In the early morning, Xiangyang City was immersed in white clouds, and there was no distinction between people and animals three steps away, and it could only be vaguely seen that it was a living thing.

Dongfang Yi and Bushan stood silently by the Hanshui River, across the river is Jiangling, as an important town in the south of the Yangtze River, Jiangling has always borne the responsibility of garrisoning Xiangyang, so the main force of Jingxiang soldiers and horses are stationed around Hanshui.

Breathing in the damp air, Dongfang Yi squinted his eyes, held the head in his right hand, stared at the lower reaches of the Han River, and said calmly, "What does the Wuyin Temple mean, isn't it going to use the Demon Eradication Conference to encircle and suppress you and me, why are you still sending a person from the Arhat Realm to Xiangyang to find me?"

Bu Shan stared at Jiang Mian intently and said with a smile, "What else can it mean? Wuyin Temple Jiazi didn't come out, and it was not easy to jump out to do a second thing, they didn't make things bigger, how could they be worthy of the grievances of this Jiazi? According to my estimate, it is true that the other party is looking for you to take back the award, and it is also true that the other party is looking for me as an enemy, after all, the head of my demon is the best proof that they have returned to the peak of martial arts in Wuyin Temple!"

When Dongfang Yi heard this, he asked listlessly, "Does that mean you are here to fight this battle?"

Bu Shan tilted his head and said with a smile, "The other party came to you by name, how can I be embarrassed to interfere?" But the exercises of the Fog Hidden Temple are more strange, and the water mist weather is a great blessing for them, if you fight in Hanshui, I advise you to bear with it first, and the old man of the province will collect the body for you when the time comes. ”

Dongfang Yi was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Bushan smiled meaningfully, "After fighting him later, you'll know what I mean!"

At this time, a bamboo raft floated on the river, and on it stood a majestic old monk, with his hands folded, looking at Dongfang Yi and Bushan with a bright eye.

"Amitabha, step donor, we finally see each other again. ”

Bu Shan put his hands behind his back, raised his sword eyebrows, and sneered, "I haven't seen you for sixty years, I almost didn't recognize it, Monk Yunmiao, you don't cherish your life so much?"

Yun Miao clasped his hands together, and said calmly, "People have many faults, and do not regret themselves, stop their hearts, sin comes to the body, and the water returns, and it becomes deep and wide, how can it be avoided? ”

Bushan touched the ground with both feet, flew on the bamboo raft, stood behind Yun Miao, and said with a smile, "Old monk, the old man is right or wrong, I don't need you to evaluate it, let alone you to reason with me." ”

The summer wind gusted, blowing away a little dense fog, the bamboo raft stood still under the feet of the two, and the nearby ripples continued to spread around, and finally formed a stormy wave on the shore, wetting Dongfang Yi's brocade robe.

Bu Shan seemed to have changed at this moment, his hands were on his back, his eyes were sharp, his tied hair was dancing and flying behind his head, his robes were constantly stirring, eight or nine weapons were erected by his side, revolving around him, with his back to Bu Shan's Yunmiao, shining with golden light up and down, standing at the head of the raft, bowing his head and chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Bu Shan suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed on a qi sword, a brilliant white light went straight to Yun Miao's heart, the sword had not yet arrived, Sen Han's sword qi had torn apart the Sanskrit sound, Yun Miao slipped under his feet, stepped on a strange step, obliquely sideways his body, and rubbed the sword body, which was able to avoid this blow. Before a sword was accomplished, Bu Shan was not discouraged, and the remaining weapons kept dispatching, shuttling back and forth around Yun Miao, as if looking for an opportunity to nail Yun Miao to the bamboo raft.

Yun Miao lit the raft with one foot, his arms for a while, and flew directly over the air soldiers, turning upside down in the air, and the mist continued to pour into Yun Miao's body, and then stretched out a palm and slapped it blatantly, turning into countless golden palms in the air, sprinkling it on Bushan's head, and silently chanting "A thousand hands are coming!"

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Yi finally understood why Bushan asked him to stand still and wait for the changes. Within two zhang of Bushan's surroundings, all under the shroud of this palm, Bushan had no way to avoid it, so he could only make a hard connection.

Dongfang Yi only heard a choking sound, sparks splashed in the sky above the bamboo raft, and the last qi sword in Bushan's hand met Yun Miao's golden palm impartially, and at this moment, the golden palm and sword qi disappeared without a trace, and there was a sudden silence on the river.

Suddenly, there was a bang, and the stirring true qi directly tore the bamboo raft apart, and the two stood on the same bamboo pole, holding each other with their swords, and then the river surface was like a blooming flower, with the two of them as the center, the water waves soared into the sky, and continued to bloom outward.

Dongfang Yi, who was affected by the water waves, hurriedly flew into the air, and now he is in the first grade, and the swordsmanship is not difficult for him to understand, and it didn't take a few days to become familiar with it.

Looking down at the two people who were still facing the river, Dongfang Yi shouted loudly, "Hey, do you need my help?"

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking the sky above Dongfang Yi, Dongfang Yi looked up, and a black dot gradually became larger, slowly turning into a Zen stick, as if there was life, attacking him, frightening Dongfang Yi to shout 'I'm damn.' Then the flying ruler ducked aside and let the staff fall.

"Step old man, be careful!" Dongfang Yi shouted loudly.

Feeling the danger on his head, Bu Shan smiled coldly, the qi sword in his hand suddenly turned into nothingness, bent forward, slapped his palm on Yun Miao's golden palm, forced him back from the bamboo pole, and then raised his head and squinted, looking at the Zen staff flying from the clouds, and said disdainfully, "Do you think you can defeat the old man by occupying the right time and place?"

As he spoke, Bushan stepped on the water with two steps back, then bent one knee slightly, gathered his qi into a bow against the Zen staff, and a water arrow was placed on the bowstring, shooting out instantly, and at the same time shouting in a deep voice, "Break it for me." ”

The arrows collided, setting off a monstrous wave on the surface of the river, and the originally thick fog dissipated instantly, and the Zen staff, which had lost its vitality, was grabbed by Yun Miao and pestled on the water.

Breaking through the opponent's back hand, Bushan withdrew the longbow, gathered water into a sword, pointed at Yun Miao from afar, and sneered, "After all these years, my martial arts are not good, but this brain has grown a lot." ”

Yun Miao bowed slightly, saluted with one palm, and chuckled, "The master of the step is falsely praised." ”

Seeing that Yun Miao had no intention of fighting at the moment, Bu Shan smiled proudly, "How is it?

"The victory or defeat is clear, Lao Gon is not an opponent of the donor, what face is there to fight. Yun Miao smiled bitterly.

Withdrawing the water sword in his hand, Bushan looked up at Dongfang Yi in the air, and sneered meaningfully, "If you know that you are embarrassed, hurry back to Guangnan to stay, with me, you don't want to do anything to him." ”

Yun Miao glanced at Bu Shan deeply, then shook his head and said, "It is the duty of our Buddhist disciples to recover the holy relics, and I hope that the Bu donor will forgive me." ”

Hearing Yun Miao's words, Dongfang Yi squatted down and sat on top of the head, his legs kept swaying in the air, pinching his chin, pursing his lips, and said carefully, "Master Yun Miao wants to retrieve the heart of the holy relics for the Buddha Gate, this king understands very well, but you can't always bully the small with the big, right?

Feeling that there was something in Dongfang Yi's words, Yun Miao thought for a while, and then asked, "What does Your Highness mean?"

"This king's order to eliminate demons and defend the road was issued by the Wuyin Temple, right? Withdraw it! Wait for next year's martial arts conference, this king will personally rush to Wudang Mountain, if there are young monks in the two temples who can defeat me at that time, I will definitely present the incinerating ruler with both hands, what does the master think?" Dongfang Yi leaned on his legs with one hand, supported his chin, and chuckled.

With a deep groan, Yun Miao raised his head and chuckled, "Your Highness, I'm sorry, the Demon Removal Guardian Order was not issued by this temple, in fact, this temple is also investigating this matter thoroughly." However, since you intend to make an agreement, Lao Wei will represent the Daliang Buddhism Gate to deal with this matter, and a year later, we will decide on the ownership of the sound ruler on Wudang Mountain. ”

"Okay!" Dongfang Yi didn't ask about the Demon Destroying Guardian Dao Order, he believed that this matter was not the work of the Fog Hidden Temple. In addition to the fact that Buddhism does not speak, Wuyin Temple issued a chase and kill order to the prince of a dynasty, which is different from rebellion? Before, he thought that this matter was strange, but now it seems that his guess is correct, these six sects and seven factions may have already taken refuge in a certain force that has a grudge against Dongfang Yi.

After Yun Miao left, Dongfang Yi jumped down from the air and fell back to the shore, at this time Bu Shan also flew back to the shore, and said in a deep voice, "You are too impulsive, there is no shortage of amazing people in the two temples, in one year, even if you kid is the second in Dongfang Shuo, you may not be able to defeat the other party." ”

Dongfang Yi laughed at himself, "I naturally know what I am, but if I let the other party bite us, will it really be good for you and me?" The remnants of the six sects and seven factions will definitely find you, if the two temples intervene at this time, what are our chances of winning? ”

"Cleaning up a bunch of smashes is just a gesture for the old man, what are you worried about?" Bushan sneered arrogantly.

Dongfang Yi furrowed his brows, took a deep breath, and sighed lightly, "Didn't you hear Yun Miao's words just now, the order to eliminate demons and defend my Dao was not issued by the Fog Hidden Temple, which means that the remnants of the six sects and seven factions have been controlled by someone or a certain force in the dark." ”

"You suspect that brother of yours?" asked Bushan with an eyebrow.

Dongfang Yi raised his head and looked at the sky, and sneered, "Just him, he doesn't have the ability to meddle in the forces of the rivers and lakes, and Dongfang Tao is good at disguise, if it was really him, he would not leave such a heavy trace to make people criticize, but I suspect that it was the force that assassinated the old master of Zhao, and wanted to use the six sects and seven factions to drag me down." ”

Bushan was expressionless, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, with me, they don't want to stop you!"

At this moment, the dense fog has dissipated, looking at the white cloud in the sky that is destined to have no fixed place, Dongfang Yi muttered, "Thank you, old man!"

Back to the Assassin's Mansion, Dongfang Yi didn't mention the battle by the river to Ma Shao, but Ma Shao, as the assassin of Jingzhou, how could he not know? However, seeing that Dongfang Yi kept silent about it, Ma Shao didn't bother to get involved, in his mind, the monk who came to look for trouble was very likely to be involved with the king, otherwise why didn't Dongfang Yi mobilize the Jiangling garrison to deal with that person?

In the evening, everyone gathered together for dinner, and then, at Bushan's insistence, Dongfang Yi went out of the city with him and swept north.

"Old man, why are you in such a hurry?" Dongfang Yi wondered.

Bu Shan said in a deep voice, "It's not that I'm in a hurry, it's someone who is in a hurry, there was a fierce battle over there in the Ten Thousand Swords Villa, and I suspect that the other party is coming for that divine sword!"

"Anyone else has their eyes on that Excalibur?"

"The divine soldier was born, would he not care if there was that Jianghu person?"