Under the Tianjin Bridge, the river is turbulent, and an old man is hanging in the air fishing.

A leaf light boat, across the shore five zhang Xu place, with the waves swaying and undulating, was not washed by the current to go downstream, the boat is a Taoist with a crown of Bo, with five strands of long beard, the face is elegant and simple, wearing a wide brocade robe, it seems to be a great shore like a mountain, is concentrating on fishing, quite a hermit smell of dust and elegant.

"Ning Dodge. ”

Jiang Chen came slowly, standing on the Tianjin Bridge, condescending, looking down, although he had never seen it, he still called out the name of the Taoist in one mouthful.

At this time, as if sensing Jiang Chen's arrival, a smile suddenly escaped from the corner of Ning Daoqi's mouth, staring intently at the hanging silk in his hand, and suddenly his face showed joy, shouting like a child getting a treasure: "The fish is hooked!"

The fishing wire slowly left the water, and it turned out to be an empty wire, without half a hook. The fish wire was swinging in mid-air, and Ning Daoqi really caught a big fish, and his hand also showed that the big fish was struggling, about to unhook, and the fish body was slippery and difficult to catch.

After some work, Ning Daoqi finally untied the invisible fish, the fishing rod returned to its original state, Ning Daoqi skillfully put the "fish" into the fish basket, sealed the basket cover, and then turned his head to look at Jiang Chen.

It was a pair of indisputable eyes, looking at them, it was like looking at another world that had nothing to do with the mundane, as if it could remain eternally in a mysterious and unfathomable level, and contained a huge and incomparable power, and the calm and elegant gaze revealed frankness, sincerity, and even a bit of childlike taste. With his quaint and slender face, there is a charm beyond the mortal.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen chuckled to himself, and said loudly: "Daoist Ning knows that in the period just now, there are ten thousand chances to kill you!"

Ning Daoqi looked at Jiang Chen and said leisurely: "Then why don't you do it?"

Jiang Chen said: "The hundreds of monks in the Jingnian Zen Monastery are already tired of killing, not to mention, Ning Daochang is known as the number one master in the Central Plains, if he can't do it for a while, wouldn't it be a big pity?"

Ning Daoyou shook his head and said: "These are all false names, why should you worry about respecting the driver?

"Ning Daochang is very interesting, yes, the position of the number one master in the Central Plains really has to be conceded!" Jiang Chen smiled slightly: "I just don't know why Ning Daochang came this time?"

Ning Daoqi sighed faintly: "In the past, Poor Dao borrowed the "Cihang Sword Codex" and promised to do one thing for her in the future.

Jiang Chen smiled and said: "I thought that Ning Daochang would preach with the common people in the world, if that is the case, I would rather spend a lot of time to kill Ning Daochang here, but since Ning Daochang is for the cause and effect of the past, it is also reasonable, come, let Xia Haosheng understand Ning Daochang's cultivation." As he spoke, the aura on his body suddenly changed, turned into an illusory shadow, and suddenly disappeared into the distance, and the next moment, he appeared three feet in front of Ning Daoqi out of thin air, raised his palm, and slapped it out lightly.

Ning Daoqi's sleeve robe swelled and bent, and a majestic and continuous energy gushed out from his sleeve, blocking the palm that came to him. Then the body rushed forward, as if pounced, if slow, the contradictory feeling made people have a headache, but it was extremely chic. His right hand pressed to his chest, and his left hand was flicked forward, turning his palm into a claw, and grabbing Jiang Chen's palm.

"Good. ”

Seeing that the opponent responded freely, Jiang Chen showed a smile on his face, and between his hands, the palm power poured out, turning into a torrent and gushing out.

Seeing this, Ning Daoqi hurriedly raised his hands, and the air around him seemed to turn into gold and jade at this moment, building a solid high wall and forcibly blocking the mighty torrent.

"Bang!"

There was a sudden dull sound, and the hull of the ship shook, and it began to float downstream along the current.

Knowing that he was facing a strong enemy that he had never seen before, Ning Daoqi calmed down, and his cultivation was promoted to the peak, his face showed an innocent look like a child's sparrow, looking left and right as he watched the virtual birds in his hands jump up and down, chasing the strange situation of playing in the air.

Surprised, Jiang Chen only felt that a tree appeared in front of him, and the birds were playing lively and full of business among the trees, all the actions seemed to be unintentional, but they were meticulous, making it difficult to distinguish what is true and what is false, what is false and what is real?

"Interesting. ”

Jiang Chen is so cultivated, he can naturally see at a glance that Ning Dao is the way of the void and the real, the so-called void energy is angry, so the void is infinite, pure and void, then this void is real, between the void and the real, although the state is different, there is no way of nature, mysterious and mysterious, no big or small.

As soon as his mind moved, behind Jiang Chen, a flaming red giant bird suddenly rose, the phoenix spread its wings, soared for thousands of miles, and between the fire feathers flying, countless terrifying torrents of destruction were derived.

In the face of the way of nature, what is more advantageous than the catastrophe of heaven and earth?

Ning Daoqi's whole body robe sleeves were windless and automatic, his eyebrows were raised, his form became mighty and waveless, and a punch struck out, continuously making mysterious changes beyond any description, but it was a punch without any pretense, and it slammed into the torrent of flames.

As soon as he touched it, Ning Daoqi suddenly felt bad, the flames were scorching, and at first touch, Ning Daoqi only felt that his hands were about to be corrupted, and even a trace of chaos appeared in his brain, and his state of mind suddenly revealed a flaw, and even the natural realm with the change of reality and reality also revealed a flaw.

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, grasped the void with five fingers, the phoenix's wings stretched, and a red feather floated down, turning into a sharp blade, instantly appearing in the flawed place, slashing the natural realm like a withering and decaying, and then the fire feather castrated and impartial, and slashed right on Ning Daoqi's left shoulder.

"Poof!"

Although it was an illusory feather, it contained an incomparable fiery sword qi, carrying the power of the burning sky, which was irresistible, and suddenly a bloody wound was drawn on Ning Dodge's shoulder.

When the blood was splattering, Ning Daoqi's body trembled, and he hurriedly retreated backwards, retreating dozens of zhang away, and landed on the riverbank before he stabilized his body, but the expression on his face was sluggish.

With a force, the boat abruptly stopped castration and stopped on the river, but Wen Jiangchen sighed leisurely: "Ning Daochang, if you don't let the master of Buddhism come out, I'm afraid you will die!"

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, I saw two old monks walking out on both sides of the riverbank, proclaiming the Buddha's name in their mouths, and the momentum of the four people was faintly connected, exuding a terrible coercion.

And by Ning Daoqi's side, there is also an additional nun in Tsing Yi, who is none other than Fan Qinghui, the contemporary sect leader of Cihang Jingzhai. Although she is a person of the same generation as Ning Daoqi, her face looks like a woman in her twenties and thirties, and she is immortal, and she is not much different from her concubine. The body adds an otherworldly temperament, which makes people feel a sense of self-deformity, which can only be worshiped from afar, and dare not feel a little disrespectful.

The nun took out a pill, handed it to Ning Daoqi, and only stood up after seeing him get better, looked at Jiang Chen, and said in a deep voice: "Master Jiang, you have entered the devil's path, for the sake of the common people in the world, the poor nun hopes that the donor can restrain himself from the precipice, let go of the little apprentice concubine, and then follow me back to Cihang Jingzhai, listen to the Dharma every day, and wash away the anger in my heart!"

"Hah!"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen immediately chuckled back, he didn't look at Fan Qinghui, and asked directly: "Just a few of you waste wood?"

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The four monks are the same as the Buddha.

The voices of the four monks are different, the tone is different, the letter is soft, the wisdom is long, the emperor's heart is strong, and Jiaxiang is hoarse, but the voices of the four people are combined, but they are like the morning bell of the twilight drum, shaking people's hearts, and they can wake up the people who are deeply enchanted by the bitter sea of the world as their spring and autumn dreamers, and realize that life is just a spring dream!

"You want to cross me, but unfortunately, your way is too bad!"

Jiang Chen's face turned cold, and between raising his hand, the void was grasped, and suddenly, the true yuan converged and condensed into a three-foot light sword, which was brilliant and reflected the wind and clouds of heaven and earth, and it was beautiful.

"Kenichi!"

The killing intent was moved, without the slightest hand, as soon as Jiang Chen made a move, it was the most powerful killing move, the three-foot light sword, the edge was direct, pointing directly at the Emperor Heart Venerable among the four holy monks, this sword, he was going to kill an enemy! nt

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