Three thousand karmic obstacles are sent on their heads, and they come and go without scrutiny. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Is it back to square one?

Or is it a departure from the point of origin?

Different answers, results, are very different.

The sword demon had no answer, and no direction, thinking about this difficult question, leaving the temple of the sword snow nameless, walking aimlessly.

Beside him, a monk who broke the vows shook his feather fan lightly and followed him step by step.

"Division...... I knew you couldn't be him, but I always had a very familiar feeling. Stopping, looking at the person next to him, the sword evil said softly, "A single person can have three identities, the same body, two souls who hate each other, everything is everything, the world is difficult, and it is very difficult to be a man!"

"Hmm," the precept-breaking monk smiled, "The demon who loves to think, leaving the origin of your wandering, naturally has an answer, sword evil friend, do you want to stand where you are, or continue this journey?"

“......”

The sword demon was silent, staring at the distant landscape.

The monk who broke the precept did not persecute, the feather fan lightly pointed ahead, it was a ferry, the turbulent river was in front, and the endless river blocked the road, and said meaningfully: "The ferry has arrived, this place is a turning point, do you want to continue this road, or turn around?"

“...... To continue this journey is to retrace the beginning. ”

Having made up his mind, the sword demon boarded the boat, and the precept-breaking monk followed, as if sighing and seeming to be happy, "Since you have made a decision, let's move forward, don't linger in place." ”

Behind the two, a figure watched silently.

On the boat, the monk who broke the vows recalled the past and told in detail what happened between the former Master Yilian and the Divine Son of the Doupan and the Buddha Swallowing Boy.

Plum Dock.

The eyes are full of red plums, the nose is full of fresh fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed, and on the wilderness path, two figures with different thoughts, walking slowly.

The precept-breaking monk, the sword monk Xuanlian, gently admired: "The proud bone ice mark is a plum blossom!"

"Turning into spring mud, it is still a blessing for life. ”

Sword Monk Xuanlian stared at the Sword Evil with deep meaning, "After listening to all the stories, Sword Evil Little Friend, do you have a choice?"

The sword evil was speechless, and reached out to pluck the Zhu Yan behind him and stabbed it under a plum tree.

"Is it your last choice to give up the Zhu Yan that is firmly in your hand?" Do you know that the sword is the life of the swordsman" The sword monk Xuanlian looked at him deeply, "Are you quite conscious?"

"To unravel the old thing is to finish the old thing. Giving up, there will be a new life. How to go in the future, you must face it yourself!" Speaking of this, the sword evil looked at Zhu Yan, who seemed to sense that he was going to be separated from himself, and Wuzi kept shining red light, "Zhu Yan, staying here is for your good." ”

The sword is through the heart, knowing that the sword evil idea has been decided, and the road ahead cannot be changed, although Zhu Yan is unwilling, but he still respects the wishes of the master and stops the strange.

His eyes fell on Zhu Yan, who was faintly red and faint, and the sword monk Xuanlian didn't do what he wanted, and only said, "Is it okay to give me this sword?"

"Everything goes with the flow. ”

"Then I will accept it politely, accept a gift from you, of course the mountain monk should also return a salute, Ziyun-" Sword Monk Xuanlian raised one hand, the sky broke the purple cloud vortex, lowered a Buddhist weapon, and landed in front of Jian Xue Nameless. Jian Xue, who had already made up her mind in her heart, couldn't help but look at the sword monk Xuanlian with a little doubt.

"This sword lotus will be of great help to what you want to do. Sword monk Xuanlian gently brushed the hilt of the Buddhist holy sword with the feather fan in his hand, and said in his mouth, "Sword evil, don't let him affect your judgment, don't let him influence your decision, you are firm enough to save you and him, remember, the number of lives changes, only in one thought." ”

“...... Thanks a lot. ”

The inexplicable familiar breath made the last trace of regret in the heart of the determined sword evil disappear, and the peers felt a lot along the way, Jian Xue sincerely thanked the sword monk Xuanlian, and when he turned around to leave, he said: "If you are lucky, I hope that I will have the opportunity to know the taste of wine in the future." ”

After speaking, the figure in the green shirt, stepping on the snow, went into the distance.

In a moment, the plum blossom dock is empty and snowy, and the red plum stands proudly, consistently.

Sword Monk Xuanlian watched the sword evil go away, and only then did he sigh in a low voice: "Firm faith, there is a chance to save you and him, Sword Xue Xiaoyou, maybe the ending is already doomed, but it may not be impossible to open another future, I look forward to your performance." ”

Meditation day.

The former holy land of Buddhism was now destroyed overnight, and the raging demon fire pierced through the underground Buddha veins and unlocked the seal that no one knew about for a long time.

With the help of night rebirth, the Buddha Swallowing Boy broke the triangular seal, purifying the blood of the Buddha, cleansing the deep Buddha veins, and recovering all the lost skills and memories, and the personality of the Sword Sealing Zen was completely suppressed by the Buddha Swallowing Boy, and the chance of getting out was already very small.

The wind is blowing, the temperature is cold, the reality is ruthless, and it is fateful and helpless. The changes in front of me are the last struggle in my heart, and it is a helpless and resolute struggle against the cruel reality.

The "sour Confucian" who suddenly entered the place was too thin to save the pure glazed Bodhisattva who was unwilling to leave this place, and the demonic fire was blazing in Dingzentian, and now only his former best friend remained.

The pure white robe, lined with the red hair hanging down from the high bun, became more and more vivid and beating, and the demon holding the holy sword calmed down and looked at the sword and snow that stopped ten zhang away.

"Jian Xue is nameless, hand over Zhu Yanjian, I can let you die quickly. ”

Jian Xue, who has a firm mind, is nameless, and is also looking at his former friend fixedly.

The same face, but not the people of the past, the cold eyes, is no longer the friends of the past, the opposite person is the Buddha swallowing boy, but also a sword to seal Zen.

"You should know my answer. ”

The four eyes intersected, and the reflection was the raging demon fire of destruction, and the eyes changed instantaneously for no reason. Best friends become enemies of life and death, it is the ruthless manipulation of fate, but also the inevitability of accident, after today, it is the end of the past friendship, or the complete rewriting of the ruthless fate!

With a determination in his heart, Jian Xue no longer talked nonsense, clenched the holy sword of Buddhism in his hand, he could no longer hesitate, and the stubborn sword pointed at the Buddha boy.

Rich killing intent, condensed into the center of the eyebrows, and poured into the holy sword.

Seeing that Jian Xue was full of murderous energy, the Buddha Swallowing Boy's heart shook slightly, and he knew that the person in front of him was fundamentally different from the people in the past. After a slight calculation, he also started the holy weapon of Buddhism, and wanted to get a glimpse of the sword and snow in the battle.

The confrontation between the two was the pinnacle of the sword, concentrating on the enemy, the murderous aura rushed into the sky, and the killing aura suddenly filled the wilderness.

Suddenly, the sword evil took the lead.

I saw that his hand turned over, his body rotated, and the holy sword of Buddhism was self-generating and powerful, and the sword qi waved out, dazzling and eye-catching.

"Snow Feather Rain!!"

Xuan Gong and the holy sword, the temperature around the temperature dropped sharply, the true qi ditch moved the vitality of heaven and earth, condensed and current, such as snow feathers, such as flying rain, ethereal, rapid sword rain appeared in the world in an instant, and shot rapidly towards the Buddha swallowing boy.

The Buddha Swallowing Boy runs the Killing Sacred Sword and restrains the sword rain with the moves of the Five Elements, which is exactly a move "Demon Flame Ember Earth".

The move of the extreme ice against the fierce flame killing style, water and fire hit each other, one cold and one hot two forces clash head-on, and when they all disappear, the air flow of the violent conflict rolls into the sky, the air pressure changes rapidly, and the dark clouds are thick, and it actually rains heavily.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding......"

A move settled, down is a stormy mutual attack, fierce battle, but see the two figures touch and then separate, and then separate and then contact, every attack, is the sword in the killing weapon of the battle, the exquisite sword move competition.

With the incessant sound of metal collision, the turbulent air flow made Dingzen Tian full of devastation, and the two people who were extremely determined were actually more and more crazy the more they fought, and the more they killed, the more crazy they became, and they didn't think about the moves, but each move was extremely subtle and ruthless, and the style was close to the other party's fatal point.

"Feng Xue's famous move!!"

A type of impact, Jian Xue changed moves again, Nei Yuan mentioned, the wind stopped, the qi stopped, it was the bitterness of suffocation and freezing, between the sword qi swaying, venting full of resentment and painful mood, it was for the wind to break the sword and snow, and the power was added again.

The oncoming sword qi, for a moment, the Buddha swallowing boy was puzzled, and at the moment of condensing the move, he secretly left three points of spare strength and quietly observed.

"Demon Flame!!"

It is still a move of ice and fire, the two of them are almost the same, but the attributes of the moves are opposite, the fierce battle is the mutual control of the demon and the saint, and the restraint of fire and ice, the more crazy the eyes of the two are, the more amazing the power.

"Boom!!"

The air flow exploded wildly, and the flames and angry qi shocked Dingzen Tian, and the layers of explosive demonic power destroyed Dingzen Heaven and its land within a radius of several miles.

The demon fire ruthlessly devoured the holy land of Buddhism, the sea of fire destroyed everything, burned the scenery carefully arranged by the pure glass, and the sword evil heart was angry and burning, and he hated to defeat this demon with boundless flames.

Sword, force to kill the Buddha swallowing boy, fight, in order to calm the fierceness in the heart!

The sword evil of the Buddha and the demon is the same body, holding the holy weapon to add more power, the Buddha swallowing boy is holding the killing commandment dripping with blood, and the sound of the two swords clashing shatters the bitterness in the heart of the sword evil, but it makes the Buddha swallowing boy gradually have confidence in his heart, and the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned unconsciously...... (To be continued.) )