Turns Out I'm a Great Cultivator Chapter 283

Land of the Southern Barbarian.

Kill a piece of blood.

Xia Chao had changed from a passive defense to an active offensive. Although he hadn't been able to gain a foothold in the land of Nanban, he had completely blocked Tu Jiu's footsteps, and he continued to win.

At the same time, under the suggestion of Meng Junliang, a recruitment list was established to recruit talented people from all over the world and expand the territory.

Such a situation naturally made people excited, and countless people of insight came to take effect.

Zhou Yunwu had been guarding the front line. He was in a tent at this time, listening to report on the battlefields everywhere.

There is only Meng Junliang beside him. Due to the shortage of manpower, Huoda has been sent to the front line to support.

Zhou Yunwu held a slightly old book in his hand, as if reading the most precious treasure in the world, and exclaimed: "The "Tai Gong Art of War" given to us by your husband is really mysterious and invincible. With this kind of art of war, this king can't calm down. In the chaos of war, what face is there to see the husband?"

Meng Junliang said in awe: "The sir's talent is already detached from the world, but although we have the art of war, the art of war is only effective for mortals. We must always pay attention to the changes on the battlefield. The demons have many methods."

"This is natural!" Zhou Yunwu's expression sank, and then he said: "Military, how many immortals are currently recruited?"

Meng Junliang said: "The demons are not afraid of death. After all, the cultivators are selfish, and their combat power is slightly insufficient."

Zhou Yunwu's eyes condensed suddenly, and he said in a deep voice: "Keep on recruiting! It is announced to the public that if there is a sect to join in and contribute to the battlefield, I am willing to share the national fortune with him!"

He has a heavy heart, and his husband has high hopes for himself, and he is willing to hand this burden to himself. In any case, he will win!

Meng Junliang opened the mouth and said, "Major, there is good news."

"Oh? Come on." Zhou Yunwu's eyes brightened.

Meng Junliang opened the mouth and said: "There is an immortal who claims to be Buddhism and Bodhisattva, who preached Buddhism and exquisite Dharma. He has already recruited many believers, and he has joined the battlefield like the demons.

"Hahaha, it's really good news!"

"And... this Buddhism seems to be the master's handwriting!"

"It turned out that Mr. did it!"

Meng Junliang's words made Zhou Yunwu's heart beat wildly, his face suddenly showed ecstasy, and he trembled: "This Buddhism, is it the Buddhism in "Journey to the West"?"

He thought of the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty in Journey to the West, where the emperor of the world could have an equal dialogue with the immortal in the heavenly palace, and he had been longing for it. At this time, he was naturally too excited.

Meng Junliang nodded calmly, "It should be right!"

Zhou Yunwu reverently said: "Okay! It must be the monk who counts the demons as powerful, and only then opened Buddhism."

"Report--"

At this moment, a soldier rushed outside the door with blood all over his face and a panic expression.

Zhou Yunwu walked out of the tent and frowned, "What's the matter?"

The soldier hurriedly said: "Thanks to the king, a heavy fog suddenly appeared on the Nanping battlefield, and I couldn't see. General Chen Guang was alive and dead. General Huoda was also seriously injured and urgently needed military support."

"Mozu!" A sharp look flashed in Zhou Yunwu's eyes, gritted his teeth and roared, one more general was missing.

"My lord, this fog must be a demon's method, I'll go see it."

Meng Junliang looked towards the distant horizon, pondered for a moment, and said: "Great King, I should go now if I don't."

Zhou Yunwu's expression changed slightly, "What does the military teacher mean?"

"Mr. established Buddhism, and there are bodhisattvas spreading the Dharma. We focused on the battlefield, but we ignored the other deep meaning of Mr."

Meng Junliang paused, and said: "The law needs to be passed on from person to person! Didn't the great king discover that although you publish the recruitment list, there are very few talented people in the world, resulting in a shortage of manpower. My husband also said that he wanted me to preach In the world! Now I am going to open a school, Mr. Zun teaches."

Thoughts, art of war, medical skills, and methods of farming are vast and vast, and cannot be mastered overnight. These are the roots of inheritance and cannot be cut off!

"This king is negligent! These are the treasures that my husband has bestowed on me from the human race, and death can't be cut off!"

Zhou Yunwu nodded, and hugged Meng Junliang, "The military division will always be this king's military division. This time to go to the front line, the victory or defeat is the second, and the military division must save himself! This is the king's request!"

"I will." Meng Junliang bowed to Zhou Yunwu, turned and walked away.

Nanping battlefield.

The hills were ups and downs, shouts of killing shook the sky, and the sound of weapons colliding everywhere.

It's just that when you look up, you will find that there are several mountains in a row, all covered by heavy fog. This heavy fog is extremely strange, and it rises at noon, and it is lingering.

Not far from the mountain range, there is a lasing of light, with compelling spiritual power, the light of various spells flashes, the special effects are dazzling, and the sky is falling.

Here is the battlefield of the cultivators, the cultivators and the devil fight, while being gorgeous, the tragic degree far exceeds the mortal.

Because if you don't pay attention, there will be no bones left, and the aftermath will shake you to death.

Among the countless figures, a beautiful shadow is not eye-catching, surrounded by flames, and the bright red flames reflect her face, appearing exceptionally firm.

It was Luo Shiyu.

She noticed a clue in her hand, and the flames all over her body immediately turned into a fire dragon, sweeping the surrounding enemies.

It's just that such a big move provokes more demons.

Luo Shiyu's face condensed, and he stepped forward, with a graceful posture, as if it turned into a breeze. In the blink of an eye, he fleeed tens of miles away and went straight in one direction.

There, four demons stood scattered, holding various magical instruments, casting spells.

The fog is caused by them.

"Haha, little girl, your technique is special enough, who taught you?"

With a chuckle, two demon men in black robes flanked like ghosts.

One is the early stage of orifice and the other is the middle of orifice.

With agitation, he raised his hand at Luo Shiyu, and suddenly there was a black chain tangled towards Luo Shiyu.

Luo Shiyu's face sank slightly.

She has just entered the late Yuanying stage and has crossed a great realm.

However, there was no fear on her face, and when her wrist was turned, a fiery red sword appeared in her hand.

The long sword flicked in the air, turning around her in a circle, forming a huge flame tornado.

"Ding jingle bells!"

The black chain touched the flame mask, and suddenly trembled violently, and was so shocked that he couldn't lift his head.

Not only that, there was a great road in the flames, like the fire of heaven and earth, the chains actually showed signs of melting, and the black air evaporated.

Using Yuan Ying as a cultivation base to fight against the cultivators of the out-of-aperture period, and with one enemy and two, did not let the wind fall at all.

Can't help but make people look at me.

"It's amazing, but Yuan Ying's cultivation base has such a deep understanding of Dao Yun. He must be a peerless genius among immortal cultivators." The black-robed man's eyes flashed red, with a bloodthirsty smile, "Hurry up and kill me. Up!"

"Humph!"

Luo Shiyu snorted coldly, his face was cold, and between raising his hands, flames danced wildly, mixed with sharp sword intent.

At this moment, what she thought in her mind was little by little with Li Nianfan.

Getting along with an expert is like having a conversation with Dao Dao. Every word and deed is consistent with the Dao of Heaven. Even if an expert has not deliberately taught himself, even a pig can understand it.

What's more, he also got many opportunities from the expert.

Originally, all this was buried in her heart, but since she stepped into the battlefield, these things finally burst out with monstrous energy, making her growth extremely fast!

Numerous Taoist rhymes have been passed down, and many things that I didn't understand before have gradually become clear.

Such a long battle has benefited her a lot.

"My talents are not enough, everything is normal, and it is a blessing to be favored by the superior. Only in this way can we understand the teachings of the superior, and only then can we share the worries for the superior!"

Her brain was blank, her vision was too much higher than that of ordinary people, as if she had been standing on the shoulders of giants and overlooking the world.

What she had seen and heard before condensed to one point, and the figure of the expert when she was writing began to become clear in her mind.

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles!"

Her eyes suddenly burst into astonishing light, and her sharp aura rose to the sky, and the rich murderous aura condensed into blood red all over her body, mixed with the flame.

As soon as the wrist was lifted, the seven red long swords uttered a long cry, and saw a flash of red fire. The two cultivators during the out-of-aperture period were instantly covered by sword intent and flames, and there was no **** left!

Luo Shiyu was panting heavily, her beautiful face was stained with a string of blood, which looked a little strange.

If it was before, such an achievement would be enough to make her brag about her life, but now her face was calm and simple and not surprised.

This is not enough, I am still ashamed of the teaching of the master.

She blamed herself, her eyes locked on the place where the spell was cast, showing a firm color, and rushing away with her escape light.

A demon jumped out and acted as a temporary leader. He pointed to Luo Shiyu and said, "She is a genius cultivator, kill her!"

"Amitabha!"

Along with the singing of the Buddha, several bald heads in cassocks suddenly appeared while driving the Buddha light.

Jin Guang dazzled, his bald head was brighter, and he suddenly became the most beautiful boy in the audience.

"Female donor, you don't want to fight anymore, just retreat."

Luo Shiyu said anxiously: "They must break through their fog array, otherwise the mortal battlefield has no chance of winning!"

"Don't worry, my Buddhism will naturally not allow the demons to do anything wrong."

As soon as his voice fell, there were waves of Buddha singing.

"Amitabha!"

On the mortal battlefield, the golden light was released, pushing the fog back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On a mountain in the distance, several dark shadows gave out a sneer, "The bald donkey of Buddhism has finally come!"

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