Sheng Xuan lightly pushed open the door, but the scene in front of him made him a little stunned, the little ruffian was squatting on the bed, burying his head deep in his knees.

Sheng Xuan slowly walked over and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Luo Xiaoyi didn't have any reaction, Sheng Xuan smiled and said: You are like a dead fish turned white, you always have to say what is uncomfortable, I will find a way to comfort you.

A choked voice came, "I'm not uncomfortable, you go out, I want to be quiet." ”

Sheng Xuan smiled and said: When I was in the mountains, the old monk always told me, people, it's good to say something, always hold back either crazy or stupid, a manly man can tell anything, and then a good glass of wine will pass.

Luo Xiaoyi slowly raised his head and said: Why me?

Sheng Xuan smiled and said: How can there be so many whys, what does God think, will he still discuss with you? What you have to think about is whether you can bear it.

Luo Xiaoyi sniffed and said: What if I can't bear it?

Sheng Xuan stretched out his right hand and said, "I'll carry it with you."

Luo Xiaoyi looked at Sheng Xuan blankly, and suddenly smiled and said: "It's really like a high-ranking monk, how far can you accompany me."

Sheng Xuan thought for a while, turned his head to look at Luo Xiaoyi and said, "Why don't you give me the Three Absolute Swords, and I'll carry them for you."

Luo Xiaoyi looked at Sheng Xuan's eyes, Sheng Xuan's eyes were like a dead and silent deep spring, but Luo Xiaoyi saw the starry sky inside.

Luo Xiaoyi got up and walked towards the outside of the room, and said as he walked: I'm sleepy, you can rest here, I'll change the room.

Sheng Xuan looked at Luo Xiaoyi's back and whispered: Don't be afraid, I will definitely arrive if you have something.

Luo Xiaoyi didn't look back, Luo Xiaoyi changed a room, sat on the bed, he suddenly felt that he had changed, his previous self would immediately take out the Three Absolute Swords and hand them to Shengxuan, but he suddenly thought of the old man's words, he was worried about Shengxuan's safety at that moment, Luo Xiaoyi stretched out his hand and patted his head and said: I must have been evil, I have to quickly sleep and recover.

In the middle of the night, Luo Xiaoyi suddenly opened his eyes, Chu Mingxi sat on the edge of his bed, Luo Xiaoyi raised his head and asked: Something?

Chu Mingxi nodded and said: I'm leaving, are you leaving?

Luo Xiaoyi was stunned, stepping out of this inn, he became a leaf of duckweed in the rivers and lakes again, no matter how strong Shengxuan was, he couldn't reach it, why did he leave?

Luo Xiaoyi wanted to refuse Chu Mingxi, but the old man's words kept circling in his mind, and the bait was tied, but it was kept on the shore, so he was useless to the angler, the bait didn't enter the sea, how could the fish come, what you should be afraid of now is not the fish and the sea, but the angler lost patience and gave up your bait.

He was afraid of death, but he was just a kind little ruffian, he couldn't do anything, he couldn't resist the big fish and waves in the sea, and it was impossible to resist the angler, but he wanted to stay under the protection of Shengxuan, after all, the warmth at that moment really made him feel that he could go anywhere in the world, but he understood that that kind of warmth was probably worthless in the heart of the angler. Luo Xiaoyi suddenly felt as if he could be great again.

Luo Xiaoyi slowly got up and tidied up his clothes and said, "Let's go."

This time, it was Chu Mingxi's turn to be stunned, in Chu Mingxi's opinion, this little ruffian would not leave with him no matter what.

Chu Mingxi looked at Luo Xiaoyi and asked, "Why?"

Luo Xiaoyi smiled and said: The world is so big, I want to go and see it.

Luo Xiaoyi came to the door and slowly opened the door, turned his head and said: Are you going or not? If you don't go, I can go.

Luo Xiaoyi didn't leave Chu Mingxi time to think, and walked out directly after speaking, Chu Mingxi stretched out her hand and pulled Luo Xiaoyi, turned around and came to the window, stretched out her hand to push open the window, and jumped out.

Bei Tangying came to Shengxuan's room with an oil lamp, Shengxuan was meditating on the bed, Bei Tangying said in a low voice: That kid is gone, why don't you send one?

Sheng Xuan shook his head and said: He was afraid of affecting me, but I gave him to look very hypocritical.

Bei Tangying shook his head and said: Your serious look is much more pleasing to the eye than before. Which one is the real you?

Sheng Xuan slowly opened his eyes and said, "I don't know, but that appearance makes me feel more relaxed."

Bei Tangying approached and asked, "You're not worried about him at all?"

Sheng Xuan shook his head and said: That person is in no one to hurt him.

Bei Tangying suddenly frowned and asked, "Who?"

Sheng Xuan smiled and said, "God."

Bei Tangying was stunned, suddenly turned around and left the room, walked quickly to Li Pingfan's room, stretched out his hand to push open the door, the room was empty, Bei Tangying suddenly smiled, turned around and left.

Songshan, Shaolin Temple, this majestic ancient temple in the night seems extraordinarily quiet, a kind old monk holding a food box in his hand slowly walked out of the meditation room, step by step to the mountain behind the temple, in a remote cave, the old monk looked at the entrance of the cave and sighed, holding the hand of the food box slightly tightened and walked towards the cave, the cave was dark, not far ahead of a little candlelight, and then the candlelight can see the figure in the cave, a man is sitting in the cave.

The man is a bald head, but he doesn't even have eyebrows, his eyes are not big but there is a hint of sharpness in them, a scar runs through his left cheek, there is a beard under his chin, the beard looks scattered, and there is a lot of dust on his face, it seems that he has not been cleaned for a long time, the man is wearing a tattered robe, which has not been changed for a long time, some calluses can be vaguely seen in the man's left palm, but his right arm is broken at the elbow, only the upper arm remains, the man's face is quite frosty and snowy, and there are no chains on his body to restrain him or something.

When the man saw the old monk coming, a smile flashed on his face and said, "How long can you send me food?"

The old monk frowned slightly and said: "I don't have to worry about you, I can send you to death."

The man suddenly laughed rampantly and said: The gambling contract of the year is about to be counted, and I will soon see the light of day, old guy, the knife back then is still faintly painful, the man turned his head to look at the broken arm after speaking, and suddenly said coldly: I will go to him one day to get back the grudge.

The old monk called a Buddha and said: The donor might as well put it down, the old man's heart can't be disturbed, and you can't get out.

The man said with a mocking face: Don't pretend, others don't know you I don't know, you are so restless, it must be greed again, and your demons can't be suppressed.

The old monk's face became ugly and said: Shut up, how can the old man be haunted by demons when he cultivates Buddhist rituals, but he is the benefactor, it is better to let go of the past, why bother to be vain.

The man waved his left hand irritably, and the terrifying knife qi forced the old monk to take two steps back, and the man said hideously: What a false name, martial arts is recognized as the top ten in the world, there is no one who uses a knife, myths, legends, why is the sword above the hundred soldiers, I lost to Fan Lingyun back then, but it was not that the sword was defeated by the sword, but he was stronger than me, I never wanted any false name, I just want everyone in the world to know, Lao Tzu can be proud of only a single sword, and the knife is not worse than the sword.

The man seemed to have finished venting, and suddenly smiled: The Three Absolute Swords have reappeared in the rivers and lakes, you are moved, since Fan Lingyun disappeared, you have spared no effort to suppress Emperor Yantian, in order to have the right to speak in the rivers and lakes, but in the final analysis, the rivers and lakes are still about strength, don't you want the Three Absolute Swords?

The old monk looked frightened and asked in shock: How do you know?

The man sneered: I naturally have my own method, the moment you go down the mountain to seek the Three Absolute Swords, it is when I leave this Shaomu Mountain, that day should not be far away.

The old monk threw down his sleeves fiercely, turned around and walked outside the cave, and said as he walked: There will be no day, you will stay here for the rest of your life.

The man saw the old monk immediately, sneered, stretched out his hand to open the food box and took out the rice inside, and said to himself while eating: Fan Lingyun, Fan Lingyun, your sword is much better than your eyesight, and it won't be long before Lao Tzu can go out.

The old monk left the cave and walked to a Zen courtyard, and a small monk outside the door respectfully bowed to the old monk and said: See the abbot, I don't know if you have something?

The old monk smiled and said: I have figured out some Buddhist rituals recently, come here to meditate, there is nothing else, you go down to rest first.

The little monk saluted and left, the old monk walked into the Zen courtyard, came to the room and took a futon and sat down, sighed and reached out to press his chest, ripped off the robe, and a one-foot-long scar could be seen in it, the old monk suddenly seemed to think of something, his kind face became a little hideous, after a while, the old monk seemed to have made up his mind, got up and took off his robe, changed into an ordinary dress, jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the night.

As soon as the old monk left the room, a monk came, and the monk smiled playfully, turned around and walked towards the back mountain.

Nan Chu, Heavenly Killing Pavilion, Qin Qianming sat in the hall and looked at the man sitting in front of him, the man's long light blue hair fluttered in the wind, his eyebrows and eyes were narrow, his facial features were exquisite, the strange thing was that the man's eyes were bloody, the pupils of his left eye were blood-red, and his right eye was white, and the man was wearing a dark red robe, the master of the Heavenly Killing Pavilion, the moon was cold.

Yue Han looked at Qin Qianming and smiled: "I probably understand the appeal of the Qin Pavilion Lord, but does the Qin Pavilion Lord know the difficulty of this matter?"

Qin Qianming frowned and said, "The Heavenly Killing Pavilion is afraid of the Heavenly Emperor Palace?

Yue Leng smiled: Don't be afraid.

Qin Qianming said again: Then you are afraid of the little monk I said?

Yue Han shook his head and said: Don't be afraid.

Qin Qianming snorted coldly and said, "What's so difficult about that?"

Yue Han smiled and said: The enemy is not terrible, it is the ally that is terrible.

Qin Qianming frowned and said: If you have something to say, don't beat around the bush there.

Yue Han said with a smile: Okay, how to divide the three absolute swords after they get their hands, which side will drag the little monk and which side will take the three absolute swords, and what kind of price can the Qin Pavilion Lord offer?

Qin Qianming snorted coldly and said: You send someone to drag the little monk, I will go to get the three absolute swords, and after you get it, the three absolute swords will be enlightened together, and you can open the rest of the price.

Yue Han was just about to speak, but Qin Qianming interrupted: Don't go too far, if it weren't for the recent attention of the Sword Pavilion, and this is Nanchu, I would join forces with you?

Yue Han smiled and said: "The Qin Pavilion Lord is too worried, the things belong to you, I can't help but send someone to drag the little monk, and I will personally help you get the Three Absolute Swords, but I have two requirements."

Qin Qianming said: What requirements?

Yue Han smiled and said: First, I don't guarantee that this mission will be successful, so I won't make a contract with you, and second, I want all the information about Riling in the Seven Feelings Palace.

Qin Qianming's face was a little embarrassed, and Yue Han's face became serious and said: You can't bargain.

Qin Qianming sighed and asked: The Heavenly Killing Pavilion will do what it says, and it never breaks the contract, why didn't it dare to make a contract this time?

Yue Han smiled and said: Di Yantian, Fan Lingyun and a little monk who is not inferior to the two of them, I don't want to smash my own signboard, the Qin Pavilion Master doesn't have to divert the topic, please give me an answer.

Qin Qianming got up and said: I promised you, I will deliver the things as soon as possible, and you will notify me when you arrange it.

After Qin Qianming finished speaking, he turned around and left.