"I saw it, but can you please not stretch your feet to me, it's smelly, okay!"

The empty boy coughed lightly, and hurriedly ordered the several "goddesses" behind him to throw the heavenly remnants aside.

Meantime.

The empty boy carefully took out the cloth bag that was placed aside, and then slowly opened it.

Moment.

Rows of silver-white swords instantly caught Chen Xuanzang's eyes.

The silver-white short sword was about a foot long, and its body was crystal clear, and in the faint light, it shone with dazzling brilliance, making people have no doubt about its sharpness.

Now.

The mountain is foggy and smoky, and there is a pool of water on the top of the mountain, which is clear and thorough, and the fish in Tan can have a hundred heads, all of which are like empty swimming and have nothing to rely on. A few weeping willows are hunched over, not lush, but the leaves are a little verdant, looking like early spring has just arrived.

It must be known that it is now gradually entering the cool autumn, but the mountain is not aware at all, it must be something else, or there is a strange heaven and earth treasure here that no one knows.

The surface of the pool was sparkling, and a young man in white sat cross-legged on a wooden frame on the shore, with a smile on his face, as if he had seen it all.

He is quite delicate, his black hair is casually draped over his shoulders, the two sword eyebrows are facing each other, and a pair of phoenix eyes below are clear and focused, holding a three-foot sword, but the sword is not unsheathed, no matter how you look at it, he is just in a daze.

The next moment.

He waved his left hand slightly.

With his movements.

A silver-white short sword flew up slowly, and then, hurried towards the monkey not far away.

What a dagger it was.

A sword, dancing a piece of autumn wind, silver light, like a flying dragon, like rippling water, like a fire tree silver flower, like a snake, wandering everywhere, like an eagle, flying and soaring, is the snow lotus blooming in the wind, is the bright moon shining light, ten years of cold and summer, the party has created a sword intent......

It was a sword light that was brilliant to the extreme, a huge dark purple sword body, and the sword body was engraved with runes, which was clearly a sword light condensed by the vitality of heaven and earth, but at this time, it was like a substance.

Dozens of zhang long Silent Annihilation Sword Qi cut off the river between the two sides, and on the earth, a gully several zhang high lay there, and the sword intent emanating from it was still endless, constantly cutting the surrounding shrubs, flowers and plants.

Under a sword, the power is terrifying.

Of all the exorcist trios in the world.

The strength of the empty boy can definitely be ranked first.

But.

It can only be so far.

There are thousands of demons in the world, but there is only one Monkey King.

He is the strongest demon in the world.

There is no one, there is no other.

That sword qi that was enough to destroy the mountain peak didn't even hurt a single hair of Sun Monkey's hair.

Helpless.

The Void Boy can only throw out all the remaining short swords together.

Moment.

All the short swords came together to form a jet-black heavy sword that was more than two meters long.

"Look for death!"

Sun Monkey let out a low roar, directly took out the golden hoop stick, and killed it straight towards the black giant sword.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

In a flash.

A dazzling white light lit up, and the jet-black giant sword directly pierced the golden hoop stick, but it was ground into pieces by Sun Monkey with his flesh.

……

On the top of the giant peak of Qiongshan Mountain, which is not known how many thousands of feet high.

Heavy black clouds shrouded the originally bright sky like a pitch-black curtain, and the majestic rain suddenly poured down, thunder rumbled, and from time to time dazzling lightning swept through the thick black clouds, like a god shouting among the clouds.

In the middle of the Qiong Mountain.

An antique six-storey attic stands in the rainstorm, the eaves angle is high and protruding, covered with black tiles, the wall head is built into a undulating wave-shape, several stone carving beasts on it sit or stand, the top of the red vermilion lacquer gate hangs a black gold silk nanmu plaque, the dragon flies and the phoenix dance on the inscription three big characters "my Buddha hall".

However, what is surprising is that this antique-looking attic does not have wooden walls on each floor from the second floor, but a floor-to-ceiling window about the thickness of a thumb, through which you can clearly see the wooden bookshelves in the attic.

The top floor of the attic also has a very high row of bookshelves according to the wall, the bookshelves are horizontal and vertical, the style is extremely ordinary and simple, but the wood used is all extremely precious Dongyu Huanghuali, the bookshelves are densely packed with all kinds of books, the placement is uneven, but can be placed on such a precious bookshelf, undoubtedly are extremely precious and unique treasures.

Not far from the bookshelf is placed a rosewood desk, there are a few wrinkled books and papers on the desk, a brush is resting in the inkstone like a raft in Qingtan, soaked in thick ink, and the other several brushes are messily resting on the pen stand, the paper is Xuanzhou Shengxuan, the pen is Xuanzhou Zihao, the ink is Xin'an fragrant ink, the inkstone is Zhaoqing Duan inkstone, there is no eye and all of them are treasures in the treasures.

At this time.

In front of the bookshelf.

But it was a bald monk sitting in front of his desk.

"Why is there a sudden change in the dark!" The bald monk slowly closed his eyes, and his old, deep voice continued to echo in the air around him, as if he was muttering to himself or to someone.

On the rosewood desk in front of the bald monk sat an ancient book that looked to be some years old, and at this time the ancient book was already spread out, and the yellowed pages were written on the words of the incomprehensible meaning that he had muttered before.

"I'm here to see who's doing the trick!!"

The next moment.

Just as the bald monk's voice fell.

He suddenly slapped lightly at the void.

Meanwhile.

In the dark and silent universe, a river system spanning an unknown number of thousands of light-years is slowly spinning.

The river system is incomparably huge, with a few stars rising and falling, and there are erosive nebulae and star clusters dotted among them, everything seems so quiet and beautiful.

However, the calm was soon shattered.

At a certain moment, in the boundless river system, one by one hideous golden giant palms that were tens or hundreds of light years long suddenly poked out of the dark void, like a prehistoric beast that had just come out of the cage, constantly licking its fangs.

In just a short time, this star field was completely crowded, whether it was a blazing star or a planet full of life, it was like a marble in front of the dense battleship, but it was turned into a small firework in an instant by the touch of the golden giant palm, and then disappeared.

"Amitabha."

With that golden giant palm.

in the universe.

An ethereal Buddha horn suddenly reverberated between heaven and earth, and the sound of the Buddha horn full of compassion seemed to contain the great merit of soothing all the sins in the world.

Just as the voice fell.

Out of the endless darkness, a dazzling golden lotus flower suddenly bloomed.

And above that lotus.

A compassionate figure of the Buddha is sitting quietly.

(End of chapter)