said that it was too late, Li Bing took three or four steps back, and there was no way to avoid it, his hands formed fingers, and he stabbed with his backhand, pointing directly at the Lianquan point in Young Master Guo's neck.

Young Master Guo reacted faster, and the horizontal sword was raised, not only forcing Li Bing to stop, but also stepping out in one step, playing a sword flower to turn defense into offense.

Even though Li Bing had already changed his moves, his body was back, and the heavy sword still swept past his chest.

"Hiss~!" Although he didn't make contact, the sword qi on the blade of the sword tore his clothes to shreds, revealing two pieces of fierce square chest muscles.

Li Bing lowered his head, faintly feeling a burning pain in his chest, and after a closer look, this sword blade not only tore his clothes, but also left dozens of one-inch-long wounds on his chest.

These wounds are subtle, barely visible, and slowly oozing bleeding.

"This kid's martial arts are so high! After the boss's martial arts have advanced, he is not an opponent at all! Where is this him half a month ago?" Although Ma Xuewen's martial arts skills are not low, he is now in poor health, and the ability he can exert is less than one, so he can only retreat aside.

Li Bingxin said: If it goes on like this, it will definitely be defeated, if there is a blade, maybe there will be a fight.

"Shizi!" Ma Xuewen's servant shouted, throwing out the things in his hand: "Take the sword!"

Li Bing grabbed it back, and he had a heavy blade in his hand - it was not a divine sword, but a medicine knife in the good hall of Xiangji Temple. Everyone has to untie the sword when they enter the temple, and this is the only weapon they can get.

The opponent not only has exquisite sword moves, but also has more experience in the enemy. Li Bing didn't dare to think about the matter of the Netherworld True Qi, so he had to give it a go.

"Drink!"

Li Bing held the knife in both hands, put up a posture, adjusted his internal breath, and his whole body was full of true energy, and he was suddenly stunned, and the three black meridians on his neck instantly appeared.

He had just moved his wrist, and he had already taken two steps under his feet. Not only is the body technique better than before, but even the momentum of the sword moves is more ferocious.

"There is nothing to drink every day"

"To the moon line"

"One Day Star"

Li Bing used all his strength, three swords in a row, and one move was faster than the other.

The two fought each other in close quarters, and they actually fought evenly between the top and bottom.

The sound of the Brahma bell and the wooden fish in the air was endless, and it had gradually suppressed the mysterious yin wind.

Most of the disciples in the good hall had already woken up, and Pu Nian was empty, picked up the vajra pestle, and also helped Li Bing.

In terms of foreign kung fu, although he is only a first glimpse of the door, but now two to one, the two have a slight advantage.

Young Master Guo also sensed the change in the situation, and since he was not capable of the enemy, he simply abandoned the two.

He first made a false move, attracting Li Binghe and Pu Nian to defend, and suddenly with an arrow step, he rushed to Ma Xuewen in an instant, and raised his hand to be a sword.

Ma Xuewen was shocked, his luck was full of true qi, his palms were pushed out, and he slapped on the body of the heavy sword, and took half a step back to avoid it.

Seeing the situation, the two servants beside him also stepped in to help resist.

Just a face, Young Master Guo took a sword in his hand, and a column of blood rushed out of the throats of the two of them, and they were angry on the spot.

One move missed, and the second sword had already floated in, straight to Ma Xuewen's chest.

"Boom!" a cast-iron mallet fell from the sky and smashed right on the blade of the heavy sword. The two heavy blades trembled, making a muffled sound.

A fat figure landed in front of Ma Xuewen, picked up a cast iron mallet, and carried it on his shoulder. - Except for the unfragrant monk, who else can use this strange blade.

The cast-iron mallet was half a man's height, heavy at the head and light at the tail, weighing one hundred and twenty pounds.

There is no big bell in the Bujie Temple, but there is an ancestral half-zhang large cast iron bowl. Originally, it was used to ring the bell to wake up, but the monk who did not quit the temple was lazy, and took the bowl and put it at the entrance of the temple as a big incense altar, and the bowl hammer became a superfluous thing.

It's a pity that this thing is lost, the monk is not fragrant to practice strength, and after a long time, he figured out a set of stick methods, and the cast iron mallet became a personal weapon - named "dumbhead".

Young Master Guo originally wanted to kill Ma Xuewen and flee immediately, but now that he is besieged by three people, it is impossible to kill someone.

"Let's go!" came a flat tone from the sky.

Young Master Guo glanced at Ma Xuewen again, his facial muscles twitched, his heart was horizontal, his feet were a little, and he didn't keep a move, and slashed at Ma Xuewen.

Li Bing and Pu Nian had already turned around and made a joint move, and the three of them stood in front of Ma Xuewen, he had no chance at all, but was almost surrounded and suppressed.

"Let's go!" came a second voice in the sky.

Young Master Guo took two steps back, jumped onto the wall, turned over, and disappeared.

At the same time, the clouds that had been in the sky for a long time disappeared in an instant.

"Chase!" Li Bing was the fastest, jumped up to the wall, and looked down to see that there was no trace of Young Master Guo outside the temple except for the monks who hurried to help from the neighboring temple.

"Are you okay!" Xiancheng thought that the senior monk had arrived at the base of the wall of the Xiangji Temple.

On the other side, Young Master Guo had just jumped off the wall, and a figure suddenly appeared behind him, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and carried him on his shoulder, only taking a step, and already fell half a mile away.

He flashed over the roofs of several houses, barely attracting the attention of any pedestrians on the road, and quietly fell into a loess courtyard.

After he put Young Master Guo on his shoulders on the ground, he stood aside and exhaled a long breath: "It's so dangerous!"

This person is none other than Venerable Rongjiao Niu Chen Qingniu.

There were already a few people waiting in the courtyard - Duanmu Jing from Wanfu Cave, Min Hao from Dayu Cave, and Ai Xiaoying from Nansitang, and the three of them stood aside. Two maids, Red Bean and Green Bean, were playing with Min Hao's black cat, and a giant was leaning against the wall, dozing off with a pair of "Taiwu" sledgehammers.

Min Hao looked at Young Master Guo half-kneeling on the ground and shook his head: "Look at the person you are looking for, so disobedient, it almost broke a big deal!"

Duanmu Jing glanced at him: "Nosy!" After speaking, he took out a small box from his cuff and opened it gently.

The box was covered with fine silk satin, and three delicate glass vials with thin waists, each the size of a finger, were light green, turquoise, and dark blue, and each bottle was engraved with intricate incantations.

He picked up the light green bottle, uncorked it, aimed it at Young Master Guo, and read in his mouth:

"If you keep your mind and keep your will, you will reach the Tao, for example, if you polish the mirror, you will get rid of the dirt and save it, and if you want nothing to do it, you should have fate.

Return!"

A gray cold aura detached from Young Master Guo and was instantly inhaled into the bottle.

Duanmu Jing very cautiously replugged the bottle, put it in the box, and put it back in the cuff.

Young Master Guo, who was originally half-kneeling, fell to the ground, his eyes turned from red to light brown, his blood color faded, his skin also changed from dark black to sallow, and his full muscles became shriveled as if they had been dehydrated.

He looked up at Duanmu Jing, his face was withered, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a word.

"Little apprentice, it's not that I won't give you a chance to take revenge, it's just that you're too useless. The 'Sword Soul' that drove the 'Descendants of the Clouds' couldn't even kill a seriously injured person!"

Young Master Guo was lying on the ground, unable to stand upright, and tears welled up: "I...... Please give me another chance!"

Duanmu Jing looked at him and shook his head: "There's no chance! Your muscles and bones are not strong, the sword soul's anger is too heavy, you have driven it once, and you have already injured the roots, and you can't use it a second time." You still have ten years to live, forget about revenge, find a place to live well!"

Young Master Guo cried even more, his snot hung down to the ground, he was choked and couldn't speak for a while, and he couldn't stop kowtowing to Duanmujing.

"Please...... Give me another chance! please...... Master!"

Duanmu Jing took out a bag of loose money from the other cuff and threw it in front of him: "You have already made a disturbance in Xiangji Temple, and you can be regarded as helping Rongjiao on an errand." Take the money and enjoy the remaining ten years of your life!"

After speaking, he said: "Even if you don't cherish your physical body, I am reluctant to give you the 'sword soul' of this 'Cloud Choking Sword Heir' again." Do you know how much energy I put into 'soul refining' in the first place. ”

"No! No.................. No, no, no, no!"

Young Master Guo raised his head and looked at Duanmu Jing, not wanting to or daring to accept his fate.

"Master...... I beg you...... I can do anything if I can get revenge...... Master......"

When Duanmu Jing heard this, the corners of his mouth rose, and he smiled wryly:

"Oh...... really...... What the...... Is it all right?"

But he said that Li Bing's side, after chasing him out of the temple, had nothing to do, so he could only follow the other monks who came back to the meditation room of Xiangji Temple.

In addition to all the monks of Xiangji Temple, there are also senior monks from other temples in Fanchuan headed by the abbot of Huayan Zong Liangdu, as well as Xiancheng, Buxiang, Li Bing, and Ma Xuewen.

There was silence in the meditation room for a while, and the middle-aged monk in the purple robe in the middle spoke first. This person is the abbot of Xiangji Temple, Master Puding.

There is also a rosewood fish in front of him, which is the treasure of the Xiangji Temple.

"What do you think about today's events? ”

"Senior brother, the thing that person used to gather yin seems to be the 'Great Yan Yin Wind'...... This evil thing, it is said that once 'Uncle Zhengsu' Anshi rebelled...... "Pu Nian didn't finish speaking, what he was referring to was self-evident.

Abbot Puding took a deep breath and sighed: "It seems that whether it is the matter of Lord Ma Shi before, or today's matter. The person behind it is the successor of 'Uncle Zhengsu' who will come to the door tomorrow to challenge - Duanmu Jing. ”

"Just looking at his technique of gathering yin, not only has deep internal strength, but also is ruthless. He chose to take the initiative against Ma Shi at this time in Xiangji Temple, I don't know if he wanted to make us demonstrate!"

As soon as Pu Nian finished speaking, the first master of the Sutra Pavilion of Xiangji Temple said flatly: "If it's just a demonstration, it's okay...... I'm afraid of ......"

He changed his words and asked Ma Xuewen: "Master Ma seems to know the person who broke into the temple today......

Ma Xuewen nodded: "Yes." He is the young master of the Guo family gambling house in Lantian, and I have a holiday with him......"

"That'...... Dare to ask Master Ma, the number of martial arts paths he uses today, but his original moves?"

Ma Xuewen thought for a while: "As far as I know, he himself should not know martial arts. However, today, he used the "Heavy Sword Technique" of the "Cloud Sword" in the "Single Transmission of the Nine Gates", and it was used quite skillfully, which is really incredible. ”

"Is it a rumor, I got a 'crazy heart' and sold Zhan Yutang Zhan Shaoxia? Back then, the master of the Choking Cloud Sword came to Chang'an to choose a successor, and the little monk was fortunate to have a look...... "Pu Nian said here, and his figure was suddenly stunned:

"Oh my God!" he looked into Puyuan's eyes, and the two seemed to think together: "Is it ...... Oh my God! Oh my God...... Incredible!"

Li Bingting was confused.

Or Master Puding said slowly:

"Soon after the construction of Xiangji Temple, there was a genius of Tianzhong, the law name 'comet', he loved Buddhism, and often studied until he got carried away. However, this master ancestor went to extremes and created many spells, although they were amazing, most of them were too bloody and contrary to the way of heaven.

After the master of the ancestor found out, he wasted his kung fu and imprisoned him in the Buddhist hall of Xiangji Temple for the rest of his life, not allowed to go out.

This incident didn't have much impact in the first place, and not many people knew about it. It wasn't until my master, Master Zhengzheng, was in the Buddhist hall where he was imprisoned that he accidentally found the manuscript he left behind.

The master originally wanted to destroy these manuscripts, but they were taken away by the younger junior brother at that time, that is, the master of 'Duanmu Jing', 'Uncle Zhengsu'.

Although Uncle Zhengsu did not study these evil arts, when he left the temple, he took all the manuscripts to the Rongjiao Wanfu Cave. Now it seems...... Duanmu Jing learned the evil art in the manuscript......"

He said it gently, but it aroused the indignation of the 'Liangdu Abbot' of Huayan Temple on the side.

"Dangerous!" Liangdu's residence said coldly: "I know that this was originally a matter of your Xiangji Temple, but now that the situation has reached this point, we really can't see a Buddhist scourge harming the rivers and lakes, and then set off a bloody storm." ”

Huayan Temple was originally one of the most prestigious temples in Chang'an, and the abbot of Liangdu was very old, so his words were naturally very weighty.

"For the sake of the common people in the world, I will summon all the senior monks in Chang'an, no matter how many evil arts Duanmu Jing has, tomorrow I vow to leave him behind, imprisoned in the Xiangji Temple, and will not be able to come out for life. ”

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