Taiping Inn

Hearing these words, Han Yaoyue waved her folding fan and said with a smile: "That may not be the case."

After the words came, the sound of Sanskrit singing sounded in the woods. Then a monk wearing a hat came and said, "A dream of life, all things are empty. The Buddha said that people have eight sufferings: 'Life, Old age, illness, death, love separation, hatred and hate meeting, seeking but not getting, the five aggregates are burning. 'Everyone in the world suffers this disaster. I intend to save the world, but the world is obsessed with the world. The world becomes bones, and everything is empty. Only cause and effect, which rotate several times, will be immortal. The ancient Buddha of the green lamp is bright every night, day after day, year after year, the youth has disappeared, and the world has forgotten."

When the Buddhist chant fell, the monk had already arrived not far away.

Although the monk was wearing a monk's robe, he had never been slandered, had long hair, hemp shoes on his feet, bamboo hats on his head, and a string of dark rosary hanging around his neck. Each rosary had a baby's fist. The size is smooth and visible, and it can almost reflect the figure. The monk was leaning on a golden ring of Zen stick in his hand, with eight Buddhist treasures hanging on it, which was full of dazzling objects.

In terms of the current situation, the visitor is an enemy but not a friend, so Bai Juan came to Li Xuandu and whispered: "This person should be the 21st most insincere master in the black and white spectrum."

Li Xuandu had some impression of this person. He was originally a disciple of the Zhenyan Sect, but he was not a direct disciple, but a novice monk who was responsible for guarding the Sutra Pavilion. He had never learned advanced skills and was bullied in the sect on weekdays. There was a senior brother. If there is any irritability, he will punch him. The senior brother has a very high cultivation level and has beaten him several times to vomit blood. With the aggrieved resentment, he secretly learned secretly by taking advantage of the convenience of guarding the Sutra Pavilion. The sect's magic has only little effect. Later, he accidentally obtained the mysterious magic of Posazhou in a book called "The Great Sun". He worked hard and spent more than 20 years to practice this method, but his city It was quite deep and never revealed. He never fought back when other brothers bullied him. However, at this time, his cultivation level was extremely high and he would not be injured.

Later, a monk from Jing Zen and Vajra Sect came to the Zhenyan Sect to preach. At this moment, he suddenly killed people in front of the monks of the other two sects, beat all the monks who had always had a gap with him, and then killed them. I explained my experience over the years one by one. The leader of the Zhenyan Sect was furious and took action himself, but he did not expect that although this person's cultivation was not as good as his, his magic was very strange. After he was careless, he asked him to escape down the mountain openly after killing.

Under the shock of Zhenyan Zonghe Temple, dozens of masters were sent to search everywhere, but searched all over the south and north of the Yangtze River, without any trace. Senior monks in the temple even had a big dispute over this matter and blamed each other. Later I learned that this person secretly surrendered to the court and became a member of the Qingluan Guard, calling himself the master of Wuxin. Facing the court, Zhenyan Sect could only swallow his teeth, but this matter had spread throughout the world, and even Li Xuan had heard of it, and he had to admire this person's painstaking efforts.

Li Xuandu said, "Since he is the one in Qingluan Guard."

The monk stood up in front of him with one palm, and after singing Zen, he spoke: "During the Imperial Capital, I was not in the Imperial Capital, and I had no chance to fight with Mr. Li, which is a pity."

Li Xuan smiled and said, "This is hypocritical. I was not the day when the Imperial Capital Changes arrived in the Imperial Capital. I have lived in the Imperial Capital for more than a year before. If you think it would be a pity for not being able to fight me, it would be great. The challenge earlier was that after winning, the tenth person on the Taixuan List was yours. I am very curious about what you have done this year."

The monk's face darkened, obviously he was angry.

The ant under your feet will not make people angry, and all arrogance and ridicule will be regarded as a joke, so big people can show their calmness and cultivation in front of small people, but once the ridicule becomes a person of the same status as you , then a considerable number of so-called big people will be revealed, but in fact they are no different from the little people in their eyes.

Li Xuan is a man who wanders between big and small people. He has made friends with giants and powerful people in the world, and has also seen what the lowest level of the world is like. So whenever he fights life and death, he will say something. If you don’t have money, you can disturb your opponent’s mood. It’s the best to become, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t succeed.

For many "pure" warriors, this move is a failure of justice. They should fight one-on-one, and they cannot use hidden weapons, magic, or any other means than martial arts. However, this "pure" warrior, except for realm, is not the realm. Except for the few people with extremely high cultivation, they are almost dead. It is not appropriate to pay attention to being open and upright in the world. Moreover, Li Xuandu's ambition is not to be a "pure" warrior who is invincible in the world. What he wants is peace in the world, it has nothing to do with whether the means are open and upright, whether the process is dark and cruel. Survive first, and then the final outcome is bright enough. Can.

Master Wuxin laughed in anger: "It is worthy of being the Sword Immortal of the Purple Mansion. His spirit has not diminished back then. I just don't know if the Sword Immortal of the Purple Mansion still has the level of cultivation at that time. If not, I'm afraid I'll be buried here today, or the corpse bones. Even if you don’t exist, you may be sure.”

Li Xuandu nodded and said, "I hope so too. I will push forward a few years ago. I have heard countless words like this. I always say that I am going to die, but I am still alive, but the one who says these words, Not many people are still alive, and I hope you will not follow these people's footsteps."

Master Wuxin laughed out loud.

But before he could stop laughing, Li Xuandu's figure had already swept out. His speed was so fast and his sudden move made him unable to react at all. Li Xuandu started with the "Nine Yin Xuan Dang" A body of energy poured out like a flood in an instant. He pressed the forehead of the Wuxin Master with one hand, and the powerful energy directly pushed it out dozens of feet away, and broke several big trees in the back.

Under the erosion of the yin energy, a clearly visible palm print appeared on the forehead of Master Wuxin, and he himself was bleeding from his seven orifices. Although it will not hurt your life, it has already hurt the root cause.

No one expected that the Dignified Purple Mansion Sword Immortal would attack and attack, so Li Xuandu made a contribution with one blow. However, just as Li Xuandu wanted to completely shatter Master Wuxin's head, Han Yaoyue finally reacted. The folding fan point in his hand was aimed at Li Xuandu's back, which was considered a move to surround Wei to save Zhao. If Li Xuandu continues to insist on taking action, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die. Li Xuan was unhappy to do this kind of life-for-life exchange, so he retreated without hesitation.

Han Yaoyue never pursued him and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "The Sword Immortal of the Purple Palace is like those indifferent and despicable people, using such despicable sneak attack methods."

Li Xuandu smiled faintly and said, "To deal with villains, you must use the villain's method, not the gentleman's method. To deal with despicable things, you must naturally use despicable things. Now I don't know who sets up the plan here. I ambush me, and I am only allowed to use some conspiracies, but I am not allowed to attack. There is no such truth in this world."

Master Wuxin moaned in pain and sat up slowly. His previous anger was swept away. He grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, gently stretched out his hand to touch the palm prints on his forehead, and was not busy getting up, and smiled and said, "Today The donor's palm awakened the monk. Since he rebelled from the Zhenyan Sect, he has been complacent for too long. Greed, anger, and ignorance have blinded his mind. The five aggregates are full of energy, and he is even more unaware of it."

Li Xuandu frowned slightly.

People who can enter the realm of heaven and man have their own advantages. If his palm really gave the monk a wake-up call, it wouldn't be very good.

At this moment, a loud bang suddenly came from the inn, and then a huge ball of smoke and dust rose into the sky.

The inn, which had already turned into ruins, completely disappeared, leaving only a big pit.

Everyone turned around and saw two people standing in the pit, Lei Gong of Qingyang Sect and Gu Huchen, the guard of Qin Daofang.

At this time, one of Gu Huchen's arm was twisted like a twist, and the other palm turned into mud. What's even more tragic is that his chest was sunken by a punch, making his eyes bulge out, as if at any time They will all roll out of their eyes.

Qin Daofang, who had been calm in the face, finally showed a deep sadness on his face when he saw this scene.