Leaving the ship and going ashore, Ai Li entered the city. The little monk named Wulian has been silently with him.

On the street, a beautiful girl with a handsome little monk can't help but arouse criticism. But Ai Li didn't care. It's just a boring thing for a boring person to do. After all, what do other people do?

Wu Lianben walked cautiously and cowered because of this, and seeing that she was calm, she gradually straightened her waist. Alira asked him beside him, and he did have questions and answers, but most of the things about his teacher were not clear.

Zhenguo Temple is located in the southwest of the small city, covering an area of quite a wide area, and the incense is extremely prosperous. It is said that the gods and Buddhas in the temple are very effective, and even the nobles of the capital often come to visit.

At this time, it was noon, and the traffic in front of the temple was crowded, and the number of people shouting and setting up stalls was innumerable, and there was an endless stream of good men and women.

Ai Li stopped in front of the temple gate and looked at Wulian suspiciously, "You said that your master and apprentice were robbed here, why don't you see any accidents here?"

Wu Lian's eyes showed surprise, and she walked quickly towards the temple without saying a word.

"Hey, this senior brother and that female benefactor, where are you going?" Just as the two were about to enter the backyard of the Buddhist hall, a little monk who was guarding the door stopped them.

Wu Lian's eyes glared straight at him, "I am Wu Lian, a disciple of Cangshi. You didn't know me when you lived in the temple yesterday?"

"Senior Brother Wulian shouldn't be a monk in this temple. The little monk scratched his head, "I don't know what the senior brother is doing?"

Wulian said: "I want to see the abbot Master Qingshan!"

The little monk who guarded the door said, "The abbot is busy now, have you ever made an appointment?"

Wulian was stunned and shook her head.

The little monk sank his face, "There are a lot of visitors today, if the senior brother wants to save the abbot, please come back tomorrow." ”

Wu Lian anxiously looked back at Ai Li, and her eyes were about to drip water.

Ai centrifugal felt that something was wrong, so he casually set the little monk aside, pulled up Wulian and broke in.

The little monk shouted a few times in the back, and when he saw that he couldn't stop her, he went with her.

Ai Li and Wu Lian walked into the backyard of the Buddhist hall.

The ancient trees in the backyard are towering, the traces are rare, the green smoke is around, and the sound of wooden fish seems to be two worlds compared with the bustling and lively front yard.

The two were about to go to the abbot's room, when a tall monk jumped out of the side door, blocking the way.

Looking at this monk, he is burly and strong, and he is two heads taller than ordinary people. Ai Liben was born tall, but he suddenly felt short compared to him. He wore a yellow-gray monk's robe, half of his upper body naked, and it was covered with horrible scars. Looking at his face, he had a rough and wild face, and a shaggy beard. At this time, he was looking at the two of them with a pair of eagle eyes, his gaze was like a knife, which made people shudder.

Although Ai Li's temper is impatient, he is not a reckless person. She reported her name according to the ceremony, and arched her hand and said: "Kunlun Wumen 'Flame Knife' Ai Li asks to see the abbot master, and also asks the great monk to make it convenient." ”

Unexpectedly, the burly monk ignored her, and still stopped in front of him like an iron tower.

Seeing that the other party was so rude, Ai Li's face couldn't help but sink, "Offended!" she finished speaking, and slapped at him.

The burly monk didn't dodge or dodge, and he received her palm alive, but he didn't move at all.

Ai Li couldn't help but be stunned, although she only used three points of power in this palm, but ordinary martial artists would also be knocked away, and he could be completely fine.

The burly monk grinned at her and said, "It's a bit of strength, you can also pick me up and try it." As he spoke, he threw his mountain-like fist at her.

Ai Li greeted him with his palms, and under the blow, he felt that the tiger's mouth was faintly numb. She was secretly shocked in her heart: this burly monk was born with divine power, and his foreign kung fu was very good.

The burly monk couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that she took his punch intact. There was a shout, and another punch was slammed.

Ai Li knew that he had great strength and didn't want to fight with this brute bull, so when his fist was about to arrive, he sideways avoided it.

However, the fist of the two of them just now had already provoked the burly monk's fighting intent. I saw that his eyes were crazy, and he seemed to be extremely excited. One punch missed, and he punched again, punching Ai Li's body. Although Ai Li avoided it immediately, there was a faint pain in the place where he was hit by his fist wind.

After a few moves, the burly monk saw that he couldn't hit the opponent with his fist, so he immediately changed his attack method. When punching, I don't use all my strength, and I don't just drop in a straight line. Ai Li was able to easily avoid it at the beginning, but later, he was forced to fight with him after a few punches. Ai Li was shocked to find that this monk was not only tall and powerful, but also very proficient in combat skills.

Ai Li was smashed by his fist and became nameless, and said in his heart: I just try your palm, and you will smash it with a vigorous fist, it seems that it is not true that it will not be true!

At this moment, a little monk came panting and shouted, "Senior Brother Yun Python, stop quickly! ”

The burly monk ignored it, and made another fierce attack on Ai Li, and met Ai Li's dark palm. With a "bang", the two of them each shook back a few steps.

The little monk hurriedly said, "The abbot is still waiting for this girl." If Senior Brother Yun Python doesn't stop, I'll tell the abbot to go. ”

The burly monk reluctantly put away his fists.

Ai Li secretly rubbed his sore palm and glared at him fiercely.

The burly monk grinned at her and raised his eyebrows defiantly, "The chick has good kung fu." Why don't you find a place to have a good fight?"

Ai Li glanced at him and said coldly: "I still have business to do, and I don't have time to accompany the great monk to mess around." After saying that, she turned around and followed the little monk to the abbot's room.

The burly monk stood in place and watched her leave, his eyes flashing with admiration, and he rubbed his fists in an itchy heart.

In the abbot's room, green smoke curled up, and Master Aoyama sat on the futon.

His eyebrows are slightly drooping, his silver beard is fluttering, his demeanor is serene, and he has a standard kind eyebrows and kind eyes, which is the image of a monk in the hearts of the people.

Ai Li didn't care, but secretly observed him. That cloud python monk is extraordinarily powerful and murderous, and he is clearly not a person in Buddhism. The temple is full of incense, but there is a fierce god in the backyard, how can it not be suspicious.

Abbot Qingshan politely and thoughtfully invited the two to sit down, and then asked, "May I ask why the two of you are here?"

Wu Lian got up and saluted, "The night before, my master and I were kidnapped here, and I asked the abbot to call the shots. ”

Abbot Qingshan said, "Who is your master?"

Wu Lian said: "You Fang monk Cangshi. ”

Abbot Qingshan thought for a while and said, "There is no monk named Cangshi in this temple. ”

Wu Lian said: "We stayed in this temple the day before yesterday. ”

Abbot Qingshan shouted to the little monk outside, "Go and get the list of monks." ”

The name of the monk hall was admitted, and Ai Li checked it carefully, and it did not have the names of Wulian and Cangshi on it.

Wu Lian looked at the directory, and said to Ai Li with a red face: "Ai Nuxia, I didn't lie to you. My master and I live in the courtyard over there. And the master once said that there is an ominous atmosphere in the sky above the west courtyard of Zhenguo Temple. ”

After hearing this, Abbot Qingshan immediately sank his face, "The little monk is talking nonsense!"

Wu Lian stood up anxiously, "Don't believe it, you let us go into the West Courtyard to have a look." ”

The abbot of Qingshan was stunned, "The Buddha Gate is pure, how can you allow Er and others to act recklessly." As soon as he finished speaking, several figures flashed out of the window, one of whom was particularly tall.

Ai centrifugal has a plan. Holding Wulian, she said to the abbot of Qingshan: "Since this is the case, we will leave here." ”

The abbot of Qingshan pointed to Wulian and said, "The old monk wants to leave this little monk to question." ”

Ai Li did not back down, "He came with me, and he should go back with me." ”

Abbot Aoyama stared at her without saying a word. After a while, she suddenly said: "This girl, seeing your sex is like a raging fire, burning yourself and burning others, and those who come close to you are hurt." Those who are moved by your emotions will inevitably suffer from the disaster of blood and light. And once you are emotional, you will not only endanger the other party, but also hurt your own life. If you are willing to let the little monk stay, the old monk can help you solve a problem or two. ”

Ai Li was secretly shocked, and the old monk's words coincided with the master's calculations. But at this time, she couldn't show weakness, she sneered: "Don't bother the master. In the rivers and lakes, there is no fear of life and death, and I will take over any disasters. He is now under my care, and there is no reason for him to be left alone. ”

Abbot Qingshan sighed slightly and said no more.

The two walked out of the temple gate under the eyes of the monks. Ai Li felt that the burly monk's murderous aura was like a maggot attached to a bone, staring at her back for a moment, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

"Ai Nuxia, you must believe me! What I said is true!" Walking not far away, Wu Lian's tears couldn't help but fall.

Ai Li hurriedly pulled him to a no-man's corner, "Don't cry. You're a man, crying in front of people, it's too ugly. ”

Wulian sniffed and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed. A passer-by wearing a hat pulled out his waist knife and slashed at Ai Li. Ai Li hurriedly drew the Red Flame Knife to parry. But the man made a false move, but the waist knife did not cut it solidly. But seeing that his left hand was raised, a little cold light went straight to Wulian's front door.

This person is going to kill Wulian!

Ai Li raised his eyebrows and raised his leg to kick Wulian down.

A dart grazed the top of Wulian's head and slammed into the wall behind him. Ai Li's eyes sharpened to notice that the dart was faintly glowing green.

She couldn't help but be furious, and was about to chase after her, but she felt her feet tighten. When I looked back, I saw that Wu Lian, who had fallen to the ground, was holding on to her calves.

"Let it go!" she scolded.

"Ai Nuxia help, someone wants to kill me!" "Wu Lian cried with snot and tears.

Seeing him like this, Ai Li was angry and funny. After thinking about it, he really shouldn't have been left alone if he didn't know martial arts.

After a moment's effort, when she looked up again, the hat-bearer was gone.

Wulian lay on the ground, her face was blue and trembling, and she sighed for a long time before she slowly got up. His face was covered with dust, but he didn't care about slapping it, and as soon as he stood up, he clung to the corner of Ai Li's clothes, as if he was afraid that she would abandon him.

Ai Li looked around vigilantly, and when he saw that there was no abnormality, he put away his knife and asked him, "Do you remember what the person who captured you looked like?"

Wu Lian hadn't woken up from the fright, but she couldn't help but shake her head in panic.

Ai Li pondered with deep eyebrows: The martial arts of the hatsman just now are not weak and well-trained, and he wants to come from the same sect organization as the person who grabbed Wulian. Wulian doesn't know martial arts, so it's not surprising that she hasn't seen her appearance. It's just that this makes the matter even more difficult.

She groaned for a while and said, "The only way to do this is to visit Zhenguo Temple at night."

Wu Lian clutched the corner of her clothes, and her tears couldn't stop falling, "Ai Nuxia, you can't leave me alone." ”

Ai Li was a little impatient, and the little monk's tears were a little more. But thinking that he is still young and not a martial artist, he can't be blamed for being weak and afraid. She softened her face and comforted, "Don't worry, I'll take you with me." ”

At the second watch of the night, a strange figure swept over the outer wall of the silent Zhenguo Temple.

Ai Li picked up Wulian and climbed over the wall lightly. As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw a tall figure standing in the courtyard. It was the burly monk named Yun Python.

But seeing him smug at Ai Li, he whispered and said, "I guessed right, you will really come tonight." ”

Ai Li didn't know what it meant, and threw Wulian aside. Raising her hand to remove the Red Flame Farewell Knife from her back, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "How are you doing?"

Yun Python stared at the Red Flame Knife, his eyes lit up, "You also use the knife, let's come and compete!" As he spoke, he took a weapon from behind a tree on the side, and it turned out to be a black big knife. The black hilt, ink-like blade, and rugged and unrestrained shape are just like its arrogant and domineering owner.

Ai Li saw that he seemed to be hostile and didn't want to fight a useless battle, so he said, "If you don't fight, I just want to go to the West Courtyard to see." ”

Yun Python slammed the ink knife to the ground and said unruly: "If your knife skills are better than mine, the West Courtyard can let you watch it." Otherwise, you'll have to stay and try your hand at me until I'm having fun. ”

Ai Li's eyes sank, "It's better!" She wasn't afraid of him, she was just afraid of trouble.

"Wait. Yun Python suddenly frowned in distress, "The temple is not allowed to use force." If the old monk let the abbot know about this, he will keep preaching to me. ”

Ai Li became impatient, "I don't have time to accompany you." Are you worse than the bottom?"

Yun Python thought for a while and said, "As long as you don't alarm others." How about we try the Silent Knife?"

"It's fine. Ai Li responded happily.

The so-called silent knife is a way of martial arts that can only be used by first-class masters. That is, at the time of the duel, the two sides of the fight do not use real knives and guns, but only test the knife skills in their consciousness, and win purely with the will to fight. Because the real sword is not moved, it will not make a sound during the competition, so it is called the silent knife. However, if the battle of battle intent is injured, the pain is better than using real knives and guns. Because this pain does not hurt the flesh and skin, but it hurts the nerves.

The two saluted each other, took ten steps back and stood still, each concentrating, triggering a sense of war.

Ai Li's eyes rose red, and an extremely bright flame ignited, turning into a flame knife and attacking the cloud python.

The cloud python's eyes were filled with black gas, and a black giant knife faced the flame knife.

Ai Li's flame knife flashed brightly, and suddenly turned into a rain of fire and shot down from above.

A fine light flashed in the cloud python's eyes, and the black qi exploded to annihilate the rain of fire. Then, his black qi gathered, and he attacked Ai Li in reverse.

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Ai Li's sword technique originated from the family heirloom Red Flame Knife Technique, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, and every move and style is tempered. In his family, every few decades, there will be a sword king. Ai Li's hard work in this sword technique is difficult for ordinary people to reach, and he has now reached the realm of transformation.

But that cloud python seems to have experienced a hundred battles. Its killing aura was so condensed and so heavy that even Ai Li encountered it for the first time.

Ai Li kept searching in his mind for the source of his sword technique, but found nothing. His martial arts routines are extraordinary, Ai Li has never seen them for many years in the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't seem to belong to a specific sect. He has such skills, but he is not famous in the rivers and lakes, which is really puzzling to her.

However, the Red Flame Sword Technique pays attention to the first battle spirit, and the stronger it is, the stronger it is. The blood of the Sword King in her body was stirred by the strength of the enemy, and her eyes burned with infinite battle intent. If seventeen years ago, she was just a embryo of a knife that was just beginning to take shape, then after seventeen years of tempering and sharpening, she has turned into an incomparably gorgeous red long knife.

However, Ai Li was surprised to find that as his own fighting spirit increased, the other party's fighting spirit was also rising. This person is also a practical fighter who gets stronger and stronger.

Ai Li's cold eyes flashed with excitement, and a very light smile appeared on his lips. Under the pale moonlight, her whole body seemed to be shrouded in a dazzling golden light, like the rising sun.

The cloud python's eyes were also sharp, so bright that it was almost impossible to look at directly. The fiery battle intent made it black and majestic, and it looked like a black-armored god of war from a distance.

He put away his spleen and looked at the world, revealing a rare seriousness. He has loved to fight since he was a child, and he created this knife method from actual combat, as long as the opponent uses a knife, he has never tasted defeat in the competition. He was proud of it. But today's battle has brought it back to its frenzy. So far, he had never encountered such a powerful sword intent as the other party.

And, the other party turned out to be a woman!

This woman is indifferent and confident, she looks beautiful at first glance, who would have thought that in her delicate body, there would be such a huge fighting spirit. A strange emotion arose spontaneously, and his chest suddenly became hot, as if a small beast had inadvertently intruded and jumped up and down there.

Ai Li's eyes froze, and he keenly seized the opportunity. The flame knife fractal, quietly turning into a small knife from the giant knife. The frontal giant knife hit directly, and the knife attacked from the left flank under its cover.

The cloud python didn't notice it, and was hit in the shoulder by the knife, and the black qi suddenly dispersed. Although there is no blood in the knife intention, the pain is better than one point. He stroked his shoulders and looked at Ai Li in disbelief.

Ai Li was lucky: Fortunately, the test was a silent knife, and the other party was distracted for some reason. If it is a real competition, he is strong, and it is not yet known who will win or lose. This person is one of the few strong enemies since her debut.

She rose up with a sense of pity and gave her hand admiringly, "Offended." ”

Yun Python seemed to think of something, and suddenly grinned, "I am Zhan Feipeng, and Yun Python is my title, you have to remember." ”

Ai Li was stunned, although she also guessed that Yun Python was not her real name, but whether it was Yun Python or Zhan Feipeng, she had never heard of it.