Xia Fanxing turned around and smiled, "Senior Brother Ming's cultivation of the Seven Killing Star Qi is so powerful, is Senior Sister worried that he won't be able to beat him? It's still early, you might as well watch these two fight." Even if he does lose, we'll catch the bald donkey again. ”

Obviously, the twenty-four disciples standing scattered in the wide open space also thought the same way as him. Hou Ying, who was dressed in white clothes and white dresses, also changed her expression in front of everyone at this moment, showing a look of interest, looking at the two people who were facing each other at the moment.

"Alas... You, how do you know to play... Forget it, junior brothers and sisters, Hou, why don't you help..."Jin Ru complained quietly, but she could only look at the two people at the foot of the mountain who seemed to have taken out their housekeeping skills.

Xia Fanxing smiled and glanced at Zhou Zhu, intently watching the tense confrontation between the two at the foot of the mountain.

I don't know each other, and I fight like this when I don't agree with each other, which is really in line with Mingshen's aggressive temper.

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At the foot of the mountain, Ming Shen has squeezed his energy to the limit. His eyes were red, and his whole body was surrounded by fierce purple qi, and he looked extremely fierce. But he knew that the Seven Killing Star Qi that surrounded him on the surface was already all he could unleash. Because his foundation building grade is really not high, there is no way to expel all the turbid qi with the spirit tripod in an instant like Wang Yunming and Hou Ying, so that the bloodline can be occupied by all the Seven Killing Star Qi.

Therefore, Mingshen himself also knows that he is indeed a little inward-looking. But he had to teach the bald donkey a hard lesson, and beat him down in the most arrogant way possible. Just based on his sentence of the waste of the six tripods, Ming Shen couldn't bear it!

Among the six generations of disciples, no one has ever dared to poke his sore spots! Even his master, the Soul Daoist, would not easily mention his foundation building rank in front of him.

And that monk's cultivation, he could clearly feel that it was lower than himself. But the fight between the two is so indistinguishable, it is nothing more than because his foundation building level is not as good as the other party. This made Mingshen feel even more angry, and an angry expression was written all over his face.

At this time, the two were several feet apart. The monk kept reciting scriptures and mantras. But the expression on his face was clearly a little anxious. I even regret that I just made a disrespectful remark, which led to me falling into such an embarrassing situation.

Monks can not take advantage of the speed of their tongues. When this thought appeared in his mind, the monk's mind shifted somewhat. He wanted to find a step down, after all, he hadn't attracted five generations of disciples yet. There is a very important thing for him to go up to Meifeng, and he has been seen by so many people, and he can't let the situation worsen.

However, the vigor of the same young people has not been worn out by the Buddhist scriptures. He couldn't make peace with the other party, who was angry and red-eyed when he said it casually. It's a shame, it's a shame!

When the two thoughts collided, the young monk understood that he was inevitably in love. He smiled wryly and silently recited a few verses of scripture. Stabilize your mindset. It doesn't matter if you win or lose, but you can't lose to the contradictions in your heart. He quickly figured it out, and suddenly waved his golden Zen staff, jumped into the air with an arrow step, and took the lead in breaking the stalemate!

The intense golden light shines brightly at the foot of the Nightfall Mountain. It is estimated that people above the middle of the mountain should also be aware of it, but no one came down to interfere with the battle between the two.

Ming Shen's eyes dilated under the golden light, and he watched the monk's figure float towards him unhurriedly. The Buddhist Taoism is subtle and profound, and he doesn't know what the monk is reading, but it is difficult for him to control his eyes from looking at the other party. The crisp and loud Buddha voice sounded in my ears. This is the most common disturbance of the mind in the secret methods of Buddhism. When Ming Shen reacted, the Zen staff in front of him was only a few meters away from him, getting bigger and bigger, and the Buddha's light was getting more and more dazzling.

He instinctively wanted to back away from it. However, the time to make a decision is only a split second. He made the opposite of his instinct!

When the Zen staff slammed down towards Ming Shen, the furious purple qi overflowed violently from his dantian, and a large number of Zhongrong veins on the Chongmen acupoint swooped out. The double-strand sword in his hand was instantly surrounded by a rich purple aura. His hands moved separately, and his two swords slammed into the top and middle of the golden staff. The fusion and impact of different auras produces a unique qi explosion sound, which is exceptionally loud.

At the foot of the mountain, the monk's feet were slightly off the ground, and the Zen staff clenched in both hands collided heavily with Mingshen's weapon. The weapons in Ming Shen's hands went up and down, against the Zen staff, his legs were not far away, gritting his teeth, and resisting with difficulty.

The two were at a stalemate again in this position. The Buddha's light slowly spilled from the monk's rosary to the Zen staff, but the speed was much slower than before. But as long as a trace of golden light appeared on the Zen staff, the purple qi that Ming Shen overflowed from the dantian would also be even stronger. Although his expression was much more difficult than that of the monk, under the stalemate, no one dared to make a move first.

The West Pole Sect is worthy of being the first major sect of Buddhism. Their scriptures and mantras are truly powerful. And the monk in front of him obviously has a good understanding of the Dharma, and the Buddha light in the natal rosary is too strong. However, Ming Shen relied on a murderous aura to integrate it into the fierce Seven Killing Star Qi, and did not let the monk take advantage of it at all.

Actually, only ten seconds have passed. Xia Fanxing, who was shocked when he saw it, felt that it had been a long time. After ten seconds of stalemate, this time it was Mingshen who shot first!

There was an angry roar, which frightened almost all the disciples who were watching. "Shut up!"

Mingshen's shouting really tore his throat and roared. Xia Fanxing was so frightened that his whole body was shocked, and when he looked back at Jin Ru and Zhou Zhu, he was also stunned.

I'm afraid the inner sect can hear this roar! Then, there were two gentle coughing sounds from Ming Shen. His voice was completely hoarse.

However, his goal was achieved. Under the tense confrontation, the monk can still maintain the state of chanting. And Ming Shen's cold shout succeeded in making the monk stunned. The monk's whole body was shocked, and his brain couldn't turn all of a sudden, although he was still habitually reciting the mantra on his mouth, but at this moment he couldn't remember what he was reading......

The golden light on the Zen staff receded at a noticeable speed, scattering into the heavens and the earth. Ming Shen naturally wouldn't let go of such an opportunity to shout in exchange for breaking his throat. With a swing of the two swords, he turned to the left side, and the two swords came together, hitting the top of the Zen staff fiercely. The flames were shining, and the fierce Seven Killing Star Qi immediately spread to the monk's hands through the two weapons. He couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and the hands eroded by the Seven Killing Star Qi brought unimaginable pain. The monk was also in a hurry, and he stepped back sharply and threw his Zen staff into the air on the left.

Then, the two of them kicked their feet at the same time, and they all rushed towards the Zen staff that was still rising in the air. The monk recited the mantra of Buddhism, and the golden light enveloped his body again. In the night sky, in the middle of the air at the foot of the mountain, a golden light and a purple light rose almost shoulder to shoulder!

Xia Fanxing rubbed his nose. Like the other onlookers, almost all of them couldn't help but admire in their hearts - my God, it's really enjoyable to watch!

"Third Senior Brother, stop! Master Jianyuan, please stop!"

At this time, a gloomy voice came from a distance, with a little anxiety, trying to stop the two who were fighting for the Zen staff.

A black shadow flashed quickly, and everyone could see him rushing towards the foot of the mountain at an unattainable speed.

Isn't this the senior brother Wang Yunming?

Since picking Hou Ying out of the secret realm that day, Wang Yunming was injured and comatose by the secret array, and returned to the inner sect to sleep for two days. In addition, knowing that Hou Ying's cultivation has surpassed himself, the senior brother's mental state does not seem to be very good. Not long after he came back from Fan Yang helping An Lushan complete the Heaven Sacrifice Array, he didn't expect that his position in the first rank would be greatly shaken. Three months later, at the Six Generations Disciple Conference, he was definitely going to be compared to Hou Ying.

At this time, he suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain for some reason, as if he had been ordered by someone to stop Ming Shen and the monk he called Master Jianyuan.

However, by the time he reached the bottom of the mountain, the two men in the air had already exchanged hands again. Maybe because just now, it was the young monk Jianyuan who threw his Zen staff into the air, so he knew how much strength he was making. When the two of them rushed towards the Zen staff at almost the same speed, the aura surged, he suddenly slowed down, and at this time, the Zen staff just stopped rising and fell steadily into his hand.

At this moment, Ming Shen continued to rush towards mid-air. But his reaction was also very fast, and the purple qi surged violently to prevent it from continuing to rise. Looking at Jianyuan, who was almost attached to the bottom of his thigh, got his weapon and wanted to land. Ignoring the fact that his body was already difficult to maintain balance, Ming Shen kicked out a sharp kick that was aimed at Jianyuan's chest. Jianyuan hurriedly held the Zen staff with both hands and protected it on his chest. But the force of Ming Shen's kick was very great, completely ignoring the situation that he was about to fall, and kicked Jianyuan several feet away.

After Master Jianyuan was kicked out, he quickly fell in mid-air, and no longer had the stability he had before, and finally managed to maintain his body at the moment when he was about to land, but he still fell and was covered with dust, and his robe was covered with dust, but fortunately he was not injured.

And Mingshen, who was desperate to kick this kick, was in even worse condition. The whole body lost its balance, like a bird with broken wings fluttering helplessly in the air, falling faster and faster, faster and faster, but it could no longer stabilize its body and maintain its balance.

At the last moment, Wang Yunming, who had just arrived at the battlefield for a few seconds, stretched out his arms, and his whole body was also ignited with purple qi, and a barrier shrouded in black mist appeared around him in an instant, he caught Ming Shen, and the barrier immediately disappeared because of Ming Shen's fall.

Wang Yunming coughed violently twice and put down the person who had finally caught it. The ugly face frowned, and he wanted to open his mouth to question, but sighed. Walk in the direction of Monk Jianyuan.

He stretched out his hand to Jianyuan, who was covered in dust and coughing incessantly, "Daoist friend is okay, right?"

Jianyuan shook his head, stood up by himself, and sighed, "Wang Daoyou, Senior Brother Ling... Alas, Amitabha Buddha ......"

Wang Yunming glanced back at Ming Shen, who was sitting on the grass at the foot of the mountain, not knowing what he was thinking. Then bow your head and go.

All the disciples who were watching heard his voice, "Don't look any further. Hurry up and go back to the mountains to clean up. ”

Senior Brother is still very vocal among the six generations of disciples. After listening to his transmission, the disciples who had already been addicted to it all began to move, and at this time, Wang Yunming's voice sounded again, which was particularly obvious, "Master Jianyuan is a distinguished guest of my sect, go to Guanmei Peak to find Uncle Xinyin." Mingshen, why did you fight like this just now, you can tell me first!"

Xia Fanxing rubbed his eyes, and he still looked a little unsatisfied. Jin Ru, who was behind him, pulled the corner of his clothes and said softly, "Everyone is going back, let's go too." ”

And Zhou Zhu beside him has quietly run back to the foot of the mountain.

"Okay..."Xia Fanxing replied casually, turned around, and could vaguely hear Ming Shen's hoarse and broken voice saying something to Wang Yunming. At this time, there was a sudden gust of wind behind him, and the corner of his clothes was pulled again.

"Senior Sister Hou. Jin Ru and he turned around and saw someone coming, but it was Hou Ying, who was standing on the other side just now.

"Senior sister, I have something to say with Senior Brother Xia. You go back first, and I'll let him come to you later." Hou Ying's expression was very cold, just like what she had done in the past.

Jin Ru glanced at Xia Fanxing and replied with a smile, "That's okay." Senior Brother Xia, go ahead. ”

Xia Fanxing glanced at Hou Ying suspiciously, hurriedly turned back and smiled at Jin Ru, and hurriedly followed Hou Ying's footsteps and walked towards Guanmei Peak not far away.

Come to the cave at the foot of the mountain at Guanmei Peak. Since the little junior sister was taken away, the six generations of disciples who guarded Guanmei Peak were only Hou Ying. And after she entered the secret realm, it is said that she directly sent two fifth-generation foundation building disciples to guard it. And tonight, all the people who were originally guarding the town at the foot of the mountain had left, and like all the disciples of the five generations, they went up to various spiritual mountains.

Xia Fanxing only saw one person who surprised him a little. Su Qiao.

She was wearing a sandalwood robe that day, and she always had a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth. After Hou Ying brought Xia Fanxing over, she stood by Su Qiao's side. "Fanxing, I've already discussed what you said with Daoist Xinheng. I told him, you told me that it was a little difficult for you to cultivate the "Water God Technique" of the Xuan Neng Immortal Master. I wanted to help you, so I came to him and asked if I could pick a time for you to meet the immortal master's fake side in the coming days. ”

"He understood me very well. The Taoist said that he would go and ask the immortal master. If the immortal master is willing, let me know the specific time. But it made me feel a little strange that he said something - that kid would be willing, right?"

Su Qiao's soft gaze fell on Xia Fanxing's face, but he felt very unnatural. Xia Fanxing didn't want Su Qiao to know about the grievances between him and Xuan Neng, so he finally came up with an embarrassing reason, wanting to perfunctory Su Qiao's doubts, "Ha... Could it be that he thinks I'm usually so lazy, why did he take the initiative to go up the mountain to find the Immortal Master this time......

"Oh, I see, I'm a little weird... You are so smart, you should be more diligent in normal times. Su Qiao said with a smile. But Xia Fanxing always felt as if she had guessed something. Su Qiao's pair of gentle eyes seemed to be able to read his heart.

He also agreed to go with Qiqi. Because after all, Qiqi has just come out of the secret realm not long ago, and there may be questions to ask the immortal master. The Taoist Master also mentioned that you haven't communicated with the fake bodies of the retreaters, have you? There are some doorways in this, so I'll tell you about them now. ”

Xia Fanxing breathed a sigh of relief, and there was finally no problem with going up the mountain to meet Xuanneng. In fact, compared to anything else, the most important thing is to make your psychology really strong before going up the mountain, so that when you see Xuan Neng, you can ask what you want to ask and make the decision you want to make. Instead of being penetrated by the cunning and cunning Xuan Neng, he can't move and is subject to it everywhere.

After listening to Su Qiao's talk about communicating with the monk's fake body and spiritual thoughts, the time was about to arrive, and just now I saw that many disciples had entered the inner sect. Thinking that Senior Sister Jin was still waiting for him to return to the Inner Sect under Zhixuan Peak, Xia Fanxing opened his mouth to prepare to say goodbye.

And before he could speak, suddenly, there were footsteps on the north side of the silent foot of the mountain, in an empty clearing!

He immediately thought that the north side of Guanmei Peak was where the North Mountain Gate of Tu Feng Sect was located. Don't... Someone slipped in again?

Hou Ying said decisively, "Let's go, let's take a look." ”

Guanmei Peak North is also the place where Hou Ying and Su Qiao met for the first time. After listening to her words, a trace of fear appeared on Su Qiao's face, but it was quickly covered up. Seem... That night more than ten years ago was not a good memory for her.

Xia Fanxing nodded, and was the first to walk in the front. The three of them were separated by some distance and went around to the north side of the mountain. In front of you is a wide passageway, and not far away is the magnificent North Mountain Gate. And to their surprise, the mountain gates that were guarded by two disciples of the fifth generation were now not even guarded. Could it be that the disciples of the gate have all gone up to the mountain to discuss matters?

In the bright moonlight of the night, Xia Fanxing felt more and more strange. At this time, he suddenly felt a flash in front of him. It seems that something reflects the moonlight. He jerked his head to the side, but saw a monk sitting on the grass on the left side with a bare head and a rosary around his neck. This age is younger than that Jianyuan, and he looks two years younger than Xia Fanxing, and he looks quite handsome. He hurriedly waved his hand back, signaling that there was someone in front of Hou Ying. The next moment, the young novice lifted a bottle in his hand and poured something into his mouth. Then, take the bottle down .... There was a full burp.

Xia Fanxing was stunned, isn't this a monk? Why are you still drinking? He took two steps closer, trying to get the young novice's attention. But he just sat on the grass, stupid. Getting closer, Xia Fanxing found that his face was already flushed, how much did he drink?

"He can't be the bald donkey's fellow disciple just now......"

"I'll go ..." He didn't notice the movement behind him at all, and as soon as he found Hou Ying, he rushed out at a very fast speed. At some point, she had an extra dagger in her hand and rushed behind him, choking him by the throat.

The monk who drank too much was completely unaware of the danger. She turned her head to look at Hou Ying, who looked indifferent, and her mouth full of wine made her want to punch him in the face.

"Senior sister, wait!" Xia Fanxing rushed forward and gently took the dagger in her hand. At this time, the drunken novice spoke inarticulately, "Here... Is this the Tu Feng Sect? Where is Guanmei Peak?"

"You and Monk Jianyuan are in the same door, right?" Xia Fanxing made eye contact with Hou Ying for a moment, and then asked Shami.

"He's my brother... We are from the West Pole Sect... I'm going to watch the plum peak..."

Su Qiao also approached. The three of them all understood that what the disciples of the Western Pole Sect were doing at this time must be of the same nature as the guests of the Outer Sect who had come to each Spirit Mountain earlier. But... Why didn't the monks and brothers follow the routine? They were all discovered, which is a bit strange.

"Why didn't you two arrive together? he threw you away?" Xia Fanxing thought for a moment and continued to ask.

The young novice took another sip, "He's so hateful... I drank for the first time in my life and it was really delicious. It's not that I'm disobedient, it's just that it's so delicious. Actually, we came from Nanzhao. The day before yesterday, probably the day before yesterday, I was drunk at night, in fact, he also drank, don't believe it. But I slept until noon the next day, and when I woke up, there was no one else... That's it, I'm still a senior brother... Fortunately, I kept this bottle down. And then I came. I couldn't help it, and I drank a little too much at night... Is he here today? Can you tell me where Guanmei Peak is?"

They are here to find the Whisperers. Xia Fanxing looked at this drunken little monk and felt speechless. There was nothing to ask him again. Glancing at Senior Sister Hou, Xia Fanxing shook her head helplessly, and she sighed. So he pulled up the drunken novice and pointed to him, "This is Guanmei Peak." ”

"Thank you, thank you, Amitabha..."Shami stood up tremblingly, glanced at the unfinished wine bottle on the grass, and had to drop it with a pained expression. He walked towards the Guanmei Peak in front of him.

In the cloudless night sky, the bright moon shone a little light, shining on a little monk with a light on his head and disappearing on the other side of the foothills.

"You two should go back to the Inner Sect as well. ”