Four years ago, in that big battle, Xuanyin Sect Leader Zhu Qi sneaked up on Nie Hongyi and seriously injured her with Xuanyin Slashing Sword Qi.

The Xuanyin Slashing Dao Sword Qi contains the power of Kui Mu Xingchen, and after invading the body, it attacks the flesh and internal organs, and it is extremely difficult to remove.

It took Nie Hongyi a lot of time to clean up little by little, and his body was able to recover.

Four years have passed, and Nie Hongyi's injuries have recovered as early as two years ago.

But because her subordinates found Qi Ying's younger brother in Zhongzhou, she got the inheritance of the Double Spear King, understood the method of collusion with force, and in order to successfully hook up with force, she has been in retreat.

Relying on her physical strength beyond ordinary people, finally not long ago, her strength and body merged, the strength of her body broke the limit again, and the Tiangang overlord body also went further, and her defense increased exponentially.

And the strength of the main body of the force, when used in the method of fighting, can make her exert the strength of several times sharper, asking herself that her strength is enough to protect herself, and she wants to devour the essence and make her strength reach the limit of what her strength can bear again, so Nie Hongyi is out of the pass.

Now that he has the essence of eighty-one high monks devoured in his body, his strength has increased dramatically step by step.

Nie Hongyi believed that if he encountered Zhu Qi's Xuanyin Slashing Dao Sword Qi again, his body protection qi would never be as vulnerable as it was four years ago!

And if the other party has not improved much over the years, it will definitely not be his opponent!

What's more, in the past four years, in addition to recuperating from her injuries, she has also used the mysteries of various methods and created several exercises that are compatible with herself.

The mysteries of the laws seem to be magical, but in fact, there are limits.

That is, this secret magic power actually uses the subconscious general things of the person who casts the spell, so the exercises created will not exceed the limit of the owner's insight and understanding.

Otherwise, the Heavenly Dao Sect with this method would have already walked out of another path of immortality.

But Nie Hongyi has Sun Tianjun's inheritance memory, in terms of knowledge, understanding of the exercises, and the wonder of the exercises, they are far more than Gu Tianwang and even everyone in this world.

Tyrant!

It is the fist method that just killed the eighty-one monks of Leshan Temple in one fell swoop.

It is a combination of thunderous power, wind and thunder, and various boxing techniques, and a domineering boxing method that can explode her fist strength in any corner of the space.

In the face of this kind of fist technique, if you want to resist, you must have stronger strength and stronger body than Nie Hongyi.

When this punch was first created, Nie Hongyi once blasted a 100-meter peak into powder with one punch!

In Sun Tianjun's memory, the world where the body is located has never had such a domineering and powerful fist move.

Of course, the spells and magic weapons of the Dao people of that world have been inherited for thousands of years, and their power is naturally much stronger than the power of the pure physical body.

But Nie Hongyi believed that when he integrated all the three souls and seven spirits into his body step by step, his body would never be worse than those magic weapons!

"What, you're not convinced?"

The flat voice, which contained a strong killing intention, also woke up a group of monks from Leshan Temple.

"Nam no Amitabha ......"

Zhizhi's eyes were full of sorrow, and the whole person seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant, he slowly closed his eyes, suppressed the tears that wanted to fall, and he spoke slowly.

"I, Leshan Temple, am willing to gamble and lose, and from now on, everything will be under the command of King Zhen. ”

Zhi's real name is Wu Shan, he is an orphan, and he was abandoned by his biological parents before the gate of Leshan Temple since he was a child, and he only has a jade plaque engraved with his name.

Growing up in Leshan Temple since he was a child, this is his home.

Shao Mu Zhiai, when he was wandering the rivers and lakes, he met his beloved, and since then he has not thought about tea and dinner, and he is dedicated to returning to the vulgar.

The master also opened his mouth to stay, but finally let him go down the mountain and tied the knot with the woman.

More than 30 years have passed, his wife has died early, and his children have started a family, but Wu Shan has once again risen to the heart of Buddha.

Today, the Leshan Temple is in trouble, and the lay disciples have been summoned to support, and the one who is coming.

And Wu Shan gave up his family and abandoned his business without hesitation, and he shaved his hair and became a monk again, restoring his original Buddha name and wisdom.

He also had to preside over his uncle's deathbed entrustment and preside over the overall situation.

Today, the senior brothers and uncles who have been friends for decades were killed in one fell swoop, but he could only watch and watch, and he couldn't even avenge them.

The sorrow in my heart can be imagined.

"In that case, take me to your scripture pavilion. ”

Nie Hongyi raised his forehead slightly, and he wanted to step towards the mountain, but suddenly looked up.

But I saw a goshawk hovering in the sky in the distance.

Concentrate carefully, the goshawk is four or five meters long, the wings are more than two zhang long, brown feathers, the roots are like thin willow leaves, the eagle claws are like blades, the eagle eyes are like copper bells, and the majesty is looking down.

Seeing Nie Hongyi raise his head, the goshawk suddenly let out an eagle roar, the whistling sound was sharp and piercing, echoing in the sky, as if it had a strong internal strength, vibrating layers of sound waves.

However, Nie Hongyi's gaze did not linger on the fierce goshawk, but fell to the eagle's back, where there stood two men, both dressed in black and white yin and yang robes, with long hair tied on top of their heads with a hosta.

One old and one young, the old man has gray hair, deep eyes, and no waves on his face, seeing Nie Hongyi, he seems to have a slight joke, with a swing of his big sleeves, the goshawk under him immediately broke through the air and fled.

The young man was only in his early twenties, young and vigorous, his eyes were bright, and his eyes looking down revealed a strong possessiveness, which was also the culprit that made Nie Hongyi's murderous aura reveal and provoke the old man to leave.

"Tenryu Dao!"

"Humph!"

Retracting his eyes, Nie Hongyi smiled coldly and continued to walk forward, and the monks around him hurriedly avoided them to the sides as if they had encountered a terrifying demon.

Nangong Hopeless behind him shook his hand and sent a signal to the sky, informing the army under the mountain to go up the mountain, receive the assets of Leshan Temple, and carry the classics.

The Buddhist scripture pavilion, also known as the Dharma Hall, is the place where the Dharma is stored.

The Tibetan scripture pavilion of Leshan Temple is a palace-like building, divided into four floors, the first floor preaches, the second floor collects the scriptures, the third floor of the martial arts classics, the scriptures and secrets, the fourth floor is the ancient books, the remnants, the number of scriptures, is the most scraped by the hands of King Zhen over the years!

On the fourth floor, Nie Hongyi casually flipped through a book of Taoist eight-way loose hands.

Eight ways to scatter hands, each way and there are eight styles, the moves are exquisite, combined with each other, endless, and there are more supporting internal power operation methods, the soul and heart method.

This kind of kung fu used to be his dream existence, but now it can only provide him with some interesting ideas and provide food for the mysteries of the Fa, but the exercises themselves are of no use to him.

"Nie Chief!"

A middle-aged man with a round figure and a smile on his face came up from downstairs and bowed to him with a respectful face.

"His Royal Highness King Zhen wants Miss Nabirou as a concubine, and wants to invite the chief to go and attend His Highness's wedding banquet as an elder. ”

This person's name is Wang Fugui, a vulgar name, but he is the owner of Xuzhou Fugui Villa, a top master, a hand of money swordsmanship is famous in the rivers and lakes, when the army of King Zhen swept Xuzhou, he took refuge in the village, and is now the head of internal affairs of King Zhen's mansion.

"Concubine, invite me?"

Nie Hongyi stopped what he was doing, and his eyes showed interest.

"I remember that when he married the young lady from the Duanmu family in Zhongzhou, he didn't invite me. ”

"This ......"

Wang Fugui showed embarrassment on his face, and finally whispered: "Although the princess is from the Duanmu family in Zhongzhou, and she is married by the emperor, the relationship between the two is not good. ”

"And this Miss Birou, although she is just a maid in the house, has the heart of His Royal Highness. His Royal Highness is almost obedient to this woman and responds to all requests. ”

The imperial power in this world is weak, so there are not so many rules, and the royal family doesn't care much about the status of concubines.

"Oh, how does this woman look, how does she behave, how does she behave?"

Nie Hongyi narrowed his eyes, and the red light in his eyes jumped, which made Wang Fugui's heart skip a beat, his head lowered, and he didn't dare to look directly.

Zhao Zhen has suffered a big loss, and he has done things steadily in recent years, although he is only twenty years old, he already has the style of a king, and the city he manages is also in good order.

The two often corresponded, and at the beginning, Nie Hongyi could still rely on the accumulation of several generations to make guidance, but now they have gradually let go, leaving Zhao Zhen alone.

Generally speaking, Nie Hongyi is quite satisfied, but Zhao Zhen is young after all, and his heart is easy to be guided by external objects, if the person next to him has a heart, it is likely to lead his heart astray.

He didn't want his partner to be an incompetent woman addicted!

"Miss Birou is docile, reasonable and moderate, and has been in love with His Royal Highness King Zhen for a long time. As for looks, this ...... It's definitely a good ......."

After all, Wang Fugui is a subordinate, so it is inconvenient to say more, but it is obvious that compared to the eldest lady of the Duanmu family, he would prefer this Birou to be Zhao Zhen's side.

"Well, when will you get married?"

Nie Hongyi nodded, as long as the other party was not a goblin who seduced people with beauty, she didn't care about the rest.

And listening to the meaning of Wang Fugui's words, the other party is obviously not the kind of fox who entertains people with sex.

"Seven days later, all the dignitaries in Xuzhou will arrive, and then His Royal Highness wants the leader to be an elder and be toasted by the two. ”

Wang Fugui hurriedly spoke.

"Okay, tell Zhao Zhen, I'll go. ”

"Kick ...... Pedal ......"

Footsteps rang out from downstairs, and a man ran up panting.

"Mr. Wang, the gold and silver statistics are over. ”

"So fast?"

Wang Fugui was stunned, in the past, it took a few days to check other sects, but Leshan Temple is such a big property, he is ready to fight a protracted war.

"There is a special statistical ledger in the temple, which is divided into categories, and it is quickly sorted out by comparing them with each other. ”

The man's face was flushed, and he was very excited, and he should have gained a lot.

"How much?"

Wang Fugui subconsciously rubbed his hands, and his two little eyes looked at the person with bright light.

"500,000 taels of gold! Nearly 10 million taels of silver! All in all, it's a big deal!"

The man's legs trembled with excitement, and his mouth shook as he spoke.

"......"

Rao was mentally prepared, and Wang Fugui couldn't help but gasp.

"This group of monks is really sick, can't they hide so much money and take it to the West Heaven?"

Although he was excited in his heart, Wang Fugui couldn't help but scold with jealousy.

He is the owner of Fugui Villa, but he has been running the family property for several lifetimes, and he is not even a fraction of the other party.

However, Leshan Temple does not operate an industry, but only collects rents and donations from others, and hides such a large amount of gold and silver!

When Nie Hongyi stayed in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Leshan Temple to watch the scriptures, a goshawk had already flown over a hundred miles and came to the sky above the Xuanyin Sect station.

"Su Daoyou, since you're here, why don't you come down and talk about it!"

Zhu Qi's loud voice sounded below, and I saw that the middle door of the Xuanyin Sect was wide open, and the two columns of sect members lined up, Zhu Qi took the left and right protectors, four hall masters, and eight helmsmen rushed out.

"Tweet ......"

A screaming sound sounded in the sky, and a young man fell from the sky and landed at the gate of the Xuanyin Sect.

"Sect Master Zhu, the family teacher has gone to the same city, there is a lively scene to see there in a few days, so he ordered me to come first. ”

The young man's head was held high and his posture was proud.

"On the left side below, don't worry, with me, then Nie Hongyi will never dare to take your Xuanyin Sect."

Seeing that Zhu Qi's face became a little ugly, Fang Zuodao smiled coldly, patted his shoulder, and a long sword suddenly soared straight into the sky, sprinkling thousands of purple brilliance, dyeing the sky with a strange color.

"Zixia Immortal Sword?"

Zhu Qi's eyes widened, and he looked at the glow of the sky in disbelief.

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