The night was quiet and heavy, the scorching heat faded, the white moonlight shrouded the earth, scattering patches of silver light, and under the blurred night, the moon was surrounded by layers of white clouds, and the shape of the clouds could be vaguely seen constantly changing.

The mountain road winds and turns, along the foot of the mountain until it reaches the depths of the forest, on both sides are lush towering ancient trees, Tibetan beasts, perched birds, at this time late at night, all begin to come out, from time to time there is a wailing or chirping sound.

The winding path leads to the secluded place, the mountains are clear and the water is beautiful, it is a good place, and you can see a river of clear water passing through the valley from a distance.

Beside the trail in the middle of the mountainside, there is a small bamboo forest, three piles of green bamboo forest finished glyphs, the night breeze is swaying, and the bamboo leaves are sparse. There is a small Zen room behind the three piles of bamboo forests, there are three pavilions inside, the outside is surrounded by a fence, the doors and windows of the meditation room are closed, two white lanterns are hung on the beams, a black plaque is hung on it, and the book "Water Moon Nunnery" is three big characters.

At that time, the moon was in the sky, the black magpie flew south, it was already a friend of the ugly, a biting cold wind blew out of thin air, a man in white suddenly appeared on the mountain road, as if he came to the wind, and like a ghost and a ghost, erratic, just in the blink of an eye, it fell in front of the door of the "Water Moon Nunnery", with the faint candle flame and moonlight, it was clear that the person who came was not a ghost, but a man, wearing a long knife at his waist, and his whole body was white.

"This is Suigetsu-an. ”

After muttering to himself, the man knocked softly on the brass ring on the door.

A dull sound broke the silence of the night, and the birds in the bamboo forest screamed, and after a few breaths, he stopped what he was doing, and took half a step back and waited quietly.

"Who's knocking on the door?" The door hadn't opened yet, but the people inside had already woken up, and they could faintly hear footsteps, it should be a woman, with a hint of heaviness and vigilance in her voice.

"Bang dang", the wooden door was opened from the inside, a woman dressed as a nun poked her head out, just saw the man in white standing outside the door, she shook the lantern in her hand, put one hand in front of her to do Zen salute and said: "The donor came to Shuiyue Nunnery late at night, I don't know what happened?"

The man returned the salute and asked, "You are Lu Huanong, the biological mother of Guihai Yidao?"

"Hmm," the nun nodded.

The man continued: "Zhang Zheng, Dongchang, is here to visit. ”

"Dongchang?" A trace of vigilance flashed on Lu Nonghua's face, and he only said: "I have long been classified into Buddhism, and I have no quarrel with the world, so please go back to the donor." She only cares about the word Dongchang, but ignores the name Zhang Zheng, and doesn't blame her, Lu Huanong retired to Buddhism after the death of Guihai Bailian, and it is not surprising that he has not heard his name, and he just thought it was the fan of Dongchang, so he had to close the door.

"Why don't you ask me why I'm here?" Zhang Zheng said calmly.

"Ignore it, donor, please come back. Luveron paused, his hands folded.

He said again: "If it's about returning to the sea, can you still be so calm?"

Sure enough, a look of panic flashed in her eyes, and she said urgently: "What's wrong with a knife?"

"It's okay to return to the sea now. Zhang Zheng said in a deep voice: "If this door is closed, you will be able to see his body in less than three days." ”

"I don't think Mrs. Guihai wants a white-haired person to send a black-haired person. ”

"Who are you?" said in a trembling voice.

"Dongchang Zhang Zheng, don't doubt what I said, it's not difficult for me to return to the sea with a knife. He said, "Won't you invite me to come in and sit down?"

Lu Huanong hesitated for a while, but he still didn't dare to close the door, so he had to lead him into the hall of the nunnery, the lights in front of the Buddha were not extinguished, there were only two futons, and Zhang Zheng took a futon and sat cross-legged. The elder Niluhanon sat with his back to him, kneeling in front of the Buddha, clasping his hands together, and reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

"Why did Lady Guihai escape into the empty door?" he asked.

"I want to have peace. Lu Huanong said: "I see that the donor's body is full of evil spirits, and the breath is dazzling, he must be the top master, but he has made many killings, and I hope that the donor will collect the butcher's knife as soon as possible, and turn back to the shore." ”

Zhang Zheng sneered and said disdainfully: "What I walk is the road, and under my feet is the ground, where does the bitter sea come from, and where does it come from to turn back to the shore." ”

"Isn't the donor afraid of retribution?"

He replied: "The sky has a fate, life and death have a number, everything is a fixed number, how can we talk about retribution, and it is not a good fate to know that I kill someone." ”

"Clever tongue. Luveron simply stopped speaking, and closed his eyes and recited with peace of mind.

After a moment of silence, as if she had calmed the agitation in her heart, she spoke again: "Can the donor tell me the intention?" ”

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"I heard that Guihai's father, Guihai Bailian, had left two powerful knife techniques, and I admired them for a long time, so I came to ask for it, and I hope that Mrs. Guihai will not refuse. Zhang Zheng said softly: "One is to dominate the world, and the other is to have three knives in the nasal passage." ”

"Where did you know that?" said Luveron in horror.

"Dongchang has all over the world, and it's not difficult to know. "He is not afraid that Lu Huanong will not give it, and with a knife to return to the sea, things will become very simple.

"That's a magic knife, if you practice it, it will only harm the common people, and I don't know where it is. ”

Zhang Zheng shook his head and sighed: "Cangsheng and Guihai are a knife, you can only choose one, I hope Mrs. can make a choice quickly, after all, my patience is not very good." ”

For Lu Huanong, this is a difficult choice, when she was able to slash her own husband who had fallen into the devil, she returned to the sea and refined, but now she only has a knife and a relative, she doesn't dare to bet on whether the man in front of her has the ability to kill a knife, twenty years ago, she was also a first-class person in the martial arts, at least she still has eyesight, this man named Zhang Zheng gave her too strong oppression, not inferior to her husband.

She was afraid that if she refused, he would not hesitate to kill Guihai.

"I'll pick a knife. After half a ring, Lu Huanong reluctantly spoke: "But where the knife technique is hidden, I don't know." ”

"You can bring the relics of the Hundred Refinements of the Sea. Zhang Zhengdao.

After a short time, Lu Huanong came out of the back room with a clump of shabby clothes in her hand, put her clothes in front of Zhang Zheng, and then retreated, and continued to kneel and chant to calm the turmoil in her heart.

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"Thank you, madam, if you want to practice knives in Guihai, let him come to Dongchang to find me. ”

took the cloak with the secret book of the knife technique, Zhang Zheng did not stop, went directly out of the Shuiyue Nunnery, and disappeared into the dark night, he couldn't wait to see what kind of knife technique the three knives of the divine Ah Nose Knife were rumored.

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In the Water Moon Nunnery, Lu Huanong received the relics of the hundred refinements of the sea and continued to worship the Buddha as if nothing had happened, but there was a trace of sadness on her brows.

"The magic knife fell into the hands of Dongchang, I am afraid that it will be a scourge to the martial arts. ”

"Don't let this kid know. ”

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There was no word all night, and I couldn't sleep for a long time, and early the next morning, two carrier pigeons flew away from Suigetsu Nunnery, and I don't know where they flew.

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Let's say that Zhang Zheng got the cloak that recorded the dominance of the world and the three knives of the nose knife, so he hurried back to the capital, and took out two knife techniques from it with the method of roasting, and couldn't wait to study it, but found that it was subtle.

Although dominating the world is also the world's first-class sword technique, it is only similar to the killing god of the Liu Sheng family, and the three knives of the Ah nose knife completely surpass the domination of the world and reach another realm, it is not only a sword technique, but also a sword intent that can be continuously cultivated.

In other words, the three knives of the Ah Nose Knife first cultivate the sword intent, and then cast the sword momentum, which has extremely high requirements for the realm, and the Hundred Refinements of the Sea have not completely created it, so they will go mad, be eaten by the demon sword intent, and go astray.

If Zhang Zheng guessed correctly, the realm of returning to the sea and refining back then should be similar to him, which means that he can't directly cultivate the three swords of the Anose Knife now, but he can learn from it, and the stones of his mountains can attack jade.

"There is a treasure mountain, but there is no way to get it. ”

With a sigh, he could only put away the knife score and leave it for research after returning, and the top priority was to kill Zhu first.

Before I knew it, another three days had passed.

The East Factory ushered in three uninvited guests, who wanted to see Zhang Zheng by name.