After speaking, Bai Wuji took out the felt bag and looked into the ancient well, only then did he bring out a stove in the felt bag, threw the lama's clothes on the stove, and suddenly a firework rose up.

The four people who were watching from a distance early saw Bai Wuji send a signal, so they galloped out, and when they entered the felt bag, Bai Wuji had already killed all the three monks with the short dagger he had prepared.

Hua Yuwu said in surprise: "Brother Bai has made a peerless achievement this time, although these three monks have never fought each other, we have moved with a monk who is similar to them in Shangyunchuan, at that time, the monk injured my three senior brothers and sisters with a palm, and the senior brother was seriously injured."

Bai Wuji was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: You are also bad enough, don't say it earlier, if your medicine doesn't work, wouldn't you have lost my old Bai's life here.

Hua Yuwu only cared about the surprise, but he didn't think about what Bai Wuji thought in his heart, and kicked the three monks one by one, confirming that he was indeed dead, and then went to the ancient well to take a look.

This ancient well is about a zhang wide, deep and not visible to the bottom, the wellhead is ethereal and steaming, and it condenses into ice when it comes out of the wellhead. Hua Yuwu turned around and said, "Is your partner still down there?"

Bai Wuji nodded and said: "Shake the rope as the number, the rope will ring the bell, and it will be pulled up."

Hua Yuwu then asked, "How deep is the well?"

Bai Wuji recalled for a moment and hesitated: "About five or six zhang, or seven or eight zhang."

Hua Yuwu hurriedly said: "Why doesn't your partner ring the bell?"

Bai Wuji was shocked at this time, and thought about it in his heart, sure enough, it was a little too long, and he said in his heart, the big lamas below are not like these lewd monks, and the meals they send are all vegetarian, thinking that they should be monks who obey the precepts, but they don't know why they want to help the wicked. If the three outside are really as powerful as Hua Yuwu said, wouldn't the two in the well be even more profound, if so, then Sambuza will be hanging.

Hua Yuwu and Bai Wuji were at a loss for anything around the well, when they heard an extremely crisp birdsong in the distance, breaking out of the sky. The golden eagle, which has always been huge, came from the dark clouds to the mouth of the well.

This change can frighten Bai Wuji, he has seen the goshawk catch the yellow sheep countless times, this goshawk can catch more than 100 catties of yellow sheep with only one swoop, some too heavy can not be caught, and it will also be caught by it.

Hua Yuwu and Ma Mu Nan were also taken aback, and each copied the weapon in his hand, but the green finch happily rushed towards the golden eagle.

Hua Yuwu was worried about the safety of Qingque, and was about to follow, but at this time, he heard a noise in the well, and actually threw out a thing, and when he looked at it, it was Bai Wuji's follower Sambuza.

Bai Wuji leaned over and looked at Sambuza, the person was alive, but he was stunned on the ground, unconscious, and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's not good"

There was no need for him to shout, Ma Munan and Shao Xiaofei had already taken their weapons and were waiting at the mouth of the well.

Hua Yuwu saw that there was movement at the wellhead, and he could only give up the green sparrow and come back to prepare for the war, Hua Yuwu just ran back, and everyone saw a red cloud floating out of the well, and crossed the crowd and landed at the door of the felt bag closest to the wellhead.

When everyone looked at it, it turned out to be a lean lama, about sixty years old, and all but his cheeks were ruddy.

The lama stretched out his hand and opened the curtain of the felt bag to take a look, sighed, chanted the Buddha's name, and looked at Bai Wuji, Hua Yuwu and the others.

This lama's gaze is calm and far-reaching, which makes people feel comfortable, Hua Yuwu's heart fluttered, and he hurriedly used his skills to concentrate, and Bai Wuji, who was beside him, threw the short dagger in his hand to the ground with a bang. Shao Xiaofei and Ma Munan were also distracted.

Hua Yuwu was shocked and said: "This lama is a little evil, everyone is concentrating, don't let him take his mind." ”

The lama folded his hands and chanted a few Buddhist scriptures before he said slowly: "Look at you are Han Chinese, why do you use this poisonous method to harm my Buddhist disciples?"

The lama spoke Tibetan, which had to wait for Bai Wuji to translate before Hua Yuwu could understand.

Hua Yuwu replied: "Drinking and eating meat, lewd ** women, killing people and plundering money, how can you be considered a disciple of Buddhism?"

The lama was stunned, and said with a face full of shame: "They are inherently wrong in a thousand ways, and they should also be influenced by Buddhism, and the poor monks come thousands of miles to influence them to re-enter the Buddha gate."

Hua Yuwu asked: "Who are you, a monk, and why are you here to help and abuse?"

The lama said: "The poor monk Rinchen Sangpo, his disciples have practiced here and entered the path of demons, and this time I invited Master Atisha to come and educate."

Hua Yuwu said: "I have heard of the name of Rinchen Sangpo, I heard that Rinchen Sangpo is a grandmaster in the area, conniving at the adultery of his disciples, and this time he is taking care of good people for the wicked, how can it be Rinchen Sangpo,"

Rinchen Sangpo said: "My disciples are really a little unable to understand the Buddha's teachings, but the people I take care of are not good people."

Hua Yuwu said: "You helped Wen Qiqi take care of him, and he did so much to rebel for Wen Qiqi, does Wen Qiqi want to make you a national teacher?"

This sentence may have really hit Rinchen Sangpo's mind, and his cheeks turned red and said: "What is there here, Lord Wen Qiqi said that this is the wicked person who killed him, and the poor monk has spent three days chanting for him."

As soon as he said this, Hua Yuwu couldn't get it right, thinking that if it was true, the three-point dart game would be suspended. After thinking for a while, he said: "My white brother knows him, let's go down and let him recognize him."

Rinchen Sangpo said: "No, Master Wen Qiqi explained when he left, no one can see the person who was imprisoned, besides, this Ah Bi Well is an ominous place, the world is always ominous, my Buddhist family has clouds, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, poor monks can enter, but you can never enter" After a pause, Rinchen Zangpo continued: "My disciples are exhausted, and they can't be re-entered by Atisha's church, I don't blame you, you can go."

Hua Yu Wuxin said in his heart that this time he walked the dart, thousands of miles away, and several difficulties on the road were overcome, how could he leave for your monk in a few words. Then he said: "The master is really a grandmaster, but the people below are too involved, and we must take him away this time."

Rinchen Zangpo said firmly: "No matter who is below, you can't take him away, the poor monk has an appointment with Lord Wen Qiqi and my disciples, as long as I can guard this person for a month, Lord Wen Qiqi will be benevolent in Tibet, and my disciples will also re-enter the Buddha Gate."

Shao Xiaofei couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "You pedantic monk, these people lied to you, you don't know yet"

Rinchen Sangpo was stunned for a moment before he said: "If there is something false, and when Lord Wen Qiqi comes, it is not too late for you to check again, if what you say is true, the poor monk is willing to ensure that you and the servants are safe, and if what you say is false, I will also ensure that you leave safely."

Bai Wuji had already come back to his senses this time, and after listening to what the monk said, he couldn't help but hurriedly say: "You monk, it's just that you have been deceived, and you have to help Wen Qiqi deceive us."

Hua Yuwu followed and said: "The master is a high-ranking monk, you say, how can we take away the Zangpu today?"

Rinchen Samporo thought for a moment and said: "I promised them to take care of the wicked people in the well, if they can't take care of it, it won't be considered that I have lost my trust, but I think that your donors are definitely not my opponents, please wait a few more days."

Hua Yuwu said: "If you don't do it, how do you know if it's not an opponent, master, please give advice"

As he spoke, he made a move and the immortal pointed the way, and handed out the judge's pen in his hand, but the pen style was slightly lower and did not point to Rinchen Sangpo's throat. Rinchen Sangpo didn't expect Hua Yuwu to do it, and reacted, Hua Yuwu's judge's pen had already reached his chest, so he gently took the judge's pen with his left hand standing on his chest.

Hua Yuwu was a sneak attack, seeing that the judge's pen was on the monk's chest, and the monk was still leisurely co-authoring ten, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, thinking that he wanted to succeed. Unexpectedly, Na Rinchen Sangpo just stroked his hand, and his gesture was biased to the left side of the monk, and he couldn't help but be shocked. Hua Yuwu has practiced a set of judge's pen for more than 20 years, and he is full of experience in facing the enemy, although this time was easily resolved by the monk, he was a little surprised in his heart, but the tricks in his hand did not stop.

When the judge's pen swept over Rinchen Sangpo's left rib, Hua Yuwu crossed the judge's pen and threaded the needle with a move, directly scratching his weakness. Rinchen Zangpo seemed to have expected such a hand, and the hand that brushed the judge's pen did not stop, and with a slight wave of the back, he dissolved the needle.

Hua Yuwu couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that these two tricks didn't work, and the monk dissolved these two tricks lightly: this is really a great enemy that he has never encountered in his life.

Hua Yuwu shook his spirits, flew up and down around Rinchen Sangpo, and after a set of judges' penmanship of marching orders, the old monk's feet did not even move.

At this time, Ma Munan saw it clearly, and knew that Hua Yuwu had no chance of winning, so he greeted Shao Xiaofei, and the three brothers and sisters joined forces to besiege the old monk.

Bai Wuji picked up the short dagger on the ground and wanted to besiege it, but his martial arts were short, so he couldn't find a place to intervene, so he had to watch from the side. Ma Munan's golden-backed broadsword is as true as his father's inheritance, a set of wind knife techniques, so that he is very familiar, Ma Munan's knife technique is different from ordinary knife techniques, the knife is heavy, and it is not a knife technique that can be used by girls. Ma Kongyuan has integrated his life's insights into the knife technique, and the knife technique is good at cleverness and clumsiness, and the use of the power is a move, although the knife is heavy, the move is skillful, and the momentum is also urgent.

Bai Wuji watched from outside the circle that Ma Munan was not using a knife at all, but had been chasing the knife back and forth, and every change of the knife was aimed at the vital point of Rinchen Sangpo, and he couldn't help but sigh that this knife technique was really exquisite.

The three of them besieged the monk for almost two quarters of an hour, and the monk never moved half a step, and after fighting for a while, Shao Xiaofei panted and put away the long sword in his hand and withdrew to rest for a while, and after fighting for a while, Hua Yuwu finally withdrew from the battle and rested exhausted.

The two withdrew, leaving only Ma Mu Nan and Rinchen Zangpo to fight, Rinchen Zangpo was still calm, Ma Mu Nan knew that Rinchen Zangpo would not hurt himself, and he didn't defend, just attacked, but he didn't dare to relax when he forced the monk.

After Ma Mu Nan fought for almost half an hour before he retreated to rest, Rinchen Sangpo praised: "Such a small girl, with such a heavy knife, can fight with a poor monk for half an hour, it is very rare, it is really a good knife technique, a good delicate knife technique."

Hua Yuwu, Shao Xiaofei and Ma Munan sometimes fought together and sometimes took turns to fight with the old monk, they could fight for an hour, the old monk was still calm and relaxed, and Bai Wuji next to him screamed angrily.

Hua Yuwu thought in his heart, so that is a day of fighting, I am afraid that he will not be able to win the monk, this monk has not yet fought back, if he fights back, I am afraid that one or two moves will defeat the three of them; if the senior brother is here, his fist is strong and heavy, and he must be able to hammer the old monk with a few punches; thinking of Tong Li, he thought of Qingque, if Qingque is here, she may be able to take advantage of it.

Hua Yuwu pondered for a long time panting beside him, and saw Bai Wuji, who was standing at the mouth of the well, waving a short dagger in his hand, and he didn't know what Tibetan language he was talking about, and suddenly came to his heart.

Hua Yuwu jumped to the mouth of the well, startled Bai Wuji, and looked at Hua Yuwu before he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Startle me, this old monk, I scolded him for a long time, and he didn't even talk back."

Hua Yuwu said solemnly: "Rinchen Sangpo Rinpoche really lives up to his reputation, and his martial arts cultivation has all reached the realm of transformation, and if we continue to fight, we will not be able to take advantage."

As he spoke, Hua Yuwu whispered a few words in Bai Wuji's ear, and then jumped into the battle again, Rinchen Sangpo looked at Bai Wuji who was pouting his ass and pulling the hanging basket there, and couldn't help but smile slightly: "Good strategy"

Bai Wuji complained to Hua Yuwu angrily: "This old monk knows what we think."

Hua Yuwu said: "It's okay, even if he knows, why can he bear me?"

When Bai Wuji shouted happily and pulled up, come quickly, Hua Yuwu knew that he was wrong, and it was too easy for the old monk to think about it.

The hanging basket that Bai Wuji was carrying in his hand was cut off by a stone kicked out by Rinchen Sangpo, and fell straight into the Ah Na Well, Bai Wuji threw the rope to the ground, sat on the snow and scolded the old monk with his throat.

Hua Yuwu and Ma Munan were also deflated when they saw this situation, and they retreated and panted, you look at me, I look at you, there is nothing to be done.