It was noon, and it was the height of summer, and it was supposed to be very hot. However, the climate of Bashu is unique, there is often drizzle at night to relieve the heat, and it is located in the mountains and forests, and the occasional breeze blows, which is very pleasant.

Hearing that the next generation of the descendants of the Buddha and the demon will face off here, the courtyard was filled with onlookers after a while.

Such a grand event can be encountered but not sought, so everyone stands still and does not dare to make the slightest sound.

The concubine stood obliquely with her sword in her hand, her mind was as quiet as a clear spring, reflecting the quieter surroundings.

"Senior Sister Wanwan's mind is really exquisite, although Concubine Xuan's learning is all on the sword, this time she is willing to sacrifice her life to accompany her!"

With a "poof", the concubine cleanly inserted the sword into the hilt and lost it behind her back. An aura like a person descending from the fairy palace rushed to her face, and she flew up and launched a direct attack on Wan Wan's location.

"Amitabha, Lord Mo Shi really has great wisdom. In the open space not far away, Mo Xiaolou was watching the battle intently, and Master Mantra appeared beside him at some point, clasped his hands together, and praised Mo Xiaolou.

"This time it is thanks to the Buddha's flowers. ”

"Oh?" Manyan's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be quite surprised that Mo Xiaolou could respond with the Buddha's sharp edge, and after a pause, he smiled and said: "The donor has a deep Buddha heart, so that he can obtain the enlightenment of the Mahakasya, which is good." Donor, you really ......"

"Master, who do you think is more powerful, Concubine Xuan or Wanwan?"

Mo Xiaolou was afraid that he would say that you have a relationship with Buddhism again, so he hurriedly interrupted Master Shingon's words.

Master Mantra was very helpless about Mo Xiaolou's blunt transfer of the topic, but he was not stunned, and commented seriously:

"The two babies are both geniuses, but they are still young, and they can't comprehend the essence of the exercises yet...... The breath of the axe is too heavy. However, one of these two babies is good at double-edged and the other is good at swordsmanship, and they are slightly inferior in fist and foot kung fu, which is also natural...... Huh?"

When the mantra spoke, the finger strength of the concubine Xuan and Wan Wan collided hard, but the result was that the concubine suddenly flew back, and an unnatural red appeared on her face, obviously suffering a small loss.

Master Mantra shook his eyebrows, and said unexpectedly: "Stacking strength? No, stacking strength pays attention to the connection of divine consciousness and continuous strength, and the method of this move seems to be more subtle." Hah, wonderful...... Although it is simple and subtle, it does have an unrivaled momentum, which is really an eye-opener for the old man! Master Mo, I'm afraid this trick has something to do with your pre-battle opportunity, right?"

"The master's eyes are like torches. This method of exerting strength is indeed taught below. ”

"Inch strength? That's a fitting name. ”

"Wan'er is indeed a genius, I just told her some key power skills, and she immediately drew inferences from one case and applied the inch strength method to the true qi. This time, with mental calculations or unintentional, the concubine was afraid that she was going to lose. ”

"Not necessarily. ”

As if to confirm the words of the master of mantra, the master concubine pointed to the sword and skillfully pointed out. This is wonderful in terms of angle, arc and trajectory, but it is the integration of her best color and air swordsmanship into her finger power, and she successfully regained the disadvantage of her lack of fist and foot skills.

"That's a little interesting, but it's not enough!" Wan Wan snorted, using her superb light skills, flew up, and struck in the air.

Moreover, she also learned the same, and in an instant, she also realized the way to refer to the dagger. She is now using a dagger in her left hand, and her right hand is attacking with strength, stabbing at the wrist of the concubine.

Shi Fei Xuan had no choice but to change her moves, switching from offense to defense, and her cross arm blocked and shocked, shaking Wan Wan's left hand away.

At this time, Wan Wan's crisp voice sounded at the same time, but it was at this critical moment of the competition that directly broke their previous plan: "Are you still waiting to use the sword code to break my Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa, you have miscalculated." ”

Fan Qinghui, who was hidden under the tree in the distance, heard this, and his face changed slightly.

She first looked at the truth, saw Mo Xiaolou standing on the side, stared at it, and saw that he also happened to look back, with a confident face, and immediately thought that he must have seen through his plan.

Under the white hat, the corners of her mouth curved into a perfect arc, and she chuckled:

"Interesting. ”

Suddenly, her figure flickered, and she stood in the middle of the battlefield in an instant. With her as the center, a cold aura covered the audience, and the entire Luohan Hall suddenly felt a chill rising from the soles of their feet, and the weak ones shivered even more coldly.

"Stop. ”

Her voice was cold and indifferent, without sadness or joy, but with a natural condescension. The words spoken were like magic, so that Wan Wan and Shi Fei Xuan stopped at the same time.

"Senior Sister Zhu, this chess is a bad move, Qinghui admits defeat. ”

Mo Xiaolou was stunned, he never thought that this woman would be so decisive, once the result was out of his control, he would even save the process, and directly abort the duel, without dragging his feet.

To her, it seems that if she is out of her control, she loses.

As Fan Qinghui's words fell, another woman wearing a black hat suddenly appeared.

"Master, you're coming!" Wan Wan didn't care so much, and when she saw this woman, she cried out in surprise. Three or two steps rushed over and fell into her arms.

The person who came was Zhu Yuyan, the queen of yin.

"Fan Qinghui. After all these years, you really haven't changed at all. ”

Touching Wan Wan's hair, the sound of the Heavenly Demon swept through the audience, coming from all directions and pouring into everyone's ears. For those who are a little weaker, they suddenly feel a buzzing in their heads.

"Needless to say. Since you lose, Qinghui will keep her promise, and you will take it away. It's good to go, but not to send. ”

Simple, direct, desireless, ruthless, and extremely strong desire to control.

This is Mo Xiaolou's first impression of Fan Qinghui.

This kind of character, coupled with her current status as the master of Cihang Jingzhai and her own superb martial arts...... Terrible woman!

"Your unobtrusive style is the only thing that doesn't annoy you. Zhu Yuyan ignored the little girl beside her and looked at Mo Xiaolou reluctantly, and with a wave of her hand, the two had disappeared in place, leaving only the fragrance.

Seeing that the old enemy had left, Fan Qinghui turned his head to stare at Mo Xiaolou, his lips moved slightly, and he said:

"Come with me to the apse. ”

With an ordinary sentence, Mo Xiaolou's heart trembled suddenly, and then an inexplicable fear arose! Fear like a natural enemy! Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a whirlwind of the sky, and then looked at the surrounding courtyard walls as if they were alive, twisting and squeezing like Mo Xiaolou, like a giant hand slowly holding himself in his palm.

After a period of suffocation and suffocation, Mo Xiaolou looked around again, and there was only an inch of space left.

This woman has a good eye, but she is an incompetent person who needs the protection of a little girl, how can she fight her, it is better to give up......

"A thousand methods, the same inch. All the phases of the catastrophe are always in the heart. Amitabha. ”

A Buddha horn sounded in Mo Xiaolou's mind like a morning bell and a dusk drum, and his whole body was shaken, like waking up from a dream, only to find that the surrounding walls, along with the various negative emotions such as powerlessness and fear that had arisen in his heart before, had disappeared.

Mo Xiaolou gasped, shocked in his heart. With his current mental strength, coupled with the cruel mental training he has undergone, he has unknowingly fallen into the Tao.

"Thank you, Master. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and at this moment, he was finally truly grateful to Master Shingon. Don't underestimate his Buddha roar, if not. Fang Cai Mo Xiaolou is likely to be immersed in the negative emotions set by Fan Qinghui and unable to extricate himself, even if it will not hurt his life, he will plant the impression that he is absolutely invincible to Fan Qinghui in the depths of his soul, leaving a fatal flaw!

"Good, the old man is just a point, and the layman can save himself. Master Mantra stroked his white beard and looked at Mo Xiaolou's eyes with more and more appreciation.

Mo Xiaolou's fists clenched, and it was the first time in the past few months that he was so angry. When you meet for the first time, you have to cut off your future, Fan Qinghui, you really have you!

The grievance in his heart strengthened his previous thoughts, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile, he looked at Fan Qinghui's disappearing back with interest, and walked towards the apse with firm steps.

"Donor, between the Dao fetus and the demon seed, there is mutual restraint, and you should be careful. Amitabha...... Do you need the old man to come with you?"

"Thank you, Master, but in this monastery, I don't think she will do anything to me. ”

"Amitabha. The donor remembered not to follow her out of the temple. ”