Hearing Nanfeng's words, Zhuge Chanjuan tried her best to suppress the consternation in her heart, "Three watches?

Nanfeng didn't answer, he was much more accurate than Zhuge Chanjuan in his judgment of the hour, this was the beginning of the second watch, and there was less than an hour before the third watch.

"Is the sound transmission credible?" asked Zhuge Chanjuan.

"This man has no reason to lie to us. Nanfeng said, the old monk of the sound is the abbot of the Eastern Wei Huguo Temple Master Lingyuan, although he has never met this person, but he respects him very much, just because in the early years, this person had three times to pass the sound to guide the way to stop killing. Again, this person is compassionate in nature, indifferent to fame and fortune, when the Buddhism was extremely victorious, three of the four famous temples in China were enshrined by the imperial court as protectors, only this person looked down on vanity, and did not accept the resignation.

Zhuge Chanjuan didn't ask again, her hand touched her forehead, her eyebrows were closed, what Nanfeng said was just a result, what she was thinking about at this time was under what circumstances what Nanfeng said, to be exact, the result that the old monk Chuanyin said.

The fat man is the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva of the Jizo King, and the so-called return to the throne is undoubtedly to become a Da Luo Jin Xian, and if he wants to become a Da Luo, the fat man must go out to fight in the cave and defeat Ah Yue and Yan Feixue.

Previously, Nanfeng had said that he would give up the battle of Dongyuan in order to protect Ah Yue and Yan Feixue, as long as there was a glimmer of life, he would not allow the fat man to fight.

Now that you have only won two battles, in order to revise the laws of the Three Realms, you must win seven battles and occupy seven seats, which means that you need to win at least five battles in the following battles.

At this time, there are still seven fights left, there are two big caves and Jushan before Dongyuan, and there are Taixuan, Earth Immortals, Heavenly Immortals, and Jin Immortals after Dongyuan.

Thinking of this, Zhuge Chanjuan raised her right hand and stroked Nanfeng's left hand.

Nanfeng felt it and tilted his head to look at her.

"Is this battle really sure?" asked Zhuge Chanjuan silently.

Nanfeng wanted to give Zhuge Chanjuan a positive answer, but at this time, even he couldn't be sure whether Bao Zheng could win, according to common sense, Bao Zheng was the person selected by the ancestor of the Shangqing Dynasty, and he should not be defeated, but Master Lingyuan's transmission made him suspicious of this, Zhuge Chanjuan was thinking about the same question when he groaned, unless Da Dong and Jushan were defeated, it was impossible for him to allow the fat man to fight in Dong Yuan.

Zhuge Chanjuan wanted to ask Nanfeng for confidence, but seeing that he was sad and anxious, she couldn't bear it, so she comforted him in turn, "The person who transmits the sound is just a mortal, how can he anticipate things first?"

"There are many differences between the magic powers of Buddhism and the magic methods of the Immortal Family, the ruler is short and the inch is long, maybe we can't do it, they can do it," Nanfeng said here after a slight pause, and then said, "The same is not the same as the first thing to do, maybe they just have a sense of when the Bodhisattva will return to his place." ”

Zhuge Chanjuan didn't ask again, just shook Nanfeng's hand tightly, she could understand the huge pressure that Nanfeng was under, he was isolated from the third floor before, he wanted to talk to Lu Pingchuan and others about this matter, the reason why he didn't say it in the end was undoubtedly because he thought that this matter was not only related to the fat man and Ah Yue, but also involved Yan Feixue, and Yan Feixue was Lu Pingchuan's sweetheart.

The old monk Baozheng walked very slowly, and at this time he had not yet reached the fighting platform, and the other tower still did not see the people participating in the battle come out.

The fat man came back from his hand, and saw that everyone's expressions were solemn and the atmosphere was strange, and he wondered in his heart, "Did you say something while I was going to pee?"

After speaking, no one answered, the fat man tilted his head to look at Lu Pingchuan, and Lu Pingchuan shook his head. looked at Changle again, and Changle also shook his head.

The fat man put his mind at ease, Changle is a sincere person and will not lie to him.

"You are so optimistic about him, what is the origin of this old monk?" The fat man asked Nanfeng, the old monk treasure was exactly what Nanfeng and Yuan Anning had invited, and he didn't know much about this person.

Nanfeng didn't want to answer, Yuan Anning took over from the side, and briefly told everyone about Baozheng's origin, and everyone was determined when they heard the words, since it was arranged by the ancestor of the Shangqing Dynasty, this battle should be won.

After a while, Bao Zheng arrived at the platform of the fighting method, folded his hands, and stood with his eyebrows down.

At this point, everyone's eyes are focused on the northeast tower, this battle Jade Emperor is in charge of the blue, after Bao Zheng plays, the people sent by the Jade Emperor should also play.

In a short time, a young man dressed as a showman walked up the overpass from the northeast tower under the gaze of everyone, this man should be in his early thirties, with a tall figure, a handsome face, and a long sword at his waist, more like a literati than a warrior.

"Is it human?" asked the fat man.

"Yes and no. Nanfeng shook his head, there was a ghost aura shrouded in the person who came, and there was also a yin aura lingering, which was a special existence between the yin soul and the yin thing.

"What's that?" asked the fat man.

"It can be said to be a yin thing, or it can be said to be a yin soul. When Nanfeng spoke, he looked at the person who came, this person was wearing a Su Qing single robe, a gold silk crown scarf on his head, a rhino nose light boot under his feet, a long sword on his left waist, and a jade pendant on his right waist.

This kind of luxurious clothing shows that this person is not a reckless man who licks blood from the knife, but a strange man who is pampered, thinking of this, Nanfeng suddenly remembered something, and eagerly tilted his head to look at the jade on the waist of the person, and frowned at a glance.

Seeing Nanfeng frowning suddenly, Zhuge Chanjuan turned her head and looked at him with inquiring eyes.

"Look at the jade around his waist. "South wind reminds.

It was not only Zhuge Chanjuan herself who heard Nanfeng's words, Nanfeng said, and everyone turned their eyes to Peiyu on the waist of the person who came at the same time.

Although they all saw the piece of peiyu, not everyone recognized it, only the fat man had an impression of that piece of peiyu, "I seem to have seen it somewhere." ”

"Back then, I fainted to death for many days by skipping the level, and after I woke up, you handed over the piece of jade to me with your own hands. Nanfeng said in a deep voice.

After Nanfeng spoke, the fat man suddenly realized and exclaimed, "I remembered, it's that piece of Yuxian, that person is Han Xin?"

Nanfeng nodded slowly, the peiyu on the waist of the person who came was indeed used by him to seal Han Xinshuang's spirit that day, and the person who came was between the yin soul and the yin thing, which was also consistent with Han Xin's broken temple and his body was not rotten.

Seeing the south wind nodded, everyone once again turned their eyes to the comer, Han Xin this person is a household name, a celebrity through the ages, the only one in history who is a prince and a general, there are many legends about this person, and there are many allusions related to him, the humiliation of the crotch, the unparalleled warriors, the battle against the water, invincible, the Ming Xiu plank road dark Chen Cang, ambush on all sides, the merit of not rewarding, the merit is high and the master, the success of Xiao He and Xiao He, the disaster of the bell room, all these well-known allusions in the world are about this person, and all these allusions are connected, that is, this person has the same scenery, ups and downs of life。

"How old is this person?" Lu Pingchuan asked, it is the dream of many men to pay homage to the marquis, and he is also one of them, and he admires this legendary figure.

They are all called Huazi and have little reading, so no one can answer Lu Pingchuan's question, but some people read a lot, and seeing that no one answered, Yuan Anning said softly, "According to historical records, this person was killed when he was fifty out of thirty. ”

"There is no vanity under the fame, when the true bearing is calm, and the instrument is extraordinary. Lu Pingchuan looked at the person from afar.

"Big brother, are you mistaken, he is our enemy. The fat man frowned and looked at Lu Pingchuan.

Lu Pingchuan nodded.

The fat man looked at Nanfeng again, "Isn't this person a soldier, how can he know martial arts?"

"Before Xu Kun participated in the Heavenly Book, he was just a running buddy in Luzhou City. Nanfeng said casually.

"Who is Xu Kun?" The fat man was puzzled, he didn't care if he didn't care, he had long forgotten about Xu Kun.

Changle explained, "This person is the head of the Iron Sword Sect, and in his early years, he happened to get the Taiyi Mountain Tortoiseshell Heavenly Book, and he practiced a peerless martial arts. ”

When the fat man heard this, he vaguely understood, "Han Xin has also practiced the Book of Heaven?"

Nanfeng nodded, "As early as the Han Dynasty, the tortoise shell of Taiwu Mountain was taken away by him, and the words on the tortoise shell were cast on the bell that sealed him. ”

The fat man doesn't care about this, he cares about victory or defeat, "The Jade Emperor sent him out, are you still sure?"

Nanfeng wanted to say yes, but he didn't want to deceive the fat man, he knew better than anyone how powerful the Book of Heaven was, and Xu Kun had only studied one piece back then, and he became a top master.

Seeing that Nanfeng was silent, the fat man did not continue to ask, raised his hand to stroke his forehead, and stopped making a sound.

Knowing that the fat man was nervous and worried, Yuan Anning said with relief, "Nanfeng talked to the old monk that day, and I was also present, listening to the voice of the old monk, he should be good at martial arts, and he has magical powers, which is comparable to ordinary martial artists." ”

The fat man sighed, "The Jade Emperor sent Han Xin out, and he definitely didn't let him come out to die." ”

Yuan Anning said, "As the saying goes, there is a specialization in art, according to historical records, Han Xin is good at the art of war and strategy, and there is no mention of his martial arts skills, which must not be his strong point." ”

For what Yuan Anning said, Nanfeng does not agree, it is true that there is a specialization in art, but the talent of understanding is more important, as the so-called all-in-one, you can do anything. No, you can't do anything.

But at this time, he would not correct Yuan Anning's statement, and his morale was damaged for no reason.

Baozheng walked very calmly when he played, and when he came to play, he walked very calmly, calm and calm are not the same, calm is not calm, calm is more confident.

In addition, the solemn expression and indifferent eyes also showed that this person had a strong anger and resentment hidden in his heart, with a kind of anger and a desire for bloody battle and killing.

After a while, people came to the field, stood opposite Baozheng, and Chongbao raised his hand, "Han Xin is polite." ”

There was no precedent for those who had fought before, and when he heard Han Xin report his home, Bao Zheng was stunned, he was stunned not because Han Xin reported his name, but because he didn't expect the opponent to be Han Xin.

After a brief period of consternation, Baozheng folded his hands and chanted the Buddha's name, but did not report his name as Han Xin did.

After the salute, the drums sounded.

Bao is a monk, and he is very old, and he is old, and he did not make a move first.

Han Xin didn't take the initiative to make a move, but calmly Chong Baozheng said, "I have something unclear and want to ask the master." ”

Bao Zheng didn't expect the other party to ask him a question, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the northwest tower.

"Don't pay attention to the strategy of attacking the heart. Nanfeng said in a deep voice.

Hearing Nanfeng's words, Bao Zheng retracted his gaze and urged the aura, intending to make a move.

Han Xin didn't raise his guard, just stood calmly and asked lightly, "Master, are you sure what you are doing right at this time?"

Baozheng didn't answer, but he didn't make a move.

Seeing this situation, Nanfeng frowned, something was wrong......