Xu Feilong stepped forward, slapped his palm on the opponent's heavenly spirit cover, and muttered, "Brother, who called you unlucky!" Don't blame me for being too ruthless to kill you, but leaving an idiot to ask those people for a confession will make them more suspicious, so as to add fuel to the fire. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info sorry! ”

Of course he knows this benevolent brother, this guy used to stand behind the conjuring ghost during the day, and he had followed him for a long time not long ago, obviously he was a master of tracking on the side of Shadowless Langjun, and if he abolished this benevolent brother, the person of Shadowless Langjun must have decided that he was a poisonous hand under the demon road.

It was already dark when I left the alley, I spent 100 copper coins in a restaurant, bought a package of vegetarian vegetables and a bowl of white rice, and went away from the street to the lower courtyard of the Hundred Years Old Palace, and took a place under the ancient pine next to the stone steps, while eating, I paid attention to the movement on the road. The surrounding fasting rice is also a must, and it tastes unique.

The flat stone pavement is empty, and people can not only see it clearly, but also hear footsteps in the distance. It is convenient to prepare in advance.

In front, you can also see the lights in front of the temple hundreds of meters away.

Behind, you can see the door lamps of the half-mile Vuldo Hall and the Taibai Study Hall, and you can vaguely see that there are people wandering in the Dragon Girl Spring in front of the study hall, and there seem to be people shaking in front of the Dragon Cave next to the stream.

"I'm afraid there are a lot of people who can't sleep tonight! There are many people who don't see the sun rising. Alas! Maybe I'm one of them. Xu Feilong muttered to himself in his heart, and a faint sentimentality and a faint loneliness swelled up for no reason.

After many years of running in the rivers and lakes, I have experienced the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and I have always dealt with death from birth to death. Regrettably, nothing seems to have been achieved so far. Although his life is colorful, full of excitement and adventurous satisfaction, but he still can't forget the faint loneliness when he dreams back late at night.

"Shouldn't I find time to go to Taiyuan!" Xu Feilong muttered to the sky.

There were people waiting for him to go back, and he didn't go there during the Chinese New Year, and in retrospect it seemed that a long time had passed.

"Alas! It seems like it's been a long time since I've been separated, and I really should go back. He muttered to himself in a low voice.

Sister Qin's appearance seems to have appeared in a hallucination.

It's still so moving, so lovable. It seems that Xu Feilong really needs a woman.

"Alas, the hell did the King of Hun Heaven hide in that ghost place! Isn't it good to show up early? What a hassle! ”

However, Xu Feilong finally has a suspicious clue to pursue.

The people of the Ji family in Yixiu Mountain Villa actually knew Taiyi Xuangong, which was the secret science of the King of Hun Tian.

However, the Demon Sword Ji Hong, the owner of Yixiu Mountain Villa, was not that person.

Is that old master Bi he?

However, the mandarin duck array posed by the two swordsmen who shouted at the underworld group was indeed the martial arts posture that King Hun Tian revealed when he was in the army.

Therefore. He can't startle the snake, there is only one way to find out the whereabouts of the Hun Heavenly King, and that is to wait for the people from Yixiu Villa to come to Jiuhua to appear.

Also, the phalanx of the group of young people in Dongliu Tianluo is also a bit like the offensive formation of the pro-army of the King of Hun Tianluo back then, and this clue cannot be let go. It would be nice if Uncle Cheng was here, I don't have much experience in distinguishing this!

Of course, there are many sects in the martial arts because of the large number of disciples under them, and it is very common to practice sword formations.

However, the sword formation of the sect is significantly different from the sword formation of the army.

The sword formation of the martial arts sect is full of tricks, emphasizing change, cooperation, and positioning, and what to say Qizheng, Yin and Yang, Shengke and other rhetoric.

The sword formation of the army is simple, practical, brave and brave, able to rush and defend, and put it to death and survive; In the tide of soldiers and horses, there is no opportunity to play tricks, there is no wide space to move and change, as soon as the sword comes out, either you die or I live, who can still jump and jump in a fierce battle for three or two days and nights? I'm afraid I can't even climb anymore, what else is there to say? Therefore, the owner of Ji Zhuang showed the mandarin duck array, and the people of Dongliu Tianluo put out a phalanx, and suppressed the underworld heroes in terms of spirit, and suppressed these rabble with murderous spirit. The origin is by no means simple.

A tiger roar and a piercing roar of an ape came from the valley, interrupting his meditation and dispelling his hallucinations.

He looked up at the bright stars in the sky, and couldn't help but whisper: "Even if I want to break my head here, it's useless, so I can only continue to watch." I don't believe they won't show their feet. ”

After eating in a hurry, he rested comfortably against the tree.

Suddenly, the sound of bamboo canes dotting stones sounded in the distance. Juryuan direction. A dark shadow slowly approached. Approaching to a distance of twenty meters. Fang saw that he was an elderly monk.

"Oh! This bodhisattva has come. Looks like it's time for the cripple to come, too. He muttered to himself.

The old monk approached, stopped and looked up at the lower courtyard of the Hundred Years Old Palace for a moment.

The courtyard door is closed, and there is no sign of people.

Under the starlight, he could see clearly the thin face of the old monk, and the gray longevity eyebrows were special, which was really a bit of a bodhisattva's style.

Wearing a gray robe, it shows a highly respected identity, and also shows that this is a high-ranking monk.

The man was holding a pale yellow Arhat bamboo cane in his right hand, with a small package under his rib.

In his left hand, he holds a medium-sized bowl that seems to contain food.

There was a water hyacinth hanging on his waist, and when he walked, he could even hear the sound of water immediately.

On the monk's back, there is a large futon with a thickness of inches, which has become black and brown. Obviously used regularly.

The old monk looked at the mountain gate in front of him and shook his head, then slowly paced to another ancient pine on the left side of Xu Feilong, recited a Buddha name, leisurely put down the bowl, cane, and package, and placed it neatly under the tree.

Xu Feilong, who was watching coldly from the sidelines, smiled secretly in his heart, and said: "This monk is really hateful, he is clearly showing me, but I have to make a good play of him." I want him to know that I, Xu Feilong, am not muddy. The thoughts just now obviously made Xu Feilong lose his former calm.

The old monk slowly took off the futon behind his back, unfolded it and put it on the ground, and said, "Sit on the altar of nuns, and nourish the heart and seedlings; Unfold the holy place and hold on to the command. Om, Tan Bo Tan Bo, Su Po He! Article 24 of the Novice Vinaya"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Xu Feilong opened his voice and said, "Old monk, how can you unfold your casual clothes here?" "The futon of the Buddhist disciples is called the sitting, and the Sanskrit is called the nun altar, which is commonly known as the foot clothes.

"Amitabha! What advice does the donor have? Why can't I open the footwear here?" asked the old monk rhetorically.

"Look." Xu Feilong patted the gourd in his waist: "I brought wine, the monks are not close to wine, can you sit here?" ”

"Amitabha! The old man sat down a little bit. The old monk Mu said expressionlessly, slowly packed up his things, moved to another ancient pine, and everything stopped; Re-unfold the seat, re-chant the law, and slowly lower the futon.