A firework illuminates the dimly lit subterranean field.

A cloud of smoke and dust cut through the surface of the field and quickly stretched towards the giant peak in front of it.

At the forefront of the smoke and dust was Jun Mo, who swept by the wind with the vitality of heaven and earth, and the iron sword broke through the wind silently in front of him, just like a real sword, moving forward at an unimaginable speed.

The fireworks were a warning sign, and the sound of alarm bells in the giant peak was loud, and countless monks rushed out of the temple to the mountain road, ready to lay down a great array of Buddhism and suppress the invading enemy.

Jun Mo, who turned into a sword, was too fast, even faintly faster than the light that the fireworks shot at the giant peak, and before the Great Formation of the Buddha Gate was completed, he had already come to the foot of the mountain.

Autumn Mountain was silent, the green bamboos on both sides of the mountain road suddenly shook, and the monks saw Jun Mo come to the field and saw the iron sword in his hand.

The monks of the Hanging Temple made a move, Jun Mo naturally took out the sword, he came too fast, and the Buddha array on the mountain road between the peaks was not completed, so he forcibly rushed over unreasonably!

It was only at this time that the autumn wind suddenly rose, whistling back and forth between the bamboo forest and the mountain road, and dozens of blood stains appeared on the cyan bamboo, which looked like red tear stains.

Regardless of whether the blood stained with green bamboo is a monk or Jun Mo's, in short, he has entered the depths of the giant peak, and is sweeping on his own path, his way of being a gentleman.

Jun Mo's way of being a gentleman will inevitably reason with the enemy first, if you don't listen, and then run over, in the field under the mountain, he has already talked a lot of truth with the Hanging Temple, since the Hanging Temple does not listen, then he will naturally not continue to talk pedantic, directly crush it.

Qi Nian and the three elders of the Discipline Academy, at this time, they were struggling to return in the wilderness, and the strong people in the temples in the peaks did not have time to react, and Jun Mo crushed all the way.

He had an iron sword in his hand. Killed directly on the cliff, covered in blood.

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The edges of the sinkholes are all steep cliffs, which cut deep holes in the wasteland, and then stretch forward, and finally meet in the distance, which is extremely shocking to watch.

The autumn wind in the wasteland has not risen, and the lonely Bodhi tree not far away is still full of green leaves. There was no movement, but in the direction of the cliff, there was a cloud of smoke.

The so-called smoke and dust are actually just the space of the cliff wall, and there are countless dust and gravel moving at an unimaginable high speed. It looks like countless extremely thin threads.

As long as the cliff is, this smoke and dust will be as long as it is, thousands of miles, without a beginning and no end in sight, surrounding the world below the cliff, like a miracle. I don't know why it appeared.

In the smoke and dust, thousands of figures could be faintly seen, but in fact, they could not be seen. It is because the figures move so fast that they even exceed the ability of the naked eye to see, and those figures can overlap in countless positions every moment, which produces this illusion.

Thousands of figures. Actually, it's just two people.

Two people who keep chasing.

Suddenly, a melodious bell rang out from among the giant peaks in the distance.

Thousands of miles of smoke and dust on the edge of the cliff suddenly stopped. Then it slowly descends and returns to the wilderness.

Where the smoke fell, two people appeared.

The scholar in a cotton jacket, with a cloth belt around his waist and an inconspicuous wooden stick inside, with a gentle expression and a dusty but extremely clean body, was none other than the senior brother of the academy.

The middle-aged scribe opposite, with a flask tied around his waist, was a drunkard.

Hundreds of thin white threads, seeping out of the padded jacket on the senior brother's body, dragged hundreds of zhang away, gently fluttering in the autumn breeze, very elegant, but inevitably looking a little strange.

The chase of the Boundless Realm is too fast.

The elder brother's padded jacket was not ordinary, and it did not break in such a high-speed movement, but the cotton in the interlayer of the padded jacket was squeezed out of the pores of the cotton cloth and became the thinnest cotton thread.

Hundreds of cotton threads are scattered behind him, and the picture is indeed a bit indescribable, especially as the wind gradually changes, some cotton threads fall on his face, which looks even more funny, or cute.

The drunkard took off the flask and drank it endlessly, after such a long and unparalleled chase, he was still relaxed, but the hand holding the flask trembled slightly.

The elder brother watched him drink and did not speak.

When the desire for alcohol gradually grew and the addiction to alcohol was relieved a little, the drunkard put down the wine jug, looked at him and said with a complicated feeling: "Li slowly, you have become faster, but you are still not as fast as me." ”

The senior brother smiled mildly and said, "The seniors didn't catch up with me. ”

The drunkard was silent for a moment, then asked, "Why?"

There are many whys in the world, at least more than 100,000, and what he wants to ask at this time is naturally why the academy is against the Buddhist sect, you must know that this means standing on the side of Haotian.

"Actually, I ask myself this question sometimes. ”

The senior brother thought for a while, and then said: "I later figured it out, the little junior brother and Haotian were trapped on the chessboard, and they had that kind of relationship, so if we want the little junior brother to come out, we must save Haotian from it, we don't want to be enemies with Buddhism, nor do we want to be friends with Haotian, we just want to save people." ”

For the academy, saving people is always the most important thing, whether it is saving mankind or saving teachers and disciples, in short, it is necessary to do it, and the pros and cons can only be considered for the time being.

Once you start to think about the pros and cons, then the academy is not a academy.

The drunkard frowned slightly and asked, "What exactly does the academy want to do?"

Senior Brother smiled and said, "The teacher has the teacher's ideas, the disciples also have the disciples' plans, and the things that the academy wants to do, or in your opinion, are somewhat nonsense, but they should be interesting." ”

The drunkard said: "The Buddha also has his plan, he has waited for countless years, and finally waited until Haotian was weakened by your academy, and when she and ordinary people who can die become known fate, for the human beings that your academy keeps saying to represent, this is probably the only and last hope, how can you bear to destroy it?"

Senior Brother shook his head and said, "The academy has never wanted to represent human beings, we just do what we think is beneficial to human beings, and we do it ourselves. ”

The drunkard said, "Then why did you stop the Buddha Sect from killing Haotian?"

The senior brother said: "First of all, it is the same reason that I told my predecessors before, we have to save people, and secondly, there is also Haotian in the Kingdom of God, so Sangsang cannot be killed." ”

Sangsang is Haotian. Haotian is Sangsang, but Sangsang is in the world, Haotian is in the kingdom of God, if these two exists cannot be erased at the same time, then Haotian will never be killed.

The senior brother said: "In this case, if the Buddha Sect kills Sangsang, not only will it not kill Haotian, but it will make her break up into rules and return to the Kingdom of God." Haotian will become even stronger. ”

This passage sounds a little difficult to understand, but for people like the drunkard and the senior brother, it is very easy to understand, so the academy has not actually figured out why the drunkard did this.

The drunkard was silent.

Big brother understood. He sighed and said, "This is what the Lord thinks?"

The drunkard looked up at the gray sky and said, "Not bad." ”

By taking advantage of the Buddha's calamity, or letting Sangsang die, or letting Sangsang wake up, no matter which ending, she can return to the Haotian Divine Kingdom, this is the idea of the Lord.

"Contemplating the ......"

Big Brother discovered. For a person like Guan Zhu, it is not appropriate to describe it in any way, and said: "It seems that the chessboard is really possible to kill her." ”

The drunkard said, "She will surely die." ”

This is the judgment of the Lord. Although he is now a waste, whether it is an alcoholic or a senior brother, it is clear that his judgment must be accurate.

The elder brother quietly looked at the mountain peaks in the distance. Then, reach out and pull out the stick from your waist.

He didn't know how to fight before. So he never carried a weapon, and later, in front of the green ridge, he was forced to learn to fight, so he broke the water scoop that never left him.

In the pursuit of the viewer that year, he picked up a wooden stick on the beach of a small island in the South China Sea, and from that day on, this wooden stick became his weapon.

This stick was left by the Master in the world.

The elder brother drew the stick, which meant that he was preparing to fight, or rather, he was preparing to fight hard.

The master said that Sangsang would definitely die in the Buddha's chessboard, so Ning Que, who was connected to her life, would naturally also die, so as Ning Que's senior brother, he would naturally have to work hard.

The cultivation world knows that the people in the academy are very good at working hard, fighting hard, and everyone is afraid, not to mention the famous Ke madman of the previous generation, and the same is true of this generation.

Jun Mo fought hard, before the army was in trouble, the Yellow River flowed backwards, and the curtain fought hard, daring to go straight to the sky, daring to cut off the rainbow, and if you want to say that the real horror is still Mr. Academy.

The elder brother has a very gentle temperament and rarely gets angry, let alone desperately, but the more gentle a person is, once he really fights hard, he will really be afraid.

When the realm of the Lord was in its heyday, he could be called the strongest in the world, but even he had no good way to face the desperate senior brother, and the drunkard at this time was naturally unwilling to stop him head-on.

The drunkard turned sideways, not facing the stick.

Senior Brother pointed at Jufeng and said, "Senior isn't worried that I'm leaving like this?"

The drunkard said calmly and confidently: "You are not as fast as me, I can catch up with you." ”

The senior brother said: "The seniors have been chasing me for three months, and they have not caught up. ”

The drunkard smiled and said, "As long as you don't enter the Hanging Temple, why should I catch up with you?"

Senior Brother also smiled and said, "Didn't the seniors find out that we have always been opposite each other? That's because I've been going backwards, if I turn around, can you still catch up with me?"

The drunkard's face changed suddenly.

On the field by the cliff, suddenly the autumn wind howled, a thunderous sound exploded, and a wave of air sprayed away in all directions, forming a huge hollow.

Hundreds of white cotton threads drifted slowly in the wind.

The elder brother disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, his figure appeared on the cliff and under the pear tree.

Almost at the same time, Jun Mo also came to the cliff flat, covered in blood.

Jun Mo looked at the senior brother under the tree and nodded.

I haven't seen each other for a long time, and this reunion did not reminisce about the past, but looked at a certain place at the same time.

On the ruined temple in the cliff flat, there is a white tower.

In front of the White Pagoda, an old monk sits cross-legged.

In front of the old monk, there was a chessboard.

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(Yesterday I said three chapters today, but I really can't do it, it's just one chapter, if tomorrow's mental state can be better, try to make up for it, sorry.) ）