"Amitabha. The gray-robed old monk took a step forward calmly, walked to stand side by side with the black tiger, and said with one word: "Even the donor said so much, and he also brought the demon barrier in his heart to the person bluntly, do you really want Mu Rusi to untie the knot for you?" Or do you have ulterior motives?"

The white-clothed Confucian pulled the corners of his mouth for no reason: "Lian is saying it to people who can understand." ”

The gray-robed old monk looked around and said, "But there is no one here who Lian Shi is looking for. ”

The white-clothed Confucian has windy sleeves, drumming all over the world, and his sideburns are like thousands of tentacles dancing.

"It would be best if he could understand it, but it doesn't matter if he pretends to be confused, I Lian Wansheng has always been a person with clear grievances, and it was the dog emperor who took the life of one hundred and eighty people up and down my Lian family, not him, Lian Mou will never learn from the dog emperor to be so mediocre and cruel, and even innocent, I just want him to know in his heart, why Lian Mou uprooted the entire Muru Temple tonight, and all the diseases in the world are because of his father who is high. "Even if the killing machine is skyrocketing, Lian Wansheng's posture and courage are still gentle and elegant.

The white clothes are inspiring and swinging, and the wind is extremely current.

This white-clothed Confucian with a deep hatred of blood and a sea of blood stood like an ancient pine standing on the Ten Thousand Buddha Flat, he took a step, and the whole Murusi mountain was in a violent wind, and the flying mountain wind passed through the dense forest pavilion into a whistling sound, roaring into the sky.

The sudden wind caught everyone on the Ten Thousand Buddha Flat off guard.

The robes of the elders were fluttering and swaying, but in order not to let this white-clothed Confucian who resonated with heaven and earth, who approached step by step, looked down on him, and almost all of them struggled to stabilize their bodies.

Fa Yu who was standing at the head was even more so, where could his thin body and bones withstand the toss of this gust of wind, and he was blown straight to the back of the gray clothes.

Even if it is a martial artist like Bai Yun, who has entered the realm of strings, he was also blown away by this gust of wind, and the gray-robed old monk with a body as thin as a bamboo pole did not move at all at this moment when his robe was fluttering, and he was stunned by the wind and did not take half a step back, causing Bai Yun to be dumbfounded.

The white-clothed Confucian took the second step, and when the qi machine rose and fell, the surging waves rolling on the river surface spread out and splashed out.

The gray-robed group of gray-robed Confucian students who were lined up in a line to block the advance of the white-clothed Confucian suddenly seemed to be swept across the air by an invisible long stick, and flew out without the slightest warning, and after falling heavily to the ground, the green bricks smashed out inch by inch cracks, and spit out crimson and oozing blood.

Bai Yun clearly felt this qi machine sweeping across the sky, but even if he had been on guard for a long time, he was still pushed by this qi machine at a distance of four or five steps before he stabilized his body.

Fa Yu was blown to the ground, this invincible qi was like a sword qi in the sky, tearing out Fa Yu's patched gray robe one by one, even in the battle of Wanfoping like a god in the world to turn the tide, hard to reverse the decline of the big black tiger, but also could not withstand the invasion of Lian Wansheng's overwhelming qi, the huge tiger body is like a boulder, suddenly moved backwards on the blue brick ground, just bad

There is no clear trace left on the green bricks.

Bai Yun tried his best to calm his mind, the hand that tightly held the Shentu long sword did not let go for half a minute, and after turning his face sideways to avoid the aftermath of the splashing of the qi engine, his gaze returned to the impeccable white clothes that walked step by step.

"Senior Dou, you must be in time. In the face of this first Confucian saint in the world, Bai Yun felt powerless, and recited Dou Changan's name again in his heart.

The next moment, what Bai Yun had never heard of was that when this gaseous and majestic qi machine flew away, the gray-robed old monk who couldn't help but be weak was still standing as firmly as Mount Tai sitting on the top.

For some reason, Shicai's robe that was swinging violently against the qi machine also stopped in an instant, and in front of the old monk, there seemed to be an invisible wall that was difficult to find with the naked eye, blocking thousands of troops and horses for him.

Bai Yun's eyes were blazing, like a piece of gold after a thousand tempers, staring at the two sages who were famous in the rivers and lakes like thunder, and had reached the peak of their respective academic domains, but when Bai Yun saw the clothes around the old monk, they were still under such a violent qi attack, quite a tree wanted to be quiet and the wind did not stop, but the mountain wanted to calm the wind, the faster the qi came like a tide, the more stable the old monk was like a mountain.

The peerless power on the rivers and lakes can lead to the shaking of the mountains with a snap of the fingers, the people of Confucius can shake Kunlun with both hands, the elder Jingyue becomes hate because of love, a sword cuts off a corner of Taishan Zilingfeng, and the sword Baitang unloads 30,000 armor with a sword, Dou Changan passes through the old Nucang Gorge on the way, and borrows a sword from the sky to cut out the flood and a sword to break the water system Xuanjia, which leads to the water waves on the river surface as high as 100 zhang and roars endlessly, and the Nucang Gorge is therefore a peak from three sides, and the remaining two peaks stand together, but like the old monk Huiping, "the mountain is me, and the sea is also me", but there is no one in ten thousand,' I don't want to shake people, and people don't want to shake me.'"

It's funny to say, the shocking sword in Nucang Gorge was originally Dou Changan's move to cut off the knot in his heart, but it made this sword god who had been silent for nearly 20 years return to the tenth place in the world's martial arts evaluation list in one fell swoop, everything is because of a sword, which makes how many sharpen his head and give up his life to walk the rivers and lakes, just to occupy a place on the martial arts evaluation list, thinking of the glorious rivers and lakes recklessly admired and admired, the rivers and lakes pay attention to not only strength, but also the importance of the façade, Dou Chang'an was like the most pinnacle of the sword god in the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many young women respected him as Ruyi Langjun, and he was also the admired idol of all kinds of characters in the rivers and lakes, the reason why Dou Xian'er was famous again with a sword in Nucang Gorge was that his strength naturally only accounted for three of them, but the fame took up the remaining seven points.

The world only knows that after Dou Changan got along with a strange woman on Vientiane Mountain, he retreated bravely with a comet sweeping. This once commanding sword god and the woman with a mysterious identity were in the rivers and lakes almost overnight

disappeared between them, and there was no ripple on the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many people sighed, and it also made the rivers and lakes that should have been surging overshadowed, although in the later river

There have also been kendo immortals in the lake, but no one can be as unique as Dou Xian'er.

The sword path has always been talented, but it is really able to step on the sword path clouds, and those who enter the realm of the gods and immortals of the flood wilderness are indeed only a handful, and the line of the sword is like being cursed, all those who are among the gods and immortals in the way of the sword, most of them are like a flash in the pan, and they quickly wither after the world, first there is Dou Xian'er and then there is the sword god surnamed Feng, only the old sword demon of the sword Baitang who is old in Jiazi is able to sit firmly in the realm of the gods and immortals of the way of the sword for half a long time, and the feat of making 30,000 soldiers unload the armor at the head of Xishu City is shocking, and it vividly interprets what is the sword immortal of the realm of the gods and goddesses, also gave a blow to the temple forces that coveted the rivers and lakes and tried to break the irrelevant rules of the rivers and lakes and temples.

On the Ten Thousand Buddha Ping, the gray robe is white.

Although the gray-robed old monk did not still use a move, but this pair of Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and the rolling stone still stood firmly like a bell.

The white clouds who included all the movements on the Ten Thousand Buddha Flat in their eyes were not only as simple as being taken aback, but also had a sudden epiphany.

Bai Yun had heard about the starry past of the Huiping monk in Lin Xueshu, as the Huiping monk who presided over the current Muru Temple, it is said that the Buddhism and Taoism are the same as his Dharma name, Huiping, Huigen is mediocre.

Among the five giants in the world, the unique Muru Temple occupies a seat with transcendent Buddhism, in fact, it is not entirely, Muru Temple was once upon a time also the place of the hidden dragon and the Crouching Tiger, not far away, 20 years ago, Muru Temple had a powerful gray-clothed monk, but for some reason, this monk would rather give up the position of the first Buddha in the world admired by thousands of people, in his words, he would rather go away to the Central Plains than be the host of the annoying Muru Temple.

Later, the Muru Temple, which was dedicated to the Buddha, became more and more profound in the study of Buddhism and Zen, and the name of the Muru Temple also spread to the desolate Daliao Desert Plain, and the original Buddha light was sparse in the territory of Daliao and began to have the spread of the Buddha's light stars.

Some people say that the reason why Muru Temple completely abandoned the foundation of martial arts, and concentrated on adding firewood and charcoal to Buddhism and Zen theory, all because of the mediocre qualifications of Huiping presiding over the scheme, these years Muru Temple can get a hand in martial arts The color is bleak, Muru Temple even removed the method of fist and leg routines from the morning class, and the whole Muru Temple is like a climate of worshipping Zen and sparse martial arts.

In the eyes of outsiders, the reason is rootless, but after personally experiencing the catastrophe of the Muru Temple, Baiyun seems to be deeply touched, and his eyes gradually see the facts, the world vassal kings are divided, with the strength of the king of Wu in the south of the Yangtze River is the most huge, sitting on countless fertile land, with hundreds of thousands of elite armor, the Yangtze River is ruled across the river, as if it is a small court in a corner of the south of the Yangtze River in addition to Chang'an City, Muru Temple is one of the five major schools in the world of Daliang, and naturally it will not be mixed into the small rivers and lakes in the south of the Yangtze River built by King Wu, but how can the world have the best of both worlds, Muru Temple abides by the rules of the rivers and lakes and temples that have nothing to do with each other, but it happened to the south of the Yangtze River

On the soil, this rule, which is silently followed by both temples and rivers and lakes, has become worthless.

The side of the couch is easy to understand, under the watchful eye of King Wu, the situation of Muru Temple is tantamount to the crack of the gorge wall, who can tolerate a sharp nail, straight upside down nailed to the pillow? Therefore, the monk Huiping made up his mind to practice the dangerous way of worshipping Zen and sparse martial arts, one to tell Wu Wang Muru Temple that it has no intention of being involved in disputes, and the other is to be able to protect oneself and precipitate the essence of the world's first Buddhism with Buddhism as the root.

Now it seems that King Wu obviously does not intend to give up, but also takes the opportunity of this meeting of Muru Temple to uproot Muru Temple.

Bai Yun's eyes involuntarily narrowed into a slit, and he muttered: "King Wu wants to shake the mountain, but I don't know that Huiping is the mountain, this kind of attainment is really mediocre?"

(End of chapter)