Chapter 437: A monk jumped down from the mountain

But they waited for a while, Zhang Tieniu began to moo again, Uncle Zhang Zhang also opened his eyes, Zhang Baoding's face was a little puzzled, and he looked up.

I saw a beautiful man with a purple and gold crown on his head, a faint plum blossom makeup in the corner of his eyes, a large coat made of lilac Shuzhong brocade, and a pair of boots facing the sky under the clouds.

Zhang Baoding was stunned, and then he saw the folding knife hanging on his waist, and then smiled.

He had never seen this man before, but he recognized him at a glance.

God travels hundreds of miles, folding knives and picking flowers, and now the world's most famous, the world's most famous knife leader for light skills and knife skills.

Baili Chaohua walked in front of the two of them, then stopped, bowed to Zhang Zhang, who was still sitting there, and said: "Baili Chaohua, a disciple of the Baili clan of Wanzhou, has seen Wudang Mountain Zhang's seniors. ”

His etiquette is meticulous, and even the most picky junior uncle can't find fault with it.

In fact, Uncle Xiao is not a person who likes to find faults.

People who are familiar with him feel that the reason why Uncle Xiao is like this is entirely because he has been in the mountains for a long time and is too lonely and lonely.

Abbreviated as boring.

He was supposed to be a swordsman who drank and fought with swords, and killed people for thousands of miles, but he grew up on Wudang Mountain and became a Taoist priest.

But over the years, Uncle Xiao has adhered to the rules and precepts, and he has not touched it at all, nor has he allowed others to touch it.

Looking at the young playboy in front of him, he nodded and said: "I thought that Baoding was already one of the best young people in the world, but I didn't expect that your talent was not as good as his, but your cultivation was already above him, it seems that I underestimated the hero of the world." ”

Baili Chaohua smiled softly and said, "The senior has said, Brother Baoding's cultivation is the Supreme Heavenly Dao, which is naturally much stronger than the knife in my hand that has no other use except for cutting people. ”

Zhang Zhang thought that this was just a statement, but he didn't talk much and was not good at talking to people, so he had closed his eyes again at this time.

Baili Chaohua and Uncle Zhang Zhang may have something in common on this point, but they are different in nature.

He was a very cautious and serious man, and he had asked many things from the mysterious know-it-all on the rivers and lakes long before he came.

Among them, there is a Taoist priest who suddenly appeared on the rivers and lakes in the past few days, carrying a luxurious sword all the way south from the north.

Although this Taoist priest is eye-catching, this alone does not make him so famous.

He traveled all the way south, beheading eighty-two notorious bandits and leveling twelve mountain villages along the way.

This is a Taoist priest who can kill.

And when you encounter people and things that don't like your eyes, you have to draw your sword.

Just by taking a look, Baili Chaohua was sure that those rumors were not exaggerated at all.

The murderous aura on that man's body was still there, as long as he stood in front of him, whether he was intentional or unintentional, he could feel a chill on his face.

It's hard for such a person not to attract attention.

But he likes this kind of person very much, obviously the murderous spirit is still there, but it is hidden behind the bottom of his heart, and the talent who talks and laughs with you on the surface is the most terrifying.

Zhang Baoding didn't know that this hundred miles of Chaohua had also come here, so was there anyone else here?

He has always been a very direct person, and he is young, hot-blooded, and easy to get started.

Just like when he thought Li Wenshuo was an evil demon, he chased him for thousands of miles.

So he opened his mouth directly and said, "Mr. Baili is also here, take the liberty of asking, does Mr. know how many people are on this trip." ”

"I don't know. ”

Baili Chaohua's answer was also straightforward.

Zhang Baoding smiled bitterly twice and said, "As far as the three of us are concerned, I'm afraid it's not enough." ”

Hearing this, Baili Chaohua nodded and said, "Lingxiu Mountain has a thousand-year heritage, and it is really not enough for the three of us to shake its foundation alone. ”

Zhang Zhang suddenly opened his mouth and said: "There is another person under the mountain, who is very strong, but he should be injured, and his breath is a little chaotic, otherwise I won't be able to detect him." ”

Hearing this, Baili Chaohua frowned and said, "I almost forgot about him, but don't worry about him, he has always liked to act alone, a wounded beast is more dangerous than an uninjured beast, and even if all three of us die, he won't die." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Zhang sighed, his tone was slightly raised, obviously very interested in this person.

In the past few days of going down the mountain, he has walked thousands of miles, met a lot of people, and killed a lot of so-called masters, but it was not until he saw this hundred miles of Chaohua that he really saw one who could see it.

Because this person is young, not only is his cultivation stronger than Zhang Baoding, but he has even faintly caught up with himself, although he feels that the other party's qi is a little unstable, it should be that he has just reached the realm of breaking the army in recent days, and the knife is in the sheath, which only makes people feel gentle and calm, like peach blossoms blooming in spring.

But he still couldn't imagine what kind of murderous and invincible demeanor that delicate knife should be when it was unsheathed.

And he actually had such an evaluation of the master he hadn't seen yet, wouldn't he die if he died, this thing is getting more and more interesting, it seems that there is nothing to do in the future to go down the mountain often, the mountain is really boring.

Zhang Zhang thought like this and didn't speak, but it seems that like this, as long as Uncle Zhang Zhang doesn't die, those bandits in the Hanzhou area will be unlucky in the future.

Because of those people, Uncle Zhang Zhang will never be pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Baoding nodded, although there are many masters in the world, but there are only a few people who are really top, he has already guessed who it is, and he is also a lot more relieved in his heart, even if Lingxiu Mountain is really powerful beyond imagination, but the two masters of the martial arts list are here, plus Uncle Xiao, plus himself, as long as he stomps his feet, won't the force in the world also have to shake three points?

But before he was happy for a quarter of an hour, suddenly, Zhang Baoding was slightly stunned, looked up at the mountain, and frowned.

Afterwards, Zhang Zhang also got up to hold the sword, and Baili Chaohua reached out to hold the hilt.

Previously, Uncle Zhang Zhang said that he would wait for someone to jump down from the mountain and then kill him, but he didn't expect that he would wait so soon, and there was more than one person who came down.

They looked up and saw nine people jumping down from the sky, and the one in the middle fell the fastest and the most amazing, like a stubborn stone, falling straight from a height of hundreds of zhang, with the sound of whistling wind, Zhang Baoding's mouth opened wide in shock.

Knowing that there is not soft dirt underneath, but hard pebbles, and even if it is a stone, it should be broken into pieces.

only heard a boom, the man really didn't use the slightest light body exercise, and smashed directly into the ground, only for a moment, there was a mess of rocks jumping and flying, Zhang Baoding looked at it with great concern, thinking that even if he really couldn't die, he should be seriously injured.

But the result made him even more stunned.

The man sank three feet into the ground, and his clothes had been torn by stones, but there was not a drop of blood on his body, and there were only a few white marks on the top of his bare head, except for a few white marks from the stones, and all that remained were nine pitch-black ring scars.

On his body was a bright yellow robe, his face was old, his expression was calm, he crawled out of the depth of the smashing with difficulty, sighed, and muttered: "Amitabha, all living beings are suffering, and I am alone in hell." ”

At this time, the other eight people fell down like big white birds, standing behind the monk with great respect, like a slave in the rich man's family.

But what surprised Zhang Baoding was that all of these eight people were above him in strength, and he might not be able to find a few masters of the army-breaking realm if he searched the rivers and lakes, but there were eight of them here!

Zhang Baoding was surprised, but Zhang Zhang and Baili Chaohua felt that it was expected, if the enemy was really just a few masters, then they didn't need to do it at all, and the imperial court didn't need to worry so much.

But at this moment, they were still worried in their hearts, even if they knew that there was a problem with the army breaking realm of the eight white-clothed bodhisattvas, it was true, it was the army breaking realm.