After flying about half a stick of incense, Bai Hao had already appeared in a deserted countryside thousands of miles away from the town, surrounded by graves that had long been worshipped by descendants.

Bai Hao didn't dare to take it lightly, and paid attention to the movements around.

Above the sea of clouds, a majestic voice suddenly sounded.

"It's almost time for a small fight, Bai Hao, dare to take this punch from Lao Tzu!"

A golden fist broke through the sea of clouds, descended from the sky, and smashed straight into Bai Hao's head, the fist was thunderous, I am afraid that if it fell on Bai Hao's body, he would be killed on the spot.

A sigh rang out.

Then the heaven and earth suddenly stopped, everything stopped, even the invisible wind stagnated, and the golden fist that smashed towards Bai Hao was fixed a few feet above Bai Hao's head, and Bai Hao's figure was also fixed in mid-air.

At this moment, a middle-aged Confucian appeared out of thin air, it was Lu Ran.

Then Lu Ran waved his sleeves slightly, and a gust of wind blew, and the golden palm dissipated between heaven and earth with the wind, without a trace.

In the other direction, a monk who looked exactly like Lu Ran stepped into the air, wearing a red brocade robe, his whole body was shrouded in brilliant golden light, and a golden Buddha statue with a white body and a solemn treasure appeared behind him.

King Kong looked angry, and the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows.

The monk folded his hands and made a Buddhist salute.

"Amitabha."

This monk is one of the three clears of Lu Ran's gasification, the Dharma name is "not empty", and he once traveled alone to the Pure Land of the West, turning Buddhist scriptures and reciting the Dharma, and finally entered the Fourteen Realms with the Dharma.

Lu Ran bowed, "It's troublesome." ”

Today's town is like a piece of porcelain with cracks on all sides, as a saint of the town, if he makes a move at this moment, he is afraid that it will exacerbate the disaster of the town, so he also recalled his traveling clone.

At the same time as Lu Ran bent down, time between heaven and earth began to flow again, and everything returned to this. But the big golden palm of the man in black disappeared.

The monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "If you are a teacher of me, you know that I am not me." Amitabha, good, good. ”

After speaking, the monk stepped out, and the figure had already come to the sea of clouds in the sky.

The man in black was originally sitting on top of the sea of clouds and looking at Bai Hao below, like a god overlooking the ants in the world, he enjoyed this expression on the face of the dying man very much, which made him seem to return to the feeling that they ruled the world thousands of years ago. But who would have thought that just as the fist was about to fall, something happened to him, and he suddenly seemed to be frozen, only the mind could be mobilized, and everything else could not be moved.

After recovering at this moment, he also saw the non-empty monk, and the man in black asked, "Where did you come from?" Dare to come and die? ”

The monk clasped his hands together, and said with a look of sadness or joy: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground." ”

The black-clothed man smiled and said, "Old bald donkey, do you know who Lao Tzu is?" ”

The monk said with a flat face: "The dew meets, and there is no root duckweed." The poor monk does not need to know the name of the benefactor. ”

"Hahaha, okay, I like you to be slapped to death by a bald donkey like you, and I don't remember how many monks like you have been killed back then."

As he spoke, the man in black raised his palm and shot out a spiritual light, so fast that there was still an afterimage of him in place, dragging a pillar of silver light as slender as a long rope in the air.

The man in black seemed to be laughing at the monk before, but in fact, he was secretly preparing his strength to surprise him. The reason why he did this is because the man in black can't see through the cultivation of the void, you must know that as a quasi-fourteen realm monk, there are not many monks in the world who can make him unable to see through the cultivation, and now a monk who may be the fourteenth realm has appeared out of thin air, so don't look at the man in black at this moment is quite arrogant, in fact, he is extremely vigilant.

The aura came instantly, rushing straight towards the center of the eyebrows of the non-empty monk, only a few feet away from the non-empty monk, as if the non-empty monk would be torn apart by this spiritual light in the next moment.

The non-empty monk was still calm and calm, slowly stretched out a palm, the palm of the golden flow, and then the whole body was golden, like the innocent golden body of the Buddhist Arhat, a layer of pale golden barrier will be the non-empty monk shrouded in it, the spiritual light hit the golden barrier only a slight ripple, such as water ripples, set off a faint ripple, did not cause a little harm to the non-empty monk.

"Amitabha, why is the donor so obsessed, the sea of suffering is boundless."

The man in black looked solemn, and secretly said in his heart: I am afraid that this bald donkey's cultivation is not below him, and it is very likely that he is above himself, so it seems that he has to use all his strength.

The man in black sneered, "It is worthy of being a monk who belongs to the old king, don't talk nonsense, do you dare to eat this palm!" ”

Before the words fell, the man in black suddenly agitated under his black robe, and a huge whirlpool of lightning and thunder appeared directly above the man in black, and in the whirlpool, a big palm with thunder and lightning crumbs pushed away the sea of clouds and poked out of the whirlpool, and the clouds drifted like cotton wool.

"Amitabha."

The Bukong mage did not panic, silently recited the scriptures and precepts, and a golden river appeared under his feet and stretched out, and on the long river, dense golden scriptures emerged, and the monk of Bukong slowly advanced along the golden river, and the fist of the man in black exploded when it touched the golden river, turning into wisps of silver, but the momentum of the fist of the man in black did not decrease at all.

The monk clasped his hands together, his left palm slowly sank, and between the palms, the golden scriptures slowly condensed into a complex and interlaced bright golden light, and then the light suddenly enlarged, forming a "pure" character in the air.

The golden light is brilliant and shining.

This word "pure" is one of the natal characters that are not empty.

As one of Lu Ran's Three Qings, Bukong inherited one of Lu Ran's natal words, and at the same time refined the second natal word.

The word "net" was suddenly magnified several times, the treasure light flowed, the Dao overflowed, and collided with the fist palm, and then exploded, and a trace of darkness flashed between heaven and earth, and then there was a huge ripple of fluctuation, stirring.

The fist palm was directly smashed by the word "net" in the collision, but the big character was not affected at all, and the speed became faster and faster.

In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared a few feet in front of the man in black, and it was too late for the man in black to dodge at the moment, but he was afraid that he would disappear in front of the big golden characters in the next moment.

At this moment, there was a sudden change between heaven and earth, a white rainbow broke through the sky, like fire in the stone, the white horse passed through the gap, the sword light came in an instant, and in an instant, the heaven and earth were filled with chaotic sword energy, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and the aura was running around.

The big golden characters exploded violently, turning into bursts of golden light and dissipating between heaven and earth.

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In a fly house in the town.

Li Qi asked for a plate of sauce meat and a plate of salted peanuts as a side dish to accompany the wine, and while drinking warm wine, he leisurely picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth.

Suddenly, Li Qi stopped what he was doing, and his expression became solemn and solemn. The green bamboo sword on the table trembled violently, as if it was about to break free from its scabbard and come out of its sheath. He left a piece of silver and walked out the door, looking up at the sky.

At this moment, the aura between heaven and earth is like a deflated ball, flowing and fleeing wantonly, chaotic like cotton wool, the aura of heaven and earth on one side is most important is orderly, so at such a moment of chaos and boundlessness, there must be a monk far beyond the current rules of heaven and earth to make the aura between heaven and earth run wildly.

"Could it be those old men coming?" Li Qi rubbed his chin and said to himself, "It's unlikely, aren't those guys easy to move around?" ”

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Under the elm tree in the town, a Taoist named Jiang Sheng was lazily lying on the stump of the tree at the moment, squinting in the sun.

"Huh?"

Jiang Shengdaoren opened his eyes and pinched his fingers to deduce, and let out an oops.

"Immortals fight, mortals suffer."

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A red figure suddenly appeared beside the man in black.

The person who came was a tall man with good looks, but there was a killing aura between his eyebrows, wearing an extremely dazzling bright red robe, scarlet as blood, and the flying sword that broke through the attack of the monk suddenly hovered in front of the tall man, with sharp edges and cold light.

When the man in black saw the man, he was shocked and said, "Big brother, why are you here?" ”

The tall man glanced at the man in black, "If I hadn't arrived in time, would you have a chance to get out?" ”

When the man in black heard this, he was immediately unhappy, and pouted: "I'm underestimating the enemy, isn't it just a monk, if I give me another chance, I will kill him." ”

The tall man was silent, turned his gaze to look at the non-empty monk, and slowly spoke: "Let the Lord come, you are not qualified to let me use the sword." ”

The monk said lightly: "The donor is the rumored Lizhu? ”

It is rumored that there was a monk in the demon clan with a strong sword spirit, and the sword intent is extremely quintessential, more like a sword cultivator than a human monk, many years ago he stepped into the realm of the Tao with a sword, and the name of this sword practice in the world is "Lizhu", and it is rumored that this Lizhu had traveled alone in the Western Buddha country with a sword, in order to rescue the "white head" who was suppressed by the Buddha Patriarch at that time, there are different opinions about that battle, but most of them agree that one theory is that the Buddha Patriarch deliberately let go of the "white head", Because at that time, Lizhu was only worthy of the realm of Hedao, and the Buddha Patriarch, as one of the patriarchs of the three sects, was himself a Hedao Buddhism, although it was not the legendary realm, but the strength could also be regarded as the fifteenth realm, and it was extremely easy to deal with a Lizhu who had just stepped into the fourteenth realm, not to mention that the Western Buddha country was the home of the Buddha's patriarch, as long as he wanted to, it was impossible to escape half a step from Zhu and Bai Shou, and it could even be said that he could kill Zhu and Bai Shou in a single thought, you must know that although there is only one realm difference between the fourteenth realm and the fifteenth realm, But there is a gap between the two by 108,000 miles. Therefore, everyone agreed that the Buddha Patriarch deliberately let Bai Shou go, otherwise it would be impossible for Li Zhu to save him under the hands of the Buddha Patriarch, but with the Dao heart of Li Zhu, the human race did not dare to take it lightly.