The raindrops on the leaves wash away the dust, making the already green leaves more moist, and the edge of these leaves brings a trace of fluorescence to the moment the lightning pierces the night sky, like jasper, shimmering with a swaying green.

Occasionally, a gust of wind blows, and thousands of green leaves sway, making a gurgling sound, as if countless applause is roaring, and the most heartfelt sigh is made for this seemingly grasshopper shaking the tree.

Li Fan raised his head and squinted at the top of the winding mountain road, Zhishun sat in the middle of the mountain gate and let the heavy rain wash over his body.

Suddenly, his heart swelled with infinite fighting spirit and courage, if Zhishun is a giant, he is like Don Quixote riding a little donkey with a broken spear and charging, this is not a madman or a fool, but an attitude, a kind of uncompromising, even if you know that the final result is a halberd, you must have the courage to show your sword.

The rain flowed down his cheeks and neck into his body, gathering little by little, and finally turning into a small stream of water that fell down his fingertips. The corners of Li Fan's mouth suddenly curved upward, and a mocking smile actually appeared on his delicate face.

Suddenly, he whispered: "Set the storm!" On March 7, it rained in Shahu Road. The rain gear went first, and the peers were embarrassed, and the rest of the people didn't realize it, and it was already sunny, so it was this word. ”

Li Fan's knees bent down little by little, like a spring slowly contracting, waiting for a rebound after compressing to the extreme.

"Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why don't you groan and walk slowly."

The stagnant water under his feet suddenly shook, and the water splashed out of the water, but dissolved in the water like a bird entering the forest. When the bean-sized raindrops fell on the top of Li Fan's head, they seemed to be attracted by some invisible aura, forming a rain cloth around him.

"Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses! Who is afraid!"

The spring was finally compressed to its limit, and in an instant it exploded with all its power.

The rain cloth around Li Fan dispersed outward with a "boom", and the stagnant water under his feet also turned into thousands of droplets splashing out, and the surrounding rain curtains were actually blown apart under the action of the air current, forming a rainless clearing.

The feet slammed on the ground, and the whole person rushed up along the mountain road like an arrow from the string, because of the turbulent air flow around him, the rain actually chased behind him like a water dragon.

The black daqi fluttered behind him, and his sharp eyes were firmly fixed on Zhishun and Chen Jisheng, who were standing in the mountain gate.

Looking at Li Fan who was bringing up the water waves all the way up on the road, Chen Jisheng couldn't help but take a few steps back and sit on the ground, he had seen Zhishun perform some spells before, but who knew that Li Fan's running would bring such a big momentum in the rainstorm. What's more, he felt a chill from the bottom of his heart, like thousands of thin needles piercing his body.

He knew what it was, it was killing intent.

In a short period of time, Li Fan had already rushed to the bottom of the mountain gate, his feet were forced, and the whole person rose into the air, and the water behind him rushed into the sky with him. Blue light flashed, and the small wooden sword appeared in his hand with a low cry of excitement.

Li Fan raised his sword above his head and shouted: "Chen Jisheng! Death! ”

The small wooden sword crossed a graceful arc, and a blue air blade like a crescent moon came out of the sword, shooting quickly towards Chen Jisheng, who was sitting on the ground in the mountain gate.

Zhishun quietly turned the Buddha bead in his hand, and only when the qi blade was close to him did he put down his hand and push it away: "My Buddha is merciful!" ”

The hand was dry and rough, plain, but when it slapped on the air blade, it was like a soft balloon, and it was scattered without a sound. Chen Jisheng got up in shock.

"Huhu" Chen Jisheng gasped heavily, the approach of the qi blade just now made him feel death very really, and he ran behind Zhishun and even his head was tightly behind.

After feeling safe, he shouted at Li Fan: "You are going to die and you have to pull me on my back, are you annoyed?"

How much do you want? I'll give you, ten million? Million? I'll give you 100 million, don't trouble me, hurry up and find a good place to bury yourself! ”

Zhishun shook his robe slightly, and Chen Jisheng only felt that he was pushed out by an invisible force, and flew directly into the Daxiong Hall behind.

"Amitabha Buddha donor, you are really here."

"Why don't you come?"

"Donor, you don't have much time, why do you do something meaningless in your limited time?"

"Meaningless?" Li Fan smiled, "If I say that killing Chen Jisheng's ghost spell can be solved, do you say it makes sense or not?" ”

Zhishun was silent for a while: "The ants are still greedy for life, but the donor's behavior is meaningful, but unfortunately the old man will not let you kill the Chen donor, so the donor still has to die."

I don't kill Boren, but Boren dies because of it, and after the donor goes, the old man will pray for the donor and recite the sutra to wash my heart of guilt."

"Great monk, in fact, no matter whether I can solve my ghost spell or not, I will still come, I used to think that my ideal is to engage in software, to make the best Chinese compilation in the world, heroes and heroes are just unrealistic fantasies when I was a child.

But in the last few days of my life, I realized that my dream has always been to be a hero," Li Fan's face actually showed a childlike smile, which was the heartfelt comfort brought by the liberation of the soul.

"I don't become a hero because of the admiration and admiration of others, but I want to be a hero!"

Before Li Fan's words, Zhishun found that his Buddhist principles and clever words could not answer, so he could only be speechless, folded his hands and read softly: "If I hear it, for a while, the Buddha is in the raft city, and the Buddha is in the house." and the great bhikkhus, one thousand two hundred and fifty people. All of them are great arhats without leakage. Abbot of the Buddha"

As Zhishun continued to chant the scriptures, golden Sanskrit flashed on the walls of the Hongfa Temple, and a golden light curtain surrounded Li Fan.

"The donor's obsession is too deep, but I can't resolve the donor's obsession, this light curtain can trap the donor but not hurt his life, the rest of the time will accompany the donor, hoping to use Buddhism to influence the donor's compassion."

"Compassion? Although I don't know why you want to shield Chen Jisheng, I know that what you did was not compassion, but naked sin, and I really wonder where you got so much merit! If all of you Buddhism are like you, then Buddhism and the Putian system constitute the biggest shady! ”

Li Fan slowly raised his fist, "In front of this deep and bottomless black curtain, if even heroes and heroes don't stand up, who else will stand up!" ”

Punched out: "Don't think you can stop me with a little light, take it!" Judgment from the people!

Socialist Iron Fist! ”

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I originally wanted to write some fight scenes.,But it's too big to think about it.,The old monk can be the protagonist in an instant.,So let's just hit the mouth cannon.,It's not a bug about the old monk's merits or others.,It's a pit.,I'll write about it later.