When the soldier king Yumo rebounded from the incomparably strong impact to his original standing position, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Gong Tianxia also returning to his original position at the same time. He snorted slightly, and he was like a disciple of Xu Gao for his benefactor, and there was an inexplicable comfort in his heart.

In front of him, the mysterious old man put down his cane, and from his wrinkled face, two eyes seemed to cut through the void of heaven and earth, as if penetrating the past, present and future of Zang Xue'er.

Look at him snorting and being silent, is it really Kuang Shanhai, one of the two strange people in the world?!

"Sinking into the red dust, falling white flowers in the sky, women are like men!" The mysterious old man said in a calm voice with supreme majesty, and he spoke in a heavy and slow tone towards Miss Zang, but he was amazingly confident: "Girl, your name is Zang Xue'er?!"

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. The mysterious old man in front of him was so straight that he directly pointed out the name of Miss Zang like looking for a needle in a haystack. If it weren't for Kuang Shan Haiqi, who else in the world could be here?!

I saw that this mysterious old man snorted coldly and glanced at Pang Dongzhan, and it was rare to even say the hexagram, so he sneered: "Pang Dongzhan, holding the thief of wealth, betraying relatives, but getting the aura of heaven and earth, count your previous life Yin Virtue enough." 」

At the moment, it is really a sentence to explain what happened to this overlord of the East China Sea.

Zong Wuxing raised his thick eyebrows, Fang Zi spoke, and the other party made a cold face, and sneered heavily: "Zong Wuxing, what else do you want to ask for?

Immediately, Zong Wuxing's head rang loudly, and it was really Kuang Shanhai Qi in front of him!

Back then, he said: "My own family is fighting for the emperor, and the truth is not clear, and the king is difficult to develop, but he still has God's mercy." It's really a miracle that spans forty years, and it can't be faked in half a sentence.

Zong Wuxing bent his knees, half-knelt on the ground, and his voice was still majestic, and asked, "Senior Kuang, is it hopeless for me to restore the orthodox family of the Ming Dynasty?"

Kuang Shanhaili didn't bother to take care of it, his eyes flashed to Mr. Yumo, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said: "Luo Xinger-, with his extraordinary talent, under the pretext of reviving the Great Yuan, he is not the emperor of Mongolia, but he wants to lead the Central Plains with his five sons, and he is a fool!"

The soldier king Yumo's face was solemn, and he had the momentum of an emperor, and replied: "Half of the heavenly machine is man-made, and this king never accepts his fate. 」

If everything is fate, then what is the meaning of life?

Kuang Shanhai's face was expressionless, but he replied coldly: "This is not a heavenly machine, it is a heavenly principle!"

As soon as the words fell, he looked at Gong Tianxia with a little straight eyes!

"No name, no surname, follow the road. Kuang Shanhai's eyes widened, and his voice was still cold and deep, and he was extremely majestic: "Hmph, it's just that you can communicate with animals, what's so proud?"

I saw that this strange man looked at Gong Tianxia coldly again, his face softened slightly, and he said, "You have a great good master, and you also have a good brother who gave you a world name - Gong Tianxia on the orders of the master!"

This passage tells a lot of secrets.

It turned out that Gong Tianxia and Tang Ningfeng were really from the same school. What's more, what's even more peculiar is that Tang Ningfeng conveyed the teacher's order and helped Gong Tianxia name him as a token for their brothers to recognize each other.

Miss Zang's Bing Xue was smart, and she immediately thought of the meaning of their master helping Gong Tianxia choose this name.

The dragon is the respect of all beasts, and the world can communicate with all things with the different endowment of the soul, and take its common rate of all things in the world, which is surnamed Gong and called the world!

The word Gong also means "Gong", although it leads all things in the world, but it is compassionate and equal, and respectfully cherishes all life.

Zang Xue'er is thoughts turned, and suddenly beside him, Gong Tianxia took out a yellow letter from his arms and handed it to Kuang Shanhai with both hands.

This move was already unusual, and the strange man in front of him didn't seem to be surprised, his voice was much softer, and he said as he took it: "This is Master Lingshi Yuandao, who entrusted you to transfer it to the old man twelve years ago?"

Twelve years ago, Master Yuandao had already expected this karma?!

Twelve years ago, did Kuang Shanhai also know about it? !

Kuang Shanhai opened the letter, and everyone looked at it, and it could be seen from the back of the letter that it was just eight words.

"Zhu Rong, Harvest, Yu Qiang, Gou Mang"!

§ § §

The murderous aura of the king of soldiers is really the kind of momentum that absolutely wants to kill the other party!

The true qi in the sect master's body was obviously about to be provoked, and the Indian master was leading to an important point, and he couldn't speak to be deflated. At the end, the Sect Master's explosive qi stopped moving!

Why?

The murderous aura of the soldier king's lore is still full of heaven, why does the sect master's self-reaction condense but not emit? !

There was the sound of bones shattering, followed by wailing and screaming!

The strange howl of pain that shatters all the veins of the whole body is terrifying. The Indian Master could even feel some blood sprayed on his face.

He sighed at the fragility of life and slowly opened his eyes.

In front of him, it was Cheng Yanfu, the stunned Chengjiabao, looking at Cheng Yanlong, the master of the second fort, who had already died of blackening all over his body on the ground.

Legend has it that the king of soldiers kills a strange poison, and those who collide will die. Really!

"You...... You...... After a long while, Cheng Yanfu seemed to come back to his senses, his chest rose and fell vigorously, and he gasped: "Our brother and Your Excellency have no grievances, not to mention that if we kill the little devil of the sect master, we will also help you." You...... Why did you kill my brother?"

The King of Soldiers sneered coldly, and snorted in a sneering voice: "Are you qualified to be a dog slave? Phew! The people of the Central Plains are really shameful. 」

After he finished speaking, he looked at Cheng Yanfu as if mocking, and the monster laughed for a moment, and then said, "Lord Chengdabao, be careful, dozens of poisons will be emitted from my brother's body, and there is no salvation if you inhale it!"

Take a look, the snow next to Cheng Yanlong's corpse has indeed turned into black mud. At that moment, Cheng Yanfu was shocked, and quickly retreated several steps away. There is a faint swelling pain in the chest.

"You want to help Brother Ling collect the corpse into the ground," the soldier king vigorously puffed up the red robe all over his body, and sneered very proudly: "Or let him expose the corpse in the wilderness, and find someone to save his life as soon as possible?"

When he landed, the lord of Chengjiabao had weak legs, so he turned around and knelt beside the Shaolin Indian Master, kowtowing violently and screaming: "Please help the master, please help the master!"

The Soldier King seemed to be very blind to the scene in front of him, and said coldly to the Sect King, "Boy, when you recover from your injuries, this seat will come to fight you again to the death!"

As soon as the words fell, the bright red robe flew away like the wheel of the sun.

Master Yin watched the king of soldiers leave, and then looked at Cheng Yanfu who kowtowed like pounding garlic, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "In ancient times, the Central Plains regarded itself as the Middle-earth Heavenly Empire, but now compared to other races, how much more honorable is it?"

When he thought of this emotion, he inevitably had the slightest thought of the lord of Chengda Castle in front of him, who had such a bad character, how could he be a human being?

Who knows, this blind thought flashed, and the internal force of the sect master in front of him suddenly detonated, and Cheng Yanfu was killed with one palm in an instant!

is so strong and strong, he immediately beat the master of Chengjiabao to the point that his whole body was shattered, and his body immediately shrunk to less than half.

Yin Xing was shocked in his heart, and before he had time to be annoyed and remorseful, he saw the sect master screaming wildly, going straight into the air and falling to the ground.

Snow, suddenly, flew densely all over the world.

Yang Yan was almost out of breath, he turned around the ghost gate and came back, he opened his eyes, although weak, but his voice was still like a rock, and he asked word by word, "Master, how is the current situation of the sect master?"

The tone is cold, but it is an emotion that cannot be suppressed.

The Indian Master frowned, and after a long moment, he sighed lightly: "The Turning Mind Method of the Yi Jin Sutra has absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the great earthquake of the 'Kuafu Devouring Sun', but I am afraid that it is not the body of sentient beings who can withstand it. 」

If the body can't bear it, then the mind is godless!

"In the midst of godlessness, it is inconceivably functional. What was most disturbing in Yin's heart was what Brother Yinzhen said in his last letter: "If it is, it must be killed. The Indian nature should know that it can be created by killing karma, and it is also compassionate. Otherwise, it will enter the devil's path one day, and all living beings will be miserable. 」

In the wind and snow, the heart of India is even more stormy and snowy.

At this moment, how could he kill the Sect Master?!

§ § §

The sword of the emperor chasing the sun is like a flying immortal outside the sky.

In the lightness, there is a super-dusty beauty.

The blade of the sword fell quickly on the boulder beside him, as effortless as cutting tofu.

"This old boy's internal strength is even more amazing!" Tang Dagongzi sighed, but he could clearly see it: "The sword edge of the old emperor has not yet arrived, and the sword tip Qi has already crushed the rock surface first. 」

After the emperor finished writing after chasing the sun, he turned his eyes to Tang Zhuangyuan on the black boulder, and said lightly: "The hostages from all countries in the world have already been sent back to my Mongolia, and I want to save people and go to the appointment on time!"

If the princes and nobles of the world had been sent away a few days earlier, then Mongolia would be so vast that there would be no way to find it.

"It seems that Brother Tang's battle is inevitable-?!" Yu Huan was quite happy, and said with a grin: "In the past hundred years, it seems that I have never heard of a ...... in the rivers and lakes where someone has been abolished from martial arts and can come back to avenge the war. 」

Tang Dagongzi watched Huangfu chase the sun and leave, so he could only glare back at this good friend angrily, and said with a stinky face: "You caused everything, and you dare to gloat!"

"What?" Yu Huan screamed strangely, "brother, what's the matter with me?!"

"Dare you say you won't do your job?"

Our Tang Da Zhuangyuan can shout louder, glanced at the Ashikaga Beji beauty beside him, and hummed back, "You rescued all the hostages at that time, wouldn't there be no trouble today?"

"Hey, can you have a bit of a heroic demeanor?" Yu Kuaidao's eyes widened angrily, and he punched this friend and said, "I'll help you save people, you old boy hasn't thanked you at all, but ......." 」

As they spoke, they hurried to the boulder where Emperor Fang Cai was chasing the sun and leaving a message with his sword. I saw a simple line of words: "The fifteenth month of the first month is full, and the tomb of Genghis Khan is in contention"! (Note: The territory of the prosperous era of the Ming Dynasty, the northwest is only in today's Shanxi and Shaanxi, and the tomb of Genghis Khan is located in Suiyuan, which is still controlled by the Mongolian Tatar Dynasty. ）

"On the fifteenth day of the first month. 」

Tang Ningfeng muttered again, frowned, and said, "Nearly a month is ......more than enough to get there. 」

"Tang Zhuangyuan seems to have hidden worries?" Ashikaga Beiji smiled lightly, and continued in high spirits, "Are you worried that someone will intercept and kill you halfway?"

Grand Master Tang sighed again, shook his head, and hummed, "That's not a big problem. Brother, what I'm worried about is that the king of soldiers dares to bet on the hostages of all countries in the world, so what are the conditions they propose?"

That's a big problem! The crowd thought as they stepped onto the fast ride. Suddenly, the second Miss Zang had a flash of inspiration, and said with a coquettish smile: "It won't be that Brother Tang Zhuangyuan wants to join them, right?"

"Wow, this is indescribable!" Yu Huan had an indescribable expression on his face: "If the champion of the martial arts canon and the new branch joins the line of the king of soldiers, wouldn't the Central Plains martial arts be in turmoil in the world?!"

Not only that, but the prestige of the current imperial court may have plummeted!

Our Tang Da Zhuangyuan only felt that the pressure on his shoulders was so heavy and heavy, he smiled bitterly, but he roared boldly, and said loudly: "Jin Tie fights the world, and the man's arrogance is shocking to the world. The world's affairs, no life and death, no hindrance to fame and fortune, what can't be done?!"

This tone is magnificent, and the turbulent wind and snow can't be hidden!

Ashikaga Begge looked at this man, and a strange feeling slipped through her heart for no reason.

Today, although the Fuso Ashikaga family dominates the world, the "Daiinichi Sacred Religion", the dark tide of the people, is a lingering shadow. Especially the masters in that mysterious organization are like clouds, and their killing skills are amazing. If there is a man like Tang Ningfeng to help the family, it will definitely be of great benefit to the Ashikaga family!

In addition to the benefit of her own family, Princess Ashikaga sighed softly in her heart. The snowflakes were falling in her face, like winter in Edo Castle, and she inhaled the cold air and let her mind think clearly, "Could this man be the one she loves?"

She looked back and glanced at Tang Ningfeng, who was riding a gallop on her side.

This man, usually hippie smiling face, pretends to be amorous, but with a serious expression, why does he let himself have a little throbbing?!

Suddenly, she found that Zang Ya'er was also looking at Tang Ningfeng on the other side with a strange look.

Does she like this man too? Or does she have ulterior motives?!

Ashikaga Begit feels like she's a bit messed up right now.

The cold air in the wind and snow seemed to be unable to wake me up.

§ § §

Honestly, I really want to sober myself up.

Ouyang Mengxiang really followed her, and she was very gentle and serene.

This feeling is not only that trusting herself will not harm her, but also that she is as delicate as a wife!

Now the situation made him a little panicked.

As if he had no owner in his heart, he followed Tang Ningfeng and his party three miles away. It wasn't until I saw Anxin and Huangfu chasing the sun halfway through that I always regained some calm.

"It seems that there is a force at work behind the line of the King of Soldiers. 」

The fourth shopkeeper made a very clear judgment: "Otherwise, with the severity of the injuries suffered by the Emperor Fu Lao Dao in Kuafu Mountain in the past, it is absolutely impossible to recover, let alone improve his skills!"

Dongfang Meteor frowned, and asked in a low voice, "I wonder if there is anyone in the world who can do this?"

The honest white and chubby round face snorted, exhaled white gas, turned to Ouyang Mengxiang behind him on the left, and asked, "Miss Ouyang, what do you think?"

He asked, with a lot of implications.

At least, he can try his best to see through the other party's inner thoughts from this woman's expression and tone.

Because what puzzled him the most in front of him was that he didn't know what Ouyang Mengxiang's intentions were, whether he was a friend or an enemy, especially Ouyang Chenjue, an old fox, would actually agree to her daughter's unbelievable request.

"There is nothing unreasonable in the world. Behind every unreasonable thing, there must be a reasonable reason. 」

Honestly, I believe this sentence the most in my life!

"According to the news that my family got from the Dragon King of Henan...... Ouyang Mengxiang's cheeks were flushed in the wind and snow, and her fair face was almost full of holy aura, which made people dare not look at it directly. She replied clearly in a soft voice: "The reason why the martial arts of the five sons of the king of soldiers can continue to break through and ascend is very likely to be related to one person!"

The two short eyebrows of the four shopkeepers of the old character family raised their eyebrows twice, waiting for the other party to continue: "Legend has it that the Mongolian 'Black Flame' organization is looking for children with top wisdom in the world, and training them from an early age to read the group books. They may not really learn martial arts, but they can integrate the human body and qi and the secrets of martial arts. 」

It's really an amazing initiative, and it has never been heard of or seen since the legend of martial arts.

Honestly, his whole body was tense, and he never thought of sorting out the hundreds of martial arts in the world in this way, and then creating a new situation from them.

"The top children were trained by a mysterious person. Ouyang Mengxiang continued softly, "This person, the King of the Desert Land is also being investigated!"

The Desert King and his gang are located outside the Saiwai, which is the junction between the Tatar Mongols and the Han people in the Central Plains.

Honestly looking at Ouyang Mengxiang on the horse, the other party was so natural and generous, it was simply a relative who had been with him for many years. He thought about it several times in his heart, but he couldn't come to a conclusion.

Sighing lightly, the fourth shopkeeper looked through the wind and snow, looking at the peace of mind of trying to walk forward from afar behind the snowdrift.

This second-ranked hero in the martial arts canon, although the ten fingers were abolished, he still tried his best not to damage his reputation.

"His grandmother's," Zhao Xingxing snorted coldly, "I don't think that Tang Ningfeng is a hero, and he actually let a seriously injured person be saved or not. 」

Honestly squinting at the pair of small round eyes, he replied lightly: "Physical injuries can be healed, but if you have a mental breakdown, then there is really no help. 」

Ouyang Mengxiang obviously understood.

"If Anxin can't walk back on his own legs to save ...... Mengxiang Beauty frowned slightly, and there was a trace of compassion in her soft tone: "Then no one will respect him in the martial arts in the future." 」

There is no shame in failing in the rivers and lakes. Because, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers!

However, a person who cannot stand up again in defeat by his own willpower not only loses the battle, but also loses his reputation and self-esteem.

"Especially for people with such a status as the peace of mind. Honestly, I wondered why I couldn't help but take Miss Ouyang's words: "Reputation is more important than life. 」

He sighed, "Tang Ningfeng understands him!"

Tang Ningfeng understands Anxin, but does he know Ouyang Mengxiang?

I honestly want to ask the other party, "Why did you agree to go with me?!"

He couldn't help but ask.

Because he wanted to find the answer himself—the real answer.

§ § §

Anxin walked in the wind and snow, and his legs were still strong and strong. Although Huangfu Chasing the Sun destroyed his two palms and ten fingers, the internal force of the lower body was abundant.

In the wind and snow, someone in a dark brown fur coat was waiting for him.

His eyes widened, and he could strongly feel the other party's sneering eyes and strong killing intent.

This is a young man under thirty years old, with a handsome and deep face, with a calm and introverted face that is not found at this age. Between the eyebrows, there is a sense of the dignity of the king.

Anxin has seen too many characters in his life, and this young man actually shocked him. It's not that the other party wants to kill himself, but that momentum makes it almost difficult to breathe!

"I'll ask you a question—" The young man in front of him glared coldly, and asked in an indifferent and emotionless voice, "You can answer it, let you live." 」

An Xin raised his eyebrows, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart in a deep voice, and said, "Answer me or not, whether you can kill me or not, it's up to you-." 」

"Good!"

The young man seemed to be quite satisfied with this kind of target, he smiled, and asked, "There is a dead man who has been hit hard in the front and in the head, how can you tell if he was sniped to death from the front and the head wound on the back is just a suspicion?

Peace of mind on the spot.

Even though he has a lot of scum martial arts in his hands, he has never thought that there is any difference in the death of a dead person?

"If you don't even know that....... 」

The young man smiled coldly: "Why are you the Central Plains martial arts leader?!" After he finished speaking, he laughed mockingly and said, "Perhaps, you Han people are not very capable, but you just occupy this country with a large number of people, right?!"

"Who are you?" these are the last words of Anxin's life.

"The King of Soldiers Leaves the Soul!" The last words I heard in this life was: "My whole life is to kill your first Xia Su Xiaosoul in the Central Plains, and I came to this world!"

The last sight he saw in Anxin's eyes was that he couldn't believe it until he died!

§ § §

"Hmph, the fifth son of the king of soldiers, the leader of Yumo, chasing the sun and swallowing the stars, and killing the soul. Kuang Shanhai took his gaze off the letterhead, looked at the soldier king Yumo coldly, and hummed, "Today, in this life, if you can't leave this forest in this valley, those ambitions are nonsense. 」

Mr. Yumo smiled indifferently, his own imperial momentum was magnificent, and he replied in a deep voice: "If Kuang Qiren is really trapped by the Yan Longqi people of his own clan, then whether he can get out of the valley or not should be in the calculation of Yan Long's predecessors. 」

Kuang Shanhai was obviously very unhappy, and sneered: "Yan Long Yueyu is a genius of the world, but he is scheming, but he is also a rare ...... in the world. 」

The implication is that there is a lot of anger and dissatisfaction.

Could it be that Yan Long Yueyu deceived Kuang Shanhai in an unjust way? !

Looking at the current situation, Kuang Shanhai seems to have a lot of anger towards Yumo, the Mongol soldier king.

Zang Xue'er smiled softly, and changed the topic softly: "I don't know what is the deep meaning of the letter written by that Yuandao master, Zhu Rong, Bei Harvest, Yu Qiang, and Gou Mang, the gods of the South, North, West, and East?"

Kuang Shanhai rolled his eyes, and sneered as if he was old and old: "Little girl, have you also read the Classic of Mountains and Seas?"

"The younger generation inherits the court training, reads more ancient and modern texts, and also dabbles in the strange scriptures of mountains and seas. 」

Miss Zang's eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes were lightly closed, and she said softly: "Zhu Rong is the god of the south, a human-faced beast riding a double dragon; He used to be the official of the Gao Xin clan in charge of the fire - Huo Zheng, which belonged to Mengxia in the four seasons, with red as the color and the Vermilion Bird as the spirit bird!"

Kuang Shanhai snorted, but he didn't refute, and listened to Zang Xue'er continue with his eyes closed: "He is the god of the West, with a human face and tiger claws, white hair all over his body, a snake in his left ear, a plate axe in his hand, and a double dragon in his body. He is the son of the Western Emperor Shaohao, whose real name is due, and is responsible for observing the reflection of the sunset and punishing the heavens. The West belongs to gold, with white color, and the name of the spirit animal is the White Tiger. 」

Zang Xue'er's two verses of praise seemed to make Kuang Shanhai's face a little soothed, and he made two sounds in his throat, only to hear this "Tibetan Snow Pearl" read down.

"Yu Qiang is the god of the north, with a human face and a bird body, two green snakes in his ears, and two green snakes on his feet, and his whole body is black and riding two dragons, and he can summon the big turtle in the sea!" Zang Xue'er took a light breath, and continued: "It is the grandson of the Yellow Emperor of Heaven and the son of Yu Yu, named Yu Jing, also called Yu Qiang, a giant of the northern giant clan, ruling the Netherworld and Hell, and having three gods: water, sea, and wind. The five elements belong to water, the color is black, the season is Mengdong, and the spirit animal is Xuanwu-. 」

Zang Xue'er chanted this, and suddenly made a light "ah" as if she had an understanding, and opened her eyes and couldn't help but cast her eyes on Pang Dongzhan who was standing beside her!

This account is somewhat similar to that East China Sea Overlord. If so, then Zong Dreadnought is similar to "observing the reflection of the sunset and taking the heavenly punishment"!

As for the soldier king Yumo, the background of the "black flame" is deeply implicated with Meng Xia's belonging, Zhu Rong, the official who holds the fire.

As soon as she thought of this, she recited the allusion of Goumang: "Goumang is the god of the East, with a human face and a bird body, a square face and a white suit, driving a double dragon. He is the son of the Emperor of the West, Shaohao Jin Tian, whose real name is "Chong", and he is also the god of Muguan. The four seasons belong to spring, symbolizing the longevity of life, and also has the meaning of protecting all life. The wood is eastern, with blue as the color, and the spirit animal is the dragon. 」

According to this paragraph, it is in line with the characteristics of Gong Tianxia.

She felt a lot of this in her heart, and at the same time, everyone around her seemed to have their own experiences. In front of him, Kuang Shanhai looked at these people coldly, snorted twice, and said, "It's really unpredictable, and you people have been put together in a pile!"

If there is fate, what does it mean?

Pang Dongzhan has been fighting in front of the ghost gate all his life, and he lives on the knife every day, but he never thought that these people who didn't do anything at all would have something to do with him in the underworld?!

He glanced at Zong Wuxing, this man who wanted his life, could it be that he was his dear relative in the previous life?

The other party also seems to have a trace of confusion.

Looking at the soldier king Yumo again, it was as if he was also in deep thought.

Among these people, only Gong Tianxia's eyes are still very clear and comfortable. Is he unconcerned, or does he already know about it? Or has he always regarded all his life as his dearest?!

Miss Zang sighed softly, and suddenly thought of a question.

If these four men represent the meaning of the gods of the four directions of east, west, north and south. So, what do you represent?

"Why am I here?" she asked, asking Kuang Shanhai.

"Because you are his wife!"

Kuang Shanhai was so earth-shattering every time he spoke, I saw him point at Gong Tianxia, laughed twice, and asked, "Little girl, the old man asks you, what do you think of this young man?!"

This question is really difficult to answer! No, I don't know how to reply at all!

§ § §

"Master, can you explain?" Yang Yan stared at the Indian nature and asked again very simply.

"Amitabha-, judging from the situation of the sect benefactor, I am afraid that there is a concern of going mad. Shaolin India's thick eyebrows and slight crepe, the face that changed to a dark brown complexion, especially have a strong and obvious worry in the falling snow.

Yang Yan raised his eyebrows, gritted the root of his teeth, supported his body with the broken copper knife, and after taking two breaths, he said, "Is there no way to save it?"

"All laws are made from the heart—!"

Yin Xing replied in a deep voice: "There is no good or evil in the essence of the use, the evil law is used by the righteous people as the right, and the righteous and evil people are used as evil. He paused for a moment, and then said, "If the benefactor can penetrate the mind and the resentment in his heart can be transformed into compassion, even the demonic path can become a bodhisattva, and Shura can also attain Buddhahood. 」

On the snow, the sect master seemed to fall asleep soundly, and he did not move and merged with the sky, the earth, and the snow.

"Now, maybe it's the happiest time for him, right?" Master Yin looked at it, and couldn't help muttering to himself: "The roots of the six emotions, each with its own fate, the realm of all dust, not the fate of others; 」

This passage comes out of the Golden Light Sutra "Empty Product Fifth", which means that the various consciousness functions of the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind of all living beings are mistaken for true, so that greed and hatred give rise to all kinds of karma.

Yang Yan didn't understand this scripture, he only wanted to know one thing.

"The master has made it clear that he wants to be the master of the sect?" he asked!

"For today's plan, the only way to do this is to send Shaolin to cultivate one's self-cultivation. India's answer, I feel that there is a big obstacle.

He could only smile wryly. Because, he doesn't know whether the master of the sect is willing or not, and the important thing is that the senior brother of the abbot of Shaolin is willing to do it now?!

There is always a choice in life - even if it is the worst and last resort, it is also a choice.

"Okay, let's go!"

Yang Yan seemed to have regained his mental strength, and he bent down and carried the Sect Master onto his shoulders. Suddenly, he remembered that when he saw this man for the first time, wasn't he also carrying Master Shaolin Yinzhen like this to fight the crowd?

Vaguely, he seems to have a little understanding of the karma of Buddhism.

"Master, don't worry. 」

Yang Yan's words were very direct and powerful: "Yang will help you watch the Sect Master. As long as he is in Shaolin, I will be as long as I am!"

§ § §

"In order to lure the famous hero Su Xiaosoul of the Central Plains to come forward, it is too harmful to the innocent. The star-swallowing boy looked at the spy in his hand and sighed softly.

Anxin Bangyan's death, he seemed to feel a bit indiscriminate.

"Brother Swallowing Stars-," On the other side, it was Huangfu who was chasing the sun and pouring tea while slowly saying through the rising water vapor, "Brother Soul Leaving has been defeated by Su Xiaosoul for two generations in a row, and after returning to Mongolia, he led his neck in front of the ancestral grave and killed himself ....... 」

The soldier king sighed and continued, "This hatred is inevitable. 」

Feng Swallowing Xing sighed lightly, his blue eyes flashed with a touch of compassion, and he said lightly, "Heaven has the virtue of a good life. Even if my brother and I tried to trap the world's heroes in Luoyang Swallowing Star Villa a few days ago, I would release myself from the prison lock ...... three days later. 」

Huangfu glanced at this old friend who lived and died together, smiled and handed over the brewed Longquan three-flavor tea, and shook his head and said, "Brother Swallowing Star, you are still compassionate for so many years, and you will never kill ...... last resort. 」

The current place of sitting, it is Lingshi County, Shanxi Province on the way to the outside of the Saiwai, and it has been four days ago since the battle book was written with a sword on the boulder.

In the past four days, the people of Swallowing Star Villa and the emperor chased day and night, and finally caught up with the convoy escorting hostages from various countries. The problem is that the soldier king who was originally responsible for transporting the hostages couldn't help but have the idea of revenge, but left the team for the Central Plains four days ago.

The king of soldiers swallowed the star and drank it, letting the fragrance of tea slide down his throat. After a while, he said with slightly crepe eyebrows: "Brother Chasing the Sun, in your opinion, Brother Li's soul is traveling alone in the Central Plains martial arts this time, how is the good luck?"

The tone of the words was thick with the concern of life and death brothers.

"From below, Tang Ningfeng and the four of them followed us out of the jam, and honestly followed them. He couldn't touch it. Huangfu Chasing the Sun analyzed: "Gong Tianxia, Zang Xue'er, Zong Wuxing, and Pang Dongzhan are unknown in life and death after the earthquake in Kuafu Mountain. 」

When he said this, he couldn't help but be a little worried when he thought of the soldier king Yumo, and said, "Mr. Yumo still has no news, which makes my brother worried. 」

Feng Tuxing bowed his head slightly, brushed his red hair, and looked out the window.

Outside the window, it was sunny and blue. He looked at Xu Yi for a moment and muttered to himself, "Mr. Yumo is blessed with a great life, he has been loyal to the Mongolian people all his life, and he is the son of filial piety. Such a character, God is absolutely ...... have eyes and reason. 」

Although the weather was fine, the wind was still quite cool.

Huangfu Chasing the Sun casually took a piece of felt and handed it to the Star-Swallowing Prince, and smiled: "The wind is cool, Brother Tai will take it to cover and warm up ......." 」

Feng Tunxing took it and said with a loud smile: "Brother Huangfu has always cared so much about your brothers, it really hasn't changed for more than ten years!"

Huangfu Chasing Sun also smiled and replied: "In the past years, I was waiting to be killed, and my mother and Mr. Yumo were rescued from the ghost gate, and I can make friends with all the soldiers and kings, what are you and I not a family?"

Sometimes, friends are closer than relatives.

God often compensates for the karma of the world, even if there is no blood relationship, but since ancient times, how many people have lived and died to know and cherish each other, and their love and righteousness are glorious!

They both laughed for a moment, and Huangfu Chasing Sun slowly sighed and said, "With Brother Soul Separation's amazing 'Heaven Separation and Soul Separation Dafa', I'm afraid that few people in the Central Plains Martial Arts can be out of control!"

What's more, those top masters who may be able to block the "Soul Leaving Dafa" are either leaving the Central Plains, or their lives and deaths are unknown.

"I'm a little worried about that. 」

The Star Swallowing Prince's eyes closed slightly, and he smiled slightly bitterly, "The Soul Leaving Brothers not only fused the skills of Tianzhu, Fusang, and the Western Regions in the Soul Dementorship, but also studied the essence of the 'Heaven Grabbing Sacred Technique' that had been lost for four hundred years in the Central Plains in ......six years. 」

His worries, Huangfu Chaser is very clear.

This old friend is too much of a bodhisattva's heart!

What the Soldier King Swallowing Star was worried about was that with the power of the Soldier King's soul separation, he could almost shake the spiritual will of others in an instant, so that the opponent could instantly enter a trance realm and let his orders be followed.

He is definitely the person who has reached the highest level of this technique in the martial arts in the past hundred years!