Nine flames, like a lamp, are neatly arranged on the spine of the sword.

"It's ......"

At first glance, Mu Qingshan's eyes almost fell: "Fu Huo? How could it be ......"

In the midst of the fireballs in the sky, even if you accurately find the real talisman, you can even break the fire talisman and gather the origin of the talisman without hurting it in the slightest.

This kind of ability, even he, a person who draws talismans, can't do it.

"Why can't it be?"

Qi Xiang shook his head and said, "Do you know why I broke this fire talisman so easily?" ”

"Why?"

Mu Qingshan asked stupidly.

"Because when you draw the symbols, the structure of the symbols is unstable, and the pen power is very light. Even if the charm is completed, it still leaves a flaw. Qi Xiang said lightly: "As long as you start with the flaws, you will definitely be able to crack it easily." ”

"Flaws?"

Mu Qingshan frowned, naturally not believing it: "Fireball, where did the flaw come from?" ”

"Just because you don't think there is none, it doesn't mean that there really isn't." Qi Xiang pouted: "The kung fu on this talisman is not as good as your swordsmanship." In the future, you should concentrate on practicing your sword, and don't draw any symbols. ”

"Hehe......"

Mu Qingshan sneered: "Are you humiliating me?" ”

"Humiliation?"

Qi Xiang said calmly: "What I said, that's the truth. ”

"Honestly...... Fart! ”

Mu Qingshan was angry and shouted: "Huang Feng, hurry up, shoot together, and kill him!" ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand casually, and a large piece of paper flew like snow.

“…… Amitabha! ”

Monk Huang Feng hesitated, but also felt that Qi Xiang's threat seemed to be greater. At that moment, he came over and stood hand in hand with Mu Qingshan. Join forces to deal with Qi Xiang.

"Are you trying to break your promise?" Qi Xiang asked, his gaze frozen.

“…… I didn't lose again! ”

Mu Qingshan quibbled: "Besides, I didn't say that I want to fight you alone!" ”

"Scoundrel ......"

Qi Xiang was not angry, but he was somewhat unhappy.

"It's not a scoundrel, it's smart."

Mu Qingshan laughed. However, his spiritual power did not relax, and he immediately controlled dozens of talismans, like swallows, shuttling and gliding in the air, and pounced towards Qi Xiang.

"Amitabha, donor be careful......"

In contrast, Monk Huang Feng was quite kind, opened his mouth to remind him, and then took action.

He picked it up. From a string of Buddhist beads hanging from his neck, he took one of them. Then in a Buddha bead, a wave of internal strength was instilled, and then it was hit out through a special technique.

"Whew!"

The beads burst through the air and let out a terrible roar. The strange sound was piercing, as if it pierced people's eardrums, and the beads went up and down, fluttering left and right. It also affects one's judgment.

Beads are fickle and elusive.

Then it will be where the attack is on the body. It is also unknown.

"yes, that's it, well done!"

Mu Qingshan expressed his approval: "Huang Feng, I have knocked him down, I owe you a favor." ”

Monk Huang Feng didn't speak, and his face showed a look of shock.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Qingshan was a little confused. Immediately realized something, quickly looked up, and then was stunned, completely stupid.

I saw that at this time, Qi Xiang's long sword was slightly raised. The nine flames on the spine of the sword jumped into the air like fleas. Small flames, arranged in the air, are scattered.

At the same time, Qi Xiang swung his long sword, like a baton, guiding the nine flames to rotate slowly in the air.

As it rotates, the flames stretch separately and pull out a thin line of fire.

In a moment, the lines of fire connected to each other, forming a mysterious pattern.

"Boom!"

As soon as the pattern is formed, a huge wall of fire emerges in the air.

The fire was raging, up to three meters high and half a meter thick. The golden flames, like the sea, rolled up layers of waves. The flying paper talismans rushed over, like moths to a fire, and there was no return.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......"

A series of explosions emanated through the wall of fire.

A piece of paper charm, without even a chance to use it, was directly destroyed.

“…… Talisman, my talisman! ”

Mu Qingshan screamed in pain, very sad and sad.

Still, he restrained his grief and watched intently. Now, the only hope is the beads that Monk Huang Feng punched out.

"Poof!"

The bead really lived up to expectations, directly penetrated the wall of fire, and continued to run towards Qi Xiang's chest.

However, when passing through the wall of fire, the speed of the beads slowed down significantly. Qi Xiang glanced at it, and with a slight stab from the tip of the sword, the beads immediately broke open, split into two halves, and scattered on the ground.

"Master ......"

"Hit the iron plate on the ......"

At the same time, Mu Qingshan gritted his teeth and turned around and said, "Huang Feng, let's go ......"

"Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood!"

When these words floated down, Mu Qingshan had already swept halfway to the cliff and fled.

Seeing this, Monk Huang Feng also turned around and flew by. However, he had only sprinted for a hundred meters, and he was caught off guard when he saw a ghostly figure blocking his way.

He stopped helplessly, and smiled bitterly: "Donor, why don't you stop him?" ”

"Why are you blocking him? And there is no benefit. ”

Qi Xiang smiled and said, "Master, are you free?" How about going for a drink together? ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Monk Huang Feng put his hands together, and suddenly exploded, and his closed hands, like a machete, directly stopped and slashed at Qi Xiang. The momentum is very fierce, without the slightest mercy.

Knowing how powerful Qi Xiang was, how dare he keep his hand......

"Monks, fight and kill, this is not good!"

Qi Xiang raised his eyebrows, and the long sword slashed lightly. The sword light was shining, and a streamer was sharp.

If Monk Huang Feng didn't hide, then before slashing at Qi Xiang, his two arms would probably be useless.

"Alas......"

Monk Huang Feng was helpless, and at the same time as he withdrew his hand, his body suddenly became short, and his long legs swept across, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, and he took off the plate. When the elephant jumped lightly. His long legs steady, a bow and horse lunge, and a long fist that was ready to shoot out.

"Bang!"

This move condensed the strength of Monk Huang Feng's whole body, and his spirit was highly concentrated, which could be regarded as a super-level performance.

His muscles and bones were in unison. The fist strength is staggered, but it can be rigid or soft, layered and surging. Around his fist, the air seemed to be scattered, forming a vortex that resembled a vacuum.

To the naked eye, the entire space is distorted, as if it has been sunken.

Terrible......

However, this terrible punch. For Qi Xiang, there is no threat. He didn't flicker, just smiled lightly, and threw the sword out of his hand, sticking it against the hard rock next to him.

Immediately, when the fist bombarded, he slowly reached out and grabbed Monk Huang Feng's fist. Firmly grasped in the hand.

In an instant, Monk Huang Feng felt it. His fist seemed to be smashed into a cloud of nothingness.

His huge fist strength was like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing in an instant. A sense of weightlessness and weakness surged into his heart.

Suddenly, Monk Huang Feng's face changed greatly. But if you want to pull your hand again, it's too late. Because at this time, the feeling of emptiness of the fist without strength made him suffocate uncomfortably, as if he was going to vomit blood.

Then. The sequelae appeared, and he felt that his whole body was limp, and he could no longer exert his strength.

"Good boxing."

Qi Xiang praised: "Compared to your junior brother, it is so strong." ”

“…… Thank you for the compliment. ”

Monk Huang Feng smiled bitterly: "However, since he betrayed his master, he is no longer my junior brother." ”

"Okay, don't mention him."

Qi Xiang is as good as a stream: "Let's go, go have a cup of tea." ”

"Uh......"

Huang Feng was stunned, and then found himself flying up.

Before he could react, Qi Xiang had already grabbed his shoulder, swept over, and directly climbed over the cliff, running all the way back to the city.

Ten minutes later, the two were back on the edge of the city.

Qi Xiang didn't want to attract attention, so he naturally stopped slowly. hailed a taxi, pulled Monk Huang Feng's arm, and got into the car with him.

"Master, trouble Phoenix Street ......"

Qi Xiang reported the address, smiling, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

In contrast, Monk Huang Feng was a little depressed. However, as a prisoner, he was still very obedient and didn't make any small moves. Or rather, he is now ...... Plans to escape have been abandoned.

There is no way, those who know the times are Junjie. Facing a master like Qi Xiang, he knew that he couldn't escape. Instead of wasting his strength, it is better to think about what questions Qi Xiang will ask him in a while, and how he should answer......

Monk Huang Feng suddenly felt a headache.

"Master, don't be so reserved."

Qi Xiang said with relief: "Meeting is fate, although I am dedicated to the Tao, but for Buddhism, I am not excluded." Last year, I also went to Putuo Mountain to worship Guanyin. ”

"Huh!"

Monk Huang Feng could only smile bitterly.

"The most important thing is to be happy. Since you can't resist, it's better to enjoy it. ”

Qi Xiang continued to persuade: "If it really doesn't work, just cooperate more...... Perhaps, if you look at this from a different angle, maybe there will be new discoveries, but it may not be a bad thing......"

Monk Huang Feng was submissive, secretly rolling his eyes. This is obviously cheap, and it is good.

However, this is the prerogative of the victor, and he has nothing to do.

As Qi Xiang said, since you can't fight, then go along with it. Feng Shui takes turns, and if you have a useful body, you may have a chance to turn the tables......

Monk Huang Feng comforted himself, and then said: "Senior, what do you want to know, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it. If I knew, I would know everything. ”

"No hurry, no hurry......"

Qi Xiang smiled and said, "Drink tea, go and drink tea first." ”

Soon after, the two arrived at Phoenix Street, where there was a teahouse and business was good.

Qi Xiang was upstairs, asked for a private room, ordered a pot of Biluochun, and asked for two or three plates of pastries, and then sent the waiter away. He personally held the pot and poured a cup of tea for Monk Huang Feng.

"Please ......"

Qi Xiang smiled and gestured: "Taste, what is it like." ”

"Thank you, senior."

Huang Feng raised his glass and took a sip of hot tea, but he was a little unsure of Qi Xiang's routine, what kind of rhythm is this?

"The ancients were exquisite, and the tea was Zen!" Qi Xiang was also drinking tea, and said slowly: "I don't know, if you drink too much tea, can you comprehend the Buddha's principles?" ”

"Yes!"

Huang Feng nodded affirmatively, denying this is to deny the sages. He couldn't do that.

"After drinking too much tea and realizing the Buddha's principles, can you cultivate the Buddha body?" (To be continued......)