"Array!"

"Dada-da-da!!"

"Woooo

"Roar!"

As soon as the order was drunk, the thousands of soldiers guarding the city who hid under the shade of the trees behind the generals immediately became energetic. Draw the sword out of the sheath, stand up and defend the shield, quickly gather eight feet behind the general, divide hundreds of people on the left, center and right, raise the knife in front and back, gather momentum on the flanks, and form a killing and attacking formation!

The sword light and the scorching sun are shining, and the momentum is like a tiger swallowing mountains and rivers.

The completely different military appearance of the soldiers defending the city suddenly made the thousands of purple-shirted soldiers in front of the city pass vigilant, although they had not yet received military orders, they also held their hands on the hilt of the knife at their waists. And the purple-shirted military leader under the city gate couldn't help but show a hint of surprise. Obviously, he didn't understand why the general defending the city was so nervous after hearing the name of Master Sanzang.

He squinted his eyes slightly and asked tentatively, "General, what does this mean?"

The general glanced at the purple-shirted military leader: "This matter has nothing to do with you and others, you don't interfere." ”

The leader of the purple shirt army still had nothing to say, but seeing that the army general was so resolute, he had nothing to say for a while in order not to cause additional incidents. It's just that he doesn't speak, but it doesn't mean that others don't speak...

"Ouch, I'm an Amitabha Buddha..."

"Uncle General, you have something to say, but don't move the knife, the little monk is very timid, don't be scared. Seeing the murderous posture on the other side, the fat monk was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he almost peed his pants on the spot. He hurriedly took two steps sideways, hid behind the old monk, swayed his palms like willow branches in the wind, and begged with a crying voice: "General, listen to me." My master is an honest man, if he owed your family money or anything before, it would definitely be an unintentional mistake, or he was short of money, and he would definitely not be estimated to cheat you! You must not hurt people for a few money boards..."

"Shut up!"

"Poof!"

I don't know if it's really stupid or fake, or if this fat monk can be frightened, a set of nonsense Haikan blurted out of his mouth like this, causing others to laugh and scold their faces. It's just that the general on the opposite side didn't eat a set, he stopped talking violently, pulled out the saber on his waist and pointed it three feet away from the old monk's nose, and drank: "If you are interested, get out of here, don't shout here!"

"Sha..."

The blade was exposed, and a slight cold wind blew through the Su yellow robe.

The old monk was very calm, and he was very calm. The blade is in front, as long as the general's hand holding the knife is a little harder, he can take the head of the person, but the old monk didn't move a little, not even an eyelid. However, the fat monk who was hiding behind him was so frightened by the wolf knife that he took a few steps back, and he seemed to be ready to turn around and run at any time, which was really shameful.

"General. ”

As calm as the old monk, there is another person.

That was the little monk on the side, just when the fat monk was frightened and ready to run away, the little monk resolutely took a step forward and stood under the tiger wolf knife in front of the old monk. He innocently raised his head and looked at the menacing general, without the slightest flinch in his eyes. Calm as water, sincere as the realm, it feels like a newborn doll, so innocent and pure, not stained with the slightest dirt in the mortal world.

He asked immaturely, "I wonder if we have ever had a holiday with the general?"

The eyelids were lightly raised, and the general looked down at the little monk in surprise.

He never thought that at such a time when thousands of troops were drawing their swords and becoming the top of Mount Tai, this little monk who was as thin as a monkey would dare to take a step, walk under his big knife and question. As a garrison commander with 4,000 soldiers, he knew very well how much courage it would take. He could understand why the first disciple of Master Sanzang, who was famous for three thousand miles in Yueyang, was actually a child.

Thinking of this, the general softened his tone a little and replied, "There has never been." ”

"Have we ever broken the law?"

"Not yet. ”

"Have you ever disturbed the people?"

"Nope. ”

The little monk asked again: "Since there is no fault, why does the general put up a killing array for us?"

"Inch by inch. ”

The little monk just didn't understand. ”

"Humph!"

Again and again, again and again, he was questioned by a child continuously, and even if the general had a good temper, it was limited. Holding the tiger and wolf knife in his hand, he glared angrily, stared at the little monk, and said with disdain: "Don't think that it is terrible to come from the Huasheng Temple." I respect your master as a human being, and I just set up a killing formation, and if you are someone else, you have already become the soul of my sword! If you are interested, give me a quick retreat! If you dare to talk nonsense, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The coercion was like a tiger groaning, and the fat monk hid behind the old monk and shivered. The little monk lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head again, and said unexpectedly: "Amitabha, the little monk would like to hear about it." ”

"I told you to step down, can't you hear?"

The little monk would like to hear about it. ”

"Buzz!"

After the little monk finished speaking, a knife roared!

The tiger wolf knife on his head suddenly fell suddenly!

The sergeants around him, the purple-shirted military leaders on the side were suddenly shocked, but when they said that it was too late, they were fast, and they were too late, and no one could stop them under a knife!

"Sha..."

This knife did fall, but it also stopped, but it didn't have the imaginary scene of the plasma bursting...

But I saw that the big knife in the hand of the general in front of him had been cut from the nose of the old monk to the center of the eyebrows of the little monk in an instant. The blade is like the moon, and in the slightest, it almost touches the flesh and blood. A gentle breeze swept by, and three delicate hairs were gently cut off along the shiny blade from the pores of the little monk in front of the wind. Drifting away from the distance along the slightly cold breeze...

"Aren't you afraid of death?" the general looked at the little monk with his eyelids tense and along the straight blade. The little monk was the same, his big clear and flawless eyes followed the blade of Shangyan, looking at the eyes of the general. Shengsheng replied with one word: "Afraid." ”

"Then why don't you retreat?"

"Why do you want to retreat?"

"If you don't retreat, you'll die. ”

"But the little monk will not die. ”

"Why?"

The little monk blinked his eyelids and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "In the eyes of the general, there is anger but no edge, and between the blades, there is edge but no killing. The knife fell three feet, and the force was one point, and there was no killing intent. Therefore, the little monk knows that he will not become a ghost under your sword today, so he is not afraid.

"Uh..."

Terrific...

This little monk is really amazing.

This exclamation is the common voice of the two generals under the city pass at this time.

Just now, the wind rises and falls, but in the blink of an eye, the slightest difference is the yin and yang of life and death. And, in the blink of an eye, the little monk actually looked at the defending general, his heart was not sharp, the knife was not killing, the knife fell three feet, he used one point of force, and there was no killing intent. What kind of nuanced insight is this? Even with these golden eyes, what kind of powerful mental arithmetic and wisdom must be matched to complete such a life-and-death decision in this instant!?

Besides, he doesn't look like he's in his early teens...

At this moment, only such a terrifying and terrifying four words can describe the inner turmoil of the two generals in front of them. And what made them feel like they were on top of Mount Tai was the seemingly ordinary old monk behind the little monk. Although he never said a word from beginning to end, nor did he reveal his true body, he could teach such a high disciple in the whole world! Dare to ask, who is not an earth-shattering person?

"Sha..."

The gentle breeze has already blown, shadowless and invisible, taking away the half-sound and slightly cool. A few fluffs that were broken off by the little monk's eyebrows also crossed the long Chengguan Road with the wind and drifted into the northern city. The sky was clear, the sun was rising, and the sun was shining over the willow branches and gradually climbing up the treetops, making the temperature of the street even hotter. A drop of sweat condensed by the weakness of the heart or the heat, the tough face of the general, unconsciously slipped down and hung on the tip of the cheek.

"Tick..."

In the end, the mellow beads of sweat can't bear his own weight, just like his master, who can't bear the pressure in his heart at this time...

Dripped.

In fact, the name of Master Sanzang of Huasheng Temple has long been heard of by military generals, but they have never seen it. He knew very well how much trouble a person of the Grandmaster level would cause him in the future if he was offended. However, military orders are like mountains, and those who are generals dare not obey. Today, no one in Beicheng is allowed to enter or leave, even if it is a mountain of military orders, and those who violate the orders will all be punished on the spot! For the sake of their own lives, the military generals have to put on a fierce posture, and they have to stop this old monk desperately. However, it was good for him to see through his mind at a glance, and he stood there to be slaughtered.

"Poof. ”

After thinking about it for a long time, the defenders finally gave up the struggle like a drop of sweat. The fierce color on his face eased, he crutched his wrist, shook the knife, and easily withdrew the tiger wolf knife from his waist. Then he clasped his fists with both hands and padded towards the little monk: "The little mage has good eyesight." ”

The little monk bowed his head slightly and bowed.

After putting down the shelf, the general's tone was much calmer, he clenched his fists, and continued: "Since he was seen through by the little mage, Zhang Mou really didn't hide it. The goodness of Master Sanzang, the virtue and name of Yueyang, Zhang has heard of it for a long time, and it seems to be a great honor to see it today. This thousand troops are killing the formation, it is indeed just a trick, and Zhang will never dare to hurt your life. As he spoke, the general paused, his eyes stretched slightly, and his tone became heavy again: "But, if the three mages have to enter the city from behind Zhang today, then they will be stepped on by Zhang's corpse first!"

"Uh..."

The tone is heavy, and the last few words are even more sonorous and powerful, with the momentum of being forced to die. At the same time, it's wonderful. It can even be said that it is wonderful. So much so that the purple-shirted military leaders who were silently watching on the side were amazed by the general's witty words.

It seems that this general defending the city is not an ordinary person. Knowing that he couldn't help the few people in front of him, he actually skillfully grabbed the other party's sore feet in the middle of the battle, and put on a clever trick of saluting first and then soldiering, and retreating as advance! In fact, he said so much, the front is all foreshadowing, and the last sentence is the point, and it is also where the magic lies. Master Sanzang is a world-renowned monk who is compassionate and kind-hearted to all sentient beings, and is well known to the world. Today, don't say that you want him to kill people to pass the test, even if he lets him step on the ants that die on weekdays, it is also impossible!

The generals don't dare to hurt people, but these three monks can't hurt people, since they can't hurt anyone, how can they pass this level?

"Amitabha. ”

Although this trick of the military general is wonderful, even the purple-shirted military general next to him can react at once, how can the little monk who is a thousand times smarter not hear it? He nodded noncommittally, and then asked, "Is the general in trouble?"

The general smiled noncommittally: "Don't stop the difficulty, this is the great difficulty." Today, not only you have to pass the customs, but also thousands of colleagues outside the city have to pass the customs, but they have all been stopped by me. ”

The little monk would like to hear about it. The little monk asked.

The military general raised his fists and raised his face to the sky, and said in a loud voice: "Today, Prince An has issued a ban, no one is allowed to enter or leave the northern city, especially those who lead the army with blades, those who are next to the rivers and lakes, especially those related to the Wentian Pavilion, the Seven Star Courtyard, and the Pure Yang Palace, are strictly prohibited! You say, how dare I, a young general guarding the city, let you in?"

“......”

After listening, the little monk didn't speak again. He slowly looked up and looked behind him, looking at the old monk behind him with an inquiring gaze. The old monk didn't make much movement, just slowly closed his eyelids, opened them again, as if to indicate something, then turned around and walked slowly back to the carriage, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated.

After the old monk sat down, the little monk turned around at this time, clasped his hands very politely, and saluted the general: "Let the general be embarrassed, I will retreat after this." After speaking, the little monk also followed the old monk's hind feet, turned around and walked back.

"Ouch, big brother..."

It's just that the fat monk next to him, who was still thinking about how to run away, was not happy at this time. He took a step, grabbed the corner of the little monk and hurriedly asked, "Senior brother, I came here after fighting my life, which tendon did the master draw?"

The little monk looked sideways slightly and spit out a word.

And so on. ”

“......”