In the Tianhe realm, under the Futu Tower, the man and the thin old monk stand opposite each other, the two of them are around, the pure and comfortable Buddhism is full of true intentions, even if it is in the middle of the city where people come and go, but it seems to be the Bodhi mirror platform, the Buddha's lecture place is general, the dust is not clean, Chen Feixu held the long sword on his waist, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Country monk, I heard that there is a Buddhist family here, and I have come to disturb one or two." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ。。 ”

"The master helped me break through the barriers, and the poor monks should help each other to repay the favor. After hearing Chen Fei's request, the thin old monk nodded slowly without much thought, and then smiled slightly and stretched out his right hand like dry firewood to lead to the direction outside the city: "My grandson has passed on the third Futu sword technique, which can help people break through the past life, this life and the future, if the master is interested, would you like to go to the outside of the city with the poor monk to have a look?"

"I can't ask for it, master, please~"

With a peaceful smile on the corner of his mouth, Chen Fei replied to the old monk, and the thin old monk whispered a few words to Jue Ming behind him, that is, he stepped forward slightly, his movements were slow, as if he was an ordinary old man in the mortal world, but this foot fell, but it had reached the end of the field of vision of ordinary people, the speed was incredible, but there was no sense of discord, as if this script would cross this distance and fall in that far place, Chen Fei was slightly stunned, and then stroked his hand and suddenly smiled:

"The world, step by step, is really a good means!"

In the voice of the words, Chen Fei also took a step forward at will like the old monk, a bright sword aura flashed in the direction where it landed, Chen Fei's figure flew forward like a sword, the footsteps fell, the sword light shattered, Chen Fei's figure also appeared in a very far place, and the distance from the first step of the old monk of the Futu Pagoda was the same, and it was exactly the same.

The sword light was born and died at Chen Fei's feet, and his tall and tall figure swept forward quickly, when the thirteenth sword light was broken, the tall and majestic city gate of Futu City had already appeared in front of Chen Fei, at the city gate, there was a thin old monk standing with his head down, his lips slightly open as if he was commanding something, the two blue-robed cultivators who were careless when guarding the city were standing respectfully in front of the old man at this time, and after a while, he turned around and left after bowing with his fists, and when the sword light skyrocketed, two blue rays of light rose to the sky, but after a few breaths, a pale golden light shield was firmly blocking the city gateThere are countless golden scriptures that swim endlessly like tadpoles on the light mask, and those who belong to living beings cannot enter or exit at this time! But in a moment, there is no one outside the city gate, except for the thin old monk and Chen Fei.

"That the Master may know ... Seeing a trace of doubt on Chen Fei's face, the old monk of the Futu Pagoda smiled and bowed elevenly, and explained peacefully: "The three Futu sword techniques passed down by the descendants of this sect belong to the way of Buddhism with the heart, and ordinary people will sink into the memories of the past and future with just one glance, and there is no way to return to the present world... Therefore, the inhabitants of the city had to be protected by the Buddha's light barrier to prevent their minds from being damaged. . . ”

"It's okay, besides, you and I learn from each other, and it's normal to protect other irrelevant people. Shaking his head slightly, he said that he didn't care about this golden Buddha light barrier, Chen Fei smiled at the old monk, and the five fingers of his right hand moved rhythmically on the hilt of the long sword. "But I still don't know what to call the master?"

"The poor monk is enlightened. ”

Smiling slightly, the old man's five fingers paused slightly, and a bronze long sword jumped out of the void with a soft groan, and landed in the right hand that was as thin as firewood, the long sword was like an ancient well, and it was steadily controlled by the five fingers, without a trace of tremor, but the wisps of sword groaning gradually occupied a time and space.

"Na Sumeru is in mustard seeds, Master Wuming is really a good means, master, in the next is not talented... Seeing the old man's breezy movements, Chen Fei's eyes lit up, and he laughed and said, "Please look at this sword!" His wrist was raised slightly, and the broken long sword pierced the sky, trembling slightly, and everything between the surrounding heaven and earth was attracted by it, leaving only one side of nothingness, the void was chaotic, and then pieces were shattered.

Everything in heaven and earth is empty!

There is no subtle change in the dark golden sword light, but it has turned into an empty void everywhere it passes, as if a sword is cut down, all kinds of red dust temptations have dissipated, and there is no five-color mystery in the place where the eyes can reach, and there is no five-tone mess with my hearing and hearing, and the five flavors confuse my mind, and from now on I can get a great purity and freedom, and the place where the Buddha preaches in the west should also have a seat for me!

Futu City is the most prosperous place in the entire Tianhe realm, and the masters and strong people who are rare to see in other places can be seen everywhere here, and the people who can stand at the head of the city and watch the battle at this time are also the most elite part of these masters。

But at this moment, a touch of cold color suddenly erupted, cold and pressing, the so-called pure and free, the Buddha Bliss was all shattered in this light, only the fear and coldness of the endless abyss, in the darkness, a sword light was cold and piercing, already tightly clinging to his throat, and then, it was pierced into it with great stability, life, soul, accompanied by warm and red blood gushing out, enough to split the mountain and break the mountain The power gradually faded from the limbs and veins, and the vision slowly became dim.

"Ahhh

"I don't want to die!"

"Help! Senior brother, master, help me!"

The miserable screams suddenly resounded, and those strong people who were usually high above all fell down the city wall in a panic, only a few strong people with the most advanced state of mind cultivation could barely stand, but at this time, their faces were also pale, and their ten fingers were tightly clasped on the city wall, looking at the battlefield below the city through the Buddha's light barrier, their eyes were full of fear and panic-

This is just a bystander! Moreover, with the protection of the Buddha light prohibition of this Futu Pagoda, countless people can be pulled into the illusion through the sword light, so what if there is no Buddha light prohibition on this layer? What if you face this sword like Master Wuming?

Rumble~

Under the city gate, the dark golden broken sword blade and the bronze sword blade did not go straight together, the visible air wave torrent cut the surrounding earth several layers, the sword qi overflowed, Chen Fei looked at the old face of the ancient well without waves in front of him, a hot color flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were raised wantonly, and there was no longer the slightest Buddhist emptiness and purity, only the fanatical battle intent like a battlefield ghost:

"Master Wuming, sure enough, the Dharma is profound... ”

(To be continued.) )