The strong wind howled, the bookshelves in the Scripture Pavilion collapsed, and the black-clothed man snorted and retreated, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth and dripped down, and the monk's figure shook and spit out a mouthful of blood. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Retreat!" shouted, and several people had a tacit understanding when they were about to break the window and leave. The monk reflexively grabbed the injured man's ankle and was about to pull it back.

"Not good!"

Several people exclaimed, if one person was left behind, the Tantra would most likely track them down through this person. For a while, all kinds of thoughts flowed, whether to kill or save.

"Bump!"

Just when a few people were shocked, Zhang Kaifeng suddenly appeared, probed his palm, pressed his palm on the monk's side, and the palm urged the monk to fly, hitting the stone wall, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Thank you!" the man clenched his fists.

Zhang Kaifeng nodded and jumped out with him.

"Stop them!" a monk who caught up was furious, and the murderous intent boiled when he saw the Buddhist scriptures scattered all over the ground.

Several monks were also full of murderous intent and rushed out. A monk armed with a stick followed Zhang Kaifeng, and the other four rushed out and disappeared into the night.

"Senior brother, how are you!" a monk picked up the unconscious man. After the monk checked the man's injuries, his face changed, and he hurriedly said, "Go and inform the senior brother in charge." ”

"Disciple, let's go!" a tantric disciple hurriedly left.

In the middle of the night, the two figures wandered quickly. Suddenly, the black-clothed man walking in front of him stopped, and shot out at the monk who was following behind with one palm, and the monk was not afraid of danger, and with a turn of the long stick in his hand, he shot straight forward. The figure in black didn't mean to stop, and when the end of the stick was about to hit his body, the figure in black suddenly dispersed. In the middle of his concentration, the man in black had already reached his chest with a muddy palm. As soon as he took a step back and avoided his palm, the man in black turned around, raised his leg, and kicked up from the bottom to the top, kicking the monk's chin. The monk who held a palm against his chin was about to turn down with a stick, but he saw the figure of the black-clothed man instantaneously, and a sword pointed at him, and the sword qi shot out immediately. The long stick in the monk's hand swirled, shaking the sword qi away. And another figure slapped the monk's back with a palm, and the palm wind was so strong that the monk's expression was awe-inspiring. The power urged the long stick in his hand to wheel down behind him, and the stick wind whistled through his ears, falling down with the power of jumping mountains and cracking stones.

"Bump!"

The long stick fell, the stone slabs on the path shattered, and the man in black disappeared without a trace in the smoke and dust. And the figure in front of him slowly dispersed like a mirror, leaving nothing behind.

"Damn! let him run. The monk snorted coldly and turned to leave.

The night breeze was slow, and a figure appeared on the cold path, and after glancing around, it disappeared from the spot again. In the quiet small courtyard, Zhang Kaifeng had already taken off his night clothes and sat on the stone bench. After a long time, the owners of the two rooms had not returned, and he was about to turn to enter the room when a figure jumped in from outside the wall.

"You're injured!" Zhang Kaifeng picked up the man in black and rushed into the room with the man.

The man in black revealed a familiar face after putting down his mask in private, it was a woman, and this woman was the bloodthirsty killer who assassinated Zhang Kaifeng in Ethereal City before. That day, he sensed the woman's intention to live and die and chose to let her go, and the sword was just a trick, not completely cutting off her vitality, but only causing her to fall into a state of turtle breath.

When she came to the door again, she said a word to him, and then followed him, but she rarely showed up, if it weren't for the tantric framing that Zhang Kaifeng had no time to take care of, she would have let her appear, her name was Xuanyuan Bauhinia.

Zhang Kaifeng condensed his energy, and slowly slapped her back with a palm, and the true qi was channeled into her body, and the true qi continued to wash away the blood in her body.

"What a domineering palm. Zhang Kaifeng frowned, Xuanyuan Bauhinia had a domineering palm in her body that constantly impacted her heart, making her tired of coping, if she hadn't found him, it was very likely that her heart would have been shattered and died. And this palm is strange, the same as the strange aura that you feel when you fight against suffering. It seems that the head of the Tantric Sect has also cultivated the Demon Buddha martial arts, and his skill has risen again, and after a long time, the true yuan in his palm was shocked, and Xuanyuan Bauhinia spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth.

Her face became much more ruddy, Zhang Kaifeng's face was solemn, Xuanyuan Bauhinia's injuries were more serious than he imagined, and her internal organs were cracked, obviously she had been subjected to extremely powerful moves.

"Mighty Vajra palm, and the person who attacked you is extremely strong. The solemnity on Zhang Kaifeng's face dissipated a lot, and said: "Fortunately, you have good luck in time to protect your heart, otherwise it will be unimaginable." ”

After pranayama for a long time, Xuanyuan Bauhinia said, "Yes, the person who attacked me is the head of the Tantric Sect, Yankong!"

"You're careless. Zhang Kaifeng sighed and said, "You are the one who escaped." “

"If it weren't for the fact that there were many people in the rivers and lakes in this accident, I wouldn't have been able to escape. Speaking of this, Xuanyuan Bauhinia took a deep breath and said, "But they must not have seen my purpose. ”

"That's good, but so many people from the rivers and lakes appeared with you, presumably for the tantric marrow washing sutra. Zhang Kaifeng continued: "You can recuperate here. ”

The Washing of the Marrow Sutra and the I Ching tendons of Buddhism are tied for the top internal strength of the mind, which is the reason why these two mental methods make Tantra and Buddhism always stand.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Kaifeng took out the pen and paper, closed his eyes for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, and the pen was like a god, and soon, the white paper was full of handwriting, which was to write down the trick found tonight.

"This is for you, I found it from the Tantric Sutra Pavilion, Bodhi Xiang. The Bodhi phase can not only allow you to reconcile the impact of your domineering true qi in the process of cultivating bloodthirsty martial arts. ”

"Thank you!" Xuanyuan Bauhinia put away the exercises, took out a few pieces of paper, and said, "This is some information about the Tantra, as well as the Demon Buddha you asked me to check, are all written in it." ”

Closing the door, Zhang Kaifeng returned to the courtyard, read the handwriting on the paper completely and carefully, and then completely destroyed the paper with internal force, and couldn't help but fall into contemplation under the tree.

Based on the information found by Xuanyuan Bauhinia, Tantra is ostensibly a place to cultivate Buddha, but many monks have long secretly cultivated the Demon Buddha Martial Arts. As for why he was designed to be framed, it had to involve a secret incident a long time ago. When the Demon Buddha slaughtered the martial arts of the world a long time ago, he met a sage of the Demon Sword Dao, and the high-spirited Demon Buddha was seriously injured after that battle, and the swordsmanship of the Demon Sword Dao severely damaged the Demon Buddha.

This battle also laid the groundwork for the future defeat of the Demon Buddha, and they hated the Demon Sword Dao. But time passes at will, and time flies. When Tantra was preparing to revive the Demon Buddha, he found that Zhang Kaifeng's swordsmanship was the same as that of the Demon Sword Dao back then. However, what puzzled him was why Zen would come and tell him that day, and then immediately deny his claim, which is worth investigating.

The moonlight is like water, the bright moonlight pokes its head out of the dark clouds, the footsteps outside the yard are mixed, the firelight disperses the night, during which some unknown knocks Zhang Kaifeng ignored it, that is, some bold guys rushed into the yard, and left with fists after seeing Zhang Kaifeng. The opening of the door of tantra should also expect the excitement tonight, but there are too many mice, and night cats are overwhelmed.

Pondering and closing his eyes, while cultivating the Demon Sword Dao Mental Method, the moonlight essence was forcibly pulled over by this domineering mental method and poured into Zhang Kaifeng's body, the true yuan in the meridians flowed, slowly turning into flowing water to strengthen his body, wisps of white mist emanated from his body, and Zhang Kaifeng was like a white immortal under the moonlight, unable to see his face clearly.

Time passed, and Zhang Kaifeng, who had maintained such cultivation, collected his skills when the sky was about to dawn, pulled out the long sword on the side and quietly practiced the boring swordsmanship over and over again. The stop-and-go sword moves didn't look pleasing to the eye, but before you knew it, a few sword moves had been made. Behind him, Xuanyuan Bauhinia looked very carefully, her eyes became brighter and brighter, and she closed her eyes for a while after the people in the yard stopped, and when she opened her eyes again, her face showed some doubts.

"Why, this swordsmanship is a good look. Zhang Kaifeng picked up the towel on the side and wiped the sweat beads on his body and asked.

"This is not the swordsmanship you used to use, where did you get it?" Zijing asked.

"These days in tantra wandering around have occasional gains. Zhang Kaifeng didn't hide it from her, and said: "It's a pity that my skills are shallow and I can't fully comprehend it." How much do you remember, and I will give it to you when he is completely enlightened. ”

Suddenly, a murderous aura emanated from Xuanyuan Bauhinia's body, and she held the sword at her waist and stared at the door with her eyes.

"Don't be nervous, it's an acquaintance. Zhang Kaifeng waved his hand and motioned for her to relax, and he felt the familiar aura on the other party's body.

The person outside the door felt that the murderous aura disappeared before pushing the door in, and the person who came was dressed in black, with a tall body, exuding an extraordinary heroic aura between his eyebrows, and carrying a black knife on his back.

"How did you find me?" Zhang Kaifeng asked.

Lincheng Dao was silent, the aura of his body was permeating, and his eyes as sharp as knives always scanned the courtyard, and said, "Why is the murderous aura I felt just now gone?"

"Isn't it my murderous aura?" Zhang Kaifeng pretended to be surprised.

"Say, what are you doing, boy? Linchengdao pushed him away and asked.

"Okay, okay, what else can I have here, isn't it just me?" Zhang Kaifeng was helpless, pulled up the old cow and sat down, and said, "You haven't answered my question yet." ”

"I was told by someone I met. Lincheng Dao said angrily: "Since you have arrived, why don't you come to us, do you know that I have been tortured to death recently?"

"What's going on? There are people who can make you so miserable. Zhang Kaifeng said with a smile.

"Who else, that little witch. Lincheng Road said with a handful of snot and tears.

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