lived a happy life. As for the names of these two concubines, one is Nie Xiaoqian and the other is Ning Caichen.

Now, Master Zhao has also risen to the top and becomes the governor of Liangjiang. After becoming the governor, Master Zhao has not been able to get rid of the Captain Wang, because Master Wang has also become the general of Liangjiang. After becoming the general, Master Wang and Master Zhao still fight all day long. Today, Master Wang gives Master Zhao eye medicine, and tomorrow Master Zhao will wear shoes for Master Wang. Haha, just like that, fighting with others is endless fun.

The world is still the same world. The fight and killing every day is the main theme of the whole world.

"Donor, give me some charity!" As he spoke, thirty or forty monks stopped three or four young men dressed in the world.

"Ten, twenty, thirty, thirty seven! Damn! Monk, you are right! More than thirty people came at once, you think we are rich!" The group of knights looked at the monks surrounding him and exclaimed.

"Go, go, go! We have no money!" The tourists from the rivers and lakes said in disgust.

"No broken silver!" Dozens of monks looked at each other, then recited Amitabha Buddha, and said in unison; "Since the donor has broken silver, please give a hundred taels of silver ingot. This is the money for the donors to repair the golden body for the Buddha, and the little monks will not refuse." After saying this, the monks surrounded him.

Looking at the monks surrounding him, the gangsters slowly retreated and shouted, "What! We don't want to give money, so you monks will rob them!"

The monks looked at each other, then held the stick behind them in their hands. After holding the stick in their hands, a gentle little monk said with a smile, "Amitabha! Xiangguo Temple, where the little monks gather, is now adding a golden body to the Buddha. Repairing the golden body for the Buddha is of immeasurable merit. I hope that donors don't have anything outside of the body!"

"It was the monks from Xiangguo Temple who came out to beg for alms. They would snatch all our underwear! Let's run!" Several knights glanced at each other, then scattered and ran towards different places.

"Don't leave, don't leave!" Dozens of monks shouted while chasing.

"Don't leave!" After hearing this, several big men who were eating pulled out their waist knife and rushed out directly.

"Where are you calling me not to leave, and where are you calling me not to leave! Has anyone seen the fugitive?" Several big men waved their swords and asked loudly to the crowd.

Looking at the scenes in front of him, Qin Hui shook her head, hugged the sword in her arms, and disappeared into the crowd.

"Amitabha! Donor Qin has been together for many years, but I didn't expect you to come to visit Baiyun!" In the magnificent Xiangguo Temple, a monk in his thirties, wearing a big red monk's robe, asked at Qin Hui with a smile.

Qin Hui, who was standing outside the hall, looked at the golden body of the Buddha in the hall, and said to Monk Baiyun; "Why am I here? You should know!"

Monk Baiyun clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! The donor has been fighting against the masters from all directions for the past ten years, and he has been unable to raise his head. The limelight is really unique! Haha, I didn't expect that the little monk is so virtuous that he is worthy of the donor's challenge!"

After the monk Baiyun put his hands together, he immediately raised his hand and shouted, "Tathagata's Divine Palm!" Following the words of Monk Baiyun, a golden palm that was rising one by one went towards Qin Hui.

Qin Hui rose from the ground and gave way to the golden palm that was hit.

"Boom!" With a sound of explosion, Qin Hui's golden palm suddenly hit a stone statue of the guardian heavenly king. He smashed the stone statue of the Heavenly King, which was carved from stones in total, which was more than four meters high.

Qin Hui, who was flying in the air, looked at the stone statue that was blown to pieces behind her and said to Monk Baiyun with a smile, "What a monk with Buddha in his heart! It's so dark to start!"

"Good, good!" After a merciful monk Baiyun smiled, he swung his sleeves and waved his palms at Qin Hui repeatedly, shouting, "Ten Thousands of Family Buddhas!" As he spoke, golden palm prints rushed towards Qin Hui one after another.

"Un!" After a dragon roar, Qin Hui, who was holding the sword in her hand, suddenly waved her sword. With the dragon-shaped sword light, she cut all the dozen golden palm prints that were pounced on her with one sword.

"Boy worships Buddha!" ​​Monk Baiyun looked at the sword light that was coming straight to him after cutting his palm print. He clasped his hands together, clamped the sword light into the palm of his hand, and bowed.

"And!" With the sound of dragon roar, the big dragon, which was clamped by monk Baiyun's hands, suddenly rushed out of monk Baiyun's palm and shot towards monk Baiyun's head.

Monk Baiyun looked at the sword light that was coming, quickly tilted his head and narrowly avoided it.

Monk Baiyun looked at the golden blood left in his hand and smiled bitterly, "The donor is extremely powerful. Baiyun, the newly-trained Buddha's golden body, is far from an opponent!"

After Qin Hui fell from the air, she smiled at Bai Yun with a wry smile, and said with a smile, "I have faced various masters in the past ten years and have been challenged by many masters. But among these people, you are the first one to take over my sword energy under the age of fifty!"

"Amitabha!" Monk Baiyun recited the Buddha's name and then invited him to say, "I have many female donors here who need to give alms. Why not stay here for a few more days."

When Qin Hui heard this, she immediately shook her head and said, "Forget it, I happened to be here, so I came up to take a look. These female donors, you should give it yourself!" After saying this, Qin Hui held the sword and turned around and left.

"Amitabha! In front of him, the Buddha cuts his flesh and feeds the eagle, and behind him, I am a monk who saves the world with his body! It is truly a great merit!" Monk Baiyun said, showing a look of compassion.

"Dingdong, congratulations to the host for completing the task, please be prepared for return."

Listening to the sound in his ears, Qin Hui, who had been waiting for ten years, nodded with a smile.
Chapter completed!
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