In the early morning of the second day, there was a bright morning light through the blinds, which happened to fall on Shen Yuan's calm and peaceful sleeping face.

He let out an unconscious snort, then rubbed his eyes with his hands, and was about to get up, when he suddenly noticed that his chest was a little tight, as if something was pressing on it.

When Shen Yuan opened his eyes, he saw that it was an elegant black cat sitting on his chest, and a pair of clear cat eyes were looking at him faintly.

Shen Yuan instantly remembered last night, it was a ...... A crazy and painful night.

In the hearty, there is a heavy sense of happiness.

He reached out and hugged the black cat, rolled over and pressed it against the bed, and asked with a low smile, "Why do you look like this?" ”

The black cat pursed its lips and glared at Shen Yuan, and a delicate voice came out of the cat's mouth, "Who told you to say anything strange about getting up last night and continuing to do it, I still have something to do today, that's it." ”

After being hugged by Shen Yuan for a while, the black cat struggled to get up from his arms, pressed Shen Yuan's cheek with a soft cat's paw, and said, "I'm pregnant." ”

"So accurate?" Shen Yuan sat up from the bed suddenly, his eyes widened.

"You will not only have a wife in the future, but also a baby, do you feel the heavy responsibility on your shoulders?"

The black cat deftly dodged Shen Yuan's hand that grabbed him, "Don't say any more frustrating words, cheer me up." If you die, you're an irresponsible scumbag. ”

With that, the black cat jumped out of bed, its tail held high behind its hips, and walked towards the door with a confident, calm and graceful step.

"So...... Last night was just to cheer me up?" Shen Yuan asked with some hindsight.

The black cat stopped at the door and glanced back, "People who have nothing to worry about do not cherish life." ”

She walked straight through the soundproof sacrificial array set up by the Four Holy Totem Poles in the corner of the house, opened the door and walked out.

Shen Yuan sat on the bed in a daze, the last trace of confusion in his heart was gradually removed, and his eyes quickly became firm.

He has one more reason to have to fight, resist, and struggle desperately for it, and he can't fail, absolutely not.

......

Outside the city of Chicang, there is a continuous mountain range, called Qingyundao Mountain, the mountain is continuous, there is a curved water under the mountain, the clouds and mist cover it all the year round, and the fairy pines are all over the hillside.

This Qingyun Dao Mountain was once classified as a dojo by Kunlun Wuliang Mountain in history, and later with the development of the times, the Dao system of Wuliang Mountain retracted inward, and had to give up this treasure land, and now there are still some old immortal Taoist priests in Wuliang Mountain who are thinking about this place.

Nowadays, this Qingyun Dao Mountain is officially certified as a five-star scenic spot by the Red Empire, and there is an endless stream of tourists coming and going in peacetime, which is inevitable to destroy the purity of the two Dao Mountains, but it also contains a lot of legends.

Today, suddenly a golden auspicious cloud floated from the north, the speed seemed to be slow, and suddenly fell on the highest peak of this Qingyun Dao Mountain, the peak of Qingyun Peak.

The clouds dispersed, and a small monk walked out of it.

This little monk has a young face, looks like he is only eight years old, and his face is beautiful and handsome, which makes people happy.

However, the little monk's dress is quite old-fashioned, dressed in a black monk's robe, holding a black and heavy black iron rod in one hand, and there are vicissitudes in his eyes like the old man's divine light.

As soon as the little monk landed, he saw a person sitting in the pine forest.

This person is also dressed as a monk, quite old, hairless and bearded, with wrinkled skin, and is sitting cross-legged on the soft yellow leaves, with a rosary in his hand slowly rolling, and a word in his mouth, as if he is reciting a scripture.

A cold light flashed in the little monk's eyes, and two golden lightning bolts shot out of his eyes, stabbing straight at the old monk's face!

The old monk seemed to be aware of it, his eyes also opened, and two golden lotuses appeared out of thin air in front of him, and the lotus heart was facing the two golden lightning bolts!

Crackling!

Two crisp sounds rose one after another, and the lightning and the golden lotus disappeared together.

The little monk pinched a demon seal on his chest with one palm, and although his voice was immature, his tone was very stern, "You are the blasphemer of the Buddha?

The old monk smiled silently, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Old man Huilin, who is two years old, will accept you as a senior brother." ”

The cold light flashed in Huiwu's eyes, and the Buddha's name in his mouth was lightly announced, and he reprimanded: "Amitabha, the donor not only blasphemed the Dharma, but also insulted my teacher's name. Retribution has come, please ambush the benefactor!"

Hui Lin laughed, bounced up, and said coldly: "I don't know if it's better to say that you are brave or stupid." Knowing that the old man was waiting for you here on purpose, you still dare to come, don't you think that your nine-turn immortal body is really an immortal and immortal existence?"

"Donor will know when you try it!" Monk Huiwu poked the black iron rod in his hand to the ground, and saw that the iron rod was long and sunk into the soil, leaving only a three-inch long end left on the ground.

The compassion of the Buddhist family is hidden, and the monk Huiwu is moved to kill!

"Hmph, guess how many helpers I have?" asked Hui Lin with a squint of his eyes and a sneer.

As these words fell, ten powerful ability fluctuations emerged from the depths of the pine forest, surrounding Monk Huiwu in the blink of an eye!

Although there is no existence of a saint in this, they are all extremely powerful extreme artistic conception powerhouses, such a force twisted in one place is enough to have a decisive impact on any front, but at this time, for the sake of the wisdom of the monk appeared on this Qingyun Peak!

Monk Huiwu didn't look surprised at all, he glanced at Hui Lin fixedly, and a sneer appeared on his handsome face, "I saw eight before I came down, do you think I'm not sure that I will come to die? Even if they help you, you will not escape death today!"

"Huiwu, anyone will say big things, I want to see how you, an immortal monk, are immortal today!"

One of the warriors in the ten-man encirclement shouted loudly. This person was wearing a bright silver full-body heavy armor, the armor had secret patterns circulating, the magic light was faintly flickering, and he was holding a medieval knight's long sword in his hand, and a heavy murderous aura permeated from his body, pointing directly at Huiwu!

This person is the most undisguised person in the encirclement who does not hide his murderous intent towards Huiwu. Huiwu recognized him, his name was Kilo, he was a vice president of the Northern War Empire's Baisheng Academy, and at the beginning of the war, he went to the front line, leading a team of students to fight and make a name for himself.

Until Kilo met Huiwu......

It was the first time that Huiwu had died on the Northern Front, killing five of Kilo's students before he died.

Five minutes after killing Huiwu, Kilo was about to lead the students to evacuate, but was shocked to see another monk coming down from the mountain path.

looks exactly the same as Huiwu, but he is a little younger, and his realm has risen to a new level.

Kilo and the others were already tired soldiers, where could they fight the more powerful Monk Huiwu, but they were chased and killed by Monk Huiwu with a pair of fleshy palms for ten kilometers, and all the accompanying students were killed in battle, even Kilo was wounded.

Then another battle empire ability team heard the news and came to help, and the monk Huiwu was not afraid, and fought more than 30 people with the power of one person. In the fierce battle, the War Empire almost killed the Huiwu monk again, but fortunately, a virtual statue of the Pure Light Spirit Buddha fell from the sky, scaring everyone from the War Empire, and the Huiwu monk was able to drag the seriously injured body back to the Red Emperor's ** camp.

After that war, the reputation of Monk Huiwu spread on the northern front and even around the world, and in the following wars, Monk Huiwu died four more times, but a group of war maniacs in the War Empire were killed.

They are not afraid of the enemy, but this kind of monk who can't kill no matter how he kills, but is getting stronger and stronger, can really hardly be called an "enemy".

Monk Huiwu only glanced at Kilo lightly, clasped his hands together on his chest, and said in a low voice: "Only kill Huilin today, you and other miscellaneous people, when will you retreat, when will I spare you from death." ”

"Colleagues, don't fight with this little monk, let's work together to eradicate a big scourge for the coalition forces today!"

An Extreme Illusionist wearing an illusionist's robe shouted angrily, and with a draw of the illusion staff in his hand, a spiritual power gushed out from the center of his eyebrows, turning into an invisible umbrella, and shrouded Monk Huiwu's head!

For a while, Huiwu only felt that the demons in front of him were frequent, there were many figures flickering, and tens of thousands of voices were saying different things in his ears at the same time, which was very chaotic and chaotic.

Monk Huiwu lowered his eyes, his hands quietly pinched a meditation seal, the golden Buddha light flashed in his eyes, and the chaos around him was clear, showing the true colors of mountains and rivers!

But the illusionist screamed miserably, as if struck by lightning, all seven orifices were bleeding, and the whole person immediately fell to the ground, his eyes were distracted, and he did not know whether he was dead or alive.

After the illusion, it was a pitch-black poison blade handed by a shadow dancer!

Monk Huiwu's palms suddenly parted, one palm probed forward, two fingers pinched the poisonous blade with incomparable precision, and the other palm probed back, and gently patted the spine of Kilo's long sword, and then the force on the long sword, the whole person flew upward!

Kilo's face changed in shock, only to feel a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, even the hilt of the sword was unstable, after letting go, the whole person pedaled backwards and stepped back three steps, each step was like a bell ringing drum, this foot stepped on the ground, and next to it there was a huge pillar of soil that rose to the sky, obscuring the bright light in the sky!

The entire Qingyun Peak trembled several times, and a painful moan came out from the depths of the mountain, as if even the aftermath of this first battle was unbearable!

Seeing that the situation was not good, the shadow dancer was about to abandon the knife and flee, but suddenly found that his hands did not obey the call, and he couldn't relax, as if he was in the same place with the handle of the knife, and was taken up by the monk Huiwu!

The next moment, the shadow dancer saw the Buddhist mudra mixed with golden light bombarding his door with the momentum of ten thousand jun!

"Junior, let's die!"

There was already a strong person with a strong artistic conception below who couldn't see it, and with a shake of his hand, eight magic lights lit up, and several magic arrays formed in the blink of an eye, and when they overlapped in one place, a series of dark purple fireballs shot out like a series of cannons, and hit the monk Huiwu obliquely!

This magic seems to be just the overlapping of many low-level fireball techniques, but there is a lot of difference in it, and the high condensation of elemental energy has brought terrifying lethality, which can be said to have reached the power limit of the extreme artistic conception!

Monk Huiwu knew it, but he didn't even glance at the string of purple fireballs, and the big handprint in his hand still slashed at the shadow dancer!