Since being pitted by Huilin in the Super Divine Academy, Shen Yuan has been very allergic to robes, bald heads and other things, at this time, when he saw the bald head in this courtyard, he couldn't help but feel a tightening heart, and secretly scolded: Why are there monks everywhere?

What are these monks doing here in the middle of the night? Could it be that they are practicing some kind of Buddhist miracles? and so on...... I didn't see the temple when I came in, could it be that the monks of the Sang Empire all live in the cottage?

For a while, many doubts came to Shen Yuan's heart, and before he could come up with one, two, three, he heard a cold female voice coming from the vestibule.

"Old ghost, do you think you can survive hiding in the house as a turtle with a shrunken head?"

This voice is like the nine heavens of rain coming into the world, cold and clear, thorough, good to hear, but also makes people feel quiet in their hearts, as if many worries and troubles have been dissolved and dissolved in her voice.

Shen Yuan took a closer look, only to find that there was a person standing in front of the dozen or twenty monks in the vestibule.

Look at the back, this person is a woman. Although she also wore a monk's robe, she was not bald, like a waterfall and green silk hanging down her waist, she was beautiful, but she was extremely inconspicuous in a group of bald heads, so Shen Yuan didn't notice the woman standing at the front at first glance.

"Alas......" A long sigh came from the depths of the courtyard, wrapped in indescribable melancholy.

"My Nara family's low-key forbearance for nearly a thousand years, cautious words and deeds, and even donating a lot to the Red Empire, still can't escape such an end?"

"When is the time for retribution, besides, you have already come out of the red dust, why do you have to come to force each other?"

These words were all exchanged with Chinese, because Shen Yuan heard it clearly, and said in his heart, Is this a drama of the Red Empire seeking revenge? What about these monks......

The woman sneered, "For thousands of years, nearly half of the Sang Empire clan has disappeared, and your Nara family has always been prosperous and peaceful, living in seclusion, isn't it because you know how to bow your head?"

"But is that enough? Is it just a sincere attitude that can undo the war crimes you committed thousands of years ago?"

"Today is the time to repay!"

"Don't be fearless and resist, I, Fahua, on behalf of the Liuli Realm and the Red Empire, promise you the Nara family, the historical enmity, and write it off today. ”

Squeak –

The door of the house opened, and an old man in a white samurai suit walked out slowly with a knife, his eyes full of pathos.

"Your glaze realm is powerful, but my Nara family is not a person who can be bullied, can it be that just with you, the new successor realm lord and a few monks, you can take away the thousand-year-old accumulation in my Nara family treasury without blood?

The woman sneered again, "Thousands of years of accumulation, it's better to say that it's the remnants of war wealth thousands of years ago, your Nara family has been in possession of these ill-gotten gains for thousands of years, and you are still not satisfied?"

"Don't speculate, let's fight!" The old man slowly pulled out the sword in his hand, the blade pointed directly at Fahua, and said sadly: "Let the old man come and learn the tricks of the Liuli Realm!"

Fahua's cold smile was even more dusty under the moon, and there was indescribable disdain in his eyes.

"Huiwu, then let him understand it. Don't hurt him, after all, we are here to settle grievances, not to settle grudges. ”

As she spoke, she took a few steps back, revealing a young monk standing behind her.

This monk is dressed in a gray monk's robe, with a palm on his chest, and a string of red sandalwood prayer beads in the tiger's mouth, and his dress is not unusual, and nine and a half of the ten monks are in his appearance.

However, the monk's appearance is very eye-catching.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, dignified posture, white skin as the moon, and long palms

, a little vermilion mole between the eyebrows, and a breezy smile at the corner of his mouth.

Shen Yuan's eyes swept over the face of this Huiwu monk, and he froze, not that this Huiwu monk looked familiar, but that he was too beautiful......

He is the only person Shen Yuan has seen in his life who can compete with Cheng Ruan in terms of appearance......

No matter how beautiful he is, it will make this Huiwu monk have two points of demonic energy, making him look incompatible with the monk's robe on his body.

But it seems that there is a force in the dark that suppresses the appearance of the monk Huiwu, so that he forms a kind of harmonious unity with this dress.

Shen Yuan, who was hiding in the dark, widened his eyes, and carefully looked at the beautiful eyebrows and eyes of Monk Huiwu, almost forgetting to be surprised that this was the famous hidden immortal frontispiece.

The hand of the Nara family presiding over the sword trembled slightly, and his dim eyes chased after Fahua who had retreated to the side, and said angrily: "Could it be that the old and decrepit Nara family master, the high-grade samurai of the Hetian Realm, are not qualified to ask the realm lord for a lesson or two?"

Fahua sighed lightly, "You will soon know what an amazing power has been cultivated in the vast territory of the Red Empire for thousands of years. If you can win against me, Uncle Huiwu, my Liuli Realm and the Red Empire will not only write off with you, but I, the master of the Liuli Realm, will also leave an arm for you. ”

The corner of the Nara family's eyes twitched, and he looked at the wisdom in front of him with a calm face, and slowly pulled out the long knife in his hand.

"Little monk, be careful. The sword has no eyes, but don't shed blood in a foreign land!"

Huiwu clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, the donor has spoken out." ”

With a loud roar, the Taidao turned into a silver dragon, split the night wind and moonlight in front of the hall, and slashed at the monk Huiwu.

Monk Huiwu still folded his hands and his head slightly lowered, as if he was praying in front of the Buddha, and he did not react at all because of this sharp sword.

Shen Yuan's heart lifted high.

After watching this for a long time, he still didn't understand that this group of monks were all genuine Liuli Realm monks, people from the Red Empire. It's not the same as Huilin, who dealt with him a few days ago. Shen Yuan knew that this Wisdom Monk must have something extraordinary, but when he saw the incomparable power of the Nara family master, he couldn't help but worry about this Wisdom Monk.

It wasn't until this Tai Blade came to the front of Monk Huiwu's forehead half an inch that Monk Huiwu suddenly raised his head!

In a pair of eyes, the bright golden Buddha light burst out, thousands of Buddhist mantras flowed in his eyes, and the heavy Buddha number appeared from the sky, and fell to the ground in just a moment, resounding throughout the valley.

The silver dragon fell, slashing into a golden Buddha light, stirring thousands of Buddhist mantras, but it failed to tear apart even a single one.

The silver dragon touched the ground, failed to splash a piece of blood, seemed to be annoyed, and slashed back again!

The light of the Buddha is still shining.

"Seven Ghosts and Gods!" The head of the Nara family shouted, the silver light on the sword in his hand was magnificent, and the sharp sword seemed to emit a silent whistle, and even Shen Yuan, who was watching the battle from a distance, felt dizzy in front of him, and lost his mind for a moment.

The silver dragon swam back and forth in the Buddha's light for seven times, and each knife inherited part of the knife intent of the previous knife, which was more fierce and sharp than the previous one.

The seventh sword, the momentum is great, reaching the peak, and the silver sword raised high seems to be about to cut down the clouds and moons in the sky, and it can be seen across the mountains!

However, it was this amazing last knife that brought together the lifelong cultivation of the head of the Nara family, and after falling into the golden Buddha light, just like the first six knives, the mud cow entered the sea, it quickly dissipated and disintegrated, and still failed to cause half of the trouble to the Huiwu monk.

Finally, when the strength of the seventh sword was exhausted, the silver dragon fell into two white and slender fingers.

The monk Huiwu held the head of the Nara family between the fingers of his right hand

Taidao, with half a Buddha Fury Golden Thunder Seal in his left hand, the dazzling Buddha light on his body like the scorching sun was retracted inward, turning into an incomparably condensed Dao Golden Thunder Light, which swirled around the body of the Huiwu monk in a crackling sound!

The golden thunder light flickered on those two fingers, snaking upwards along the bright silver blade of the sword.

The face of the head of the Nara family has become extremely ugly. As a high-grade powerhouse in the Hetian Realm, just now these seven swords were cut out, even if it was a high mountain, he had to bend his waist in front of him, but this little monk who looked like he was only in his early twenties, and his realm was only subtle, and he was unscathed, and he could still hold his knife with two fingers, taking the opportunity to counterattack!

What a shame!

The silver energy flame rose from the body of the Nara family master, and rushed up the blade along the hilt, colliding with the golden thunder light.

The two energies collided, and several ringings came out, and in just an instant, the golden thunder light was defeated and retreated, after all, it was a huge realm gap between the top grade and the subtle realm of the Hetian realm, and the battle at the pure energy level, it was impossible for Huiwu to win.

There was no trace of embarrassment on this Huiwu's face, and his hand holding the knife stretched out a third finger.

Qiang !!

The finger fell, and the piercing and terrible sound of the knife rose into the air, and then the sword broke into seven or eight pieces, fell to the ground, and was deeply embedded in the stone slab.

The head of the Nara family widened his eyes and looked at the bare hilt of the knife in his hand in disbelief, "How is it possible? Nara Dragon Knife, but the treasure of the town clan that has been passed down by my Nara family for thousands of years! I have already given birth to a machine spirit! How can it be shattered by your fingers???

Hui Wu didn't speak for the first time, but slowly bowed down, gently put the blade in his fingers on the ground, put his hands together after getting up, and said in a low voice: "The donor's heart is chaotic, his internal qi is out of balance, his foundation is unstable, his old age is weak, and he can't even exert two or three out of a hundred of the true power of the Heavenly Realm, how can he win?

"Amitabha, if the donor is willing, the little monk is willing to cross this remnant knife and return to the temple, worship in front of the Buddha for a hundred years, be baptized by the Dharma, wash away the sins of this life, and get the right results in the next life. ”

The head of the Nara family twitched, and after a while, he scolded in a lost voice: "You crazy monks, you don't even let go of a knife, you want it to convert to your Buddha Naraush?"

Huiwu was silent, bowed his head and stood still, the Buddha beads in his white and slender palm rolled, and he actually entered the Buddha in this way......

Fahua stepped forward and came to the head of the Nara family, "The dignified Nara family master, you can't fight a disciple of my Liuli Realm. I don't mean to insult you, but if you still insist on resisting, I'm afraid that today's events will go against the compassion of my Buddhist family. ”

The head of the Nara family laughed miserably, threw the hilt of the sword in his hand to the ground, and the corner of his eye seemed to have a crystal light overflowing.

"What kind of Buddhism, what kind of compassion you talk about, but relying on the advantage of the fist and sword, doing that shameless plunder, what is the difference between you and me?

With that, the head of the Nara family shook his hand and left, and as he left, the dozens of ability fluctuations that were lurking in the shadows of the courtyard quietly receded.

Hoka smiled, his cold face was full of disdain, he didn't give any explanation at all, and quietly watched the departure of the head of the Nara family.

When the silence returned to the vicinity of this courtyard, Fahua glanced at the shadow where Shen Yuan was hiding, and gently pinched his white fingertips in his palm twice, smiled thoughtfully, and ignored it.

Seeing that there was a purple gold bowl in his hand, he stepped forward and covered the elegant wooden house in the courtyard with the mouth of this bowl, and the whole wooden house disappeared into the courtyard, without a trace, leaving only a bare foundation, which looked so sad in the moonlight.

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors