The sun in the sky has been slightly slanted to the west, and Zhao Zhijing and the others don't want to waste time on this narrow stone beam, Zhao Zhijing, who is standing on the stone beam, has a real air rotation in his body, and his figure has risen into the air, like a white giant peng, the slender arm waved, and the sleeves on the arm suddenly unfolded. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Zhijing, who was in the air, waved his sleeves like giant wings, and a force rushed straight out of the air, and the air curtains were torn apart by this energy, and he felt the sharp energy three feet away.

When the scholar fell to the ground and swept away, the people on the stone beam were gone. And when he looked again, he saw that the people were already standing beside him.

The scholar saw a few people around him, and his face showed a hint of strangeness. At this moment, Zhao Zhijing slowly spoke: "Zhao Zhijing, who is in Xia Quanzhen, came here this time to ask to see Master Yideeng, and I hope that my predecessors will say goodbye." ”

When the scholar heard Zhao Zhijing's words, the different colors on his face converged, but there were deep doubts in his heart: "Since Shizun became a monk, I have never walked around the rivers and lakes, I don't know how this person knows, and he also knows Shizun's Dharma name." ”

His eyes swept over everyone, although his thoughts fluctuated in his heart, his face did not change, and when he saw that his three senior brothers had no different colors on their faces, he said, "Please come with me." With that, he stepped out and led the way in front of Zhao Zhijing and others.

The scholar led everyone into the temple and invited Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou to sit down in the east chamber, and after a while, a small novice served tea. The scholar said, "The two of you will wait for me to go and tell the teacher." Zhao Zhijing smiled slightly and said, "Thank you!" The scholar smiled slightly, then turned around and walked out of the room.

After a while, a little novice walked in from the door, lowered his eyebrows and folded his hands, and said, "Respectfully two of you." The two of them entered with the little novice. The temple seemed small, but it was very deep. The three of them walked through a bluestone paved path and a bamboo forest, only to feel that the greenery was very quiet, and it was extremely boring. There are three stone houses hidden in the bamboo forest.

The little novice gently pushed open the door and bowed to the side to invite the two of them into the house. Zhao Zhijing saw that Xiao Shami was polite and polite, and he had a good impression of him, smiled at him, thanked him, and then walked in side by side with Li Mochou. I saw a stove of sandalwood lit on a small table in the room, and a monk sitting on each of the two futons on the side. A dark-skinned, high-nosed, deep-eyed person is a native of Tianzhu.

The other was dressed in a coarse cloth monk's robe, and two long white eyebrows hung down from the corners of his eyes, and although there was a hint of sorrow between his eyebrows, his graceful and noble look was clear at a glance. The scholar, the farmer, the woodcutter, and the fisherman stood behind him.

Seeing this person, Zhao Zhijing naturally knew in his heart that this person was the original Southern Emperor, the current master of a lamp. Gently pulling Li Mochou's hand, he walked in front of the long-eyebrow monk, bowed down and said, "Junior, Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou see the master." The long-eyebrow monk smiled slightly, stood up, stretched out his hand to help the two of them, and said with a smile: "The two donors don't need to be polite. As he spoke, he pointed to the four scholars: "Two inferior disciples whose cultivation is far better than mine, haha, congratulations." ”

Master Yilan, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, slowly spoke: "I have been in the house for three days and three nights, and you have been here for a long time?" Zhao Zhijing had a smile on his face, and replied immediately: "The juniors have just arrived, and there are a few seniors on the way, which saves a lot of time." ”

Master Yilan smiled and said, "They are afraid that I will see outsiders." I just don't want them to go up the mountain with you today. I think that Brother Chongyang Dao and I hit it off at first sight, and I don't want it to be decades, the scene is still vivid, but Brother Chongyang Dao has already waited for me to go. ”

When Zhao Zhijing heard this, he was shocked: "How could Master Yideng know that I am from the Quanzhen Sect. The corner of his eye swept over, and he saw the four scholars standing on the side, and he knew in his heart that they were the ones who reported to Yideng.

Zhao Zhijing smiled slightly and said: "Please also ask the master to forgive me, I came here uninvited today, mainly because there is a matter to discuss with the master." When the two juniors came, they passed through the Black Dragon Pond and saw a person on the hut in the quagmire, and the master was also very familiar with it, and it was related to her in the next time. ”

Yilan, who was sitting on the futon, frowned slightly, his face had a little sadness, and he said: "It turned out that Aunt Ying asked you to come, and I knew that this matter could never be avoided." When the words fell, the sorrow between the eyebrows of a lamp was even stronger, but there was a touch of relief in it, and I saw that he closed his eyes slightly and said: "Amitabha!"

The four people who were waiting beside Yilan felt a burst of anger in their hearts, regretting why they didn't stop these two people at the bottom of the mountain, their faces showed annoyance, and the four of them scolded: "Damn!" The words fell, and the four people had already rushed towards Zhao Zhijing, and the four slender fingers quickly pointed out, and only the sun under the thumb appeared in front of Zhao Zhijing's eyes.

Zhao Zhijing, who was sitting on the futon, still had a smile on his face, watching the four fingers continue to approach, an arm like white jade stretched out, like a breeze blowing, the four tiny suns, swaying slightly in the breeze, whether to extinguish, or to nirvana in this wind.

The next moment, the four fingers pointed at the palm of this white jade hand, without any sound, and the four wheels exuded a blazing sun star, as if falling into the boundless abyss, swallowed by the boundless darkness, unable to emit a trace of sunshine and warmth, annihilated from the inside, dissipated and lifeless.

Between the lightning and flint, Zhao Zhijing's outstretched palm quickly turned and pointed into a sword, like lightning as quickly as a flash, in the blink of an eye or in an instant, the four scholars stood in front of Zhao Zhijing, the horror on his face and the disbelief in his eyes, until this moment, I didn't want to believe that Zhao Zhijing actually had such a cultivation.

Zhao Zhijing looked at Master Yideng, who was sitting on the futon, with a gentle smile on his face, and said: "I hope that the master will forgive me, these four seniors are too excited, and it will not be good for our conversation in the future, so let them calm down." ”

Yideng smiled slightly, with a compassionate expression on his face, seeing that Zhao Zhijing did not kill his four disciples, but only restrained them, he naturally knew that Zhao Zhijing had no killing intent, and he really had potential to negotiate. Then he opened his mouth and said: "It's they who are rude, and they are also poor monks sitting in the well watching the sky, and they don't want to have a master of cultivation like Xiaoyou in the rivers and lakes, but I don't know why Xiaoyou will listen to Aunt Ying's will and come here." ”

Zhao Zhijing's eyes flashed with Dao essence, his body sat upright on the futon, a majestic momentum rushed to his face, and the clear words said: "Master thinks, can Aunt Ying be driven down?" (To be continued.) )