readx; Since the news of Wang Bing spread, countless warriors have swarmed like flies smelling fishy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info In the entire Famous Sword City, in just a few days, the number of warriors exceeded 10,000, which can be described as an unprecedented grand occasion.

Everyone has been looking forward to this day for a long time, and from early in the morning, the people who come to the gate to congratulate them are like long snakes from the city lord's mansion to the city gate. Just to grab a better position, some hot-tempered people even fight.

But these people are all small characters, and they are purely here to try their luck and play soy sauce. As time passed, those characters who were really capable of competing for the king's soldiers also began to appear.

"Look, look, the people from the Dry Heaven Sect are here, good guys, it turned out to be led by their sect master himself......"

"What is this, look over there," the man who spoke, "Even the monk Huijing Zen Master is here!

"And over there, the Seven Monsters of Southern Fujian, the Snow Knife Gate, the Feiyan Gate, which is the fuel-efficient lamp. ”

With the appearance of these big shots, the low-end warriors below talked endlessly, and as the names of the visitors became bigger and bigger, there were exclamations from time to time, and there were some chaotic quarrels. The entire City Lord's Mansion seemed to be surrounded by countless mosquitoes, making a low buzzing sound.

"What are you, get out of here......"

Just when it was lively, a sharp shout spread far away, and it was particularly harsh in a low timbre.

At the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, the chief butler in charge of the reception spat in disgust. On the left and right are fierce and vicious guards. Surrounded by spectators. Some clasped their hands to their chests, some shook their heads and sighed, but most of them were expressionless.

Surrounded in the middle was an old man, cloaked in a mantle, dressed in tatters, like an old man named Hanako. The messy hair blocked his face, and he couldn't see any expression.

"Don't look at what kind of place this is, go inside, you don't want to die. One of the guards next to the butler scolded: "Get out of here, slow down and break your dog's legs." ”

"Really?" said Hanako, who looked up, her face wrinkled like tree bark, but her eyes were bright. looked at the arrogant guard: "I haven't been scolded for many years, twenty years, no, forty years, it doesn't seem right......"

He talks to himself like a madman. At this time, the butler snorted, his face full of impatience. Today's Famous Sword City is different from the past, and there are still so many guests to entertain, how can there be effort to delay a crazy old man.

The guard who had just spoken understood what he meant, his face flashed, and he pulled out his knife with a puff and slashed at it, and said with a cruel smile: "This is your own ...... to die."

Before he could finish speaking, a withered hand passed through his front and his back peeked out, and the guard froze there, turning his head with difficulty, glancing at the dirty arm that pierced his body, and then fell.

The housekeeper took a step back in shock, and the warriors present looked at Lao Zhaohua seriously, their faces full of solemnity. No one could see the action clearly just now, as if the guard died as soon as his eyes sparked.

Hanako looked at his palm, and a red oval thing was in his hand, beating like a living thing. Someone in the crowd exclaimed, it turned out to be a living heart, which was dug out by the old screamer when it penetrated the guard's chest just now.

The next scene made everyone present even more frightened. The old man called Hanako raised her hand and swallowed the heart directly into her mouth, as if she had eaten some delicious food. A look of satisfaction on his face.

"I haven't eaten it for a long time, what a nostalgic taste......"

After saying that, Hanako looked around, as if looking for the next dessert. Those who came into contact with his gaze were all frightened. The housekeeper peed out involuntarily.

"Old Man Heartbreaker. Finally, an old man recognized this as Hanako, and involuntarily exclaimed. At this moment, many of the older warriors changed color one after another.

When it comes to the old man who eats the heart, the young warriors may not have heard of it. But 60 years ago, his name was like thunder. He is bloodthirsty and brutal, and he kills people at every turn. With a vicious claw skill, the innate realm is rarely an opponent. What is especially disgusting and frightening is that he eats people's hearts. Every day is unhappy. In the years of his fame, there were not ten thousand people who died at his hands, but eight thousand.

Such an act is indignant to heaven and man. Finally, the old abbot of Ciming Temple, Yuantong Zen Master, took action and mobilized the power of the whole temple to besiege the old man in Biyun Cliff, only to hit him hard and fall off the cliff, and there has been no news since then. originally thought that he died at the bottom of the cliff, but who knew that now he would reappear in the rivers and lakes, and I don't know how many innocent people will die at his hands.

"Amitabha. A Buddha horn sounded, but it was Zen Master Huijing who came out and saw the scene of the old flower child eating his heart, and involuntarily issued the Buddha horn. "Isn't the donor afraid of falling into the hell of Ah Na after death and never being reborn?"

Lao Zhaohua opened his eyes, looked at Hui Jing's big bald head, and suddenly asked, "Who are you Yuantong?"

"It's the family teacher. ”

"Oh! No wonder I hate you when I see you. The boss whose eyes suddenly opened suddenly: "Where is Yuantong now, could it be that he hid in fear when he saw that I was not dead?"

Zen Master Huijing showed sadness: "The family teacher has been dead for many years. ”

"Dead?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Good death." Damn the old bald ass. ”

Hui Jing's face was calm: "Donors don't have to be too happy. Although the family teacher passed away, before his old man passed away, he repeatedly told the little monk that he must promote Buddhism and purify all sentient beings. If someone is unable to persuade for the sake of harming the world, he needs to incarnate the anger of the king and kill the demons. ”

Bursts of Sanskrit sounds sounded in the void, like a Buddha preaching. Although the sun was bright, it still couldn't block the faint golden yellow emanating from his body. Behind him, a huge Buddha statue appeared out of thin air, although it was not clear, but the solemn aura had enveloped the audience.

The old man who was originally disdainful suddenly became serious, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his voice was a little hoarse in surprise: "The void is like !!"

What people in Buddhism cultivate is the Buddha's body, attracting the power of ten thousand Buddhas, and transforming sentient beings. And the void statue is the highest realm in Buddhism. Even YTO in its heyday never stepped into this situation.

Once the Buddha can be summoned, it means that the innate threshold to the realm of human beings has been crossed. Once the phantom of the summoned Buddha is clear, he truly enters the ranks of real people. Based on this, although today's Huijing has not advanced to the real person, she is already the top level in the congenital, and she is half a step higher than today's heart-eroding old man.

Just when everyone was shocked by Hui Jing's hand, an arrogant voice came, "Good one to kill demons, the old man is standing here, if the little monk has the ability, try it except me." ”

Before anyone arrived, the voice was already heard. But in the blink of an eye, a man in a black cloak appeared on the field. The same old man with a thin face and a narrow body. The eyebrows, in particular, are as sharp as a sword.

"The Black Hawk Master. Someone in the crowd recognized him. For a while, everyone was frightened, and he was a peerless devil.

Zen Master Huijing frowned slightly, although he didn't fight, he could know from the pressure he felt on the Black Eagle Master that the other party was the same as him, an existence standing at the pinnacle of innateness. Although he doesn't want to make a move with others at this critical moment, he will not back down from being named and provoked. is waiting to fight back, but unfortunately, there is more than one person who is willing to join in the fun.

"Hahahaha, that's a good point. I also want to see how Buddhism slays demons and destroys demons. ”

"Not bad. I have long heard that the presiding officer of the generation of Ciming Temple is cultivating through the heavens and the earth, and he just happened to see and see. ”

"Zen Master Huijing, you just go about killing this eagle, I promise that no one will interfere. ”

"Hmph, Buddhism is still that hypocritical virtue. ”

"Oh, such a handsome Langjun, it's a pity to be a monk. Master Huijing, why don't you forget about it, tie the knot with the slave family, and enjoy the joy of fish and water. ”

"I smelled a fox smell from afar, it turned out to be a ghost fox, you came. Oh, Boss Xiang is also there, aren't you the concubine of the ghost fox, just watching her hook up with other men?"

"Shut up, do you want to die?"

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With these words, more than a dozen people appeared one after another. The appearance and clothing are different from ordinary people. Especially a woman, who looks like she is only in her twenties, with a plump body and graceful appearance. Between the looks and the looks, there are many charms. The martial artists present, those with slightly worse concentration were attracted by it, and they only felt that all their minds were already focused on her, and they could not even take their lives for her.

"Hmph—"

A muffled snort sounded, like a hammer hitting everyone's minds. The bewildered person suddenly woke up, and then he realized that he unconsciously fell into the way of the demon girl, and was almost controlled by it, becoming a puppet-like existence. Suddenly, cold sweat broke out, and many people involuntarily retreated, for fear of being hit again. But he didn't dare to look at the woman again.

It is natural to wake up everyone is Zen Master Huijing, and the Buddhist exercises are the nemesis of all charms and evil methods. In the face of the provocation of these demons, his face was calm and he did not argue. However, the Sanskrit sound sung in the air became louder, and after the originally vague Buddha phantom flickered a few times, it became clearly visible, and the face of the Buddha, who should have been kind and benevolent, was angry, and it was the anger of the Fudo Ming King.

Seeing this scene, although the Black Eagle Venerable, the Heart-Eroding Old Man and the others still had a defiant and disdainful look on their faces, they all sounded the alarm in their hearts, staring at Zen Master Huijing's every move with full attention. The anger of the king of Fudo Ming is the secret of Ciming Temple, and only the abbot can learn, and it is a real innate combat skill. It is said that in the innate combat skills, it is also in a very high-end position. Such a stunt is performed by the innate peak of Zen Master Huijing, who dares to take it lightly?

"Everyone, slow and slow ......"

At this moment when the arrows were tense and at the last moment, Lu Zhanyuan hurried over, "Seniors, don't do it. Today is the day of my celebration with wine, and so many colleagues have come to congratulate me, it is really not pleasant to go to war. Please also look at the face of Lu and the colleagues present, turn the conflict into jade silk, how about coming to the good teacher?"

Everyone didn't want to fight now, especially those with low strength, and they were even more afraid of harming the pond fish, so after Lu Zhanyuan finished speaking, they also opened their mouths to persuade peace. Zen Master Huijing snorted coldly and withdrew the Buddha's phantom. The Black Hawk Master didn't speak, but the expression on his face relaxed, obviously not intending to provoke him any longer.

Seeing this scene, Lu Zhanyuan hurriedly smiled and saluted Zen Master Huijing: "Ciming Temple is the head of my Xishu Zen Buddhism, and Zen Master Huijing is even more respected. You can come to my banquet, it really makes my famous sword city shine. Zen master inside please. ”

"Amitabha. Lord Lu Cheng was polite. Zen Master Huijing replied with a salute, without saying much, and followed the housekeeper into the house.

"Your predecessors have stopped walking around the rivers and lakes for a long time, and I never thought that I would come to participate in my little celebration banquet now, I am really honored, honored. After talking to Zen Master Huijing, Lu Zhanyuan hurriedly came over to greet the old man and others. These people are much more difficult to deal with than Zen Master Huijing, they are all murderous demons who do not blink, and if they are not careful, they may be angered and killed. Therefore, Lu Zhanyuan's posture was very low, and his words were very polite.

"City Lord Lu doesn't need to be so polite. I'm just here to join in the fun. You don't have to worry about us. The beautiful woman in the crowd stood up and spoke delicately. Between talking and laughing, set off endless spring.

Lu Zhanyuan didn't dare to be a beauty, but he had heard of the methods of this glamorous woman nicknamed Ghost Fox. smiled a little unnaturally: "Seniors, there are already high-quality wine and delicacies prepared inside, and please move to the house to enjoy." ”

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