"Can a pen kill?" Wang Xizhi slammed his hand, looking at Mrs. Wei with a shocked expression, at this moment he had even forgotten that not far away, there were hundreds of foreign cavalry menacing.

Mrs. Wei was still calm and relaxed, staring at the white paper in front of her with star-like eyes, and her right hand holding the pen gently brushed in the inkstone, like a spring willow branch brushing through a river of spring water.

At the same time, Wang Xizhi also heard Mrs. Wei's faint voice: "My teacher once told me that I can use the author to take ten thousand kinds of images, and every stroke can communicate all things in heaven and earth. ”

"Husband, the array. The author, the scabbard is also ...... In recent years, I have been enlightened by my teacher, and in this "Pen Array", I will teach you the eight methods of the word 'Yong' today!" Mrs. Wei's voice continued to sound, and the Zihao pen in her hand had already fallen on the paper.

Wang Xizhi's eyes looked intently at the trend of the purple pen in Mrs. Wei's hand, and in the middle of that stroke, it fell into Wang Xizhi's eyes as if he had seen a change in everything.

There are thousands of miles of clouds......

There is a peak falling rock......

There is a long live withered vine......

There is a strong bow and a strong crossbow......

There is a thunderstorm and a crashing wave......

It's just that these thousands of weather, in the end, formed an ordinary word 'Yong' on the paper.

After the writing of this word was completed, Mrs. Wei took a light breath on the paper, and then waved her left hand lightly on the paper, and a fragrant breeze blew, and the paper with the word Yong fluttered up, flew out of the carriage, and then drew an elegant arc in the air.

The higher you fly, the farther you drift away......

The alien cavalry was less than a hundred feet away from the ox-cart, and the hundreds of torches illuminated the vicinity, reflecting the blond-haired and blue-eyed men, like a pack of bloodthirsty hungry wolves in the dark night.

Just as these cavalry were about to approach the ox cart, the piece of paper on which Mrs. Wei had written the word Yongzi also floated over the group of cavalry.

Suddenly, the light on the paper shone brightly, as if a bright star had risen, and the light became stronger and stronger, and in an instant it shone on the night sky for thousands of miles, and in an instant the entire northern land was like day.

A bright word 'Yong' hung in the sky like a bright moon, and the soldiers of the Qiang people also subconsciously raised their heads to look at the sky vision, and the cavalry team that was originally marching fast also stopped in place.

Xie An stood in front of the ox cart with his sword in front of him, and he was already stunned to see which radiant Yongzi in the sky.

Wang Xizhi also poked his head out of the carriage, his eyes full of anticipation and longing.

Mrs. Wei's words, as well as this miraculous word, opened a new door for Wang Xizhi, and behind this door is a Tao worth pursuing all his life.

The word Yong appeared in the sky, emitting light, and soon changed again.

I saw that the point on the word Yong changed into a boulder in the sky, and then the boulder continued to differentiate, and instantly became tens of thousands.

One turned into a cloud, and then spread horizontally to both sides, and the cloud rolled and lined up, like a marching formation.

There was another fold, turning into countless strong bows and crossbows, arrows flying crossbows and thousands of arrows at once, like locusts covering the sky.

A pinch, like a crashing wave, seems to sweep the heavens and the earth.

These scenes of Vientiane that Wang Xizhi felt in Mrs. Wei's pen before have really evolved at this moment.

A single word manifested all kinds of miraculous scenes, and then the boulders, arrows, thunder, and huge waves all fell from the sky.

In an instant, the word Yongzi had disappeared, and the original menacing cavalry of the Qiang people were also gone, as if they had never appeared.

The eternal word that illuminates the sky, as well as all kinds of visions, only appear for a moment, although most people are not aware of these, but such a huge change is still perceived by a few people.

"Keep going. Mrs. Wei gently rested her left hand on the desk in front of her, and said with a slight tiredness in her voice.

Wang Xizhi and Xie An forcibly suppressed the excitement in their hearts, put down their long swords, continued to pull the reins, and slowly started the ox cart.

"The donor has created such a killing, do you want to leave it all at once?" The old ox who pulled the cart had just taken a few steps when another voice came from the dark night sky.

As this voice appeared, Wang Xizhi and Xie An both heard a footstep from the back of the ox cart, which walked very slowly, and it seemed that each step was extremely steady before taking the second step.

The curtain of the carriage was gently lifted by Mrs. Wei, and when the voice sounded, she also got up and walked out of the carriage.

Mrs. Wei looked behind, although it was still dark between heaven and earth, but in her eyes there was a bald monk in his fifties, but this monk was not a common monk, but an authentic Han man.

When she saw the appearance of this Han monk, Mrs. Wei's face suddenly became ugly,

Zhu Shixing..... You still have the face to go back to Middle-earth?" After seeing the appearance of the visitor, Mrs. Wei said in an unkind tone.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's Dharma number is the Eight Precepts, there is no Zhu Shixing in this world!" The voice just now continued to come out of the night, the sound was getting closer and closer, and when the last sentence was finished, the monk was already standing less than a foot away from the ox cart.

"Does the donor recognize the poor monk?" Zhu Shixing had already appeared in front of Mrs. Wei and Wang Xizhi Xie An, and he also looked at Mrs. Wei with some curiosity.

"In the second year of Jiaping, Your Excellency took the stage in Luoyang White Horse Temple. On that day, the Buddha light was in the sky above the White Horse Temple, and the Sanskrit sound was endless. That year, I went back to Luoyang to worship my teacher, and I happened to see your Excellency from afar. Mrs. Wei clenched the Zihao pen in her hand, recalling a scene many years ago in her mind.

Zhu Shixing nodded slightly, showing a look of sudden realization, he almost forgot that although it had been decades since he was ordained a monk at this time, his appearance was still exactly the same as that time.

"Zhu Shixing, as a Han Chinese, but you want to stand out for these aliens, you are really a person who has forgotten his ancestors. If it is said that killing them is a sin, then it is natural for countless Han people to be killed by them? Should we be slaughtered by others?" Xie An has also heard of Zhu Shixing's deeds, and he has always scoffed at Zhu Shixing, and today's words and deeds of Zhu Shixing make Xie Anxin even more angry!

"The Dharma is profound and profound, how can you understand it?" Zhu Shixing smiled slightly, and he was not angry at Xie An's accusation.

It's just that after Zhu Shixing finished speaking, the originally folded hands slowly parted, and the index finger of his right hand stretched out, pointing at Mrs. Wei and the three of them.

"Prajna Finger...."As Zhu Shixing pointed out, the Sanskrit sound in the void was great, and the glazed light on his fingers flowed, and it actually emitted the same aura as the glazed jade body.

When Mrs. Wei saw Zhu Shixing make a move, she waved her fingers and wrote towards the void in front of her.

The tip of Zihao's pen emitted a dazzling purple light in the air, and as Mrs. Wei's pen swam away, a purple word 'sleepy' appeared in the void.

Mrs. Wei didn't use paper, and wrote out the words directly, but after this 'sleepy' was written, Mrs. Wei's expression was obviously a lot more depressed.

As soon as the purple word sleepy came out, it fell towards Zhu Shixing, and when it fell, it had turned into countless huge trees, and after the trees fell, it seemed like an endless forest trapped Zhu Shixing in it.

Zhu Shixing's Prajna Finger rampaged through the forest with a glazed light, and countless huge trees were broken, but endless trees kept appearing in front of Prajna Finger, which seemed to be able to penetrate the heavens and the earth, but it couldn't break through the forest that the word 'sleepy' turned into.

"Hurry up, I can't trap him for too long!" Mrs. Wei said in a hurried tone.

In the forest, Zhu Shixing withdrew his finger, and the finger suddenly dissipated.

Then Zhu Shixing folded his hands again, and slowly sat down cross-legged, his eyes were slightly closed, his face showed a look of enlightenment, and he said solemnly:

"If you fix your heart, the ape will be Wukong....."

Zhu Shixing said a Buddhist verse, and the breath on his body changed greatly, and then a huge golden haired ape jumped out of his body.

After the golden haired ape appeared, it kept hitting its chest with both fists, and roared in the sky with bared teeth.

With a long roar, the golden haired ape's body skyrocketed, and it instantly turned into a giant ape that was hundreds of feet tall.

"Roar ....." The golden haired giant ape let out a loud roar, and golden waves of air came out of its mouth, and these air waves blew through the forest, and all those trees were uprooted, and then the entire forest turned into points of light and dissipated.

It was just that the giant ape roared, and the sleepy words written by Mrs. Wei were blown away, and the golden qi wandered before it stopped, and it headed towards Mrs. Wei's ox cart.

The ox cart shattered, and the old cow pulling the cart also fell to the ground, and Mrs. Wei, Wang Xizhi and Xie An all fell to the ground, looking like they were all in a weak breath, obviously suffering from a lot of injuries.