When the gray-clothed old monk saw the face hidden under the cold black iron mask, his face twitched like ashes, and his lips twitched, and he sighed meaningfully.

The man in black glanced at the unconscious young man, and said with a stiff face: "Ten years ago, you and he ruined my great cause, and today I will take your life and ice soul together, but I never imagined that I could meet his orphan here, is this the cycle of cause and effect that your Buddhists often say? Then I will be merciful and send him to see his father together." ”

"Amitabha, sin and sin. The old monk knelt on one knee and clasped his palms together, blood soaking a large part of his robe.

"Hmph, Li Jingxi, stop pretending to be pretending. The man in black sneered.

"Amitabha, the reason why I left you a way to live back then was because I thought you would change your ways, but I didn't expect you to go further and further on this fork in the road, do you know how much bloody rain the ice soul will cause if it falls into the rivers and lakes again?" The blood at the corner of Li Jingxi's mouth flowed more and more, and the wisps dripped down his chin and fell to the ground.

"Bah, stinky bald donkey, you're so thick-skinned, who is going further and further down this fork in the road?" retorted the man in black.

"Obtaining the power of the ice soul is equivalent to taking the entire rivers and lakes into your pocket, and I don't care how much bloody rain it can set off. The man in black waved his hand and said lightly.

"Amitabha. When the gray-clothed old monk read these four words, his whole body trembled.

"Have you forgotten the battle between good and evil back then, if it weren't for you Li Jingxi。。。。。。 The man in black snorted coldly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old monk in gray.

The jet-black big knife penetrated the old monk's chest and back, he turned his head slightly, and said frankly: "That's it, there is a connection between cause and effect in the world, six reincarnations, all things are right and wrong in the end, death is just death, life is just life, the so-called good has good and evil has evil to pay, and the evil fruits planted by the poor monk himself should also blossom and bear fruit. ”

"In that case, the grudge between you and me will be settled today. Old monk Li slowly stood up, ignoring the big knife that was deeply planted in his thin back, and his withered and yellow face was so calm that there was no ripple.

"That's very good. The man in black was hideous, and there was an inch of murderous intent between square inches: "I didn't expect that Li Jingxi, who came to the next seat, also capsized in the gutter, it was really happy, and the people of the world still regarded you as the Buddha who entered the world without a panic and a dangerous bone, which is really ridiculous." ”

The gray-clothed old monk waved his sleeves, and a suffocating flood of powerful qi spread.

The snow is flying all over the sky, the cold wind is bleak, and the wind is surging outside the old temple of the city.

On the top of the firmament, after the golden light and purple light were entangled, a deep black knife was planted in front of the courtyard of the old temple with a clatter.

Boom, the man in black whose face was covered with a cold black iron mask fell to the ground like a meteorite.

The front of the old temple was full of devastation, and the man in black knelt on the ground, covering his chest with his right hand and panting heavily, his eyes were cloudy, and the other hand was holding the ground and trying to speak.

A pool of blood soaked a snow.

"Mountains and rivers meet. The man in black stood up with difficulty, glanced at the old monk in gray fiercely, and disappeared into the night with great reluctance.

Li Jingxi watched the back of the man in black disappear in the dark night, and only then did his withered yellow face show a deep tiredness, and he slowly closed his eyes, and kept moving the red sandalwood Buddha beads in his hand, driving the internal force to twist the collapsed qi in his body back into a ball.

The gray-robed old monk knew that the injuries on his body had reached the point where he was unable to return to the sky, and forcibly using his internal strength to continue his life was just a matter of prolonging his breath.

With a pop, the gray-clothed old monk spit out a mouthful of black blood, which instantly stained the gray robe on his chest, and he struggled to stand up and walked towards the fainting young man, his face was as white as frost without a trace of blood.

The old monk took his last breath and stretched out his crumpled hand and put the rosewood bead on the young man's wrist.

There were ripples in the eyes of the gray-clothed old monk: "Baiyun, this Buddha bead has been with the teacher for fifty years, it has already been a psychic thing, the teacher's lifelong learning and ice soul are hidden in this Buddha bead, when the life hangs by a thread, this bead can save your life, the teacher is now handing it over to you, remember that the ice soul and today's things are not to tell others... Otherwise... ”

The boy opened his eyes in a daze, but soon fainted again in a groggy state.

The old monk tore off a blood-stained gray cloth from his sleeve, bit his index finger and left a line of blood on the cloth, and folded the gray cloth and stuffed it into Bai Yun's hand.

After finishing everything, the gray-clothed old monk staggered to the outside of the temple, in order to suppress the ice soul Li Jingxi had exhausted his essence and blood all these years, and this time he was injured and his hand touched the injuries in his body.

The old monk knew that the limit had reached and was not pretentious, and said to the north with a deep internal force: "Ren Xiaoyao, my Li Jingxi's apprentices will be entrusted to you, you take them to the bun, don't let my apprentices wander away again." ”

The moment he stepped out of the temple gate, the old monk glanced back at the three teenagers and smiled warmly.

Ren Yao was stunned, his eyes gradually reddened, and he replied in a voice: "Old bald donkey, see you in the next life"

Once upon a time there was a river and lake.

There was once a guest in this river and lake, his name was Li Jingxi.

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The Great Liang Dynasty since Liang Taizong Zhao Guangyi destroyed the Song Dynasty and opened the country, and laid down thousands of miles of rivers and mountains has gone through more than 100 years, has been living with the people's livelihood, not involved in the rivers and lakes martial arts, and there are also words that the rivers and lakes and temples are irrelevant to each other, so the Great Liang rivers and lakes are agitated Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, large and small sects compete with each other, among them, the five giants of the Bunxia faction, Muru Temple, Qingxuan Sword faction, Huayin Gate, and Fuxue Mountain Villa are the most brilliant.

Speaking of Jixia Mountain, it has to be said well, Jixia is a famous strange mountain in the territory of Zhong Lingyuxiu, rising from the ground and not seeing its top, perennial clouds and mist, countless rare birds and beasts on the mountain, the mountain is steep and strange stones, it is such a fairy mountain, giving birth to the world's first Taoist Jixia school.

As the first Taoist sect in the world, the Jixia faction is the thinnest of the five giants in the world, but the elite in the faction is stable over the other four giants, except for the head of the sect to live in the main peak, the rest of the elders are in their respective peaks to open the mountain to accept disciples, not to mention the great master of the cultivation of the heavenly Dao Li Chongshan, when the southern Xinjiang barbarians rebelled, Wu Feixia of the Nixia Peak of Jixia Mountain single-handedly broke into the barbarian camp, a stunning sword cut off more than 1,800 barbarian heads, and even killed the members of the Tianlong Society who instigated the rebellion to the point that no armor remained, and Daliang was able to take the opportunity to quell the rebellion in southern Xinjiang。 The women didn't let the eyebrows, and the Elder of the Ethereal Peak Mingjing had a red face and a rage, and he shaved off the feat of Taishan Zi Lingfeng with one palm. As the elder brother of Elder Mingjing, the first Confucius of Changhong Peak is known as the reputation of the Bun Xia Liang Ridge, and it is rumored that this person's martial arts attainments are unfathomable, and he is by no means outside the top ten in the world, and it is rumored that he has the great magic power of Kunlun with two palms. In terms of kendo attainments, Li Feng on Feilai Peak was the peak of the world, but after marrying a wife and giving birth to a daughter, he gradually withdrew from the rivers and lakes, although it was a family affair on Jixia Mountain, he rarely asked, and there were only five apprentices under his door

After sleeping for three days and three nights, the short boy finally woke up, cold sweat was pouring down from his forehead and back, and he calmed down a little and found himself lying in a simple house, with an empty room to the end, and a poem hanging on the wall: "People can always be quiet, and heaven and earth will return." ”

The young man realized that he lifted his sleeves helplessly, and there was really a red sandalwood bead between his wrists, and at this moment, countless questions came to the young man's heart.

The young man was confused, and muttered to himself: "Everything is not a dream, where has the master gone?

Hearing movement in the room, a tall, square-faced man pushed the door open.

The man was surprised and delighted and said, "Hey, junior brother, you have finally woken up, you have slept for three days and three nights, come and follow me to meet Master and Master." ”

The young man's head was as big as a bucket and asked, "Meet Master and Master?"

"Come, I'll take you to see Master, and you'll be clear. The burly man smiled.

The young man nodded, put aside his doubts for the time being, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and followed the tall figure out of the room.

Outside, there is a magnificent scene, with green bamboos gently swaying in the wind and two rows of tiled houses with pink walls and tiles.

The two of them came to the outside of a house called the Meditation Hall.

The young man was in a state of panic, and after a moment of hesitation, he walked into the meditation hall with the man.

At the head of the meditation hall, a middle-aged man with a long beard was sitting in a precarious position, with an elegant bearing on his shoulders that was not angry but mighty, and beside the middle-aged man, there was a middle-aged woman who still had charm.

"Meet Master, Meet Master!" the tall man arched his hand and said respectfully.

The middle-aged man and woman who were sitting at the top nodded.

"Your name is Bai Yun?" the bearded man asked.

The boy nodded in reply.

"Are you feeling better?" said the long-bearded man in a slightly softened tone.

The young man named Bai Yun was absent-minded and snorted.

"That's good. The middle-aged man with dust on his shoulders stroked his long beard and nodded.

"Where is this?" Baiyun's eyes flickered like a broken light.

The middle-aged man sitting at the head of the meditation hall is Li Feng, the first sword of Jixia: "Jixia Mountain is flying to the peak." ”

Bai Yun trembled all over, and said with tears in his heart: "Where is my master?"

"Dead. Li Feng said calmly.

The two words in Li Feng's mouth were like a thunderbolt crashing down, and the white clouds were paralyzed like mud and knelt on the ground, and the picture of the shocking changes in the old temple flew in front of him.

"Buddhism has a cloud, life and death, this is the life of Li Gaoseng. Li Feng said.

"From now on, I will be your master. Li Feng looked at the middle-aged woman beside him who was still charming: "She is your master." ”

Xu Jing's eyes were full of gentleness, and she sighed lightly: "Bai Yun, Shiniang understands that you can't accept this fact for a while, but don't be too sad if you are gone, this will be your home in the future." ”

Bai Yunhong nodded with red eyes, as if he had accepted this fact.

"What about my other two companions?" Bai Yun asked anxiously.

"The high one worshiped under the door of the Confucius Dao people of Changhong Peak, and the fat one worshiped under the door of Wu Feixia of Nixia Peak. Li Feng replied.

Bai Yun asked again, "Who brought us back to Jixia Mountain?"

Li Feng didn't answer Bai Yun's question immediately, and after a few breaths, he shook his head and stroked his beard and said: "That person sent you to the Panlong Stone Road of Jixia Mountain and left, leaving only a letter of Li Gaoseng's handwritten blood, and then the Taoist boy who swept the floor found you, that time you were in a coma with a strange poison, and it was the older Jixia disciples who carried you up the mountain, fortunately, Li Zhangjiao personally took action to relieve you of the strange poison, and you saved your lives." ”

"What is written in the blood book?" Bai Yun asked with a gloomy bow.

Li Feng replied calmly with a mirror face in Pinghu: "Let you worship under the Jixia Sect." ”