The head of the Five Platform, Vimalakirti, lives in the Ten Thousand Buddha Pavilion. After the Zen class, he sat alone on the cushion to calm his breath. Suddenly, he heard a sound of Qingqing coming into his ears. He couldn't help but open his eyes and called out in a deep voice: Snow Mountain
When the curtain was lifted, the 14-5-year-old little monk walked in and bowed and said, "Governor, please come and see me."
Master Vimalakirti's heart was slightly shocked, and he said with a oh, his body slowly stood up, and said: Just say I'm going to welcome me
Suddenly, he heard a smile from outside the door and said: "No need for the head to come out to greet him in person, just ask not to see him and refuse this uninvited guest."
Master Vimalakirti was already out of the house quickly and looked at him. He saw a man in green clothes with a sharp look on his face, Yan Ranwei stood in the middle of the pavilion hall, and said: I don’t know if the master is coming, I hope you can forgive me.
The man in green smiled and said: I dare not take out the secret seal and send it to me.
The man in Qing Dynasty continued: If you have any trouble, the leader will read it
Master Vimalakirti took it, Master Suke sat down, ordered the little novice monk to present the incense tea, and then read it again, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed: How can I refuse the governor's order? But this mountain is as dangerous as it is, the donor must have heard of it. If there is any mistake, I will ask me to take responsibility.
The man in green smiled and said: The noble monk Zen Master Mingyue was under the ban on evil evil, but he was not in the world and could not ask about it. The nephew of the Fuyuan was a weak scholar who borrowed the land to attack books and was indifferent to the disputes between the martial arts world. If the leader refuses, he may be unfavorable to Guishan. At this point, he will continue: In fact, Guishan does not have to be so cautious. He only needs to monitor and guard against others in secret. On the other hand, he can avoid misunderstandings, eliminate casualties, and also determine the enemy and us.
Master Vimalakirti sighed and said: Since the bad news from Junior Brother Mingyue, the two masters of black and white have heard that there are endless people coming. I am very upset. Therefore, I am not worried about it. Therefore, I will refuse to see the people in the worship of the mountains and rivers. I am very fond of it.
The man in green was about to speak, but suddenly his face changed. His right hand flicked into the void outside the window, and he felt several light white silver lights burst through the window paper like lightning
Just a miserable howl, then the heavy object fell into the ground
Master Vimalakirti looked excited, waved his sleeves and pounced downstairs
The man in green went with him like a shadow and flew out of the building. He saw a middle-aged monk lying in the snow, looking in pain.
Master Vimalakirti said in a deep voice: I understand, you have not been ordered by me, so you can spy on your own.
Enlightenment channel: The thief is everywhere and cannot be guarded against. The disciple is afraid that the leader will be involved in a conspiracy, so he comes here to peek at the donor.
The man in green hurriedly looked at Master Vimalakirti and smiled: This is a misunderstanding. The hidden weapon in the door is extremely spicy and poisonous. The treatment requires a lot of effort. Can you please send it to the quiet room? It is important to save people? Master Vimalakirti understands it and turns around and knocks it out.
After three sounds, four monks rushed into the pavilion and said: What is the call from the head?
Master Vimalakirti said: You will lift Wutong to the quiet room so that this donor can treat him. The four monks will take the order to lift Wutong up and walk behind the pavilion.
Master Vimalakirti smiled and said: I have not yet asked the donor's name Gao, can I report it?
The man in green said: I am the second child, and the surname is Nangong, and the name is Zicheng. The disciple of the noble school, Wutong, seems to be a little untrue. I am the third child, who is not bad, and I am the second child, who wants to convince Wutong and expose himself secretly.
Master Vimalakirti thanked: The donor is so kind, and thanked him. Nangongzicheng asked Mingwutong where he was sent, and said goodbye.
A slightly slanted flat hillside behind Vimalakirche, with snow covering about a foot, crystal clear and dazzling. There are dozens of green-caly plums with iron stems, fragrance spreading to the nose and refreshing the lungs.
There is a low-eaves temple built in the plum forest, with red beams and red tiles, glazed tiles and glasses, flying eaves and white walls, small and magnificent buildings, and a horizontal plaque hanging on the carved long door, ink engraved copy of Zhang Xu's cursive script: Listen to the plums and the other two, with crazy fonts, dragons and phoenixes dancing, and grand and majestic
Two lines of couplets on the door:
The sky is full of snow and moon, the sky is full of colors,
The heart of the cold night frost clock
Fresh words, eternal meaning
The carved night gate was covered with emptiness, and Nangong Zicheng pushed it away gently, and Wutong was lying on the couch, in great pain. When he saw Nangong Zicheng entering, he couldn't help but reveal his resentful divine light.
Nangong Zicheng smiled slightly and said: The Yellow River is far away among the white clouds, Qingcheng Emei West Kunlun
Wutong's eyes suddenly turned and said: Xuanhuang Heaven and Earth
Nangong Zicheng said: Xu, Hai, Gui, You
Wutong couldn't help but smile and said: It turns out that Zunjia is his own person
Nangong Zicheng used ant speech to spread the word and said: I didn’t know that it was a member of this sect, and it would not be trusted by the head of the sect. The leader of the gang found that there was an extremely powerful enemy who was hiding in the Wutai Sect. If it was not removed in time, it might be very unfavorable to our gang in the future. It was reported that the three evildoers from outside the world were retiring and reappeared, and obviously he was interested in participating in the capture of the treasures of Lilong Valley.
Wutong's shocked reading: The three evils outside the world
Nangongzicheng said: That's right, as far as we know, the old monster of white eyebrows seems to be coming to Wutai
Enlightenment: Where did the enemy figures sneaking in the mountain come from?
Nangongzimao said: This is what I ordered to disguise the governor and trust the warrior to come to the warrior, reduce the attention of the opponent, and facilitate the calm investigation of the true origin of this person. As he spoke, he said: It will take a long time to stay here. We will discuss it again and stay here to take out the poison needle for the master.
It's already dusk, and the mountains are vast
Nangong Zicheng and the head of Wutai in Vimalakirti talked with each other for a long time. He heard that the three evildoers from heaven meant to come to Wutai, and he couldn't help but feel worried.
Nangongzicheng said: The head of the sect does not have to worry. Evil cannot defeat righteousness. The leader of the Wuji Gang will eventually be awarded the title. The nephew of Futai, Mr. Yang, can arrive in three days. He wanted to borrow the incense of Chaoyang Temple to return to the kitchen as a place where Mr. Yang lives.
Vimalakirti said in surprise: The place is extremely simple, how can it be the place where Mr. Yang attacked the book?
Nangong Zicheng smiled and said: I came here with Mr. Yang to secretly help the head. Does Shang Mo see that? I am even more unwilling to cause unnecessary trouble for the head.
Master Vimalakirti couldn't help but suddenly realize, put his hands together and thanked him, and ordered Xiaoxia Mi to lead Nangong Zicheng to Chaoyang Temple.
As soon as Nangong Zicheng arrived in the room, he took off his clothes and slept. The lights were as dark as beans, the cold wind roared outdoors, and the waves were as loud as the tide.
He lie in his arms, his heart is filled with waves, and the past is coming and gone, and he sees all the time, and only feels life is like a sentiment, and he can't help but sigh softly: What's the matter of fighting on the horns of a snail? I'm sending this body in the light of a stone. There are many feelings in my heart, and I feel so much sadness in my heart.
Suddenly, a quick figure passed by the window paper, and Nangong Zicheng thought to himself: Could it be that he has returned? He jumped up, quietly opened the door, flashed out quickly, and leaned into Xiangjiu Kitchen with his eyes at night.
After hearing a sound of the wooden door opening, the light flashed and a hoarse voice said: Brother Baineng, are you back?
That's right, are you not asleep yet? Alas, snow is cold, this mountain road is really hard to touch
Nangongzi heard the sound of the words, and couldn't help but feel happy and said to himself: "The two rats are good at stealing the sky, it's true that he doesn't want to listen anymore, so he returns to the room quickly."
When I woke up, it was already dark, and the monks of the temple brought tea and breakfast
Breakfast is very rich, a plate of hot steamed buns and a large bowl of millet porridge, four dishes of side dishes, pine nuts and bamboo shoots, peanut kernels, pickled cucumbers, salted vegetable hearts
Nangong Zicheng only felt that it was fresh and delicious. In less than a moment, the wind and clouds were swept away. He put on a cotton robe and walked out of the temple.
A green bamboo outside the temple, swaying and shining in the snow, with a unique atmosphere
He wandered among the green bamboos, murmured with his hands behind his back:
Xiangshan Fairy Lonely Mountain Voyeur,
Love planting plum blossoms reflecting the bright moon
The fragrance of flowers and the moonlight are two clouds,
More details about the dark blue
With rain, the clouds in front of the pirate
When the window is filled with peaks and heads, the stones are chiseled
Move it over and remember the southern branches carefully.
Plant the flute and flute reflect the fragrance of snow
When it moves, when it rains, when it is sunny,
The mountains are covered with the moon and white
The first illumination of the hoe is like a god,
Then read the clear marks and then come out in the order
A new planted phoenix,
Two dragons stand on the opposite side
Three, four, dozens of them,
Shadow Shake Stars Fight Astronomy
……
Suddenly, Lin Wai praised: What a shadow, a star, a sky, a beautiful and elegant person
Nangong Zicheng turned around and recognized it as the cold-faced showman Pang Yusheng. Five feet away from the cold-faced showman, there were three people standing standing across the flying tiger Yousheng, Chasing Feng Kuang Yao Dongchang, and the Mother Goddess of Cheng Daoping.
He pretended to be ignorant and smiled with his fist: He said nonsense, it’s a dirty and clear voice. Are you a friend of Master Vimalakirti?
The cold-faced showman smiled and said: Pang Yusheng is in the morning and is a friend of the head of Wutai. Can you tell me the news?
Nangong Zicheng pretended to be shocked and moved, saying: It turned out to be the famous cold-faced hero Pang Dahe. In Xia Nangong Zicheng is not a martial arts world. He is different and does not plan for each other. It is difficult to make a deal. In the past two days, both black and white masters came from Wutai one after another. Pang Dahe must pay attention. After saying that, he walked straight to Chaoyang Temple with high spirits.
Cheng Daoping, the sneer of the mother and son, sneered: This man is arrogant and rude, waiting for his subordinates to teach him a lesson. As he said that, his right hand swelled, a cold light flew out, breaking through the air and roaring like a sharp speed, as fast as a rushing lightning
The dart light was about a foot behind Nangong Zicheng, and suddenly burst automatically, turning into nine rains, covering the vital and heavy acupoints.
Cheng Daoping's Mother's Darts are unique in martial arts world, with a unique technique, and one hundred without losing one. Therefore, the name of the Mother's Darts is well-known in the north of Henan.
I saw Nangong Zicheng's body tilted rapidly, his right palm was flat and his chest was slashed. He looked out and saw the rain blowing in the snow.
Nangong Zicheng looked at Cheng Daoping with a scattering look, let out a sneer, turned around and walked quickly into Chaoyang Temple
Cheng Daoping's face changed drastically, and he felt a terrified heart. Suddenly, he heard a loud Buddhist chant sounding behind him.
Master Vimalakirti smiled and said: Donor Cheng, this person is really not allowed to provoke him.
The cold-faced showman said in surprise: Why? Where did this person come from?
Vimalakirti said: This person is the first-class deity guard of the Daoui Eagle, and his martial arts have reached the level of enlightenment.
The cold-faced showman's expression changed and he said in surprise: Is it a quarrel to have a palace warrior intervened in this world?
Master Vimalakirti shook his head and said: Not only did Master Nangong not only ask about this matter, but also asked me to define Chaoyang Temple as a forbidden area. The master said that as long as the people in the martial arts world do not endanger the government and the country will never interfere with the right and wrong in the world... He paused a little and said: The words of different Taos and no one should make plans are not that Lord Nangong pretended to be arrogant. If there is a difference in identity, how could he make a relationship with Donor Pang? What's more difficult at this time and here.
The cold-faced handsome man couldn't help but be silent, and smiled slightly for a moment and said: This is a boring thing in the lower house. How can you blame Lord Nangong? But why Lord Nangong came here?
Master Vimalakirti said: Lord Nangong was ordered to station in Jinfu's yamen, and thought it was the official court. Jinfu was honest and upright, and had a close relationship with Nangongzicheng. His nephew Mingqiu entered the examination and wanted to use a place in Chaoyang Temple to study. Lord Nangong held Jinfu's handwritten letter and asked for the old man to accept it...
Pang Yusheng said: Did the master agree?
There is no reason to agree with it. Master Vimalakirti whispered; Last night, I had a long conversation with Nangongzicheng and found that this person was very talented and good at learning. He said that my evil spirit rushed straight to Huagai, and it was inevitable that he could turn danger into safety.
Pang Yusheng frowned slightly and said: Is he really sent by Jin Fu? From the perspective of the following, his origin is a mystery, not necessarily true, there must be something strange about it.
Master Vimalakirti stroked his beard and smiled: The old monk from Jinfu was just a friend, and there is no reason to be ignorant of the authenticity of the handwriting. I even had several conversations with Nangong Lord in Jinfu's yamen. Donor Pang was too worried. A figure rose from behind the cliff, and his body movement was like the wind.
Pang Yusheng said: Why is the Gao Shao Manor's look in a hurry?
The person who came was Gao Yuchen, and said: The two masters of black and white came to Wutai in a constant stream. It was heard that the old white-browed monster, who was extremely difficult to provoke among the three evildoers outside the world, also appeared outside Wutai Mountain.
The cold-faced showman's expression changed and said in surprise: The old monster with white eyebrows, the two masters of black and white came one after another to make sure that there is no reason. I understand that the leader of the sect knows it.
Master Vimalakirti looked calm and smiled faintly: They were not different from Donor Pang. Junior Brother Mingyue left the mountain and went there. I knew nothing before and knew nothing afterwards. Rumors in the world, although everyone was different, there was one thing that was the same, which was to show that Junior Brother Yue and the seven people were in the same place and were involved in a plot. Tu Sanshan was stolen and hidden, and Junior Brother Mingyue and others must know that, so Lian thought of me.
The cold-faced Xiushi said: This statement is not to be catching up on the wind and shadows. It has its origin. Does the master know the whereabouts of the Tibetan Picture?
Master Vimalakirti sighed and said: I am still confused and ignorant.
Cold-faced Xiushi said: I believe what the leader said is the truth, but the old white-eyed man is hard to believe. It seems that Guishan will inevitably have a rise of war.
Master Vimalakirti sighed and said: This is also a helpless thing. At this moment, there are many people on the mountain road, and there are endless people.
Several people in the gangster hero Centipede Huangfu Yan and his party were walking as if they were running. Huangfu Yan felt unobstructed and couldn't help but say: Is Wutai unsuspecting? I feel that something must be strange.
An old man with a burly purple beard said: It is rumored in the martial arts world that Wutai has known that the whereabouts of Tu Sanshan have been lost. Be careful that this is the plan of Wuji Gang leader to blame Jiangdong. It seems that this trip will inevitably be futile.
Huangfu Yan shook his head and replied: It may not be possible that Vimalakirti bald donkey was scheming. He did not move his troops and had a secret plan. Just as he was talking, two old white-eyed monster masters and apprentices suddenly turned on the fork road, and then four short-dressed short men with a look of evil and strange outfits.
Huangfu Yan couldn't help but change his face and said to himself: Why is this old devil coming back to the world?
The white-eyed solemn glanced at the Ming Huang Fu Yan, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he laughed: Huangfu head, you and I have been missing for a long time. Unexpectedly, over the years, the Huangfu head has become famous in the north, seventy-three provinces in the north, seventy-three provinces in the south, and it is really the younger generation of the Yangtze River to push the previous waves. A new generation has replaced the old people. This time, I am not able to come back to the world with my retirement.
Huangfu Yan also laughed loudly and said: The old hero has been awarded a mistake, but he said it well. At present, you and I have no hope of being in the world. As far as we know, there are several people in the next generation who have unique skills. Compared with him, you and me are no different from the sky.
The white-eyed old man shot fiercely in his eyes and said sternly: I have also heard that several martial arts rising stars have recently emerged. Huangfu head might as well report a few names. I want to try what amazing art industry they have.
Huangfu Yan smiled slightly and said: The old hero doesn’t ask, I will inform you later.
Baimeishou said: Huangfu Dangjia said it out
Huangfu Yan said: The masked black-clothed man claimed to be the master of the Divine Wood Order, and his martial arts skills were all obtained from the martial arts wise of the Divine Wood Venerable, and he also had the four evil spirits of the golden sword as a supplement. He was like a tiger adding wings.
Baimeishou smiled coldly and said: It is reported that Huangfu's family had met this person.
Yes, Huangfu Yan said: But I admire the Divine Wood Order and retreated in time, but I did not prove my martial arts skills.
Baimeishou said in surprise: Why did Huangfu Dangjia praise this person more?
Huangfu Yan said: The following is not aimless, the source is from the source. The old hero will definitely meet this person in the future. I know that the following words are true.
The white-eyed old man snorted coldly in his nose and said: I must meet him
Suddenly Fengshui sneered sinisterly: You are worthy of it, the day when you meet the Lord of the Divine Wood Order is the time when you complete your life.
The white-browed solemn shouted: Who is it? The four are silent, the cold wind is blowing, and there is no one.
Huangfu Yan said: Today, the Wutai storm gathering, and the two friends from black and white came together. The old hero wanted to show his skills, so he didn't have to hurry up and hide his head and tail. A villain won't win, but he was laughed at.
Just as he was talking, the mountain road suddenly swiftly as the wind swept several figures, and the leader was Qian Baihan
Qian Baihan passed by the white-browed old man. He saw that the white-shouldered old man looked very strange, and he couldn't help but look at him more.
The white-eyed old man hummed slightly in his nose, and suddenly his five fingers grew like lightning and grabbed Qian Baihan.
Qian Baihan seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. His upper body suddenly rushed forward, and his body turned rapidly. He kicked out his right foot, and in a gesture of pulling Yun Feixing, bringing out a strong wind to kick the Baimeisou perineum.
Not only was his body very fast, but he was also mysterious and sharp, attacking the vital and serious acupoints that would surely die. The Baimeishou was shocked and suddenly shrank his abdomen and waist. His feet were a little bit, and the squirming dragon ascended to heaven and pulled it up.
Qian Baihan sneered, turned around and ran towards the peak of Wutai.
The white-eyed old man fell and his face turned pale
Huangfu Yan smiled and said: This young man is also one of the several rising martial arts stars mentioned below.
Baimeishou said sternly: Who is he?
Huangfu Yan said: This person calls himself the disciple of the Shenmu Venerable, and his name is Qian Baihan
The Baimeishou couldn't help but be stunned and said: Why are there two successors of the Divine Tree Thieves?
Huangfu Yan said: There must be one truth in the two, but whether it is true or false, they are not weak hands. When Baimeishou came, he was arrogant and restrained, and he felt that the centipede of the sky was not pretending to be dangerous. He couldn't help but smile.
Huangfu Yan knew that he was so fierce that he couldn't help but smile and said: "Old man doesn't care about villains, let's go." The figures went like flying mountain climbing
The golden bell rang in the Wutai Valley, and the echoes continued. Master Vimalakirti made Bixuyan Jingfu Temple a place to welcome guests.
Jingfu Temple covers a wide area and has many houses, especially outside the temple, the star ping is flat and vast. When the flowers bloom in spring, you can see the mountains, the clouds are rising, the green fragrance is green, the sky wind brings waves, and the pine and bamboo sways, which makes people intoxicated.
Nangongzicheng, the gate of Nangong in Chaoyang Temple, will not come out, please read the papers and chant.
Suddenly, a knock came from the door and Nangongzicheng said: Who is it?
Only the sound of Wutong's words sounded: I am Wutong, I am here to thank you for your virtue of not killing
Nangongzicheng stood up from his seat, pulled it away without being tied up, and showed a look. He kept his understanding and said too much to avoid being exposed. He smiled and went inside and said: "I took the initiative to make mistakes, but I felt guilty. Why did the master say this? Isn't it so ashamed of my heart?
Wutong turned around and covered the wooden door, and suddenly whispered: There are quite a lot of martial arts masters who have arrived in Japan today. The leader of the sect ordered me to become an adult. People are harmless, but tigers are harmful to others. I ask the adults to pay attention.
Nangong Zicheng smiled slightly and said: This is expected to be confident and unpredictable. Is there anyone else in this gang disguised as a member of the heroes? They must be in danger! If you accidentally take action with your strength, not only will your previous efforts be wasted, but you may also bring strange disasters to this gang.
Wutong shook his head and said: I may not be involved in this gang, otherwise there will be a message from the main hall.
Nangong Zicheng's face was solemn and said: This is better, but the mission he had to do was half the result with twice the result. The two martial arts masters in Wutai gathered in Wutai, but they might not be the same. You Dao is Xun and cannot be the same weapon. If you disagree, you will definitely fight and start a bloody killing disaster. How can the hidden figures in Wutai ignore it? It seems like a flash of inspiration in his mind, and then he continued: I intend to go to Juxingping tonight to explore the heroes' actions, or detect their true intentions.
Enlightenment Channel: Is Lord Nangong going to go alone?
Nangongzicheng said: The master must have other insights
Enlightenment channel: Adults should not take risks, but I should take the initiative to wait and see
Nangong Zicheng shook his head and said with a smile: The gang leader gave me full authority. If you act according to the opportunity, how can you wait for the rabbit? As he said, he still smiled slightly and said: The scenery inside and outside Chaoyang Temple is very strange. Can the master guide him on the next trip?
Huodao said with great tribute: I obeyed the order and bowed to lead Nangong Zicheng out of the door, and explained the scenery inside the temple in detail, and visited them one by one.
The two of them walked around and walked through a corridor from the side hall back to Xiangjiu Kitchen. Nangong Zicheng saw at a glance that the old monk was squatting in front of the stove hole to make a fire.
Nangong Zicheng smiled and said: It is not just a short time to visit Guishan. There will be many troubles in the future. Can the master introduce it to you next?
Wutong replied with his hands together: Lord, he is a guest of Benshan. If he has his orders, just give him instructions. Lord, he is too polite. There are three monks under the kitchen, so he will introduce them one by one.
Nangongzi knew that the old monk was named Baican, and he did not show any color at all. He returned to the room with Wutong.
Wutong and Nangong Zicheng sat down for a while and said goodbye
As soon as he left the temple gate, he looked at the bottom of the cliff and rushed down, and fell to the bottom of the cliff. He saw a thatched hut hidden in the dome of the cliff. There were only the dense pine vines that could not be noticed by outsiders.
Wutong flashed in, and only heard a thick Sichuan voice saying: Is Nangong Zicheng flawless? A quick figure fell behind the hut, flashing away
Wutong in the house replied: This person has a very strong temperament, and must be sent by the gang leader himself and has extremely difficult tasks. We cannot make random guesses and blame ourselves.
He heard another voice: But there was clearly a webbing inside this matter. Only the Sharukong Master knew the secret words that he had said, and he must come from the Sharukong Master. Why didn't we know about the Sharukong Master's message?
Suddenly, a pigeon whistle shook the air sharply, and the lightning fell. I saw a white pigeon passing through the window like a meteor
Suddenly, he laughed and said: I'm too suspicious. The Lord of the Shahe has sent a message to confirm the three guardians of Nangong Zicheng's gang. Let's go.
Three monks flashed out in the thatched hut. The leader was about fifty years old, with a sharp chin on his forehead, a small bean eyes and a small nose, and looked like a yin chariot. He was wearing a worn-out gray monk's robe and holding a green steel Zen staff.
A middle-aged monk with a crab eyelid is following closely behind. His temple is raised high. At first glance, he knows that he is an internal master. He has a sheathed steel knife tilted behind his shoulders.
The monk behind the palace was enlightened. When they were about to get up, they suddenly heard a sinister sneer and said: As expected, the bandits of the Wuji Gang were actually hidden in the monks. You can still capture them if you wait.
A figure flashed out, and a strange man in blue shirt appeared outside. He was eight feet long, with two hanging eyebrows raised, with edges and small noses, with bulging cheekbones, fangs lifted lips, and eyes opened and closed, with a stunning brilliance.
The three monks couldn't help but change their faces. The monk was the leader and whistled out the Zen stick. The wind was harsh and the force was heavy.
The weird guy in the blue shirt sneered: I want to cut off your right arm. Qingxia flashed rapidly, and the lightning flew.
Just heard a miserable howl, blood burst out, and a monk's right arm flew off his shoulder, and the green steel Zen stick swept into the air and fell dozens of feet away.
The strange man in blue shirt said sternly: I want to take your left arm, and the sword is rising and the momentum is running like a power
The monk's only left arm fell to the ground as soon as he was about to leave. At the moment of the tragic tragedy, a bald donkey flew off his shoulders, blood splattered, and sprayed like rain
Wutong had seen such a fast sword force, and he couldn't help but flew away. He shortened his body and jumped away.
The crab-faced monk was so excited that he shouted: Friend, you are so cruel... Spicy. The word "Spicy" is the most ruthless person in the blue shirt has already pulled up from a crane to the sky, and a gesture in the air is like a dragon turning over the clouds. The head and foot turn into a goshawk and rushing down. The five fingers of his left hand grabbed the monk's shoulder blades, and his body was immediately touched the ground, and the monk flew through the air with his crab-eye...
Nangong Zicheng was alone in the room, holding the scrolls and reciting:
Desai-Hu-Gu,
Suddenly shining with blue sky
Harukado Autumn Water Shadow,
Suddenly the sunset wind
No trace left in the long day,
Leng Yuefang is the face
Where should the destination be?
The first peak of Kongtong is melodious and sturdy, and it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful
Suddenly, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded outside the door. He couldn't help but be stunned. When he opened the door, he saw Wutong staggeringly, and suddenly stood up again, with a palpitation on his face.
Nangong Zicheng said in surprise: What happened to the master?
Wutong then told the story of the previous story and said: The martial arts of a long-bodied monster is still a trivial matter. When the poor monk fled, he suddenly felt a strange squeaking behind his head. Looking around, he turned out that it was a red body, about a foot long poisonous centimeter chasing him. He couldn't help but all the dead souls rushed here. The educated youth centimeter chased him outside the temple and turned back automatically.
Nangongzicheng looked confused and murmured: This is strange.
Enlightenment channel: What's amazing?
Nangongzicheng said: This thing is clearly raised by Huangfu Yan in the centipede, but how can the old monster with Huangfu Yan be together?
Where does a monster with a body come from?
Nangong Zicheng said: This person is named Liao Du, and he has always been alone and never works with others. He seems to be middle-aged but is over 60 years old. His martial arts have reached the level of enlightenment. The leader of the gang heard that Liao Du has appeared and has been reported to pay close attention to his presence.
Wutong's expression changed slightly: It seems that Liao Du has discovered the secret of this gang and has recognized the appearance of the monk. If it is not removed in time, the disaster will be unpredictable.
Nangong Zicheng pondered for a moment and said: This is good, but Liao Du will never ask the head in person. Because there is no clear evidence, the master may not avoid showing up. He said that the injury was severe and could not act. As he spoke, his voice turned deep and said: Is there anyone in this gang who is still sneaking into Wutai? He is not allowed to cause any trouble, causing major mistakes.
Wutong's heart was shocked and replied: I am the only three monks in this gang here
Nangong Zicheng said with a cold face: Master, please leave quickly, come here to Chaoyang Temple if you have nothing to do.
The passage of enlightenment: I followed the order and flashed out of the room and disappeared
Nangong Zicheng slowly walked out of the temple and walked straight to Juxingping
The five-land and all-round heroes gathered on the Juxingping. The Wutai School set up dozens of vegetarian banquets on the pingpingping, and there are also mountain spring home-made aged wines, fragrant and mellow
The most eye-catching number of the only master and apprentice in the meal was the white-clothed silver dragon awning master and the famous northern mountain Qiulong Divine Whip Cang Hengyi sat in a seat, chatting and laughing loudly, as if no one was around.
Yu Zhonglong held the cup and his lips, his eyes moved from time to time to the neighboring ceremonial devil-subduing Eight Palms Thunder Jade Ming
It turned out that neighbor Xi Lei Yuming and his children Lei Junfeng, Lei Cuiying and Dongyue master Zhentian Double Hook Pang Qi, Hunyuan Claw Hou Di, and Liao Du whispered about the seven-style of the Condor Heroes.
Zhu Qiufan disguised himself as a white-haired old man, walked straight to the white-clothed silver mat, and said with a smile: Old man Long, you and I have met here again
Long Ao Xiáng heard the pronunciation well, and realized who he knew, and laughed and said: It turned out to be you
Cang Huanyi said: Who is this friend? Can you introduce it to Cang? Long Aoxiang used an ant speech to explain that Zhu Qiufan was disguised as a disguise.
Cang Huanyi smiled slightly and said: I am blind, I am fine three glasses of wine. I pour three glasses of wine in a row and drink it all over.
Zhu Qiufan snatched the wine pot and said: How can you ruin such a good wine? When they were chatting and laughing, the heroes of martial arts still came in a row. In a moment, there were only a dark crowd on Juxingping, and at least hundreds of people were there.
Suddenly, the noise was like a tide and the sound of the silence suddenly disappeared, and the three evil spirits from outside the sky suddenly appeared on the snow path of the pine forest. Two masters and disciples from the white-eyed men from the sky were closely followed by six short-dressed men with glittering postures, and they climbed up to Juxingping.
The white-browed sorcerer is as famous as ever, shocking the whole audience
Suddenly, a sound of hahalang laughed: What a great mighty, but I can't scare you and me. Come on, Brother Qian, let's have a few drinks happily
The heroes couldn't help but be stunned. Looking in the sound, they saw the cold-faced showman Pang Yusheng and Qian Baihan sitting opposite each other, raising their wine glasses and drinking them all, as if no one was around.
The white-eyed old man was so arrogant that he shot his thrustling eyes, and his face was full of murderous intent. He sat down on an empty mat, waved his hand to signal the monk to come over, and said in a deep voice: I want to see you when I see you. The monk nodded and retreated repeatedly
Qian Baihan suddenly said to himself: Since you come, you can rest assured. What's the use of rushing to meet? Besides, the head of Wutai may not be afraid of you.
The white-eyed old man was furious and angry, shouted: "Young man meddling in other people's business, I must let you know the power for a while."
Qian Baihan sneered: The world is in charge of all people, and you are not capable enough. If you want to do something, you will be with us immediately, otherwise you will sit there obediently waiting for the head of the Five Platform to come out.
The white-eyed old man felt furious. A man in blue suddenly had an electric shock to Qian Baihan. His right hand cut down with a diagonal finger, and his finger was as vertical as a halberd, poking Qian Baihan's eyes horizontally.
This person is very quick and vicious. He is not Qian Baihan's mistake, but he has to leave it on the spot.
Qian Baihan sneered, sitting still, his right hand buckled backwards on the wrist vein of a man in Qing's clothes
A voice was heard by the man in blue, and his right arm was twisted and blood was poured out.
Qian Baihan turned over and kicked out his right foot
The man in green flew out in a flash, holding it on the snow beside the white-browed man. Blood flowed in his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and he was extremely angry and killed.
When the curtain was lifted, the 14-5-year-old little monk walked in and bowed and said, "Governor, please come and see me."
Master Vimalakirti's heart was slightly shocked, and he said with a oh, his body slowly stood up, and said: Just say I'm going to welcome me
Suddenly, he heard a smile from outside the door and said: "No need for the head to come out to greet him in person, just ask not to see him and refuse this uninvited guest."
Master Vimalakirti was already out of the house quickly and looked at him. He saw a man in green clothes with a sharp look on his face, Yan Ranwei stood in the middle of the pavilion hall, and said: I don’t know if the master is coming, I hope you can forgive me.
The man in green smiled and said: I dare not take out the secret seal and send it to me.
The man in Qing Dynasty continued: If you have any trouble, the leader will read it
Master Vimalakirti took it, Master Suke sat down, ordered the little novice monk to present the incense tea, and then read it again, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed: How can I refuse the governor's order? But this mountain is as dangerous as it is, the donor must have heard of it. If there is any mistake, I will ask me to take responsibility.
The man in green smiled and said: The noble monk Zen Master Mingyue was under the ban on evil evil, but he was not in the world and could not ask about it. The nephew of the Fuyuan was a weak scholar who borrowed the land to attack books and was indifferent to the disputes between the martial arts world. If the leader refuses, he may be unfavorable to Guishan. At this point, he will continue: In fact, Guishan does not have to be so cautious. He only needs to monitor and guard against others in secret. On the other hand, he can avoid misunderstandings, eliminate casualties, and also determine the enemy and us.
Master Vimalakirti sighed and said: Since the bad news from Junior Brother Mingyue, the two masters of black and white have heard that there are endless people coming. I am very upset. Therefore, I am not worried about it. Therefore, I will refuse to see the people in the worship of the mountains and rivers. I am very fond of it.
The man in green was about to speak, but suddenly his face changed. His right hand flicked into the void outside the window, and he felt several light white silver lights burst through the window paper like lightning
Just a miserable howl, then the heavy object fell into the ground
Master Vimalakirti looked excited, waved his sleeves and pounced downstairs
The man in green went with him like a shadow and flew out of the building. He saw a middle-aged monk lying in the snow, looking in pain.
Master Vimalakirti said in a deep voice: I understand, you have not been ordered by me, so you can spy on your own.
Enlightenment channel: The thief is everywhere and cannot be guarded against. The disciple is afraid that the leader will be involved in a conspiracy, so he comes here to peek at the donor.
The man in green hurriedly looked at Master Vimalakirti and smiled: This is a misunderstanding. The hidden weapon in the door is extremely spicy and poisonous. The treatment requires a lot of effort. Can you please send it to the quiet room? It is important to save people? Master Vimalakirti understands it and turns around and knocks it out.
After three sounds, four monks rushed into the pavilion and said: What is the call from the head?
Master Vimalakirti said: You will lift Wutong to the quiet room so that this donor can treat him. The four monks will take the order to lift Wutong up and walk behind the pavilion.
Master Vimalakirti smiled and said: I have not yet asked the donor's name Gao, can I report it?
The man in green said: I am the second child, and the surname is Nangong, and the name is Zicheng. The disciple of the noble school, Wutong, seems to be a little untrue. I am the third child, who is not bad, and I am the second child, who wants to convince Wutong and expose himself secretly.
Master Vimalakirti thanked: The donor is so kind, and thanked him. Nangongzicheng asked Mingwutong where he was sent, and said goodbye.
A slightly slanted flat hillside behind Vimalakirche, with snow covering about a foot, crystal clear and dazzling. There are dozens of green-caly plums with iron stems, fragrance spreading to the nose and refreshing the lungs.
There is a low-eaves temple built in the plum forest, with red beams and red tiles, glazed tiles and glasses, flying eaves and white walls, small and magnificent buildings, and a horizontal plaque hanging on the carved long door, ink engraved copy of Zhang Xu's cursive script: Listen to the plums and the other two, with crazy fonts, dragons and phoenixes dancing, and grand and majestic
Two lines of couplets on the door:
The sky is full of snow and moon, the sky is full of colors,
The heart of the cold night frost clock
Fresh words, eternal meaning
The carved night gate was covered with emptiness, and Nangong Zicheng pushed it away gently, and Wutong was lying on the couch, in great pain. When he saw Nangong Zicheng entering, he couldn't help but reveal his resentful divine light.
Nangong Zicheng smiled slightly and said: The Yellow River is far away among the white clouds, Qingcheng Emei West Kunlun
Wutong's eyes suddenly turned and said: Xuanhuang Heaven and Earth
Nangong Zicheng said: Xu, Hai, Gui, You
Wutong couldn't help but smile and said: It turns out that Zunjia is his own person
Nangong Zicheng used ant speech to spread the word and said: I didn’t know that it was a member of this sect, and it would not be trusted by the head of the sect. The leader of the gang found that there was an extremely powerful enemy who was hiding in the Wutai Sect. If it was not removed in time, it might be very unfavorable to our gang in the future. It was reported that the three evildoers from outside the world were retiring and reappeared, and obviously he was interested in participating in the capture of the treasures of Lilong Valley.
Wutong's shocked reading: The three evils outside the world
Nangongzicheng said: That's right, as far as we know, the old monster of white eyebrows seems to be coming to Wutai
Enlightenment: Where did the enemy figures sneaking in the mountain come from?
Nangongzimao said: This is what I ordered to disguise the governor and trust the warrior to come to the warrior, reduce the attention of the opponent, and facilitate the calm investigation of the true origin of this person. As he spoke, he said: It will take a long time to stay here. We will discuss it again and stay here to take out the poison needle for the master.
It's already dusk, and the mountains are vast
Nangong Zicheng and the head of Wutai in Vimalakirti talked with each other for a long time. He heard that the three evildoers from heaven meant to come to Wutai, and he couldn't help but feel worried.
Nangongzicheng said: The head of the sect does not have to worry. Evil cannot defeat righteousness. The leader of the Wuji Gang will eventually be awarded the title. The nephew of Futai, Mr. Yang, can arrive in three days. He wanted to borrow the incense of Chaoyang Temple to return to the kitchen as a place where Mr. Yang lives.
Vimalakirti said in surprise: The place is extremely simple, how can it be the place where Mr. Yang attacked the book?
Nangong Zicheng smiled and said: I came here with Mr. Yang to secretly help the head. Does Shang Mo see that? I am even more unwilling to cause unnecessary trouble for the head.
Master Vimalakirti couldn't help but suddenly realize, put his hands together and thanked him, and ordered Xiaoxia Mi to lead Nangong Zicheng to Chaoyang Temple.
As soon as Nangong Zicheng arrived in the room, he took off his clothes and slept. The lights were as dark as beans, the cold wind roared outdoors, and the waves were as loud as the tide.
He lie in his arms, his heart is filled with waves, and the past is coming and gone, and he sees all the time, and only feels life is like a sentiment, and he can't help but sigh softly: What's the matter of fighting on the horns of a snail? I'm sending this body in the light of a stone. There are many feelings in my heart, and I feel so much sadness in my heart.
Suddenly, a quick figure passed by the window paper, and Nangong Zicheng thought to himself: Could it be that he has returned? He jumped up, quietly opened the door, flashed out quickly, and leaned into Xiangjiu Kitchen with his eyes at night.
After hearing a sound of the wooden door opening, the light flashed and a hoarse voice said: Brother Baineng, are you back?
That's right, are you not asleep yet? Alas, snow is cold, this mountain road is really hard to touch
Nangongzi heard the sound of the words, and couldn't help but feel happy and said to himself: "The two rats are good at stealing the sky, it's true that he doesn't want to listen anymore, so he returns to the room quickly."
When I woke up, it was already dark, and the monks of the temple brought tea and breakfast
Breakfast is very rich, a plate of hot steamed buns and a large bowl of millet porridge, four dishes of side dishes, pine nuts and bamboo shoots, peanut kernels, pickled cucumbers, salted vegetable hearts
Nangong Zicheng only felt that it was fresh and delicious. In less than a moment, the wind and clouds were swept away. He put on a cotton robe and walked out of the temple.
A green bamboo outside the temple, swaying and shining in the snow, with a unique atmosphere
He wandered among the green bamboos, murmured with his hands behind his back:
Xiangshan Fairy Lonely Mountain Voyeur,
Love planting plum blossoms reflecting the bright moon
The fragrance of flowers and the moonlight are two clouds,
More details about the dark blue
With rain, the clouds in front of the pirate
When the window is filled with peaks and heads, the stones are chiseled
Move it over and remember the southern branches carefully.
Plant the flute and flute reflect the fragrance of snow
When it moves, when it rains, when it is sunny,
The mountains are covered with the moon and white
The first illumination of the hoe is like a god,
Then read the clear marks and then come out in the order
A new planted phoenix,
Two dragons stand on the opposite side
Three, four, dozens of them,
Shadow Shake Stars Fight Astronomy
……
Suddenly, Lin Wai praised: What a shadow, a star, a sky, a beautiful and elegant person
Nangong Zicheng turned around and recognized it as the cold-faced showman Pang Yusheng. Five feet away from the cold-faced showman, there were three people standing standing across the flying tiger Yousheng, Chasing Feng Kuang Yao Dongchang, and the Mother Goddess of Cheng Daoping.
He pretended to be ignorant and smiled with his fist: He said nonsense, it’s a dirty and clear voice. Are you a friend of Master Vimalakirti?
The cold-faced showman smiled and said: Pang Yusheng is in the morning and is a friend of the head of Wutai. Can you tell me the news?
Nangong Zicheng pretended to be shocked and moved, saying: It turned out to be the famous cold-faced hero Pang Dahe. In Xia Nangong Zicheng is not a martial arts world. He is different and does not plan for each other. It is difficult to make a deal. In the past two days, both black and white masters came from Wutai one after another. Pang Dahe must pay attention. After saying that, he walked straight to Chaoyang Temple with high spirits.
Cheng Daoping, the sneer of the mother and son, sneered: This man is arrogant and rude, waiting for his subordinates to teach him a lesson. As he said that, his right hand swelled, a cold light flew out, breaking through the air and roaring like a sharp speed, as fast as a rushing lightning
The dart light was about a foot behind Nangong Zicheng, and suddenly burst automatically, turning into nine rains, covering the vital and heavy acupoints.
Cheng Daoping's Mother's Darts are unique in martial arts world, with a unique technique, and one hundred without losing one. Therefore, the name of the Mother's Darts is well-known in the north of Henan.
I saw Nangong Zicheng's body tilted rapidly, his right palm was flat and his chest was slashed. He looked out and saw the rain blowing in the snow.
Nangong Zicheng looked at Cheng Daoping with a scattering look, let out a sneer, turned around and walked quickly into Chaoyang Temple
Cheng Daoping's face changed drastically, and he felt a terrified heart. Suddenly, he heard a loud Buddhist chant sounding behind him.
Master Vimalakirti smiled and said: Donor Cheng, this person is really not allowed to provoke him.
The cold-faced showman said in surprise: Why? Where did this person come from?
Vimalakirti said: This person is the first-class deity guard of the Daoui Eagle, and his martial arts have reached the level of enlightenment.
The cold-faced showman's expression changed and he said in surprise: Is it a quarrel to have a palace warrior intervened in this world?
Master Vimalakirti shook his head and said: Not only did Master Nangong not only ask about this matter, but also asked me to define Chaoyang Temple as a forbidden area. The master said that as long as the people in the martial arts world do not endanger the government and the country will never interfere with the right and wrong in the world... He paused a little and said: The words of different Taos and no one should make plans are not that Lord Nangong pretended to be arrogant. If there is a difference in identity, how could he make a relationship with Donor Pang? What's more difficult at this time and here.
The cold-faced handsome man couldn't help but be silent, and smiled slightly for a moment and said: This is a boring thing in the lower house. How can you blame Lord Nangong? But why Lord Nangong came here?
Master Vimalakirti said: Lord Nangong was ordered to station in Jinfu's yamen, and thought it was the official court. Jinfu was honest and upright, and had a close relationship with Nangongzicheng. His nephew Mingqiu entered the examination and wanted to use a place in Chaoyang Temple to study. Lord Nangong held Jinfu's handwritten letter and asked for the old man to accept it...
Pang Yusheng said: Did the master agree?
There is no reason to agree with it. Master Vimalakirti whispered; Last night, I had a long conversation with Nangongzicheng and found that this person was very talented and good at learning. He said that my evil spirit rushed straight to Huagai, and it was inevitable that he could turn danger into safety.
Pang Yusheng frowned slightly and said: Is he really sent by Jin Fu? From the perspective of the following, his origin is a mystery, not necessarily true, there must be something strange about it.
Master Vimalakirti stroked his beard and smiled: The old monk from Jinfu was just a friend, and there is no reason to be ignorant of the authenticity of the handwriting. I even had several conversations with Nangong Lord in Jinfu's yamen. Donor Pang was too worried. A figure rose from behind the cliff, and his body movement was like the wind.
Pang Yusheng said: Why is the Gao Shao Manor's look in a hurry?
The person who came was Gao Yuchen, and said: The two masters of black and white came to Wutai in a constant stream. It was heard that the old white-browed monster, who was extremely difficult to provoke among the three evildoers outside the world, also appeared outside Wutai Mountain.
The cold-faced showman's expression changed and said in surprise: The old monster with white eyebrows, the two masters of black and white came one after another to make sure that there is no reason. I understand that the leader of the sect knows it.
Master Vimalakirti looked calm and smiled faintly: They were not different from Donor Pang. Junior Brother Mingyue left the mountain and went there. I knew nothing before and knew nothing afterwards. Rumors in the world, although everyone was different, there was one thing that was the same, which was to show that Junior Brother Yue and the seven people were in the same place and were involved in a plot. Tu Sanshan was stolen and hidden, and Junior Brother Mingyue and others must know that, so Lian thought of me.
The cold-faced Xiushi said: This statement is not to be catching up on the wind and shadows. It has its origin. Does the master know the whereabouts of the Tibetan Picture?
Master Vimalakirti sighed and said: I am still confused and ignorant.
Cold-faced Xiushi said: I believe what the leader said is the truth, but the old white-eyed man is hard to believe. It seems that Guishan will inevitably have a rise of war.
Master Vimalakirti sighed and said: This is also a helpless thing. At this moment, there are many people on the mountain road, and there are endless people.
Several people in the gangster hero Centipede Huangfu Yan and his party were walking as if they were running. Huangfu Yan felt unobstructed and couldn't help but say: Is Wutai unsuspecting? I feel that something must be strange.
An old man with a burly purple beard said: It is rumored in the martial arts world that Wutai has known that the whereabouts of Tu Sanshan have been lost. Be careful that this is the plan of Wuji Gang leader to blame Jiangdong. It seems that this trip will inevitably be futile.
Huangfu Yan shook his head and replied: It may not be possible that Vimalakirti bald donkey was scheming. He did not move his troops and had a secret plan. Just as he was talking, two old white-eyed monster masters and apprentices suddenly turned on the fork road, and then four short-dressed short men with a look of evil and strange outfits.
Huangfu Yan couldn't help but change his face and said to himself: Why is this old devil coming back to the world?
The white-eyed solemn glanced at the Ming Huang Fu Yan, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he laughed: Huangfu head, you and I have been missing for a long time. Unexpectedly, over the years, the Huangfu head has become famous in the north, seventy-three provinces in the north, seventy-three provinces in the south, and it is really the younger generation of the Yangtze River to push the previous waves. A new generation has replaced the old people. This time, I am not able to come back to the world with my retirement.
Huangfu Yan also laughed loudly and said: The old hero has been awarded a mistake, but he said it well. At present, you and I have no hope of being in the world. As far as we know, there are several people in the next generation who have unique skills. Compared with him, you and me are no different from the sky.
The white-eyed old man shot fiercely in his eyes and said sternly: I have also heard that several martial arts rising stars have recently emerged. Huangfu head might as well report a few names. I want to try what amazing art industry they have.
Huangfu Yan smiled slightly and said: The old hero doesn’t ask, I will inform you later.
Baimeishou said: Huangfu Dangjia said it out
Huangfu Yan said: The masked black-clothed man claimed to be the master of the Divine Wood Order, and his martial arts skills were all obtained from the martial arts wise of the Divine Wood Venerable, and he also had the four evil spirits of the golden sword as a supplement. He was like a tiger adding wings.
Baimeishou smiled coldly and said: It is reported that Huangfu's family had met this person.
Yes, Huangfu Yan said: But I admire the Divine Wood Order and retreated in time, but I did not prove my martial arts skills.
Baimeishou said in surprise: Why did Huangfu Dangjia praise this person more?
Huangfu Yan said: The following is not aimless, the source is from the source. The old hero will definitely meet this person in the future. I know that the following words are true.
The white-eyed old man snorted coldly in his nose and said: I must meet him
Suddenly Fengshui sneered sinisterly: You are worthy of it, the day when you meet the Lord of the Divine Wood Order is the time when you complete your life.
The white-browed solemn shouted: Who is it? The four are silent, the cold wind is blowing, and there is no one.
Huangfu Yan said: Today, the Wutai storm gathering, and the two friends from black and white came together. The old hero wanted to show his skills, so he didn't have to hurry up and hide his head and tail. A villain won't win, but he was laughed at.
Just as he was talking, the mountain road suddenly swiftly as the wind swept several figures, and the leader was Qian Baihan
Qian Baihan passed by the white-browed old man. He saw that the white-shouldered old man looked very strange, and he couldn't help but look at him more.
The white-eyed old man hummed slightly in his nose, and suddenly his five fingers grew like lightning and grabbed Qian Baihan.
Qian Baihan seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. His upper body suddenly rushed forward, and his body turned rapidly. He kicked out his right foot, and in a gesture of pulling Yun Feixing, bringing out a strong wind to kick the Baimeisou perineum.
Not only was his body very fast, but he was also mysterious and sharp, attacking the vital and serious acupoints that would surely die. The Baimeishou was shocked and suddenly shrank his abdomen and waist. His feet were a little bit, and the squirming dragon ascended to heaven and pulled it up.
Qian Baihan sneered, turned around and ran towards the peak of Wutai.
The white-eyed old man fell and his face turned pale
Huangfu Yan smiled and said: This young man is also one of the several rising martial arts stars mentioned below.
Baimeishou said sternly: Who is he?
Huangfu Yan said: This person calls himself the disciple of the Shenmu Venerable, and his name is Qian Baihan
The Baimeishou couldn't help but be stunned and said: Why are there two successors of the Divine Tree Thieves?
Huangfu Yan said: There must be one truth in the two, but whether it is true or false, they are not weak hands. When Baimeishou came, he was arrogant and restrained, and he felt that the centipede of the sky was not pretending to be dangerous. He couldn't help but smile.
Huangfu Yan knew that he was so fierce that he couldn't help but smile and said: "Old man doesn't care about villains, let's go." The figures went like flying mountain climbing
The golden bell rang in the Wutai Valley, and the echoes continued. Master Vimalakirti made Bixuyan Jingfu Temple a place to welcome guests.
Jingfu Temple covers a wide area and has many houses, especially outside the temple, the star ping is flat and vast. When the flowers bloom in spring, you can see the mountains, the clouds are rising, the green fragrance is green, the sky wind brings waves, and the pine and bamboo sways, which makes people intoxicated.
Nangongzicheng, the gate of Nangong in Chaoyang Temple, will not come out, please read the papers and chant.
Suddenly, a knock came from the door and Nangongzicheng said: Who is it?
Only the sound of Wutong's words sounded: I am Wutong, I am here to thank you for your virtue of not killing
Nangongzicheng stood up from his seat, pulled it away without being tied up, and showed a look. He kept his understanding and said too much to avoid being exposed. He smiled and went inside and said: "I took the initiative to make mistakes, but I felt guilty. Why did the master say this? Isn't it so ashamed of my heart?
Wutong turned around and covered the wooden door, and suddenly whispered: There are quite a lot of martial arts masters who have arrived in Japan today. The leader of the sect ordered me to become an adult. People are harmless, but tigers are harmful to others. I ask the adults to pay attention.
Nangong Zicheng smiled slightly and said: This is expected to be confident and unpredictable. Is there anyone else in this gang disguised as a member of the heroes? They must be in danger! If you accidentally take action with your strength, not only will your previous efforts be wasted, but you may also bring strange disasters to this gang.
Wutong shook his head and said: I may not be involved in this gang, otherwise there will be a message from the main hall.
Nangong Zicheng's face was solemn and said: This is better, but the mission he had to do was half the result with twice the result. The two martial arts masters in Wutai gathered in Wutai, but they might not be the same. You Dao is Xun and cannot be the same weapon. If you disagree, you will definitely fight and start a bloody killing disaster. How can the hidden figures in Wutai ignore it? It seems like a flash of inspiration in his mind, and then he continued: I intend to go to Juxingping tonight to explore the heroes' actions, or detect their true intentions.
Enlightenment Channel: Is Lord Nangong going to go alone?
Nangongzicheng said: The master must have other insights
Enlightenment channel: Adults should not take risks, but I should take the initiative to wait and see
Nangong Zicheng shook his head and said with a smile: The gang leader gave me full authority. If you act according to the opportunity, how can you wait for the rabbit? As he said, he still smiled slightly and said: The scenery inside and outside Chaoyang Temple is very strange. Can the master guide him on the next trip?
Huodao said with great tribute: I obeyed the order and bowed to lead Nangong Zicheng out of the door, and explained the scenery inside the temple in detail, and visited them one by one.
The two of them walked around and walked through a corridor from the side hall back to Xiangjiu Kitchen. Nangong Zicheng saw at a glance that the old monk was squatting in front of the stove hole to make a fire.
Nangong Zicheng smiled and said: It is not just a short time to visit Guishan. There will be many troubles in the future. Can the master introduce it to you next?
Wutong replied with his hands together: Lord, he is a guest of Benshan. If he has his orders, just give him instructions. Lord, he is too polite. There are three monks under the kitchen, so he will introduce them one by one.
Nangongzi knew that the old monk was named Baican, and he did not show any color at all. He returned to the room with Wutong.
Wutong and Nangong Zicheng sat down for a while and said goodbye
As soon as he left the temple gate, he looked at the bottom of the cliff and rushed down, and fell to the bottom of the cliff. He saw a thatched hut hidden in the dome of the cliff. There were only the dense pine vines that could not be noticed by outsiders.
Wutong flashed in, and only heard a thick Sichuan voice saying: Is Nangong Zicheng flawless? A quick figure fell behind the hut, flashing away
Wutong in the house replied: This person has a very strong temperament, and must be sent by the gang leader himself and has extremely difficult tasks. We cannot make random guesses and blame ourselves.
He heard another voice: But there was clearly a webbing inside this matter. Only the Sharukong Master knew the secret words that he had said, and he must come from the Sharukong Master. Why didn't we know about the Sharukong Master's message?
Suddenly, a pigeon whistle shook the air sharply, and the lightning fell. I saw a white pigeon passing through the window like a meteor
Suddenly, he laughed and said: I'm too suspicious. The Lord of the Shahe has sent a message to confirm the three guardians of Nangong Zicheng's gang. Let's go.
Three monks flashed out in the thatched hut. The leader was about fifty years old, with a sharp chin on his forehead, a small bean eyes and a small nose, and looked like a yin chariot. He was wearing a worn-out gray monk's robe and holding a green steel Zen staff.
A middle-aged monk with a crab eyelid is following closely behind. His temple is raised high. At first glance, he knows that he is an internal master. He has a sheathed steel knife tilted behind his shoulders.
The monk behind the palace was enlightened. When they were about to get up, they suddenly heard a sinister sneer and said: As expected, the bandits of the Wuji Gang were actually hidden in the monks. You can still capture them if you wait.
A figure flashed out, and a strange man in blue shirt appeared outside. He was eight feet long, with two hanging eyebrows raised, with edges and small noses, with bulging cheekbones, fangs lifted lips, and eyes opened and closed, with a stunning brilliance.
The three monks couldn't help but change their faces. The monk was the leader and whistled out the Zen stick. The wind was harsh and the force was heavy.
The weird guy in the blue shirt sneered: I want to cut off your right arm. Qingxia flashed rapidly, and the lightning flew.
Just heard a miserable howl, blood burst out, and a monk's right arm flew off his shoulder, and the green steel Zen stick swept into the air and fell dozens of feet away.
The strange man in blue shirt said sternly: I want to take your left arm, and the sword is rising and the momentum is running like a power
The monk's only left arm fell to the ground as soon as he was about to leave. At the moment of the tragic tragedy, a bald donkey flew off his shoulders, blood splattered, and sprayed like rain
Wutong had seen such a fast sword force, and he couldn't help but flew away. He shortened his body and jumped away.
The crab-faced monk was so excited that he shouted: Friend, you are so cruel... Spicy. The word "Spicy" is the most ruthless person in the blue shirt has already pulled up from a crane to the sky, and a gesture in the air is like a dragon turning over the clouds. The head and foot turn into a goshawk and rushing down. The five fingers of his left hand grabbed the monk's shoulder blades, and his body was immediately touched the ground, and the monk flew through the air with his crab-eye...
Nangong Zicheng was alone in the room, holding the scrolls and reciting:
Desai-Hu-Gu,
Suddenly shining with blue sky
Harukado Autumn Water Shadow,
Suddenly the sunset wind
No trace left in the long day,
Leng Yuefang is the face
Where should the destination be?
The first peak of Kongtong is melodious and sturdy, and it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful that it is so powerful
Suddenly, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded outside the door. He couldn't help but be stunned. When he opened the door, he saw Wutong staggeringly, and suddenly stood up again, with a palpitation on his face.
Nangong Zicheng said in surprise: What happened to the master?
Wutong then told the story of the previous story and said: The martial arts of a long-bodied monster is still a trivial matter. When the poor monk fled, he suddenly felt a strange squeaking behind his head. Looking around, he turned out that it was a red body, about a foot long poisonous centimeter chasing him. He couldn't help but all the dead souls rushed here. The educated youth centimeter chased him outside the temple and turned back automatically.
Nangongzicheng looked confused and murmured: This is strange.
Enlightenment channel: What's amazing?
Nangongzicheng said: This thing is clearly raised by Huangfu Yan in the centipede, but how can the old monster with Huangfu Yan be together?
Where does a monster with a body come from?
Nangong Zicheng said: This person is named Liao Du, and he has always been alone and never works with others. He seems to be middle-aged but is over 60 years old. His martial arts have reached the level of enlightenment. The leader of the gang heard that Liao Du has appeared and has been reported to pay close attention to his presence.
Wutong's expression changed slightly: It seems that Liao Du has discovered the secret of this gang and has recognized the appearance of the monk. If it is not removed in time, the disaster will be unpredictable.
Nangong Zicheng pondered for a moment and said: This is good, but Liao Du will never ask the head in person. Because there is no clear evidence, the master may not avoid showing up. He said that the injury was severe and could not act. As he spoke, his voice turned deep and said: Is there anyone in this gang who is still sneaking into Wutai? He is not allowed to cause any trouble, causing major mistakes.
Wutong's heart was shocked and replied: I am the only three monks in this gang here
Nangong Zicheng said with a cold face: Master, please leave quickly, come here to Chaoyang Temple if you have nothing to do.
The passage of enlightenment: I followed the order and flashed out of the room and disappeared
Nangong Zicheng slowly walked out of the temple and walked straight to Juxingping
The five-land and all-round heroes gathered on the Juxingping. The Wutai School set up dozens of vegetarian banquets on the pingpingping, and there are also mountain spring home-made aged wines, fragrant and mellow
The most eye-catching number of the only master and apprentice in the meal was the white-clothed silver dragon awning master and the famous northern mountain Qiulong Divine Whip Cang Hengyi sat in a seat, chatting and laughing loudly, as if no one was around.
Yu Zhonglong held the cup and his lips, his eyes moved from time to time to the neighboring ceremonial devil-subduing Eight Palms Thunder Jade Ming
It turned out that neighbor Xi Lei Yuming and his children Lei Junfeng, Lei Cuiying and Dongyue master Zhentian Double Hook Pang Qi, Hunyuan Claw Hou Di, and Liao Du whispered about the seven-style of the Condor Heroes.
Zhu Qiufan disguised himself as a white-haired old man, walked straight to the white-clothed silver mat, and said with a smile: Old man Long, you and I have met here again
Long Ao Xiáng heard the pronunciation well, and realized who he knew, and laughed and said: It turned out to be you
Cang Huanyi said: Who is this friend? Can you introduce it to Cang? Long Aoxiang used an ant speech to explain that Zhu Qiufan was disguised as a disguise.
Cang Huanyi smiled slightly and said: I am blind, I am fine three glasses of wine. I pour three glasses of wine in a row and drink it all over.
Zhu Qiufan snatched the wine pot and said: How can you ruin such a good wine? When they were chatting and laughing, the heroes of martial arts still came in a row. In a moment, there were only a dark crowd on Juxingping, and at least hundreds of people were there.
Suddenly, the noise was like a tide and the sound of the silence suddenly disappeared, and the three evil spirits from outside the sky suddenly appeared on the snow path of the pine forest. Two masters and disciples from the white-eyed men from the sky were closely followed by six short-dressed men with glittering postures, and they climbed up to Juxingping.
The white-browed sorcerer is as famous as ever, shocking the whole audience
Suddenly, a sound of hahalang laughed: What a great mighty, but I can't scare you and me. Come on, Brother Qian, let's have a few drinks happily
The heroes couldn't help but be stunned. Looking in the sound, they saw the cold-faced showman Pang Yusheng and Qian Baihan sitting opposite each other, raising their wine glasses and drinking them all, as if no one was around.
The white-eyed old man was so arrogant that he shot his thrustling eyes, and his face was full of murderous intent. He sat down on an empty mat, waved his hand to signal the monk to come over, and said in a deep voice: I want to see you when I see you. The monk nodded and retreated repeatedly
Qian Baihan suddenly said to himself: Since you come, you can rest assured. What's the use of rushing to meet? Besides, the head of Wutai may not be afraid of you.
The white-eyed old man was furious and angry, shouted: "Young man meddling in other people's business, I must let you know the power for a while."
Qian Baihan sneered: The world is in charge of all people, and you are not capable enough. If you want to do something, you will be with us immediately, otherwise you will sit there obediently waiting for the head of the Five Platform to come out.
The white-eyed old man felt furious. A man in blue suddenly had an electric shock to Qian Baihan. His right hand cut down with a diagonal finger, and his finger was as vertical as a halberd, poking Qian Baihan's eyes horizontally.
This person is very quick and vicious. He is not Qian Baihan's mistake, but he has to leave it on the spot.
Qian Baihan sneered, sitting still, his right hand buckled backwards on the wrist vein of a man in Qing's clothes
A voice was heard by the man in blue, and his right arm was twisted and blood was poured out.
Qian Baihan turned over and kicked out his right foot
The man in green flew out in a flash, holding it on the snow beside the white-browed man. Blood flowed in his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and he was extremely angry and killed.
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