In front of the Tourmaline Palace, Murong Wan'er reluctantly followed Qin Fu to the palace gate, turning back in three steps and looking back in five steps, full of nostalgia. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Finally couldn't help it, ran back to the two of them, took off the short sword on his waist and sent it to Fan Baili, afraid that he wouldn't take it, grabbed his right hand and stuffed the short sword into his hand, staring at him with a pair of tearful eyes.

"This short sword was given to me by my father when I was six years old, saying that I hope it can protect my life's safety, and now, my father is not there, the Yan Kingdom has disappeared, and it is no longer the intrigue of the Great Yan Palace, so it will not be used, and ...... Recently, it is the most lively time in my life, Brother Fan, you ...... Don't forget my ......"

The words were intermittent, and his face was as red as the autumn maple leaves, and he was extremely ashamed at first glance, and he thought about it before he said it.

Seeing that he took the thing, he turned around and trotted after Qin Fu, and gradually disappeared into the palace gate.

In the invisible corner, Wan'er silently let her tears fall, and before she was far away, her thoughts arose.

The name of the short sword is called dragon slaying, the legend is that the ancient Zhou surname Xiuzhen was used to slay the dragon, when the flood was full of fierce beasts, the human race was weak, there was this artifact in hand, the end was extraordinary, once dominated the Central Plains for many years, and then a number of holy weapons appeared, only to gradually decline, but it is still a divine object.

No matter how stupid Fan Baili is, she understands that Murong Wan'er has feelings for her, but maybe she has lost her care for many years, and she does not distinguish between love and reverence.

Moreover, there is already a shadow in the heart that fills his heart, but he can't tell the difference, whether it is simply wanting to be close or unrequited love.

Zhang Tianyu slapped Fan Baili and said. "Stinky boy, it's not shallow. ”

"Brother Zhang, don't make fun of me, what's the matter, maybe she is like a brother. Fan Baili said strongly.

"Brother, don't you think I'm more like a brother than you?"

“......”

The two of them said as they walked down the mountain.

Behind, the sun was long, and the figure was getting longer and longer, and gradually caught up with King Sam and Xuanyuan Qing who were walking in front.

Out of the immeasurable mountain, the four big men have no scruples, one person and one horse are rushing day and night, and the horsepower is exhausted is the foot power to run, if it is not for Fan Baili's spiritual power, the king of Shenwang can not practice at home, Xuanyuan Qing has recovered, but I am afraid that the sword will ride the wind and fly over.

All the way, non-stop, finally came to the realm of Faming.

On this day, after Baimadu, I saw a magnificent Buddha statue in the distance, leaning on the mountain and sitting cross-legged.

The head is afraid that there are more than ten zhang, and the big foot is about five zhang, and the giant pine on the side is only like short chopsticks in comparison.

The big Buddha stands in front of his chest with one palm, and puts the other palm on his knee, the treasure is solemn, and the eyebrows are kind.

Such a huge Buddha statue may have taken decades to build, and there are naturally countless manpower and material resources. Just looking at this, Faming Temple is strong to know a thing or two, waiting for idle temples, how can it have such strength.

Looking at it from afar, the crowd is dense, and you can see that under the Buddha statue, believers gather, and see the green smoke going up, you will know that the incense is prosperous.

When I came to the Buddha, I realized that I was small.

Looking up, the sky and the earth are vast, and only this Buddha has the feeling of reaching the nine heavens.

Although the three of Fan Baili do not believe in Buddhism, such a scene is also rare, and they are all full of emotion. Zhang Tianyu has been here several times, and he has long been surprised.

The four people led the horse to the outside of the mountain gate of the Faming Temple, and before they could enjoy the beautiful scenery of Faming, they had already seen the arrival of the four people and hurried to catch up.

"Amitabha, the little monk has been waiting for a few people for a long time. ”

"Oh, do you know that we are waiting for today?" Zhang Tianyu asked curiously, thinking that there was some mystery in it.

After all, there were a lot of delays along the way, and Zhang Tianyu did not inform him when he would get the Dharma name, and he had never heard of the Dharma name who was proficient in divination.

"Master Mingjue of the Jingtai Sect has been here, and said that he met a few on the way. It is estimated that the four of them will arrive a few days before and after, and the master will wait here for me. The monk said to solve his doubts.

In Faming Temple, in front of the past stone, it is the outstanding wisdom of the younger generation who is responsible for receiving Fan Baili.

"Master Fan, please hand me over the blade on your body, and return it when you leave. ”

Without thinking much about it, Fan Baili untied Yun Cheng, Wushuang and others one by one from his body and handed them to the Zhike monk next to him. Thinking of the short sword that Murong Wan'er gave her, she took it out of her arms.

Listening to a loud sound, the wisdom was taken from Fan Baili's hand, and with a bang, he pulled out the short sword, which was somewhat unreasonable.

Fan Baili's expression was a little unkind, it didn't hurt to hand it over, you opened it privately and looked at it.

"Seeing treasures for a while, the ancient dragon slaying, it is inevitable to lose his temper, and I ask Lord Fan Shi to forgive me. Wisdom also realized that he was reckless, and hurriedly accompanied him, as a contemporary leader of Faming Temple, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, but his heart is still a little worse, and he is inevitably excited to see the treasure of the peerless divine soldier.

Seeing this, Fan Baili was relieved, there are not a few martial idiots in this world, and it is common to see divine weapons behaving like this.

After the handover of weapons, the group continued to move forward.

After passing the mountain gate, I came to a stone step, and looked up, the stone steps zigzagged into the depths of the clouds, and just looking at the exposed part, it was roughly estimated that there were thousands of steps.

"I can't imagine that the famous families love to repair the steps. Thinking of Lingyun's sea of clouds, and then looking at the prospect of him, Fan Baili naturally had such an idea in his heart, and even began to outline the image of the steps of Lanling Valley.

The clouds and mist in the mountains are misty, flickering and flickering, and there is a faint bell to wake up everyone, this is a righteous giant, and it is also a treasure place for Zen meditation.

"The steps here, I also bother you to walk in the car and climb slowly, this is the special explanation of the dustless uncle. Hearing that it was specially arranged by Master Wuchen, Fan Baili and the others climbed up step by step.

Fortunately, several people are cultivated, the only thing that suffers is himself, he does not dare to stimulate spiritual power, only by relying on the thick skin and flesh, and the physical strength exceeds ordinary people, can he barely not lag behind, even so, he is panting, and he can't keep up with the pace several times.

However, it is also strange to say that such a strenuous exertion of physical strength, in the past, will definitely feel tired, but at this moment there is indeed a sense of refreshment, this must be so mysterious.

He hurried a few steps, caught up with the monk who was leading the way, and asked, "Little master, what is the subtlety of this step, Master Wuchen must have made this arrangement intentionally." ”

"That's nature, this road name is called Moke Bliss, is the place where the six generations of patriarchs Hui Neng participated in Zen enlightenment, at that time Faming Temple was only a temple that was not too large, Hui Neng patriarch went up and down the mountain here every day, and slowly realized that the weather here is rich in the atmosphere, the terrain is ingenious, it is very helpful to cultivate self-cultivation, clear mind and see virtue, and then it will be cultivated here to make countless steps, and the beginner disciples carry water every day on this road, hone their minds, and the most effective is remarkable. ”