/p> Zen is easy to break, in the final analysis, it is just a matter of moving the skin, no matter whether you win or lose, it will not hurt, and it will not involve blood and life.

Wuguan is different.

Li Xingyun said that after the Huangyi monk who hit the bell in Nanshan climbed the mountain, he had subdued a remnant of the Demon Gate, whether it was the old Zen master in the Red Leaf Temple or the rest of the monks with quite many years, they had never seen the 'neighbor' of the Demon Gate go down the mountain.

Therefore, Luo Changfeng guessed that if there was no one on this South Mountain, the person guarding the martial arts pass should be the remnant of the demon gate that had not been wiped out in the fire in the past......

The fat Zen master who sat in front of the door for less than half an hour but said that he had been sitting in meditation for more than 40 years really couldn't use dry branches to support his untaboo Maitreya body, so he simply didn't take a few steps to throw away the dead branches that Li Xingyun gave him as a tin staff, and his legs and feet were extremely neat, and he was not afraid of revealing flaws.

After all, among the five young people who climbed the mountain this time, the young man who looked like a scholar with a sword box understood his Zen principles, otherwise he would not take the initiative to break the Zen level. Since they are both understanding people, they can see where his oily and radiant eyes look like they have been sitting in Zen for forty years.

Thinking of this, the fat Zen master who led the way in front of his head couldn't help but smile. I thought to myself that compared to the climbers in front of me, these young people were much more interesting. It's really in response to the yellow-clothed monk's sentence that there are people in the country!

……

This is like a forbidden place often mentioned in Buddhist scriptures.

It is said that the old Zen master of Buddhism will be buried here after sitting, and gather less and more year after year, which is the saying of Buddhism relics tower.

In the countless large and small forests of Tallinn, thick and scarlet remnants have fallen. When you step on it, you will fall deeply, like soft snow, and you will lose that feeling of steadiness.

When the morning breeze blows, the dead leaves all over the ground in Tallinn are blown up by the wind, which is a bright and good scene, and it also gives people a feeling of depression and gloom.

Just like the little master at the beginning of his wish, the fat Zen master took Luo Bingwang and others to Tallinn, and then announced the Buddha's horn and retreated to the side.

One big and one small, two bald heads, with their hands in their sleeves, watched coldly.

Several people ignored these two people, and all their eyes, including Luo Changfeng, looked at the figure that appeared in front of Tallinn and blocked the way.

The man was not a monk or a Zen master.

The man was dressed in a green robe.

The eye sockets are deep-set and the eyes are pitch black.

The corners of the sleeves were rolled up to reveal the arms, which were blue and almost purple, and looked like the result of years of soaking in toxins.

Next to the cyan arm, stuck in the thick fallen leaves, there is a Buddhist door ring knife.

There are two knives in the Buddha Gate.

A butcher's knife, a ring knife. The butcher knife is a murder knife, and the ring knife is a killing knife.

"This one, I'll come. The first thing Luo Bing Wang An Hongdou saw when he saw that person was that he remembered a person, a person who had disappeared in the eyes of the world for a long time.

"Do you know who he is?" Ahri, who had spoken very little along the way, apparently also saw some clues.

"I hope it's better not him!" An Hongdou said intently.

Li Xingyun looked at Luo Changfeng.

Although he has read all the books in the village and the library building of the academy, he can read thousands of books, but he still has not traveled thousands of miles, and for those books that have not been recorded, it is a natural blind spot.

So habitually looked at Luo Changfeng.

Among the ten sons, Jun Zeyu has a wide range of knowledge, Jiang Manlou will spend money to buy the information he needs from Tianji Tower, but Luo Changfeng is still the only one who has traveled thousands of miles since he was a child.

The reason why Luo Changfeng recognized this person was because of the cyan hand and because of his father.

Gun Emperor Luo Ling, sword idiot Bai Yu, is the sixth and seventh in the Tianque list.

And the person in front of him was ranked above sixth in the Tianque list decades ago, four places ahead.

Although Luo Ling is not the same Tianque, he is a veritable second!

It wasn't until now that Luo Changfeng suddenly understood why the yellow-clothed monk was able to become famous in one battle after subduing this person, ranking as one of the Ten Heavenly Manifestations.

In the past, the second green devil hand of Tianque was a strong man who stepped into the realm of calamity with half a foot, and now it has been forty years, presumably this blue demon hand who lived in seclusion in Nanshan and listened to the evening drum and morning bell completely turned into a catastrophe and became a real Venerable of the Tribulation!

If this is the case, not to mention Luo Bingwang, it is Luo Changfeng who makes a move, and this martial arts pass can only be defeated.

"If the second-class Blue Devil Hands in the past want to test our cultivation, the juniors should go all out. It's just that this time I am afraid that I will stop there. Silver fox face Luo Changfeng said suddenly.

was revealed that the identity was really as he guessed, An Hongdou still showed a little surprise.

Although it was a man's shirt, the beautiful eyes that could not be concealed glanced at Luo Changfeng, thinking that this faceless guy didn't look like he would only peep at other people's filthy people in the dark moon and high wind, at least this kind of eyesight still has it.

Wu Xiuyang, who was a noble person in Xingyun Prefecture, had a little turmoil in his heart, in this small Red Leaf Temple, he didn't expect that there were two Venerable Masters of the Transformation Tribulation Realm hidden, and I am afraid that no one would believe it if he said it!

Listening to the morning bell and dusk drum for more than forty years, Zhao Gou, who had already dissipated the demonic energy in his heart, looked at Luo Changfeng with slight surprise. He has disappeared for more than 40 years, and not long ago he heard that the new Tianque was changing, thinking that the world today has forgotten the number one of the Blue Devils. appeared today, but was recognized at a glance by a few children who were only weak in age, and it was inevitable that they were a little curious about Luo Changfeng.

The fat Zen master who stood by and watched was originally gagging, and in a trance he heard that Zhao Gou was recognized, and the young man with the face of a silver fox seemed to have a sarcastic meaning in his words, and couldn't help but explain: "You only need to take one move in his hand, and one move will not be defeated, and the martial pass will be regarded as a breakthrough." ”

Sounds like a reasonable fight.

But in fact it is still inhumane.

To turn the calamity into a spiritual trick or even a primordial spirit, not to mention a move, is to look at each other, that is also to bully the small!

Although he smiled bitterly in his heart, Luo Changfeng still stood up.

An Hongdou frowned slightly: "You?"

Luo Changfeng smiled, and then looked at the Blue Devil's hand: "The junior has the courage to take the knife from the senior." ”

Zhao Gou spoke: "Your cultivation seems to only have the realm of Yuan Shen. ”

Zhao Gou's meaning is obvious.

Among the five people, Luo Bing Wang An Hongdou's cultivation realm was the highest. If there is a chance to take his knife, it must be An Hongdou, who is a woman dressed as a man.

For Luo Changfeng, the Blue Devil doesn't seem to have much interest and fighting spirit.

……

Luo Changfeng's self-recommendation made Wu Xiuyang laugh.

Li Xingyun, who is the tenth son of his comrade, didn't feel anything wrong.

Ahri didn't know Luo Changfeng, but with her keen sense of smell, she knew that the silver fox's face was not simple, so she deliberately avoided it along the way.

An Hongdou stroked his forehead, thinking that in addition to voyeurism, he was still a guy who didn't know whether to live or die.

Luo Changfeng ignored everyone's gazes, but said puzzledly: "What's the matter, there are still realm restrictions when you fight with your predecessors?"

Zhao Gou said bluntly: "There must be a reason, a reason worthy of my knife." ”

Luo Changfeng thought for a long time, and came up with a reason that I don't know if it counts as a reason: "Actually, my name is not Luo Chuyi, I am Baili Changfeng." ”

Wu Xiuyang chuckled again.

Laugh.

It's really interesting to think about this guy with a silver fox face, a hundred miles of wind...... That's a good name.

However, is it very famous? Young Master Ben has never heard of it!

But even if he is famous in some village, can he be more famous than the blue devil Zhao Goulai's reputation?

Li Xingyun subconsciously glared at Wu Xiuyang, who was laughing loudly, and the latter had a stirring in his mind, as if he remembered something. Then he frowned slightly, looked at Luo Changfeng incredulously, and finally moved his gaze to An Hongdou.

An Hongdou was also surprised.

Zhao Gou pondered for a moment, and seemed to show a slight interest: "But the new Tianque second hundred miles long wind?"

A sword had already flashed in Luo Changfeng's hand: "Exactly." ”

The second in the current Tianque against the second in Tianque forty years ago!

Luo Changfeng shot this martial arts, and there was no objection.

(End of chapter)