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An Zheng didn't make a move, because he knew that the masked man who appeared in front of him was not a real person at all, it was a devil, a devil who hid himself. There are two kinds of wicked people in this world, one is high-flying, and he is afraid that others will not know that he is a wicked person. Doing evil is seen as an achievement, and doing evil is a pleasure, but this kind of person is not really scary. What is really terrible is the second type of evildoer...... Wicked people who are hiding.

For example, Chen Zhongqi.

The terrible thing about people like Chen Chongqi is that those first kind of evil people are all his thugs, his knives.

And the masked man who appeared in front of An Zheng this time was, in a sense, the same type of person as Chen Chongqi, but a little more rampant than Chen Chongqi. He's confident, and he's terrifyingly confident.

He set up a game for An Zheng, which was obvious, but An Zheng had no way to dodge it at all.

The masked man said that it would not be long before the people of the Ming Law Division would appear in front of An Zheng one after another. And among these, there is the masked man. But An Zheng can't be sure who he is, what should he do? It seems that the best way is to avoid, keep avoiding, avoiding all the people in the Ming Fa Division. However, this is not the way to go, because there are some misfortunes that cannot be avoided.

And An Zheng has never been a person who blindly avoids danger in the face of danger.

An Zheng began to wonder, why was this man so sure that he wouldn't tell who he was?

Whether it's the people of Che Xianguo, or the people of Daxi Kingdom. An Zheng has always had his own attitude, after he killed someone, he squatted on the ground and fed the good man a demon beast crystal nucleus, and then picked up the good man, watching the peach leaves fall in the distance, his face gradually calmed down.

In the clouds, a monk in a golden robe changed slightly, and then folded his hands.

The little monk standing behind him asked, "Master, why are you doing this?"

The monk who is called the master doesn't look very old on the outside, but the cultivator is not really good at really seeing his age from the appearance. He stood there looking at An Zheng below, and muttered to himself: "Xuan Ting said, this young man has Huigen on him, do you know what Huigen is?"

"Fate with my Buddha?"

"What is the Buddha's fate?"

"Yes......"

The little monk shook his head: "I don't know, I probably mean a person with a good heart?"

"One-sided. ”

The monk in the golden robe said: "The Buddha has more than one side, persuading people to be good is fundamental, do not use delusions, but it is not necessary to quit killing thoughts." When this young man feeds the cat, he is like a bodhisattva with low eyebrows, and when he kills people, he is angry, killing the person who should be killed, and doing good deeds, this is the Buddha's fate. ”

The little monk asked, "Then Master, can he enter my Buddhism?" ”

The monk shook his head: "He can't." ”

Xiaohe was cold: "Why? Since the master said that he has a Buddha fate, why can't he enter the Buddha Gate?"

The monk sighed: "He is too heavy, no matter what it is, it is too heavy." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, stepping on a Qibao lotus platform under his feet. The little monk stood on the side of the lotus platform, and couldn't help but look back at An Zheng again: "Master, was Senior Brother Xuanting punished by the Buddha for thinking about the wall because of this person?"

The monk said: "You are wrong, Xuanting's fault is not because of someone else's fault, but because he is wrong himself." Vainly trying to bear the cause and effect of his predecessors is a matter of interfering with the way of heaven, so he is wrong. Everyone has their own past and future, and if you regard other people's past as your own and then cling to it, you are falling into the devil's path. Your Xuanting Senior Brother has a high level of understanding and talent, even if you are a teacher, you are ashamed of yourself. But he is in the Buddha Gate, but his heart is in the red dust, and he is afraid that he can't think of anything because of the wall. ”

The little monk seemed to understand, but he didn't dare to ask again.

An Zheng stood in the peach forest with Shanye in his arms, and when he turned around to leave, he found a person standing on the peach tree in the distance. The man was dressed in white and looked like a fairy. This white robe is still the style of a Taoist robe, and it looks really a little out of the dust. He just stood there and looked at An Zheng, as if An Zheng was the strangest person in the world.

"Figured you'd be here. ”

An Zheng said.

The young man in white smiled, like a spring breeze in March. There are many beautiful teenagers in this world, and this teenager is the best among them. When he was in Yan Kingdom, he was said to be the second in terms of talent, but he was the first in terms of style. But in fact, whether it is talent or style, he is one point stronger than the one surnamed Su. It's just that he doesn't want to be public, he likes to move forward alone in the shadows, and he won't make rash moves when he is not strong and will win.

His name is Feng Xiuyang.

"Just because of this peach forest?"

Feng Xiuyang asked rhetorically.

An Zheng nodded: "Just because of this peach forest." ”

Feng Xiuyang's smile became even brighter: "When I was in Yan Kingdom, whether it was people in the Taishang Dojo or people outside, they all said that I was complicated. It's you who always look at me with the simplest eyes. Or I can't even imagine that you, the person I think should be the most enemy, are the confidant. ”

An Zheng said: "I don't dare to be, I'm afraid that the Tao is still different." ”

Feng Xiuyang shook his head as if he didn't want to continue to dwell on these words, looked at An Zheng and asked: "I just don't understand, why do you have enemies wherever you go? When you were in Yan Kingdom, you knocked over a lot of people's jobs, so it's natural that someone wants to kill you." But in this Che Xianguo and Asgard Palace, you don't seem to have overturned other people's jobs. ”

An Zheng said seriously: "Believe me, I have done a lot more than you have seen in this kind of thing of overturning other people's jobs." ”

Feng Xiuyang: "Then you are really a wicked person." ”

An Zheng: "In the eyes of the wicked, I am really a wicked person. ”

Feng Xiuyang was slightly stunned: "You say I'm a wicked person?"

An Zheng: "If you can think that you are still a person, I will be Amitabha." ”

Feng Xiuyang: "I practice my own self, even when I was in the Yan Kingdom Fanggu City, I rarely fought with others, and after leaving the Yan Kingdom, I devoted myself to cultivation, where is there any incident, why do you say that I am not a human?"

An Zheng: "The preface does not match the afterword....."

Feng Xiuyang said: "Or you, the people who wanted to kill you just now are really varied, there are people from Che Xianguo, there are people from Daxi, I haven't come out just now, I want to see if a few monks will come out in a while, and they will also cut off your head to purify sentient beings." ”

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "You, a Taoist priest, don't necessarily want to kill me." ”

Feng Xiuyang: "You have a life-saving grace for me." ”

He pointed to his heart: "At the beginning, I thought that with perseverance and the addition of Daoyuan, I would be able to let the three-thousand-year-old peach tree on Wudang Mountain choose me." As a result, the old peach tree misses the old very much, doesn't like me, and only likes the Taoist of Sanqingguan. If I lose, I lose. So I came to the Western Regions to find that dry branch to be my life. But you know, a dead branch is a dead branch, and if there is no life force, it is withered. Do you know what's next?"

An Zheng replied: "Extinguish." ”

Feng Xiuyang nodded: "There are a lot of peach trees here, much older than the old peach tree in Wudang Mountain." I've been looking here to see if I can replace it. But the peach trees here don't have a Dao source, so they can't bear Dao fruit. Looking for it, it's still empty. ”

An Zheng frowned slightly: "You still want to go to Wudang Mountain?"

Feng Xiuyang said: "I'm going, so I came out just to persuade you..... Don't steal all the peach trees here, leave me a few for me to continue my life and practice. Although there is no Dao Source Dao Fruit, it is still a 10,000-year-old peach tree after all, and the life element is the same. I'm here to practice, and I don't get in the way of anyone else. Fighting, killing, killing, I turn a blind eye. I am deceitful, and I am not allowed to turn a deaf ear. If you leave a few peach trees behind, you can save my life again. ”

An Zheng said: "I'll just go." ”

Feng Xiuyang waved his hands: "Thank you, thank you, if you want to go, go quickly, the smell of blood is too strong." ”

An Zheng: "Others kill me, you sit idly by, this is how you repay the grace of saving your life?"

Feng Xiuyang: "It's good if I don't kill you once in the future...... No, twice. ”

An Zheng turned around: "So that's really the case." ”

Feng Xiuyang didn't know what An Zheng meant when he said that it was really like this, after all, only An Zheng himself had seen the worries in his heart. In fact, until now, An Zheng doesn't understand why his biggest worry is not Chen Chongqi, but Feng Xiuyang. Such a handsome young man who seems to be happy, even though his heart is a little paranoid, he has never seen that evil thoughts are numerous.

Feng Xiuyang watched An Zheng leave, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Why guard against me like an enemy." ”

An Zheng walked a few steps away, and his footsteps were paused: "It's obviously you, guard against me like an enemy." ”

Feng Xiuyang's face changed, he lowered his eyebrows, stared, and asked himself, "Is it?"

Yes.

An Zheng left, and Feng Xiuyang stood on that peach branch for a long, long time. Maybe it was An Zheng's reminder, maybe he had something in his heart for a long time, but he just refused to admit it. He had really been on guard against An Zheng, he had observed An Zheng in the dark for a long time, and he also envied those who stood by An Zheng's side and talked and laughed with him. For example, Du is thin, such as any person in the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect, or even that monkey.

After An Zheng left the peach forest, it looked like he was walking aimlessly. He didn't go fast, and he quickly forgot about Feng Xiuyang, because although he had a lot of worries about Feng Xiuyang in his heart, after all, Feng Xiuyang didn't seem to be a threat. The biggest threat now is the masked man. The mask was covered, and he was blindfolded with something, so An Zheng really didn't see who it was.

But An Zheng knew that the next time the masked man appeared would not be too far away, and it was a confident and somewhat perverted person. He thinks he's playing with Anzheng, so he's a little impatient.

Then rip off your mask.

An Zheng stopped, and there was a man in a Taoist robe in front of him.

Most of the sects on the rivers and lakes, whether they are true or fake, as long as the cultivators in the Central Plains are more or less related to the Taoist sect. It is rumored that the orthodoxy of cultivation comes from the Taoist sect, which is even older than the Buddhist sect. This man in the robe is not a Taoist priest, because his robe is only made into the style of the robe. He looked to be in his forties, with a cold and arrogant eyebrow and a murderous face.

"You're here to kill me, too?"

Ann asked.

The middle-aged man nodded: "It's true that I'm here to kill you." ”

An Zheng: "Okay, if it's convenient, just say it, why did you come to kill me?"

The middle-aged man pointed behind An Zheng: "Not long ago, in the peach forest, you just killed a young man of yours, and he was in his prime. Maybe there is an infinite future in the future, even if there is not, I will marry a wife and have children, and pass on the lineage. But not now, you kill him, and all my fantasies come to an abrupt end. There is no glorious lintel in fantasy, and there is no family fun in fantasy. ”

He said, "My name is Situ Daye. ”