Mirror Xuanjie, imaginary mirage.

Although Lu Anhe didn't know why Lin Chuan wanted to paint suddenly, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

A well-planned kidnapping was ruined by a sick boy like this, it is impossible to say that Lu Anhe has no grievances in his heart, but the thirty guards sent to him by the big boss are all martial artists.

One is that by entering the mirage, Takefu can preserve the maximum combat power.

The second is that only martial artists can hide their cultivation, although they only want to tie up a Lu Qinqin who has not yet reached the sea of qi, but no one knows if the Lu family will match this genius with a protector.

But Lu Anhe never expected to meet Lin Chuan's killing billet, he suspected that this was simply someone behind the calculation.

To be able to put on the identity of the head of the Lu family's business and become a wolf bandit, Lu Anhe's most outstanding thing is definitely not his piled up Qi Sea Realm cultivation, but his carefulness and prudence.

People always like to figure out other people's minds from their own point of view, so Lin Chuan's appearance, in the eyes of Boss Lu, is a conspiracy against him.

He knew that in this situation, it was impossible to leave with the meat ticket, and the only option left for him was to go deep into the mirage.

At least at dawn, they have enough distance to choose between running away or fighting to the death.

After all, as long as he distanced himself from Wufu, he was confident that he would use Dao techniques to defeat Lin Chuan.

It's just that Lin Chuan didn't give Boss Lu this opportunity, and he was not as complicated as Boss Lu imagined, he just wanted to experience the joy of being a reckless man.

……

When others paint, they need to be calm and depict.

But Lin Chuan only needs to relax his arms to paint, and Ling and Dark will be like a printer, controlling the paintbrush in his hand and directly printing the appearance of the real dragon on the paper.

So before Lu Anhe could leave with his men, a decent real dragon had already jumped on the paper.

Lin Chuan collected the pen and ink, and according to the method given by Ao Ye, he forced out two drops of blood from his fingertips and threw them on the eyes of the real dragon in the picture scroll.

Finishing touch.

The nursery rhymes that had been echoing in the night sky came to an abrupt end, and those whispers seemed to be choked by the throat.

"Confucian blood ink!?"

The thin old man watched in disbelief as a real dragon phantom rose from the scroll, and instantly returned to the carriage and made a posture of vigilance.

The ink is dipped in the breath of the real dragon of Ao Ye, and the dragon in the painting is the dragon in the painting, after it is separated from the painting scroll, it waives in the wind and directly turns into a giant dragon, entrenched above everyone's heads, covering the entire night sky.

"Roar!!

Lu Anhe, who was about to evacuate, had just walked to the side of the big ring knife and was about to pick up his blade, when he was shocked by the dragon's roar, and the whole person froze in place.

"Pick up the knife."

Lin Chuan took two steps forward leisurely, looked at Lu Anhe, who was stiff all over, raised his voice, and repeated:

"I'll let you pick up the knife!"

Lu Anhe reacted at this time:

"You ......"

Lin Chuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him anymore, and as soon as he made a mistake, his figure became blurred.

Lu Anhe had already experienced Lin Chuan's extreme speed, his teeth were clenched, and he directly crushed the mirage fragment in his hand:

"Don't live !!"

"Wave~"

The moment the mirage fragment shattered, it was as if a blister had been punctured.

Outside the archway, the palms that were tearing the transparent film suddenly paused, and then turned into a thick fog and swept towards the crowd!

The whispers and nursery rhymes all resounded from the bottom of everyone's hearts, and the emotions of fear turned into monstrous waves, as long as they fell, they would shatter everyone's reason!

Lu An looked at Lin Chuan, who suddenly appeared in front of him, and shouted hysterically:

"Die! Die! They all have to die!! ”

"Huh."

Lin Chuan just chuckled, he had already felt the spread of the sting, but he didn't have the slightest fear.

At the moment when the mirage shattered, the aura of heaven and earth also broke free from its shackles at the same time, and three bright moons stood across the night sky, sprinkling the cold moonlight into the endless darkness.

Lin Chuan's fingertips pinched a spirit stone that was uncertain, directly crushed Lu Anhe's jaw, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I don't like people threatening me."

After leaving a sentence, he used an instantaneous step, and instantly pulled Xuanjing and Liu Zheng to retreat to the side of the thin old man.

When Xuanjing was leaving, it was the ghost who grabbed Lu Qinqin and Ah Shuang.

Immediately after, an incomparably dazzling light lit up, as if daylight had fallen, and time seemed to stand still for a moment.

The old man's face changed, and he quickly propped up an emerald green barrier to protect the carriage.

Lin Chuan and the others stuck to the carriage with peace of mind, not caring at all about the old man's fly-like gaze.

"Boom !!"

It wasn't until the mushroom cloud rose that the crowd heard a deafening roar.

……

……

It took more than ten seconds for the old man to come back to his senses, and hurriedly entered the carriage to check whether the young lady was injured.

And Lin Chuan also looked at the ruined battlefield he had made.

Lu Anhe and those wolf bandits were all gone, and there was only a big pit left where they were originally located.

Those who were outside the old man's barrier were also scattered by the aftermath, and most of them fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The aftermath of the explosion also blew away part of the fog, revealing Zhu Li, who had just been swallowed by the thick fog, and the scholar looked at the center of the explosion with a blue face, and he didn't know whether he was confused by the fog or couldn't accept the reality.

……

As soon as Xuanjing regained consciousness, he bowed to the carriage and said:

"Thank you seniors for helping each other."

Although the aftermath of the explosion did not hurt him, after all, he inherited the old man's favor, and the master taught him to be polite.

It's a pity that when these words were heard in the ears of the old man, they became Chi Guoguo's ridicule.

After Mu Qingfeng made sure that the young lady was fine, the whole person was on the verge of rage, and Xuanjing's thanks almost made him take action, but the snake hadn't solved it yet, those insects were not attacked by the aura, and the size was too small, there was no way to deal with it.

So no matter how annoyed Mu Qingfeng was, he could only suppress the resentment in his heart, because now it was the most important thing to escape from the dense fog with the young lady.

Seeing that the thick fog was surrounding again, Lin Chuan snapped his fingers, and the pen and ink dragon entrenched in the night sky suddenly rushed into the fog.

The fog melted silently like snow on a soldering iron, before the dragon could arrive......

Mu Qingfeng, who walked out of the carriage, looked at the dense fog that was gradually dissipating in front of him, and the anger on his face finally faded a lot.

Lin Chuan nodded at Mu Qingfeng very elegantly:

"Thank you seniors for your help."

Mu Qingfeng hesitated, but still put on a kind look, and asked very reservedly:

"Is Feng Shi of your Blood Ink Sect okay?"

Lin Chuan's head was big for a while, but he still coped with it naturally:

"The students did not worship under Master Feng, and this trip is also to go to Xuantian City to study in Pingluan Academy."

The identities that the old madman prepared for him and Xuanjing were the only two remaining disciples of the Qingshan Taoist Temple, but Lin Chuan had to pretend to be a scholar to go out of the city in order to avoid the royal family's search.

Now that he has used a Danqing method similar to the Blood Ink School, he can only put on another layer of vest for himself in order to pass the test safely.

After all, there was already a mirage, and Lin Chuan was not sure to face this unfathomable thin old man.

"Hmm."

Mu Qingfeng nodded noncommittally, it was his fault to put the young lady in danger, he had no intention of caring about Lin Chuan's identity now, he just wanted to send the young lady to Xuantian City as soon as possible.

And it wasn't until this moment that Lu Qinqin finally came to his senses.

In fact, there is only one reason for Lu Anhe's failure this time, and that is to think too much.

Lu Qinqin ran away from home at all, so there was no protector around her at all, and she thought that she would not encounter any danger when she came to find her fourteenth uncle.

After the Lu family knew where she went, they were also very relieved.

After all, Lu Anhe and Lu Qinqin's biological father is a brother of the same mother, and in recent years, the business name in the border city has been managed by him impressively, and Lu Anhe's steady style of doing things has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The Lu family naturally would not have thought that their uncle would do something to kidnap their niece.

But Lu Anhe was suspicious by nature, and for this line, he not only asked for mirage fragments from the big boss, but also transferred 30 martial artists from the Qi Sea Realm.

In addition, he even caught an old *** in Zhuli to test the existence of the protector.

The plan was seamless, but it was defeated in the hands of Lin Chuan, a reckless man.

It is also fate, Lin Chuan just doesn't like to be calculated, even if he is just an insignificant victim in Lu Anhe's plan, he doesn't want to be a fish on someone else's chopping board.

Moreover, Lin Chuan is the most annoying to use his brain, the easier it is to feel the emotions of the people around him, the more he doesn't like to analyze what those people are thinking in their hearts.

Regardless of the evil deeds, he would rather believe that there are good people in this world than go to the trouble of finding out what happened.

So whether it was murder or slaughter, Lin Chuan simply wanted to solve the problem, but he had no murderous intent in his heart.

But he didn't realize that his mentality had become more and more similar to Xiao Zuo at this time.

……

"Why?"

Lu Qinqin knelt on the ground weakly, looked at the deep pit, and asked blankly.

Xuanjing didn't know who she was asking, but she could feel her desperation.

"All sentient beings are suffering, so we need to be ......"

The little monk silently recited the Buddha's name in his heart, and then walked to the same distracted blessing.

Having just experienced life and death, and experiencing the fear brought by the dragon, Zhu Li's consciousness was already on the verge of being shattered, and when he saw Xuanjing coming, he only raised his head mechanically:

"Thank you......"

Xuanjing squatted down and asked very seriously:

"Thank you yourself, can you tell me why I didn't cut Miss Lu's throat directly, but stabbed her dantian?"

He wants to purify all sentient beings, and to be the ferryman on the bitter sea, he must know where the other side of the sentient beings yearn for, so he is very curious why Zhu Li still did not choose to kill when he just wanted to survive.

"The dantian is gone...... can still survive, people, as long as they live, there is still hope, there is tomorrow......"

Zhu Li explained slowly.

He knew very well that Boss Lu had put so much effort into what he wanted was definitely not a corpse, but a living mouth, and he wanted to use a living genius to exchange a future with the Lu family.

So the best choice at that time was to use Lu Qinqin's death, but forced Lu Anhe to spare his life.

But he withdrew his hand at the last moment and stabbed Lu Qinqin's dantian instead, because a scrapped genius is no different from a corpse, which can also make Lu An and the rat trap, but it can leave Lu Qinqin with a life.

Zhu Li always remembered a question that Master asked him when he was under his door.

"There are five geniuses with unlimited prospects, each of whom has the potential to save this troubled world, but one of them has a bad heart, a bad liver, a bad spleen, a bad lung, and the last one is a bad kidney.

Now there is an illiterate little beggar, and the five organs can be perfectly replaced for them, the beggar is not clothed, he is not hungry, and every day he lives is suffering from the suffering of the world.

Let you decide, whether to use the life of this beggar alone to pay back five geniuses, what will you choose? ”

Zhu Li did not give an answer at that time, but went back and meditated for several days before finding Mr. and giving an answer:

"Everyone has the right to live."

The gentleman was noncommittal, but accepted him as a personal disciple.

Zhu Li has always adhered to his answers and respected every life.

……

"It was you who saved yourself, if you were a killer just now, I wouldn't have spared your life, all living beings in this world are suffering, I hope you and I can fight to the other side in this sea of suffering."

Xuanjing nodded thoughtfully at Zhu Li, took out a solid Peiyuan pill from the ring and put it in his hand, then got up and returned to Lin Chuan's side.

At this time, the dense fog had already faded, and the crowd who were unconscious by the aftermath also woke up leisurely, and the caravan had more than 100 people, excluding the thirty wastes and Lu Anhe, and now there were less than 30 people left to stand up.

Xuanjing looked at the dead and injured crowd, and felt a little uncomfortable, so he asked Lin Chuan again the question he had just mentioned:

“…… Senior brother, what are you going to do? ”

Lin Chuan looked at those who were implicated and died, and responded without hesitation:

"If those five geniuses have an enmity with me, then they will kill something, and if they are kind to me, then find a way to find the enemy's five organs to replace, and it is the same with being a little beggar.

If there is no injustice, no hatred, no grace and no benefit, what does their life and death have to do with me? ”

When the words fell, Xuanjing's eyes gradually lit up, and he felt that Senior Brother should also feel guilty about those innocent people in his heart at this time, but he never regretted it.

There is no fairness in this world, and who is really innocent in troubled times.

Xuanjing always felt that the senior brother's failure to enter Buddhism was a loss to Buddhism, because although the senior brother's words were always deviant, they always hid Zen opportunities worthy of enlightenment......

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