There is still rain in Xuanjian Mountain, and the leaves of the mountain have long been yellowed, and after being washed away by the heavy rain, only lonely trees are left swaying in the autumn wind, looking extremely bleak.

Xuanjian Mountain is not just one mountain. It is a series of mountains that stretch for miles, but there are always a few towering clouds next to each other.

Although some of those mountains are not very tall, perhaps because of coincidence, each of them is like a sharp sword, plunging into the clouds above the sky.

At this time, in front of the Xuanjian Mountain Range, there was a young man dressed in white, wearing a filial piety belt, and behind him was indeed a young man with an ordinary long sword on his back.

Although he tried his best to straighten his waist, he always returned to his original appearance in a moment after he stood up, like a long-term worker who carried a thousand pounds of weight on his shoulders.

There was some sadness in the young man's expression, so much so that his walking posture seemed to be a little slow, but even so, the speed was still a little exaggerated.

When he confirmed that he had walked into the mountain range in the drizzle, he stopped.

And behind this young man, closely followed by a little novice who was only about ten years old.

The strange thing is that before the two of them rushed all the way to Xuanjian Mountain, no matter how fast the young man was, the young man did not fall behind after all.

The young man wearing the filial piety belt was of course Lin Ji, and when he looked up and saw Xuanjian Mountain, the face of an old man floated in his heart.

The face of the old man who promised him and told him about all his entanglements with the Xuanjian Sect.

Lin Ji smiled helplessly, and erased the old man who was still haunting his mind even at this time.

"Senior Brother Faxuan, do you know why Xuanjian Mountain is called Xuanjian Mountain?" Lin Ji looked back at the little novice who was following him and asked curiously. But he always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with what he was called.

"Of course, it's because there is a sword in the mountain. Fa Xuan said with certainty and certainty.

"That could really be a great sword. It's a pity that the world has never seen it, and even the name of this sword is not recorded in the "Famous Sword Record" written by the master of the previous dynasty. Lin Ji sighed a little.

Leaving the strong hatred of Canghai City to the calm when he arrived at Xuanjian Mountain, Lin Ji thought about a lot of blood along the way.

He was no longer angry at the indifferent bystanders of his master, and he was no longer angry at the indifferent performance of the world, because he finally figured out one thing, only he was his most powerful helper.

So he made a lot of preparations for this climb.

Including the preparation of the legendary reincarnation of the Buddha in the Putuo Temple: Fa Xuan.

When he was in that small village in the country of Buddhism, he saw the Fa Xuan who had a relationship at the door of the wine shop opposite Yingtian Academy and had a brief exchange at the lecture conference, Lin Ji confirmed that he had found the person he was looking for.

Sheltering from the rainy weather under the roots of the tree, the two children watched a group of ants that were still out to feed in the rain, and they ate the crumbs of steamed buns that one child had eaten that were incomparably large for them. The latest and fastest updates

They struggled to carry the huge amount of food on their shoulders, and it took a whole stick of incense to be only half a step away from the entrance of the cave.

The children who were curious about their behavior had long since lost their initial interest, and in the end, they simply reached out and fainted the crumbs of steamed buns into their holes.

Then they looked at each other with a sense of accomplishment, as if they had done a great good thing.

The ants quickly found their food, and when they tried to carry it to the burrow, they were held down by another young hand.

"You ......" came to the aid of the children of the ant army, apparently showing great hostility towards the hand that suddenly appeared.

One of the children immediately stood up and looked at the owner of the strange hand with some unhappiness.

But when he saw that the owner of the hand was a novice, his attitude obviously changed greatly, and even the anger on his face disappeared in an instant.

Lin Ji sat on the branch of an old elm tree, not caring about the raindrops that could fall on his snow-white robe at any time, and watched with interest everything that happened in front of him.

Xiao Shami grimaced and recited, "Amitabha." After that, it seemed that he instantly became a high-ranking monk.

"It's not fair to the ants that you're doing this, and it's not the right thing to do for nothing. Little Shami didn't care if the two children understood or not. After pretending to be old-fashioned, he put the steamed bun dregs in the place where they had not been picked up by the children.

After the ants found the steamed bun again in their unique way of finding food, the little novice finally showed a satisfied smile.

Fairness and compassion are the two things he thinks are the most correct.

Then the little novice glanced back at Lin Ji, who was still sitting on the branch, and said with a serious face, "Hello, Mr. Three. ”

Lin Ji was shocked by this voice, and Mr. Three didn't know why.

This was the second time he had heard a practitioner call him, and he was truly familiar with it.

"Brother Faxuan's understanding of Buddhism seems to be somewhat unique. Lin Ji jumped down from the branch of the tree in a sneering manner, and somewhat embarrassedly patted the rain and dust on the mountain, but did not take any pictures.

"Don't dare to be, the master once said that the Hidden Dragon Court is a place of great merit, we should all admire, Mr. San, don't call me a senior brother anymore, just call me Fa Xuan. Xiao Shami's eyes looked directly at Lin Ji, his face was full of sincerity, so that Lin Ji didn't know how to refuse, so he had to ignore the question of this title.

"I don't know how you understand the matter of justice?" Lin Ji tried to guide him in the direction he wanted, so he tentatively asked the first question.

"One-to-one is just, many-to-one is unfair. Long versus long is fair, long versus short is unfair. Xiao Shami thought for a moment and said seriously.

"Exactly. Lin Ji clasped his palms together and echoed loudly.

"So I have something about fairness that I would like you to ask for your help with. Lin Ji said solemnly the ultimate goal of his business.

And Fa Xuan was obviously extremely interested in fairness, and agreed to Lin Ji's request without much thought.

Lin Ji did not have the slightest joy, but became very calm, and the first step on his road to revenge finally made substantial progress.

"Where are we going?" When Fa Xuan and Lin Ji set foot on the road to their destination, Fa Xuan seemed to remember that he didn't know where the end of this trip was.

Lin Ji put on a black robe that fit very well, and after replacing the white robe, the real person seemed to be much more powerful. He stretched out his hand and pointed in the opposite direction, and said word by word: "Xuanjian Mountain." ”

"But with your realm, it seems a little difficult to kill Ning Cheng one-on-one. Of course Fa Xuan knew about Lin Jinrong's killing, this incident, which had far overshadowed the invasion of the ghost clan after the ghost clan evaded, had already spread in every town and village.

So he ruthlessly poured a basin of cold water on Lin Ji's head.

"Of course, I know that the chances of winning the cross-border battle are of course extremely slim, but I have made the best preparations. I must kill him myself, this is my heart's desire. But if I had to wait until the Immeasurable Realm, I would probably go crazy. Lin Ji stiffened his chest, and seemed to be a little taller under Fa Xuan's gaze.

But Lin Ji was about to bend down slowly, because he felt that there seemed to be a force on his shoulders pressing on his shoulders, making him a little breathless. That was the expectation of 300,000 Lin Jiajun, and that was the hope of millions of people in Canghai City.

"Then what do you need me to do?" Fa Xuan tilted his head seriously and asked Lin Ji, as if he felt that Lin Ji's answer was very reasonable.

"You only need to be on Xuanjian Mountain and watch me kill him. ”