The four black-clothed guards died generously, but they could not stop the footsteps of the black-feathered cavalry outside the main hall, and within a few turns, they were pierced through the chest with spears and hung upside down on the window lattices of the main hall.

Such a tragic scene made everyone's hearts chill.

In the main hall, in addition to the master of Wu'an, there are only the old and weak women and children left.

But the black feather cavalry outside was not in a hurry to attack in, because they knew that this glazed tower had no other exit except here, after the tragic incident of Zhuo Bufan's sword sweeping all directions, they never underestimated the enemy, and never let go of any enemy.

Master Wu'an's eyes swept dumbly, once upon a time, he also had some doubts about this old man who appeared in the Lotus Temple more than himself, but in sixty years, the old man had never stepped out of the glazed pagoda for half a step.

As a result, all doubts can only be turned into smoke.

The master also secretly admired this old man who had gone through vicissitudes and swept the glazed pagoda all his life, admired him for not being surprised in the face of life and death, and admired him for being able to spend his life in a dull and boring way.

At the moment of hurriedly meeting the old man's eyes, Master Wu'an's eyes were burning and his face was smiling, and then he pointed to a few people beside him.

There was no expression on the dumb old face, only the deep gaze followed Master Wu'an's fingers a few times, and then stopped looking at him and continued with his business.

"Master, you...... What are you going to do?" Luo Bei couldn't help but ask, sensing the change in the master's gaze.

The master smiled and said: "In the future, the killing will be handed over to you, even if you can't achieve the Buddha fruit, but ask for peace for a lifetime, as for the black feather cavalry outside, let the old monk go to meet them!"

Killing tightly grabbed the master's sleeve, and he seemed to feel what it meant for the master to go out, so he said reluctantly: "Master, Killing won't let you go out, it's dangerous outside!"

The master looked at his youngest apprentice calmly and kindly, and said gently: "Silly boy, in today's troubled times, where is it not dangerous? The old monk is naturally reluctant to let you go, but ...... They may not be Master's opponents!"

After saying this, the master suddenly raised his voice, which was unquestionable.

"You have your own way, go on...... There is a lot of red dust in the world...... There is a sea of suffering...... There is a beginning...... There is an end...... After all, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore...... Don't forget today's heart, the Dharma proves that the square is ......"

His voice was extremely loud, and his words were like heavenly sounds, killing Luo Bei and Yun Niang Yu'er were stunned on the spot, and the hall was trembling.

He was like the wind, inspiring, turning into a thousand feet, and put all the second round of feather arrows into it, but none of them fell into the main hall.

The moment he stepped out of the main hall, he also unloaded the bodies of the four black-clothed guards from the window lattice.

Master Shoreless strode out of the main hall and stood in front of a group of black-feathered cavalrymen, placing his whole body under the cold arrows.

He looked at the twelve black-feathered cavalrymen in front of him and the one led by them, and saw that the blood grooves on the bloody blades in their hands were like dark eyes, and the spears were as cold as iron, and their shapes and appearances were extremely strange, obviously not from the hands of the Central Plains.

"Are you from a foreign land?" the Master of the Shoreless asked, stroking his long beard and contemplatingly.

"What do you know, what if you don't know?" said the leader of the Black Feather Cavalry with a sneer.

"I didn't expect that when the world is in turmoil today, there are also you people from foreign lands involved, no wonder there are always some strange things that can't be explained, they must all be related to you!" Master Wu'an's eyes were like stars, and after seeing these people, some of the doubts in his heart were suddenly solved.

The leader did not deny it, he saw that the old monk in front of him had a kind face, and he was extremely calm, even in the face of himself and the secret organization behind him that was enough to make the world tremble, he was calm and unmoved.

This is it

is calm, and it is rare in the world.

So, he couldn't help but nodded, and said with some admiration and some regret: "Didn't someone say in your world a long time ago, the strong are the masters, everything in the world can be taken by trust, today we are stronger than you, we can take your lives, if one day you are stronger than us, I believe there will be no mercy!"

This "theory of the strong" has existed for thousands of years, but he casually said that killing people for life seems to be the most common thing in the world, which can't help but make people stunned.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The master's long beard moved slightly in the wind, but his body stood in front of the door like a peak.

"There has never been an end to the cycle of cause and effect in the world, but it is really a boundless sea of suffering, and the abyss is boundless......"

"Then let's stop gossiping, and see if you, an old monk, can stop us!" the leader's voice was as cold as ice, and after saying this, it was just a simple gesture, and all the feathered arrows were aimed at the Master of the Infinite Shore at the same time.

Master Wu'an looked at the heavens and the earth and laughed, and the laughter shook Xiao Han, and couldn't help but make the leader's heart suck.

"The old monk alone naturally can't stop your footsteps, but how can you understand, behind the old monk is heaven and earth, Buddhism is boundless, compassion is Zen, and the tribulation is not Zen......

Master Wu'an has practiced all his life, and his cultivation has reached the middle grade of "impermanence" in the six realms of Zen Buddhism, but he has always been compassionate and has never touched a trace of killing karma, and now, in the face of a foreign enemy, if it were not for the protection of the people in the main hall who need protection, maybe he would not really make a move.

The feather arrows flew like rain, and they were about to penetrate the master's body, and they couldn't see how the master moved, but when the feather arrows approached about a foot of his body, they couldn't advance half a minute.

The master's palms moved slightly, as if there was an invisible huge suction, absorbing all the feather arrows into it, and then I saw that the force in his hands slowed down slightly, and all the feather arrows fell under his feet.

He released his deep internal force and protected the hall behind him at the same time, this internal force was amazing, and even the leader of the Black Feather Cavalry in front of him had to admire.

The leader stared and began to re-examine the nameless old monk in front of him, and even began to compare with the most profound Wuliang Valley monk in the world, he really didn't expect that in this remote monastery, he could actually meet a person who had cultivated to the third realm of the six realms of Zen Buddhism.

Still, he smiled, and laughed a little wickedly.

Naturally, Master Shoreless couldn't see through some kind of strange light from his completely purple pupils in the darkness.

Next, the leader shook the huge cloak behind him, and it turned into a boundless dark world.

The blood blade in his hand, which was more than two feet long, lit up instantly, and an extremely uncomfortable aura immediately struck.

As he did this, the twelve men behind him did not stop, and the completely black spears led towards the heavenly vault.

Suddenly, the wind whistled and thundered between heaven and earth.

Master Wu'an watched these black-feathered cavalry make strange movements, like ancient spells, which could trigger the momentum of heaven and earth for a while.

At the moment when the thunderclouds between heaven and earth rolled, the monk robe on Master Wu'an was inspired, his hands were knotted with the Dharma seal of the Buddha Gate, and the Sanskrit sound in his mouth was faint.

Then he held it high to the sky, and suddenly a golden Buddhist mantra appeared.

The round golden mantra expanded rapidly above his head, colliding with the tear spell from heaven.

Suddenly, there was a tremor between the heavens and the earth, and the sound of thunder rippled away, and the thunder dispersed and returned.

The figure of the master is like one of the thousands of incarnations of the Buddha, as if it has stood in the world since ancient times, no matter the power of heaven and earth, or the backward flow of mountains and rivers, it is still immovable.

As soon as the master landed and stood firm, the opponent's move arrived again, and the twelve black-feathered cavalry were the same person, with the same mind, and the incomparably perfect coordination was almost impeccable, and they struck

Every move and style has never been seen before, and it is not only extremely powerful, but also unimaginable.

In the blink of an eye, the master and the twelve black-feathered cavalrymen had already gone through dozens of moves, and only the leader watched coldly.

It's not that he doesn't shoot, but he needs a chance, a chance to hit with one hit.

He watched the fight in front of him intently, refusing to relax for a moment.

Compared with killing the old monk in front of him, he was more shocked, and he couldn't imagine that except for Zhuo Bufan, who chased the black feather cavalry to the ends of the earth with one sword and one sword, today they went out of the mountain again, and they encountered a strong enemy again.

So, can the palace master's plan really come true? he couldn't help but ask in his heart.

It was such a trace of doubt, and there were ripples in his cold heart, and at this moment, he was extremely frightened.

"How can the palace master's decision have the slightest doubt!" he told himself with great self-reproach that such an idea was extremely dangerous even at all.

In front of him is boundless darkness, blood light is monstrous, golden light ripples Buddha light like eternity.

The two sides are evenly matched, one side has nothing to do, and the other side has nothing to break.

And at the moment when the Buddha's light was at its peak, a hint of cunning flashed in his purple eyes, knowing that the opportunity he was waiting for had finally come.

His figure suddenly became ethereal, then turned into a dark shadow and shot out like lightning.

The sound of water waves sounded in the ears of the Master of the Shoreless, and his hands did not stop, and the afterglow had already noticed the leader of the cavalry who had quietly disappeared without a trace.

As soon as his mind froze, the sound of the water waves in his ears seemed to be getting louder and louder, and gradually formed a monstrous trend.

And in the next moment, he saw an illusory palm approaching his chest, and in shock, he forced back the twelve black-feathered cavalrymen with one palm, gathering a Buddha's true qi in front of his chest.

The palm shadow collided with the master's Buddha's light true qi with the momentum of water waves, even if it did not break the body's true qi, it also shocked the master's heart.

And then, from his other direction, a huge black shadow actually crashed directly into him.

This time, there was no strange spell, no spear and bloody blade, but a sturdy object, and the master was in a hurry to tell what it was, so he had to gather his true qi with one palm and block the black shadow from his own feet.

Then, he heard the sound of bones shattering, his heart sank, and the true qi in his hands suddenly stagnated.

But before he could think about it, he saw a pair of purple eyes appear in front of him.

A cold palm happened to slap him with almost no preparation, and the master's body shook for a while, and in an instant, a cold aura hit his heart.

After the cavalry leader struck a blow, his body returned to the position where he had stood in the blink of an eye.

And one of the black-feathered cavalrymen fell at the master's feet, his whole body bones were broken, and there was no longer a trace of life.

The master glanced at his palm, and saw a dark purple palm print appear on it.

"Heartbreaker?"

He suddenly thought of a secret technique that had been circulating in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he didn't expect to see it with his own eyes today.

"You ...... Are you from the legendary Seagod Palace in the depths of the Boundless Sea?" the master's aura was a little disordered, but he still asked loudly.

The leader stood with his hands in his hands, waiting for the old monk in front of him to gradually cultivate his whole body after being hit by his broken heart, and at that time, even if he did not die immediately, it would be impossible to stop him.

He smiled, still slumped, but he still liked to laugh at times like this, to share the joy of victory with his opponent who was about to fall.

"You ordinary people also wear the name of the Divine Palace?"

"In that boundless sea, there will always be thousands of worlds that you can't imagine and don't deserve to compare!"

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