The old monk who was so smoky that everyone's faces were like earth and unaware of the stench that he didn't see the others, stared at Li An with his palms together and said, "Senior, don't come unharmed?"

Li An thought that this old monk was crazy, and he knew that he was a good boy, how could he still become his predecessor?

He wanted to speak, but he suddenly thought in his heart that he was the eldest son of Li in Qianlong County, but there were many people who called him the little master, and it was all some local powerful children who offended and collided with Li An, and he was taken to the prison to eat swill for two days after being re-released by his father Li, and when he saw him in the future, he always had to retreat, as if he had seen a bad wolf, tiger and leopard, if he really couldn't avoid those who had to be called this Li Dagongzi a little master, and then he kicked him blindly......

Presumably, this monk was among the people who offended him back then, but he didn't look like the previous ones, so he kept his eyes on it and said, "Harmony...... Master, did we know each other before?"

The old monk said: "I know, but the seniors were still young at that time...... Naturally, I don't remember ......."

This is not only Li An, but everyone who listened to the words of this crazy demon-like sour old monk was puzzled, what the hell is this old monk playing? Isn't it a bad brain to call this young man who is less than the age of the weak crown a senior, and to say some crazy things that are not boundary? But none of the people did anything, because they all noticed that this old monk was more difficult to deal with than the blue-faced fanged monster before, and they didn't know whether it was friend or foe, but he should be a friend when he called Li An.

The old monk's clear eyes suddenly became sharp, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Li An's heart, and at this moment, Zhong Wenzhou's fingertips slashed on his waist, and a cold light popped out instantly like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

The soft sword that tied his waist instantly arrived in the hands of the old monk, the old monk glanced at it obliquely, and then gently waved the left half of the sleeve that had been broken into tassels, Zhong Wenzhou's sword had already used all his cultivation strength, and was directly deflected by this light floating sleeve, and the fierce sword qi scratched a deep trace of the luxurious wooden pillars worth thousands of gold around him.

The moon in Du Hanxing's hand, which had not yet been put away, swirled around his arm, and the cold sword slashed directly at the old monk, at the same time, Lan Qian waved his hand, and the cold light was at the same time, hundreds of phantoms flashing with black light, wearing the momentum of ten thousand horses galloping towards the old monk, and the two of them were not far from each other who reacted, so they could be regarded as making moves at the same time.

The old monk was like an invisible wall around him, the moves of the three of them were slightly stagnant at the same time, and at the same time the old monk's moves also stopped, Li An, who originally felt that his body seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, in this moment, one turned around and escaped, he hurriedly ran out of the door, seeing that there were still a few steps to the door, and was about to reach out to open the door, only to feel that his whole body was fluttering, and then he looked at it, he actually floated up in the air, the old monk suddenly put his palms together, his eyes closed slightly, as if he muttered to himself:" Good, good, why do donors step into right and wrong?"

They raised their left foot slightly, and everyone only felt that the old monk seemed to have turned into a mountain to press on everyone, only to hear a violent break from the old monk's surroundings, and everyone was bounced away by the old monk's aura from all around, and the old monk said in his heart: "It seems that this is not as important as imagined......

I don't know why he was in a good mood at this time, and a faint smile appeared on his face like a long drought and nectar, and he even had countless imaginations when he came, and the luck of heaven and earth would be returned to all beings, and then all beings would be equal......

He has cultivated for so many years, in fact, he has already reached the peak of his own cultivation, but he is just hesitant whether to step into this huge river and lake, because after being infected with the clouds and smoke of the world, he naturally has no possibility of cultivating to the Nirvana realm like his master, the monk Dazhi, but today he finally decided to stop this calamity, why not let go of the solitary self to achieve sentient beings?

Think back to the time when I read the scriptures on the Buddha cutting meat and feeding the eagle......

Becoming a demon is only to cross people, sacrificing oneself to achieve a big self, what if you fall into the hell of a nose?

He raised his hand, and the subsequent bloody rain and bloody wind were helpless to dissipate with this palm!

He suddenly volleyed up in the air, and waved a palm at Li An, the air around him seemed to be stagnant for half a moment, Li An only felt a sharp pain in the flesh and bones of his body, his eyes lit up, and the white-clothed figure that he often saw in his dreams in the past two days was still standing in front of the pavilion like a lion sculpture, looking at the white vast river covered with snow and not knowing how many feet thick.

Li An looked at the man: "Senior, am I dead?"

He thought that this person was the legendary immortal who took people to the heavens, because this person really gave people a feeling of being like nothing, illusory and dreamy.

The man in white sighed helplessly and said, "You won't die...... How can you die as this monument that breaks through the shackles?"

Li An was convinced of what people said, although he didn't know what he had to do with his mother, and why he didn't say a word about himself, since the first time Li An saw this person in a dream, he always felt that this person seemed to be acquainted, but unfortunately he couldn't remember where he had seen such a white-clothed character after all.

The man said, "Go back, there will be countless undercurrents surging in the future......