The cyan figure was led back by Hui Jiao and retreated two feet away, before he stopped, Hui Jiao had already recovered from the shock, and he smiled with relief: "Ciyuan, your cultivation has progressed so fast, I'm afraid only Venerable Jiaye can compete with you." ”

"Master has won the prize. The disciple was originally preaching in a village in the east, as if he had seen someone here using the Buddha's light to shine through?"

As soon as this man spoke, Wang Mei's body stiffened—and sure enough, he still came. She looked at the master and apprentice who were talking calmly a few feet in front of her, and somehow, anger ignited in her heart.

"Exactly, it's just that the layman who asked for help has fallen. It's also a step late for the teacher. Hearing Xiao Boyuan's question, Hui Jiao lowered his eyes with a little regret and recited the Buddha's name.

"So what are you doing?" Since there is no hope of saving people, why are you still fighting with this person......? Xiao Boyuan looked at the blood stains on the corner of Hui Jiao's mouth, and became more and more sure of the other party's motives. He turned his head impulsively, but when he saw the person standing in front of him, he paused to cast a spell.

“…… Ah Mei?" Xiao Boyuan looked at the woman in men's clothes in front of him with a pair of phoenix eyes, but even if the other party hid all his facial expressions behind the hat, he still recognized her! The woman who made him almost lose his cultivation in one fell swoop! Five years, she has really grown much taller as he expected, I don't know, has her temperament also changed?

Seeing Xiao Boyuan recognize himself at a glance, Wang Mei choked up a little for a while, in the past five years of separation, each other has grown, but the familiarity with each other still makes the two sides recognize each other in one face. However, what Shi Junbai said to himself five years ago rang in his ears again:

"Ciyuan has returned to the temple to cultivate. ”

"Ciyuan is already a senior disciple of my Fahua Temple. ”

"Do not disturb him with any mundane things. ”

Hehe...... Ordinary things! It turns out that the exterminated Manchu people, in the eyes of these Buddhist cultivators, are nothing more than mundane things! Wang Mei didn't think that Xiao Boyuan might not have been completely unaware, nor did he not know that a cultivator could retreat for ten years, and he probably didn't pay attention to it at all when the regime changed five years ago.

However, she looked at the culprit who killed the two clans with full of concern, and the fire in Wang Mei's heart started to burn the prairie more and more, and she found that she actually felt very sorry for this man who didn't know the inside story, very angry with the man in front of him, and very hated the Buddha represented behind him!

These thousands of emotions are just turned into a mediocre sentence in the end:

"Ciyuan Daoyou. Are you going to stop me from taking away this lame ** soul that has destroyed my door?!"

In just one sentence, she connected all the causes and consequences, and the amount of information was not small. Xiao Boyuan thought about it according to what Wang Mei said, and understood that he had misunderstood Wang Mei's harm to Hui Jiao before. felt a little sorry in his heart, but when he heard Wang Mei say that he was wiped out, and heard the word lame, Xiao Boyuan was stunned for a moment.

In the past five years, he was forced to retreat by the elders of the sect, and he did not even participate in several large-scale temple projects, so naturally he could not know what happened in the mortal world in the past five years.

Wang Mei guessed a little correctly, Xiao Boyuan really didn't know about Xiahou Jing's rebellion, and he didn't know who the supporters behind this rebellion were, he looked at Wang Mei who was obviously angry on the other side, and then looked at Hui Jiao, who closed his eyes and recited the Buddha behind him, the master he worshipped at the beginning.

"Ah Mei, you ...... Langya Wang's ......

"I'm the only one left. As soon as Wang Mei's words fell, she saw that Xiao Boyuan's face was full of pain, this pain was not a disguise, she could see the distress in Xiao Boyuan's eyes, maybe...... Ah Yuan really doesn't know anything......

"You Xiao Clan ......"

"Amitabha!"

Before Wang Mei's words were finished, he was interrupted by Hui Jiao behind Xiao Boyuan, and then he heard Hui Jiao say: "Your Xiao family has a family, and now there is a Xiao Ping one, but Liang Chaoqi has been exhausted, and in another five years, it will be replaced by another person." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Boyuan was like being struck by lightning, he turned his head blankly, and looked at Zen Master Huijiao with an indifferent face, he knew that what his master said must have been a certainty. However, he is not stupid, the master can say this with certainty, and their Ka Ye Buddha Sect must have contributed a lot behind it, but the Xiao family is his kin!!

Sure enough, Wang Mei's next sentence confirmed his guess: "Hehe, yes, a definite number! This definite number is that your Buddha Sect is behind you, using this dog thief to end the life of Emperor Wu, and then slaughtering my Wuyi Lane, and even deposing the prince several times, and bullying my Shi clan Ding Buwang!"

Wang Mei pointed with his hand, Xiao Boyuan looked along, and saw Xiahou Jing lying on the ground and staring. It was the first time he had ever looked seriously at the man lying on the ground.

"Xiahou Jing!" Although he knew that Wang Mei had always called him lame, but seeing the other party's corpse at this time, Xiao Boyuan was still shocked in his heart, he turned his head to look at Hui Jiao, and almost said with sadness: "Master, this is not true." ”

"Ciyuan, since you have entered my Buddhism, you should no longer have illusions and attachments to the world. Now, don't you understand what you mean to me, to Venerable Kasya, and to my Buddha?" Hui Jiao looked at Xiao Boyuan with a pair of eyes that were insightful of the world, and he couldn't help but think of a possibility:

"Master, is it ...... It won't!"

"Yes, you are the Buddha recognized by my Ka Ye Buddha Sect, how can you have too much concern in Hongchen?" Although he couldn't bear to see Xiao Boyuan's face deeply shocked, Hui Jiao still said this thoroughly at one time, he raised his head and looked at Wang Mei again, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"It turned out to be the king benefactor, after a long time, the poor monk didn't even recognize the donor, it's really rude!" he said rudeness, but his hand was not idle, and as soon as the wand was extended, he went straight to Wang Mei over Xiao Boyuan, who was out of control.

Although Wang Mei was surprised by the real reason that Hui Jiao had just said, he did not completely lose his vigilance against Hui Jiao, and at this time, seeing him flying forward, Wang Mei did not hesitate to urge Zhong Qi again, and at the same time, the light in his hand flashed, and the Kunwu sword was held in her hand.

Hui Jiao's coming was ferocious, Wang Mei went up against the wind, Kunwu Sword and Fu Wand quickly fought together, and the sound of Zhong Qi behind him played the song "No Clothes" again at this time, but without Wang Mei's singing and harmony, the attack power of this song was weaker, and he could only pray for the harassing effect of the sound attack.

But that's enough.

Hui Jiao was trapped in a step five years ago, and this step is not so easy to cross if there is no adventure. And Wang Mei's strength in the past five years can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds, and the three souls of the fetal light and soul have been greatly improved, just because the six desires of the cool spirit have not been fully understood, which prevented her from being promoted to Jindan.

However, in terms of the strength of divine consciousness, and even the purity of yin and yang qi in the body, it has far surpassed that of Hui Jiao. Now, Hui Jiao has not made much progress in five years, and now he is injured again, and he will soon fall into the wind. The exchange of weapons lasted only for less than half a pillar of incense, and Hui Jiao was slapped away by Wang Mei's sword.

However, when he landed, the blood had already stained the white monk's robe, Xiao Boyuan subconsciously caught Hui Jiao's body, Hui Jiao glanced at Xiao Boyuan with relief, did not leave a word, and died in his arms.