Chang'an night, spring has not arrived. There was still a cold wind knocking on the door in the middle of the night, but it couldn't startle the house to sleep.

In the depths of the imperial city, in the majestic and luxurious inner hall, King Tang sat on the golden throne, and beside him stood the taciturn Bai Lao.

"Bai Lao, do you really need this king's help?" Tang Wang looked at the light curtain in front of him, and the scene inside was the devastated Smoke and Rain Pavilion.

Bai Lao was silent for a while, and said softly: "Your Majesty, the old man has been cultivating for more than ten years, and he can be regarded as traveling all over the world, but the old man has never seen such a young Qi Sea Realm. Since the last time I saw this son in the academy, the old man had already seen that he was not a thing in the pool. Please put aside your worries, the outcome of this battle is not yet known. ”

Tang Wang looked at the pure industry in the picture and pierced Ye Wuwu's waist with a punch, and heard Bai Laoshao's words, nodded and agreed: "Then the king will look at it with peace of mind, hoping that he can live." ”

The two people outside the Smoke and Rain Pavilion who had not yet decided the winner did not know that their battle had been clearly seen by the one in the palace.

Ye Wuxian kicked away the pure karma and reached out to cover his hollow waist, the sharp pain that made him wake up.

Jingye fell to the ground, and he had no strength, although he was not too seriously injured, but because of the use of forbidden arts, as well as the excessive consumption of spiritual power, his physical strength was completely exhausted, and Fang Cai's punch was already all his strength.

Blood soaked his belt, and his face was white and cold sweat flowed down at night. His cold eyes were clear for a while and blurry for a while, and he suddenly regretted a little, regretting that he hadn't killed Pure Karma at the beginning.

The spiritual power gathered to the wound, and Ye Wushu temporarily sealed the sharp pain in his waist, and he wanted to kill the pure karma lying on the ground as soon as possible.

Slowly walk towards pure karma, and come to pure karma at night. As soon as Jingye was about to get up, Ye Wuxian stomped on Jingye's chest with his right foot, and Jingye spurted out a mouthful of blood. His hands were gripping Yewu's ankles, and he was still struggling.

Grabbing the collar of the pure industry, Ye Wushu lifted the pure industry, threw it into the top air of the Yanyu Pavilion, jumped up, regardless of the blood, Ye Wuyi's right fist carried the red mang, and hit the right chest of the pure industry.

"Boom!"

Pure karma smashed into the top of the pavilion like a star falling, shattering the pavilion cover, collapsing the entire Yanyu Pavilion, and several beams and pillars fell down and pressed down on Pure Karma's body.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Ye Wushu picked up the ink knife on the ground, walked to the gravel, and looked at the pure karma with dust and blood mixed all over his face, and his heart was indescribably happy.

Jingye felt that his bones were broken a lot, and his body was completely numb and painless. Looking at the wooden bead bracelet exposed in his left hand, Jingye muttered slightly, Master, and reached out to touch it.

Seeing this, the Nine Sages sitting in the air stood up, and their bodies appeared directly above the Smoke and Rain Pavilion as soon as they moved, and their palms pressed down, and an invisible ripple covered the entire Smoke and Rain Pavilion.

Below the sky, Ye Wushi saw the wooden bead bracelet on Jingye's left hand, and his eyes lit up.

His right foot stepped on Jingye's right arm, reached out and took off the wooden bead bracelet on Jingye's left hand, and sneered: "It turned out to be because of it!"

Ye Wuyu didn't forget that he was shocked by something at the beginning, and now he knows that it was a string of Buddhist beads.

"Thank you. ”

As soon as he put on the Buddha beads, Ye Wuyu suddenly heard a thanks.

Looking down, the eyes of the original half-dead pure karma at this time were scarlet and translucent, and the voice was even more magnetic and ethereal.

Seeing this, Ye Wuxian swung down with a knife in his right hand, but when the ink knife was halfway swung, the two fingers of Jingye's left hand clamped the blade.

"You?"

Ye Wuxian wanted to pull out the ink knife, but he found that he couldn't pull it out, but it was clear that he only used two fingers, and he wasn't...

Before Ye Wusu's doubts were over, a strong momentum surged out of Pure Ye's body, and the violent impact on Ye Wusu's body shook him away, and together with the stone pillars that pressed on his body, all the stones were shaken open.

A soft breeze pushed, and the pure industry floated up directly, with the ink knife still in his left hand. He dropped the ink knife and plunged it into the ground without hindrance.

Pure karma's hair was scattered and fluttering, and the handsome face was only cold except for bloodstains.

Floating in front of Ye Wuyu, Jingye looked at him with no god in his eyes, and said indifferently: "If it weren't for you, Benjun wouldn't be able to release his power, although it was only a part, but it was enough to send you away." ”

"What are you talking about? What Benjun? You're not pure karma!" Ye Wu said in disappointment with a cold expression on his face. He was shaken open three times tonight, each time more serious than the other, and the impact just now directly dispersed his spiritual power, causing him to fall to the ground hard, and the pain in his lower back hit, and he couldn't get up at all.

"Hahaha, Benjun never explains to the dead!" Jingye raised his head and sneered a few times, his eyes glittering with blood.

With his feet on the ground, Jingye grabbed Ye Wuyu's neck with his left hand and lifted him up. I want to struggle, but as soon as I exert myself, my waist will hurt even more.

"Click!"

Jingye's right fist was clenched, and a fist slammed into the center of Ye Wuwu's chest. The crisp sound of bones shattering sounded, and a fishy stench erupted from the night, but it did not stain the pure karma.

There seems to be an invisible wall in front of Pure Karma, covering and evaporating the stinky blood.

The right hand was withdrawn, and the punch was blasted out again, and the eyes of the night were trembling and he lost his spirit.

"This ...... This ...... War, is... It's me... It's me who won!" The intermittent sound came from the mouth of the night that was bleeding non-stop, blended into the cold wind, and blew to all parts of Chang'an City.

Jingye withdrew his fist, looked at the night that lowered his head, and his limbs naturally drooped, and he punched out again.

"Bang!"

In the third punch, Pure Karma pierced Ye Wuwu's chest, and the red and white fragments in the latter's body were scattered all over the ground, still steaming.

Pull out your right hand and vaporize the blood. Jingye said softly: "You won this battle, but I won this fight!"

took off his wooden bead bracelet and threw away Ye Wuyu's body casually, the blood in Jingye's eyes disappeared, his body went weak, and he fell to the ground.

The smoke and rain pavilion is broken and the beam is down. The surrounding area was empty, and the ground was cracked. The night was thick and the cold wind was chaotic, stealing the heat from the body and taking away the vitality of the blood.

When the battle was over, the black clouds slipped away, and the cold moon that had lost its shelter appeared, and it saw the miserable ground, and the cold glow rippled with sadness.

A blue-clothed figure slowly fell, and walked straight to Jingye's side. Wipe away the dry blood at the corners of his mouth for Pure Karma, and the Nine Sages picked up Pure Karma. With a flick of his fingers, the ink knife standing on the ground flew into the sleeves of the Nine Sages.

After doing this, the Nine Sages turned to the alley on the side and looked at it indifferently.

"Since you're here, come out. The ethereal voice of the Nine Sages did not contain any emotion, and it sounded a little cold.

As the Nine Sages spoke, a gray-robed old man walked out of the alley that did not see the depths, steadily came to the Nine Sages, bowed his hand, and said, "I have seen the Nine Sages. ”

"Old man Bai, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, you came here, does the king know?" The Nine Sages glanced at the old Bai in front of him and chuckled.

When Bai Lao heard this, he looked up at the Nine Sages and said with a slight smile: "It was the king who asked the old man to come here to take a look, after all, the movement here is too big, and those people in Chang'an City, who will not know what is happening here." ”

In fact, it was because they suddenly couldn't check the situation here just now, and Tang Wang was worried that something would happen to Jingye, so he let Bai Lao come over.

"The king asked you to come and see, what to see, and the cultivators exchanged ideas, but it was nothing. As for the others, if you know it, you will know it, and if anyone wants to learn from it, this seat will accompany you. Of course, Old Man Bai, if you also want to find someone to talk to, this seat can also accompany you, how about it?" The Nine Sages noticed Old Bai's eyes, and they turned out to be on the body of Pure Industry, and his voice changed, and his tone became heavier.

The Nine Sages laughed, since the Nine Sages were here, there would naturally be nothing to do, and the old man would leave first. When Old Man Bai heard that the words of the Nine Sages were wrong, he hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Am I crazy to talk to you, don't let me surpass you one day, see if I don't clean you up!" Bai Lao said very respectfully on his lips, but he said indignantly in his heart. Although he did not participate in the battle of the sages that year, he watched it carefully, and he was very clear about the strength of the nine sages.

"Hehe, that's okay, say hello to King Tang for me. The Nine Sages smiled and spoke.

After the old man Bai answered, he saluted and left.

The Nine Sages, on the other hand, moved and disappeared in place.

As for the night that gradually lost its temperature, he was accompanied only by the cold wind, the long night, and the moonlight. Maybe by early morning, someone will take his body.

This night, the Yanyu Pavilion was gone, and the first sword cultivator of the Tang Kingdom was gone. After all, the old ginger has to leave first, because the new ginger has to go through wind and rain and break the ground.

......

The lonely Pulian Mountain is lonely. The mountains and forests are lightless, dark and wanton. On a mountain road, in addition to the smell of rotten leaves and new leaves, there is also a faint fishy smell.

"Knock knock!"

There was a sharp knock on the door outside the Pure Industry Temple.

"Crunch!"

A monk opened the door and looked.

"This master, I have something urgent to find Master Jingnian!" Without waiting for the monk to speak, Thief Tian hurriedly said, his eyes anxious and his breath floating. He still had blood on his face and some stab wounds on his body.

"Okay, you wait inside the door, it's cold outside. The monk looked at the thief and didn't think too much about it, and after he finished speaking to him, he quickly entered the temple.

He didn't step into the temple gate, but just walked in place, waiting for the person who Pure Karma told him.

Not long after, a monk in a blue cloth robe walked briskly, slightly chubby, but with a kind face.

"Amitabha, this donor, under the pure thought, I don't know what the donor is looking for the poor monk?"

Hearing this, the thief breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Jing Nian, and said softly: "Master, do you know pure karma?"

"Jingye is the junior disciple of the poor monk, is the benefactor looking for him?" Jingnian replied calmly.

"No, Jingye is my eldest brother, he asked me to give this ring to you, let you keep it for him, and he will come to you to pick it up later. "Thief Tian took the thunder ring of pure karma from his index finger and handed it to Pure Mind.

Jing Nian took the ring, glanced at it, frowned slightly, and asked with a little worry: "Donor, do you know where Jingye is now?"

"Master, I'm sorry, I don't know. Thief Tian thought about it and didn't tell Jing Nian.

When the pure mind hears the words, there is no doubt. Put away the ring, sighed, and whispered the scriptures, and the Buddha's light wrapped around the thief's body.

"Master..."The thief was puzzled, and just as he wanted to ask, the pure thought stopped.

"Amitabha, the benefactor's injury, the poor monk has been cured. The hard-working donor is tired from running and working, and the night is late, why donor might as well stay in the temple and rest for the night?" Jing Nian asked, holding his palm and looking at the thief who had healed from the knife wound.

Thief Tian was stunned for a moment, and quickly looked at his wounds, and found that they had all healed. Only then did he bow his hand to Jingnian and thanked: "Thank you master for your help, the kid will not disturb the cleanliness in the temple, so he will go down the mountain and say goodbye." ”

"Donor go slowly!"

After that, the thief turned around and left, disappearing into the mountains and forests, while Jingnian was about to enter the temple, and the temple door was closed lightly.

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