"Please!"

Huilun's voice is crisp and neat, and the words are sonorous. At this time, Huilun's body is as tall as a pine, standing with one hand on his chest, his face is solemn, his narrow eyes are scorching, and his body exudes a momentum that makes people dare not look at it directly.

Hui Lun didn't make a move, Xing Xing also stood still, his feet were not bad, his hands hung down at his side in the most relaxed posture, the corners of his mouth were pouting with a warm smile, his deep eyes were quietly looking at Hui Lun opposite, there was no trace of waves in his eyes, and even the surging murderous aura on his body before was invisible, looking very casual and calm.

At first glance, Happy seems to be completely defenseless and full of flaws, but Hui Lun doesn't really think so. He could faintly feel the surging and drumming of the true qi in the meridians of happiness, and he also knew that the limbs of happiness seemed to be relaxed, but in fact they were placed in a place that was most conducive to making a move and the fastest speed.

Masters compete with each other, and victory or defeat is often only between life and death. Therefore, Joy and Hui Lun did not take the lead, but quietly examined the opponent, looking for his flaws, looking for the opportunity to hit the blow.

A few days ago, I was happy to fight against Liu Zhong, the elder of the Moon Worship Sect, outside Luoyang City, and the process of it seemed to be more than an hour, but what really decided the outcome was only in the moment of physical contact between the two.

The huge movement here has already alarmed the monks and pilgrims in the temple, but in a short period of time, the square in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the Linggui Temple gathered one hundred and ten people, there are monks and people, all of them are surprised to look at the confrontation in the happy and Hui Lun two, the mouth of the discussion.

"What's the matter, looking at Master Huilun's appearance, it seems that he wants to do something with someone!"

"It should be so, look at the good house half collapsed, no wonder Master Huilun is angry."

"Such a handsome young man, if you only look at your face, I'm afraid it's hard to distinguish between men and women!"

"Who is that person in white, who is so bold to cause trouble in this quiet place of Buddhism? It is rumored that Master Huilun is not only profound in Buddhism, but also superbly skilled in martial arts. ”

"Hey, brother, you're from a foreign country, aren't you? I don't even know the little prince who is famous all over the world! ”

"Little prince?"

"The son of the regent, isn't it the little prince! The little prince is a young hero, showing his majesty in Bingzhou, defeating the hundreds of thousands of troops of Emperor Yuwen Yong of Zhou, killing countless famous generals of the Zhou State, and even Yu Wenyong indirectly died in the hands of the little prince, haven't you heard of such a major thing? ”

"The prince and the little prince are both ordinary heroes, not only generous and benevolent, loving the people like sons, but also able to fight habitually, brave and fearless, with their father and son, whether it is Zhou or Chen, they don't want to step into the territory of my Daqi!"

"Yes, yes! Thanks to the prince in Huaizhou, not only do foreign enemies dare not offend, but our lives are far richer than before, and we no longer have to endure the oppression of inferior gentry and corrupt officials. ”

"What is the reason why the little prince actually confronts Master Huilun again? No matter what, the little prince must not be injured in the hands of Master Huilun. ”

"What nonsense, the little prince can kill in and out of hundreds of thousands of Zhou troops, more powerful than Zhao Zilong in the Three Kingdoms, and taking the head of the enemy general in the million army is like probing and taking things, how can Master Huilun compare?"

"Master Huilun doesn't necessarily lose! I have had the privilege of seeing Master Huilun take action, and he can submit a dozen or so villains who are quite notorious in the rivers and lakes with only one hand, without the slightest effort. ”

"Even if Master Huilun has good martial arts, he will never be the opponent of the little prince!"

"You're talking too absolutely, aren't you?"

"What? Do you want our heroes of the Great Qi Kingdom to lose to a monk? This is Huaizhou, it is Xuyi, even though the Huilun monk usually helps the neighbors and helps the weak, but it is just a small favor, if it is not for the father and son of the regent, this Huaizhou is only afraid of the surname Chen! ”

"Is this the happiness of the famous general of the Che Cavalry, as handsome as rumored, and his bearing is extraordinary!" At the back of the crowd, a young man in a cyan shirt muttered with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.

The young man is not tall, but he is handsome and has a chic and calm bearing. Although his face was still a little childish, and he looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, his eyes flashed with sophistication and wisdom that were not similar to his age.

……

"What a suave and graceful young man, he dares to compete with the abbot, it's really bold!"

"What a good guts, obviously stupid and not pulling, humiliating himself, and killing himself!"

"What the senior brother said is that this boy in white is so rampant that he dares to spread wild in my Buddhism, he should be taught a hard lesson by the abbot!"

"Shut up, the monks have always been compassionate, and they don't linger on anything, so how can you still be so competitive?"

It was a middle-aged monk who spoke, with ruddy skin and a calm presence, apparently in good health. Especially a pair of eyes, deep as the sea, full of vicissitudes, between the opening and closing of the fine light flashing, making people shudder, all the monks who were talking about it closed their mouths tightly, with a worried and panicked face.

The middle-aged monk's voice was not very loud or harsh, but all the monks quieted down in an instant, and one by one they were ashamed, clasped their hands together, and proclaimed the Buddha's name, reverently confessing their mistakes to the Buddha.

If you are happy to see this monk's face, you will definitely exclaim, "Zhixuan." ”

This middle-aged monk is none other than Zhixuan, a monk who once talked eloquently in front of Emperor Wu of Zhou, Yu Wenyong, and repeatedly refuted the Taoist and Confucian families speechlessly. Ji Hyun's Dharma is high, but he still can't resist Yu Wenyong's tough methods.

Happy didn't pay attention to the discussions of the people around him, and he never had the leisure to pay attention to them. Hui Lun is not Lu Daxiong, he can be a role that he can knead at will, and the latter's broad and magnificent momentum is enough to compete with him, and he can't be happy or imprudent.

If happiness is compared to an invincible, murderous sword, then Huilun is an incomparably hard, thick and majestic mountain.

At this moment, in the cold wind, the two stood quietly, letting the cold wind mess up their clothes and hair, their bodies motionless, like two sculptures, with only each other's presence in their eyes.

Fifty percent, sixty percent, seventy percent...... Ninety percent ......

Hui Lun's eyes became more and more moon-like, but his heart was like a storm. He almost completely exuded his own momentum, but from the beginning to the present, Happy has stood up like that, and has never deliberately resisted, but Huilun's momentum that is enough to crush an ordinary person seems to have no effect on him in the slightest.

The surrounding chatter has stopped for some time, although everyone wonders why Happy and Hui Lun still don't move, but from the frozen and depressing atmosphere, they also feel a trace of unusual meaning, and they can't help but stop their mouths, looking at Hui Lun and Happy nervously and eagerly.

"Rong'er, will Xing'er be okay? Master Huilun is a high-ranking monk with a compassionate heart, since the villain dies, why not resolve this contradiction, so as not to damage the two sides in the fight! ”

Zheng stood more than twenty meters away, looking at Xing Yue worriedly, his hands couldn't help but clasp Zhang Rong's little hand, and said in a low voice.

"Mother, my husband treats a beggar very leniently, so naturally he won't be too embarrassed by Master Huilun, he thinks he has his own reasons for doing this. Moreover, Yifujun's current martial arts are few enemies in the world, even if he is not Huilun's opponent, but there will be no danger. ”

Zhang Rong smiled and comforted Zheng, but deep down she was a little worried, and more confused.

Although there is no killing intent on Gao Xing and Hui Lun, both of them are first-class masters, and if they want to divide the victory or defeat, the danger is far greater than the competition between those with low martial arts. What puzzled Zhang Rong was that her performance today was a little abnormal. In her memory, Happy is not a person who fights for righteousness, but today she is fighting with Huilun in front of everyone, what is it?

Zhang Lihua and Wu Shun stayed quietly by Zheng's side, and their two pairs of beautiful eyes fell tightly on Xingxing, which contained a trace of affection, as well as a trace of worry and pride.

"Amitabha"

Finally, Hui Lun ran "King Kong Divine Skill" to the extreme, his eyes were round with anger, and he shouted word by word. It was like a burst of winter thunder, and with the deafening shouts of Huilun, the momentum on his body seemed to be climbing a ladder, and it rose to a fixed point in an instant, an extremely terrifying point.

The momentum and cheers that were suddenly suppressed made the nearest dozen people dizzy, and their legs were bent and they almost fell to the ground, and many people even exclaimed in surprise, and the scene was suddenly a little riotous. Fortunately, Huilun's momentum is mainly aimed at happiness, and the people watching the battle have not suffered any substantial damage, but they are a little depressed in their chests and can rest for a day and a half. However, this sudden change also shocked everyone, and there was a little more fear in their eyes when they looked at Huilun's kind face.

The pupils of Xingxing's eyes contracted violently, and two sharp rays of light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and he slashed forward like a sharp sword.

"Shhhh

There seemed to be a sound like a broken silk in the air, but in an instant, the majestic momentum on Huilun's body suddenly disappeared, the solidified space regained its freedom again, and the depressed feeling in everyone's hearts also dissipated in an instant.

"Uh-huh!"

Hui Lun let out an extremely low muffled snort in his throat, the green tendons in the corners of his eyes throbbed violently a few times, and his face turned even paler. However, these changes are extremely subtle, and in addition to Xingxing and Huilun, only Zhixuan can see it clearly, and even Zhang Rong and the girls have not been able to find out.

"Gao Gongzi really deserves his reputation, and the poor monk admires it!" After about three breaths, Hui Lun was the first to speak, his voice returned to calmness, and the signature smile appeared on his fat face again, full of kindness, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a touch of gloom, a touch of loss.

"Take!" Happy slowly breathed a sigh of relief, the true qi in his body slowly hibernated, and there was a faint trace of fatigue in his heart.

"Master Gao, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your demeanor is even more than in the past, but I don't know if you still recognize Lao Gong?" At this moment, Jihyun walked up slowly with a smile, staring straight at Happy with vicissitudes of life and deep eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate his heart.

Turning his head happily, he smiled heartily and said: "It turned out to be Master Zhixuan, Chang'an has been absent for three years, and the master has been okay recently?" ”