From beginning to end, Yeyingzhao pays attention to every gesture of the girl, even the smallest subtleties. The purple heart appeared in the rain stop Xiaozhu, that innocence, that crystal clear purity, that spirituality that was about to come out, how charming and pleasant. Therefore, the wind and the girl stand side by side in the near future, and the night firefly is inevitably a trace of jealousy, and even the young man and woman purse their lips and smile, or quickly exchange glances, and the night firefly lighting is like a sink.

The apricot blossoms after the smoke and rain, I see pity, but where there is a trace of clear aura, the spring of the world is full of joy, and it is tempting.

Qiu Lixi was extremely annoyed, these three guys with missing brains seemed to have really encountered something very happy, and they laughed recklessly, endlessly. Under their influence, everyone who stopped the rain and built a small building, and their nervous minds relaxed for no reason.

Qiu Lixi smiled bitterly and put away his sword, laughing at himself: "It has nothing to do with you and me, Li Xi painted a snake, and the master laughed." ”

Ku Fei Zen said: "It doesn't matter if you are a poor monk. Besides, Master is here, how dare I use a sword in front of his old man?"

Since Qiu Lixi let go of the entanglement, he generously admitted his mistake: "Lixi's fault." ”

Ku Feizen was noncommittal, but asked the little fox who was tired of Zixin: "The poor monk is full of long hair, each one, and he is entangled in the red dust, and the 'bald donkey' is not scolding me." Han'er, isn't it?"

Even so, with a smile on her eyes, staring at the purple heart, the girl nodded involuntarily, and Ku Feichan laughed and said: "Female doll, every green silk of yours is also tied to the amorous monthly debt of the world." The Holy Maiden of the Hidden Cangshan Mountain, don't be it, and don't sit on the Qiongtian throne of the rotten chair...... Well, it's okay to go, and then the poor monk will grab it again. My grandson, a young man...... Hey, the more you look at it, the more you match, so it's agreed!"

Purple Heart chirped, "I don't want it." ”

"Don't want anything?"

The girl became more and more flustered.

Ran Wu asked for a salute and said, "Master, I ask you for one thing. ”

"What?"

"He met the saint Maiden one day, can you invite her to visit the Bamboo Valley of Xizi Lake? She, the master of my family, and Elder Qiu have a deep friendship, and the most bitter thing now is the master, and I hope that the saint will relieve him of the shackles in his heart. ”

"Master bitter? I didn't see it. Purple Heart wondered.

"The most helpless sufferings of life will be hidden. Ran Wuqiu said.

Kufei Zen should admit: "Definitely." ”

At first glance, if the light smoke disperses, the wind is soaked in the distance, and the lake in Cangpu is vast, Qiu Lixi retracts his gaze to look into the distance, his pupils are obscure, and he said to Ku Fei Zen: "The hidden vein of Zen Buddhism and the hidden vein of the Sword Sect, and the two most mysterious forces in the world, the people born in the past generations, the cultivation of the real world rarely meet opponents, to this day, there is still no way to know its connotation, only know that the hidden vein of Zen Buddhism is secretly transmitted to the Buddha domain, and those who are killed are unforgivable criminals; Now I met the master, and finally determined that there are two veins in the world, and I was lucky. ”

Ku Fei Zen sighed and said, "Alas, it's too tiring to talk to you. Before, he looked like he was making a big move, maybe he wanted to prove that his kendo cultivation was geometrically different from the top level, and he might have ulterior motives. Since you know the identity of a poor monk, how can you limit the world's rumors? Yincang Mountain is proud to be the enemy of the world, isn't it the hidden veins of Zen Buddhism and the Sword Sect that are feared? Don't you want to think about it, when Yincang Mountain was in the country of the wolf smoke human race, there were people of two veins?"

Qiu Li was silent.

"Those rumors are just some thunderous blows, without a trace, hidden veins are born, no character can escape, Xiang is on the head, as easy as finding the bag. If you invite the sword and only make a temptation, then Yincang Mountain really wants to have a plan. Kufei Zen continued.

The wind is light on the night, Mo asks for love, the purple heart reads people, and the reading is shallow, at this moment it suddenly becomes clear, and Qiu Lixi borrows the saint's sake, but the intention is this. Ye Yingzhao and Ran Wuqiu are familiar with the depth of Qiu Lixi's scheming and the changes in resourcefulness, and they are the first people in Yincang Mountain, but they are not strange.

Qiu Lixi said: "The wisdom of the master is like the abyss and the sea, with a few words, that is, it points directly to the hearts of the people, and it is speculated that eight or nine are not far from ten. Although I did not appreciate Zen kendo, I deeply felt the wisdom of Zen Buddhism. Li Xi was ashamed of himself. ”

"False. Ku Fei Zen said coldly: "Fiction is the feeling of knowing the truth." You hooked the sword heart of the poor monk, which made me curious about how Yincang Mountain competed for the Zen sword. Next, let's explore the sword again, right?"

Those who are thoughtful are extremely unaccustomed to going straight like this, and they are naked and clever in stripping away those who are ingenious, and the real parts are like inattentive women, and the effort is useless.

Qiu Lixi was stunned and said, "Lixi really has this intention. ”

"In the past, the poor monk fought with you with the sword, and he also got a glimpse of how Yincang Mountain came from to make a comeback. It's a pity that any swordsmanship and kendo in the world are child's play in the eyes of my master, so the poor monk can't make a sword, and cooperate with your little conspiracy and tricks. ”

Purple Heart looked at the strange thing, and asked the young man uncertainly, "You...... Your old man's kendo is very powerful, very powerful?"

Feng Qingye said distressedly: "Sort of." ”

Zixin's next words were even more interesting, she said, "You...... You old man, kendo cultivation is the best in the world?"

Mo Qianqing preemptively said: "Of course." ”

Zixin still couldn't believe it, and hugged the little fox in her arms: "Han'er, isn't it?"

Linghu Qinghan nodded again and again, the girl's pretty eyes, full of admiration, Feng Qingye said helplessly: "Zixin, they are nonsense." ”

"Nope. I believe. ”

Stopping the rain and Xiaozhu fell into a strange atmosphere, Qiu Lixi, Ran Wuqiu, Ye Yingzhao and others inevitably wondered, the childish demeanor of the young man is not like a pretentious, but he is a senior master of the hidden vein of Zen? For a time, it was not to believe, and it was not to believe in it.

"Rekindle the ambition of asking the sword world, and Yincang Mountain will have earth-shattering skills. Ku Fei Chan said: "Qiu Lixi, my master is looking for a way to break through this heaven and earth, and never interferes in the affairs of the cultivation realm. It's better for you to show off your swordsmanship, and under the guidance of his old man, it is comparable to a hundred saints returning to Yincang Mountain. ”

Feng Qingye's heart moved, "looking for a way to break through the barrier of heaven and earth", which is faintly similar to Feng Beiyu's teachings. The Feng family has been seeking out of the Cloud Continent for generations, looking for a way back to the Yunmeng Great World, although it is not as arrogant as Kufei Zen's "breaking through the barriers of heaven and earth", the essence is not much different.

Qiu Lixi said: "Master game Hongchen, pastime to entertain me, out of the disrespect just now, Li Xi is even more ashamed." ”

"There are only a handful of characters in Yincang Mountain, thinking that the poor monk is narrow-minded, and he can't get along with you because of a little disrespect? Ben Ji Yanran, Guo Mupu and even Hou Muguan, the sword of the Demon Domain, must also be respectful when they meet my master. You don't mention my master at all in your speech, and your contempt is obvious, he doesn't care about the old man, I care. Hehe, do you want the poor monk to go to Yincang Mountain to get a hundred and ten heads, and vent the shame of the teacher?"

In an instant, the sword intent of Kufei Zen lingered, the murderous aura was full, and the originally relaxed atmosphere changed suddenly.

"He didn't mean that, don't be impatient. Wind whispered.

"Master, no. He is a 'bald donkey' on the left and a 'bald donkey' on the right, does the poor monk care? It is a matter of the master, and he will never condone it. ”

Autumn chestnut, Ran Wuqiu, night fireflies, will be suspicious, the young man from the inside out, immature and square, at a glance to see thoroughly. But the world thaumaturgy emerges endlessly, this Zen hidden vein of the predecessor of the master, the secret door, faded hundreds of years of twilight, restore youth, regardless of whether to increase the age of longevity, will be full of vitality, such a life, how fast, how wishful?

"Don't listen to me?" said Feng Qingye stubbornly.

"Unless the surname is Qiu, apologize as a junior. Ku Fei Zen did not give up, and said ruthlessly: "Otherwise, the poor monk will spend fifty years, and the hidden mountain will be restless." ”

Qiu Lixi was slightly sluggish, he didn't believe it, how could he be contemptuous? However, the dispute between the honor and disgrace of the master was extremely difficult to resolve, and examples of both defeats were everywhere in the cultivation world. Qiu Lixi is not afraid of fighting with Kufei Zen, and thinks that the gap between him and him is very small, but he is entangled by the mysterious Zen hidden veins like maggots attached to the bones, and the hidden mountains are invincible.

There is no other reason, he is in the dark, in the bright place of the hidden mountain, just like the consistent practice of the hidden mountain as the enemy of the world.