When the monk walked out of the mountains and forests tremblingly, he was about to forget that his legs could still walk, so he had to sit down and rest.

"Fortunately, the little monk is still a diligent kind on weekdays. "The lifelong monk didn't know why at this time, so he wanted to smile.

He just used the halberd as a stick, but he used swordsmanship, Tang Qian's swordsmanship.

Draw a sword.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to hit the most difficult place of Gao Can's long knife every time.

Take out the sword and follow the stroke, and watch the enemy and the painting.

"After all, painting a sword is just a swordsmanship, and the little monk has already completed most of it. The difference in strength between Gao Can and the lifelong monk is too big, forcing the lifelong monk to only use this sword technique to fight the enemy, but it makes his mastery of painting swords more profound and proficient, and the lifelong monk can't help laughing at this time: "Tang Qian, what are you doing?"

The mountains and forests are very wide, and he just recognizes the north and wants to move on.

But he stopped suddenly, and the night was very long, but it was about to dawn, and it was the darkest hour—

The lifelong monk couldn't help but be stunned, it had been all night? Wasn't it just nightbreak when he met Gao Can? Maybe...... In a battle with Gao Can, he fainted out of strength?

"It's not particularly important. The lifelong monk looked behind him.

A lifelong monk at this moment does not expect the human race to be unified into a single force, if they fight against demons together, they can also save a lot of worry, seeing Gao Can's strength, he has been able to calculate how many demons Gao Can has killed.

There must be more than yourself.

That's enough.

When Fu Gu's friends arrived at the Flying Dragon Mountain, it was estimated that they could kill more monsters, and then help the human race win this one.

Fu Gu was lying in a pool of blood, he never dreamed that the precious life that a monk had bought for himself in his life would be so cheap in Gao Can.

It was Gao Can who made the shot.

Fu Gu was already covered in blood, and his friends who had just met had been shot and killed by the soldiers of a few strategists here, because the nearby aura soldiers were gathered, and their aura soldiers had no way to summon them to protect themselves - and even if they were summoned, what was the use?

Fu Gu was a little calm at this moment: "Why?"

Gao Can said: "The reason is very simple, our strength is not at the limit, and you are not my Flying Dragon Mountain monk after all, plus your own reputation is not obvious, and you don't have the kind of appeal of a lifelong monk, it is better to become a part of our strength, and it is more reassuring to come." ”

Fu Gu was stunned, perhaps, the reason why Feilong Mountain was able to gather so many monks had already surfaced, but unfortunately the master of his life no longer knew.

With strength, if you can get power, you can use any means, this is obviously what they can do in the mountains and fields, and it turns out that the famous and decent people also do it, but it is more hidden and more thorough than them.

Dong Shen, the second son of Feilong Mountain, squatted in front of Fu Gu and patted Fu Gu's face that was already covered with blood.

"If we do, we will succeed in this battle

If we lose, even if we gather so much strength in the end, it is not as good as the monster, then we can only blame our skills for not being as good as others, and in the end our life and death are controlled by the monster, I don't think there will be any handle left - it's all one death, we can choose our own way of death, and we can also choose the way to live before death - why not?"

Dong Shen's eyes were prominent, and his expression was crazy, but he didn't look like a human being anymore.

"Monks kill each other or cannibalism, but it can also be said to unify the forces, if the stupid lobbying of the monks in his life is useful, there is no need for us to smoke everywhere now, after all, in the end, if there are only a few hundred human races left, but each of them is the power of a thousand people, then what are the two thousand demons afraid of?" Dong Shen's words seemed crazy, but Fu Gu actually found some truth in it, but he still felt that there seemed to be something wrong with it.

But he was already sure that the guy in front of him, no, the group of guys in front of him, was crazy.

Crazy in the truest sense of the word.

The lifelong monk continued to move forward, and the mountains and forests seemed to have come to an end, and he suddenly found that there was hay under his feet.

It just rained a few days ago, why is there this soft hay under your feet?

The lifelong monk leaned down and touched it, and there was not only hay, but also dry pine needles, artificially paved.

"The master is tired. A voice said suddenly.

The lifelong monk was silent for a while before he said, "It seems that the donor has been affected after the meeting. ”

A man came out of the woods, with a smile on his face, which seemed a little too flattering, but it seemed that his smile was a habit, he was dressed in a scribe's uniform, and there were no soldiers around.

Did he not summon it, or did his soldiers surround it?

He also pretended to be surprised: "The master has a good eye, if it is someone else, he will not see the mystery." ”

The lifelong monk thought for a while and said: "It was the little monk who dragged down the donor's clever plan, I think the donor was prepared, although the little monk didn't have any bargaining chips at this moment, but he wanted to say, can the Ye donor stop and kill less?"

The most famous one in recent days is Ye Shenghan, who is a huge force single-handedly.

He also has the surname Ye.

Ye Shenghan just shook his head: "The world is dark, it is not the world of the Quartet, but only the world of this heaven-seizing battlefield." ”

The lifelong monk didn't fully understand, but he only vaguely knew what Ye Shenghan was referring to, and he wanted to refute: "Even if it's ......"

Ye Shenghan directly interrupted his words: "Although the master's method is very good, it is too slow, it is too late now, we need a faster way." ”

Ye Shenghan knew that even if he interrupted the lifelong monk to speak, he would not be annoyed.

It's like a lifelong monk who knows that Ye Shenghan is not the kind of person who can sell guanzi.

Ye Shenghan said bluntly: "It's just killing the world." ”

"Black?" Tang Qian asked.

Lan Ruoci said: "Exactly. I don't see this kind of scene very often, but what I see next to Ye Shenghan is an endless darkness. ”

Tang Qian shook his head:

"Recently, there have been more and more people with 'spiritual awareness'. ”

Lan Ruoci was still a little strange: "So this is called Lingjue, why have I never heard of this name?" ”

Tang Qian smiled: "I got up." ”

"Why are you laughing?" The lifelong monk sat down again, he was really tired, and the injuries on his body were very serious, and it seemed that there had never been such a serious injury since that time in Yunzhou.

"If you don't laugh, why do you still cry?" Ye Shenghan said, and he also sat down next to the lifelong monk: "I have a friend who said that there is endless darkness around me, and thinks that I am terrible and scary, but I don't think so. Then he seemed to suddenly think of something: "What is the darkness around me, it is better for the master to see it with his own eyes, I can briefly say my humble layout." ”

The so-called layout is a trap that is designed in advance.

"General Gao, we've caught a little ghost!" said a martial artist from Feilong Mountain in a loud voice, and then pressed a bald young man with only one arm and threw him in front of the fire.

Fu Gu, who was still kneeling in front of the fire, had only one breath left, and Gao Can had a sword in his hand, which had just been pulled out of Sun Maoxin's neck.

Of the six, only Fu Gu remained, and his life was about to come to an end.

It was like a fire in front of him, which was about to burn out, and only some remnants of charcoal with a slight spark remained.

"You are—" The young man, who still had a faint glow on his bald head, was stunned at first when he saw the scene in front of him, and then seemed to suddenly understand again.

"You guys, you're killing people, people killing people, monks killing monks!" he was a little incoherent, his voice trembled, and then he began to shout loudly: "Kill people, kill people! Monks don't kill monsters, kill each other here!"

Gao Can sneered and said, "This is a disciple of a famous sect, it seems that he has never even seen the cruel scenery under the mountain." ”

On the side, Dong Shen smiled: "I have been licking blood at the knife edge at this age, and it seems that the so-called famous and decent family is nothing more than that." ”

Feilong Mountain's small sect is not well known, and its implementation path is sometimes more like mountain and wild cultivation, and there are no too good rules, among which the monks are ruthless and mercenary.

I have to admit that such a monk can only live long without being in the shadow of the sect.

But I have to admit that sometimes living long is not the whole criterion for a monk.

"I really just want to judge whether they're fit to survive or not. Ye Shenghan said softly.

"By what judgement?" asked the lifelong monk.

Ye Shenghan knew what a lifelong monk was going to say, he was neither an old man, nor a monk who returned to the void, not the heaven nor the person closest to heaven, nor the sect master, nor the master of the government, he was not a master of the government, he was not a person who made rules and implemented rules, so what did he rely on, and why?

"People's hearts. I said that it was dark, and if they could let me see the light, I wouldn't need to kill them, but I still needed to kill the whole world. ”

"Just look at people's hearts?" for a lifelong monk, this is not enough to kill people.

Ye Shenghan couldn't smile at all: "Master, you are good at everything,

It's just too kind. ”

A lifelong monk lowered his eyes: "The little monk is a monk after all." ”

Ye Shenghan smiled, this time he smiled with some disdain: "The monk is not the reason why you are a good person, the monk's rules do not mean that the master's rules are your rules." He suddenly turned around: "I know you're going to the north, Lu Buwei is there, you want to find him, and then hope that he will carry the banner of the Terran monks, but the problem is that he is in the hinterland of the demon clan - it will be too late for you to arrive!"

At that time, the demon clan probably already had enough soldiers, and the first one to be eliminated was Lu Buwei, which was extremely important to the demon clan, and the only return to emptiness, its head was perhaps the most important morale boost.

It is also the biggest blow to the Terrans.

This is not the Quartet Realm, and the strength of the monks in his life is limited, and when he arrives, he must die with Lu Buwei.

So Ye Shenghan didn't want to be a monk for the rest of his life.

The lifelong monk was blind: "You know where he is, why don't you show me the final result of your layout, and then tell me where he is?"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "A Sword Paints the Sky" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~