The rain continued for a long time before it gradually stopped.

Subsequently, Mt. Michuan ushered in the noon sun, which is rare to see several times in this season.

The roars of birds and beasts in the forest make the mountains and forests full of life after the rain.

Border.

On a remote path that could only be in the shape of a human, the little lama and Lin Yu walked one after the other.

The little lama in red leading the way in front was the one who came to summon Lin Yu.

And Lin Yu was carrying a rectangular wooden box on his back, and followed behind with grace.

It was unhurried, and it looked defenseless.

Soon, the two came to the agreed place on the southern slope of Michuan Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, on an open flat field.

The black-robed old monk Master Miluo was also alone, waiting quietly.

Under the sun's rays, the bronzed skin glows with a soft glow.

The whole person is like a golden-bodied Arhat.

In the midst of peace, there is an aura of slaughter.

All the sunlight seems to be concentrated on one person.

The auspicious light shrouded in sacredness makes people worship and take refuge.

Tantric methods, mysterious and mysterious, with a strong religious atmosphere.

When the little lama took Lin Yu and came closer.

The closed eyes suddenly opened.

Blooming, a ray of brilliance condensed like substance.

Even if the sun is shining, it can't hide the shimmering essence.

"Black Prison Dragon King, really daring!"

The sound burst out like spring thunder, roaring loudly.

It feels like a thunderbolt is blowing in your ears.

Even the air around them vibrated with it.

However, this voice does not have a harsh and high-pitched feeling, but a mellow lowness.

A low, powerful concussion, through the air, is transmitted into the body.

My heart was pounding like a drum, and my bone marrow was shaken.

Lin Yu, who was walking on the opposite side, his shoulders swayed slightly, and his steps were a little confused.

I can't keep it any longer, the ease and relaxation I had before.

Seeing this, the black-robed old monk couldn't help frowning slightly.

The other party's reaction was unexpected.

The dignified Black Prison Dragon King, with his own strength, crushed the super powerhouses of the three top masters.

Unexpectedly, the rhythm was interrupted by the voice that contained the power of the mantra just now.

gave him the feeling that the other party was not as strong as he imagined.

Perhaps, it is a serious injury that has not healed.

It seems that the information given by the Ji family is very accurate.

The Black Prison Dragon King activated his potential three times and twice, leaving an unmeasurable damage to his body.

As a result, the strength has plummeted, and it is no longer as brave as it used to be.

Thinking of this, the solemn look in Master Miluo's expression softened slightly.

The previous fear has vanished.

has been seriously injured to this point, even if he is a master of Gang Jin, the original worry seems to be a little redundant.

He stood where he was, waiting for Lin Yu to come closer.

Then, with his palms together, he sang a Buddhist phrase in a deep voice.

"Master Lin, please come here in person, please understand. ”

The deep voice is like the mountain in front of you, majestic and vigorous.

The black-robed old monk is like an arhat descending into the world, unshakable and inviolable.

Lin Yu, who was on the other side, smiled casually: "I have already brought what you want, and I hope that from now on, there will be no more to do with it." ”

The tone was as cold as ever, exuding arrogance from above.

It seems that the gods who live on the top of the clouds echo each other with the old monks, competing with each other.

However, perhaps because of his unhealed injury, his momentum was a little vain.

Compared to the other party, it is obviously inferior.

It's like duckweed in the water, and the stamina is insufficient.

Listening to Lin Yu's words, the black-robed old monk smiled indifferently.

Smile, indescribable peace, endless peace.

"Lord Lin, please rest assured, the old monk has taken refuge in Buddhism, the six roots are pure, the red dust is vulgar and hateful, and he has long been out of his mind, the dust is to the dust, the soil is to the earth, everything is like the rain and fog dissipated, and the sky is open and the sun is bright. ”

Hearing this, Lin Yu asked with a smile, "Master, aren't you going to avenge your two junior brothers?"

He asked these words very calmly.

It seems to be, say something that has nothing to do with you.

Hearing this, Master Miluo folded his palms together, bowed slightly, and silently recited a few Buddha names in his mouth.

Then, he said calmly: "Life will eventually die, the spirit will eventually perish, life will last for a hundred years, but a cup of loess, a handful of green ashes, how can there be an eternal immortal? ”

After speaking, his face was filled with endless joy instead of sadness.

"The deceased rest in peace, the living are at peace, there is great freedom in Buddhism, the two disciples have been worshiping the Buddha for decades, and at the moment of death, they have ascended to the world of bliss. ”

After hearing this, Lin Yu nodded, revealing a sympathetic expression.

"Since the lama said so, if the monks don't speak, I believe you won't go back on your word and do something that dishonors the reputation of the Buddhist disciples. ”

Then, he reached out and took out the wooden box from behind his back and patted it gently.

"The relics of the Nine-Headed Buddha Owl and the Shadow Knife are all here, I hope you and I will never see each other again. ”

As he spoke, he prepared to hand things back to the other party.

Seeing that this handover is about to be completed.

The atmosphere of the scene is extremely harmonious.

The two of them were just talking about the Dharma, and there was not the slightest hint of hostility.

But then, Lin Yu's movements suddenly stopped.

His ears moved slightly, and his eyes suddenly sharpened.

"Guru, I believe in the promise of the Buddhist disciples, but you have disappointed me. ”

As he spoke, he twisted.

His eyes were fixed on the left not far away, deep in the dense forest.

"Come out, sneaky, what kind of hero. ”

The voice of indifference sounded in the forest.

Although he was ambushed, Lin Yu's face did not change.

He still maintained a calm and composed expression.

At this moment, the dense forest was full of queo, and there was a slight sound of footsteps.

Hearing this, Lin Yu snorted softly: "Master Miluo, you are still a member of the Buddhist Sect, the promise just now is still in your ears, but you have secretly laid an ambush, aren't you afraid of going to hell after death?"

The cold rebuke revealed a wisp of sharp murderous intent.

But Master Miluo smiled disapprovingly and said, "Lord Lin is wrong, the old monk's promise is still counted, these people are not Tantric people, what do they have to do with me?"

As soon as the words fell, a series of figures appeared in the dense forest.

"Little bastard, today is your death date!"

In the crowd, there was a loud shout.

One person stepped out first, walking in a tiger's step, with a solemn bearing.

Looking at Lin Yu's eyes, there was a bit of disdain and a bit of hostility.

There is an innate sense of superiority in this person.

It's very like, the impression of those wealthy children.

He was followed by an old man with gray hair.

In every gesture, it shows its vigor and might.

At a glance, it is clear that these two are definitely masters.

Without waiting for Lin Yu to take a closer look, two more men wearing kimonos appeared in the forest.

They all carry a sword around their waists, and every movement seems to have been carefully calculated.

"Lin Yujun, contemptible Okubo, the current president of the Heavenly Edict Society, can be said to have been famous to you for a long time, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation. ”

The old man who spoke, with a shriveled body and a black kimono on his body, looked empty.

As soon as these four people appeared, they completely locked Lin Yu's retreat.

Boundless killing intent surged in the air.

They stood in a staggered position.

Surround Lin Yu in the middle and lock it firmly.

Wisps of killing intent radiated out, raging violently.

Farther away, figures flickered, and their breath was strong.

Obviously, beyond what was in front of him, a larger encirclement was gradually forming.

"Looks like you're ready to force me to stay. ”

Lin Yu's face did not change, and he said lightly.

Surrounded by enemies, you still shouldn't be arrogant.

It seems that everyone in front of him is just a group of local chickens and dogs, and they will be wiped out.

This calm reaction made the five people around him shocked.

They subconsciously took a step back, slightly closing the distance.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Even if Lin Yu has become a turtle in an urn, no one dares to underestimate half a point.

No one can guarantee whether this guy has any means to hide.

At the beginning, the nine-headed Buddha owl and the shadow knife also had the absolute upper hand.

But everyone knows how it ends.

The tiger is dead, but the majesty remains.

What's more, once the dignified Gang is a strong master, once he is desperate, the destructive power that erupts is simply irresistible.

These five people each have wishful thinking, and none of them will take the lead.

For a while, the situation fell into a strange stalemate.

Seeing this, Master Miluo said slowly: "Master Lin, what you just said is still valid, as long as you return the relics, the old monk will leave and will never participate in this matter." ”

Hearing this, Lin Yu's eyes lit up.

He hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously, "Is this true?"

It seems that he was moved by what the other party said.

"Really, the old monk has said a long time ago that this time is just to get back the relics, and as for your disputes, it has nothing to do with my tantric sect. ”

Master Miluo said solemnly, his tone solemn and solemn.

In order to show his sincerity, he deliberately took a few steps back.

In this case, one less enemy means more vitality for Lin Yu.

Thinking of this, he held up the wooden box with one hand.

"The master caught it, and the things will be returned to you!"

As the sound sounded, the wooden box was thrown out of the palm of his hand and flew straight towards Master Miluo.

At the same time, a sly smile tugged at the corner of Lin Yu's mouth.

This smile is very different from his usual style.

It looks like it's a lot of discord.

At this moment, Master Miluo's heart was overjoyed.

He stretched his arms lightly and carefully caught the wooden box.

The moment your palm touches the wooden box.

Suddenly, his scalp exploded and his eyelids couldn't stop jumping.

Immediately, the old lama didn't think about it,

Almost subconsciously, the wrist flicked immediately.

The wooden box was violently bounced open.

At this moment when the wooden box was bounced open.

Bang!

There was a loud explosion that exploded through the open field.