An ox cart slowly travels along the path in the woods by the river. The river beside the road is murmuring, the willows are like smoke, and the grass is green.

However, Qin Qing, who was sitting outside the carriage with a whip and driving the car, had no intention of appreciating this beautiful spring scenery, and she had palpitations when she thought of this trip to the Little Lotus Secret Realm.

In the carriage behind Qin Qing, Yun Fei and Han Fengge were lying side by side. Yun Fei's injuries were extremely serious, and although the wounds had been bandaged and his clothes had been changed again, blood was still oozing from the huge knife wound that had slashed through his chest. Compared with Yun Fei, Han Fengge's condition was slightly better, and the broken ribs in his chest were no longer in serious trouble, but he didn't know why he had been asleep.

Sang Sang sat in the carriage and watched the two of them in a daze, she would never forget the Han Fengge who stood in front of her again and would rather resist the hateful monk than dodge it.

It had been two days since the four of them escaped from the Little Lotus Secret Realm. In fact, the only people who survived in that secret realm were the four Han Fengge in front of them, Cheng Jian, the smiling old man's apprentices Liu Xuanfeng and Liu Mofeng, and the Hongguang monk who almost killed Han Fengge, while the other monks who entered the secret realm to hunt for treasures were forever left in the Little Lotus Secret Realm, which had turned into ruins in Lei Ze.

At that time, Han Fengge dragged his seriously injured body, and after swinging a sword with all his might, he passed out. The monk Hongguang, who was cut through his robe by Han Fengge's sword, finally became really angry, and with a wave of the Zen staff full of murderous intent, he was about to take the life of this young man who repeatedly refused him and robbed him of his treasure.

Just when the Zen staff fell and Sang Sang was powerless to rescue, a black shadow appeared in front of Han Fengge and blocked the fatal blow for him.

The staff slammed into the shadow, and with a 'poof' sound, it seemed to hit a loose but extremely resilient dough. The black shadow not only blocked the staff but also enveloped it, and the staff snorted in the corrosive black shadow.

Monk Hongguang, who felt that the Buddha light on the Zen staff was slowly fading by the black shadow, was shocked and pulled out the Zen staff with all his might. The black shadow writhed and turned into Cheng Jian, who was pale from the hasty delivery of a heavy blow.

Hongguang looked at Cheng Jian and said disdainfully: "It turns out that you are the guy who sneaks around and sees people along the way." Cheng Jian, who was pale and bloody, just stared at him coldly, ignoring his words.

Hongguang looked at him and continued: "Although the little monk has lived in the Western Buddha Land for a long time, he has also heard about some of the top figures among the young people in Middle Earth, and I know that Yun Fei, who makes the sword very powerful, but with your cultivation, he didn't appear at the last Dao Conference, isn't it because he was born to be a lowly seed who can't see the light?"

Cheng Jian finally stopped being indifferent when he heard him say this: "I didn't go to the last Dao Conference because I was killing people and didn't have time. Maybe I still won't be able to go to this conference. ”

Monk Hongguang was curious: "Oh?

Cheng Jian looked at him as if he was looking at a dead man: "Because I may be busy killing you this time, I shouldn't be free." ”

Monk Hongguang smiled: "Oh, it seems that you don't know who the little monk is. The ignorant are fearless, and if the ignorant makes a mistake, the Buddha will forgive him, so let the little monk send you to see the Buddha. ”

Cheng Jian did not relax in the face of the Hongguang monk who was very angry in front of him. At the same time as Hongguang's words fell, the shadow sword in Cheng Jian's hand waved lightly, and even the people and the sword disappeared into the night. Monk Hongguang was very curious about Cheng Jian's sudden disappearance, and just as he looked around hoping to find out Cheng Jian through clues, a black shadow appeared behind him, and a dark sword in the black shadow stabbed him in the back silently.

Feeling the sneak attack of that sword, Hongguang chuckled, and the golden light on his body flashed, and an ancient bell phantom shrouded him. 'Dang' The shadow sword stabbed the ancient bell with a loud sound, but it couldn't pierce half a minute. Cheng Jian had seen the Hongguang monk's body protection supernatural powers, and knew the power of the Arhat Golden Bell, so he withdrew the sword in time without waiting for the Buddhist scripture inscriptions on the ancient bell to circulate, and the human sword disappeared in an instant.

Monk Hongguang smiled helplessly: "You are a slippery loach, but do you think that you will not be able to find you if you hide the little monk?"

Cheng Jian snorted coldly when he heard his words, and a black mist spread rapidly from the place where the sound came from, and it didn't take long for the entire Zen temple to fall into darkness completely.

From time to time, there was the sound of clanging and the muffled snort of the Hongguang monk in the darkness. Finally, the monk Hongguang, who couldn't bear it anymore, shouted: "Amitabha! I can't see the light of things, since you like to hide, then let the little monk and I take care of you! The Buddha's light shines!"

The Hongguang Zen staff in the darkness was slammed, the entire Zen courtyard was shaken, and a circle of golden Buddha light spread from the Zen staff to all sides, dispelling the darkness of the sky, illuminating the courtyard clearly, so that Cheng Jian in the hidden darkness had nowhere to hide. Standing in front of Han Fengge under the light of the Buddha, Cheng Jian's body sneered with black gas, trembling all over, and the Buddha's light was about melting and evaporating.

Monk Hongguang shouted: "Amitabha! Evil animal! Look at what else you can do under the light of this Buddha! Why don't you quickly tie your hands and arrest it?"

Cheng Jian, who was trembling, tried his best to stabilize his figure, and the shadow sword in his hand was slowly raised, squeezing out from between his teeth word by word: "Black, dark, devour!"

Just when Cheng Jian was about to perform the desperate secret technique left by this ancient demon general and wanted to die with Monk Hongguang, one palm was put on his shoulder, and the lightning flashed on that palm, and Cheng Jian only felt numb and lost consciousness.

'Han Fengge', who didn't know when he woke up from a coma, held Cheng Jian and handed it to Sang Sang behind him to take care of.

'Han Fengge' looked at Monk Hongguang coldly and said, "You should thank me, although with his cultivation, he can't fully display that secret technique, but there is more than one Buddhist saint who has died under this dark devouring secret technique, not to mention you, a half-Arhat Jin Zhong." ”

Monk Hongguang obviously felt that the young man in front of him seemed to be a different person, and the cold decay and vicissitudes in this person's eyes were definitely not what this young man should have. Although he keenly felt that the guy in front of him was extremely dangerous, Hongguang was confident that in this Little Lotus Secret Realm, even those top people in the middle would not be able to do anything to him.

The confident Hongguang monk said to the 'Han Fengge' in front of him: "Who are you?

Han Fengge smiled lightly: "God, saint, then you look down on me too much." Are the current Buddhist disciples so impolite? I don't know how to bow when I see my elders. ”

Monk Hongguang's face was flushed by his words: "Little thing, the tongue is clever, if you want the little monk to salute, then you have to see how many catties and taels Your Excellency has!"

After saying that, he used his Buddhist supernatural powers, and a cloud of golden light popped out of his fingers to surround 'Han Fengge', intending to trap him in place.

Seeing that he was using such magical powers, Han Fengge just smiled contemptuously, stretched out a finger in his right hand and lightly touched on one of the golden lights, a trace of thunder flashed, followed by thunder light, and the thunder light continued to flicker between those balls of light, and the sound of bursting in the Zen courtyard was heard endlessly, and in a moment, all the balls of light in the courtyard were destroyed.

'Han Fengge' looked at the shocked Hongguang monk and said, "Let me show you what the real Lei Ze is!" As soon as his words fell, thunder began to flicker in the sky of the entire Little Lotus Secret Realm. Ten thousand heavenly thunderbolts continued to fall from the sky, turning this place into a piece of thunder.

When the first thunder fell, Monk Hongguang had already begun to flee for his life. The magical escape technique of Buddhism at the end of the world made his figure constantly flash in all corners of the secret realm, and every time he appeared, a heavenly thunder would fall.

Driven by the thunder, the monk Hongguang fled in a panic to the door of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, just at the moment when he just came out of the front of the temple, a snowy sword light rushed out of the hall and slashed at his body, in the huge roar of the sword light and the monk's body protection supernatural power collided together, the ancient bell phantom that had been covering Hongguang's body shattered in response.

The monk Hongguang, whose divine power was injured by the broken divine soul, spat out blood and flew out.

Monk Hongguang, who was seriously injured by a knife, said sadly and indignantly: "Why did the seniors fall into the well and couldn't get along with the little monk?"

Liu Xuanfeng, who was standing with a knife in the middle of the palace gate, said coldly: "Why?

Monk Hongguang, who was severely injured and fell to the ground after being broken to protect his body, could no longer escape the thunder that fell from the sky and was about to hit the top of his head.

Just when he had closed his eyes and was about to die, a phantasm of the Buddha standing on the lotus platform appeared in the sky in the secret realm, which was the legendary Guru Padmasambhava who had passed away 10,000 years ago.

A white lotus petal fell off from the lotus platform on its own, covering Hongguang's body to block the thunder that kept falling from the sky for him.

Standing on the lotus platform, Padmasambhava Chong stood still in the Zen Temple, but the thunder flashed in his eyes, 'Han Fengge' said: "Senior is angry, please let his subordinates spare him." ”

'Han Fengge' was not surprised by Padmasambhava's appearance: "Oh, you hid when your disciple killed someone, and when I killed him, you ran out and pleaded for mercy?"

Na Padmasambhava cheekily said, "Originally, everything in this secret realm was reserved for those juniors, and as for whether they can take it alive or not, it depends on their luck." It's just that the seniors arrived, and Padmasambhava naturally appeared to meet him. ”

'Han Fengge' snorted coldly and didn't speak, but the thunder in the sky gradually stopped. It's just that there are only some ruins left in the secret realm, and most of the monks who entered it have been turned into ashes in the previous heavenly thunder. ”

Padmasambhava didn't feel distressed when he looked at the destroyed Great Compassion Temple, and said to 'Han Fengge': "What else do the seniors have to say?"

Han Fengge ignored him, but turned around and said to Sang Sang, who was silently frightened, and said, "I can't imagine that after so many years, I can still meet you in this world." ”

Ming Ruo Sangsang was originally a little afraid of the fierce 'Han Fengge' in front of him, but when he touched his head, there was a sense of intimacy, as if she had been held in her arms by such a guy a long, long time ago and gently played with her head.

'Han Fengge' patted Sang Sang's cheek lightly and didn't say anything, probably because he was watching her 'all the time', so he didn't have to tell anything.

'Han Fengge' turned to Padmasambhava, who was waiting there, and said, "It's nothing to do with you, you can go back." ”

The Padmasambhava in the air said, "Padmasambhava is retiring." After saying that, he disappeared into the sky, and along with him, there was also the Hongguang monk on the ground.