Can't save ......

These three words fell into the ears of sorrow, extremely clear, as if revealing a kind of pity and irony. But what sounded in my heart was the voice of Huang Zhong Da Lu, and it was the sigh-like sentence after cultivating the first level of the Burning Lamp Sword:

For example, a lamp can remove a thousand years of darkness, and a single wisdom can extinguish ten thousand years of foolishness.

The pain is intense, but also numb.

Seeing that the palm of his hand gently stretched out in front of him, the deer cutting knife sensed her intentions, and automatically pulled it out of her back, bringing out a string of blood flowers, and then fell into her palm.

The advantage of cutting the deer knife, with just a flash of divine effort, can penetrate the shell of her "Human Weapon" after refining her body......

It is worthy of the sword that the Venerable Master has used.

For the first time, the knife was stained with her own blood.

It was also the first time that she did not refute Xie Buchen, but calmly and calmly agreed with his point of view: "...... You're quite right. At least, it can't be saved. ”

This sentence alone has already expressed all her attitude.

Although she was stabbed in the body by Sang Yang in a trance, and was slightly injured, she did not regret coming here to save people, nor did she regret coming here to kill the Treasure Mirror Venerable King;

People can be saved, but not here and now, this way.

Xie Buchen just looked at her, and also watched the wound on her back slowly heal after the deer cutter left, but he didn't say anything more about this matter.

He has never been a man of the same path in these things.

Right now, the Treasure Mirror King has died, and although the other two Dharma Kings are not in the temple, it is only a matter of time before they are discovered. The more times like this, the more dare not relax.

There is only a moment of sorrow.

After a while, she didn't even wipe the blood from the knife, so she put it away and said directly: "The matter is over, let's go." ”

Before leaving, Xie Buchen glanced at the Treasure Mirror Dharma King who had died.

When she saw that Chou killed this person, the method used was quite peculiar, it seemed that she did not originally own it, it should be a killer weapon left to her by the people of Fudao Mountain.

Originally, he was a young man, but at the moment, his body was green, but his skin was wrinkled like the roots of an old tree.

At the center of the eyebrows where the green light penetrated before, a tender green bud quietly grew.

It is rumored that in ancient times, there was a "heart-eroding strange strain", and thirty jiazi sent one leaf.

If it is good to take it, store it carefully, build it and temper it, and roll it into a bean. When you are at war with someone, it pops up and enters from the center of your eyebrows, which can multiply and take root, trap people's souls in an instant, and bind people's infants. Those who cultivate to be a little weaker will be wiped out in a moment, and those who are slightly stronger will only be able to hold out for a few more moments.

After death, his body is not destroyed, and the leaves are out of the eyebrows.

Later generations of monks gave this ferocious and terrible thing a rather elegant name: the glabellar leaf.

Even if the Treasure Mirror Dharma King's cultivation is damaged, it should not be weaker than seeing sorrow.

But under the surprise attack of this "eyebrow leaf", there was almost no resistance at all, and after a while, the soul was wiped out under the pincer attack, the power was not small, and the speed was not fast.

This thing has now fallen on the body of the Treasure Mirror Venerable King, but do you know if this thing was originally reserved for him?

Xie Buchen looked at it, and finally retracted his gaze.

Seeing that she had already hidden her figure at this time, she had escaped for a while, and although there were injuries on her body, it didn't seem to have any effect on her. It stands to reason that this is the best time for him to kill her.

But he didn't do it.

The two of them were as silent as they had come, sneaking out quietly.

Outside the palace of the Dharma King, the moon hangs high, and the night is deep.

The cold wind blew, and the corners of the main hall were covered with snow-white frost, and the disciples who were patrolling walked in front of them, not noticing the existence of the two at all.

At this time, as long as you pass through the small square in front of you, you can go straight down the mountain.

But just when I was about to walk out of the shadow of the Dharma King's Hall and cross the square and go directly down the mountain, a strange feeling suddenly arose in my heart.

Her eyes swept over the ground, and she only felt that the moonlight tonight didn't seem to be quite right.

At this hour, it is not yet midnight.

The moon in the sky hung obliquely, and it shone from the side of the temple of the saints. The long shadow was stretched out, and it fell not far in front of him.

She didn't move, she looked at it for a long time, and she saw a human form from the shadow that had changed due to the angle!

At that moment, I forgot all the pain.

Seeing this, he suddenly looked back, and his gaze went straight over the slightly lower eaves of the Dharma King's Palace, and fell to the top of the hall of the highest saint in this snowy region!

The cold moon hung high, and the snow-white roof of the temple was obliquely hooked, but it became a dark silhouette.

A figure that was not particularly tall stood in this crooked crescent, standing on this silhouette! A snow-white monk's robe, illuminated by the moonlight, was so white that it seemed to be glowing. A pair of bare feet seemed to not feel the cold around them, and stepped on the roof of the temple.

He didn't seem to notice that there was anyone in the Dharma King's Hall, but he was just standing on a high place, looking out at the back of the temple.

It's a strange boy who met in front of the holy lake.

Even if the other party is facing her side, it can be seen that how can she easily forget this impressive young man?

As for the direction he was looking at, it was undoubtedly the holy lake on the ice field behind the temple.

At this moment, I didn't know why, so I stopped.

But the boy still didn't seem to notice them, and he didn't even change his shape, and he didn't turn his gaze back even once.

He just stared like this, as if waiting for someone, coming from the direction of the holy lake.

At night, there are no waves on the lake.

Behind the wide lake, there are vast ice fields. Passing through this ice field, go straight to the Yang Sect, turn left to the Yin Sect, and the right is the East China Sea, and under the big peach tree in the East China Sea is the entrance to the Polar Domain.

Legend has it that this ice field is the northernmost of the snowy regions, and it is also the northernmost of the northern regions, and even the most hardy birds and beasts cannot cross it.

But tonight, on the distant ice field with no edge in sight, there was a group of people flying mightily, all monks, but they barely made a sound while they were walking.

Judging from the costumes, this group of people is divided into two groups.

One group is wearing crimson monk's robes, shaved, and looking at the head is a layer of green skin, which is a tantric monk; the other group is mostly loose gray-blue or gray-yellow monk's robes, which are also shaved, but most of the top of the head has incense scars burned during ordination, most of them are six, and you can tell at a glance that they are Zen monks.

The rule of burning incense scars is common in Zen Buddhism, but not in Tantra.

For a long time, it has been rumored that the two sects of Buddhism and Zen are incompatible.

But now the people of the two sects actually came up from this desolate ice field together, and although they were clearly separated from each other, it was obvious that they were coming from the same road and were going to the same place.

If there are outsiders here, I am afraid that I will be shocked when I see them.

But luckily, there are no outsiders here.

Especially empty.

In his eyes, everyone is one, and no one will see anyone outside, just the ants crawling on the ground, the sparrows flying in the sky, he can catch the opportunity to get up and set two sentences.

As for the two Zen Tantric sects at this moment?

What's the matter!

Later, when they get to the temple, they will have to fight side by side. What water and fire can't tolerate, I can't even think of going there.

Anyway, it is the old tantric school that is now walking with the people of Zen Buddhism.

Over the years, not only have the two Zen and Esoteric sects been fighting endlessly, but the open and secret battles between the old and new have never stopped.

The struggle between the two sects of Zen and Esoteric originated from the differences that existed in the battle between the Yin and Yang realms in those years, and it was clear that Buddhism moved north and split later, but the real struggle over the years did not take place in the nineteen continents, but on an isolated island in the world.

Because Buddhism has reincarnation, it has the opportunity to connect the isolated islands of the world and the nineteen continents.

Tantra, especially the New Tantric School, is so ambitious that it is convenient to give up the opportunity to "propagate the Dharma"? If there is a mortal on an isolated island in the world who is willing to believe in the New Tantra, the power of the New Tantra will be strengthened, and comparatively speaking, the power of Zen Buddhism will be weakened by one point.

Under the advantages of one or the other, it will not take long for the two cases to be separated.

But Zen Buddhism is not stupid, and will allow Tantra to develop like this.

It can even be said that in the competition for believers on isolated islands in the world, the means and methods of Zen Buddhism are a thousand times more clever than those of Tantra. Not only did they see through their plans early, but they also squeezed the space for tantric preaching little by little in the eleven Jiazi after the end of the Yin-Yang Realm War, making their spheres of influence shrink to the northeast corner of the isolated island in the world.

In this way, Zen Buddhism can continue to gain new followers and disciples from the isolated islands of the world, while Tantra weakens as a result.

Therefore, six hundred years later, they can unite with the old tantric sect that has been driven out of the tantric sect and set foot on this ice field headed for the snowy temple together.

In front of the empty sky, thinking about it, I couldn't help but look at the back, and the admiration and admiration of my own master in my heart deepened, and I heard that the game of the two Zen secret sects on the isolated island in the world was helmed by him.

"Master, his old man, how can he be so powerful and think so far?"

He couldn't help but muttered with a little emotion.

Also in front of Yukong were three monks and a woman.

The woman looked very young, but the light in her eyes was faint, and there was a bit of a strange sense of dust in the gorgeous peacock blue dress, and there was a string of thin beads between her slender five fingers.

She only laughed when she heard Sora's words.

"Master Yichen entered the Tao with his 'heart', and he is the head of the three masters, and his mind is planning from ordinary people who far surpass me. The little master of the empty glass is clear-hearted, and worships Master Yichen as a teacher, and there are more Xuelang Zen Master and the innocent abbot from the side, which is the first person among the new generation of Zen disciples, and he will definitely be able to come out of the blue one day. ”

"No, no, no, I don't dare to say. ”

When she heard the woman's words, her face immediately turned red, and she waved her hand again and again, so cramped that she couldn't do it.

"The little monk's qualifications have always been reckless, and since he entered the school, he has been scolded by the master many times for not knowing how to be flexible, and he has been caught by the abbot several times and thrown to the precept hall and beaten a lot. As for Uncle Xuelang, he ...... The little monk had asked for advice, but he never paid attention to it. ”

"Ah......h

The woman was suddenly a little surprised, as if she didn't expect Sora to answer such a sentence, which was really far from the Zen "Little Wisdom Monk" in her imagination, or in the imagination of the world.

Even the other three monks who were traveling with him couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the void one more time.

One of them had nine ring incense scars on his shaved head, three more than empty, and his cultivation was more than one weight taller, so he shook his head helplessly at this moment and stopped talking.

Yichen entered the Tao with a "heart", so naturally he couldn't see this apprentice who was not smart enough to be clear, so he always had to say two words of disgust;

The innocent abbot is strict with the rules, and he is the most talented disciple of this generation, so he naturally has to guard against the slightest, for fear that he will step on the wrong path and embark on some crooked path, so even if he is not his own disciple, the requirements are very strict;

As for Senior Brother Xuelang......

The word "love", out of the devil and into the Tao, temperament is not the same as others, and it is normal to ignore people.

This kid, I didn't understand it.

Except for himself, everyone in the entire Zen sect can see that as long as he does not make mistakes in his cultivation, even if he is not as smart as a monk Yichen, he can gather the strengths of the three masters, and his daily achievements are by no means lower than those of the three masters.

Even the Tantric people can see it, but he is still ignorant.

But......

The reason why everyone is so optimistic about him is because of this ignorance, right?

The old monk thought about it, so he couldn't help but smile, shook his head and sighed.

The air was blown by the wind in this snowy region, and his nose was red from the cold, although he saw the old monk shaking his head, but he didn't understand why he shook his head after thinking about it, but he didn't ask much inexplicably.

At this time, when I looked up again, I could already see the outline of the temple.

Li Kong suddenly became a little excited, and he put his hands together and announced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, I finally saw it." It's just that I don't know if Senior Sister Jianwu and Senior Brother Xie of Kunwu are still there, Senior Uncle Huinian, should we go to them first?"

"It doesn't have to be. ”

That old monk is the "Uncle Huinian" in the empty mouth, and now he is the peak of his cultivation in the world, and he can almost return to emptiness. This time, he was ordered by Yichen to specially take a part of the elite disciples of Zen Buddhism and the masters of the old secret to launch a night attack while the two Dharma kings were absent and the snow was empty.

"Both of them are the pride of the sky, and as soon as we do it, they will find out immediately. When the timing is right, you will go down the mountain. ”

"That's right. ”

Although he had never been in contact with Xie Buchen, he knew that he was worried, and he also knew how scary this senior sister of Yashan was as early as the foundation building period. It doesn't make sense that now that the infant is in the late stage, it will become weaker.

As for Senior Brother Kun Wu Xie, he can be as famous as Senior Sister Jianchou, and he can't think much worse.

Thinking about it like this, I was relieved a lot.

Merely......

He had a split thought, but he suddenly thought of the woman he had seen under the holy mountain that day, and he had some doubts in his heart for a while, but it was difficult to say it in front of so many people.

After that, he had the great luck of bumping into the old tantric monks who had been expelled from the temple, and then he was taken by them to join his fellow Zen Buddhists.

In this way, it is natural to connect with the teacher.

Regarding the matter of "another sorrow", he naturally asked the master carefully, and he had points in his heart. But God knows if there will be any complications in such a "sorrow" that is exactly the same as sorrow.

Alas.

Buddha, why can't you give the little monk a good time?

God knows why people's past can become "demons" because of a thought? It's all because of the master, it's okay to sit by the ember pond and talk to those people in the past!

If you don't talk about it, you won't be in trouble!

If you look back and be known by that sorrowful senior sister......

Maybe it was because the weather was too cold, and he suddenly shivered, and his expression as he stared at the vast holy lake and the majestic temple in front of him was a little more loveless for a while.

When others saw him with such an expression, they just thought of something inconsequential, and they were used to it these days, so they didn't care.

Seeing that they had arrived at the place, the group stopped with great tacit understanding.

The woman dressed in peacock blue was the most unkind, and a pair of eyes that were originally warm had turned into complete coldness when she looked at the temple!

Her face was solemn, but the smile on her lips was contemptuous and mocking.

His left hand was raised high, and without hesitation, he directly spit out the two words categorically: "Do it!"

"Hula-"

At this moment, in the inky blue night sky, hundreds of meteor-like rays of light burst out and reflected on the gently rippling holy lake!

The brilliant light instantly illuminates the entire majestic and huge temple!

He was still hiding in the shadows of the Dharma King Hall with Xie Buchen, and before he could think clearly about what the young man was looking at, he felt a dense and terrifying attack in the sky above his head, which had hit like a shower!

Surprise struck her, and she looked up.

The whole world is as bright as day, but what illuminates the temple, where is the meteor flame, it is clearly the strong light drawn by the attack of one formation after another and magic weapons!

"Boom!"

The terrifying sound of explosion had already swept away the moment they fell, and the powerful force was all around, almost overturning several halls at once!

Even the tallest and largest hall of the Holy Ones trembled!

The entire sleeping snowy region, the sleeping temple, all woke up at this moment!

What came into everyone's ears was only a long Buddha horn, followed by a cold and murderous female voice, which resounded through the heavens and the earth-

"Xinmi lackey, come and die!"