The wind and snow are shaking.

All that remains of Mt. Shaomuro is the wreckage everywhere.

The dead, and the departed, what is left?

Zhuge Xiaohua stood beside Xiao Feng's corpse in a daze, muttering speechlessly, his three senior brothers were also emotionally moved at this moment, and forcibly dragged their injured bodies to stand there helplessly. Faced with the departure of the culprit, the four of them didn't have any idea of daring to make a move.

As a man of the Six Doors, such a result is undoubtedly the greatest irony.

At the moment when Yue Yuan left, the four great sword attendants of Mei Lan Zhuju also performed light skills to follow. Because the shock left behind is still vivid, so that everyone else present is overwhelmed and has no intention of stopping it.

The Great Wheel Ming King Gu Mozhi, who had been hiding in the corner, took a deep breath, and his heart was full of luck.

But seeing the Shaolin Temple fall in such a miserable scene, he couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart, but even so, Gu Mozhi had no intention of taking advantage of the fire to rob, he didn't want to become a thorn in the eyes of other people present, so that the fire that permeated the hearts of these people was emitted on himself.

After thinking for a moment, Haruma quietly retreated towards the woods on the side.

This Shaolin, even now, is still a dangerous place.

There were still a few masters present, which surprised and alerted Kumachi.

What's more important is that the battle just now also made his warrior's heart greatly shaken.

“……”

After a vague sigh, Dugu Feng also clapped his palms, and the eagle eagle who had been staying in the corner finally flapped his wings and walked out at this time. The previous big impact had no effect on the eagle owl.

It's just that when he saw his real master, the eagle didn't dare to step forward.

The reason for this is that it can feel the aura of the fierce dragon, which makes the eagle feel the danger.

"Dugu Feng!"

Just as Dugufeng was about to leave, Wang Yuyan's voice suddenly came.

"Huh?"

He stopped, and turned around in surprise. Dugu Feng's eyes fell on Wang Yuyan's body, and he saw the other party say seriously: "The duel between me and you has not started yet!" ”

“……”

His face was stunned, Dugufeng was silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said, "I'm not in the mood to do it today!" ”

"If you really want to fight...... Three months later! ”

"Unleash all the qiē you have gained and realized, and you are not enough at the moment!"

With a wave of his hand, Dugu Feng turned around and continued to walk in the direction of the eagle.

"Location!"

"Location ......"

Look up and look at the snow. Dugu Feng pondered for a while, suddenly remembered a place, and replied: "Then Huashan!" ”

"Three months later, we will discuss the sword in Huashan!"

After speaking, I saw the eagle eagle wings raised, fanned the wind, and the whole flew up, and Dugu Feng stepped on the back of the eagle and rode away. Leaving the top of the mountain, many people looked up. Just in

It was the snowflakes flying in the sky, and there was no trace of the other party.

Seeing Dugufeng leave, Wang Yuyan's figure immediately flickered, and people walked towards the Shaolin Temple.

She's looking for her cousin.

It's a pity......

Even if Wang Yuyan looks for it no matter what. But there was still no trace of Murong Fu.

In the short time that followed, a battle broke out at the foot of Mt. Shomuro, and the army of the imperial court fought with the people of Thirty-six Islands and Seventy-two Caves, facing an army with powerful weapons. The people in the rivers and lakes are naturally a rabble without an organization.

Although many escaped, a large number of them still fell into the hands of the army.

Immediately afterwards, the army of the imperial court went up the mountain.

They have only one goal.

That is to arrest the rebels.

And at the same time.

In the other direction of Mt. Shomuro.

Murong Fu, who had already descended the mountain along the cliff of the trail and left Shaomu Mountain. It was standing quietly in the wind and snow, looking at the direction of Shaolin Temple with tears in his eyes.

He knows.

From now on, his father Murong Bo is truly gone.

Long.

Murong Fu turned around, and the person strode towards the north.

Back?

It's come to this point, how can you turn back?

It is also considered that if Murong Fu, who is ruined, wants to truly live in this world again, there is only one way to go, the dream that is carried on the Murong family.

There was no looking back.

I don't want to look back.

Murong Fu just walked towards the unknown future step by step.

At this moment, only two figures echoed in his heart.

One is his father, Murong Bo.

One is Dugu Feng, who defeated him with three swords.

Stretched out his hand and patted the snowflakes on his body, but the snowflakes that followed covered him again, and he muttered in his mouth, as if he had made a decision in his heart, and his steps immediately became bigger.

Faintly.

Only a faint sound of 'Mingjiao' was flying with the wind and snow.

Yamashita.

Yue Yuan, who was holding the imitation Moon Lack Sword, kept following him, chasing after his daughter's figure.

But in the middle of the day, he encountered many people who stood in his way.

These people who block it all have a common identity.

It is from the Xixia Yipintang.

"Get out of here!"

With an angry reprimand, the sword light flashed in his hand, and the person passed by his side, and the person was splashed with blood, although he didn't care about these minions, but their people cooperated with the sharp weapon to stop Yue Yuan for a moment. But in this instant, it was pulled away again.

Trailing all the way, but encountering more and more obstacles along the way.

There is an illusion.

Yue Yuan felt that this was the route that Mingkong had already prepared.

Wave after wave of people who sacrificed their lives and forgot to die were either special candidates, or people who were confused. In short, the people who stood in the way along the way have become the souls of the sword.

Even if it was a tracking method of cultivating demons with the Dao Heart, there was no result as Yue Yuan imagined.

Coupled with the heavy snowfall, it completely obscured the sight, and along the way, Yue Yuan was chased and lost.

Stand still.

Only the bell is tinkling.

The whole person was bathed in the vast snow, and the people from the rivers and lakes fell all around, and the blood on the blade of the sword slowly fell along the blade, falling on the snowflakes that had already spread a thin layer on the ground. Embellishment with poignant beauty.

"Dao Heart Cultivator!"

After a while, he read the name of the other party's exercises, Yue Yuan's face couldn't be seen clearly in the white-haired snow, and no one knew what his face was like at this moment, only the angry and sighing voice was floating in the wind and snow.

"Leshan Giant Buddha!"

muttering the place that came out of Mingkong's mouth, Yue Yuan's mood was extremely chaotic at this moment.

Girl!

Wei Zhenzhen!

Azhu!

All three of them fell into Mingkong's hands, and it was obvious that she had been preparing for a long time. Combined with what Dugufeng and Wei Zhenzhen had said, as well as the history of the Tang Dynasty, Yue Yuan was almost certain that his daughter was only afraid of resentment.

Hate yourself.

Hate the concubine.

I also hate Wan Wan.

Compared with Chuanying, her life is much harder.

Ultimately.

These were just a sigh from Yue Yuan's mouth.

And then—

The sword is sheathed.

The bell sounds. Yue Yuan didn't continue to chase, but took a slow step, and walked in the direction of Sichuan step by step.

In the wind and snow.

Tread the snow without a trace.

It's just that his heart, at this moment, is far from being as traceless as it is shown by light work.

Some are just helpless, and there is guilt.

……

Seven days later.

The Battle of Shaomuro Mountain has gone viral in the rivers and lakes, and although the time is still short, the general story in it has become the main drunken talk on the rivers and lakes. Those who have attended, or those who have hearsay, will say it in an exaggerated and exclamatory tone.

Sigh hero!

Sigh the devil!

Sigh beauty!

In a word. The Shaolin Temple was forced to close the temple for a hundred years, which was a shocking thing. Such a thing is so that the rebellion of the Murong family is even ranked after the beauty hero.

And just when the consequences of this battle were slowly fermenting, a person came to another place.

An old man.

Sichuan.

Near Leshan. At the confluence of the three rivers of Dadu River, Tsing Yi River and Min River, a big Buddha with a height of more than 20 zhang is standing here.

This big Buddha is called Leshan Giant Buddha, also known as Lingyun Giant Buddha.

It was built under the auspices of the empress.

As for the Lingyun Temple near Zài, there has been no trace of the changes in the world in these years. The only thing left is this big Buddha, looking at the world.

In front of the Buddha statue.

Riverside.

With the sun above his head, Yue Yuan stood there. Look up at this big Buddha.

In the past, many people visited the Buddha statue, but at this moment, there was no one to see. It was quiet, except for the sound of the water flowing in the river.

said that it was an old man, because Yue Yuan had been here when he returned to the Divine Condor. It's just that I rushed by at the beginning, and I didn't have time to observe this big Buddha properly. Right now, taking a closer look, Yue Yuan found that this big Buddha inexplicably gave people a strange feeling.

I didn't know that this Buddha statue was cultivated by my daughter, but now that I know it, this place is even more clear.

It always makes Yue Yuan feel very strange.

Faintly.

Yue Yuan felt that the Maitreya Buddha statue in front of him had a sense of ferocity.

The blood in Yue Yuan's body, which was stimulated by this feeling, couldn't help but become lively and boiling.

It feels ......

Is it a delusion?

Shaking his head, his gaze was withdrawn from the face of the Buddha statue, on this surface, there was no trace of Mingkong, Little Girl, Wei Zhenzhen and Ah Zhu at all.

Could it be that there is something in this Buddha statue?

As soon as this thought came to mind, Yue Yuan's gaze suddenly moved downward, looking at the feet of the Buddha statue.

There.

A crack suddenly opened on the inside of the Buddha's foot, and a stone door opened, and a person walked out of it.

A man who lost his mind and was accused by someone.

The man came to Yue Yuan, bowed, and said, "Please!" ”

“……”

Without making a sound, Yue Yuan glanced at the other party, and found that the other party's spirit had been controlled, and with the other party's lead, Yue Yuan followed.

At the moment of coming to the Buddha's feet.

Yue Yuan's footsteps paused, and the imitation Yue Que Sword in his hand was immediately inserted into the ground, and he entered empty-handed, only the two bells were placed in his arms. Later, the people also walked into the stone gate.

"Clear Sky!"

"Daddy is here!" (To be continued......)