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The wind and sand in the sky not only made it difficult to move in this wilderness, but also blocked the view within a few feet.

Shifang, who followed behind his master, was swept down the steep slope by the oncoming wind and dust.

I finally struggled to climb up in the wind and sand, and inadvertently looked down, but was stunned to find that my master was walking through the mountain road below.

That's not all, when he had worked hard to keep up with his master's steady pace and walked to a place to rest for a while, before he could eat the rice bag he had just opened, Shifang found that the original white rice had been covered with dust.

Thanks to the fact that Zen Master Baiyun has walked more bridges than all the roads traveled in the ten directions, even in such a harsh environment, he can still calmly solve the problem of eating with wide sleeves.

On the outskirts of Guobei County, Shifang, who found that the dark clouds covered the top, hurriedly came to a grass canopy with his master to take shelter from the rain.

Not long after I sat down, the pouring rain suddenly fell from the sky.

Just when Shifang, who drank the rain to quench his thirst, was glad that his bad luck was not too bad, he found that there was a skull sitting under his butt that he didn't know how long he had been here.

If that's all it takes, forget it, as a monk, a little monk who travels all over the world with his master.

Especially in the chaotic years of this person's cannibalism, the existence of skulls that is enough to frighten ordinary people is already strange for Shifang.

But I never expected that this side would throw the skull in one place at random. Over there, I saw a bunch of bandits with swords and blades rushing from the bushes.

"I don't know that head!" Thinking that he was unlucky again, Shifang hugged his head and ran away, and at the same time, he loudly defended himself.

Replace it with usual. These bandits, who completely rely on licking blood with knives to make a living, will definitely be happy to have in-depth exchanges with the white and pure Shifang.

But right now, these guys don't care about each other at all. It's about running in one direction as fast as you can.

Just when all the bandits were more than ten directions and ran into the barren meadow that was almost a foot high, a man and a horse appeared.

"Give me back the money!"

Yan Chixia, who leaped from his horse and landed in front of the bandits' escape route, turned around with a broadsword while speaking.

This slash immediately proved that running the fastest often does not necessarily mean that you can stay away from danger, and even kill you because of it.

No, the bandits who ran at the forefront didn't have time to dodge, and they were beheaded by a sword that looked like an antelope hanging on its horns.

"The one who gets the money will go first!"

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

The bandits, who were frightened by the sword but were still unwilling to give up the money they had in their hands, retreated wildly as they spoke.

This is an obvious act of seeking death. It was soon verified that "people die for money, and birds die for food." "That's an old saying.

In the face of Yan Chixia's fierce swordsmanship, these bandits who rob homes and houses and do all kinds of evil are like cutting vegetables and melons, one sword is one.

Just as the sword light and the stump flew together, the blood and the screams were all in the same color, suddenly a clear chant came from the rain curtain in the distance:

Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not groan and walk slowly.

Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life.

"Huh?"

Sitting cross-legged in the grass hut to avoid the rain, completely ignoring his apprentice Shifang who was in danger, Zen Master Baiyun stopped chanting the scriptures in his mouth.

Not to mention how high the literary brilliance is contained in this poem, when the first Mo character sounds. Obviously, the voice is still coming from afar.

But almost when the last word just fell, Shifang, who was about to be splashed with blood in the air, felt a flower in front of him, and when he looked closely, he realized that he didn't know when he had returned to the grass shed.

Meanwhile. At the same time, a voice that made people couldn't help but feel good said:

"Little monk, in this troubled world, it's better to be careful."

"Huh?" Take a look. The stupid Shifang realized that there was a young man wearing a cloak and a hat around him at some point.

Thanks to the fact that these days of traveling with the master are not in vain, although there is still some confusion about the situation. But Shifang finally knew that he could get out of danger and return to the grass hut, mostly because of the help of the other party. Present Tenten says:

"Thank you for your help."

As he spoke, Shi Fang also looked at the ordinary man in front of him with curious eyes.

Just kidding, I can get myself back to the grass shed in that kind of environment just now, and I don't believe it if the other party is not a strange person.

can accompany his master to travel for so long, and the people have seen a lot of them, and this kind of hidden strange person is still the first time that the eldest girl has met in the sedan chair.

Coupled with the fact that this product is at the age of natural jumping, how can it not be curious.

"The so-called red flowers, white lotus roots, and green lotus leaves, the three sects were originally one family, that is, Taoist friends, why bother to say thank you."

The man who let go of his right hand finished with a smile, and bowed to Zen Master Baiyun, who was still sitting in the corner of the grass shed, and said with a smile:

"This master, you are polite."

"This Taoist is polite." Zen Master Baiyun, who stood up and bowed back, said solemnly.

It was the first time that he saw his master greet people so solemnly, and the surprise and curiosity in Shifang's eyes became more and more intense.

It's a pity that the man in the cloak didn't stop much after seeing the salute.

Instead, he left a sentence "The road ahead is precious." After that, he left in style in the heavy rain.

At this time, Yan Chixia, who chased and killed the bandits for his own money, had not even finished killing anyone.

"What a supernatural power!" Standing in the grass hut and looking at the direction in which the figure was leaving, Zen Master Baiyun suddenly spoke.

"Master, what supernatural powers? Do you mean the Taoist? Shifang, who was standing beside the master of the main family, asked curiously.

"If it's not him, could it be you?" Zen Master Baiyun, who glanced at his stupid apprentice, said.

"If only I had that supernatural power, why don't I need to travel so hard." I thought that my master was talking about the ten parties who had been rescued, and said with a mutter.

"You, talk less and do more."

As soon as Zen Master Baiyun, who was too lazy to explain the truth to the other party, finished speaking, the murder scene over there finally stopped.

Stepping out lightly, it seemed that it was no different from normal walking, but in fact, the figure who crossed a distance of several zhang in an instant stopped in the open space thousands of kilometers away.

Although the rain curtain from heaven to earth wet the entire coat and hat, it was so strange that whether it was the man's robe or the shoes under his feet, not to mention the water, not even the smoke and dust raised by the wind and sand were not contaminated at all. (To be continued......) R527