Abbot Huineng led the team, and took several Tianzi disciples such as Tianwu and Tianming, as well as two third-generation disciples of Colorless and Wuxiang, to go down the mountain together.

Descending to the foot of the mountain, Zhou Xiaojiang untied the reins and asked Huineng to get on the horse.

Huineng smiled and waved his hand: "The old man is still moving his legs." ”

Zhou Xiaojiang was still a little hesitant, but he saw that Huineng had already taken a step and ran eastward with light skills.

The old abbot's beard was already gray, his face was old, and his back was slightly bent, and when he didn't move, he was like an old man half-cut into the earth. As he used his technique, in a few breaths, he had already rushed far away.

With a clear cry from Wuxiang: "Let's go!" Zhou Xiaojiang woke up like a dream, turned over on the horse, and chased after the horse.

Zhou Xiaojiang originally wanted to give up the horse to the old abbot, and he relied on his legs to hurry. He believed that his martial arts were not as good as the monks, but his light skills were the best among his peers, and he thought that he should be able to keep up with the footsteps of the monks. But after the monks exerted their strength, Zhou Xiaojiang realized that his cultivation was still too far behind.

Huineng is over eighty years old, and his steps are relaxed and freehand, like a leisurely stroll. The rest of the monks kicked under their feet, and then they took two or three feet away, and the steps seemed to be unremarkable, but they were extremely fast.

Zhou Xiaojiang measured himself, if he dismounted and accompanied him, he was afraid that the speed of everyone's march would be at least slowed down by himself.

When Zhou Xiaojiang arrived in Shaolin, it was already about a moment in the morning. After descending the mountain, although the monks traveled quickly, but when it came to night, they only walked half the way, so they had to find a broken temple halfway to spend the night.

Everyone looked for some firewood near the left, lit a bonfire in the temple, and asked about Zhou Xiaojiang's various conditions after leaving the school.

After Zhou Xiaojiang left the division, he returned to Zhongdu with Xiao Baili and a few others, and served in the army until this time, five or six years have passed. He chose the most important details of the past five or six years, and this said it in the middle of the night.

Wan Yankang ascended the throne as the emperor a few months ago, and Huineng and other monks already knew about it, but the reason for it was not known until this day.

After hearing about Yan Kang's various innovations after he ascended the throne, especially the measures such as avoiding kneeling and limiting imperial power, the monks were also surprised, and Huineng asked two questions from time to time.

After Zhou Xiaojiang finished speaking, Huineng stroked his palms and smiled: "Don't worry about this child, the old man really didn't look away, okay!" Good! Good! ”

After speaking, Huineng closed his eyes, stopped speaking, and began to meditate.

All the monks also shut down and sat around the fire, meditating to restore their internal strength.

When the sky was light, everyone went on the road again, and rushed to the barracks at the right moment, and Xiao Baili greeted him at the gate of the camp early.

In Kaifeng Mansion not far away, there was an earth-shattering shout of killing, and Zhou Xiaojiang asked softly, "What's the matter?" ”

Xiao Baili smiled bitterly: "General Wu has attacked the city." ”

Although most of the officers resisted the order to slaughter the city, Wu Feixiong felt that it was not good to kill Lin Feifeng, which led to the situation, so he took the initiative to lead his headquarters to take the lead in attacking the city.

Wu Shiman saw that Wu Feixiong was on in person, so he had to send a large army to assist in the siege.

Zhou Xiaojiang looked up at the direction of the battlefield, sighed and said, "In this weather, I'm afraid that our army will suffer too many casualties." At this time, there was goose feather snow in the sky, which reminded him of the situation in the winter of last year, when Temujin led a large army to besiege the city of White Horse.

Xiao Baili shook his head helplessly: "The marshal has already given an order, we have to obey the order, I just hope that the abbot and a few uncles and ancestors can persuade the marshal." ”

"Amitabha!" Huineng pronounced a Buddha horn.

Outside the tent, Dalata asked Yan Kang to say that there were several monks outside the tent who asked to see him, and there were only two words to reply to him: "No!" ”

When Tianwu heard this, he couldn't help but be angry, and he wanted to rush in and clean up this unfilial disciple.

Seeing this, Dalata immediately became vigilant and ordered the monks to surround them, unsheath their swords and spears, and wait for them.

Zhou Xiaojiang and Xiao Baili respect the monks as teachers, Dalata doesn't know these big monks, if the monks dare to have them

Half a point is not conducive to Yan Kang's move, and he will be desperate to stop it.

Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly became tense, Hui Neng took a diagonal step, blocked Tianwu behind him, and put his palms together and said: "This general, my apprentice is your family's handsome teacher, if there is something too radical in your words, I hope you Haihan." ”

Dalata saw that Hui Neng's hair was white, and he looked like a monk, and he heard that Tianwu was Wan Yankang's master, so he put the scimitar in his hand back into the sheath: "Master, where the duty is, forgive me!" ”

Huineng nodded, took out a porcelain vase from his arms, and said to Tianqing: "You take a big pill, and go to treat Juehuai's injuries first." ”

Tianqing took the order, led by Zhou Xiaojiang, and rushed to treat Luo Hanhuai.

Huineng said to Tianwu and Tianming again: "You come here." After speaking, he took the two of them to the side, whispered an explanation, and then returned to the original place.

After the explanation, Huineng said to Dalata again: "General, the old man wants to enter and talk to your family, and I hope you will be accommodating." ”

Dalata shook his head again and again, insisting that no one was allowed to enter without Yan Kang's life.

Huineng untied his clothes, signaled that he had no hidden sharp weapons on his body, and then said: "Your handsome man has already gotten into the devil, if there is no old man to explain, I am afraid that the consequences will be worrying." If you are truly Lord, you should be able to change things. ”

Hearing this, Dalata saw Huineng's appearance of seventy and eighty, and hesitated slightly before saying, "You can only go in alone." ”

Huineng nodded: "Amitabha, thank you General." ”

Dalata was still a little worried, so he personally searched Huineng and found that there was really nothing else on the old monk, so he let him in.

Seeing Hui Neng slowly walking towards the handsome tent, Tianwu and Tianming both showed a little sadness on their faces.

Huineng lifted the curtain and entered the account, and the first thing to live in was Wan Yankang's pair of red eyes.

"Idiot, don't wake up yet!" Hui Neng carries the Zen sound and drinks it as a head.

Wan Yankang trembled, slowly stood up, and roared in a low voice: "Get out... Go out... Go! ”

Hui Neng looked at Yan Kang's eyes and movements, and knew that he was on the verge of going mad, and was trying his best to control his killing intent.

He took a deep breath and took a slow step forward.

Wan Yankang couldn't hold back the killing intent in his heart anymore, let out a low roar, and his right fist slammed out.

Huineng proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! Then he slowly took out his left palm and touched it a foot in front of his chest, which was able to block Yan Kanglai's punch.

Wan Yankang's right fist was blocked, and then his left fist blasted out quickly.

Huineng shouted another Buddha horn, and his right palm was also against his chest, blocking Yan Kang's second punch.

Wan Yankang's two fists were blocked, and after the fists were withdrawn, they kept blasting out with all their might.

When Yan Kang punched, he roared again and again, like a beast.

When Huineng resisted, he kept preaching the Buddha's name, showing the model of a generation of monks.

As the fists and palms intersected, under the impact of the residual energy, the handsome tent shook a little.

Dalata was shocked when he saw this, and he ordered it to be entered into the account.

Tianwuqing shouted: "Offended!" Then, with a movement of his body, he restrained Dalata on the spot, and then blocked it in front of the curtain.

A group of tent guards drew their swords and guns in unison.

Xiao Baili hurriedly stopped everyone's movement and asked Xiang Tianwu, "Uncle Shi, what's wrong?" ”

Tianwu said in a deep voice: "The abbot is at a critical juncture to treat your family's handsome, and no one is allowed to disturb it." ”

Xiao Baili listened to the sound of fists and palms intersecting from the tent, looked at the shaking handsome tent, and said quite worriedly: "Uncle Shi, what is the abbot doing inside?" ”

"Don't worry about it, your family is handsome, and sooner or later you will be safe and sound."

Although he was puzzled, Xiao Baili knew that the abbot was not harmless, so he had to nod his head and signal the soldiers to be calm. He was second only to Wu Shiman in the middle of the army, and since he had given the order at this moment, everyone had to obey it.

Huineng

Since childhood, he has practiced Shaolin internal strength, and has more than one Jiazi's cultivation, and in terms of internal strength alone, it is better than Wanyan Kang. But he was old and frail, and he only used to be on the defensive, and gradually he was a little unbearable.

When it was time for thirty moves, Hui Neng couldn't hold back his strength, and the constant Amitabha Buddha in his mouth was interrupted, and his body couldn't help but take a step back.

At fifty strokes, Huineng was no longer able to announce the Buddha's name, and a wisp of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Although the defeat was irreversible, the old monk showed a smile on his face, and in his senses, Wan Yankang's anger was gradually weakening.

When it was eighty moves, Huineng could no longer support it, his palms were shaken open by Wan Yan Kang, and he was punched in the chest, and he stumbled against the tent wall.

When Tianwu heard such a movement, he immediately rushed into the tent, just in time to see Hui Neng slipping weakly from the tent wall. He shouted angrily: "Evil obstacles! ”

After Yan Kang witnessed Lin Feifeng jumping from the city, he felt remorse in his heart, and it was difficult to control his killing intent, so he shot and injured Luo Hanhuai. At this time, he had indeed gone mad, but fortunately the Jiuyang Divine Skill was a pure Yang internal force, so he could only have a trace of clarity in his heart, and constantly suppress the demons in his heart, so as not to go out of the account and kill people.

But day and night, Wan Yankang's mind was difficult to control, and his internal breath was constantly churning, and he had gradually reached a state of complete loss of control.

As soon as Hui Neng came, he provoked Yan Kang and allowed him to pour out his killing intent to his heart's content.

With nearly 100 punches blasting out with all his might, Wan Yankang's internal strength was consumed a lot, and his killing intent gradually weakened. When the last punch hit Hui Neng's chest, he instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and with Tianwu's angry shout, Wan Yankang completely came to his senses.

Looking at Hui Neng, who was constantly vomiting blood, and Tianwu, who was full of anger, Wan Yankang suddenly understood what was happening, and he exclaimed sadly: "Abbot! Then he stepped forward, helped Hui Neng up, and crossed the True Qi from behind, trying to save his life and heal his injuries.

Tianwu also rushed to Huineng's side, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out the Da Huandan, and wanted to give Huineng to take.

After Hui Neng was injected with Yan Kang's true qi, he recovered a little spirit, and he blocked his mouth with his hand: "The old man has reached the limit, how can he spend this big money." ”

Tianwu said in a trembling voice: "Abbot, this is a big Dan, there are still a few in the temple." ”

Huineng shook his head, looking very determined.

Outside, the crowd poured into the tent, and Dalata was red in the face, and he drew his scimitar to kill the Lord.

Seeing this, Wan Yankang snorted: "Hugh is rude!" ”

Everyone in the army was overjoyed when they saw Yan Kang return to Qingming.

When the Shaolin monks saw Huineng's tragic situation, they were angry and sad, and the colorless sleeves were lifted, and they were about to go up and do it.

Tianming hurriedly grabbed Colorless and shook his head slowly.

Before Shicai Huineng entered the handsome tent, he pulled him and Tianwu aside, explained his plan to sacrifice himself to finish Yan Kang's demons, and arranged the future.

Huineng smiled: "Tianming has a certain amount of behavior, and he can be the next abbot." ”

Tianming knelt on his legs and sobbed: "Abbot ......"

All the monks knelt down in unison, and Xiao Baili was on the side, and he also knelt down towards Huineng, with tears in his eyes.

After Yan Kang gave Hui Neng the true qi, it had a little effect at the beginning, but later it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it was useless. He knew that he had no power to return to the sky, so he still kept crossing into the true qi with one hand, and slapped himself with the other hand: "I should die, I should die......"

Huineng gently put his backhand on Wan Yankang's shoulder, and said softly: "Don't worry, Lao Wei is eighty and seven this year, and he has been summoned by the Buddha, which is a happy event, so why should you blame yourself." ”

Wan Yankang shook his head desperately and sobbed: "Abbot, it's me who is not good, it is me who is not good." ”

"You are a good boy, Shaolin has you, and the world has you, it is a great luck."

Wan Yankang only kept crying.

Huineng said again: "Don't worry, before the old man dies, I hope you will promise something." ”

Wan Yan Kang said: "Abbot, you said, ten pieces and hundreds of pieces, I will depend on you." ”

"Make less ...... to kill" After Huineng spit out these words, there was no longer a sound.