"If I feel happy, I will be happy, and if I feel unhappy, I will not be happy. Liu Xuanchou walked around to Feng Dagang's side, looked at the busy figure in the Buddha hall and the big Buddha smiling with flowers, and said with a faint smile.

"But I'm not happy right now. Feng Dagang lowered his head and stared at his toes, as if recalling the dusty past, "A martial artist, I am too limited by this heaven and earth, and I have become not my ....."

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his wrinkled face, golden and golden, giving people a kind of sadness at the end of a hero.

"Seeing you is like seeing me when I was young, not bound by the rules, killing people with swords, and only ...... in a thought"

"How much do you know about the woodcutter on Dragon Tiger Mountain?"

Feng Dagang glanced at him unexpectedly, "Have you read Mr. Tao Yuanming's "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring"? When the forest runs out of water, there will be a mountain, and the mountain has a small mouth, as if there is light. Drop off the boat and enter from the mouth. At the beginning, it is extremely narrow, and only then can it be passed. After dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear. The land is flat, the houses are like that, and there are good fields, beautiful ponds, and mulberry bamboos....... The 'woodcutter' you are talking about is the guardian who guards the entrance to the 'Peach Blossom Spring'. ”

"How many entrances like this are there?"

"Every entrance is a world, and there are thousands of them, big and small. ”

Liu Xuanchou was quite shocked, every entrance was a world, and there were thousands of them. So, how many people will there be in it? What is the proportion of martial artists? The strength of the people guarding the entrance is already so strong, but what about the people inside? He didn't dare to imagine.

Feng Dagang is so familiar with the matter of the 'Peach Blossom Spring', could it be said that he also has anything to do with one of the 'Peach Blossom Springs'?

"There is a similar secret presence not only in the East, but also in the Far West. Feng Dagang didn't seem to want to continue to delve into this topic, he took two steps forward, slowly walked up to the platform on the steps, bowed to the big Buddha in the Buddhist hall, turned to look at the calm and calm Liu Xuanchou, and said lightly: "Come on, you will decide immediately, and you will also divide .......life and death."

Liu Xuanchou met a strong opponent at first time, his spirit was lifted, with his insight, he knew that the master duel not only the right time and place can affect the victory, the choice of strategy is also very important, Feng Dagang stood on the ladder in front of the Buddha, to wait for work, has won the time and place, only in the strategic outstanding surprise soldiers, in order to regain the balance of power.

The two of them are ten zhang apart, and according to Liu Xuanchou's speed, they can come to the Tsing Yi man after about twenty-five or six steps. His steps were extremely slow at first, but then he slowly picked up, looking at the momentum, and when he rushed in front of Feng Dagang, it was the time when his physical functions gradually reached their peak with the movement of his footsteps.

Feng Dagang obviously didn't expect Liu Xuanchou to say nothing, and went straight to the shot. He still maintained his calm and relaxed appearance, but his body suddenly sank half a minute, as if he wanted to jump up at any time. His short gray hair stood strangely upright at the moment, like an angry little hedgehog.

Liu Xuanchou floated up, pointed out a few fingers, as far as his fingertips could reach, the fist wind was disturbed, and an internal force penetrated the fist wind, reaching Feng Dagang's fist, following the meridian pulse to the viscera, Feng Dagang only felt numb all over his body, and a mouthful of stuffy breath in his chest suddenly jumped, as if he was about to break out of his brain.

Liu Xuanchou has the upper hand, does not allow the opponent to breathe, the strange tricks are endless, the body is like a butterfly wearing flowers, fast and slow, elegant, the moves are dense, the momentum is like a waterfall flying, his fingers swept through the air, the wind with a moving trembling, the trembling sound blended into one, like a song, Feng Dagang was in the middle of it, like being in a buzzing bronze bell, the heart moved, God shook it, if it was not for the extremely high concentration, it was almost impossible to hold it.

The platform was only two meters away from the Buddhist hall, and Feng Dagang retreated step by step, and quickly retreated to the corner. Liu Xuanchou's offensive was like the plum rain in May in the south of the Yangtze River, fluttering and sprinkling, not very violent, but it was continuous and lasting, and it was endless.

"Hahahaha, happy ....." Feng Dagang laughed, with a trace of sadness and helplessness..... Since he was expelled from the mountain gate, he has never been so down.

He leaned against the wall, his rickety body shrunk into a ball, and he struggled to support more than 20 moves, Liu Xuanchou's offensive was finally weakened, Feng Dagang sighed, his fists and feet flew out, fierce as a mountain running to the sea, as fast as a lightning flash, but no matter how fast and heavy it was, when it met Liu Xuanchou's strength, it was like a boulder falling into a lake, even if it stirred up waves, it was eventually submerged by the lake.

Feng Dagang was shocked, but he felt that the enemies he had encountered in his life outside the mountain gate were all three-year-old boys compared to this young man. What's even more terrifying is that he clearly feels that until this moment, Liu Xuanchou still hasn't done his best.

Liu Xuanchou's gestures, chic and freehand, implicitly fit a very subtle rhythm, this rhythm is like a snare, Feng Dagang often falls into it unconsciously, and he takes the hand. What's even more strange is that this feeling of following the trend is not only not awkward, but has an indescribable pleasure.

Feng Dagang knew in his heart that he would go the opposite way everywhere and try his best to get rid of his rhythm. After holding a few moves, he tied his hands and feet, not only did he not get out of the predicament, but fell deeper and deeper into the snare.

Liu Xuanchou took advantage of the situation, brushed his fingers together, and a wisp of strong wind swept across Feng Dagang's cheeks, half of his face was numb, and he almost lost consciousness.

"Don't keep your hands anymore," Feng Dagang let out a long roar, and slapped his palm on Liu Xuanchou's shoulder with a wounded chest.

In front of the Buddha hall, the big Buddha treasured solemnly, quietly watching the two people fight.

Liu Xuanchou was not as easy as Feng Dagang imagined, and he also saw some clues from the number of martial arts paths and moves, Feng Dagang must be a martial artist from a certain 'Peach Blossom Spring'.

The pressure he put on him was also heavier than ever.

"Do you collude with the forces of the island nation?" he couldn't help but ask. Perhaps Feng Dagang was an outcast who had been secretly abandoned, but he would never believe that such a person would betray his country.

Feng Dagang was obviously stunned, and then a trace of anger appeared on his face, and his hands and feet were much faster than just now.

"The meaning of our existence is to protect the land of Huaxia, and this is what you appeared here for. He kept sneering, "It's ridiculous that a warrior has become a lackey." ”

"There is a problem with the list. ”

Liu Xuanchou didn't look like he was lying, and immediately understood that the list provided by Shuichi Minamino was fake.

"Dog thing, die without repentance. ”

He was angry, and the duel with Feng Dagang became more serious.

"Knock~"

Suddenly, the bell in front of the Buddha rang loudly, which made people listen to a huge shock in their hearts.

The big Buddha in front of the Buddha hall seemed to have turned into an angry Buddha at this moment, and his cold golden eyes stared coldly at the back of Liu Xuanchou, who was slowly leaving.

Feng Dagang leaned on the pillar in front of the Buddha hall, looking at the sky full of red glow with empty eyes.