Sikong Beiqiu's empty eyes, watching the rags in the air turn into ashes, drifting away with the wind, said gloomily: "The master's flying fire flowing cloud sleeves really respond to the word 'flying fire', which is wonderful." Haha, hahaha. A series of laughs came out of his mouth, but Qing's miserable long face was still expressionless and stiff as usual.

A catastrophe of the sleeves were burned, the most proud of the flying fire cloud sleeve kung fu, has been no longer able to make, although the person is not injured, but in a hurry, really embarrassed, the cold wind blows, the two arms are cold, Rao is his nature is free and easy, the cultivation is excellent, but also very resentful, a vertical step, the horse whip in the hand, said: "'Ruyi wheel treasure is wonderful, the southern transformation is fearless, the heart mantra is held in the original form, the charm of the iron sucks the stone!' without the sleeve of the Qiankun, the mountain monk can still whip the corpse and subdue the demon. As soon as the whip was raised, the whip body made a screaming sound and hit Sikong Beiqiu's chest and abdomen. Sikong Beiqiu blocked with a horizontal cane, and the two fought together again.

After a struggle, Sikong Beiqiu gradually became anxious: "A bad old man, if I can't fight for a long time, won't it make the rivers and lakes laugh?" While silently using the "withered wax magic skill", he deliberately sold a flaw in his right rib. I don't know what the plan is, I deceive myself and get closer, and the whip of the horse whip is slightly, and the point of the enemy's ribs is instantaneous. He was happy in his heart, ordinary martial arts practitioners, if the period gate acupoint was pointed, he would immediately be sore, numb and fall to the ground. Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched the whip, he felt that the muscles of the opponent's acupoint were as hard as pig iron, and there was a faint force of rebound. Finally, he reacted very quickly, and the subtle true qi flowed rapidly, covering his chest and abdomen, and his body rushed out to the left front at the same time, and for a while he felt that his chest was suffocated, and he almost couldn't turn around in one breath.

Sikong Beiqiu had the upper hand and did not take advantage of the situation to attack. Yiqi turned around, but seeing his stiff expression, a black aura flashed on his miserable face, and he wondered in his heart: "This zombie-like guy, can he still block the acupuncture points on his body?" It turned out that Sikong Beiqiu's withered wax magic skill was a kind of body protection technique similar to the golden bell jar. This skill is named "dry wax", it is the practitioner through the operation of the cold true qi, the true qi is filled in the limbs and veins, the whole body muscles and bones are like a piece of dry meat, it is really hard as iron, water and fire do not invade, the sword is difficult to damage.

Yiqi secretly adjusted his breath, and the two fought again. A catastrophe has suffered two losses in Sikong Beiqiu's strange kung fu, this time he is extremely careful, he drives his body, soft whip or hit or flog, or hook or entangle, around Sikong Beiqiu's body to find a gap to attack. After fighting for more than 20 years, a catastrophe noticed that Sikong Beiqiu's steel cane's moves, although it was ruthless and exquisite, but due to the inconvenience of his legs and feet, it was difficult to use the double cane together, and the power was greatly reduced, and he always had to use the steel cane to replace the legs.

With a thought in his heart, he untied the rosary on his chest, held it in his hand, and waited for the enemy's steel staff to attack, and the horsewhip in his right hand made a sticky word, and the soft whip gave birth to a sticky force, like a long snake wrapped around a branch, tightly sticking to Sikong Beiqiu's steel staff. Sikong Beiqiu regained his capacity several times, and the horsewhip of the catastrophe was very sticky, making it difficult for him to get rid of it for a while.

When the two were entangled in Jiaoge, the rosary in his left hand was raised, and the thin and long rosary had been put on another steel rod of Sikong Beiqiu. There were one hundred and nine hanging beads in the first calamity, and the rosary swirled several times on the body of the steel staff, and the two were tightly wound together. The internal strength of the two was between the two of them, but Sikong Beiqiu suffered from the inconvenience of his legs and feet, the steel staff in his right hand was firmly stuck by the enemy, and he relied on the steel rod in his left hand to support the balance of the body.

At that time, the horsewhip and the steel staff of the two were stuck together, and they refused to unload their strength and lost the horsewhip, and Sikong Beiqiu only had one steel rod left, so he was even more unwilling to let go easily. At this time, the roles of the two were reversed, and they became a catastrophe and luck several times, wanting to shake Sikong Beiqiu off the horsewhip, but Sikong Beiqiu's body was out of thin air, and the steel staff had to struggle to stick to the horsewhip, making it difficult for him to fall.

The two were stalemate for a moment, Sikong Beiqiu knew that a steel rod had been lost, he was so stagnant, he had no strength to fight back, and there was no chance of victory, so he vented his anger and said lightly: "The old man lost." ”

Yiqi said in his heart: "Ashamed!" As soon as his left hand was loosened, the steel rod that was wrapped in the rosary slowly flew out, Sikong Beiqiu took it in his hand, the head of the cane was a little, and his body fluttered, like a bat, silently falling on the coffin cover, sitting upright as before.

The two of them fought this time, although the catastrophe was won, but the sleeves were burned in front, and then there was a suspicion of bullying him with incomplete limbs, in fact, he was a loser, he was open-minded, his face was ashamed, and he said: "Amitabha, good, good! ”

Sikong Beiqiu respected his identity as a martial arts master, and was unwilling to argue anymore, so he said coldly: "If the old man loses, he loses, what can the husband say?" stretched out his right hand, flicked his fingers, and a small white porcelain bottle popped out and flew towards a catastrophe. A catastrophe was taken in the palm of his hand, and Sikong said sadly: "The red pill, three times a day, the black one a day, after seven days, the corpse poison will be completely resolved." ”

Yiqi said: "Thank you so much Sikong Gang Master!"

Sikong Beiqiu snorted, Qing's miserable face was even more ugly, and his empty eyes stared at him for a moment, then he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

At dawn, the white-clothed snow woke up again and turned around, only to see that in the cold wind, Yiqi was bare with a pair of skinny arms, driving the car, looking funny, and a little weird, and couldn't help but be surprised, and said: "Master, you ...... Your sleeves ...... "He couldn't have imagined that he slept dimly last night, but in fact, he and Yiqi had already walked before the ghost gate closed.

Yijiao's face was slightly red, and he said: "The mountain monk just drove the car, and saw a hungry ghost in the mountain, the mountain wind invaded, and he shivered from the cold, and I saw that he was very pitiful, so he tore off his sleeves and gave it away, so that he could make clothes and protect himself from the cold in the mountain." ”

Bai Yixue was even more confused when she heard this, and thought: "If the monks don't speak, is there really any hungry ghost in this world?" ”

Yiqi said: "The donor is polite. The mountain monk's skills are small and wise, and he is afraid that he will do something indiscriminately, which will not benefit your body, but will harm you. ”

Bai Yixue thought to herself: "The master of the first calamity also said the same, I am afraid that this little life of mine will not be long." He said: "The master's mercy and blessing, the younger generation has benefited a lot, and the previous master of the lotus pond also spent a lot of cultivation for the younger generation. As far as the younger generations are concerned, the two masters are both gracious and reinvented, and I ...... I really don't know how to repay it. ”

Yicao's expression darkened, and he sighed: "Senior Brother Lianchi's great kindness is unhindered, and great compassion is in the end, he has already understood the grievances and relatives, and there is no difference between everything and everything. His cultivation is far beyond my reach. ”

When Bai Yixue heard this, she was stunned and was silent for a long time. As the sky grew brighter, I drove the carriage slowly along the mountain road. In the early morning in the mountains, the air was fresh and cold, and the white clothes and snow fell asleep in the car for a long time, and after taking a few breaths of fresh air, he was in a good mood and asked, "Master, I don't know what to send me...... That friend ......"

Yiqi smiled and said, "The donor is talking about Mo Tanyue, right?"

Bai Yixue's face turned red and said in a low voice, "Yes." ”

Yi said: "The blood god knife in the donor's house is not trivial, go to seek medical advice, if everything goes well, it will take some time to get rid of the disease and eliminate the disaster." The mountain monk made an appointment with Mo Tanyue and asked her to come back to our temple in a month to meet the benefactor. I thought: "This is going to seek treatment, whether Baili agrees or not, he should always be informed." ”

Bai Yixue couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed when she heard that she would be able to meet Mo Lingsha after a month, but when she thought that if she was treated by this divine doctor friend, the internal injury of the Blood Transformation Divine Knife would be resolved, and she felt infinite joy in her heart, and she meditated hard, and she couldn't think of any other divine doctor in the world, comparable to Shen, who could heal her own injuries well.

Then I thought about it, Lianchi entrusted himself so solemnly to a catastrophe, his divine doctor friend should have the art of resurrecting the dead, even if it is a year and a half, if he can remove the toxin of the blood god knife on his body and pick up a small life, it is already a great luck. As for what the master ordered, I am afraid that it will be delayed, but as long as I can return to the snow mountain safely, the teacher will not blame him.

He was cranky, and he was silent. Bai Yixue thought again, it seems that there is something in the words, thinking that the Blood God Sword is extremely domineering, how easy is it to cure this injury? Besides, the person who is going to ask for this must not be an ordinary person, whether that person is willing to treat his injuries for himself, the master of the first catastrophe is not completely sure. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little depressed, raised his eyes to look at the sky outside the car, and said, "Master, we have been on the road all night, are we about to arrive?"

Pointing to a misty mountain in front of him, he said, "Well, it's not far, I'm almost there after crossing that mountain." ”

The sky is slightly dawning, the clouds in the mountains are floating, the smoke mountains along the way are faint, the ancient Bai Sensen, the sound of horses' hooves of "da", "da", "da", "da", stepping on the silence of the early morning.

As the carriage moved slowly, Bai Yixue lay down again, used her arms as a pillow, and asked, "Master, where are we going?"

A catastrophe said: "Baoshan." ”

Bai Yixue said: "Baoshan?" pondered: "Yes, that miracle doctor, I want to be like an immortal, accompanied by the breeze and white clouds, and live in the mountains." He has excellent medical skills, and there is an endless stream of people who come to seek medical advice, but if you want to see him, you have to look at the word 'karma'. Sure enough, I heard a catastrophe say, "It's just him...... At this moment, when we are not at home, we still have to see our creation......" The words are slurred, as if they do not know how to phrase them.

Seeing that he was indecisive, Bai Yixue smiled bitterly: "If this miracle doctor is not at home, my little life will be gone." ”

Yiqi smiled slightly and said, "The weather is so cold, even if he is not at home, most of the time he will not go far, and the donor does not need to worry too much." He originally wanted to say, "That person has a very strange temper, so he took the liberty of coming to the door, and I don't know if he is willing to heal or not", hearing Bai Yixue say this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the hidden worries in his heart are difficult to get rid of.

Bai Yixue said: "Well, if we don't come by chance, this miracle doctor goes into the mountains to collect medicine, or goes out to visit friends, in three or five days, we should come back." "Think to yourself: "This Baoshan mountain is undulating and stretching for hundreds of miles, but compared with the snow-capped mountains with many ice peaks and inaccessible people, it is far behind. The miracle doctor really went out, and it wouldn't be a year and a half before he returned home. ”

Where does Baiyi Xue know, although this treasure mountain is not more majestic than the snow mountain, it has a great history, it is the Zhao Song royal family refuge during the peace, in the south of the Yangtze River funeral place.

In April of the third year of Jianyan (1129), Song Zhezong Zhao Xu Zhaoci Empress Meng died of illness in Shaoxing at the age of fifty-nine. Because the royal ancestral mausoleum located in Gongxian County, Central Plains, has fallen into the hands of the Jin people, the Empress Dowager Meng left an edict before her death: "Funeral with regular clothes, not to use gold and jade treasures, expedient to choose the nearest place to save the funeral, wait for the military to rest, return to the burial garden, the Zi Palace, take the body of Zhou, do not restrict the old system, think that he will move to the convenience of the day." ”

In her edict, Empress Dowager Meng made it clear that first, she should be buried in the nearby thin soil, and the funeral should not be luxurious; second, she should wait until the day when the emperor of the dynasty returned to the Central Plains and restored the Central Plains.

Zhao Gou and Empress Dowager Meng had a close relationship and treated her like her own mother. After the death of Empress Dowager Meng, Zhao Gou honored the edict and sent Yang Hua, a waiter of the Ministry of Rites who knew how to be a servant of public opinion, to go out to the land. After some rushing, Yang Hua finally fell in love with a large piece of flat land at the foot of Baoshan Mountain in the southeast of Shaoxing. He said in the recital: "The west of Taining Temple, the hill is magnificent. Five peaks in front, straight to the emperor, the male of the green mountains, the wings to the purple gold, the show of the white deer, the layers of mountains and arches, the weather is respected, there is the end of the door, the banner is clustered with the momentum, it is surrounded by the left and right, the care is affectionate, the auspicious atmosphere is abundant, and the forest is prosperous. The song is conclusive, and it is recommended that the imperial court use this place as a temporary burial place.

Zhao Gou adopted Yang Hua's Chen Song and issued an edict to build a cemetery in Baoshan and bury the Empress Dowager Meng. Because once the Central Plains is restored in the future, the emperors and queens will be buried in Yiluo, Baoshan is the funeral place of the emperors and queens, and the real tomb is not named after the mausoleum, so it is named after the palace, and Baoshan is also known as the palace mountain.

Subsequently, Zhao Ji of Song Huizong and his empress Zheng were welcomed back from the north, and their bones were buried in Baoshan. Zhao Ji's palace is called Yongyou Mausoleum.

Empress Dowager Meng temporarily housed Baoshan, which had the intention of "indignant the heart of the three armies and the hope of the Central Plains", but what she never expected was that she and many emperors and queens of the Southern Song Dynasty "temporarily housed" in Baoshan, and became eternal.

After the Song Dynasty crossed to the south, Yanzuo 153 years, there were six emperors, seven empresses, all stopped to be buried here, successively built Huizong Yongyou Mausoleum, Gaozong Yongsi Mausoleum, Xiaozong Yongfu Mausoleum, Guangzong Yongchong Mausoleum, Ningzong Yongmao Mausoleum, Lizong Yongmu Mausoleum, and Duzong Yongshao Mausoleum and other imperial tombs to save palaces. They lay buried in the ground, waiting for the day when they would be buried in the cemetery of their ancestors.

However, the ancestral tombs they were bent on burying were first frantically excavated by Liu Yu's puppet Qi regime, and the tombs were almost ransacked. Later, after the Mongols destroyed the Jin, they took control of the Gongluo Plain, and the buildings on the ground of the tombs, in addition to the stone carvings, were "ploughed into ruins" by the Mongol rulers. Later generations have poems that sigh: "There is still a sad place in the Southern Dynasty, and the spring breeze of the Nine Temples is a plow." ”

What's even more amazing is that the experience of the Southern Song Dynasty Tombs is even worse than that of the Northern Song Dynasty Tombs. In history, although the imperial tombs of all dynasties have been stolen and excavated, they are as cruel as the tombs of the Southern Song Dynasty, which is really unparalleled.

After the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty, the emperor's tombs were plundered by several vicious thefts, resulting in the destruction of the tombs. Among them, Yuan Shizu to the twenty-first year of the Yuan Dynasty (1284), Yang Lian Zhenjia, a monk of the Western Regions who was the president of Jiangnan Shijiao, first dug up the tombs one by one, stole all kinds of treasures with the burial, and then the remains of the emperors in the tombs, mixed with the dry bones of cattle and horses, buried in the Forbidden City of Lin'an, and built a white tower of 13 zhang high on it to press it, the tower name "Zhenben", in order to show that the Song people could not turn over forever. The "Southern Song Dynasty Miscellaneous Poems" written by Li E, Shen Jiazhen and others has clouds:

"The Forbidden City thinks of the old holly, and a tower is like a mountain plugging with tears. Led the fish shadow incense bone case, and where did he cry and cry. ”

Later generations Yuan Hongdao also wrote and sighed:

"The holly tree, where it is, people don't know, the ghost responds. Rhododendron, that endures, although the soul goes, eventually cries blood. The gods are dead, the heavens and the earth are dark, sad things, the year of the dog. The Qiantang River cannot be crossed, and the Bianjing water will eventually go south. Even if it is buried in the cliff, the white bones know no place to avoid. ”

Since the Yuan Dynasty, although the tombs of the Southern Song Dynasty have been repaired occasionally, they cannot escape the fate of being ruined. The stars are moving, and the majestic imperial mausoleum of the year, how magnificent it is, finally disappeared into cold smoke and disappeared in the historical dust and fog of Myanmar.

When he heard Bai Yixue say that he was going to find a divine doctor to cure his illness, he couldn't help but be stunned and said with a smile: "Go into the mountain to collect medicine? ”

Bai Yixue was born in the north since she was a child, and she didn't know the reasons for it, so she said strangely: "Tomb keeper?"

Imaginary thought for a moment and said, "Well, exactly. This is the palace mountain, we are looking for the strange man, followed the emperor all his life, never married, and then blessed the first emperor Zigong to return to the south, and then came to this mountain to guard the mausoleum, counting the ...... has been slightly curled his fingers, and said: "Well, it has been 17 years." ”

Bai Yixue said: "He...... Can he heal the injuries of his juniors?" and pondered: "It turns out that the master did not take me to visit a famous doctor, but to find a person to guard the tomb. Yes, he said that he was a strange person, he followed the emperor back then, maybe before guarding the tomb, he was an imperial doctor in the palace, and he had some secret recipes for curing diseases, as for whether he could treat the symptoms and solve the poison of the blood god knife, the master was really unsure. He thought again: "The Blood Transformation Divine Knife is too domineering, even if the most brilliant doctor in the world encounters it, I am afraid that he will be helpless." The master of the first catastrophe was entrusted by the master of the lotus pond, and it was inconvenient to refuse, so he had to find another way to find this mausoleum keeper, which was also a dead horse as a live horse doctor, so he had to do it as a last resort. Thinking of this section, I couldn't help but feel sad, a cold wind through the curtain, blowing into the car, but I felt cold all over my body.

Yiqi heard that his tone was full of suspicion, and said with a smile: "The donor doesn't know, that person has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and the god of the sea and the sky, but he is hidden deeply, and he has long been ignorant of the affairs of the rivers and lakes, so he has returned to the mountains and forests." If he is willing to promise to heal and dissolve the poison of the Blood Transformation Divine Knife on the donor's body, hehe, I'm afraid. ”

Bai Yixue was surprised and delighted when she heard that this mausoleum keeper had "the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and the god of the sea and the sky", and said in a trembling voice: "Is there such a person with such magical powers in the world?

Yiqi pondered for a moment, and said slowly, word by word: "Unfathomable." ”

Bai Yixue muttered: "Unfathomable, unfathomable?" Under the surging tide of thought, he calmed down and said, "Dare to ask the master, this senior has a great name?"

Yiqi smiled slightly and said: "Well, his surname is Baili, and his name is 'exhausted' and his name is 'dyed' ......."

Bai Yixue pondered: "Hundreds of miles are dyed...... Hundreds of miles are dyed...... Master, his old man is erudite and knowledgeable, why haven't I heard him mention that there is such a senior master surnamed Baili in the martial arts?"

Then he thought: "Oh, yes, Master once said that martial arts are endless, even if a person with extraordinary talents, how can he exhaust his life? No matter how strong a person's martial arts are, he must also know that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky." You must know that throughout the ages, there are many strange people in the martial arts, and what they spend their lives to recognize and comprehend is the highest level of martial arts, and they regard martial arts as a kind of cultivation that will remain unchanged for life, and they don't care about what is famous for eternity, so most of them have lost their fame because they have no reputation. This hundred-mile old-timer should be a figure who does not want to be famous. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a leisurely fascination for this martial arts predecessor I have never met.

Suddenly hearing the sound of a catastrophe in front of him, his tone was full of surprise and confusion, as if he had seen something unbelievable to him, Xu Xing's carriage stopped.

Bai Yixue knew that something was wrong, and quickly sat up in the car, poked his head out, and the scene in front of him also surprised him: at that time, the carriage had just turned a mountain col, there was a wooden bridge in front, and on the stone tablet on the side of the bridge, there were three big characters engraved with "Yanling Bridge", and on the road leading to the bridge, someone used more than ten huge stones to pile up a high platform, about three zhang high, blocking the way, and what was more strange was that on the high platform of the boulder, there was a tall and fat black-clothed monk sitting upright, who was closing his eyes and recuperating. The wind is strong on the platform, and under the strong wind, the black monk's robe and clothes of the monks are flying, like flags, hunting in the wind.

Although the white-clothed snow suffered internal injuries, her eyesight was not reduced, and she couldn't help but gasp when she saw the person sitting on the high platform, it turned out that the black-clothed monk was none other than one of the "Three Uniques of the Western Regions".

The scene in front of him made Yi Yi also gasp. At this time, it was the dry season of winter, and the riverbed was exposed with large and small stones, and the high platform blocking the road was made by someone taking huge stones from the river and piling them up piece by piece. As far as the eye could see, there was no machinery that could carry the boulders, and I was even more frightened.

There are more than ten pieces of high platform boulders, each boulder weighs two or three hundred catties, it is piled up one by one, it is not difficult at the beginning, but with the gradual increase in height, the more a boulder is added upwards, the strength required, and I don't know how many times to increase, the difficulty can be imagined. I thought about stacking up four or five boulders in one catastrophe, and I could barely do it, but if I wanted to stack more than a dozen boulders one by one like this, it was absolutely impossible, and the black-clothed monk showed off his divine power so much, it was not good for the comer.

Yiqi secretly condensed his guard and muttered in his heart: "Who has such great ability?" Seeing that the black-clothed monk had a strange appearance, he was definitely not a person from Middle Earth, and meditated: "This person has a strange appearance, could it be Yuanlong, the owner of the Landa Temple?

He was hesitating to himself, Bai Yixue struggled to get out of the carriage, staggered to Yijiao's side, and whispered: "Master be careful, this monk is the Yuan Xiang in the Three Absolute Realms of the Western Regions." ”

A catastrophe of "ah", stepped forward, folded his hands, and said: "It turned out to be the Yuan Xiang Master of Landa Temple, the mountain monk has been famous for a long time, and today he has to see the treasure, how fortunate is it? ”

Yuan Xiang opened his eyes slightly, closed his salute back, and then closed his eyes again, looking extremely arrogant.

Bai Yixue raised her head and shouted: "Hey, great monk, you have worked so hard to build such a high platform, do you want to preach the scriptures here? It's a pity that no one listens to you." ”

Two fine lights flashed in Yuan Xiang's eyes, and he looked at Bai Yixue's whole body carefully, and said, "Little doll, you have been hit by my senior brother's Blood Transformation Divine Knife, and you can still live until now, you really have you." ”

Bai Yixue laughed, held the carriage, and said, "What is the Blood Transformation Divine Knife? In the eyes of Lao Tzu, it is also very commonplace." ”

Yuan Xiang stared at him and said, "What is the little doll bragging? You can get to this time, forgive which master must be a master who consumes his own internal strength to cultivate and renew your life for you, it's just ...... It's a pity, it's a pity. As he spoke, he shook his head with a look of regret on his face.

Bai Yixue was healed by the lotus pond and the Yi Yi Yun Gong successively, and when she saw him say a word, she secretly admired it in her heart, and asked, "What is a pity?"

Yuan Xiang said coldly: "It's a pity that my senior brother's Blood Transformation Divine Knife is incurable in the world, although you have the true qi to inject into the body, it is only a matter of delaying some time." Hehe, even if someone in the world is willing to continue your life for you, I am afraid that in the future, even he himself will be exhausted and his life will not be guaranteed. Little doll, you can stand it for a while, but unfortunately you can't stand it for a lifetime. ”

The mountain wind invaded the muscles, and Bai Yixue only felt cold in his body, and his heart was even more cold, and he sneered: "Since my life is short, why does the great monk have to rush such a long way, and he has to kill them all?"

Yuan Xiang said: "Amitabha, good, good." The little monk had no intention of taking the donor's life, but just asked the donor to go with the little monk. ”

Bai Yixue sneered: "Okay, the great monk worked hard to get here, and he will not return empty-handed." ”

Yiyi took two steps and said, "Dare to ask the master, where is this going to take the white benefactor?"

Yuan Xiang said: "The little monk took him to meet the master and brother, and everything was up to him." ”

One catastrophe said: "I don't know what happened to the white benefactor to offend all the teachers, so that he suffered this catastrophe? 'My Buddhist disciple should be compassionate, and the mountain monk does not take the liberty of pleading for him, and I implore the lama to look at the face of his fellow disciples and open his face. With that, he put his palms together and bowed deeply to the Yuan Xiang.

Yuan Xiang raised his head to the sky, and the flowing clouds on the top of the mountain in the distance were like cotton, flowing extremely fast, and said lightly: "Where is the master going?"

Yi Zheng said: "The mountain monk is about to visit an old friend here, and he hopes that the master will take advantage of the Tao to make it convenient. ”

Yuan Xiang said: "Very good. Leave this little benefactor, you go to visit relatives and friends, and the little monk has no reason to stop it. ”

Yiqi said: "The mountain monk doesn't know what kind of festival is going on between Lord Bai and the masters, but now that he is seriously injured and his life is in danger, the monks are compassionate, why is the master so hard?"

Yuan Xiang's face was impatient, and he shouted: "Entrusted by people, loyal to people." The master quickly retreated, and did not dwell on it again. ”

Yiqi smiled slightly and said, "Yes, entrusted by people, loyal to people." The mountain monk is also entrusted by others, and he wants to take the white benefactor to see the disease, and he should do his best, how can he give up halfway?"

Yuan Xiang said lightly: "I see, since it is not convenient for the master, it is difficult for the little monk to borrow the Tao, and it is convenient to do it." ”

Bai Yixue thought to herself: "Yuanxiang is strong in martial arts, maybe Yuanlong and Yuanhu are also nearby, why bother to ask the master of Yijiao to give his life in vain for me?" and said: "Master, this Yuanxiang great monk, he thinks he is a high-ranking monk in the world, how can he make it difficult for the younger generation? He stood for a long time, only to feel the Venus in front of him, his limbs were cold, his body shook slightly, and he almost couldn't stand.

With a "hmm" sound, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said: "All mirrors are empty flowers, obsessed with calculations, and only add to their troubles." The guru is a high-ranking monk of my Liberation Sect, who is proficient in the great righteousness of Buddhism and has a profound path, so why is he so hard pressed by the younger generation?"

Yuan Xiang looked anxious and shouted: "The master is in the way here again, don't blame the little monk for being rude." ”

Yiqi raised his head and smiled: "The master is so high, don't you feel that you are rude in the first place? ”

Yuan Xiang sneered and said, "If you can please move me to come down from the stage, I will let you go." ”

Bai Yixue's eyes flashed, and she said, "Is this true? As long as you can get off the stage, you will let us go?"

Yuan Xiang said proudly: "What the Three Absolute Masters of the Western Regions have said, can they still talk empty words and not count?"

If I go to the stage to fight with him and drive him down, it will not be easy, but if I try my best to break the high platform under his seat, won't I invite him to step down?" Thinking of this, he smiled and said: "Okay, the mountain monk has to give it a try to see if he can invite the master to come down and speak." He knew that it was difficult to have a game today, and the opportunity was rare, so he might as well fight hard, or there was a glimmer of opportunity, he looked down and saw that he was bare-chested, and the most proud Flying Fire Flowing Cloud Sleeve Kung Fu was unable to perform, frowned, and turned to Bai Yixue and said: "Bai Shi, please lend me a coat." ”

Although Bai Yixue didn't know what he meant for a while, when she saw him say this, she quickly took off her coat. Yiqi put on the robe of white clothes and snow, and said: "Offend!" With a wave of his sleeves, the true qi in his sleeves was agitated, and the sleeve robe was like a sail puffed up with the wind, and a move "full sleeve spring breeze" was used, and two strong winds blew straight towards the high platform under the Yuan Xiang seat.

Bai Yixue was not far away, but he felt a strong wind blowing on his face, and his face was faintly painful, and he thought: "It turns out that the internal strength of the master of the First Tribulation is so deep. ”

Yuan Xiang saw it clearly from a high place, and his heart sank: "This old monk should not be too underestimated." At that moment, he carried the incense elephant to the peerless divine skill, and waved a palm lightly with his right palm, a gentle and gentle palm force, from top to bottom, and the two true qi of the tribulation intersected in the oblique thorn. The incense elephant is fierce and fierce, and suddenly brings the two true qi of a catastrophe to the side, and the true qi is undiminished, hitting the bare stones in the riverbed, only to hear a chaotic sound of "click", dozens of stones of different sizes, all of which were shattered, and stone fragments splashed in all directions.

Yiqi was secretly frightened: "The Three Western Regions have been famous for a long time, and the result is extraordinary. The bottom of his hand did not dare to slack off, and several rays of true qi of flying fire and cloud sleeves surged out from the bottom of his sleeves, intending to crush the stone platform in one fell swoop. But he saw Yuan Xiang sitting upright on the high platform, and slapped a few palms lightly, dissolving the wind and strength of the flying fire and flowing cloud sleeves one by one, and the high platform under the seat was not damaged at all.

Seeing that the frenzied attack could not be attacked, the bones of the whole body were like bursting beans, "crackling" A crisp sound, the sleeves agitated the true qi, aimed at the bottom of the boulder platform, and continuously struck, which was the most subtle and fierce trick of the Flying Fire Flowing Cloud Sleeve "Sleeve Qiankun".

Bai Yixue saw it clearly on the side, and suddenly realized in his heart: "It turns out that this pair of sleeves of the master of the First Tribulation has such exquisite kung fu, and he said that the sleeves were given to the hungry ghost before, thinking it was a joke." Well, yes, it must have been when I was asleep, he had already encountered a strong enemy, and he had lost his sleeves. ”

Yuan Xiang saw a catastrophe and concentrated on luck, poured all his strength, knowing that its power could not be underestimated, he didn't dare to hold it up at the moment, his palms were shot out from top to bottom, and the two soft palm forces were intercepted horizontally, and most of the true qi of the flying fire flowing cloud sleeves overflowed and scattered, Rao was so, there was still a small stream of true qi, hitting the boulder at the base of the high platform, and the high platform suddenly shook. Yuan Xiang immediately felt that it was not good, stood up, his waist sank, and he used the kung fu of "a thousand catties falling", and his feet were firmly glued to the high platform. I saw that the boulder at the base of the high platform moved a few inches sideways under the force, and the entire high platform shook slightly, but it finally failed to collapse.

Bai Yixue secretly screamed in her heart: "It's a pity!"

Yuan Xiang also secretly said in his heart: "I'm ashamed!" A layer of blush appeared on Bai Bai's face, and he said: "You just slapped three palms in a row, and you didn't come to be rude." You can also take my three palms and try it. After saying that, the right palm was swung out, and then the left palm slowly followed, the right palm shrank, and a layer of palm power was added to the palm power of the left palm.

This stunt of Yuan Xiang is called "Incense Elephant Absolute Flow", which comes from the first volume of the "Upasai Sutra", "Like the water of the Ganges, the three beasts are crossed, rabbits, horses, and incense elephants." The rabbit does not reach the bottom, but floats through the water, the horse may or may not reach the bottom, and the elephant is at the bottom. After Buddhism, "incense elephant crossing the river" or "incense elephant flowing out" is a metaphor for profound enlightenment and thorough source of the law.

However, the original meaning of the incense elephant refers to the elephant in estrus, whose temples secrete fragrant mucus, and has a violent temperament and infinite strength. The Abhidharma Dharma Wisdom Vibhasha Treatise records that the power of ten ordinary elephants can resist the power of one incense elephant.

Yuan Xiang carried up the incense elephant to the absolute flow of divine skills, decades of martial arts cultivation, it is really not trivial, the triple palm power is together, overlapping, surging, such as Mount Tai pressing the top, like the evil waves rushing to the face, how to withstand a catastrophe, the body "oh", "oh", "oh" retreated, retreated four or five zhang away, sat down on the ground, and could unload the triple palm force. Rao is like this, I only feel a faint pain in my chest, a stagnant breath is blocked in my chest, and every breath I take, I feel difficult.

Seeing this, Bai Yixue leaned over to Yijiao's side and asked, "Master, do you want it?" In a hurry, these steps were too fast, and his heartbeat intensified, and he felt dizzy.

Yijiao shook his head slightly, and said slowly: "No...... Don't worry. ”

Bai Yixue said in a low voice: "The master has done his best to treat me like this, and the juniors are grateful. In today's situation, the master must not be forced, I will go with him to see what they can do with me?" he straightened up and said loudly: "Wu Nafan monk, the master will just go with you, don't hurt people for no reason!"

Yuan Xiang smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Very good, so as not to make the Buddha spend more time." ”

Bai Yixue's heart was gloomy, and she turned her head to Yiqi and said: "Master, let's say goodbye, if there is a fate in the future, the younger generation will listen to the lessons in person." ”

After a catastrophe, he felt that his chest was annoyed and disgusted, and he struggled to sit up, and said: "Donor, you ......" raised his eyes, but saw Bai Yixue slightly glanced at him with his left eye, and there was a look on his face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his heart moved, and he said intermittently: "Mountain monk...... I can't protect you, I have a lot of trust, and I ...... in my heart I'm really ashamed......"

Yuan Xiang saw the two of them whispering softly, and felt impatient, and said, "Little doll, you can go with the little monk." After saying that, he wanted to jump off the high platform, his right foot had just stepped in the air, and his eyes glanced around, but he saw a sly look flashing in Bai Yixue's eyes, and although Yiyi's face was in pain, the corners of his mouth also flashed with an imperceptible smile, and he suddenly felt bad. His right foot had already stepped out of the air, and he finally saw the opportunity very quickly, and with a wave of his left palm, a soft palm force, hit the boulder behind him, and his body borrowed the force, and fell back to the high platform lightly, and secretly screamed in his heart: "It's dangerous!"

Bai Yixue and Yiyi saw it clearly, and secretly screamed in their hearts at the same time: "It's a pity!"

Yuan Xiang said with a smile: "We have an appointment before, as long as someone can invite the little monk to come down from the stage, although the two of them go by themselves, the little monk will never be embarrassed." Now that the two of them have admitted defeat, the previous agreement will be nullified, and the little monk has stepped down by himself this time, yes or no?"

He stood on the high platform, complacent, foaming at the mouth, and suddenly saw Bai Yixue and Yijiao both open their mouths wide, their expressions strange, and the eyes of both of them looked straight behind them, as if an extremely strange thing had happened behind them, which surprised them.

Yuan Xiang couldn't help but turn his head to look behind him, at that time, the morning breeze was slow, the morning sun was warm, and the high platform was empty, what was strange behind him? He only said that the two of them were scheming, and took advantage of the situation to suddenly cast a cold arrow under the stage, and quickly turned his head, but when he saw the white clothes and the first catastrophe, he still looked behind him in a daze, and his expression was even more terrifying, not like a fake. Yuan Xiang pondered: "No matter what the hell you are messing with, how can I easily fall for your fools again?" Ignoring it at the moment, he continued: "Little doll, the hour is not early, so you can go with the little monk." ”

Bai Yixue showed a sinister smile on her face, peeked behind him, and said, "Great monk, is it that as long as someone can remove you from the stage, you will no longer be embarrassed by us?

Yuan Xiang was unmoved, and said proudly: "Not bad." As soon as the little monk says his word, how can he break his word and get fat?"

Bai Yixue Zhengse said: "If you are neither a master nor a junior, but someone can knock the great monk down from the high platform, you will admit defeat in the bet, right?"

Yuan Xiang stood on a high place, saw clearly and empty, and said with a smile: "Exactly." It's a pity that where are you moving the troops from now?"

Bai Yixue peeked behind Yuan Xiang a few more times, paced to the carriage, leaned lazily against the carriage, and said with a smile: "The rescuers don't necessarily have to be moved, and there are uninvited rescuers." ”

Yuan Xiang was more and more furious by the surprised expression and determined tone on Bai Yixue's face, and he stood still, and vaguely felt that there seemed to be a person behind him, but that person was like a ghost, always silent, as if there was nothing. Thinking of this, he forced himself to calm his mind and said with a smile: "The rescuers are uninvited? There are such good things? Hehe, I think you just delay for another half a day, and I am afraid that you will not be able to expect any rescue." Little doll, don't go with the little monk obediently. ”

Bai Yixue smiled leisurely: "The rescuers are far away in the sky, close in front of you, but the great monk is blind." ”

Yuan Xiang snorted coldly and said lightly: "What if the rescuers come? You Central Plains martial arts can invite people who can move the little monk, but I am afraid that they have not yet been born." ”

Bai Yixue smiled and said: "The great monk is bragging again, the higher he stands, the worse he often falls, you better do it yourself." ”

Yuan Xiang saw that the white-clothed snow looked treacherous, his expression was relaxed, as if reinforcements had arrived, and he seemed calm and calm, while Yiqi always looked behind him in a daze, with a stunned look, and it was by no means a fake state, and he couldn't help but "chuckle" in his heart.

He gathered his mind and listened carefully, and vaguely felt that someone was breathing at the back of his neck, and that person was breathing long and slight. He jerked around and looked behind him again, still empty, confused. When he turned around, the morning sun was shining from behind him, and when he glanced at it, he saw that on the high platform, in addition to his own shadow, there was also a person's shadow, which was gently falling on the high platform, and there was no sound. Yuan Xiang's surprise was really extraordinary, and he said that he was dazzled for a while, and when he looked at it again, he saw that the shadow flashed lightly, hiding in the shadow of his tall figure.

A chill suddenly appeared on Yuan Xiang's back, and his mind spun rapidly: "Who is hiding behind me? When did he go up to the high platform? How could I not feel the slightest feeling? Is this person a human or a ghost? Not a human or a ghost? It is said that he has a shadow, and he should be a human, not a ghost." ”

He stared, and the man remained in his shadows, silent. Yuan Xiang thought for a moment and thought to himself: "I slapped you unexpectedly, even if it is a ghost and not a human, I will beat you to the flesh." "Make up your mind, silently move the incense like a peerless miracle, leaning on the ground slightly, stretching out his right arm, and making a move "Pinglin Crescent Man Returns", he waved his palm very quickly, intending to knock the person behind him off the high platform with one palm.

The acupuncture points on the inside of his right arm, such as Xia Bai, Qi Ze, Kong Shi, and Lie Que, have been hit by people from top to bottom, and they are extremely fast, and the whole body is suddenly sore, and the arm is also soft and weak. He was shocked, and before he could react, the Fengchi point on the back of his neck was held again, and his body was difficult to move, and then his waist tightened, and his body rose into the air, and his fat body was carried in his hand like a chicken.