The sky has entered autumn, and the evening breeze at night is already slightly cold and biting, and in this slightly biting cold wind, pillows are full of corpses, Chen Fei is dressed in extremely simple gray clothes, standing between this group of corpses, smiling and raising his sword to blow down a sword blood bead, the young sword cultivator with wide robes and wide sleeves in front of him has fallen to the ground weakly, the azure spirit sword has lost all spirituality and fell to the hand of the sword cultivator, on his extremely young looking face, a touch of crimson bloomed silently, taking his life, and also making the surrounding atmosphere more and more oppressive and cold。 Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The mortal body can kill the sword cultivator with a single sword.

Such a picture, which would almost never be written in the story, appeared naked in front of every eye here at this time, as if the air between this heaven and earth had been drained in an instant, depriving everyone of their voices, and they could only watch the man dressed as a family member flick his sword slightly, and whispered a gentle smile to the noble lady who was pale but still stubbornly standing in place.

"Amitabha... Bodhisattva, but I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

The voice was mellow and clean, and the expression on Chen Fei's face was even more peaceful and calm, like a great monk, which made the look of the noble lady in front of him pause slightly, and then the corners of his mouth swept up a slight arc, although it was only such an insignificant little change, but the expression and temperament of this noble lady were like the world turned upside down, becoming completely different, the eyebrows and eyes were still as beautiful as before, but they could no longer see the slightest bit of worldly nobility, instead of a detached and pure color.

"Long time no see, Jizo... ”

Standing on his chest with one hand, the 'noblewoman' smiled at Chen Fei and returned the salute, the breeze was blowing, everything that was happening in the surrounding He Mansion came to an abrupt halt as if the pause button had been pressed, the generals who fought with knives in despair, the four high-rollers besieging the generals, the blood stains that slowly spread on the bluestone slabs, and the hideous roar on the rough face... All stopped, and then it was as if it had been graced by the great power of nature for thousands of years, and slowly collapsed and dissipated, not only these bloody warriors, but also the magnificent He Mansion Mansion, the branches and leaves that swayed under the autumn wind, all dissipated, turning into lingering sand and flying with the wind, Chen Fei was slightly stunned, and his five fingers subconsciously stretched out slightly, as if he wanted to grasp something, but he only felt the delicate quicksand flowing between his fingers, and there was no trace left.

The tentacles were as smooth as silk, but with a lingering hint of decay.

It's not death, it's the smell that comes naturally because of witnessing too much rebirth and death.

This is the breath of time.

The Way of the Strongest!

"Amitabha, you are smart in Jizo, and you actually guessed the plan of the World-Honored One... ”

A light laugh interrupted Chen Fei's thoughts, and when he looked back, the noble lady dressed in a long group of gold had already changed dramatically, her handsome face still had more masculinity of a man, and she was still pure but had a more indissoluble taste of compassion, wearing a white robe, her slender palm was stretched out, holding a glass jade bottle. It is one of the four great bodhisattvas of Buddhism - Guanyin!

"Bodhisattva Miaozan, to be able to reverse the cause and effect of the situation when Fei has nothing to investigate, and even reverse life and death, such a power is only the law of time and the cycle of cause and effect can do, of course, I also thought that everything may be true, but there is a great power to save me from the air when I am dying, but I immediately overturned this ridiculous speculation... Looking at Guanyin Bodhisattva with a pure and compassionate face, Chen Fei tilted his head slightly and stretched out his hands, and said with a little laziness,

"The Bodhisattva may not have performed the mortal dust for a long time, but Fei has also been crawling in the secular world for decades, but he really has not seen the weeds outside the capital of a country grow to the height of half a human... ”

Chen Fei's answer made Guanyin Bodhisattva look slightly stunned, and then shook his head with a wry smile and said: "This is indeed my mistake, but it made you break through the illusion of reincarnation this time so easily... With a slight sigh, Guanyin Bodhisattva slowly stepped to Chen Fei's side, stretched out his left hand and pointed to the earth that had turned into a long yellow sand and the Great Jiang Capital, and said with a peaceful smile: "However, Chen Fei, do you know what this land is?"

"I guess this is the capital of the big ginger, or, add an old site to the name, but I don't know how many years this big ginger has been submerged in the yellow sand... Smiling slightly, Chen Fei said without hesitation, and the look of confidence on his face caused the Bodhisattva to sigh again.

"It's smart, and even the problem is directly pushed clean. ”

"Yes, this is the old site of the Great Ginger Capital, how many years this place has been submerged by the yellow sand, even I can't remember clearly, but I vaguely remember the last time the Great Ginger sacrificed to the sky, my mount was still a toddler under the lotus. And at this time, it can already call the wind and rain, and laugh proudly. . . Looking at the yellow sand that looked at the end in the distance, Guanyin Bodhisattva said a little blandly, but the implicit meaning made Chen Fei's pupils suddenly shrink into a circle-

The Great Compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva is one of the four great Bodhisattvas of Buddhism, and his magic power is not inferior to that of the Buddha! The mount of such a peerless powerhouse is naturally not a mundane thing! Chen Fei used to be the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, so he naturally once saw the mount of Guanyin Bodhisattva and roared towards the sky! Someone tasted a single fight three dragons and two dragons, fighting for three days and nights, killing one dragon and two dragons, although knowing that the roar under the Bodhisattva's seat will naturally not kill, but its precious and powerful point is probably far beyond the ordinary roar, and this kind of heaven and earth alien beasts and the like want to grow up slightly longer than the human cultivators, from toddler to call for wind and rain, the time span is probably no less than 100,000 years!

And if he wants to recreate that city across 100,000 years, he can't do it! Jizo can't do it! Then, Guanyin Bodhisattva naturally can't do it!

So, who can do this, and who is willing to do this for Chen Fei?

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead unconsciously, Chen Fei suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry, and his right hand holding the sword was also a little stiff, Guanyin Bodhisattva turned around and looked at Chen Fei seriously, and only after a long time did he sigh leisurely:

"As I said, you're really smart. ”

After speaking, he didn't care about Chen Fei's face, which became more difficult to look at in an instant, and said slowly to the land of yellow sand dancing in the wind: "Although I don't know how many years this ginger has been submerged in the yellow sand, but I still know everything you have experienced, it is the story that happened in the autumn of the thirty-seventh year of the Yellow Calendar of the Great Ginger Ming, and it has been more than 137,000 years ago... When He Yuan, the national teacher of the Great Jiang Kingdom, was completing a secret mission, he died at the hands of the old grudge, and that night, with the help of a swordsman named Chen Fei, more than 30 Jianghu high-rollers broke into the heavily guarded He Mansion, and the sword cultivator of the Guardian Academy was pierced through the eyebrows by Chen Fei's sword and died, and the last thirty-one remaining Jianghu high-rollers were killed in He Mansion, which had lost its defensive power, from the elderly to the drooping young children, all of them were killed and then quickly!"

Calmly like reading a narrator's voice, Guanyin Bodhisattva's wide sleeve robe slowly flung towards Chen Fei, making Chen Fei's face change dramatically, the long sword in his hand was sharper and faster than his language, and with a light roar, it was a sharp stab, and the surrounding air flow was attracted by the slightly trembling sword body and turned into a cold sword qi, which was enough to easily tear the body protection true qi of a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, even an ordinary cultivator could hardly please Chen Fei under this sudden sword, but his current opponent was neither a high-roller nor a cultivator, but a true transcendent person who traveled to the north and the twilight of the South China Sea！

The light white sleeve robe directly enveloped all Chen Fei's vision with a terrifying momentum that covered the sky and the earth, and the sword light that Chen Fei stabbed out did not enter the sleeve robe, just like raindrops that submerged into the lake, without even a trace of ripples, a mighty breath passed out from the surrounding obscured vision, making Chen Fei's brain go blank with a bang, but even so, his right hand holding the sword was still stable without a trace of trembling. Sensing the obstacle coming from the blade, his right hand, right arm, and entire body were involuntarily continuing to exert force.

Break through this obstacle!

Slash it!

I don't know if it was Chen Fei's will that played a role, the dense and tenacious obstacle that stood in front of the blade seemed to turn into the cold evening breeze of that autumn night in an instant, disappearing, and the sharp blade tore through the cold wind under the instinctive swing of the arm, and then cut into the flesh and blood.

Puff~

The sound of the blade entering the body was as dull as in memory, followed by the light hissing of blood spurting from the narrow sword wound, the familiar sound woke Chen Fei's consciousness from the hollow, and the cold autumn wind, the branches and leaves flying with the wind and the blood reflected in Chen Fei's field of vision, making his eyes that had no focus shrink suddenly-

Here it is ...

Looking at the magnificent building in front of him, like a tiger lying on the mountain, Chen Fei is very familiar, but...

Shouldn't it have returned to a puddle of yellow sand with the withdrawal of mana a few minutes ago? But why did it reappear? Looking at the main house of He Mansion in front of him, Chen Fei's face could not suppress a little horror, but at this moment, a gust of evil wind struck fiercely in the direction of his temple, even though his consciousness was still quietly thinking, the sword in his hand faithfully fulfilled its duty- The deep water-like sword light snapped, and then it dodged the fiercely slashed battle knife at an incredible angle, and then accurately stabbed into the throat bone of the sneak attacker when the sword light was only an inch long from Chen Fei's vital point.

Bang~

The sharp swordsmanship directly crushed the soft throat, the throat bone was broken, and the heroic man who was so majestic and proud of him before his death also fell softly at Chen Fei's feet like a puddle of rotten meat, his expression was cold and hard, and he did not change at all until death, and his rough face was not very recognizable, but he could accurately find his position in Chen Fei's mind.

Chen Fei recognized him.

When he entered the He Mansion for the first time, at the request of He Yuanzheng, it was this cold tough man who died under Chen Fei's sword, He Da, who introduced Chen Fei into the West Wing.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, Chen Fei's mind, which was still a little foggy just now, finally calmed down, and a distant light flashed in his dark eyes, extremely quiet, even if he was now in a killing field like Shura's hell, even if there was a terrible wail of someone before death sounded in his ears every breath, it could not wake him up from this contemplative state.

Of course, Chen Fei did not fall into deep thought.

And since it's fake, it's bound to be debunked.

A small body like a lark appeared in Chen Fei's field of vision, his satin-like black hair was stained by the dirt and looked a little listless, and his delicate face was full of fear caused by the whiteness, which made his steady and long breathing rhythm chaotic, but in an instant, it returned to silence, until the brilliant sword light like a dragon probing down from the nine heavens appeared behind the little girl.

Bang~

The long sword on his waist hissed like a dragon, cutting off the green dragon probe claw sword style from the middle, and the sword blade turned and slapped the sword spine on the face of Huang San'er, who was already full of bloodshot pupils, and the strong force surged endlessly like a wave, knocking this famous Jianghu tycoon on the rivers and lakes several meters away, and he still staggered dizzily when he fell to the ground, and a wound on the resolute Guozi face swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Sober up with so-and-so!"

After shouting angrily at Huang San'er, who was fascinated by murderous intent, Chen Fei stepped over to the little girl who was trembling on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out his hand to caress the back of the girl who gave him pastries, and comforted him: "It's okay... Rest assured, with me no one can hurt you ... Obviously, Chen Fei had no regrets about what he had done, but the voice that comforted He Ling'er at this time was extremely dry.

"Wow... ”

A miserable cry, He Ling'er threw herself directly into Chen Fei's arms, feeling the thin body in her arms trembling with fear like a dead leaf in the autumn rain, the expression on Chen Fei's face became more and more depressed, and the cry of the person in his arms was slightly deformed, and his body stiffened a little unnaturally, so that Chen Fei's pupils flashed with a gleam, but he didn't react, or rather, he hugged the thin figure in his arms tighter.

Puff~

The sound of the blade cutting through the flesh and blood was extremely dull, but when it was his own back that was cut, such a dull taste was a little bitter, enough to let go of a cultivator's poison that quickly spread to Chen Fei's heart along the bloodline, making his vision gradually blurred, in his last vision, the flying bat roared like a lone wolf, and the long sword in his palm burst out with unprecedented sharp sword light, directly devouring He Ling'er's small body.

It's just that the girl who was swallowed by the sword light was smiling extremely brightly at this time.

And glaring.

"I said Bodhisattva... What exactly are you trying to do? Why don't you just show the trick?"

The vision changed from darkness to brightness, and the figure that was not stained with dust really appeared in Chen Fei's eyes again, looking at the hidden compassionate smile of Guanyin Bodhisattva, Chen Fei's clean face was full of smiles, but the five fingers wrapped in the sleeve robe were green tendons. "Shall we talk about it?" (To be continued.) )