Outside the hut on the side of the main hall of the severed Jade Buddha, there are monks holding cooked copper sticks, the moonlight is dim, the door is broken, and the back of the little novice is red by the firelight, which further sets off the darkness of the front.

"Who the hell are you?"

Master Jingfeng's voice was cold.

Xia Bai turned around and smiled: "I'm Yuanxing, don't you know me?"

When the monks saw him take a step forward, they all clenched the cooked copper stick, and the sound of the wind swayed with the candle flame in the room, and the light was uncertain.

Hurried footsteps were heard in the distance, and soon the monks parted, and a barely discernible corpse was lifted, which looked exactly like the little novice in the house.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Filled with silent repression.

The monks looked down at the roundness that had been dead on the ground for a long time, and then looked at the little novice standing in the room, and they couldn't help but feel a chill down their backs, and they couldn't help but feel terrified.

"Tell me, who are you?"

The Buddha beads in Master Jingfeng's hand changed at some point, and the original small leaf red sandalwood prayer beads were replaced by dark golden strings of one hundred and eight huge beads.

Each one is engraved with different patterns, there are heavenly maidens dancing, there are fire sea knife mountain blood pool ice caves, or the evil ghosts of the underworld prostrate, full of mythological colors, at a glance extraordinary things.

Since he was discovered, Xia Bai did not hide it.

In the light of the torches, everyone saw an extremely penetrating scene, the skin of the little novice's entire body began to squirm, his face was reorganized, his muscles were prominent, and his body was raised, revealing a black-haired shawl and a stunning face.

As soon as he poked into his palm, a dark and scaly long knife appeared.

The handle of the knife has a dark blue lamp.

Xia Bai quietly looked at the old monk who was the leader, and there was information in his eyes:

【Master of Silent Peak;Threat: 3】

[Exercise 1: Fu Tiger Fist, Dacheng; Brief Description: One of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, after Dacheng, the vocal cords are powerful, which can play a role in deterring people's hearts, and with the internal strength of the yang attribute, there will be a very large bonus]

[Exercise 2: Flame Heart Method, Dacheng; Brief Description: The first of the five great divine skills of Shaolin, the first of the ten yang holy skills of the Blue Yan Initial Realm, belongs to the pure positive internal power]

[Item 1: The Great Bright Treasure Wheel; Brief Description: One of the four sacred relics of Shaolin Buddhism, it has a strong restraint effect on evil things, and it contains the power of the gods]

Xia Bai just glanced at it, and he already understood the level of the person in front of him.

A top master who has never stepped into the Xuan Qi Realm has a threat to himself at most 1.

The reason why it shows 3 is that the Great Bright Treasure Wheel does have some unimaginable power, but it is nothing more than that, or the extent to which this Jingfeng Master can exert it is extremely small.

Xia Bai couldn't help but shake his head, and said gently: "Actually, I really hate self-righteous monks like you, since you know that I have something weird, you don't hide it, you have to come to see through me."

Do you think that I have nothing to do with the corpse in the mountains behind Shaolin?

Or are you stupid enough to think that you can grab me with that rosary in your hand?

Can you tell me, what exactly do you think?"

Master Jingfeng's face was solemn, and he grabbed the string of dark gold prayer beads with both hands and tore it apart suddenly.

One hundred and eight dark gold beads flew out, but they did not hit the ground, but turned into clusters of floating and burning fireballs, like one hundred and eight scorching suns.

"Of course I know that your strength is unfathomable, but if I startle the snake, won't I let you escape?

Master Jingfeng's expression was solemn, his palm turned over, pinched a simple handprint, and said with a finger: "Subdue demons and eliminate demons, Bright Treasure Wheel, go!"

One hundred and eight scorching suns, as if ordered, were all heading towards Xia Bai.

The latter just closed his eyes and felt the scorching breath.

This power is powerful, but it is far from being able to harm him.

In the eyes of the monks, the stunning young man's black knife grabbed in front of him, and he didn't cut it out, but his body moved rapidly, and he fell like a wind and thunder, and the momentum of the fall was like a waterfall falling from thousands of feet, splashing countless splashes.

There is no water here.

Some are just knife gas.

When the tip of the knife touches the ground.

Diffuse, full, like a mist of water flying out of the knife qi, burst up.

Every invisible sword qi struck a dark gold great light rosary.

Bang bang bang!!

Before the eardrums could get used to it, there was a series of loud noises that were about to explode.

The golden light of the fire flickered from each rosary, illuminating the house brightly!

Night.

The moonlight was obscured by black clouds.

The back mountain, the lonely temple, and a certain hut suddenly dawned, driving the surroundings into a short day.

In the daytime, there was a pure black shadow, passing through like a ghost, and the black knife slashed out, swept by, and raised, and the knife momentum was endless.

A panicked wail could be heard in the light.

By the time it was settled, it was already the dead body of a monk.

Xia Bai raised his head and looked at the short-bearded strong man he saw at the entrance of the main hall during the day, who was taking the little girl, looking at this scene in amazement, and didn't seem to react.

Lin Changyue, the owner of the Zhendong Dart Bureau, had also experienced strong winds and waves, and suddenly woke up, his hand was the long sword that reached for his waist, and at the same time, his left hand the size of a futon grabbed his daughter's clothes, threw them backwards, and roared: "Run!!"

The little girl in the pink cotton jacket, Lin Rongrong, landed gently, gritted her teeth and turned around and ran towards the mountain road, she was born in the dart game, naturally she has never learned martial arts, and her foundation plan is not bad.

Lin Rongrong only felt that there was not even the sound of swords colliding behind her, only a wail from her father.

She covered her mouth, and a line of tears flowed, "Woo woo..."

It seemed like a long run, and it seemed like it was only a little while.

The next moment, she suddenly bumped into someone.

Barren mountains and mountains, behind him are the terrifying devils that I saw at a glimpse.

In front of him is a dark mountain path.

Under this almost completely tense nerve, this impact made Lin Rongrong's heart suddenly shake, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

"Ahhh

She's just going to scream.

But a small hand covered her mouth.

Lin Rongrong gasped heavily, and only by the moonlight could she see this person's face clearly.

It turned out to be the little novice in the temple, round.

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

Xiao Shami comforted the daughter of the Zhenbei Dart Bureau.

The shadows of the trees are rustling, and the mountain wind is deep and cold.

The palms of the little novices have a reassuring warmth on them.

Lin Rongrong didn't know that the true roundness was dead, and when she saw that it was someone she knew, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then took the little novice's hand and said, "Run, let's run, there's a big bad guy behind." ”

But she was not able to pull this pull.

The little novice was like a mountain, and she couldn't pull it at all.

Lin Rongrong suddenly thought of something, suddenly froze, and asked with a trilling voice: "You... How could it be here?"

Xiao Shami said gently: "Uncle Shi asked me to go to Shaomu Mountain, but I forgot to take something important halfway, that is, I turned back, and I happened to meet you." What's wrong, what's going on?"

Lin Rongrong seemed to notice something, her face turned pale, and she shook her head and retreated: "No, you are seriously injured, they won't let you go back to Shaomu Mountain alone late at night... It won't..."

She had seen the dead bodies of monks all over the ground, and heard her father's wail, but the terrible devil of great beauty had not yet caught up.

Only the little novice appeared in front of him.

Lin Rongrong's body trembled.

Little Shami sighed: "What a smart little girl. ”

As he spoke, his body changed, his muscles squirmed, his body was raised, his face changed, and in the blink of an eye, he had become a teenager, extremely beautiful under the moonlight.

"Why are you afraid?"

Xia Bai asked gently.

Lin Rongrong's legs were swinging, and her teeth were "deserved" and touching up and down.

Xia Bai rubbed her hair, "You're a smart girl, you know that when you see my face, you're going to die."

There's no way around it...

Although I was not saved by you, you have always been kind to me, and you have to give me baked gluten to eat, and I really don't want to kill you if possible.

You and your father should have come down the mountain sooner so that I wouldn't be so sad, I'm really sad. ”

Lin Rongrong trembled and asked, "You... Who are you, why did you kill us, why did you kill the master, why did you kill my father?"

She had forgotten her fears.

Xia Bai patiently explained to her that the surrounding thousands of meters were within his senses, even if there was a mosquito flying in, he could know it, so he could explain to this girl with peace of mind and explain the cause and effect to her.

It's like the big brother and the little sister telling a story under the moonlight, the picture is cold and beautiful, if it is frozen.

Talk to the end.

Xia Bai asked gently, "This new world is great, do you like it?"

Lin Rongrong was already numb, and her mind was blank.

"What color flowers do you like?"

"Red... Red. ”

The little girl didn't understand why the demon suddenly asked such a question, but the appearance of the young man in front of her and the tone of her voice had made her mood strangely stable, and even brought a little unwarranted hope.

The next moment, a cold light swept by.

Xia Bai hugged the girl's almost instantaneous corpse.

With a sweep of his eyes, he saw a letter poking out of the girl's arms.

Xia Bai's eyes narrowed.

...

There are white plums in the mountains, and when they are stained with blood, they can become red flowers.

The eunuch of Allure made a small tombstone, decorated with beautiful pebbles, and sprinkled with blood-stained white plum in the middle.

In the hut where the scriptures were scattered, there was another rummaging, and soon seven forty-two chapters of scriptures were found, and the scriptures all over the ground were even mixed with Shaolin's martial arts.

Shaolin seventy-two stunts, he can't look down on them, but the four magic skills look pretty good.

The green lantern is like Zen, the Sutra of Death, the six-armed vajra body, and the thirty-two years of Zen.

If Zen is too light, he doesn't learn.

Thirty-two years of Zen is too long, and he doesn't learn it.

The Sutra of Death needs to be realized from joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and he does not learn it.

In the end, he copied the book "Six-armed King Kong Body", one of the five great Shaolin divine skills, and put it in his arms, which was an unexpected gain.

There are three thousand weak waters, and he only takes one scoop, and if it is not suitable for him, he does not want it.

Outside the main hall, the sky is white and overcast.

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Rest assured, this darkness doesn't come out very often...