CHAPTER XXXIV

The monk in the darkness grabbed Wen Renxing's sword with one hand, and the other hand had already slashed over, and the movements of these two hands were completed at the same time.

When Wen Renxing's consciousness gradually disappeared, he saw the two of them vomiting blood and falling to the ground, while the monk was still standing unscathed, and the blade in Wei Shujin's hand had already been bent and deformed, becoming the appearance of a scimitar.

"What kind of monster is this......" Bai Xiyue covered his mouth to prevent his voice from coming out.

Fan Shijin was also very helpless, thinking that the addition of Uncle Wei should be like a tiger's wings, but he never thought that he would encounter a hard bone here.

However, the low sound of the blade did not stop, and a sharp blade flew towards the monk, and the sharp blade continued to rotate in the air, and the speed was extremely fast, not like it had just been thrown.

The monk in the black robe didn't care about this move, he stretched out his arm at will and flicked the blade away, and the flying blade was caught by a black shadow, the black shadow picked up the blade and slashed towards the monk's dead end, at this time Liu Cong also jumped over, the black shadow and Liu Cong planned to have a star and moon exchange, the two sharp blades were like agreed, and they cut it together, first a blow from the black shadow, the monk blocked the blow, lifted a leg and swept over, and the black shadow disappeared. Liu Cong's blow attacked again, the blade and the thick arm opposite, this arm is not only thick, but also looks very heavy, the sword touched the arm, shocked Liu Cong's hand numb, the monk soon appeared behind a black shadow, the black shadow just wanted to make a move and was noticed by the monk, just when the monk was ready to deal with the black shadow, the sword that was previously knocked away came back, and Liu Cong attacked again, this time it was a three-sided attack, but the monk's body was like being able to sense itself, dodging and dodging all the sword moves, and then a swastika light seal was shot out from the monk's palm, this time Liu Cong really didn't react, did not stand firm and took two steps back, and spit white water while pushing back, this swastika shock is shocked to the heart and lungs.

When he slapped the palm, the monk was still chanting: "Mida mantra!"

"What is your purpose?" asked Uncle Wei, clutching his chest.

The monk smiled and said, "You haven't fully bloomed yet, it's because I appear in the wrong order, and the order of this story should be reversed." ”

"Who are you?" asked Liu Cong.

The black-robed monk rearranged his robe, and when he looked closer, he realized that it was very old, and could be regarded as an antique object.

"The name of this monk [Interpretation] is the inheritance of the name of the previous generation of Dongjue Temple Emperor Mito. Shakti withdrew his two stout arms into his robe.

After the death of each generation of Emperor Mida, he will look for the reincarnation of Mida in a radius of 100 miles, and this monk appeared at almost the same time as the previous generation of Mida.

The path of Mida is profound, and before he dies, he knows the destiny of heaven, and then he will order the monks in the temple to go out of the temple to find the born child who coincides with the time of his death. Every time you find a reincarnated child, there will be a little error in time, so most of these children inherit the one-word Dharma name "Shi" of the previous Mito, and will not inherit the full name, but the person who is standing in front of Liu Cong and others at this moment inherits the complete Dharma name.

Lying on the ground, Wen Renxing and Wei Shujin can see the breath of this relief, that is white and pure qi, without a trace of other color pollution, pure and flawless and powerful, this is the Qi of Yuan Heng, this Qi is extremely rare, originally a person of the very righteous path, the Qi that can only be achieved by years of cultivation, it contains the characteristics of all Qi, if the power of other Qi is ten, then this Qi of Yuan Heng can have the power of eight points of other Qi, so it is more difficult to practice, and it needs to be proficient in all aspects, even if it is a wrong step, this pure white Qi will immediately change color, and change to other colors of Qi, and it will no longer be so pure and flawless white, is no longer the qi of Yuanheng, but has become other qualities, and can no longer be turned back to the white of Yuanheng's qi, which is the reason why the qi of Yuanheng is rare.

"The second stage of divine consciousness, the second stage of divine consciousness, the first stage of soul consciousness..."Shi Yin pointed at the three people in front of him with his hand and said their skills.

At this time, Liu Cong knew that his soul consciousness was different from his divine consciousness, although he didn't know where the difference was, but there was a difference in the name, which in itself must be very different.

"And you... You... If I hadn't helped you that day, you would have been devoured. Shi Yin pointed at Liu Cong, and then added: "I'm waiting for you..."

At this time, Liu Cong felt that his body was shaken, and his heart was beating rapidly, as if he was about to jump out of his body, Liu Cong hurriedly reached out to cover the direction of his heart, wanting him to stop, and he was even more afraid that it would accidentally jump out. It turned out that the picture that appeared that day was not a dream, but everything that really happened, and the black and gold robe that flashed by at that time was actually the monk in front of him.

"Are you going to let us go?" Liu Cong shouted at the monk's back.

"You can just get back to the city as soon as possible. "Explanation is no longer a word.

Liu Cong glanced at Wen Renxing, Wen Renxing nodded, and then Liu Cong turned his head to look at Wei Shujin, who also nodded.

"I promise you that I will not leave Xiapi today. Liu knew from this time that this was the only way to live.

The monk didn't intend to continue his move, and took a step to leave.

"How many paragraphs of divine consciousness do you have?" Liu Cong said one more sentence, even if he lost, he had to lose reasonably.

After dusting off his body, after taking a few steps, he stopped and turned back and said, "Six sections! It doesn't hurt to tell you, when this monk was born, he was already six stages." ”

With that, the monk walked away and disappeared in front of everyone.

Only the jaw-dropping crowd remained, messed up in the wind.

Uncle Wei broke the silence first, got up and said, "It's so dangerous that I got off the horse before, otherwise my horse would be buried here." ”

"It's good that you're all right!" Bai Xiyue didn't know when he had climbed out of the carriage.

"Bai Tongmen, why are you cowering in the car?" asked Liu Cong.

Bai Xiyue didn't want to say anything, but after thinking about it, he decided to say a few words, and said: "If I make a rash move, I won't be holding back a few people! If something goes wrong, I will have to carry this black cauldron." ”

"Don't talk about this little brother, I'm almost hell here. ”

After Wei Shujin finished speaking, he took out his blade, and the blade had become a scimitar, and he couldn't even take the scabbard back.

Fan Shijin and Xiong Jingchong looked out the window in the carriage, and they were also frightened, covering their eyes every time they were in danger, for fear that this bloody scene would appear in front of them.

"Let's turn around and go back!" Fan Shijin sighed and patted the soil on his body again.

The group was walking on the side of the road surrounded by rivers and lakes, and the situation was good, but because of the previous defeat, several people had no intention of enjoying the scenery on the side of the road, and they were all depressed and looked listless. There was nothing to say all the way, it seemed that he was thinking about something, Uncle Wei said hello and led the horse to the river next to the lake by the roadside, the weeping willow was clear and clear, the breeze blew the lake for a while, and the branches of the weeping willow danced in the wind, everything was in the form of the quiet years.

The red horse began to lick the lake by the lake, and with the sound of the water, the ripples rippled from here to there, and from time to time a dragonfly touched the water with its little hands, and soon flew away again, just like a child frolicking in the lake.

Wei Shujin was touching the horse on the side, thinking about other things, he had only been able to travel with this for a few places, and this accident came one after another, it was hard to imagine how these people came over before. Thinking of this, Uncle Wei pulled open his shirt, wanting to see the wound just now, he could clearly see that there was a bruise on Uncle Wei's chest, if it weren't for his deep internal strength, he gathered his qi here, and shortened the power of the punch, otherwise he would have been shocked by the power of the fist and cut off the meridians, I'm afraid he would be on the way to the underground by now.

And Wen Renxing didn't get any better, under the cover of the cloak, there was a miserable white face, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth from time to time, but it was quickly wiped away by him. Although it is the same as Wei Shujin's divine sense rank, but the experience is too far away, even if Wen Renxing is a genius, it is difficult to compare with Wei Shujin's decades of experience, Wei Shujin has dissolved a lot of fist power, but Wen Renxing is obviously not so lucky, a punch is slammed on himself, this punch made him unable to stand up at that time, the originally sleepy Wen Renxing was in a more complicated mood at this time, he couldn't figure out what went wrong, and he couldn't figure out why he had failed so badly again and again.

In fact, there is nothing strange about it, for a person who is born with six levels of divine consciousness, the second stage of divine consciousness is undoubtedly like a child in his eyes, and it is estimated that the monk has room to start. The explanation is the same age as Wen Renxing, and in the past twenty years, these six stages of divine consciousness have not advanced further, which shows how difficult it is to advance divine consciousness. Just looking at Wen Renxing, he has already comprehended the second stage at a young age, and Wei Shujin, who is the same rank as him, has not yet reached the third stage when he is about to enter the age of forty! The difficulty of Shu Dao is difficult to reach the blue sky, the difficulty of divine consciousness, and the difficulty of becoming an immortal! I have climbed to the top of the mountain, into the clouds, I thought that the road should be smooth, but I never thought that there are ten steps in front of me to climb, this high ladder is not an ordinary person can cross in one step, the high step is bigger, greater than the giant's boasting step can not reach, how big the giant is, analogous to the Kunpeng, and the size of the day by day Kuafu, is this ladder for people to climb? Yes or no, the ladder is already in front of you, climb or not, it will not disappear because of this.

"Brother Fan... Brother Wenren seems to be a little uncomfortable. Liu whispered in Fan Shijin's ear.

Before the two of them could finish speaking, the Wenren star fell down with a thud.

"Brother Wei, borrow a horse!" Liu Cong shouted towards Uncle Wei by the lake.

Seeing this, Uncle Wei hurriedly led the horse and ran over, lifted Wen Renxing and put it on the horse's back, how did this Wei Shujin know that this Wen Renxing would make such a mistake, this punch was enough, the whole person was constantly sweating, his face was getting whiter and whiter, his brows were tightly locked, and his mouth was still muttering something.

"It's also a middle fist, why is this Brother Wei okay?" Fan Shijin stepped forward and asked.

"After I used all my strength to slash, I saw that the monk was unscathed, so I quickly gathered my strength to defend. ”

After saying that, this Uncle Wei opened his clothes, and several people saw the marks on his chest, which was very scary.

"I'll hurry into the city to find a doctor, I think this smell should be caused by an untimely response. Fan Shijin's tone was a little worried.

"I think it's okay, Brother Wei rode a horse and took Wen Renxing to the medical hall in the city. ”

Xiong Jingchong looked at this Wei Shujin's chest like this, not to mention the injury of this Wenrenxing.

"What I said is reasonable! I'll go first, and I'll meet at the city medicine hall later!" Wei Shujin didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly rode on his horse.

Then Uncle Wei rode away on horseback and galloped towards Xiapi City, leaving only Liu Cong and the others to look worriedly in the direction of the distance.

Wen Renxing, who was in a coma, came to the gate of the Sword Sect again, the Sword Sect does not have a mountain gate, and its location is not on the mountain, but the entrance of several sword mounds is in front of him, and the sword mound is also called the tomb where the sword is buried, and it is the place where all the waste swords are piled up, but there are thirteen unawakened swords here.