My enemies became my companions

Chapter 206 Qin Qingluo's Gun

"I never thought that within a lotus flower, there is actually a small world of the six realms of reincarnation. And even though it is small, it has all the necessary organs."

A dark purple gun stood at the bow of the boat. There was a lone boat on the river. A beautiful woman looked out at the river from afar and saw a small boat approaching rapidly.

The river wind is strong.

From the distance came the sound of chanting scriptures.

The woman in red smiled softly and said:

"My Lord, the person you are testing your gun with is here."

Qin Qingluo also smiled:

"It's a pity that it's not Chen Yi, but the two monks are enough to give it a try."

When one first enters the fourth level, his momentum is at its peak.

Therefore, the battle after entering the fourth rank is extremely important.

Qin Qingluo has raised the tip of his gun.

There seemed to be purple lightning lingering around his body, bending under the glass light.

Aunt Zhu asked:
"Your Majesty, are you going to test your guns on these two bald donkeys?"

Qin Qingluo answered the question irrelevantly:

"Princess, do you know why everyone in the world knows that he is the king of all weapons, but there are still people who wield swords and sabers?"

The woman in red whispered:
"Of course, it's because one month is a stick, one year is a sword, and one's life is a spear. Among all the weapons in the world, spearmanship is the most difficult."

Qin Qingluo shook his head and said calmly:

"No."

"No?"

"When it comes to matters of life and death, how can we care whether it is difficult or not? If you learn the easy way, you will die, but if you learn the difficult way, you can live. Are all people in the world fools who don't understand this truth?"

"Why don't people in the world learn to use guns?"

The solitary boat was getting closer and closer, and the woman in red had a serious expression on her face.

The tall woman remained calm:

"It's because not everyone is suitable for guns. Swordsmen are at a loss as to where to go. They charge forward without retreating. This is just the way of ordinary people. Even a commoner can be killed with a sword. But guns are different."

Having said this, Qin Qingluo paused and asked again:

"Princess, do you know what the principle of the gun is?"

The woman in red was from the Zhu family, the former spear master Zhu Diji, so she had naturally heard of the law of spears. She said:

"Stab, sweep, chop?"

“It’s all just appearance.”

“What is the core?
"Proportion."

Qin Qingluo raised the Purple Lightning Spear slightly and saw that the lone boat had already approached a hundred feet away. The crazy sutra master at the bow had already begun chanting the Mantra of Rebirth.

Faced with a powerful enemy, the woman in red turned pale.

Qin Qingluo remained motionless, letting the river breeze make his sleeves rustle.

"When using a spear, one must know how to advance and retreat. The most important thing is to grasp the distance between the front and the back. If you advance, you can kill the enemy. If you retreat, you can use the spear as a shield. The most difficult thing to grasp in the world is the word 'measure'.

But swords and knives have no sense of measure, so a knife is not as good as a sword, and a sword is not as good as a gun."

After he finished speaking, Qin Qingluo stopped talking.

The woman in red held her breath.

The huge woman turned around, her body twisted like a circle and a crescent moon, and when the boat passed within ten feet of her, she chopped it down with a spear without missing a beat.

The gunfire was fierce and lightning suddenly exploded on the surface of the river.

Boom!

The ten-zhang-deep river water was split in an instant, and the lonely boat suddenly sank and fell straight down!

This shot was like a dragon falling to the ground.

Two figures in monk robes flew into the air. The eminent monk from the Western Regions looked down at the split river with a lingering fear.

The lone boat crashed into the river bottom, shattered into pieces, and pieces flew everywhere.

The eminent monk was already in mid-air, pulling out the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Fist stance, his body radiating the golden color of an arhat, and the roars of eight celestial dragons seemed to be lingering all around him.

The mad sutra master also raised his cane, which was like a short stick. He rushed forward and swung it down on his head to fight back. The deep purple lightning had twisted out a huge arc, like sweeping across an army, and smashed straight into the sutra master.

The monk's robe was torn into pieces, and his body, which had practiced Zen Buddhism's Vajra Indestructible Body, should have remained unchanged even if mountains collapsed or rocks split. However, at this moment, it was like a piece of extremely brittle crystal, shattering into horrible cracks.

The crazy sutra master vomited blood, the rebirth mantra he was chanting stopped, and he was swept dozens of feet away.

His figure kept rising and falling on the water, like a big stone skipping stone.

When the eminent monk from the Western Regions saw this scene, his pupils shrank sharply.

The physical training that Master Crazy Sutra practices is the Zen Buddhism's Vajra Indestructible Body, and the methods within it lead directly to Buddhist principles.

However, it was shattered so easily by this shot.

That means that this female prince has greater Buddhist principles!
Even though he was in deep trouble, the Western monk had already started to move forward.

And this is what Qin Qingluo said about being at a loss as to what to do, the way of a common man.

Qin Qingluo stood still with both feet, pulled the tip of the gun behind him, then twisted his body and stabbed with all his strength.

Although a fierce gust of wind and a flash of lightning came out from the tip of the spear, the Western Region monk faced the spear head-on and could only throw out a punch with the power of a dragon and an elephant.

The loud explosion was louder than thunder.

The lone boat under Qin Qingluo's feet sank several inches deep. The river water was silent at first, and then it broke through the waves.

The majestic energies collided, and the fists and spear tips of the Western monk hit each other directly. His body first stopped, and then the wailing of the Eight Heavenly Dragons was heard.

Afterwards, the vast glazed Buddha light shocked his soul.

Inconceivable, ineffable, and unimaginable.

Only then did he realize that the Qin Qingluo in front of him was far from being comparable to an ordinary fourth-grade cultivator!
The body of the eminent monk from the Western Regions flew away with a bang, leaving behind a series of water splashes.

The tip of the gun slowly retracted, and the river water that was shaken away slowly flowed over with the only remaining boat as the center. Qin Qingluo smiled bitterly, seeming to have some regrets.

"It's not satisfying enough." Qin Qingluo said softly.

The woman in red was so shocked by this scene that she was speechless.

To what extent has her prince reached?

The woman in red's hands were shaking.

As a master of marksmanship, she understands that not everyone is suitable for guns.

And the woman in front of me is the most suitable for guns.

"Thankfully, there is still one more."

Qin Qingluo put away his gun and said with lingering emotion:
"It's the turn of the West Factory Captain."

………………

By the lake, the nun saw this scene from afar.

Not far from her, Zhao Bai, the last successor of the Hehuan Sect, was kneeling on the ground, feeling very uncomfortable.

The nun did not even look at him, but said, "You secretly tampered with the robes. Do you think I would see through it and not tell you?"

Zhao Bai's face turned pale, and he was timid and didn't dare to say a word.

After a long while, the nun remained silent, so he kowtowed:

"I was stupid, but I pretended to be smart, and I almost ruined the master's plan."

The nun did not get angry but laughed:

"Who said you ruined my plan?"

Zhao Bai looked stunned.

"Do you know that the reason you act so clever is because I gave you some hints in secret?" the nun slowly revealed.

Zhao Bai suddenly woke up at this moment. It turned out that his self-righteous little tricks not only could not escape the eyes of the Bodhisattva, but were also deliberately done by her!

"Get up, let this matter be forgotten."

The nun picked up her Zen stick and walked away leisurely.

She added an extra touch to Zhao Bai's little tricks and went with the flow.

A mustard seed of demon had been quietly planted in the glazed light of Qin Qingluo.

And the interesting thing is,
Qin Qingluo knew this very well.

After all, both sides have long understood that they are both courting disaster.

(End of this chapter)