Shaolin Temple, Daxiong Treasure Hall, many Shaolin leaders and elders wearing yellow robes and red robes stand.

With white eyebrows like snow, Kongwen, who had a long face, held a nine-ring tin cane, looked up to the west, and sighed: "Amitabha, greedy sweat and Buddha light appear in the world." The inheritance of the Buddha cannot fall into the hands of the left way, and the old man can only walk on the red dust again. ”

His face was pale gold, his breath was restrained, and he looked at it normally, and he looked around and said: "Wusi, you invite Senior Brother Konghui to enter the Houshan Relic Pagoda and guard the 'Ananda Knife'." ”

said that it was a guard, but in fact, it was to let Kong Hui, who was guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, take charge of the divine soldiers and suppress the sect.

Wusi is the first seat of the Bodhi Temple, shaped like dead wood, and the hair is all down: "Master, the relationship between the general outline of the divine palm is heavy, and you can't take it lightly, and please bring the divine soldiers, so as not to be taken advantage of by the great Asura and others." ”

Kongwen smiled and shook his head: "If you get my fate, you lose my life, don't let the mountain gate be in danger for this." Wang's mind is unpredictable, and he needs to be careful. ”

Between the words, he seemed to be quite confident in the upcoming battle for the Dharma Body, worthy of being the third on the Heavenly List, having once sealed or killed a Dharma Body master!

"Amitabha, the disciple obeys the teacher's orders. "I have made up my mind without thinking and hearing anything, and I have not persuaded again.

Kongwen whispered a Buddha name: "There are many useless people in this matter, empty to see the junior brother, no pure master and nephew, you go with the old man." ”

Although he only named two people, this is more than 20% of the high-level combat power of Shaolin!

In addition to the Dharma body of Kongwen, Shaolin is among the top forces in the world, and the number of grandmasters can also rank in the top three, and outsiders estimate that there are at least seven!

Among them, there are six well-known to the world, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is empty, the first Bodhi Monastery is empty, the Bodhi Monastery is the first unthinkable, the first precept is unpure, and the Bodhidharma Elder is undelusional. The elder of Bodhi, Xuan Bei, is also suspected of having an empty character monk who has been facing the wall for a long time to practice dry meditation.

And Kongjian is the pinnacle of the exterior scene, and there are eight heavens without purity, which is better than ordinary grandmasters, and Kongwen is obviously not much more expensive!

"Amitabha, Uncle Wujing is the first seat of the precept hall, which is related to the purity of the temple, so he should stay in the temple, master, let the disciples accompany him. Xuan Bei stood up.

He's the same as an unheard person. Therefore, I took the initiative to ask for help.

However, the reason is correct, as the first seat of the precept court, it is obvious that it should stay in the temple, unless there is no one to send.

Kong Wen waved his hand: "You have regrets in the hall, your foundation is not stable, you have to retreat more, looking for a chance to be reborn in Nirvana, and if you don't think, you have to help Senior Brother Konghui preside over the affairs of this temple, and the other first elders are not as good as Wujing Master and nephew." Hehe, the precepts are not in the heart, and it doesn't matter if there is a first seat or not. ”

He made up his mind, and Xuan Bei could only accept it.

"There is still some time before the Divine Palm is born. We slow down the past, observe the changes first, and avoid human control. Kong Wen glanced at the first space of the Dharma Academy and the first seat of the Discipline Academy.

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Inside an ancient tomb full of eerie and dead silence.

A man surrounded by a blood-yellow death mist stood respectfully in front of a huge coffin.

This coffin is two feet long and one person wide. The color is dark and black, and it looks extremely heavy, and it is carved with the patterns of the underworld and the Nine Hidden Yellow Springs.

A green lantern was placed at the end of the coffin. The body of the lamp is old, full of mottles, the flames are like beans, and the green is terrifying.

"Sect Master, the target has been dispatched. The man in the blood-yellow death mist said respectfully.

An indifferent and majestic and low voice came from inside the coffin: "Do as planned." ”

There seemed to be the sound of flowing water in the words.

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There is a faint burnout between the eyebrows of the "Ten Sweethearts", which arouses curiosity and pity, and has a unique charm.

He looked at Jiang Zhi's hand holding the sword slightly, and a sincere smile flashed in his exhaustion: "The girl's hand is white and powerful, and she is not delicate in her delicate spirit, and her hand is like watching people, and the girl should be the same, why not participate in the Zen of joy with the poor monks, enjoy the bliss of the world, and realize the supreme avenue?"

His voice is full of magnetism, low and eloquent, making people feel like soaking in a hot spring, with indescribable comfort and relaxation, and his mind is a little confused.

Jiang Zhiwei also felt this way, but he immediately came to his senses, compared to the Xuannu's "mortal dust fairy realm", he was still far behind!

The "Ten Hearts Master" saw Jiang Zhi standing in the air, as if he was being photographed by his own bewildering Zen sound, the smile on his face was even bigger, and he flew over, still saying in his mouth: "Talent is divided into yin and yang, and people are divided into men and women......"

After seeing the "Ten Hearts Master", Xue Lengzhao was like being hit by the fixation technique, trembling all over, and his strength seemed to have disappeared, and he couldn't run away if he wanted to, at this time, hearing the magic voice of the Ten Heart Master, and seeing Jiang Zhi being slightly stunned, she couldn't help but open her mouth and tried to wake up, but the Ten Heart Master had already realized it and looked back at her.

His eyes were indifferent, the corners of his mouth were hooked, he seemed to be smiling, Xue Lengzhao suddenly didn't even have the strength to speak, the person in front of him seemed to be his master, the master of his joy and pain, he couldn't resist, he didn't want to resist!

It was a huge shadow, and I couldn't get out no matter how I walked!

At this moment, a sword light lit up, the sky was completely dark, and it seemed that all the light had been absorbed, unless there was nothing else in heaven and earth, no self and no other!

Even the common sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and there are no abnormalities such as sympathetic sword qi around it!

Only pure, only splendid, only the sword has not been released, and the intention comes first!

The Master of the Ten Hearts only felt a tingling pain in his eyebrows, and the Yuan Shen was frightened, and when he wanted to raise his hand, he became slow, and watched the sword light rushing towards him!

Oops, hit the mark!

The sword is out of me!

He didn't care about anything else, and the acupoints around his body suddenly opened, and a glass light appeared, mixed with a little pink inside, and a hideous golden-bodied Buddha statue appeared behind him!

The Buddha statue is almost substantial, sitting cross-legged with open hands and embracing a woman.

This woman is naked, her skin is better than snow, her body is bumpy, she can see the blood of the people, she is extremely beautiful, but she is always changing, in an illusory state, straddles the Buddha's lap, and sits face to face.

Only a woman who has been replenished to a sufficient quantity or quality can make her condensed, so as to interweave the Dharma and step on the second ladder!

As soon as this Buddha statue appeared, his eyes immediately opened, and he changed his posture, and his hands were folded behind the woman's back.

Joy is empty, sinking is empty, all natures are empty!

The hands of the Ten Hearts were raised and folded in front of their faces!

Everything is empty, the pure sword light disappears, and the long sword is just right to be clamped by the hands of the Ten Heart Venerables!

Ziziz, the sword light is thin. Dao sword marks appeared on the palms of the golden-bodied Buddha statue, and the Ten Heart Venerable flew out upside down, avoiding the follow-up attack.

In the face of Jiang Zhiwei's long-standing "sword out of self", although he was oppressive, he still suffered a loss.

It's her!

It's the Sword Fairy!

Thinking of the rumored bright and brilliant appearance, and thinking of the strength of the other party, the anger of the ten hearts of the Venerable Master turned into lust, burning with joy and true anger!

The others did not have their own gains, and they all went to the place where the Buddha's light ascended, and it would take a while to return. No strong man can stop himself here!

Su Wuming is indeed terrifying, but he has nothing to worry about, he has been hunted down and killed by the strong people of the Snow Mountain Sect and other forces all the year round, he is not a law body, he can transmit power through the air, what is there to be afraid of?

It's a big deal to hide in the Hanhai Sea or the Burial God Desert Secret Land after succeeding, can Su Wuming keep guarding it?

This is the difference between the people in the Nine Realms of the Evil Demons and the powerhouses of the family court, which is even more lawless and unscrupulous!

But the Ten Sweethearts were obviously also affected by lust. Otherwise, the abbot of Huanxi Temple would not deliberately provoke a person like Su Wuming, who has a promising Dharma body!

Jiang Zhiwei didn't succeed with a sword, and without hesitation, he attacked again, and the sword light was raised. Straddling the sea, the sword intent around is full, and the air flow is separated, and it seems that it is impossible to resist!

The hideous golden Buddha statue behind the Ten Hearts Master changed its posture again. A palm slapped out, pulling the right hand of the Ten Hearts Master.

This palm is unremarkable, and there are no other visions. Only the true qi turned into the same golden hand in front of it, but its five fingers changed, like a swimming fish, with some indescribable weirdness, and it penetrated Jiang Zhiwei's sword momentum in a breath and slapped it on her chest.

Everywhere!

The famous mastery of the Huanxi Temple!

With one successful move, the ten hearts of the Venerable Ones were even more lustful, and the palm momentum was ethereal and endlessly changing, so that Jiang Zhiwei had no way to defend against it, and there was no way to end up together.

Suddenly, Jiang Zhiwei's sword light folded back, and inexplicably swung down in front of him, as if cutting off something.

The heavy palm momentum disappeared, and there was no change, revealing a big golden hand, which slapped forward without any fancy skills, and was naturally resisted by the long sword.

Jiang Zhiwei and the Ten Hearts Master flew out upside down at the same time.

How could it be so easy to block my pervasiveness? The Ten Heart Masters were surprised in their hearts, and suddenly remembered a sword technique:

One of the nine killer moves of "Taishang Sword Sutra", "Break the Future"!

See me, no me, no other, no before, no back, no now!

As soon as this sword comes out, all changes disappear, and there is no future!

It was originally used for offense, but Jiang Zhiwei used it for defense at this time, which was just right.

"Not long after she was promoted to the exterior scene, she actually mastered the second type of law body sword move?" Only then did the Ten Heart Venerable Master know how outstanding Jiang Zhiwei's sword talent was, but when he thought that such an outstanding woman would surrender to himself, his lust was even stronger!

It doesn't matter if you cut off all the changes and eliminate the future!

The golden-bodied Buddha behind the Ten Hearts recited Zen in a low voice, lotus flowers appeared out of thin air, his right palm was raised, and he slapped it again, not much changed, but the power made the void shake!

Rejoice in the Buddha's Wish!

Jiang Zhiwei blocked this palm with "Break the Future" again, but bleeding from her mouth and nose, obviously suffering internal injuries.

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After finalizing the details with Yunhe Zhenren, Meng Qi calculated the time, walked to the door, pushed it, and found that the door of Senluo Vientiane was motionless.

According to the agreed time, Jiang Zhiwei should take out the Vientiane Gate from the mustard seed ring!

Could it be that something has happened out there?

Meng Qi's heart moved, he glanced at Yunhe Zhenren, the acupoints around his body opened, the golden crow mixed hole, the stars and the great sun and other virtual phases were revealed, and then returned to the heavens, and the heavens looked back on the past and condensed in chaos!

He came to see Yunhe Zhenren, naturally with the identity of Su Meng's deity!

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When!when!

The sound of the clash of swords resounded in the air, Jiang Zhi flew upside down slightly, and blood flowed out of all seven orifices, and it was very difficult for the Ten Heart Venerable to defend in the face of the power of the Dharma and a little blessing of the Dharma Principle.

Seeing that he was anxious to succeed, the Master of the Ten Hearts was worried about the return of the top master of the Sword Washing Pavilion, so he secretly shook the void and transmitted the sound to Xue Lengzhao: "Zhao'er, what are you still doing in a daze?

Xue Lengzhao was smart, and subconsciously shook his head, but the long sword was aimed at the Ten Hearts Master.

The Venerable Master of the Ten Hearts attacked her with the "Joy Buddha Wish Power", and the spirit spread past and swept over her body.

Xue Lengzhao's whole body immediately became numb and soft, his brain was muddy, and when he saw the eternal indifference and ruthless eyes of the Ten Heart Venerables, he could no longer resist, recalling all the joys and pains in the past, and when he turned around, he was about to attack Jiang Zhiwei sideways.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Zhiwei was no longer reckless, took out an object from the mustard seed ring, and threw it at the Ten Heart Master!

Sure enough, there is a secret treasure! The Venerable Master of the Ten Hearts had already been on guard, and the sound of the Buddha's chanting became more and more obscene, the light points were entangled, and the arms became extremely thick, and they slapped at this object with the most powerful and powerful force!

Rectangle, carved with many patterns, this, this is actually a door!

Although the Ten Venerables are well-informed, they have never seen anyone who uses the door as a secret treasure!

Could it be defensive in nature?

Bang! The golden Buddha statue and the hands of the Ten Hearts Master struck the door.

With a squeak, the door opened, and the Ten Hearts Master only felt that his palm power was empty, and they all disappeared without a trace!

At this moment, he saw a sword light light up, cutting through the darkness, cutting through the chaos, cutting through a qiē, and the heaven and earth began from this!

What a terrible knife!

He was about to rejoice in the Buddha's appearance, but found that he seemed to be entangled in shackles and unable to move.

How so?

How so!

The sword light came, from head to toe, and the layers of light could not be stopped, and the eyes of the Ten Heart Venerable were wide open, and he couldn't believe that there would be such a change!

Pop, two pieces of corpses fell to the dust with blood all over their bodies.

Xue Lengzhao was stunned on the spot, watching the ground turn into two pieces of the Ten Heart Venerable, like falling into a dream.

Let yourself be unable to get rid of, the terrifying demon that you dare not get rid of is dead like this?

Let yourself be shrouded in the shadows all the time, and the terrible demon who often has nightmares died like this?

The death is not vigorous at all, it is difficult and tortuous......

She looked up and saw a long knife with cyan thunder light wrapped around it, and there were dots of blood on it, which quickly turned black and scattered.

Looking further, she saw a handsome and masculine young man, who posed, rubbed his chin, looked at the corpse below with his eyes unclosed, and asked the woman opposite:

"Who is this monk? (To be continued......)