In the wasteland far, far away from Shingon Buddhism, Baker Richardson sat cross-legged on the ridge of the field, his chest undulating, as if thunder was coming from the spit.

The tender green rice seedlings stand quietly in the dark night, their roots soaked in water.

Suddenly there were ripples in the water, and Baker Richardson opened his eyes to see a man with a bald forehead and a long braid on the back of his head. He stood in the water, as if he were standing on flat ground.

A smiling bow to Baker Richardson.

Whip, he should be the only wizard who has researched the method of devouring the relics of Dolgon, the human body that the master of the broken army said, and usurped the authority of the ancient demon, in a sense, he is as amazing as the demon Dao Forgetting.

Baker Richardson thought to himself, and responded with his chin in response.

He was a little jealous of Dorgon, but he wasn't afraid, and when it came to martial arts, he had a strong sense of self-confidence, and he wasn't a match for him in either the Domination or any other extreme way.

What President Baker lacks is the means to defeat the enemy. Juggernaut is too durable, so his melee abilities don't work.

But now with the Kusanagi Sword, his strength has changed qualitatively. It's no longer a fierce operation, with an actual record of 0.5.

Moreover, he also has the Superpower Association as his backing, which is his confidence to compete for the fruit and form an alliance with the ancient demons.

However, after killing the head of the Buddha, he completely broke with Bao Ze.

How to fight later, he already has a draft, but since the alliance has been formed, everyone has to discuss it together.

After a while, a dark shadow broke through the sky and landed steadily, forming a triangle with Baker Richardson and Dolgon.

"He didn't look back in time. "Qingshi looked at the direction of the Shingon Sect from afar.

Dolgon scoffed, "Isn't this expected, there's no need to start Plan B." ”

If Li Xianyu goes back in time, they will win, but unfortunately there is no such beautiful thing in the world. Don't go back, don't lose, at least kill the head of the Buddha and get the Kusanagi Sword.

After this incident, it proves that Li Xianyu's time rewind is not invincible, Baker Richardson didn't feel much, but Qingshi and Dolgon, who had been worried for a while, were relieved and full of confidence.

"We can take advantage of it. "Baker Richardson, with Kusanagi in his hand, has an unprecedented level of confidence.

"I can't beat it. Dorgon shook his head.

"Well, I really can't beat it. Qingshi echoed: "Although you have the Kusanagi Sword, the Peerless Battle Spirit and the Lord of the Pantheon Palace can single-handedly challenge any of us. Dolgon is no longer at the peak of the Extreme Path, and my two clones, one injured by the Sword of Qi and the other by the Sword of Kusanagi, have little strength left. With just the two of you, can you beat them?"

The two masters are experienced in a hundred battles, and they have fought against the Baoze camp more than once, and they know each other's combat power very well.

"However, when I recover, the three of us will have one sword, and the odds will be enough. Qingshi said hesitantly: "Kill the light pole and capture Li Xianyu alive." ”

Baker Richardson said: "Do you go with me to the United States or stay in China?" ”

"What are you going to do?" the two juggernauts looked at him at the same time.

"After all, this is Bao Ze's territory, Bao Ze is really hard-hearted, the jade is burned, no matter what costs, do you dare to say that you can win?" Richardson flicked his sword with his fingers, and he said loudly: "I manage the largest bloodline in this world. ”

At dawn, a helicopter landed at Lianghua Temple, its propellers stirring the air and making a dull "click" sound.

Li Xianyu and Dan Chenzi carried down the stretcher, and the stretcher lay on the Buddha's head and covered with a white cloth.

Grandma and Li Peiyun then went out of the cabin, but the ice slag did not come.

Walking in silence, no one had any expression on their faces, solemn and heavy.

Pushing open the door of the Buddha's head meditation room, Li Xianyu carefully put the old monk on the bed and said in a low voice: "Go and call the abstinence." ”

At this time, I hadn't gotten up yet, and there was still half an hour before the morning class.

Dan Chenzi knocked on the door of the precept meditation room, and the handsome monk was wearing white pajamas, staring at this person who should not have appeared at the door in amazement.

"How are you?"

Dan Chenzi glanced at him, looked away, and didn't dare to look at him: "The head of the Buddha is back." ”

As soon as he showed his joy, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, why did Dan Chenzi come to inform him?

Looking at this familiar young Taoist priest again, his eyes were red, and there was a deep sadness in his expression.

Jiese sighed in his heart, he nodded expressionlessly, crossed Danchenzi, and walked towards the master's meditation room.

Walking and walking, faster and faster, the pace became more and more rapid, and finally it was a wild run.

"Bang dang!"

He slammed open the door and stared at the bed, where the old monk who had been sitting cross-legged in the past.

It was a cold, soulless shell.

Six o'clock in the morning.

The morning bell struck, again and again, and again, and again, and there seemed to be no end.

The cry resounded through Emei, and wails were heard all over the mountains

On this morning of rising sun, the construction team of the Shangqing faction began a busy day, and after completing the cleaning of the ruins, it has now been put into reconstruction.

Because the buildings in Taoist temples are usually two-storey, or even one-storey, the difficulty of construction is very low, and you only need to build some steel skeletons before you can start building a house.

Qin Ze was bathed in the golden morning glow, wearing tattered clothes, and came to the Shangqing faction with a tired face.

He did not reach the top of the mountain, but paused for a moment on the mountainside, found the path, and passed through the new branches and bushes to the yellow mud house.

"Senior, I am Qin Ze, the CEO of Baozer Group. ”

He stood in front of the courtyard and said loudly.

A few minutes later, the wooden door creaked open, and the old Taoist priest with a bamboo broom walked out with his shoulders bent.

Glancing at him, "I don't know." ”

"I brought you wine. He had already prepared to take out crates of liquor from his wallet, distilled spirits, rice wine, rice wine, wine, and whiskey, which were very different and expensive.

"I thought, the reputation of my love of wine will not be known to the whole world, so that you can hear about it, the leader of Baoze. The old Taoist priest sighed, and reluctantly moved away from the mountain of wine boxes.

"Dan Chenzi told me. Qin Ze said.

"I don't know Your Excellency, what do you mean by coming here?" the old Taoist priest beckoned, the box opened automatically, a bottle of rice wine started, unscrewed the lid, smelled first, then sipped, and nodded with satisfaction.

Qin Ze also smiled.

"I also made a struggle to come here, and if I didn't have to, I really didn't want to talk to my seniors. ”

The old Taoist priest took a sip of wine.

"You don't know me, but the other you know me. Qin Ze said, "He also passed on my Qi Sword. ”

The old Taoist priest paused.

"Forget the dust Dao Chief," Qin Ze said deeply, "Thank you Dao Master for the grace of passing on the sword." ”