Shen Qiu's previous visit to Yaoqin was politely refused, although he left the piano platform.

But he never looked away.

This amazing beast is becoming more and more supernatural, familiar with human nature, and flying at a high altitude, it is difficult for ordinary people to notice, Shen Qiu left his pet near the qintai.

It's like an eye-pop.

He, Xiao Tie, and Dongfang Ce, who accompanied him, came out of Suzhou City, and the Shocking Beast flew to report the news.

Those few hurried screams conveyed a message.

The platform is surrounded, and there is already a battle.

After all, the Shocking Beast was still a young eagle, and Shen Qiu had not tamed it for a long time, so it was difficult to master a more elaborate way of transmitting messages.

If Ai Dacha's tame cloud-piercing beast was here, it would be able to use different frequencies of its cries to inform its owner of the number and even characteristics of the attackers.

But there is no urgency in this kind of thing.

It takes time for people to learn things.

Not to mention this crested eagle, no matter how spiritual, it is also an animal, and Shen Qiu is already very satisfied with being able to do it like this.

"The Beast saw that someone was besieging Qintai, and the attack was fierce."

Shen Qiu galloped towards the piano platform on his horse, and said to Xiao Tie beside him and Dongfang Ce, who had a blank face:

"It was a quarter of an hour ago."

"Brother Shen, you strange beast is a very spirit horse."

Dongfang Ce also followed Shen Qiu and Xiao Tie to gallop on horseback, this Pure Yang Sect disciple looked at the crested eagle standing on Shen Qiu's shoulder, his handsome face was quite envious.

The Taiyue Pure Yang Sect also has a flying bird that is transmitted by the sect, but it is only a smarter carrier pigeon, where can it compare to the majesty of this crested eagle?

"Brother Dongfang, this Qintai incident has sudden, and I will go to the rescue of one or two."

Shen Qiu glanced back at Dongfang Ce, and he said:

"This matter has nothing to do with you, you might as well go to Sumeru Zen Temple and wait first, and when this is over, I will have a good time with you, okay?"

"What is Brother Shen talking about?"

Dongfang Ce slapped the reins on the horse's neck a few times, and also ran forward with Shen Qiu, but there was no fear or hesitation on his face.

He said:

"We are not strangers, we are all on the right path, how can I stand by and watch when we encounter something?

I also know that Luoyue Qintai is a famous shop in Suzhou, the reputation is not bad, and the behavior is also decent.

Such a good family has suffered, and I, as a decent person, have met it, how can I sit idly by? ”

"Thank you, Brother Dongfang, Gao Yi!"

Shen Qiu's sense of Dongfang Ce in his heart was a little better.

This kind of person who is anxious for justice and righteousness, sees unevenness on the road, and draws a sword to help each other can be called a decent model, and after making friends, people can't get annoying.

In case of trouble, it is indeed much more reassuring to have such a person to help.

"Let's take a look again, and see if there are fewer enemies in that direction."

Shen Qiu commanded the Amazing Beast on his shoulder, and as soon as he raised his hand, the Divine Horse Eagle spread its wings and flew up, extremely fast, and swept into the air, he turned back to Xiao Tie and said:

"Let your waves break and go to the Zen temple to warn.

The distance between Qintai and the Zen courtyard is only a dozen miles, and I am afraid that the bandits will attack again, so let Qingqing inform Master Mustard and be on guard. ”

"Hmm."

Xiao Tie's horse is more majestic, and it is a horse from the Western Regions specially bought in Tianji Pavilion.

An ordinary horse can't support the weight of the small iron and the giant sword.

The horse in the Western Regions had a wide back, and Xiao Tie took out a goose quill pen that was easy to carry from the horse pocket, wrote a few words hastily on a strip of cloth, and then whistled.

After a few breaths, the small circle of breaking waves also swept into the air, Xiao Tie tied the cloth strip to the breaking wave claws, and said to it Sumeru Zen Temple, the crested eagle also flew up on the back of the galloping horse, and flew in the other direction.

The three of them galloped on horseback, and after about two quarters of an hour, they arrived around the piano platform.

It was dusk, and there was a great chaos in the piano platform, and there were even flames rolling.

A corner of the mansion has been set on fire.

Shen Qiu really suspected that when this qin platform was built, no one was invited to see Feng Shui, and it was going to be destroyed twice in less than a year, and this place was really unlivable.

Under the guidance of the Thrilling Beast, the three of them swept into the Qintai from the southeast corner, and the bandits burst in from the northwest corner.

"Xiao Tie, you go and protect Yaoqin.

Don't fight with people, protect her out first. ”

Shen Qiu gave an order to Xiao Tie, who carried the fine iron sword box on his back and reflexively swept towards the center of the piano platform, while Shen Qiu drew his greedy wolf knife and hurriedly swept towards the place of battle with Dongfang Ce.

The piano platform was already in a mess, and Shen Qiu also saw the corpses of some servants.

The Mo family in Qintai is fighting to the death with the invading bandits.

"Huh?"

Dongfang Ce, who was following behind Shen Qiu, was carrying his True Martial Xuan Turtle Sword, and when he rushed through a smoke-emitting ruin, he saw a corpse half-buried under the broken stones, and he exclaimed in surprise.

"This pestle of light..."

He stopped, picked up a broken golden Qimen weapon like a short spear from his feet, looked at it carefully, and said to Shen Qiu:

"Only the members of the Holy Fire Sect can use this kind of Qimen blade, and there is also a Holy Flame insignia on it... But they have been active in the Western Regions in the past, what are they doing in Suzhou this time? ”

"Holy Fire Cult?"

Shen Qiu's footsteps stopped, and a hint of uncertainty flashed in his eyes.

The two of them moved forward, and they saw that in an open field, the Mo family knights were using a pavilion as a stronghold, using the Mo family's bow and crossbow to block the enemy with difficulty.

A gang of ferocious bandits, dressed in strange clothes, are rushing and striking under the leadership of a tall creature who looks like he is surrounded by flames.

Seeing that the Mo family has suffered heavy losses, they are already a little unable to resist.

Shen Qiu raised the knife in his hand and said to Dongfang Ce beside him:

"Brother Dongfang, let's go!"

On the other side, Sumeru Zen Temple, Qingqing's face was anxious, holding a strip of cloth in his hand, and flew to the front of the mustard seed monk's meditation room.

She stepped forward and knocked on the door, and the mustard monk who was doing evening class was disturbed to chant the scriptures, and there was unhappiness in her eyes, but when she opened the door and saw Qingqing, a touch of love appeared in her eyes.

He held the rosary in his hand and said to Qingqing:

"What is the matter? Why are you anxious? ”

Qingqing followed the mustard monk to learn the piano, and it was Zheng'er Bajing who performed the apprenticeship ceremony, and the mustard monk called her a disciple.

"Uncle Mustard, there's an accident over there."

The little junior sister handed the strip of cloth in her hand to the mustard monk, who took it and looked at it, and a look of gloom flashed on the hideous half of his face.

"Amitabha."

The mustard monk pronounced the Buddha's name, and he said to Qingqing:

"Apprentice and wait in the Zen courtyard, they will protect you, as a teacher, go to the qintai to see, don't worry about it."

"Please Uncle Mustard, you must protect my sister Yaoqin and senior brother."

Qingqing, whose eyes were full of worry, said to the mustard monk.

The latter nodded, took the Zen staff in the meditation room, and summoned the six Nirvana warrior monks in the courtyard, including Kongwu, to protect Qingqing and the Yuanfa Zen master who did not know martial arts, and also said a few words to Zhang Lan, who came to see the excitement.

He left the monastery alone, picked up the longitudinal, and swept towards the piano platform.

The mustard monk is not on the list of rivers and lakes, but his martial arts are also on the list.

His master is the current presiding officer of Nirvana Temple, and the master of the heavenly list is a monk of Yuanwu.

Naturally, it is a famous teacher [Yoyo Reading] who produces a high apprentice.

This Buddhism is famous for its long breath, extremely resistant to hard fighting, Nirvana Temple martial arts, but also focused on defense, supplemented by sharp counterattacks, and was nicknamed "Iron Palate Turtle" by the rivers and lakes.

But having said that, after all, Nirvana Temple is one of the five major sects of decency, and the subtlety of martial arts is naturally not something that an iron turtle can describe.

The mustard seed monk used to raise the longitudinal is Nirvana, and a reed crosses the river.

Naturally, it is taken from the allusion of the Bodhidharma patriarch when he passed on the law, a reed crossed the river, this Buddhism is light and lucky, and the body is square, not as feminine and weird as the phantom footwork, nor as chic as the leisurely tour.

But it's blazing fast.

The mustard monk holds a Zen cane, tramples on the branches in the post forest, and jumps several zhang away, which is extremely light.

His heart was full of worries, his face was expressionless, and he tried his best to promote it, and in more than a quarter of an hour, he rushed to the vicinity of the piano platform, his ears and eyes were bright, and he could still hear the sound of shouting and killing coming from the piano platform.

Seeing that the piano platform had already lit a fire, the mustard monk sighed.

It's a pity that this house, a waste of manpower and material resources, has just been repaired, which is difficult again.

That Yaoqin is really a poor woman who is burdened with right and wrong.

He grabbed his heavy staff and swept it into the platform.

It's just that the Zen rod used by the mustard monk is the standard Buddhist soldier of the Nirvana Temple, and it is not as simple as the Buddha stick used by the prodigal monk.

This Buddhist blade has a peculiar shape, no blade and no saw.

Hitting the enemy will not cause fatal injuries, implying Buddhist compassion.

The head of this rod is made of tin, the middle part is made of iron, the lower part is decorated with tooth horns, and there is the decoration of the three rings of moire at the head of the rod, and there are nine rings of different sizes, which means to return to the truth of ninety-nine.

It seems a bit cumbersome and not very practical.

But in the Nirvana Temple, there are special means to defeat the enemy with flying rings.

This Zen staff is heavy, and a stick is the power of a thousand jun, ordinary martial arts people do not understand its method, and only the hard-fought warrior monks of Nirvana Temple can use it well.

As soon as the mustard monk fell into the qintai, a holy fire sect attacked.

The two men seemed to be looking for something in the piano platform, having just killed a few flustered servants.

Behind them, there were also Mo knights who seemed to have been burned to death, and they were not afraid to see a grimace monk jump into the piano platform.

One holds a pestle of light, and the other wears a fist.

Shouting the name of the holy fire, he attacked the mustard monk.

"Really... Holy Fire Cult..."

When the mustard monk saw the Qimen blade, and when he saw the two of them making a move, the air around his body seemed to be burning and distorted at high temperature, and the sharp light pestle, as well as the fist, seemed to be entangled with firelight, and he knew the identity of the comer.

This kind of peculiar technique, all over the world, can only be used by the Holy Fire Sect.

"Amitabha"

The mustard monk pronounced the Buddha's horn and stepped forward to meet the two.

The heavy Zen staff in his hand was waved and rotated around in the palm of his hand, which was obviously an extremely heavy thing, but it was as light as a feather, and the bright pestle that would attack was repulsed.

The Buddhist monk held the Buddha bead in his hand again and threw a punch forward.

The punch was strong, and there was the sound of rivers flowing crosswise, and it came before the bright palm of the person in front of him, and a punch hit the center of the scorching palm.

"Click"

The sound of bone cracking sounded, and the Holy Flame Sect screamed miserably, and the bones were broken, and the arm was abolished by the mustard monk's punch.

"Bang"

The heavy staff was on the ground, and the bluestone ground cracked.

The mustard monk held the staff in one hand, and his left hand was placed vertically in front of him, and there was no sorrow or suffering on his face, but the staggered knife marks on the half of his face looked very hideous.

"Abandon the blade!"

He warned:

"Don't be murderous."

It was supposed to be a warning, but the two Flame Cultists ignored it.

Even the wounded man, who had lost one of his arms, was fanatical, shouting what the holy fire was blazing, and the holy flame was clear, so he went crazy and attacked the mustard monk again.

This made the Buddhist monk shake his head.

He took a step back, the Zen staff in his hand was placed diagonally behind him, his body sank, and the gentle and peaceful true qi of Buddhism changed.

The internal exercises have changed from the compassionate Bodhi Nirvana Sutra to the more destructive method of destroying silence.

"Subdue demons and eliminate demons, mighty dragons."

The mustard monk closed his eyes slightly and chanted softly.

The next moment, the staff was waved.

Nirvana Temple is a peerless school, and the mighty Tianlong staff is a starting style.

"Bang"

Under the huge earthquake on the ground, the two people who rushed towards the mustard monk flew out at a faster speed in the rubble, and the two of them sprayed blood in the air, like tattered dolls smashed by a huge force.

When they fell to the ground, their sternums shattered and bulging, their arms twisted, and their eyes devoid of light.

Obviously, I can't make it.

Buddhism is compassionate, but when the victim is evil, there are also angry eyes and King Kong, subduing demons and eliminating demons.

The Buddha is also a light person who can recite sutras.

The mustard seed monk's casual cane also made the eyes of Yang Beihan, the Seven Absolute Elder who was hiding in the shadows and peeping, narrow.

The five short-lived elders hid in the shadows, curled up like rats.

He watched the terrifying monk wipe the blood off the Zen staff, recited a few more Buddhist scriptures, turned around and swept into the depths of the piano platform, and then resumed his slight breathing.

Yang Beihan was an old man, and when he saw that the Holy Fire Sect was very fierce, he didn't jump out to help.

This will see the mustard seed monk's pure Buddhist exercises, and the thought of helping in his heart will go to ninety percent nine.

With a short stature, he jumped out of his hiding place like a ghost, flew towards the edge of the piano platform, and soon found the sorrowful man who was carrying a knife case and looking for Yaoqin.

He stood on the tree and said to the sorrow who was ready to strike at any moment:

"Let's go! We don't care about this! ”

“？”

Wu Wuming raised his head with a puzzled expression.

"A small moon qintai, less than half an hour after the raid, there have already been three masters of the earth list, and the cunning woman is also hidden, and she can't be found left and right.

This thing doesn't seem like an ambush in advance. ”

Yang Beihan's eyes flashed, he rubbed his chin, and briefly explained to Wu Wusheng:

"It can only be said that these Holy Fire Sect people are too unlucky, they have been planning for a long time, but it is difficult to succeed, and God does not want to see them."

The cunning fellow sneered twice, and then said to Wu Wufang:

"If the three of you attack, you won't be able to win with an evil knife anyway, and I haven't drunk today, and I don't want to make a move.

Before we left, the owner of the door also told us to do this when we found an opportunity to do it.

If you can't do it, you don't need to sell it.

Come with me, we won't be involved in the Suzhou incident.

This place is very deep!

Send that letter to Zhang Lan, who has no interest, and let's leave for Luoyang..."

After thinking for a moment, he nodded, and without hesitation, he jumped out of the high wall with Yang Beihan.

The two quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests beyond the piano platform.

Shen Qiu, Dongfang Ce, and the mustard seed monk didn't know about this, and even if they knew, they didn't have the heart to stop it.

Because they're in trouble too.

Among these Flame Cultists who raided Qintai, there was a tricky Ground Rank master.

It's still a refining body...

Shen Qiu has been walking the rivers and lakes for so long, and it is the first time he has encountered it.