"Young Master Chu is well-informed and knows that I have a Buddha precept?" Bu Shen did not answer directly.

Su Ye's slender eyebrows wrinkled, and his eyebrows were full of doubts, Wuhu Jie is a transliteration of death in Mongolian, that is to say, it is translated as the Buddha of Death?

"The catastrophe in the Central Plains, the traitors of the imperial court were eunuchs to gain power, and the black and white martial arts fought for the leader of the martial arts alliance. And the great Hubilhan of the suzerain, his guidance is right, after eliminating the two ways of good and evil, overthrowing the imperial court, and completely destroying it, there will be a paradise-like world at the moment. ”

"The great cause of the sect master will return to the immortal heaven before it is completed, but the Buddha light of the Wuhu Buddha will not decline, and we will inherit this qiē. Bu Shen's eyes were fanatical, and the second and third masters behind him shouted Tengger (Immortal Heaven).

Destroy the black and white realms of martial arts, and then overthrow the imperial court and re-establish a new Middle Earth, the name of the Buddha of Death is not wrong.

Su Ye asked, "Your Flame Village has surrendered to the Blood Zen Sect?"

"Wrong, the thirty-six villages of the green forest have all surrendered to the Blood Zen Sect. Step Shen urged: "Young Master Chu, your question has also been answered, so please." ”

The long sword in the hands of the second master was tossed and turned, and he was very impatient.

"Do you want to see the pear blossoms fall?" Su Ye didn't pick up the knife to end himself, but asked.

"What?" Bu Shenxin suddenly had a bad premonition, and in a trance he actually heard the sound of the cave flute, which was very quiet, as if from the sound of the slow flute, he could see the clear spring water in the mountains, and the strange peaks and stones were in various forms.

The sudden sound of the flute made Bu Xiang frightened, the cold light flickered, he slashed with his sword, and the trees fell with a bang, he stared around vigilantly, and there was no sound except for the long sound of the flute.

"Third child, you ......" Bu Shen turned back suddenly, wanting to let the third master finish Chu Qingyi, but what caught his eye was an incredible scene-

The second master, the third master, more than 30 bandits are all like puppets at this time, stupid and stunned eyes staring straight ahead, as if there is a peerless beauty in front of the eyeballs, and I can't wait to think carefully, there is "rain" in the sky, pear blossom rain......

The sky is full of pear blossoms, and the petals are like girls in the moonlight, with white makeup and plain sleeves, so beautiful.

The pear blossom falls on the hair and shoulders, like the hands and lips of a lover, caressing and kissing, and the pale pale of the moon will correspond to the pale face of the face.

Su Ye smiled, and the pear blossoms all over the sky seemed to have lost their color.

Only a series of movements of "sonorous, killing, ......and banging" were heard, and more than 30 bandits from the second and third masters fought with each other, killing with red eyes, as if the person in front of him was not a person who got along day and night in the cottage, but an enemy who should be cut with a thousand knives.

"Pear blossoms are beautiful, right?" asked Su Ye softly.

The ghost of the step made a sigh of urgency.

"I think it should be beautiful, too. Su Ye couldn't see it with his eyes closed, but he still felt beautiful.

The thin sword of the second master pierced the chest of the third master, and the elusive hidden sword of the third master pierced the throat of the second master, and more than 30 bandits slashed each other to death, and after a while, no one stood with him except Bu Shen, and the pear blossom continued to fall.

Blood splashed on the petals, the red pear blossoms were even more dazzling, Bu Shen suddenly turned his head, looked around as if he had a nightmare, seemed to think of something in his mind, his face changed greatly, and blurted out: "Phi Xing Pavilion Secret Codex: Thousand Illusion Classics, you are the master of Pi Xing Pavilion." ”

The three secret classics of martial arts: Phi Xing Pavilion - Thousand Illusion Classics, Wudang - Tai Chi Two Rituals, and the Three Absolute Daoists Created by the Integration of Hundred Martial Arts.

Bu Shen laughed wildly: "The Thousand Illusion Book is the secret book of the Phi Xing Pavilion, and only the pavilion master can learn it, haha...... Unexpectedly, the son of Chu Zhan, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, the waste man who was considered by everyone in the rivers and lakes to be unable to practice martial arts, turned out to be the mysterious pavilion master of the Phi Xing Pavilion. ”

"The rivers and lakes are because there are many unexpected things, as if the blood Zen Buddhism of fifty years ago has revived. Su Ye said.

"Can Master Chu give in to someone to be a ghost. "Walk carefully.

"Just now you solved my doubts, and now I am solving your doubts, one cause and one effect, so please ask. Su Ye couldn't see the slightest murderous aura on his body, and his words and deeds were all turbidity and handsomeness.

Bu Shen asked: "Why don't you save Wang Tong, Gongzi can use the Thousand Illusions Book to kill the killer silently, and it is very simple to save Wang Tong and the nursing home without revealing his identity." ”

"Why should I save it?" Su Ye shook his head lightly and asked rhetorically.

Whether it is Wang Tong or the thirteen nursing homes, in order to protect him, they have not taken a step back, and if they are incapable, they will not say anything, why not save if they have the ability?

"Uncle Tong's task is to protect my safety, since they are not capable of doing it, death is the best destination, just like the best destination for a military general is a horse leather shroud, not to die on a bed or a woman's belly. Su Ye is still called Uncle Tong, and his tone has not changed in the slightest, but the content makes people feel cold.

"Okay! What a kind and kind sick man Chu Qingyi, you turned out to be an unfathomable and cold-blooded person, no wonder you were able to become the master of the Phixing Pavilion, Chu Qingyi, you deceived the people of the whole rivers and lakes. ”

Bu Shen's mouth disturbed his hearing with a loud roar, and he suddenly drew his sword, and five swords stabbed out like a volcanic eruption.

The throat, left chest, right chest, eyebrows, mouth and tongue, electric flint, five swords stabbed out in the blink of an eye, the strongest move in all martial arts, last time he stabbed to death the head of the Kongtong faction with the 'five swords of the fire gate'.

The time of a blink of an eye is very short, but in front of Chu Qingyi, which Su Ye interpreted, a blink of an eye is too long.

So when the tip of Bu Shen's sword was still a palm away from his throat, Su Ye slapped a palm, and the palm was strong, imprinted on Bu Shen's chest, and the gang was fierce, tearing the clothes on his chest, leaving a pale golden palm print.

"Shaolin is a master... Great mercy and great compassion palm ......" Bu Shen's eyes were mixed with astonishment, and he fell to the ground and died.

"It's not that I deceived the people of the whole world, but that there is no one in the whole world...... Get to know me. Su Ye smiled, his smile was as gorgeous as a pear blossom, and his green clothes were not stained with a drop of blood.

The cold wind blew, the woods shivered, the dead leaves covered the corpses, and the pear blossoms I saw just now were like a sweet dream......

Testing room.

"It worked. Tian Xiaobo clenched his fists and pressed down, it is natural that he will be excited, just like Bu Shen said, Chu Qingyi, played by Su Ye, is fully capable of saving Wang Tong unconsciously, and he has to follow the plot template to see death or not to save him, and there is no sense of guilt at all, the general subconscious cannot reach this point, anyway, he has found two actors to audition before, and they all failed without exception.

Kang Lao still had a straight face, and it was only after Su Ye completely performed the plot of the first act that he squeezed out some smiles a little, and as soon as they disappeared, he immediately began to train people again: "What's going on with the Thousand Illusions, a kind of hypnotic that can make people kill each other?"

A radical spirit of the plot template master immediately explained: "One of the three secret classics of the Thousand Illusions Martial Arts, the ability is naturally strong, this kind of exercise is designed according to the charm technique, I have strengthened it a lot, this exercise is not invincible, it can't charm the guarded people." ”

"It's like a big boss who is in detail, just hearing and seeing the sound of the flute and the pear blossom rain, and nothing else, the most important thing is that there must be a kung fu of this type of charm, otherwise the final plot will not be able to unfold. ”

Kang Lao tapped on the table, and every time he knocked on the plot template, the heart of the plot template master beat with it, and he nodded after a long time: "It's an exaggeration, a guarded person can't hypnotize too much, it's too unworthy of the name as the three secret classics of martial arts, but ......"

Hearing the previous comment, the plot template master's heart was broken, but fortunately there was still a "but".

"Chu Qingyi's people set up righteousness and squandering money, being kind and giving, giving grace and black and white, the most important thing is that everyone has the impression that the sick man does not know martial arts, and it is almost impossible for anyone to be defensive against him. Kang Lao concluded: "Such a chicken method, but it can exert infinite ability in Chu Qingyi's hands, which is quite interesting." ”

"The logistics manager, looking for a good trick and supporting role, did not have any shelling. Kang Lao still praises people.

Tian Xiaobo's face was a little dissatisfied, he is the director of the crew, and he should be in charge of every aspect of the crew, and now Kang Laoming, who is the producer, is overstepping his authority.

The sword continues to ......

Wu-Tang Clan

"Jingming, what's wrong with you. ”

The rivers and lakes were in turmoil, and Jing Ming, the chief disciple of the Wudang faction, was stabbed to death by an unknown person in the fasting room, leaving a blood swastika trace, and the Emei faction, Changshengtang, the beggar gang, the Sword God Gate, and the Imperial Sword Villa...... The chief disciples of the various sects died tragically.

The martial arts sensation, under the convening of Chu Zhan, the leader of the martial arts alliance, the heads of the various sects held a martial arts conference on the day of Qingming.

Chu Mansion.

The crows on the willow trees in the front yard of the mansion flew away, and the hall was full of people, Taoist priests, beggars, nuns, sword suits, and so on.

"Blood swastika, is it made by Shaolin Temple, Shaolin Temple was wiped out in the tragedy left a living mouth, now after fifty years, Mo is not to regain the title of Wulin Taishan Beidou, so to challenge people from all sects. "The master of the evil way is the way of the dust.

"I don't know anything else, but even if there is a living mouth in Shaolin Temple, it is impossible for me to be a monk, and I think that Blood Zen Buddhism is more likely. "The beggar gang leader Lao Jiaoqi doesn't sit on a chair, but he does it on the ground, unkempt.

Master Jing Yi, the head of Emei, snorted too coldly: "The Blood Zen Sect was surrounded and suppressed by various sects and factions back then, the sect master died in the hands of the three absolute Dao chiefs of the Wudang Sect, and the Blood Arhat and the Seven Great Guardian Venerables are also determined to die, and there is no one out of ten sects, how can it be resurrected?"

"Could it be that the murderer is not a sect, but a person, a killer. "The White Lotus Sect Master of the White Lotus Cave proposed another possibility.

"No way. Master Jing Yi pressed the long sword on the tea table and said: "My Emei faction's Zi Ling died under the palm, Tianling Gai was killed with a palm, and there were only slight traces of fighting in the house, that is to say, the murderer killed Zi Ling with his palm in two moves, and Mo Xiandao said frankly that Jing Ming died on the sword." ”

The heads of various sects began to speak, and the leg techniques, palm techniques, swordsmanship techniques, marksmanship techniques, fingering techniques, knife techniques, hidden weapons, etc., were all different.

Chu Zhan nodded: "No matter how talented a person is, it is impossible to cultivate more than ten kinds of techniques such as palm technique, leg technique, fist technique, etc., and the murderer cannot be alone." ”

"It's so lively, why don't you call me. A male voice suddenly came from outside the hall. R1152