"Ding. The Zhuxian Sword appeared in his hand.

"Amitabha. The old monk saw Wu Haosheng show his weapon, but he folded his hands and recited a Buddhist prayer.

Wu Haosheng saw that the old monk had no intention of making a move, but when he wanted to go out of this door, the monk wanted to stop him, which made Wu Haosheng a little depressed.

"Monk, whether you fight or not, if you don't fight, I'm coming. ”

"The donor should stop it. The old monk didn't answer, but still stood so firmly.

Wu Haosheng tightened the sword in his hand, but he didn't keep his hand anymore, and stabbed out a sword that hit the monk's heart.

"Amitabha. The old monk said a Buddha's voice, but at this time the Buddha's voice was different from the previous two, Wu Haosheng listened to it in his ears like a morning bell and a dusk drum, deafening, and the sword in his hand could not be half a minute away from the monk half a meter away.

At this moment, the old monk actually has faint signs of shining in Wu Haosheng's eyes, this is the legendary Buddha light?

"Donor, let's stop, you're not Lao Gao's opponent. After the old monk finished speaking, he stretched out his palm, but he held the Zhuxian Sword in his hand.

You must know the edge of the Zhuxian Sword, which even Qiu Lao'er, who has eight stages of spiritual power, has eaten deflated, and at this time, the old monk is holding it like this, and not a drop of blood has fallen.

Seeing this, Wu Haosheng let go of the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, formed a fist with both hands, and carried out a style in the Divine Fist, and the two bulls were sent out on top of each other, and the old monk did not avoid it.

Let Wu Haosheng's fist fall on his body, "Bang." With a bang, the old monk didn't move, but Wu Haosheng felt that his fists had smashed into an extremely hard rock.

"Damn, this monk can't get into the sword, could it be that he has practiced the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt?" Wu Haosheng saw that his attack failed, but his hands began to seal, after all, he broke the military seal yesterday but broke the Nine Heavens Demon Formation of the Lin Mansion.

"Hiss, bang, bang, hey. With Wu Haosheng's seal, like the sound of a battlefield rushing, the room suddenly became a violent wind, and a killing aura arose, but as Wu Haosheng's own spiritual power gathered his hands, his body seemed to be covered with a layer of black things.

With the change of Wu Haosheng, the old monk's mouth was also full of words, and as he chattered, his mouth spit out glowing golden fonts, which were simple and jerky, but they wrapped Wu Haosheng's body.

If I go to the mountain of swords, the mountain of swords will bend itself, and if I go to the soup of fire, the soup will dry up;

If I go to hell, hell will destroy itself, and if I go to the hungry ghosts, the hungry ghosts will be full.

If I turn to Shura, I will be disgusted and subdued, but if I turn to animals, I will gain great wisdom.

All the restraints can be extinguished, all the three seas can be exhausted, all diseases can be eliminated, and everything is like disasters and destruction.

The old monk praised the Buddha's name, but Wu Haosheng's eyes were occupied by a black at the moment, and he seemed to have fallen into the endless darkness again, but the speed of the seal in his hand was getting faster and faster, and after he was occupied by the darkness, the killing aura of the broken military seal was even stronger.

The scenes of the war horses galloping seem to appear as if they were substantial.

"Amitabha, the evil animal still hasn't stopped. After the old monk finished reciting the Buddha's name, he roared loudly, like a stick on the head.

Wu Haosheng was also at this moment, as if he saw a little golden light in the endless darkness, and then, the darkness in his eyes was receding, and his consciousness also returned to his body.

"Hum. The broken military seal was issued from his hand, and he saw that the old monk raised his right palm, and a handprint was struck, and a golden big handprint floated out, colliding with the broken military seal.

"Boom. The house where Wu Haosheng and the old monk were located collapsed in an instant, and a violent explosion occurred.

The National Academy is a place where the Great Xia Dynasty cultivates and transports talents, and there are many palace nobles studying among them, so the security is naturally strict, and there was an explosion at this moment.

Immediately, it attracted the attention of all the gentlemen in the National Academy, and seeing the direction of the problem, it was the dean of the National Academy, the Zen Academy of Master Deadwood.

For a while, there were idle gentlemen in the National Academy, and the students were rushing in this direction, and the nursing staff in the National Academy also rushed to the scene as soon as possible and surrounded the scene.

"Master Deadwood, are you alright? The captain of the courtyard shouted at the smoke-filled Zen courtyard.

"Amitabha, the old man is fine, let's disperse. The sound of the Buddha horn of the dead wood resounded throughout the National Academy, and everyone dispersed on their own when they heard the transmission of the dead wood master, but some of the gentlemen and students whispered to each other, wondering what was going on.

When the smoke cleared, Wu Haosheng was sitting in the ruins at the moment, the short fragment of his consciousness just now, what was going on, all this in front of him was done by himself, could it be that he was really enchanted as the old monk said.

He was a little afraid when he thought about it, the Great Demon Sutra, could it be that he would lose himself in the end after practicing?

"Amitabha. The dead wood came to Wu Haosheng's face, only to see that the clothes on his body were a little torn, Wu Haosheng's broken military seal when he entered the demon just now, actually had a certain impact on the unfathomable strength of the dead wood.

"Master, am I really enchanted?" Wu Haosheng no longer calls his old monk now, but his master, because he has just entered the demon, as if it is the dead wood in front of him that guides him out of the darkness.

"Amitabha, I'm afraid the donor's practice is demonic skills. Deadwood did not answer Wu Haosheng positively, but guessed the nature of Wu Haosheng's exercises.

"Exactly, dare to ask the master, can I still be saved?" Wu Haosheng He was a little scared now, if he would have this intermittent seizure, then it would be possible to hurt the people around him in the future.

"Donor, you have just been able to get lost, which means that you have not completely fallen into the devil's path, and there are still some rescues. ”

"Is that no longer able to practice? In this world, Wu Haosheng knew the importance of his own strength, and he was a little worried that he would no longer be able to practice the Great Demon Sutra.

"Amitabha, donor, come with me. Deadwood took Wu Haosheng through the Zen courtyard, but came to a small artificial pool.

In the pool, rockeries are standing, fish are swimming, and there are a few fallen leaves floating on the water.

Look at the fallen leaves in this pool, the dead wood stretched out his hand and pressed the fallen leaves that were originally floating on the water, but I saw that the fallen leaves that were originally floating on the water surface quickly sank to the bottom of the water, but when the dead wood withdrew his hand, the fallen leaves gradually floated up.

"Master, I understand, you want to say that water can carry a boat or capsize a boat, the key lies in yourself. ”

"Amitabha, the donor seems to be extremely gathering wisdom, as the donor said, the power is the evil all have one mind, and it is important to harness this power, not to be swallowed by this power. Deadwood clasped his hands together and said to Wu Haosheng.

"Thank you Master for reminding me, oh, you haven't asked the Master for the Dharma yet?" Wu Haosheng is not as hostile to Deadwood as he was just now, after all, it seems that everything about him is not unfavorable to him from now on.

"The old man is called Deadwood. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Master Deadwood, but I'm a demon in my heart, I don't know how to get rid of it, and I hope the master will give me advice. ”

"Amitabha, a way of cultivation, pay attention to the gradual progress, when the donor is unconscious, the old man probed the donor's internal breath but found that it was very chaotic, although the spiritual power is strong, but it is miscellaneous, and the donor's cultivation is magical, if there is carelessness, there is a gap in the heart, it will be counterattacked. ”

"There is such a thing. Wu Haosheng thought about it, it seems that it is indeed the case, his current strength does not seem to be his own actual cultivation, most of the spiritual power is obtained from the earth spirit vein, the Zhuxian Sword and the Three Corpse Nail Divine Spear.

"What should I do, Master Deadwood?"

"Amitabha, I have a Heart Sutra here, which can regulate your own internal breath and make your mind peaceful. ”

"Then thank you Master Deadwood. "Wu Haosheng is not in a hurry to leave the National Academy for the time being, after all, if he doesn't get rid of his demons, it will not be good to hurt his own people in the future.

"Well, in the future, you can practice with me. ”

In this way, Wu Haosheng temporarily stayed in the National Academy, and as for Zhang Tao's side, he had already informed his subordinates and the two demons through his own spirit, telling them not to worry.

On weekdays, during the day, the dead wood allowed Wu Haosheng to walk around in this academy, and at night, he would give Wu Haosheng a lecture, and at the same time sing a scripture to help Wu Haosheng clear his anger.

And Wu Haosheng is also very attentive to the study of the Heart Sutra, after all, he wants to learn well quickly and stabilize his mind quickly, so that he can go out to see Lin Chenxi.

With the passage of time, Wu Haosheng has been studying in the Academy of Chinese Studies for a week, and now he also has a certain understanding of the Academy of Studies.

At the same time, his own handsome appearance, and often follow Master Deadwood, he has a lot of fame in the academy.

In particular, some female students could no longer control themselves, "Why should he follow Deadwood when he is so handsome? Is he also going to be a monk? It's a pity." ”

"That's it, and the serious and cold look on weekdays is much more handsome than the average son.

Of course, these are all gossip discussions of female students in private.

Originally, Wu Haosheng thought that he would practice the Heart Sutra so quietly, eliminate the demons in his heart, and then leave, until a person appeared.

This person has white hair, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but his face is extremely delicate, not an old man, but a young man with a white head, with a broadsword on his back, and a heroic posture.

On this day, Wu Haosheng was sitting on a grass in the academy, leaning against the willows, meditating with his eyes closed, and in the process of contemplation, the dead wood handed over his Heart Sutra, and there were some female students not far from him who were watching him and whispering.

"You are Wu Haosheng?" asked the white-haired young man Wang Yun as he looked at the man in front of him.

Wu Haosheng slowly opened his eyes, looking at this white-haired boy but there was a sense of déjà vu, after a short memory search, his memory was frozen in the white-haired boy he met in the airship of the big man.

"It's just here, I don't know what's wrong with you?" Wu Haosheng didn't have a good impression of the white-haired young man in front of him, after all, the first image given to Wu Haosheng last time was not good, and he was a bully.

And when the white-haired young man and Wu Haosheng were talking, many female students were already dazzled: "Wow, isn't that Wang Yun?"

In the Academy of National Sciences, Wang Yun's strength is also the best among the students, coupled with his cold appearance and solid family background, he is also the dream lover in the hearts of many girls.

"Oh my God, two beautiful men together, what are you doing here?" some of the female students had already exclaimed.

Just when the female students were committing nymphomaniac, the atmosphere between Wang Yun and Wu Haosheng was very discordant, and neither of them had a good impression of each other.

"Do you remember that you beat a fat man in the west of the city?" Wang Yun was already gritting his teeth when he said this.

"Fatty?" Wu Haosheng thought for a while, but remembered the few gentlemen they met on the first day they came to this Fengyun City.

"It seems like there's such a thing. ”

"Okay, that's right. As soon as Wang Yun heard Wu Haosheng's words, the broadsword on his back was taken by him as soon as possible, and the broadsword with a length of two meters was slashed towards Wu Haosheng at once.

Wang Yun's actions caused a burst of exclamations from the female students who were watching here, and this exclamation also caused many male students next to him to look here, and all of a sudden, there were more onlookers.

When Wu Haosheng saw Wang Yunlai make such a move, he immediately rolled on the grass, avoided Wang Yun's slash, and stood up.

"You're here for revenge?"

"Exactly. Wang Yun didn't want to say more, mentioning his broadsword was running towards Wu Haosheng, this huge broadsword was as light as a leaf in Wang Yun's hand.

Wu Haosheng also took out the Zhuxian Sword in his Qiankun bag.

"Ding. The two swords collided, and the huge broadsword was broken into two in an instant, which made Wang Yun a little surprised, after all, his sword was also a spiritual weapon, and he cut gold and iron on weekdays, even other people's spiritual weapons had been cut off a few pieces, what happened today, a sword that looked at himself was actually broken.

Wu Haosheng took this opportunity to chase after Wang Yun directly with the Immortal Sword.

Although Wang Yun was a little surprised in his heart, he reacted quickly, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, the whole person flew upside down, during which he also made a counterattack, kicking the clods of soil that were broken and stirred up to Wu Haosheng.

Wu Haosheng's Zhuxian Sword in his hand swept upwards and broke open the clod of soil that was attacking him.

"You have two brushes. Wang Yun knew that he couldn't underestimate the enemy, the Zhuxian Sword in Wu Haosheng's hand was extremely sharp, and he actually suffered a loss when he tried to strike just now.

"Thank you for the compliment. Wu Haosheng recognized it shamelessly, and at the same time, he also knew that Wang Yun in front of him was a tentative attack just now, and his strength should not be underestimated.

"Next I'm going to get you on your knees. Wang Yun pulled out the stance, and then a horse, stepping on the ground, Wu Haosheng saw that his figure seemed to be much thicker than before, looking at the giant sword he used, now the body has changed like this, it is estimated that he is the master of horizontal hard skills.

"We've got a good job, hah. With Wang Yun's shout, he saw that the coat on his body had turned into powder, but his body was inflated, and the muscles of his body bulged one by one.

"Compare strength?" Wu Haosheng saw Wang Yun's changes, but he put away the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, it was not that he didn't want to use a sword, but he hadn't practiced swordsmanship, and if he really fought, using a sword might cause the opposite effect, after all, his sword could only have a few simple movements, teasing and slashing, normal people would move.