The old monk picked up the purple wooden box in the sword trough and hugged it to his chest, and his right face was pressed against the wall of the box and he was silent and dumb.

Chu Rong'er looked sad, gently stroked the hem of the undergarment, squatted on the ground, patted his right hand tentatively on his shoulder, and comforted him: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, the most helpless, who wants a white-haired person to send a black-haired person! Such a simple and clear truth, even my little boy can understand it, why are you so difficult to extricate yourself!"

The old monk raised his eyebrows and responded warmly: "The truth of the world, the old man also understands, but when it is placed on himself, it is difficult to control, even if it is a Buddhist sect, it can't kill my obsession." ”

Chu Rong'er grabbed the corner of her skirt, smoothed the folds, and asked with a frown, "Obsession...... Is it Han'er's sister's death?"

The old monk sighed and said: "Exactly! One wrong step, one wrong step! I heard that the secret sect of Xidi has the Buddha relics of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, which can bring people back to life, and in a fit of anger, he stole into the forbidden land of Meiling, killed the tomb guard, moved the body of the master, and saved Han'er's body. He went to Xidi to find medicine, entered the secret sect, and in exchange for relics, he promised the secret sect to annex Zen Buddhism, and for decades, there were many killings. There was a little helplessness when he embarked on this road, but then again, Lingpu's old thing should be killed. ”

"Why?" Chu Rong'er pursed her mouth.

"If you should kill, you should kill, and it makes sense for the old man to kill him, needless to say. ”

Chu Rong'er glanced at him in astonishment, "I heard my father tell me that among the Dao Immortals and Buddhas in the world, which one of them has immortality, and those resurrection pills do not exist, as long as the breath of a person is broken, it will be like a mountain sinking into the sea and falling into darkness." Don't you think about it and believe that there is an elixir in this world that can bring the dead back to life?"

The old monk closed his breath and calmed down, and said in a low voice: "At that time, in order to save Han'er's life, I would rather believe it and give it a go, plus there are many mysterious tricks in the Buddhist stunts, which can be revived, and a clear frost sword can keep the body from rotting, how can you not believe that!"

"How can you bear to let Han'er turn into bone meal now?"

The old monk shouted: "Seeing your appearance, the old man understood a lot in a trance, and now Lingpu can't live for a few days, all the grudges are over, let Han'er return to the dust!"

Chu Rong'er said softly: "What are the plans of the old man in the future?"

"Go back to Ogizhao Temple to restore your life, and then find a remote mountain wilderness, chant the scriptures sincerely, and don't want to kill people anymore!"

Chu Rong'er supported her face with her right hand, frowned and smiled: "Hehe...... Aren't all monks chanting sutras and worshipping Buddha in the temple, you go to the mountains and grass huts and sit cross-legged, and then chant the sentence Amitabha Buddha......"

The old monk snorted coldly: "The old man is tired of those bald donkeys, and the killing of the Seven Kingdoms has become a fixed situation, and he just wants to live in peace." Moreover, Buddhism is no longer a quiet place, the official forces intervened, and the bastard guards in the temple did not know how many of them, and they might be wiped off their necks one day. ”

Just when the old monk was full of complaints, there were several footsteps in the stone corridor of the ghost valley tomb.

The old monk got up and moved slowly, and came to the door of the stone tomb, not moving at all.

Chu Rong'er got up and followed.

Ye Luo pinched his sword and came, seeing that Rong'er was blocked behind a bald monk, his face tightened, his fingers pinched, and he poured his strength into the blade of Longyuan's sword, ready to fight with his sword.

Chu Rong'er saw that it was Ye Luo's figure, and jumped and shouted and beckoned: "Ye Luo, Ye Luo......"

The old monk's eyes were horizontal, and he lifted Chu Rong'er behind him, and shouted angrily: "Who borrowed your courage to break into the Ghost Valley?"

"I'm here to save Rong'er out!"

The old monk smiled contemptuously and said, "Xiao Nizi is my person now, and I won't let me leave the Ghost Valley for half a step." ”

Ye Luo shook his head and roared, "I'm going to take her away tonight!"

Chu Rong'er instantly felt a little tense in the atmosphere, and took a step forward and shouted, "Ye Luo, I'm fine, you don't need to worry." ”

Ye Luo took a few steps forward and glanced over, and Rong'er was dumbfounded. Then he moved his eyes and stared at the old monk and said coldly: "Rong'er, I must take it away." ”

The old monk smiled more contemptuously, knotted his hands on his chest, and said loudly at the same time: "No matter what you think, no matter what you think, you will never be able to take away the people you want." ”

Ye Luo said fiercely: "Then the junior will try it!"

Chu Rong'er's heart was like pouring oil, if the two of them fought, would this ghost valley tomb be able to hold it? Ye Luowan was injured, but he was stupid.

The sword has no eyes, and life and death are conceited!

Ye Luo's sword had already been picked up at the old monk, and the wind was blowing. I only heard the old monk say angrily: "Trespassing ghosts, I have to give you a long memory." ”

The old monk twisted his body with a step, the shadowless figure swept behind him, and his fingers were inserted into the back of the ribs, Ye Luo turned around and twisted, exerting force with his right foot, ready to dodge sideways. Suddenly, the scabbard of his left hand was uncontrollable and stabbed into his chest and abdomen.

Before Ye Luo could react, a tingling pain spread from the bone joints all over his body, his breath was blocked, and he took a snap of his fingers before he inhaled heavily.

Chu Rong'er was undoubtedly the most shocking, what realm was this old man, if it wasn't for the Buddha Mahayana realm, he would have defeated Ye Luo within three moves, and he was terrifying. Zheng Ning secretly thought that his situation was not good, and shouted loudly: "Stop!"

The old monk turned his hand to the side, raised his sleeve, and the golden light of his sleeve hit Ye Luo and exhaled a few steps.

Ye Luo stumbled back a few steps, inserting his sword to support his half-curved body, and a soft slight pain between the meridians began to spread throughout his body, leading along the spine to the back of his head. The corners of his mouth grinned slightly, and he squeezed his eyes to ease the pain.

Chu Rong'er rushed forward to help him up, but was dragged by the old monk and laughed angrily: "I can't die!"

"Old man......" Chu Rong'er begged.

"Go back, you must listen to me within ten days, or I will kill him immediately. ”

Chu Rong'er looked at him stunned, thought for a while and nodded, "Old man, I see that he has serious internal injuries, can you help him heal." ”

The old monk crooked his mouth and shouted angrily at Ye Luo: "If you can't even bear this little internal injury, it's better for me to stab him with a sword and save yourself from being chopped into meat by others." ”

Chu Rong'er was in a hurry, tugged at the sleeve of the old monk's coat and said, "Don't ......"

Ye Luo's internal strength recovered slightly, and he shouted: "I'm going to take her away tonight!" Licking the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, he rolled his eyes fiercely, like a tiger and a wolf condensing.

One vertical and one horizontal, Long Yuan drew countless vertical and horizontal sword rays, the tip of the sword touched the ground and provoked countless sand particles to fly out, swung his legs and slid to the left, stepped on a stone slab in the middle of the road, and stabbed down obliquely.

The old monk smiled and nodded.

Cross step snatched through, treacherous step without a shadow, kicked out a flying foot from under the stone road, Shenlong saw the head and did not see the tail, the arm holding the sword was trembling by a punch, lost strength, five fingers couldn't help but open, lost Long Yuan.

"Bang!"

Ye Luo fell along the edge of the stone wall, pinched his right arm with his left hand, and slammed his head on the floor, grinning.

The old monk smiled slightly.

Chu Rong'er covered her eyes, squatted and buried herself in the corner of her skirt and twitched, her arms were wrapped around her head, her black hair was drilled between her lips, and she hugged her body tightly.

The old monk walked over slowly, kicked him on tiptoe, turned him over halfway, and muttered: "The old man thinks he is a murderer without blinking, let me spare your life for the sake of your inconsiderate strength and extraordinary courage." Xiao Nizi won't be in danger, do you hear clearly?"

Ye Luo gritted his teeth and walked through his eyes fiercely, without answering a word.

"Get out, spare you trespassing death, if you can't keep your mouth closed after you go out, the old man will definitely tear a hole to the back of his head with his own hands. ”

The old monk suddenly picked up Ye Luo, and a flash of shadow drilled out of the stone road, jumped on the flying stream bluestone, shook his hand, and threw him into the weeds on the peak, and the ancient sword was inserted into the grass, piercing the corner of his clothes and shaking the sword body. Then he heard the sound of a bottle rolling in his ears, and he breathed a little low, recovering the strength of his arm through the operation of the eight veins.

As soon as Chu Rong'er raised her head, her eyes were empty, she hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes, and turned her head to look for it with her eyes open, but she couldn't even find a ghost. She rushed into the stone tomb and took out a moment of bright shark beads, held them in the palm of her hand, and looked for them in the dim stone corridor in front of her.

"Woo ......"