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Since the ghost slave dared to propose a method of trying each other, it showed that he was very confident in his strength, and the other party smiled and said: "Master, no matter how strong the Buddha power emitted by that flying sword is, it will never be stronger than the monk in the early stage of the unity realm." With the power of the villain, unless the Buddha power of the flying sword has reached the late stage of the unity realm, even if it is a monk in the late stage of the unity realm, he will not be able to trap the villain. ”

Fang Xiaowu thought for a while, and said to the ghost slave: "Okay, you can try it first, but don't force yourself, if you find that the situation is wrong, fly back immediately, so as not to get hurt." ”

So, after Fang Xiaowu had been brewing for a while, he suddenly shook his hand, and the Ghost King Knife flew out of his hand, and the Ghost Slave had already been prepared, and instantly turned into a flash of lightning and hit the flying sword fiercely.

With a bang, the power of the ghost slave was really strong, and as soon as it touched the flying sword, it forced the flying sword to soar in light, and the Buddha's power suddenly appeared, as if it had reached its limit.

Seeing that the flying sword couldn't resist the Ghost King Knife, he was forced to step back inch by inch by the Ghost King Knife, and the distance from one zhang became shorter and shorter.

Suddenly, the flying sword rotated at great speed out of thin air, and it could send out a second kind of Buddha power, although it did not knock back the ghost king knife, but there was a powerful skill, no matter how great the power of the ghost king knife was, it could not force it out of a zhang, but circled within a zhang.

When Fang Xiaowu saw this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

At the same time, the nameless old monk seemed to sense something, opened his eyes again, and stared at the Ghost King Dao without a moment, with a slight look of surprise on his face.

It turned out that this nameless old monk had already discovered the strangeness of the Ghost King Knife, but with his Taoism, for a while, there was no way to see what kind of monster the Ghost King Knife was, but Fang Xiaowu was shocked that he could have such a weapon.

Like the nameless old monk, Zen Master Zhiwen was also extremely surprised.

But unlike the nameless old monk, Zen Master Zhiwen is the master of the second level, and he cares more about whether Fang Xiaowu can pass the level, if Fang Xiaowu passes, then he will choose to leave here like the previous Zhikong Zen Master.

Therefore, what Zhiwen Zen Master really cares about is not the weirdness of the Ghost King Knife, but whether Fang Xiaowu can pass him.

After a while, the flying sword that had been circling within a zhang suddenly erupted with a dazzling white light, as if it had made a final fight with the Ghost King Knife.

Boom!

The Ghost King Knife was bounced back by the flying sword and fell into Fang Xiaowu's hands, Fang Xiaowu could feel that the ghost slave had been injured, but how heavy the injury was, he had no way to know, only the ghost slave himself knew.

"Master, the villain has done his best, but the strength of this flying sword is not trivial, and the villain can only do this. "Ghost slave said.

"Ghost slave, I know you're already injured, you take care of yourself, don't worry about it anymore. ”

After Fang Xiaowu finished passing the message to the ghost slave, he was about to put away the ghost king knife.

At this moment, the old monk suddenly shouted, "Zhiwen, put away the white light sword." ”

Hearing this, the Zen master didn't say a word, stretched out his hand, and put away the flying sword without a trace.

When Fang Xiaowu saw it, he was very surprised, and said, "Master Zhiwen, what are you doing here?"

Actually, the person he really wanted to ask was the old monk, but he didn't know the old monk's Dharma name, so he asked Zen Master Zhiwen.

I only heard the Zhiwen Zen Master sigh: "Amitabha, I didn't expect Fang Gongzi's Ghost King Knife to be so powerful, and he almost destroyed Lao Qu's flying sword, and Lao Qu took back the flying sword because he didn't want it to be destroyed." ”

Fang Xiaowu thought for a moment and immediately understood.

It turned out that the Ghost King Knife and the White Light Sword fought to defeat both sides, just because the Ghost King Sword was changed by a ghost slave, as long as it was recuperated for a period of time, it would be healed, but the White Light Sword was different.

With the current "injury" of the white light sword, not to mention Fang Xiaowu's use of the Ghost King Sword to deal with it, even if Fang Xiaowu casually took out a finger, he could shatter it.

The nameless old monk's cultivation was profound, and he saw the "danger" of the white light sword at a glance, he was worried that Fang Xiaowu would still make a move, so he hurriedly ordered Zen Master Zhiwen to accept the white light sword, so as not to lose a Buddhist treasure in this temple.

And as long as the white lightsaber is not destroyed today, the nameless old monk has a way to restore the white lightsaber.

"Young Master Fang. The nameless old monk said: "Don't worry, this temple will never use despicable means on you, since Zhiwen has already collected the flying sword, it means that you have passed the second level." ”

Fang Xiaowu was still thinking about whether the second level had already passed, but at this moment, when he heard the nameless old monk admit it in person, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, but he didn't show it on his face, and said, "Since the master said so, the junior has accepted it." ”

In fact, it was too early for Fang Xiaowu to be happy.

Because the second level is already so sad, the third, fourth, fifth, and the last level that the nameless old monk is responsible for must be more difficult than the first, and he can only know the news of Tianmen Tower if he passes them all.

Will he be able to pass them all?

It's hard to imagine this matter, not to mention other people, even himself, but for him, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he has to give it a try.

Therefore, no matter how big the difficulties are in the back, Fang Xiaowu will not back down and will fight to the end.

At this time, after the old monk glanced at Fang Xiaowu deeply, he closed his eyes again and began to seem to be settled.

Zen Master Zhiwen stood up, walked to a wooden box, took a scripture book, walked over and handed it to Fang Xiaowu, and never said a word from beginning to end.

And this time, Fang Xiaowu was not polite at all, got up and took the scripture, and quickly glanced at the cover, and found that the name of this scripture was "The Dora Sutra", not only had he not seen it, but he had not even heard of it.

Just as Fang Xiaowu secretly guessed, after Zen Master Zhiwen gave him the scriptures, he chose to leave.

Fang Xiaowu had just put the "Dora Sutra" into the storage ring, only to see one of the three monks open his eyes, stand up, put his hands together, and said: "Amitabha, Fang Gongzi's strength is really unfathomable, and he actually broke through two levels in a row, and the old man admires it." ”

Fang Xiaowu smiled: "The master has won the award." ”

The monk said, "Young Master Fang, do you want to continue to break through or do you need to rest?"

Originally, Fang Xiaowu had broken through two levels in a row, which was already commendable, but he still wanted to continue to break through, if the third level was really more difficult than the second level, then he would talk about it then.

"As the saying goes, if you don't do it, you can't stop doing it, since the younger generation has passed the two levels, you feel that you still have the energy, and you still want to break through, please ask the master for advice. ”

"Amitabha, Fang Gongzi's energy is really extraordinary, since you still want to continue, then the old man will be offended. ”

The monk had folded his hands in front of him with a solemn expression, but after he finished speaking, his hands suddenly fell behind his back, and it looked as if he was behind his back.

Before Fang Xiaowu could see clearly, the monk brought his hands from behind his back to the front, but instead of putting them together, he was holding a piece of bamboo slip. Childe, do you want to continue the level or do you need to rest?"

Originally, Fang Xiaowu had broken through two levels in a row, which was already commendable, but he still wanted to continue to break through, if the third level was really more difficult than the second level, then he would talk about it then.

"As the saying goes, if you don't do it, you can't stop doing it, since the younger generation has passed the two levels, you feel that you still have the energy, and you still want to break through, please ask the master for advice. ”

"Amitabha, Fang Gongzi's energy is really extraordinary, since you still want to continue, then the old man will be offended. ”

The monk had folded his hands in front of him with a solemn expression, but after he finished speaking, his hands suddenly fell behind his back, and it looked as if he was behind his back.

Before Fang Xiaowu could see clearly, the monk brought his hands from behind his back to the front, but instead of putting them together, he was holding a piece of bamboo slip.