Yujing City, Baiting Manor.

In the afternoon of February, there are no more rivers and lakes here, and there is no longer the disturbance of temples.

There was only a dead silence.

The entire Yan Kingdom knew that the second prince Zhao Mengtai colluded with Houjin to assassinate the crown prince with the intention of rebellion, and in an instant the second prince and his party were like a tree falling apart, regardless of whether they colluded with Zhao Mengtai or not, everyone was actively dissociating themselves from it at this moment, for fear of being 'misunderstood' and implicated in it, and they were wiped out.

Only Zhao Xuening wanted to visit several times during the period, but was blocked by the nearby Ouchi Forbidden Army, and finally had no choice but to give up.

At this time, the entire manor was already very deserted, and there were no three or five people to be found inside and outside.

"In the end, I can only talk to you about a lot of things in my heart."

Zhao Mengtai sat in the hall of Chaoyang, looking at the canary that he had raised for many years, and said some words.

He was still dressed in fine clothes, his jet-black hair was combed in a neat bun on the top of his head, and he was encased in a delicate white jade crown, and a green silk crown band hung from both sides of the jade crown.

Compared with Zhao Mengtai's calmness, several women looked sad, and their faces were washed with tears in the past few days, and their eyes looked very red and swollen.

They knew exactly what was waiting for them.

In fact, death is not terrible.

Waiting for death is the most terrible.

Zhao Yunfan stood beside his mother, his big eyes also lost the joy of the past, and he became a little dazed and curious at the moment.

After a long time, he plucked up the courage to say, "Father, what do you say to this little bird?" ”

Zhao Mengtai chuckled and said, "I'll tell it a story again." ”

Zhao Yunfan clapped his palms and said excitedly: "Father, what kind of story are you telling, I also want to hear it." ”

"Yunfan."

Zhao Yunfan's mother shouted.

"Okay, then my father will tell you."

Zhao Mengtai picked up Zhao Yunfan and said, "..... in a cold winter."

Zhao Yunfan couldn't help but ask: "Is the story in this winter?" ”

"Yes, just this winter."

Zhao Mengtai touched Zhao Yunfan's head, and said with a little confusion in his eyes: "The snow was falling, and it was covered in silver, and it fell three feet deep overnight, and at dawn the next day, a snowman appeared in the snow." ”

"This snowman is different from other snowmen, he is very afraid of the cold."

A trace of puzzlement appeared in Zhao Yunfan's eyes, "Is the snowman still afraid of the cold?" ”

Zhao Mengtai said: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid of the cold." ”

Zhao Yunfan said: "Winter is already very cold, and only summer will be hot. ”

Zhao Mengtai said slowly: "So this snowman wants to wait for a summer, he wants to hear the sound of cicadas, he wants to feel the scorching summer wind, and when summer comes, the weather is warm, and there will be no cold." ”

Zhao Yunfan tilted his head, he always felt that his father was talking nonsense.

Are snowmen afraid of the cold?

When summer comes, won't the snowman disappear?

Zhao Mengtai didn't speak, in fact, this story was often told to him by Zhao Zhiwu when he was a child.

Every time I heard this story when I was a child, I always felt bored and absurd.

I think about it from time to time now.

"Your Highness, the crown prince has arrived."

At this moment, the voice of an old servant of many years sounded outside the door.

Suddenly, the whole room was silent, and the bodies of several women trembled slightly, and the movements in their hands also stopped.

"Take him to the Heart Cultivation Temple."

Zhao Mengtai put down Zhao Yunfan in his arms, "Be obedient and obedient, don't make trouble and make your father angry." ”

"Yes."

The old servant nodded and withdrew.

Zhao Yunfan blinked his eyes wide, "Father, when did I get into trouble and get angry with you, didn't you say I was your pistachio?" ”

"Pistachio, that's right, you're your father's pistachio."

Zhao Mengtai pinched Zhao Yunfan's cheek, tidied up his clothes, and calmly walked out of the house.

Zhao Mengtai slowly came to the Heart Cultivation Palace, and then stepped up the stone steps and sat on the top position.

A short time later, footsteps were heard outside the temple.

Following the voice, I saw Zhao Chongyin walking in with an expressionless face, there was no one by his side, not to mention the guards, even the Five Qi Sect Master who had been close to him was not around.

When the two brothers met again, they did not speak.

After a long time, Zhao Mengtai stretched out his hand and said, "Sit." ”

This Heart Nourishing Hall is not only like the Jinluan Palace, but even the chair is very similar, the position and posture of Zhao Mengtai sitting at this moment, as well as the tone of his speech, are very similar to Zhao Zhiwu.

Zhao Chongyin opened his mouth and said, "Zhao Mengtai, it's time for your emperor to wake up." ”

Zhao Mengtai said to himself: "Why don't you wake up and enter another dream?" ”

Zhao Chongyin took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and then waved his robe, and the porcelain bottle fell steadily in front of Zhao Mengtai.

"This is a strange poison death, after taking it, a stick of incense will cut off your heart, so that you can leave without any pain."

Zhao Mengtai looked at the porcelain vase and laughed, "So, you're here to kill me?" ”

Zhao Chongyin looked at this brother who had always wanted to put himself to death, "Shouldn't it?" ”

Zhao Mengtai played with the porcelain vase, "Does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince know my cultivation?" ”

Zhao Chongyin said: "Lao Qi is in the realm of a Qi Grandmaster, your qualifications are higher than him, and you are more assiduous than him, and your cultivation is definitely only high, not low." ”

Zhao Mengtai is very similar to Zhao Zhiwu, his martial arts qualifications are naturally very good, and under the cultivation of the royal family, he is a first-class master, but with his identity, he rarely makes a move.

Zhao Mengtai sneered: "Then you dare to enter the Heart Cultivation Hall alone?" ”

Now, with just one move, he can kill the opponent he has always wanted to get rid of.

Zhao Chongyin said surgingly: "Why don't you dare? ”

Zhao Mengtai said: "I can do it, but I can't do it." ”

Zhao Chongyin asked, "Why don't you do it, it's not what you've always wanted?" ”

Zhao Mengtai pointed in the direction of the imperial city and said, "What I want is there." ”

Zhao Chongyin's eyes narrowed slightly, "It's a pity, you will never be able to get it." ”

There was a bit of coldness and sarcasm in the words.

"I can't get it, the prince thinks he can get it?"

Zhao Mengtai looked at Zhao Chongyin, "Yue Tingchen is a chess piece that my father planted beside me, so what about yours?" Could it be that there is also a chess piece, you formed a party in the temple for personal gain, colluded with the forces of the rivers and lakes, did your father already know about it? ”

Zhao Chongyin didn't speak, but his expression became colder and colder.

Zhao Mengtai continued: "My father will not let you inherit the throne, and a crown prince who cannot inherit the throne and has huge power, what can happen to him? ”

Every sentence was like a fine needle, piercing Zhao Chongyin's heart.

When words turn into swords, when you yourself think that what others say is right.

Zhao Chongyin said coldly: "Are you so sure that your father will not pass on the throne to me?" ”

Zhao Mengtai is dead!

Who else in the entire Yan royal family is more suitable to be an emperor than him?

No, not a single one.

Zhao Mengtai sneered, "Actually, you should know better than anyone else, why do you need to ask me?" ”

The cold in Zhao Chongyin's heart is even stronger, he has been unpopular since he was a child, even as a prince, but he is also a prince who has stabilized the situation, and he has been careful and conscientious over the years, so there is no chance to depose him.

Now that the only competitor Zhao Mengtai has fallen, his position as the crown prince seems to be more stable, and it seems that it is only a long time before he becomes a great treasure, but is everything really like this?

Zhao Mengtai pointed to the palace and said in a surging voice: "He is an emperor first, and then his father." ”

Zhao Chongyin didn't have any expression on his face, and his heart was wrinkled.

Zhao Mengtai is more like Zhao Zhiwu than Zhao Chongyin, so he also knows this Great Yan Emperor better than himself.

Zhao Mengtai sat high above, picked up the porcelain bottle and directly poisoned it and fell to the ground, "No one in this world can kill me, Zhao Zhiwu can't do it, and neither can you." ”

Calm, calm and the expression on his face is very calm.

Perhaps during this time, he had been preparing for this moment.

Zhao Chongyin's Tong Kong shrank slightly.

Zhao Mengtai clapped his palms, "Drink the last cup with me." ”

The old servant walked in with two pots of wine, one pot of wine for Zhao Mengtai and one pot of wine for Zhao Chongyin.

"Okay."

Zhao Chongyin did not refuse, sat down and poured himself a glass of wine.

"Please."

"Please."

The two raised their glasses and drank them all.

At this time, the two are not like enemies of brothers, but more like friends who have been separated for many years.

"Becoming a king and defeating a coward, the difference is that if I am defeated, I am a coward."

Zhao Mengtai sat on the top and looked at his brother, "If I win, today you will kneel down, and your life will hang by a thread." ”

Zhao Chongyin's mood has recovered, "You are right, but you are defeated after all." ”

Zhao Mengtai believes in the life motto, doing great things is either a big success or a big failure, and there is only one end to a big failure.

Zhao Mengtai's eyes shone with a hint of essence, and said, "I lost, at least I resisted." ”

He defied the world's condemnation this time to collude with Houjin to kill the prince, and secretly revealed the news to Hei Bingtai, if it wasn't for the human emperor's preparations, Zhao Chongyin would definitely die on Zhongshan Mountain.

Zhao Chongyin poured a glass of wine, took a sip and did not speak.

"Actually, I had a bad premonition before I acted."

Zhao Mengtai held the wine glass and said, "But I have no room for regrets, I can only continue to move forward." ”

Knowing that the ending is a tragedy that cannot be changed, but it still has to continue, this is the greatest sorrow in life.

Some endings have long been doomed, just when the two colluded with their henchmen, only one of the two of them, Zhao Mengtai and Zhao Chongyin, could live.

It's just that they don't know who will have the last laugh.

Zhao Mengtai guessed correctly, after Zhao Chongyin gained power, the first person to kill was him.

He is already standing in the midst of the waves, being pushed forward by the waves, and not moving is death, and moving is death.

Zhao Chongyin pondered for a long time and said, "You shouldn't be ambitious. ”

Zhao Mengtai laughed and said, "What about you? ”

The Heart Cultivation Hall was silent for a long time, Zhao Chongyin got up and walked towards the outside of the hall, "You are Zhao Mengtai, I am Zhao Chongyin." ”

Looking at the back of Zhao Chongyin leaving, Zhao Mengtai shouted: "Big brother, give them a good time." ”

"I see."

Zhao Chongyin paused, and then left the Heart Cultivation Hall without looking back.

Zhao Mengtai smiled and continued to sit in his seat and drink.

But because the afternoon was too quiet and the sun was too warm, he was a little lazy, so he simply closed his eyes and bathed in the long-lost sunshine.

At this time, he stranded all his thoughts and let his body and mind soak in the warm sun.

In an instant, in a somewhat hazy drunkenness, I was awakened by the beautiful spring color.

The surging sun shines, and the person who shines on it is warm, and there is an indescribable warmth.

"There's no way a snowman can wait for summer."

Feeling the warmth of this world, he took out the prepared fire fold.

The raging flames ignited, and Zhao Mengtai was surrounded by a sea of fire while drinking wine.

No one knew what was going on in his mind at this moment.

Maybe it's the family affection he has always longed for and cared for, or the supreme throne and power he has been thinking about.

All of this, including Zhao Mengtai himself, finally melted into the flames.

Zhao Chongyin stood outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, and Bai Jing, Su Lao and several other guards stood behind him.

At this moment, he looked at the sun above his head, but he felt a slight chill in his heart.

Zhao Mengtai was erected on it, and he Zhao Chongyin was not?

After about dozens of breaths, there was no sound in the Heart Cultivation Palace, and then there was a 'crackling' sound, and soon a sea of fire appeared behind it, and the black smoke in the sky rushed into the sky.

The fire was very strong, and the fire oil seemed to have been prepared a long time ago, and it took less than a stick of incense to spread throughout the Heart Cultivation Hall.

Zhao Chongyin's eyes closed slightly, and after a long time, he opened his eyes and walked towards the backyard.

..........

Imperial Palace, inside the Purple Kite Palace.

Zhao Xuening kept pacing back and forth, a pair of willow eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Zuo Biwen sat opposite, calmly drinking tea.

They had already received the news that Zhao Chongyin went to Zhao Mengtai Villa.

Zhao Xuening paused suddenly, "Uncle, do you think the second brother can still survive?" ”

"It's impossible."

Zuo Biwen glanced at Zhao Xuening, "You were born in the emperor's family, how can you be so naïve?" Do you know what rebellion is? ”

Zhao Xuening pursed her lips and hurriedly said, "But my father didn't ....... at the beginning."

She still has a glimmer of hope, her father's favorite is the second brother Zhao Mengtai, and she can't say that she will open up the net and leave a trace of vitality for Zhao Mengtai.

Zuo Biwen said in a low voice: "That's because the human emperor can't do it." ”

The Great Yan Emperor usurped the throne and killed the Emperor Liping and the crown prince of the dynasty, and the whole country was shaken, although he finally succeeded in ascending the throne, but this was a shame that could not be washed away.

And now that Zhao Mengtai is rebelling, if he kills Zhao Mengtai, then who will Zhao Zhiwu, the emperor of the Great Yan People, become?

Those who kill their fathers, brothers, and sons will definitely become emperors who will be stinky for thousands of years.

And in addition to being an emperor with supreme power, doesn't he want to be famous in history and be remembered for centuries?

So now Zhao Mengtai must not be killed.

Zhao Xuening let out a long breath and said, "Second brother is really muddy this time." ”

Zuo Biwen said in a deep voice: "It's not just a lake, it's just a dead end, you don't want to persuade you, so as not to catch fire." ”

Zhao Xuening was silent.

Zuo Biwen continued: "If you advise, not only will you not change the current situation, but you may be implicated. ”

"Princess, there is news from Baiting Villa."

At this moment, Zhuo Yuchang hurriedly ran in.

Zhao Xuening hurriedly said, "Say it quickly." ”

Zhuo Yuchang took a breath and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sent poison, the second prince burned the Heart Cultivation Hall and burned himself to death, and the five sons and four daughters under his knees all took their lives and died, and there was not a single living mouth in the entire Baiting Villa. ”

Zhao Mengtai is dead!

And Zhao Mengtai's wife and children are all dead!

When Zhao Xuening heard this, he only felt a cold air emerge from the soles of his feet, and this cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Gai.

Even if Zuo Biwen had already guessed such a result, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart at this moment.

The most ruthless imperial family!

What is family affection in the face of power?

"Second Brother ......"

Zhao Xuening muttered, tears in her eyes.

She has always regarded Zhao Mengtai as her own brother, and Zhao Mengtai is also very good to her.

Some people may say that there are some interests involved.

But if people drink water and know themselves, whether they are sincere to you or not, others don't know, and they know best.

Indifferent!

Ruthless!

Zhao Xuening's heart felt like she had been hit hard, and at the same time, she also understood more deeply the terrible power struggle of the imperial family.

What kind of brotherhood, father-son love, in the face of power is all bullshit.

"Meet Lord Xu!"

At this moment, a voice came from outside the main hall.

Zhao Xuening and Zuo Biwen both stopped the expressions on their faces.

I saw Xu Qianyue slowly walk in and salute Zhao Xuening, "Meet the princess, Your Majesty hasn't seen the princess for a long time, I miss it very much, summon Her Royal Highness the princess to go to the imperial study." ”

"I see."

Zhao Xuening lowered her head and answered.

Zuo Biwen's heart trembled when he heard this, and his face became a little ugly.

Zhao Mengtai has just died, and the Great Yan Emperor wants to summon Zhao Xuening, is it suspected that she has an affair with Zhao Mengtai?

Thinking of this, Zuo Biwen hurriedly said: "Remember to think twice when you speak." ”

"Uncle, I know."

Zhao Xuening replied.

........

The pure land, the wind and sand are pervasive, and everything as far as the eye can see is yellow.

After An Jing came out of the underground ancient city, after inquiring along the way, he not only got a map about Buddhism, but also came to Lingtai Temple, one of the holy places of Buddhism.

Lingtai Temple is the largest temple of the Lotus Sect, it can also be said to be the first temple of Buddhism, it is rumored that the Buddha of Buddhism is here to open the altar to preach the Dharma, promote Buddhism, and create Buddhism.

In the eyes of the world, Lingtai Temple is full of mystery.

It is like a monk in a red robe, sitting alone on the top of the world.

The ups and downs of life and magical legends are all engraved into the texture of Xuanao Avenue one stroke at a time.

It is like a reflection of falling into the world, with endless wind and sand and white clouds in the sky as his face, and the thousand-year-old Buddhist language as his soul.

Wind and snow and scorching sun, unwithered.

Ghee Fanbai, haunting the soul.

The heavenly buildings are connected to the top of the mountain, surrounded by white palaces, and surrounded by the temple in the center.

The white clouds depend on it, and the blue sky is with it.

Looking up at the history of Qionglou, there are all kinds of legends, and it has become more mysterious and beautiful.

At this time, countless pilgrims walked towards the temple on the top of the mountain, with great devotion in their expressions.

An Jing stepped on the stone steps and walked towards the top of the Lingtai Temple.

Along the way, there are people dressed in strange costumes and many Buddhist disciples, which are very different from Yan Kingdom, not only in clothing, but also in people's spiritual outlook.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound in front of him, and a Buddhist disciple of Lingtai Temple who was standing on the side of the guard shouted, and suddenly everyone ran towards the mountain, with a bit of solemnity and anger.

An Jing seemed to be out of place with the person who went up the mountain, and he was still unhurried.

Soon, he came to the mountain gate of Lingtai Temple, and countless people gathered in front of him.

"There is a bloody ......."

An Jing smelled the blood in the air, and frowned slightly, because this is the first temple of Buddhism, the first place where the first Bodhisattva of Buddhism sits, there should not be blood.

"High in the Sky"

But now there is blood flowing out.

It doesn't take much thought to know that something big must have happened.

I saw a figure in the bustling crowd in front of me.

The man was not tall, his appearance was mostly different from that of the people of the ancestral land, he looked a little strange, his skin was dark, and he held a strangely shaped long knife in his hand, the blade was curved, and there were sharp rodent-like blades on it, and at this time, there was blood flowing out of the strange long knife.

In front of him was a corpse, it was a master of Lingtai Temple, and it was the fatal knife wound in the neck that killed this Buddhist master.

In addition to this, there were several people behind the man who were not about the same as him, all holding strange long knives in their hands.

The expression was a little mocking and cold.

"They're the Kushan Swordsmen?"

"What a fast knife!"

"Master Faming died in his hands with one move!?"

"It's really bold to dare to kill people in my Buddhist holy land."

........

There was a lot of talk, almost all of them with anger.

No matter who this swordsman is, this is the Lingtai Temple, a holy place for Buddhism.

Isn't he provoking Buddhism by killing people here? Provoking the Pure Land again?

An Jing couldn't understand the discussion, but it didn't prevent him from guessing what was happening in front of him through the subtle expressions of the people around him.

The Guishan swordsman came to kill the master of Buddhism.

Looking at the cold expression and the cold knife, it is enough to show that the swordsman in front of him is a master.

After all, daring to challenge from Guishan is enough to show that he is a first-class swordsman in Guishan, and Guishuang's knife technique is a little unfamiliar and weird, which makes people can't help but be vigilant.

The Guishan swordsman put his fingers on the blade of the knife, and with a shock of qi, the blood on the knife was all scattered, and his gaze swept to the people of Buddhism who were talking around.

The cold eyes swept over, and many people were stunned, and the words in their throats couldn't help but swallow.

Murderous!

A master has a murderous aura on his body, which means that his hands must be covered with blood.

Seeing this, the Guishan swordsman couldn't help laughing, and said in an unskilled language: "It is rumored that there are many genius masters in the ancestral land of the Qin Dynasty, it seems that all this is just a waste of fame, I came this time, I met seven masters, no one can support my three moves, is there no master?" ”

His arrogant expression made everyone around him angry, but many people saw Fa Ming being killed with one move, and a haze appeared in their hearts.

"I'm going to fight you!"

At this moment, a loud shout rang out.

A golden Buddha light penetrated through, and it pressed heavily towards the Guishan swordsman like a mountain.

"Senior Brother of Xuanwu Academy's first Fadu!"

Seeing the people who appeared, many people present secretly exclaimed.

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of the Guishan swordsman's mouth, and the long knife in his hand slashed forward.

An icy sword light emerged.

A supreme momentum slowly rushed above the moonlit night, the void shook, and the true qi was like a whistling wave, constantly surging.

Hades Ten Killing Orders! The first kill, peel and dig up the meat!

Bang!

There was a loud bang that shook the sky, as if everyone's hearts were about to be shattered.

It was as if half of the Lingtai Temple was surrounded by an aura of death, and I saw a black and miserable area in front of me, and in that black area, a chilling voice burst out.

"Tong!"

This sword actually directly broke the Vajra Immortal Body of that law.

Seeing this, Fado showed a hint of shock, and retreated to the rear again and again.

But then the second knife came in a surge.

In the middle of nowhere, in the darkness of the ghosts, countless bright lights seemed to emit bright divine light, and everyone's hearts trembled.

In the midst of that strange long knife, a sword aura suddenly appeared.

Directly slash the mana in front of him into blood foam.

Hiss--!

Everyone gasped.

Fadu is the first seat of Xuanwu Academy, and he was killed by the Guishan swordsman with two swords, you must know that the Guishan swordsman does not look old, which means that he may not be very old.

What a weird knife technique!

An Jing's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but have a trace of interest in this knife technique.

The moment this knife technique was cast, it was as if it was facing the former Xudu, giving people an eerie and terrifying feeling, indicating that the person who created this knife technique must have seen the Xudu, otherwise there would not be such a similar artistic conception in the knife technique.

The Guishan swordsman licked the blood on the knife and said calmly: "Isn't it said that Fadu is also a genius of Buddhism?" I don't think so. ”

He was not mocking, but full of disappointment.

It is rumored that the Great Qin Dynasty in the East has a supreme genius, so he brought a few brothers and sisters here.

By the way, take a look at this Great Qin Dynasty, is it still as strong as it was thousands of years ago?

Several of the companions of the Guishan Swordsmen sneered, "It seems that they don't know anything about genius. ”

"Quick! Go and invite the Moro Hall to invite the patriarchs! ”

A Buddhist master hurriedly shouted.

Lingtai Temple was in chaos.

An Jing was still reminiscing about Fang Cai's knife technique, when a blue light emerged from the book from the ground.

The thought fell, and An Jing's heart moved slightly.

Tip 3: There is a blue chance near the host (the Bodhi seed born from the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree).

Blue chances are all treasures that can directly increase strength and cultivation.

At that moment, he walked behind the Lingtai Temple, wanting to find out, and by the way, he would visit the hidden masters of Buddhism to see if he could get the secret information about the seal.

The style architecture of Lingtai Temple is somewhat the same as that of Yanguo Temple, but there are also some differences, while Anjing rarely studies the map in the rivers and lakes, and mostly relies on the book from the ground.

Passing through the wide hall to a remote backyard, you can see two linden trees.

At this time, under the Bodhi tree, there is a Buddhist person holding a wooden fish in one hand and a mallet in the other, calmly and peacefully looking at the Bodhi tree in front of him.

The man was smiling all over his face, with a big belly and drooping ears, it was a hip-hop Buddha.

At this time, he was peaceful, without the slightest cold sharpness.

An Jing saluted with one hand and laughed: "Master, we meet again." ”

Hip-hop Buddha slowly opened his eyes, looked at An Jing in front of him, and wondered: "Donor, have we met?" ”

An Jing smiled slightly, and said, "The master is really joking, we only separated a few days ago." ”

"How many days ago?"

Hip Ha Buddha shook his head and said, "The poor monk has been practicing penance under this Bodhi tree for three years, and he has never left Lingtai Temple. ”

Haven't left this Lingtai Temple for three years?

When An Jing heard this, his heart was shocked, and he asked, "What is the master's name?" ”

Hip-hop Buddha put his hands together on his chest, "Wandering monk Hip-Hop Buddha." ”

An Jing's eyes narrowed into a slit, "You are a hip-hop Buddha, who did I see a few days ago?" ”

At this time, he also found that the hip-hop Buddha he saw before gave him a cold and treacherous feeling, and now this hip-hop Buddha has a magnificent and special momentum, but it is more like a Buddhist master.

What the hell is going on?

Hip-hop Buddha shook his head and said, "The donor may be obsessed, but what you see is not real." ”

An Jing said: "It's absolutely true. ”

Hip-hop Buddha said: "Eyes can deceive." ”

An Jing said: "The heart can also deceive people. ”

"If you think everything you see is fake, then everything is fake, and if you think what you see is true, then everything is true." ”

An Jing said: "True and false, false and true, inaction is everywhere and nowhere, why should the master make a mystery?" ”

Hip-hop Buddha smiled and asked, "Who is the donor?" ”

An Jing said: "Outside the sky, Tian'an Jing." ”

Hip-hop Buddha smiled even deeper, "It turns out that it was the donor who defeated the special King Kong, no wonder I see that Your Excellency is so young, and he has such a ability to comprehend the way of all things in the world, which is really extraordinary." ”

An Jing frowned and said, "The master hasn't answered my question yet. ”

Why are there two hip-hop Buddhas, and which one is real?

What exactly is a Buddhist relic?

"What you see is just an evil thought from Uncle Shi."

At this moment, a voice sounded behind An Jing.

I saw a monk come over, made a Buddhist salute to An Jing, and said, "Poor monk Tianyi, I have seen Lord An Shi." ”

Tianyi Bodhisattva, the first Bodhisattva of Buddhism, is also the host of Lingtai Temple.

"I've seen Master Tianyi."

An Jing also replied with a salute and said, "I don't know what this evil thought means, can the master solve his doubts." ”

Hip Ha Buddha said on the side: "Buddhism has an ancient practice method, the inheritance has never been broken, some secret techniques are still retained, including the art of cutting thoughts, can cut out a wisp of people's thoughts, the poor monk for practice, Buddhism is too persistent, so that it can not reach the realm of the five qi return, so they use the secret art of Buddhism to cut off an obsession in the heart, cut off the obsession, enter Nirvana, and then reach the realm of the five qi." ”

"And this obsession also escaped, free between heaven and earth, the hip-hop Buddha that the donor saw was just the obsession of the poor monk, it can also be said that the poor monk is all that the hip-hop Buddha left behind in removing the obsession."

When An Jing heard this explanation, his heart felt like a turbulent wave, "In this way, I saw a hip-hop Buddha before, and now the one standing in front of me is also a hip-hop Buddha." ”

Tianyi Bodhisattva nodded and said, "The donor is so perceptive, that's exactly the case." ”

Hip-hop Buddha asked: "The evil thoughts have disappeared for a long time, I don't know where the donor can see it?" ”

An Jing's heart shook for a long time, and after a while, he said: "In the underground ancient city, the master is looking for the remains of the Buddha. ”

"The remains of the Buddha!?"

Tianyi Bodhisattva had a little puzzlement in his eyes.

An nodded and said, "That's right, the master said that it is a sacred relic of Buddhism, and it must not fall into the hands of others." ”

Hip-hop Buddha said in a deep voice: "The donor has been deceived, my Buddha's golden body is still enshrined in the ancestral hall, and he has never left the hall." ”

A trace of doubt flashed in An Jing's eyes, "Oh? ”

Hip-hop Buddha glanced at Tianyi Bodhisattva, "Tianyi, you take the donor to see the golden body of the Buddha." ”

Tianyi Bodhisattva said: "Please come with me." ”

Then the three of them walked towards the Buddha Hall, which was still behind the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The splendid and imposing hall is surrounded by several golden Buddha statues, and in the center of the hall is a fence, and in the center of the fence is a weathered corpse, which is surrounded by a golden light.

Shining and exuding an ancient, majestic atmosphere.

Even after a thousand years of death, there is still a strong coercion.

Jade bones!

And it is even more profound than the realm of Anjing Jade Bone!

Both of them were religious, and bowed respectfully to the corpse.

Hip-hop Buddha folded his hands and said: "This is the golden body of my Buddha, I don't know what the 'remains of the Buddha' found by the donor are?" ”

An Jing looked at the golden body of the Buddha, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

This is the remains of the Buddha, so what are the hip-hop Buddhas and themselves looking for?

Both sides say differently, and one of them is always lying, so who is lying?

Hip-hop Buddha and Tianyi Bodhisattva saw that An Jing did not speak, and they all stood quietly aside.

"Winter!" "Winter!"

Suddenly, the violent sound of the bell brought An Jing back to his senses.

"Host, something is wrong!"

At this moment, a Buddhist master walked in, and immediately reported what happened in Lingtai Temple at this time.

Tianyi Bodhisattva said in a deep voice: "Donor, it seems that this matter can only be discussed later. ”

"Wait."

Hip-hop Buddha stopped Tianyi Bodhisattva and said, "That Guishan Swordsman is a genius disciple of Heavenly Sword, since he is a genius, he naturally needs a genius to deal with it." ”

Speaking of which, Hip Ha Buddha looked at An Jing.

An Jing glanced at Hip Ha Buddha and said, "The master wants to borrow a knife to kill people?" ”

Tianyi Bodhisattva said: "If the donor can solve this matter, the Buddha is willing to take out a Bodhi seed and give it to the donor." ”

An Jing pondered for a long time and said, "In addition, I also need two masters to solve some confusion for me. ”

Tianyi Bodhisattva said sincerely: "Since the heavens and Buddhism have formed an alliance, I know everything about the donor. ”

"Okay."

An Jing nodded, he also wanted to see the strength of this Guishan swordsman.

...............

In the square of Lingtai Temple.

There was silence all around, and everyone was glaring at a few Guishan swordsmen in the center.

At this time, a Buddhist monk walked out of the crowd, that person was dressed in a red robe, bathed in golden Buddha light, magnificent, this person is the special King Kong of Buddhism.

Although during the battle between the Buddha and the Demon in Tianwumen, the special King Kong lost to An Jing, but the status of the special King Kong in the Buddha Gate is second only to Tianyi Bodhisattva, which is a fact that is doubted.

At this moment, the special Vajra appeared, and the people of the Pure Land around him were all excited.

Buddhism's first Vajra special Vajra!

Several masters of Guishuang also looked at it, and then looked at each other and smiled, and finally led to the real masters of Buddhism.

The special King Kong looked at the Guishan Daoke in front of him and said, "The donor is the person of the Heavenly Sword?" ”

The Guishan swordsman glanced at the special King Kong a few times, and it seemed that he didn't expect that the special King Kong actually used the Guishan language, and immediately said: "Heavenly Sword Chamo." ”

The special King Kong bowed slightly, and said: "Although I have never been to Guishuang, I have heard you talk about you in the caravan, and they say that you are a genius swordsman in Guishan, and you are the number one master in the Heavenly Sword. ”

Chamo was not excited by the words of the special Vajra, and his expression was always very indifferent, "Exactly. ”

The special Vajra asked, "Why did you come to the Pure Land this time to kill my Buddhist master?" ”

Cha Mo said: "I want to see the Buddha Gate Breaking Knife." ”

The special King Kong lowered his eyebrows, "The donor killed people just to take a look at the Ring Breaking Knife?" ”

Bodhisattva and Vajra, those are different fruit positions, and the same ruthlessness is also different.

Naturally, Vajra has also killed lives, and his reason for killing is very simple, to prevent others from killing.

This reason seems strange.

With a finger of the strange long knife in Chamo's hand, Feng Han directly aimed at the special King Kong, and said, "Your strength is good, I want to try it with you." ”

The eyes of the special Vajra were like rocks, heavy and thick, and tenacious, while the Chamo on the other side was like a fierce ocean, in which thunder flashed.

However, judging from the special King Kong aura, it was three points weaker than when he fought in Tianwumen before.

One is that the Extraordinary King Kong chose to break the Dharma and recondense himself, and the other is that he was severely injured by the sword demon, and his injuries have not fully recovered.

At this moment, the strength he can show is greatly reduced, and at most it is only in the realm of two qi.

And the momentum displayed by the Guishan Swordsman was very strong.

The most important thing is that the Extraordinary King Kong is a master of the older generation, and the Guishan swordsman on the opposite side is relatively young, whether he wins or loses, it will not do the Extraordinary King Kong any good.

"Leave it to me, Master."

At that moment, a voice sounded behind the Extraordinary Vajra.

When he heard this, he turned his head and looked at it with some surprise, "Lord Anshi, why did you appear here?" ”

I saw a young man in white walking out, with three long swords stuck in his back, each with its own characteristics.

Extraordinary King Kong naturally recognized the person, but he never expected the ghost swordsman to appear in the Pure Land

An Jing said with a smile: "I came to the Pure Land this time, I want to visit Master Tianyi, and before that, I will help the Buddhism Sect solve a small trouble." ”

Hearing this, King Kong laughed, "Okay. ”

Chamo looked at An Jing who suddenly appeared, and said, "Young man, my knife is very fast. ”

The person in front of him is too young, and the young one can't believe it, which one of the rivers and lakes in the world didn't start to become famous after a few years of immersion, and the young people in front of him were at most fledgling boys.

Several of the swordsmen in Guishuang had a sneer in their eyes.

Chamo is one of the most talented swordsmen in Guishan, and there is a younger person in front of him, is he really Chamo's opponent?

They don't believe it!

I never believed that Chamo would lose to someone so young in front of him.

Not only the Kushan people, but even the people of the Pure Land looked at each other, not understanding why they let this young man who was obviously not the Pure Land take action?

Didn't he know how powerful this Chamo was!?

The Extraordinary King Kong translated what Chamo said to An Jing.

An Jing said surgingly: "You tell him, my sword is faster." ”

King Kong smiled, and then gave An Jing's words to Chamo.

Chamo didn't get angry when he heard this, but laughed, "Let you take a few more looks at the world, and remember not to blink later, because death will be fast." ”

The special King Kong said this to An Jing as it was.

An Jing said calmly: "Master Special, you stand back." ”

King Kong smiled and stepped back.

The first seat of the Lingtai Temple Discipline Academy hesitated for a moment and said, "Uncle Special, that Chamo is extremely strong, he killed Fa Ming in one move, and Fa Du in two moves, doesn't this let that young man die?" ”

The surrounding disciples of Lingtai Temple all shook their heads and sighed secretly, obviously thinking that An Jing was sending him to death.

Genius is not terrible, what is terrible is the genius who grows up.

That person is so young, how can he be Chamo's opponent, Chamona is also a master in his forties, not young, but also a master of the middle generation.

The special Vajra is neither happy nor sad, "Don't be in a hurry. ”

"Hey."

Seeing the special King Kong say this, the first seat of the Lingtai Temple Precept Institute could only sigh helplessly.

Except for the Extraordinary King Kong, no one would think that An Jing would survive under Chamo's knife.

At this time, on the square of Lingtai Temple, the two faced each other.

Although they didn't speak, there seemed to be a spark shining in the eyes of the two.

The knife in Chamo's hand was weird, eerie, and still stained with blood at the moment.

There was no anger in his eyes, and from the time he began to practice the sword, his master told him to kill people, and he had to kill one person every day to call it sword practice.

So over the years, his hands have been covered with countless blood.

Just looking at others, there is a strong murderous aura.

Under the deterrence of this murderous aura, some people who are not strong-minded will even have fear, and their strength will be greatly reduced.

The sun above the sky was obscured, and the entire Lingtai Temple square was a little gloomy.

Coupled with the murderous aura around Chamo's body, it added a bit of weirdness.

He is a genius, and he is a genius in the sword.

Among the heavenly swords, there are all swordsmen in the row.

I don't know why, Chamo's heart suddenly gave birth to a trace of solemnity, and the green tendons of the hand holding the knife burst out, like a dragon, hideous and terrifying.

The sunlight is disappearing little by little.

Neither of them moved.

The reason why An Jing didn't move was that he was waiting, waiting for the other party to make a move.

And the reason why Chamo didn't make a move was because his heart was shaking.

Looking at those calm eyes, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

He's a knife.

But those eyes are like a sea, a starry sky, able to integrate everything in this world, not to mention just a knife.

The sun was obscured, and so was Chamo's heart.

At this moment, only darkness remained in front of his eyes.

A fear flooded his heart.

His palms clenched the hilt frantically, unable to endure the terrible darkness and fear any longer, and he was about to crack open everything in front of him with his knife.

Anger burned in his heart and turned into rolling waves.

Chamo was the most genius swordsman in the Heavenly Sword, and his Hades Ten Kills Order had already been cultivated to the eighth layer.

Unique in his age.

His sword seemed to have been pulled out of the Mori Ra Du, and the light of the netherworld came from the darkness, returned to the darkness, and finally wanted to break through the darkness.

Anjing was very calm throughout, without any waves or ups and downs.

"Phew!"

As soon as the blade moved, a brilliant meteor pierced through the darkness.

Chamo's world suddenly became brighter, and his childlike hole was full of light.

And his life was lost in this opening and closing of darkness and light.

The meteors are beautiful and magnificent.

The light emitted by a meteor when it pierces through the darkness is the most dazzling existence, and it is exciting and moving.

But even the light of a meteor could not compare to that flash of sword light.

The light of a meteor is short-lived.

The light left behind by this flash of sword light is enough to shine eternally in everyone's hearts!

Those present suddenly felt extremely fortunate to be able to see the brilliance of this sword.

And this sword is not only engraved in their eyes, but also in their minds, and even in their lives.

"Plop!"

The light in Chamo's eyes gradually dissipated, and then his body and knife fell heavily to the ground.

There was silence above the Lingtai Temple, without the slightest sound.

Quiet!

Everyone seemed to be petrified, as if they hadn't recovered from Fang Cai's sword.

There was only the sound of Chamo's blood flowing, with a bit of inexplicable weirdness.

An Jing suddenly looked at the special King Kong and said, "Tell them, please the next genius swordsman." ”

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