Broken Night

Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty Three - Be a Gentleman

Some of them were silent.

After all, some of them planned to follow the Zuo, Huang, and An clan, but because they were sent away by the three, they were forced to follow Li Bufan, who was also of the four major clans.

Li Bufan walked all the way, and was flattered by the people behind him, and his face softened a little, and then Shi Shiran walked forward.

"Huh?" Suddenly, a shadow of blood flashed in front of him.

At the next moment, a blood-colored head that looked like a wolf beast condensed from a cloud of red mist rushed towards everyone!

"This is probably the blood fiend, kill!" Li Bufan's expression remained unchanged, and he easily felt that the blood fiend in front of him was mediocre, probably only as powerful as an ordinary beast, not even a tattooed beast.

Those who can enter the outer gate of Yunfu are all children of aristocratic families. He has been cultivated at a high level since he was a child, and patterns, patterns, techniques, and food are all top choices. To deal with such an ordinary blood evil, it is natural to bring it from hand to hand.

Boom!

Xuesha, a tattoo artist pierced through with a sword, and with a bang, it turned into a thick blood mist, infiltrating from the seven orifices of the tattoo artist. The tattoo artist felt the increasingly powerful body, and his face showed joy: "Good thing!"

swoosh swish...

As if the wolf-shaped blood demon was just the starting point, countless wolf-shaped blood demons swarmed towards them!

"Hahaha, come here! The more you come, the better!"

Even though the amount is large, the strength of these blood evil spirits is low, just like blood will be sent. Even Li Bufan could slowly take out an ordinary long sword and kill a few. After all, Li Bufan did not break through the Xiantian Palace, nor did he comprehend the method to be able to scribble patterns. To be honest, his strength is the lowest on the field.

But soon, they discovered that the blood demons were all killed. One by one, they just felt unhappy, and they wished they would come back with thousands of heads and turn them into blood to improve their bodies. Suddenly, there was a silent breath ahead.

"Huh? There seems to be a shadow over there!"

"Is that blood evil?"

A man who was good at using a bow was overjoyed: "I'm coming!" I saw his big bow pulled, and the power of the bow was released!

"drink!"

The arrow let out a whistling sound, heading straight for the dark shadow in the distance!

Poof.

A deep sound, like a stone sinking into the sea. They vaguely saw around the black shadow, surrounded by a few more shadows, and the arrow just hit one of the shadows.

"It looks like a big guy is here this time." They were not frightened, but showed excited expressions on their faces. It's just that as the two sides got closer, the excited expressions on the outer disciples' faces gradually subsided, replaced by dignified, even fearful ones.

This is a group of people walking.

Each has a uniform bald head with six-point ring marks on the head.

The young man walking at the head was surrounded by three simple brown gates, exuding a heavy and condensed light.

"Is it Jidao Temple?"

Li Bufan frowned, looking at these bald donkeys with a headache. Thousands of years ago, the age of religion was long gone, and few still believe. The Jidao Temple, which was brought out without a word, has always been a peculiar scenery of Nanhuang City.

It was Xuan Xiu, the leader, whose strength was indeed extraordinary.

"Amitabha, I have seen a few benefactors." Xuanxiu and Li Bufan walked five meters apart and stopped at the same time. Xuanxiu spoke first.

Although I don't want to see you, Xuanxiu's status is here. Although Ji Dao Temple does not belong to the top three, it is among the eight courtyards. In the south, where academies and aristocratic families are equal, the power behind this is no less than that of the big tribes in the north. Not to mention that Xuan Xiu is a silent direct disciple, who has obtained the practice of the "Eight Wilderness Liuhe Divine Art". In terms of status, it can be said to be on an equal footing with Li Bufan, the son of the Li family.

Therefore, after Xuanxiu took the initiative to say hello, Li Bufan had to bow his hands and say, "I have seen the master."

Xuanxiu folded his hands in a salute, and said, "After a few benefactors can't walk forward for a while, there is the ladder door leading to the third floor. It's just that the ladder door is limited, if the blood in the body does not reach a certain limit. cannot pass.”

"Oh?" Li Bufan asked quickly, "Since this is the case, Master must have an idea."

"Amitabha, since there are restrictions on reaching the upper levels, there are probably only three ways."

Li Bufan continued: "I would like to hear the details."

"The first method is to practice on the spot, absorb blood to a certain extent, and go up through the ladder door. It's just a last resort when time is racing."

"The second method is to plunder the blood intent of the cultivators on the same level in exchange for time to go to the next level." Hearing Xuanxiu's indifference to say such a **** method, Li Bufan and his party suddenly looked on. Showing a vigilant color, some even hurriedly held the tattooed soldiers in their hands, facing the group of Jidao Temple from afar.

Xuanxiu shook his head and continued: "It's just that this is not in line with the indisputable way of my Buddhism, and it can only be regarded as a middle policy."

Li Bufan also didn't want to fight Xuanxiu. After all, he wasn't really high on the battlefield. He just wanted to find a place to quietly absorb blood and improve his [soft body]. He hurriedly asked, "May I ask what the master's best policy is?"

Xuanxiu sighed softly: "The best strategy is naturally to hunt down the blood evil, which is derived from the iron-blooded giant tower and does not belong to real life, in exchange for the blood will to enter the next floor."

"The group of blood demons that the donors just killed were chased by Xiao Seng and his group for a long time. They were planning to hunt down their blood demons and let Xiao Seng and others enter the next floor. But they were eaten by several donors."

The expressions of Li Bufan and his group changed drastically.

Xuanxiu said in a low voice, "Since the top plan doesn't work, the little monk thinks about the Jidao Temple, so he has to go for the middle plan. Please leave by yourself. It's not necessary, and the little monk doesn't want to do anything. There is a good life in heaven. Virtue, the earth has the thickness of things... A gentleman has the beauty of an adult, and the little monk wants to invite a few donors to be a gentleman."

Now that they heard Xuanxiu's words, they were idiots if they didn't understand what Xuanxiu wanted to do. One of the disciples of the aristocratic family sneered: "A group of bald donkeys, doing some murderous work, but insisting on a good name. If you want blood, use your strength to get it!"

Being able to enter the outer gate of Yunfu, and after the battle in the Forbidden Forest, but still staying behind, will naturally not be weak. Holding the long sword in one hand, the pattern of the long sword is slightly bright, and the sword qi is shot out in the hand, and it is planned to strike first!

"Amitabha." Xuanxiu didn't see any movement, just whispered something. The pattern around him [Sanshengmen] turned on its own, blocking the sword qi: "For the sake of Jidao Temple, for my Buddha to illuminate the world. The little monk can only kill."

Xuan Xiu raised his head slightly, his eyes were neither sad nor happy.

The folded hand was slightly raised, and the lines on his body were strong.

Behind him, the lines are tangled and intertwined. In the blink of an eye, it was condensed into a big hand!

Seeing this big hand, Li Bufan and his party were full of panic. The large hands and feet formed by the lines are several meters long, and they look like the big hands of a giant reaching out from the void. Although Li Bufan has not yet broken through the Xiantian Palace, he is very talented and comes from a famous family. Just feeling this breath, his complexion changed greatly: "This is... the pattern of life! You also created the pattern of life!"