Feeling the surging sword intent above the mountains and forests of the gorge and the sea of clouds thousands of miles away, the eyes of the Nine Emperors of the Sword Maniac River showed excitement, and a look of remembrance appeared on their faces.

On the top of an ethereal mountain peak, an old man in a tattered white robe sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the white light floating in front of him, and suddenly emitted a brilliant blue light, and his eyes also showed a look of amazement, but he saw the old tears on his face.

The two of them said in a trembling voice

"Martial arts idiot old friend!"

Mu Qingyi, who was staring at the stone table chessboard on Hanmei Mountain, also raised his head suddenly, his fingers were calculated, and then his face was moved, his eyes could not hide his excitement, and he said in a surging mood: "Finally accept luck!"

Over the gorge and forest

A golden light rose to the sky, and a sword met fiercely in the white mang covered in the phantom of the ice crystal phoenix.

"Boom" In an instant, the blind monk unintentionally handed out the seventy-seven forty-nine fist heavenly sound wave, and Xiao Jiange also handed out the strongest sword since now.

With a shocking explosion, the void within a radius of thousands of miles was trembling, and the entire space was distorted, and the true qi, fist intent, and sword intent, the three were entangled into one, and suddenly turned into a brilliant one.

"Boom, boom, boom" The two collided, like a meteor falling to the ground, bringing a burst of shocking sounds between heaven and earth, the sword shadow fist prints were staggered, and the blind monk Wuxin and Xiao Jiange suddenly intersected hundreds of fist prints and sword lights.

"Boom" The two of them turned into meteors and fell to the ground, and suddenly the entire gorge and mountain forest trembled, shocking the warriors and demon beasts within a radius of thousands of miles, and the powerful aura spread, so that the warriors and demon beasts did not dare to approach the gorge mountains and forests, it is hard to imagine that this is the power caused by the battle between a Divine Concentration Realm Triple Heaven and a Concentration Realm Dual Heaven, such a power is difficult to resist even if the Divine Concentration Realm Quadlayer Heaven cultivator is afraid.

In the middle of the gorge mountain forest, a large pit with a radius of thousands of miles suddenly formed, the sword intent and fist intent in the pit are intertwined vertically and horizontally, bringing gusts of wind to sweep around, and the gravel and grass floating in the sky float in the air, slowly surrounding the top of the big pit.

The faint moonlight sprinkled down, illuminating the desolation of this mountain wilderness forest.

I saw a monk in a gold-patterned red robe sitting cross-legged on the ground of the pit, and a figure in a mink coat stood opposite him, his shoulders fluttering in the wind, and their robes and mink were broken.

The blind monk sat cross-legged on the ground unintentionally, the moonlight sprinkled and reflected his appearance, covered in blood, with countless sword wounds on his body, all of which were blurred with flesh and blood, the string of Buddhist beads scattered all over the ground, and the gold-patterned red robe was all broken, only to see his bare and scarred upper body sitting cross-legged, his hands folded in front of his chest, and the wind around him surged, blowing the blindfolded red cloth belt in front of him.

Xiao Jiange also looked embarrassed, his face was as pale as paper, his white hair was stained with blood, his mink coat was broken, and the rupture was bare and scarlet, and the blood was dripping, slowly flowing down, and the two swords were inserted into the surrounding ground, and the sword body trembled, only to see Xiao Jiange holding a crystal clear white guqin standing in the wind, the strings were stained with blood, and Xiao Jiange's hands were also trembling, and his ten fingers were full of wounds, spilling blood.

His eyes trembled and he looked at the monk sitting cross-legged in front of him, the previous stroke collided, and he was unintentionally shot down by the blind monk on the spot with Bai Yuqin, he understood that if it was not for the blessing of the magic weapon Bai Yuqin in the end, it was he who was defeated, which showed the terrifying power of the peak of bone shaping, Xiao Jiange had to marvel at the merry figure who ranked eighth on the merry list.

At this moment, the blind monk Wuxin is already dying, and he has no strength to fight again, if Xiao Jiange wants to take his head, he only needs to pluck Bai Yuqin again, but he is not in a hurry to collect the blind monk's heartless head, but instead swayed to the blind monk Wuxin's body and also crossed his knees, and Bai Yuqin is placed on his lap.

"Donor, why don't you do it?" the blind monk asked slowly, his hands folded in front of his chest, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"I want to see if you have anything else to say so that you can get what you want. Xiao Jiange said in a trembling voice, his lips were white, and he was also seriously injured.

"In this case, the poor monk has a wish to be able to talk to the donor about the Buddha before he dies. The blind monk said slowly. Fish fish

"Although I don't understand Buddhism, I have my own opinions, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it. Xiao Jiange said slowly, respect the opponent, and send him on the road as his will, just as the blind monk has no intention of not returning to the wild goose, and is willing to fulfill the broken bridge of the wild goose without returning to sacrifice his life for righteousness rather than chasing and killing Xiao Jiange.

"Hmm, since death is on the verge of death, is the donor willing to hear the story of the poor monk?" The blind monk had no intention of looking up at the moon, although the red cloth covered his face, Xiao Jiange could still feel that there seemed to be a gentle gaze under his red cloth.

"I want to hear the details" Xiao Jian sang, the blind monk has no intention of fighting again, life and death have been controlled by himself, and he can't help but be interested at the moment.

"This has to start with the poor monk's gain," the blind monk unintentionally fell into a long memory on his face.

In the past, there is a temple in the Central Plains, called Wuxiang Temple, a hundred years ago out of a high monk, in the two battles with the demons contributed a lot, the high monk burned his body after his death and burned out the relics, the bone is a golden body, is worshiped by the world, read as a Buddha.

With the same name as Wuxiang Temple, there was also a force called Desireless Heaven that was powerful at that time, both of which were second-rate forces in a great heavenly city.

The people of the Desireless Heaven are all lustful people, and the Desireless Heaven covets the golden body of the living Buddha of the Wuxiang Temple, and the young master of the Desireless Heaven humiliates the beloved of the monk under the Wuxiang Temple and threatens to exchange it for a golden body.

The eminent monk was the most outstanding disciple of the Wuxiang Temple today, and he had no choice but to plead with the elders, asking the elders to come forward and exchange his golden body for his lover.

But how could the dignified Wuxiang Temple hand over the golden body of the living Buddha because of a woman, and give the high monk a crime on the spot, not only the heart is red and dusty, it is difficult to attain the Tao, and he wants to expel him from the temple.

"It's wrong for me to break the vows, but the Buddha said that all beings are equal, why do all the eminent monks act like this because they don't want to be infected with cause and effect" The blind monk unintentionally showed a sad face.

Xiao Jiange fell into deep thought, "What about after that?" Xiao Jiange couldn't help but ask.

Later, the monk was resentful, went to the extreme, slaughtered the door of the Wuxiang Temple, stole the golden body into the body, and achieved the supreme golden body to rescue the woman from the heavens.

Xiao Jiange not only felt a throbbing heart when he heard this, but his eyes were shocked.

"I thought I deserved to be perfect, but I didn't expect that after rescuing her, she knelt down in front of the body of the masters, confessed to the Buddha statue, and asked me to dig up the bones and return the golden body, I didn't want to. The blind monk said slowly, his voice was desolate and sad.

"On that day, she killed herself in front of the Buddha statue" The blind monk showed sadness on his face, and his expression was full of incomprehension.

"Why? Why did she do this, I didn't hesitate to slaughter the common people to save her for the sake of her enchantment, am I wrong?" the blind monk looked confused.

"Do you know? On that day, someone gave me a secret book and said that after slaughtering all the doors of the Wuxiang Temple, and casting a golden body with the blood of a hundred monks, I can save her, am I wrong to kill a hundred people and replace one person? The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and she is also everyone," the blind monk said to himself in confusion.

"What do you think, when you kill a hundred people to save one person or abandon one person and save a hundred, what choice will you make?" the blind monk asked slowly as he looked at Xiao Jiange.

Xiao Jiange couldn't help but look shocked, and his eyes fell into contemplation.

He couldn't help but empathize, if Tang Fengqing was the woman and he was the monk, how should he choose, how should he choose?