The night is deep, like dark ink, the lotus peak is wrapped in this layer of ink, even the moonlight is a lot darker, only the fingers are holding flowers, and the statue of the Buddha full of compassion stands there. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A figure silently swept past the temple and into the wings.

The abbot presided over a black suit, only a pair of murderous eyes exposed outside, he has been washing his hands in a golden basin for many years, and has lived in seclusion in this lotus temple for many years, except for the occasional few times down the mountain to do some previous deeds, he really converted to Buddhism, devoted himself to practicing Buddhism for many years, understood the true meaning of Buddhism, learned Buddhism at ease, and was a Buddhist monk who was proficient. Every time he returns from the desire to go down the mountain, he reads the Buddhist scriptures again, and the paper is full of warning sayings, which is convincing to the great power of the Buddhism, and the Buddhism will go to the next level.

Yesterday, four people came to the Lotus Temple, headed by a handsome boy, but he couldn't see through the other two old men, and vaguely felt that those two old men were the strongest people he had seen in his life, and he couldn't be provoked, so he didn't plan to go further, just let those stupid apprentices give it a try, and within one night, the other young man except for the handsome boy brother made rapid progress in cultivation, which made him make up his mind and not move.

But today's handsome boy's bell ringing, like an insurmountable magic barrier, aroused his endless desire and killing intent, the handsome boy's method is very clumsy, the most can't go up the stage of the agitation, but he just can't step over, the handsome boy brother holding the bell hammer to strike the bell indifferently, in his mind loop.

It was a provocation, it was contempt, it was mockery, the bloody arms in the depths of the sea of qi climbed up, countless shouts came and went, in the cold winter, the old monk felt hot, stood up, bowed his head and said Amitabha, and then raised his head to kill the intent overflowing his heart.

Before coming to Li Yuanhao's room, the old monk took out a cigarette, pierced the window paper, and gently blew it in, silent for a long time, a stone slipped into his hand from his sleeve and shot into the room, and the sound of landing crisply all his life did not have a trace of movement.

The old monk nodded, and his body slid into the room like a swimming fish, and suddenly a cold light shot out from the bed, heading straight for the old monk's façade.

"Drink!" With a loud shout, the old monk grabbed the cold light with both hands, his body retreated, and he slid ten zhang away on the ground, and an iron sword was caught by him.

Li Yuanhao appeared in the courtyard with a handkerchief covering his mouth and nose, and asked knowingly: "Dare to be a thief, dare to break into the Lotus Temple at night, Brother Lin, take it for me!"

Lin Yunfeng's body was like the wind, he grabbed the iron sword, drew a big circle around his body, and cut the neck of the old monk, the old monk snorted coldly, his arms were erected, and he stood beside his body, and the sound of metal collision sounded.

"King Kong is not bad?" Li Yuanhao frowned, is King Kong not bad so worthless, the Taiwan State Domain is the Ten Directions do not move to destroy the Buddha, do not move and are not defeated, King Kong is not bad, Mr. Kong from the text to the martial arts, Cun Haoran righteousness, King Kong is not bad, this old monk also has this magical power.

"Girl, King Kong is not bad, and it has never been so worthless, the old monk's weapon is a dragon and phoenix golden ring, which can be used for self-defense and attack, and it is domineering, and it is still a good secret weapon at critical moments. Huang Chunfeng stood on Li Yuanhao's side.

Sure enough, after the old monk blocked Lin Yunfeng's iron sword, his arms continued to bulge, tearing through his clothes, revealing the dragon and phoenix golden rings on his arms, shining brightly, as if there was a streamer entwined. The old monk sank his waist and tied his horse, his arms clanged, the momentum was shocking, his feet were like fishing in the water, he seemed to stumble, and every time he took a step forward, his momentum grew by an inch, and he was entangled with Lin Yunfeng.

"Old man Huang...... Senior, how much is this old monk's cultivation?" asked Li Yuanhao.

Huang Chunfeng was bored: "Above the nine grades of the pseudo-realm, although the momentum is very strong, it is only half a move to meet Han Xianba and Hong Xiguan who take the domineering road. ”

"Don't care about the truth, it's a heavenly man, you can live in seclusion in this deep mountain and old forest, and your temperament is not weak. Li Yuanhao said.

"The temperament is not weak, and I am not also played by you, a provocation that hit the bell aroused the killing intent, in order to spit out the mass of gas in the chest, I did not hesitate to risk my life, stupid. Huang Chunfeng said, and was suddenly stunned, after being in contact with this girl for a while, he often has a small belly, could it be that he was deliberately tricked by this girl, or is this girl born with the ability to bewitch people, and unconsciously disturbs the mood of others?

The old monk and Lin Yunfeng fought, and his heart became more and more shocked, at first he was sure to win the iron sword youth, gradually, he felt that he could tie the fight, and he could leave if he wanted to, as the time went by, he suddenly felt that he might not be the opponent of the young man in front of him, and the retreat was also blocked by the sword qi, no, it was important to save his life.

The old monk gritted his teeth violently, his body spun around strangely on the ground, forcibly broke through Lin Yunfeng's sword qi cage, soared into the sky, and glanced down at Li Yuanhao's position, I will spare it today...... Ah, unforgivable, it was the kind of expression when he hit the bell, indifferent and contemptuous, Li Yuanhao didn't laugh, there was no sneer that curled the corners of his mouth, but in the eyes of the old monk, Li Yuanhao was clearly laughing at him and ridiculing him.

"You die!" The old monk's already tall body fell suddenly, and the dragon and phoenix golden ring in his hand shone like a hidden weapon and shot towards Li Yuanhao.

Huang Chunfeng waved his sleeves lightly, and a dragon-like sword qi swept up, rolling up the dragon and phoenix golden ring and hitting the old monk's chest.

A splash of blood, the old monk's body flew out upside down, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, he knew that he would be retained by Huang Chunfeng if he left forcibly, so he chose to use Huang Chunfeng's sword qi to escape, a person's sword qi is invincible, but he always needs to breathe, and the ventilation season is when he uses his own light skills to escape from the clouds.

"Not good!" the old monk suddenly opened his eyes wide, and when his body flew upside down, a crazy old man suddenly appeared in front of him.

Liu Baitong is not in Li Yuanhao's plan, this old naughty boy is stubborn, like a child, and it is difficult to control, so she didn't tell him the plan, this old naughty boy who is the first in the world of martial arts sleeps and dies, and he is not the kind of authentic master who can be alert within ten miles as mentioned in the book, but why did he appear at the gate of the courtyard at this moment, seeing the carp that Liu Baitong was holding in his hand, Li Yuanhao suddenly realized that Liu Baitong must have gone to the mountain waterfall to catch fish.

Liu Baitong, who had just come back, was also startled, and suddenly saw a person flying over, thinking that someone was going to rob him of his fish, raised his fist, and swung it out with a fist, and the fist exploded, like a thunderclap between heaven and earth.

"No!" Li Yuanhao shouted, covering his eyes, poor old monk, why is your life so bitter, I don't want to take your life.

There was a loud bang, and in the small courtyard of the wing, the sword qi and fists were staggered, the houses trembled, the stone benches, tables and chairs were torn apart, and criss-crossing ravines were formed on the walls, like spider webs, densely packed.

The host of the Lotus Temple was rescued by Huang Chunfeng, and at the same time was affected by the sword qi and fist gang, his arms snapped and broke, and he didn't know how many bones were broken, his head was dizzy, his ears were buzzing, and before he fainted, he saw the hateful handsome boy wave his hand and slap himself: "Great monk, great monk, you can't die, you can't die!"

The abbot was in great pain, like a snake and scorpion bite, ten thousand arrows pierced his heart, and he thought: "It's better to die!"