The atmosphere in the courtyard of the apse was slightly silent.

Except for the Tantra with the eyes closed and chanting without pause.

After Ouyang Rong swaggered in, Li Li, Daochang Xi, and the Murong brothers all observed the surroundings attentively.

Especially the Murong brothers on the roof, after confirming that he was really the only one with his bare hands, came alone, and nodded quietly at Li Li and Dao Chang Xi.

"Whew-ha."

The frivolous Taoist priest suddenly laughed, as if he had encountered something very funny, and pointed to the young man in a Confucian shirt wearing a bronze beast face in front of him and asked happily:

"Hahaha wait, wait, first ask, Zhao Ru was slaughtered by you?"

"Yes."

"You're a sword-wielder?"

"Uh-huh."

"A few products."

Ouyang Rong said truthfully: "Eight." Just arrived. ”

"Coming alone? What about Ding Jian? ”

"I didn't bring ...... In fact, it is psychic, quite individual, a little unable to control it, and played by itself. ”

"Haha, the sword bearer can't control the sword, hahahaha, laugh to death, Dao Ye, I'm ...... The disobedient sword-bearer haha, let Dao Ye and I slow down for a while hahahaha......"

From the time Ouyang Rong came in to the time he had just interrogated with Daoist Xi, Li Li had been staring at his bronze masked face almost the whole time.

At this time, hearing Daoist Xi's laughter, Li Li also sneered.

The Xianbei brothers of the Murong clan, who were on guard on the roof, looked at each other and grinned, but they smiled and showed their white teeth, a little cold.

Next to the coffin, Miyintoutuo paused slightly, opened his eyes and looked at the young man in the royal blue Confucian shirt wearing a mask, shook his head slightly, and continued to chant the scriptures.

"Hey, are you kid funny, running to ask stupid questions, and asking Dao Ye to die? Haha, happy to kill Dao Ye......"

Led by the laughter of Chief Xi Dao, there was a cheerful atmosphere in the courtyard.

The young man in the blue shirt didn't answer, raised his hand to support the chin of the bronze mask, and couldn't see the expression under the mask clearly.

It's just that in the midst of ridicule and teasing, the figure seems a little lonely for a while.

However, after seeing him make this very familiar chin holding action, the Persian merchant's blue eyes the size of mung beans suddenly widened a little viciously, and he asked sharply:

"What's wrong with the sixth son? Also, are you Ouyang Lianghan?! ”

This question is so stupid, Ouyang Rong didn't answer, and shook his head a little helplessly:

"Done asking? That's down there. ”

Without waiting for Li Li and the others to interrupt with laughter, he asked everyone very seriously:

"I have a friend who once knew a girl in the underground palace of this temple, and thought she was a kind passerby, but later I found out that there was a lot of connection, and there may even be a great favor to him, and he did not want to reciprocate, and even if he did not find out, he would always be in the dark.

He said that in addition to the misunderstanding of his family when he was a child, he actually didn't feel much guilty, after all, the two didn't know each other before, and this kind of strangeness was more of a pressure, maybe this is also the reason why the little girl saved people and hid it from him, and did everything possible to think about his feelings.

He understands everything, and he knows that it's best to pretend to be stupid, he has something to do, and the little girl seems to have something to do, two parallel lines, why bother to interfere, but he is open-minded, but his heart is a little empty, and he often talks to me to review this strange fate, I don't know him yet.

I asked him if he was interested in seeing the color, and he immediately shook his head, saying that there is no unrealistic greed and extravagance for other girls, in fact, I still believe in this, my friend is indeed a decent gentleman.

I persuaded him that since we met in the ancient temple, we had a relationship with the Buddha, so we should listen to the advice of the Buddha and his old man.

"All things are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such; All laws are born because of fate, and all laws are extinguished because of fate;

"There is no such thing as eternity, and so is his relationship with the girl, this strange nature is empty, and if the nature is not empty, there can be no ...... Since the nature is empty, and it still passes by, that is, there is no fate at the moment, there is no need to look at the face, there is a fate to meet each other, and there is no fate, so why bother with it.

He nodded and said that it was logically acceptable, but he actually did not listen to persuasion, and looked at the more and more cherished this fate, going against the current, I couldn't figure it out, do you know why? Should my friend still be persuaded? ”

Ouyang Rong's tone was sincere:

"When it's over, who will come first?"

"What a mess, we're here for fun, you!"

On the roof, under the cold moonlight, Murong Qi, the elder brother of the Xianbei man, finally couldn't help it and walked out with a scolding.

Ouyang Rong glanced at him.

"When death is dying, I still ask you what to ask." Murong Qi's expression was tyrannical, and he was dissatisfied with a certain Taoist priest: "The surname Xi, you said that you want a head, if you don't do it, I will take off his head, don't say that I won't give you face." ”

Daoist Xi nodded with a cheerful expression and smiled lightly, but Yu Guang glanced at the figure of Ouyang Rong, who was light, and frowned slightly in his heart, as if he was curious about where this person's confidence came from.

Just as he was about to speak, the next moment, in the field of vision of him and everyone, a humble man standing on the roof, a head slipped from his neck, smashed the broken tiles at his feet, and rolled down.

Murong Qi's headless corpse fell, and the expression of tyranny and dissatisfaction that had been tyrannical and dissatisfied a second ago was frozen on this rolling head, and there was still an incredible look in his eyes. The head fell into the open space of the court, and by inertia, the bones rolled to the feet of Li Li and Daoist Xi in front of the coffin.

Ouyang Rong's face was as usual: "Waste of time, please die first, next." ”

Look away.

There was silence.

No one saw the shadow of the sword.

But obviously, this is the legendary Han Shi's sword supernatural power...... Return.

But the question is, when did the young man in the royal blue Confucian shirt finish laying the sword, and where did the sword come from?

In the next moment, the silent courtyard suddenly fell into chaos, everyone was alarmed, and Li Li took the lead in hiding behind Miyin Toutuo and Xi Daochang.

"What are you waiting for!" On the roof, Murong An, who had lost his brother, burst into red eyes, and the roof tiles under his feet were blown into powder, exploded, and rushed towards Ouyang Rong like a meteor.

And the nearest Daoist Xi and the Secret Seal Toutuo reacted faster than Murong An, and without hesitation, they almost shot together, and as soon as they made a move, they did their best.

Because if the sword bearer finishes deploying the sword, then there are almost only two results left on the field.

Either they will be killed by the necks and beheaded one by one.

Either fight and get close to the sword-bearer, and strive to tear apart this brittle sword-bearer before everyone dies, so that the sword with unparalleled killing power will be ownerless.

Otherwise, the mortal body will collide with a mythical flying sword? It's just looking for death.

At this moment, everyone had a surprising tacit understanding and raced against time to shoot.

I saw that a golden phantom of the Buddha suddenly appeared around the Miyin Toutuo, and the palm of the flower took a selfie towards Ouyang Rong's head.

Daoist Xi, who was still frivolous and dissolute a second ago, changed his momentum abruptly, his eyes turned blood red, his expression was calm and majestic, faintly with divinity, and at the same time, the aura on his body skyrocketed, the peak of the seventh grade, the beginning of the sixth grade, the intermediate rank of the sixth grade, the perfection of the sixth grade, and the fifth grade......

This scene all happened in the extraordinarily cold moonlight tonight.

Ouyang Rong's expression was calm, and he let the aura of Xi Daochang, who had invited an unknown existence to descend, soar to the fifth grade, and he raised his hand and pointed towards the Secret Seal Toutuo.

A flying sword fell from the sky.

The voice of Hong Zhong Da Lu resounded throughout the audience, the golden body of the Buddha was shattered by a sword, the blood of the secret seal head spurted out, and the back hit the coffin, and the original dry expression was shocked.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and bowed his head to Xi Dao Chang, whose breath had just arrived at the fifth grade: "It's worth a sword." ”

"You dare."

Xi Dao, who had a majestic expression, had not finished speaking, and in the next second, in the faint blue moonlight, an arc crossed his abdomen.

"Chief Xi Dao" grabbed the "arc" with a big hand.

The "arc" twists.

The blood-red true qi sandwiched between the purple silk threads surged wildly towards his fleshy palm.

The five-grade true qi is being consumed at a flying speed, but the Ding Sword that is being restrained in his palm is angry at the bullfight, and the sword qi seems to be endless.

"Dao Chief Xi" frowned on his majestic face, and the original aura was exhausted.

The craftsman shattered the palms of his hands.

"Chief Xi Dao" flew out backwards.

The right palm and wrist were shattered together, and at the same time, the abdomen was dripping with blood, and the dantian was pierced.

Seriously injured, "Dao Chang Xi" kept his expression majestic and calm, but a pair of dark red eyes glanced at Ouyang Rong unexpectedly, and then the blood red in his eyes quickly faded, and the majesty on his face disappeared, returning to his original body.

The frivolous Taoist lived up to his previous arrogance and frivolity, rolling on the ground, wailing and rolling.

Not far away, Murong An saw this scene, braked halfway, turned around and was about to escape, but his legs were cut off by an arc and fell to the ground, also hugging his knees and wailing.

Li Li was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and wet his pants.

Ouyang Rong spoke to everyone, his tone helpless and sincere: "I didn't lie to you, it really didn't listen to me, and it was dangling in the sky above your heads. ”

Everyone was terrified, overhead.

A sword came and went without a trace.

In the sky above Dagu Mountain, there are cyclones occurring.

The incense that has been accumulated for nearly a hundred years is gathering wildly, and the things that have been coveted by Qiu Shenji and Wei Shaoxuan are being swallowed by craftsmen.

A monk, a monk, and a martial artist were all seriously injured and fell to the ground.

There was only one young Confucian student left on the field, calm and standing on his side.

From the bronze mask on his face, a slightly muffled voice came out: "Who is it now?" ”

The crowd was silent.

Ouyang Rong pointed at Murong An: "Then you come first." ”

"I ...... I ......" The latter opened his mouth and stammered, where did he understand what dependent arising emptiness, kowtowed and said a lot of words begging for mercy.

The next second, his head fell to the ground.

"The answer is not what you asked. Next. ”

Ouyang Rong turned his head to look at Daoist Xi, his face was bleeding, and he replied in a low voice: "Because...... Because the vacuum gives birth to the wonderful, the wonderful is the vacuum, the persuasion, the persuasion ......"

Ouyang Rong said calmly: "I answered wrong. ”

Daoist Xi changed his face and scolded angrily: "You...... You dare to kill me, you know who I am! My dad ......"

In the next second, the head of the Taoist priest who didn't know who his father was also fell to the ground, and he didn't blink his eyes until he died.

"The pit daddy has retired from the environment. Answer incorrectly, next. ”

Ouyang Rong turned his head and looked at the Persian merchant.

Li Li begged at first, and even forgot the topic just now, and asked Ouyang Rong, Ouyang Rong thoughtfully repeated it, Li Li kept wiping his sweat, his eyes rolled, and he tried to speak, swallowing slowly.

Ouyang Rong only listened to two sentences, and suddenly asked:

"Who are you waiting for?"

A vertical line of blood appeared on the wide-eyed Persian merchant, his body split in two from the middle.

"Next."

Ouyang Rong set his gaze on the last Secret Seal Head.

The latter lowered his head and recited the Buddhist scriptures quickly, as if he was in too much of a hurry, and Ouyang Rong heard that he had read a few words wrong.

But he did not urge, and waited quietly for an answer.

The Secret Seal Touta suddenly raised his head:

"It is indeed true that dependent arising voidness is true, impermanence is unchangeable things, and the impermanence of all actions is the law of birth and death, and the nature of emptiness.

"But the donor can't fold the void because of the emptiness, the donor is wrong, everything, including the relationship between your friend and the girl, as entities, they don't exist, you have to empty them, but everything is the dependent origination, and the donor admits that the dependent origin is real, and does not deny the reality of dependent origin because of sexual emptiness.

"If we talk about the world, it is not the world, but the world. The world is the origin of some people, and the origin itself has to be confirmed as real.

"The donor doesn't need to persuade him, cherish the origin, it's right."

Between a monk and a Confucian student, the atmosphere is silent.

Ouyang Rong looked at him, Shaoqing, and nodded lightly:

"That's right...... Halfway. ”

Miyintoutuo was relieved when he heard the previous sentence, but when he heard the whole sentence, he was stunned.

In the next second, his dantian was accurately and easily destroyed by the craftsman.

The old monk vomited blood, bowed his head and covered his abdomen, closed his eyes bitterly and waited for death.

In front of a successful sword-wielding person, what can you do if you don't wait for death.

What's more, he didn't even understand when the young man in front of him finished laying his sword.

This is the fear of the unknown that scares everyone.

But the old man Tuo waited for a long time, but he didn't see Ouyang Rong do it again, only a soft voice came:

"Keep a pair of eyes."

"Amitabha." The Buddha of the Secret Seal Buddha sang, and without hesitation, he gouged out a pair of bloody eyes, put them on the coffin board, and he staggered around, and left with black eyes.

Ouyang Rong did not break his promise and let Miyin Toutuo leave.

Wait for the latter to take a few steps.

"Wait."

Ouyang Rong suddenly shouted.

Miyintoutuo's expression was sad, and he bowed his head and sighed, ready to die.

But in an instant, a small purse smashed at his feet.

"Take it." Ouyang Rong said.

The old man who was blind without cultivation was stunned, bent down to pick up his purse, and whispered:

"Lao Qu returned to the Miyin Temple, reworked as a janitor, and practiced closed-mouth meditation for the rest of his life."

Ouyang Rong was silent.

Before leaving with the coil, Miyintoutuo couldn't help but look back: "What is the correct answer?" Why do you ...... Why did your friend insist on going his own way? ”

Ouyang Rong was silent.

"He will."

Tonight, faintly dyed in the faint blue moonlight, the young man in the bronze mask nodded:

"He said he was willing, the answer was very simple, there was not much truth, and it was useless for the Buddha to come."

Mi Yin Toutuo froze, and after a while, his eyes were empty and bloody, and he laughed and left, and he kept his mouth shut for the rest of his life, and shut up forever.

After the monk leaves.

Ouyang Rong looked around at the courtyard.

Using the natal supernatural power of "dependent arising emptiness", and the blessing of incense, the craftsmanship destroys the withering and decaying.

It was deploying the sword in the sky, and the clear blue sword qi accompanied the moonlight and fell on the entire Dagu Mountain.

Tonight, the entire Dagu Mountain is its hunting ground.

But it's a pity that I can only pretend to be forced here, and I can't take it away.

Because the incense qi swallowed by the craftsman cannot be directly transformed into Ouyang Rong's cultivation, compared to the capacity of the Mythical Ding Sword, Ouyang Rong's dantian capacity cannot be separated from Dagu Mountain.

As for letting the craftsman become the medium between him and the vast incense and fire of Dagu Mountain, and helping Ouyang Rong break through the realm, it is impossible to talk about it.

Because the incense qi is a foreign object after all, and the aura and miscellaneous qi are mixed, Ouyang Rong is not a devouring physique, and the stagnation of the eight-grade cultivation is also placed there, and it cannot be quickly refined, absorbing too much, and the people's hearts are not enough to swallow the elephant, but it is easy to eat the dantian meridians, and the gains outweigh the losses.

However, although it can't be turned into spiritual energy cultivation, it can make the Ding Sword absorb a large amount of incense and fire, so that they can become dry firewood, urge the Ding Sword, and ignite the "flame" that destroys the world and destroys the world!

A gust of night wind blew and dispelled the smell of blood all over the courtyard.

Ouyang Rong turned around and was about to leave, but before leaving, he seemed to remember something, walked silently, and searched the bodies of Daoist Xi and the others......

(End of chapter)