Distance.

At the wreckage of the wall of the Shaolin Temple, which had almost been abandoned, stood an old monk in gray, who was Murong Bo.

In front of him, he also looked quietly in his eyes.

Although Murong Bo has given up that ambition in his heart after experiencing the ignition of the sweeping monk, he will not give up because Murong Bo has become a monk for the sake of his son's future considerations. Therefore, after the First World War, Murong Fu left from the back mountain of Shaolin.

Even if Shaomu Mountain has been surrounded now, with Murong Fu's ability, he can escape. After all, the top players are in the mountains.

Even.

Murong Fu's back was lost, but Xiao Feng unexpectedly did not stop him.

After the intrigue of Yiqiē is exposed, it is nothing.

In particular, this conspiracy has fallen into the eyes of Six Doors.

Under the powerful power of the government, the Murong family is afraid that it will be wiped out by the power of the government. Therefore, seeing Murong Fu's departure, Xiao Feng had no intention of stopping him, and only felt pity in his heart for this already stubborn person.

Xiao Feng's previous heroic expression echoed in his mind, and in combination with the current bloody man who had fallen into Xiao Yuanshan's arms and lost his voice, even Murong Bo had to sigh that this was a heroic man who stood up straight and acted rightly.

Not for his Liao identity, but for the things he did.

It's just that......

As a father, where do you want your child to be such a hero?

A sigh came out of his mouth, Murong Bo did not go out, but stood in place without any movement, he knew that the rebellion would not end like this, no matter what choice the son who had left would make, but they had to give the six doors and the court an explanation.

He, Murong Bo is the one who confessed.

In the field.

Xiao Yuanshan was in tears. A heart of sorrow.

What is he doing this life for?

But he couldn't accept such a result!

The boy has tears and doesn't flick.

This moment.

Xiao Yuanshan was heartbroken again, just like decades ago, in the battle of Yanmen Pass, he saw his wife die in front of him. Now, it's for him to feel it again.

"Ahh

"Ah...... Ah......h

The big hand gently stroked the bloodstained face, and the voice choked out in Xiao Yuanshan's throat, and finally the unspoken words finally turned into a laugh that made others sound sad to the bone: "Ah...... Yes...... Haha......"

Laughing and crying.

Xiao Yuanshan hugged Xiao Feng's corpse. The whole person was in that kind of blankness, which made the people around him unbearable.

Even if there is a lot of resentment, but in the face of an invincible person, that resentment will turn into despair.

Side.

"Amitabha!"

"Good, good!"

Seeing this, the sweeping monk, who was already tired, also sighed, and after a sigh, he also lost his voice and passed away.

In a flash.

The remnants of the monks all wailed when they saw this.

The successive Buddha names rise and fall with each other. The monks who were still able to move had already forcibly sat cross-legged on the ground and began to chant the Buddha's name and chant the scriptures.

"The supreme and profound subtle dharma has been encountered by millions of calamities. I have seen and heard it now, and I am willing to interpret it as it comes. ”

"Shakyamuni Buddha!"

"Nan no Great Wish Jizo King Bodhisattva!"

……

The mighty scriptures rang out one after another, and finally these voices converged into one and echoed in Shaomuro Mountain.

Discerning people in the rivers and lakes. I could hear where this sutra came from.

Even.

Some people in the rivers and lakes couldn't help but chatter, for the sake of those who died in front of them. It's even more for Xiao Feng.

It is the Jizo Sutra!

It is not only for the death of Xiao Feng and the sweeping monk, but also for Yue Yuan.

“……”

Quietly looking at the qiē that happened in front of him, Yue Yuan seemed to be out of the matter, like an outsider looking at this qiē, Xiao Feng ended like this, which made Yue Yuan's heart have an indescribable feeling.

For the first time.

He felt what kind of experience it was to be in the rivers and lakes, and he couldn't help himself.

The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

Not to mention the difference in philosophy.

Listening to the scriptures echoing in his ears, Yue Yuan casually threw the wine gourd in his hand on the ground, looked up at the snowflakes that were falling bigger and bigger, and let these snowflakes fall on his face, but said with a smile: "The Dizang Sutra...... Ha! If hell is not empty, and if I don't become a Buddha, won't you give up? ”

"It's really stubborn...... Pathetic! ”

It was only at this moment that the bloodthirsty aura on Yue Yuan's body had dissipated, although there were still traces of Xiao Feng's blood on his body, but when he listened to these somewhat irritable Buddhist scriptures, he didn't have the heart to make a move.

There was silence for a long time.

Yue Yuan sighed softly, flipped his right hand, and a small flying knife appeared in the palm of his hand. On his left hand, he took out a piece of fragrant wood, did not speak, and stood there quietly and carved it.

With the knife slashing, the falling sawdust was like the snow flying in the sky, as melodious and rootless.

Fall.

And he never went back.

With the movement, the outline of the wood has gradually appeared, and it is the image of a big man.

A bamboo stick.

A jug of wine.

A patch, a pair of fleshy palms, a laugh.

A big man who is arrogant and dry, standing up to the sky.

Soon.

The statue is in good condition.

Looking at the statue of Xiao Feng in his hand, this is the impression of Xiao Daxia in his mind, but this moment...... The flying knife was put away, and with the sudden grip of his right hand, the statue instantly turned into pieces and leaked from between his fingers.

It's as if the other party died at his own hands.

At this moment, Yue Yuan already knew that his mind had truly changed completely.

But what is this change?

He didn't want to say it, and he didn't want to say it.

As if sensing something, Yue Yuan slowly turned his head and looked at the other side.

Corner.

When Concubine Xuan and Dugu Feng came, the little girl had already walked to the other side with the four swordsmen, avoiding them from a distance. She always found the man too strange, and she was quite disgusted.

"Please!"

"Just like I begged you to beg you to!"

The beautiful woman's gaze stopped on Concubine Shi's face, and the smiling gaze seemed to penetrate the other party's face. Imprinted into the other person's mind.

The look of smiling but not smiling made it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

“……”

Hearing this, Concubine Shixuan's body couldn't help but tremble, raised her head, and stared at each other with her eyes.

Thenceforth.

Dugu Feng's gaze finally withdrew from Xiao Feng's father and son, and for the first time, she had a disgust for the soft sword in her hand. Her sword has killed many people and injured many people, since her swordsmanship has been completed, except for Yue Yuan, she can be almost undefeated in swordsmanship alone.

But today......

After this battle, she clearly knew that she was still defeated.

It's not that he was defeated in swordsmanship. Rather, he was defeated on his own.

Is that the other party's swordsmanship, or the Dao Heart Demon?

Dugufeng couldn't be sure.

Yes.

She still clearly remembered in her mind that after the other party's move was displayed, she vaguely felt that she had become the other party's sword, which hurt Xiao Feng. Such a heroic man, although he did not die at her hands, it is not unrelated.

After all, they were injured by mistake under their own swords.

The crape myrtle soft sword has been unusable since then.

The ending of the sword in her hand had already been determined in her heart, but her attention was immediately attracted by the conversation between the woman and the concubine.

frowned. Dugufeng's eyes kept sweeping back and forth on the woman's face, this was a woman who made her stranger, Dugufeng didn't know it, but looked at the appearance of the concubine. Obviously, the relationship between the two is unusual.

At this point, a flash of inspiration flashed in Meng's mind, and Dugu Feng remembered a person.

A woman that all women in the world have to admire.

The left foot took a slight step sideways, and the right hand was holding the soft sword in his hand. The gaze was fixed on the other party's face.

Although Dugufeng doesn't want to admit it, in a way, her Dugu family also has grievances with the person in front of her.

Gate Valve Family......

In a way. It started from Yang Guang and ended in the hands of the person in front of him.

However, Dugu Feng didn't care about this, the most important thing is that the person in front of him is also a person who knows how to cultivate demons in his heart.

The concubine was silent.

"Do you want to save?"

This question echoed in her mind, Shi Fei Xuan's face was a little pale, she knew very well that this question was not an ordinary question, it not only referred to the safety of Shaolin Temple, but also from the mouth of her own daughter, it already contained other meanings.

It not only refers to the safety of Shaolin, but also the choice between mother and daughter.

To put it into a simple word, who is more important between this Shaolin and her?

"Hmm!"

The blood at the corners of his mouth was flowing, his heart was hurting, and he was even more remorseful, and his eyes were already wet with tears, but they didn't come out. In the face of this persecution, Shi Feixuan suddenly understood what her daughter thought and the pain she had in her heart.

Is that thought worth it?

How much of the current situation is due to the battle of ideas between her and Yue Yuan?

If we don't solve the current problem, how much blood will be shed? Maybe...... Perhaps, I am the one who fell into the devil!

Demon ......

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

The concubine smiled at the same time, the tears in the corners of her eyes were even longer, and when she looked around, she saw that there was a mess all over the place, and a large number of houses had collapsed, and many people had died in this battle. The heroes present are all people from the rivers and lakes, and the people of the rivers and lakes are dead.

But they shouldn't die like this, especially since there are many people who serve the country and the people, how can a blood be sprinkled here?

Eyes are shining.

In the end, after fixing his gaze on Xiao Feng's corpse for a long time, it fell on Yue Yuan's body.

For the country and the people......

I may have been selfish and demonic before, but now...... Shi Fei Xuan was also aware of the situation in the Great Song Dynasty, and the teachings of the Meditation Monastery echoed in her mind, which was ...... for the world What does it mean to be for the world?

After seeing Xiao Feng's ending again, Concubine Xuan finally understood what this sentence meant.

They...... It's all wrong.

I'm sorry!

Clear sky!

It's all my fault!

With a pain in her heart, that sentence was not said after all, she withdrew her gaze, and her eyes stopped on the face of the woman in front of her, and she murmured: "Let Concubine Xuan do one thing for this world and this Buddhism for the last time!" ”

"Concubine Xuan, stubborn!"

When the words fell, the concubine bowed her head, and then her knees weakened, and she knelt there so straight.

Side.

Dugu Feng, who had been paying attention to the situation, was stunned and shocked all the time.

And in front of the concubine Xuan-

“……”

Mingkong stared blankly at the senior concubine who was kneeling in front of him, and his eyes widened.

His face was full of surprise.

"Huh?"

"Hah! Hahaha......"

"Kneel!"

"You, you really knelt for me?"

It's sad, it's unbelievable, Mingkong's eyes are faintly red, and the whole person is even more upright and laughing, the poignant female voice echoes on the top of the mountain, and in that laughter, two crystal tears slipped down the cheeks that were leaning up.

own mother......

After all, he still didn't choose himself, and even knelt down for his own daughter for others......

The grief and indignation finally couldn't bear it completely, even if she used to be an emperor, but at this time, a qiē is not important.

"Ah!!h

The power exploded.

The crown of hair cracked, and a green silk suddenly dispersed, and the energy centered on her in all directions, surging away, stirring up the flying snow in the sky and dancing wildly.

The only thing that echoed in Shaomuro Mountain was the bitter cry of resentment.

Looking.

What Yue Yuan saw was the windswept wind and snow, as well as the heart-tearing sound.

Unconsciously, Yue Yuan only felt that his heart hurt violently. (To be continued......)