The ancients:

People breathe a breath, and the Buddha is a stick of incense.

Many people are fighting to get out of gas. Take this Wujing monk as an example, in order to avenge the hatred of decades ago, he silently pondered the plan of revenge!

It turned out that twenty years ago, after a scuffle between the Poison Hand Gate and the Divine Sword Gate, after Wujing Han Yi Buddhism, he was indeed disheartened and wanted to withdraw from the rivers and lakes from now on. However, let me ask the people of the world, whether they are monks or laymen, who does not have seven emotions and six desires? Wujing himself was injured by Fan Gui, the deputy sect leader of the Emei Sect, and his former good brothers were also killed.

When Wujing was fine, he thought about avenging himself and his brothers. However, his martial arts have not yet reached the level of Fan Gui, although his "Serial Ruthless Stick" is powerful in martial arts, but it is still a lot behind Fan Gui. If you really want to fight against Fan Gui, I'm afraid that you will lose in a dozen rounds.

In the past twenty years, Wujing has not forgotten the hatred with Fan Gui and the Divine Sword Gate, he has been practicing martial arts hard, looking forward to defeating Fan Gui one day.

A day before Zhining visited Wujing, someone suddenly visited. When Wujing opened the door, there was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a red coat and carrying a pair of double guns behind his back.

Wujing looked at this person and felt a little familiar, but he couldn't name who it was. The man hugged his fists and said, "Brother Liu has always been good, and the younger brother is polite!" As he spoke, the man bowed to Wujing.

Wujing hurriedly said: "Amitabha, don't dare to be, don't dare to be! Forgive the poor monk's clumsy eyes, donor, who are you?"

The man laughed and said, "Brother Liu, you are really a noble person who forgets things, I haven't seen you for more than 20 years, you really don't know your little brother?"

Wu Jing looked at it carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Are you Xiahou Daxia Xian brother?"

"Yes, it's me. ”

Xiahouda, the head of the firearms gate!

More than 100 years ago, there were only four sects and twelve factions and 64 sects in the martial arts world, and later Zhang Sanfeng, the martial arts genius of the Shaolin Sect, was born, and learned the martial arts of the Emei Sect, combined with the rigidity and softness of the two sects, created the Wudang Sect, established the Wudang School, and founded the Wudang 16 Sects.

More than 20 years ago, the outstanding disciples of the Western Sect, the two brothers Xiahouda and Xiahouteng, began to study firearms, and some new weapons developed shook the martial arts. Later, they set up their own door, the Firearms Gate. Xiahou became the head of the firearms door, and Xiahou Teng became the deputy head of the door.

Wujing was startled at first, and couldn't help but take a few steps back. Could it be that he came to hunt me down because of my betrayal of the sect?" Wujing thought to himself.

"Brother Liu, don't be nervous. Xiahouda smiled, "The junior brother has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, and this visit is to discuss something with you." ”

"Please. Wujing let Xiahouda into the house.

Xiahouda took a sip of the tea on the table and said, "Brother Liu, have you forgotten the battle between your Poison Hand Gate and the Divine Sword Sect twenty years ago?"

"No, I didn't. ”

"Well, when I heard the news, I was very sad. I don't want Brother Liu, you have a great life, a great creation, you have escaped a catastrophe, and you have become a monk at the iron rod gate, I am really happy for you!"

Wujing stared at Xiahouda and sneered: "Brother Xian, twenty years ago, you always talked around the bush, but now you are even more cunning!

"This ...... Okay, then I'll make it clear. ”

"Say it. ”

"Are you willing to avenge what you did twenty years ago?"

Wujing's eyes lit up and said, "How do you say this?"

"Recently, my brother Xiahou Teng and I have joined forces with the two masters of the Xiyang Gate to study putting gunpowder into weapons. But gunpowder is only suitable for putting in a hammer stick, but the hammer is too short, and it is easy to injure ourselves by putting gunpowder, so we decided to put gunpowder in a stick. Now, we have successfully developed it, but there is no one in the Lotus Sect who is good at making sticks, we think of you, Brother Liu, we have decided to give you this stick, as long as you use this stick, you will definitely be able to defeat Fan Gui!"

After hearing this, Wujing frowned and asked, "This stick is so powerful?"

"That's right, as long as the person using it touches the mechanism, the gunpowder on the stick will explode, and within a meter, it will be blown up. ”

At that time, this kind of power was already very powerful.

Wujing couldn't help but gasp, and it took a long time to speak: "You....... You're probably conditional. ”

Xiahouda smiled: "Indeed, after you kill Fan Gui, you will help me kill another person." ”

"Who is it?"

"Uncle Zhang, the head of the Flying Arrow Gate. ”

"What are you going to kill him for? It's a member of the Lotus Sect! ”

Xiahouda narrowed his eyes and said, "Brother Liu, this is our internal matter, so I won't worry about it." Just say, do you want revenge?"

Wujing nodded and said, "Okay, I'm willing to kill him." Where's that stick, though?"

"Oh, I forgot to say, this time the deputy head of the Western Gate, the 'Western Swordsman' Hou Peng, also came with me, he and I lived in a shop room at the bottom of the mountain, and the stick was there with him. Brother Liu, it's not early, I'll go down the mountain and go back to the store, and I will definitely visit Hou Peng tomorrow morning. ”

After that, Xiahou Dafei went to the room, performed light skills, and left the Jingxin Temple.

The next day, Xiahouda and Hou Peng came to Wujing with gunpowder sticks. Within a few minutes of them entering the house, Monk Zhining arrived.

The two hurriedly hid behind the screen, and when Zhining wanted to take a look, Hou Peng suddenly jumped out and shot two hidden arrows.

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Zhining stood up, jumped into the courtyard, pointed at Wujing and said, "Senior brother, why did you assassinate Senior Brother?

"I ...... This ......" Wujing was a little anxious and speechless.

Xiahouda glared at the side and said, "Brother Liu, what are you afraid of? Isn't it Zhining's old bald donkey? No matter how powerful his protective qigong is, he is definitely not our opponent!"

Xiahouda and Hou Peng picked up their weapons and wanted to go up to besiege Zhining. Wujing stopped the two and said, "You wait for a while, Zhining and I have been brothers for twenty years, wait for me to finish speaking." ”

Zhi Ning shouted: "Senior brother, are you still a thief?"

Wujing smiled bitterly: "Senior brother, I'll tell the truth now." As the saying goes, 'a man breathes, a Buddha is a stick of incense' Twenty years ago, Fan Gui killed so many of my good brothers, and I almost died at his hands. Although I am now in the Buddhist sect and have no quarrel with the world, if I don't avenge this revenge, it will be inhuman! These two behind me can help me defeat Fan Gui and the revenge of the snow back then! Senior brother, I know that you are upright and will never allow me to take revenge, but the poor monk still hopes that my senior brother can understand me. ”

Zhi Ning sneered: "Senior brother, I can understand you. However, as a disciple of Buddhism, you should see through the red dust and settle the grievances of his year. What's more, you stayed with these scum of the martial arts and discussed doing such an evil thing. I really regret that I didn't slaughter your evil beast back then! I'm afraid you won't let go of the poor monk today, come and come, whoever comes, I will send him to see the Buddha with one palm!"

Wujing slowly closed his eyes, a few tears flowed from his eyes, and said, "Senior brother, do you really want to be like this?"

Zhining didn't feel good in his heart, and said with a wry smile: "Come on!"

Saying that, Zhining walked through the door and strided, and the dantian would be energetic, which would cause a bloody battle in the Jingxin Temple!

Predict how this big victory will be, and listen to the next breakdown!

Author's note: The old artist Shan Tianfang passed away on September 11th, thank you for the old artist's inspiration to me and this book, go all the way!