Beiyin Great Sage

Zhengyi Mountain.

The mind of the Tao is non-dual and is one.

"The so-called righteousness is not evil, and the oneness is not mixed, so all things can be unified."

The autumn wind rustles.

The ragged Mrs. Xing was carrying the dying Xing Wu on her back. She stood at the foot of a high mountain and introduced the origin of the mountain to Guo Ping.

"Hundreds of years ago, during the Dalin Dynasty, the martial arts masters in the martial arts world used their martial arts to respect themselves. Many so-called knights in the martial arts world relied on their superior martial arts to cause harm to the people."

"The imperial court couldn't bear to see the people suffer, so it established the Zhengqi Sect on Zhengyi Mountain to work with various yamen to suppress the bullies and resolve disputes."

After looking at Guo Ping who was a little confused, Mrs. Xing whispered:

"The reputation of the Zhengqi Sect is not good in the world, and because of its special skills, it is not favored by others and is not included in the Xuantian Alliance."

"Coupled with this kind of worldliness, the Zhengqi Sect could not get support from the court, and it gradually declined, so most people don't know about it."

"That's it!" Guo Ping nodded:

"I have seen Mr. Xing's upright character with my own eyes, and I admire him greatly. I think people who come to the Zhengqi Sect are also upright people."

"But now that we have arrived, Guo will say goodbye."

Saying that, he cupped his fists and handed over his hands, and wanted to leave.

"Why worry." Mrs. Xing advised:

"My husband was seriously injured along the way. Thanks to the hard work of my little brother, why don't we go up and sit down and let's do our best as landlords."

With that said, he gestured towards Xingruo.

"Ruo'er, why don't you invite Guo Ping to come up?"

Xing Ruo bit his lips and whispered:

"Brother Guo, go up and sit down."

She understood her mother's intention and wanted to make the two of them a couple.

Along the way, Guo Ping's character was indeed trustworthy, but his temper was not exactly what Xing Ruo had in mind.

The father is like this, how can the husband be like this again?

"That……"

Guo Ping looked at Xing Ruo's shy expression, hesitated for a moment, and nodded slowly:

"I'll go up and sit."

Zhengqimen has long since declined, and Zhengyi Mountain is almost in ruins. Most of the once-splendid buildings on the mountain are now in ruins.

But after all, there are still some disciples.

A group of four people came to the mountain and saw no one there!

"how come?"

Mrs. Xing's expression changed, she helped Xing Wu lean against the wall and put it down, then jumped up to a high place and looked down at the entire Zhengqi Gate.

After a while.

She seemed to see something, so she came down to help Xing Wu and walked towards the back hall.

The back hall is dilapidated, the main hall is covered with cobwebs, and the surface of the Tianwu God that was once worshiped by the Dalin Dynasty is also full of cracks.

An old man in gray robes sat cross-legged in the middle, staring blankly at a corpse in front of him.

No!

It should be said that it was a ring placed on the chest of the corpse.

"Elder Wu!"

Several people came to the entrance of the palace. Madam Xing waved her hand and sniffed lightly. The strong smell of blood made her frown and whispered:

"what are you doing?"

"Madam." Guo Ping held the hilt of his sword and whispered:

"Something's wrong."

"Um."

Xing Ruo also nodded slowly, guarding his younger brother behind him with alert eyes.

"What is good?"

"What is evil?"

Sounds like murmuring in sleep echoed in the hall.

Elder Wu, whose gray robe was stained with blood and whose cheeks were covered with sword marks, slowly turned around and looked directly at the few people with empty eyes.

"Once upon a time, no one had the answer."

He stretched out one hand forward, as if treating a sacred object, and held up a ring respectfully:

"A year ago, this thing gave us the answer."

"The teacher's token, the teaching ring." Mrs. Xing frowned:

"Elder Wu, what on earth are you going to say?"

Elder Wu didn't seem to hear her words. He lowered his head and looked at the ring, and continued to talk to himself in that weird tone:

"One year ago, this object shed its mortal form and revealed its true appearance. It is called the Balance Star. It governs good and evil, rewards good and punishes evil, and is the incarnation of the way of heaven."

"But why..."

"He wants to kill us?"

"What balance star?" Mrs. Xing looked puzzled:

"Elder Wu, who wants to kill you? What are you talking about?"

"Hehe...hehe..." Elder Wu's body trembled slightly, his expression was twisted and weird, and his eyes showed madness and despair:

"Could it be that we are also evil people?"

"Damn it too!"

"No……"

"Junior brother Liu is right. That person should not try to break through the limit of silver and attract heaven's punishment. This thing is the cause of heaven's punishment."

"but it……"

"It is indeed the origin of good and evil!"

"Wait, am I supposed to die?"

He looked up to the sky and screamed, with an expression that seemed to be crying or laughing. He suddenly opened his big hand and hit himself hard on the head amidst the exclamations of others.

"Peng!"

The head exploded, blood spattered, and the headless body fell to the ground.

There was silence.

"Gulu..."

Guo Ping's throat rolled, and his eyes were filled with shock:

"Mrs. Xing, something is very wrong here. Let's go down the mountain quickly."

"father!"

At this moment, Xing Ruo suddenly shouted and threw himself behind Mrs. Xing.

"Ms. sir!"

Mrs. Xing's expression also changed drastically and she looked at Xing Wu.

"Master Xing!"

Xing Wuben was seriously injured and his life was short. The road was bumpy and wandering. Now he has to rush back to Zhengyi Mountain and finally can no longer hold on.

As soon as his eyes are closed, he suddenly passes away.

"father!"

"Ms. sir!"

"Master Xing!"

For a moment, several people could not care about anything else, and all of them looked sad.

Xing Tianzheng stood there blankly, looking at his lifeless father, his grief-stricken mother and sister, and quietly lowered his head.

He is too young to know the difference between life and death.

Maybe.

In his opinion, his father was just tired and wanted to sleep for a while. He didn't understand why his sister and the others were crying so sadly.

Instead, a ring rolled over, attracting his attention.

Bend down and take it in your hand.

The ring was very big. He gestured and tried it with his thickest thumb. After all, his finger was too small and the ring was too empty.

next moment.

"Uh-huh!"

The ring suddenly shrunk and hugged his finger tightly.

At the same time, an inexplicable sound suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Reward good and punish evil!"

"Buzz..."

The silent tremor divides the heaven and earth into two haloes of red and white. The red one is evil and the white one is good. Everything in heaven and earth changes from this.

Xing Libra blinked and looked around.

Entry point.

Everything is red!

Nowhere is there white light!

Staring blankly at everything in front of him, Xing Libra's expression gradually turned ferocious, and a fierce murderous intention came out of his body as if it had substance.

kill!

kill!

kill!

Everything in the world can be killed!

Only by killing can we gain clarity!

Only by killing everyone can we gain the avenue of heaven and earth!

All things are created to nourish people, and people have nothing to repay to heaven!

"kill!"

"ah!"

Piercing screams rang out from within the palace.

A few days later.

A child covered in blood staggered out of Zhengyi Mountain.

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Stone City.

There was singing and dancing in the restaurant.

Qi Liang's face was red and he was drunk. He walked downstairs crookedly, brushing aside the others, and went to the toilet in the backyard.

As soon as he untied his belt, before he could relax, his head hurt and he lost consciousness.

A black shadow appeared behind him, gently holding the body that was about to fall, looking around, then stood up and jumped high.

"call……"

A gentle breeze blew, and there was no one in the field.

Even if it is holding a person, the speed of the black shadow is still astonishingly fast, like a ghost, a flash of several feet, disappearing in the dark and moving quickly.

It didn't take long.

The dark shadow fell in a courtyard, reaching out to lightly tap a stone slab, and was about to open the hidden secret door here when his figure suddenly froze.

"who?"

Looking back suddenly, a sword light shot out from the darkness.

"court death!"

The black shadow shouted lowly, threw the unconscious Qi Liang aside, and punched out with a single fist, hitting the incoming sword light with both hard and soft fists.

Heiying has been practicing for decades and has experienced countless fights, and his martial arts skills are mature and proficient.

As soon as you make a move, you will know the depth of the person coming.

"Peng!"

The sword light shattered, revealing two figures.

The old man of the Qian family,

and a man in armor.

"Xuanbing Armor!"

Mr. Qian opened his eyes:

"So it turns out that it's you, who are you?"

"Why ask so many questions?" Zhou Jia's face was hidden under his armor and he smiled calmly:

"Senior, didn't you just want to torture so many people here to find out who got this treasured armor? Now the treasured armor is on your body."

"It just depends on whether senior has the ability to take it away."

"Seeking death!" Mr. Qian yelled angrily and lunged forward:

"You little thief, you will die if you steal my family's treasures!"

Compared with Qian Wen's sparse boxing techniques, Mr. Qian's Iron Wire Boxing is truly a combination of hardness and softness, and has reached the state of great success.

When the fist is punched out, the area several feet away will be as if there are mountains pressing down on it, making it impossible to move.

It is silent, but it can split mountains and split seas.

It's getting late.

A strange blood moon hangs high in the sky.

In the courtyard, the branches and leaves of the trees swayed in the wind. Under the dim red light, they looked like countless ghosts with teeth and claws, strange and ferocious.

In order to regain his treasure, Mr. Qian has gone to great lengths.

The energy and blood that had originally declined now seemed to be full of vitality, and the shriveled skin and flesh became smooth and tight in an instant.

The punching wind is fierce and powerful, and the punches are continuous, like spring silkworms spinning silk, and the shadows of the fists crisscross, trapping the opponent firmly in place.

Iron fist!

Zhou Jia sighed.

The energy is like a thread, stacked in layers to form a net. Once you are deeply trapped in it, the longer it takes, the harder it will be to escape. It turns out that this is the Qian Family's Iron Wire Fist.

"Zheng!"

The sword groaned softly.

The sword light turned into a howling wind, bringing with it a power that corroded all things, instantly scattering the surrounding energy to pieces.

"Good boy!"

Mr. Qian opened his eyes and couldn't help but said angrily:

"who are you?"

At first, he thought that the person who came was a tenth-level master. After all, Qian Wen's targets at that time were all such masters from the Tianhu Gang.

Black iron...

Even with the Xuanbing armor, Qian Wen was no match.

Tenth grade.

Even though he is wearing Xuanbing armor, it is not the real black iron after all. Qian Wen is like this, and the person who comes here should be like this.

and.

Qian Wen had previously been specially trained in the Xuanbing armor, so that he could explode the power of black iron. Others who have just started using it may not be used to it.

But now, the opponent's sword energy is arrogant and the wind is howling, and it is clear that he has the power of solid black iron.

"I do not care who you are."

With only a few old teeth left, he suddenly bit down, and Mr. Qian had a stern expression on his face:

"Everyone wants to stay with me today!"

Amidst the angry shouts, his aura increased again, his white hair flew in the wind, and his old and cloudy eyes became as clear as a child.

Fist and intention match.

For a moment, all the distracting thoughts in his mind disappeared, and only the edge of his fist showed its incomparable edge.

"good!"

Zhou Jia raised his eyebrows and felt slightly different.

On the contrary, he underestimated this old guy. He obviously had a short life and his vitality and blood were declining. He really wanted to fight for his life, but it was so impressive.

He is worthy of being an old-timer who has lived for eighty or ninety years.

pity……

Sighing softly in his heart, the sinister and deadly sword flashed continuously. The sinister and sinister sword light met the opponent's fist and slashed seven times in a row.

The seven swords contain unparalleled sharp power.

"Ding ding... ding ding..."

The Qian Family's Iron Wire Fist is really good, the fist edge is as hard as the Black Iron Xuan Weapon, and even if it collides with the light of the sword, it will not be damaged at all.

But the extreme sharpness finally caused Mr. Qian's punch to stagnate.

He secretly screamed that something was wrong, and his tactics changed again.

The opponent seems to be young, but his swordsmanship is vicious and exquisite, and he has mastered it to the point where he can do whatever he wants.

Even myself is far behind.

However, after all, he had experienced hundreds of battles and immediately decided not to attack fiercely. Instead, he used decades of fighting experience to fight step by step.

Slowly wear down the opponent's willpower, wait until you find the right moment, and then win with one strike.

Lived nearly a hundred years.

Mr. Qian has encountered many people who were stronger and more skilled than him, and he was able to kill them all because of the experience that others did not have.

next moment.

He felt a chill in his heart.

Suffer!

"Senior, I'm offended!"

Zhou Jia drank in a low voice, and his energy and spirit merged with the Xuan Bing armor. The aura on his body suddenly surged, and the sword light in the field also became bright.

Under the blood moon.

The cold sword light crisscrossed, and at an astonishing speed, it outlined a strange picture with a howling wind, covering the figures inside.

The fierce sword intent left the huge courtyard covered with sword marks.

Ordinary people would be afraid that their eyes would bleed just by looking at it, making it difficult to see.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the sword was long, and the light of the sword was suddenly withdrawn, as if hundreds of rivers converged into the mouth of the sea, and the infinite light of the sword was quietly put into the scabbard.

And the figures in the city also stagnated.

"good……"

"Good swordsmanship!"

Mr. Qian opened his mouth with difficulty, his face full of despair:

"Old man, I will die without complaining."

He didn't understand until now that from the very beginning, the opponent was able to fight on a par with him without the help of the Xuanbing Armor.

Once it breaks out.

He had no power to fight back.

The sound fell, and the body was torn apart, falling to the ground amid the splatter of blood.

Zhou Jia lowered his head and examined the corpse for a moment, then picked up a few things from it, turned around and searched the courtyard for a dark room.

I do not know how long it has been.

Qi Liang woke up from his confusion, and his first reaction was to touch his crotch. It was wet and made his face look bitter.

Peed my pants!

wrong!

His expression changed, he suddenly stood up, glanced around, and was stunned again.

Not far from his feet, a head with wide eyes came into view.

"money……"

"Mr. Qian?"

Was it the other party who robbed him here?

That.

Who saved him?

Just as he was wondering, another moan came from behind.

"Help!"

"Help!"

"I am Han Le from the Tianhu Gang. Is there anyone outside? Come and save me!"

"And me, and me!"

Qi Liang turned around and saw an open stone slab. When he looked closer, he saw that it was an underground dark room with several acquaintances hiding in it.

I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart.