Counting Fuyang, the Elder Gate dispatched six elders, plus General Huyan of the Golden Armor Guard, there were seven divine spirit masters.

The seven gods and spirits couldn't keep Ning Xiaochuan, and it would be a great shame to spread it.

Fuqing frowned, and looked up at the young Fuyang, but Fuyang had already disappeared, and this white-clothed demon came and went without a trace, and Fuqing didn't have to investigate it carefully.

Lu Tong shouted a little unwillingly, "Why are you still stunned, chase after it, that kid is holding the Donghuang Bell in his hand." ”

Being so little by Lu Tong, everyone suddenly realized, bursts of true qi flashed, and everyone rushed to the south with their own abilities.

The snowflakes were still falling, and from the border of the Aquarius Leg to the Red Ant Leg, Tiele Tu was tightly guarded, and an urgent military order came from above, telling them to strictly guard the border, not even a fly was allowed to fly over.

The snow in the Northern Barbarians was very heavy and urgent, and it went down from the Tianshan Mountains to the Aquarius Lege.

A white-robed monk came from the east and slowly walked towards the border.

The snow covered people's eyes, and the monk's coarse cloth coat was inconspicuous in the snow, and the snowflakes evaporated when they fell on his Buddha's body.

Tie Le Tu, who was guarding the border, saw that a monk had entered here, so he stopped him strictly, but the middle-aged monk holding the Buddha bead did not stop, and when the white-clothed monk passed through the border canyon, those Tie Le Tu had already been knocked unconscious.

Buddhism is good, don't kill, if not, I'm afraid that there will be more corpses in this vast snow.

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Fleeing all the way south from the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, Ning Xiaochuan ran for seven days and seven nights with the two seriously injured people, and behind him was the master of the Elder Sect, even if he wanted to rest, he couldn't do it, he ran for days, and when the three of them arrived at the border, it was already covered with white.

In the cave of withered trees on the border, relying on the thousand-year-old immortal mountain mushroom, the wound on the body is also good, but the wound on the waist that was stabbed by Chang Xianggu left a scar, I am afraid that it will not be able to be erased in this life.

Yuan Haibei's situation was better than Lu Yi's, but it was only a little, and the two of them sat up with difficulty.

Yuan Haibei looked at the strips of cloth that were wrapped around his chest, and said in a deep voice, "If you take Lu Yi alone, you may end up in Changying Lege, and with me, even the red ant Leg may not be able to go out." ”

Ning Xiaochuan moved a dead tree stump, sat in front of the two, and sighed, "Three years ago, in Luzhou, in order to protect me, a sloppy old man who likes to drink is gone, and three years later, in Tianshan, in order to save me, the two old men are gone again, and a woman is also hitched."

It's ridiculous to say, I, Ning Xiaochuan, once swore that I didn't want anyone to die for me in this life, but three years later, I still involved one after another people who should have a better life, Yuan Haibei, do you know why I came to the north to take you? ”

"You know that I am Your Majesty's confidant, and I am brought with you to reassure Your Majesty." Yuan Haibei smiled bitterly, the meaning of this is not difficult to guess.

Ning Xiaochuan smiled and shook his head, "I'm not afraid that you, as Your Majesty's spy, will report my itinerary to Yin Du, but I know in my heart that a proud son of heaven like you, who was born in the Imperial Military Mansion, will definitely look down on me as a well-known gentleman, so when you go to Beiban, it is impossible for you to betray me, because there is no such thing as loyalty." ”

Yuan Haibei didn't rush to talk, but looked at the white patch outside, and then said softly, "You want to say that there are people in the court who collude with the Northern Barbarians?" ”

Ning Xiaochuan responded in a deep voice and helped Lu Yi cover a cotton shirt, "Otherwise, how would the Elder Sect know my whereabouts?" The white-clothed demon called me Ning Xiaochuan's name as soon as they met? You say that I am arrogant along the way, then they only think that I am a Central Plains killer, but the Elder Sect knows my name, how can I not doubt it? ”

"Why don't you suspect your Ning family?" Yuan Haibei said with heavy eyebrows.

Ning Xiaochuan's face sank, and a trace of murderous aura flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up, "What do you say?" ”

Yuan Haibei was silent, "Back to Yindu, I'll help you check, which can be regarded as a thank you for saving your life." ”

"Forget it, if it was so simple to find out, I wouldn't say that, I'm not afraid of these jumping clowns jumping here, what I'm worried about now is how to go back, there are wolves in front and tigers in the back, it's still very troublesome to go back." Ning Xiaochuan said worriedly.

Lu Yi looked at the curved bow in his hand, and felt very uncomfortable, this should have been his own protection of Ning Xiaochuan, but it did turn out to be the other way around, but this also shows that he Lu Yi did not follow the wrong person.

The real anger exploded, the man in white quietly landed, the snow on the ground instantly scattered in all directions, and the frustrated sun stood in the snow, looking around, the surroundings were desolate, and they were at a loss.

In an instant, a golden light rushed out, seemingly invincible, but for the white-clothed demon, it was like tickling, and it was broken with just raising his hand.

In the snow, a young man stood solemnly in the snow, the snow fell all over his head, quite a bit of chivalry, and he rarely saw a tenacious young man like Ning Xiaochuan in Fuyang, who had traveled all over the north and south of the North Barbarian over the years.

Ning Xiaochuan looked at Fu Yang, this middle-aged man who looked like he was in his thirties and had a male body, with a lofty aura and deep Luo Yu's favor.

There was a burst of ill-intentioned conjecture in my heart, just this figure, such a look, if it was an ordinary man, I am afraid that he would have already made some faces of rich and noble people, this kind of yin and yang are difficult to distinguish, and it is also a unique taste for people who are male and female.

"You can't go." The white-clothed demon cherished words like gold, and just said four words, which made Ning Yan feel supreme pressure.

Ning Xiaochuan laughed loudly, "I can't leave, but I can't just die." ”

The white-clothed demon stood quietly in the snow, his eyes moved, the wind and snow drifted, and his qi fluctuated.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

An inopportune voice came into the ears of the white-clothed demon who was about to make a move, and for some reason, the seemingly ordinary sound of a monk's chanting made the white-clothed demon show a worried look.

The white-clothed demon retracted his true qi and stood quietly in the snow, while the rough-clothed monk who stood in the snow without getting wet in the snow strolled over.

Ning Xiaochuan took a deep breath, is it friend or foe?

Frustrated Yang looked at the middle-aged monk in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "There is a Buddhist temple in Jingzhou, called Faxiang, and there are countless monks in the temple. ”

Shen Guixin, the rough-clothed monk who was recognized, smiled, walked forward indifferently, and gave birth to a lotus under his feet, Ning Xiaochuan looked at this middle-aged monk who was born in Jingzhou Buddhism, and silently retreated to the side.

The middle-aged monk bowed slightly at the white-clothed devil, and said in a deep voice, "The wine and meat monk is not bad, I came here today to ask for convenience for you, let me take this young man away." ”

The white-clothed demon took a deep breath, and the murderous aura on his body was fully revealed, the reason why this frustrated yang was called the white-clothed demon was because of this murderous aura that made people feel chilling at every turn, even the fierce generals of the Northern Barbarian Army could not compare.

The devil didn't need to answer to explain the answer, Ning Xiaochuan looked at the monk beside him and asked, "Are you sent by my eldest brother or by my father?" ”

The rough-clothed monk looked at Ning Xiaochuan with a smile, "Is there a difference?" ”

At this moment, Fu Yang suddenly stretched out his hand, and walked behind Ning Xiaochuan in one step, raising his hand is a palm.

The rough monk's soft palm stopped behind Ning Xiaochuan, and the palm of his hand exerted force, and a just right force pushed Ning Xiaochuan forward.

Ning Xiaochuan took advantage of the momentum and rushed forward, the rough-clothed monk showed his true qi, raised his hand with a palm, and the two of them palmed each other, and all the snow on the ground was scattered, like pear blossoms flying all over the sky in spring.

The two gods competed to make a move, it was difficult to distinguish the victory or defeat, the rough-clothed monk took a step back, and the white phantom behind him seemed to be weak, but he felt like ten thousand catties.

The snow flew under the feet of Fuyang, the palm of his hand pointed forward, and a white horse in mid-air fell to the ground, Shen Guixin shook his move, and came out sideways, and the true qi on the palm of his hand was ups and downs, and he broke the enemy with one blow.

Ning Xiaochuan stood in the snow and looked at the demon, "You have to kill me?" ”

"Exchange the Eastern Emperor Bell for your life." The white-clothed demon said fixedly.

"Other than that?"

"Nope."

Fu Yang said expressionlessly, without any room for maneuver in his tone.

Ning Xiaochuan spread his hands helplessly, and the rough-clothed monk laughed loudly, "This kid is a little interesting, bargaining with the white-clothed devil." ”

Ning Xiaochuan puffed lightly and shrugged helplessly, "I'm still thinking about spending money to buy it." ”

"Boom."

With a loud bang, the rough-clothed monk took a step forward and came to Ning Xiaochuan, blocking the blow of the white-clothed demon as fast as thunder and lightning.

The heavy snow gradually stopped.

The wasteland after the snow was a little colder, and it also allowed Ning Xiaochuan to see the true appearance of the two spirit masters in front of him.

Fuyang took a deep breath, the real qi in his hand was unabated, the air was full of dark clouds, it seemed that it was about to lead the vision of heaven and earth, and under the huge white light and shadow, it was like an immortal in the air.

It's really an ancient poem, the immortal strokes my top, and the hair is immortal.

It's just that it doesn't matter if it's knotted or not, people! can't stand immortality.

The breath echoed, the rough-clothed monk stretched his waist, and directly threw out the Buddha beads in his hand, nineteen Buddha beads made of high-grade thousand-year-old birch wood exuded bursts of golden light, just this golden light, it made Ning Xiaochuan feel like a spring breeze, is this the Buddha Gate?

Fu Yang's eyes were hot, and a palm burst out.

Crashing on the orb, the orb made a loud noise, almost causing an avalanche.

The Buddhist monk stomped on the ground, stretched out his hand to catch the Buddha beads, the golden light rippled behind him, and the whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of gold dust.

Buddhism King Kong practice to the fullest, invulnerable, water and fire do not invade, the body can be comparable to a half-step spirit master, if you add the Buddhism mind method, the general spirit master is difficult to shake the half-step spirit of the monk.

Now Shen Guixin, who is in the Divine Spirit Realm, has made a move, adding Buddhism and Vajra from Zen Taoism, facing the white-clothed demon, even if he is defeated, he will not necessarily be defeated.

At the same time, they were surprised by the terrible diamond technique of the Central Plains Buddhism, and at the same time, they also felt that the Central Plains martial arts were prosperous, and it was okay to have a hyacinth, and there was such a monk, so that it strengthened Fuyang's determination to take back the Eastern Emperor Bell.

This battle was already dusk when it was over, and the snow at dusk was quite wonderful.

As for the result, it was a rough-clothed monk walking indifferently towards the south with three injured young men, humming Amitabha Buddha in his mouth.