86_86410 "You!" Huiwen monk roared angrily and slashed the wooden stick in his hand from the air. A golden light shattered the Great Earthquake, and the powerful aura swept Zi Xiaoyun's clothes and hair all over his body. This Huiwen monk deliberately did not hit Zi Xiaoyun, but he was worried that the scriptures under Zi Xiaoyun's feet would be damaged by the impact.

"Hehe, it seems that you fake monks are also cowards. I'm standing here, and you don't even dare to call. Zi Xiaoyun suddenly picked up the scripture under his feet and threw it to the monk of the different paths.

The monk hurriedly took the scriptures and immediately got up to Amitabha.

Zi Xiaoyun laughed loudly and said, "You guys, take a good look at this scripture to see if it is damaged!" Hahaha・・・・・・

When the monk heard Zi Xiaoyun's words, a heart that was sent down immediately hung again, and he immediately opened the scriptures, only to find that there were only three pages left in this scripture except for the cover. "This! this is—" The Monk raised his head in panic and looked at Zi Xiaoyun.

"I knew that you would definitely not let me go, so Lao Tzu had already thought about dying with you!hahaha-" Zi Xiaoyun tore himself out of the paper from behind his back and threw it into the air.

At the edge of the Valley of the Gloom, the pages of scripture books flew in the sky, and these pages were all torn to pieces on the spot by Zi Xiaoyun. The two eminent monks, Shu Tu and Huiwen, looked at the countless confetti in the sky, and their eyes suddenly turned crimson, and they all rushed towards the purple clouds like mad lions.

"Zi Xiaoyun! This is your own death!"

Zi Xiaoyun watched everyone rushing towards him, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he laughed, "My Zi Xiaoyun has not avenged my revenge, but I was framed." Even if you are innocent, I will not allow you to be insulted like this!" Zi Xiaoyun suddenly turned around and walked towards the edge of the valley.

At the edge of the valley, under the abyss three hundred zhang high, it was like a huge palm grabbing Zixiaoyun, and the Zixiaoyun was like a bird with broken wings, and it fell down from the edge of the valley with a "whew-" Zi Xiaoyun fell from the edge of the valley, without the slightest fear on his face, and with the impact of high speed, he soon disappeared.

Shu Tu and Huiwen stood in the clearing at the edge of the valley, cautiously looking down. The abyss of three hundred zhang is not worth mentioning for Sendai Mountain, but it is quite deep for the various disciples of Rashomon in the Valley of the Hidden Clouds. Now the cultivation of Shutu and Huiwen is not enough to withstand such a huge impact, so everyone looks at each other, snorts coldly and turns back.

Zi Xiaoyun fell from the edge of the valley, and anyone would fall to the ground and be smashed into flesh, but fortunately, at a height of twenty zhang above the ground, Zi Xiaoyun's body was picked up by the branches and dry trees that grew on the rock wall. The impact of falling from a height of 300 zhang was instantly reduced a lot. But the branch could not withstand such a large impact, and it broke with a "click".

"Ahh There was no river grass under this abyssal valley to cushion the impact, so Zi Xiaoyun fainted with a scream of pain from a broken thigh.

The two eminent monks, Shutu and Huiwen, immediately rushed back to Rashomon with their disciples, and the abbot of Pudu just sent out the scroll at this time, and a pillar of light was launched towards the sky, and then the pillar of light gathered into a round ball, blasting in all directions, emitting countless rays of light.

"Senior Brother Abbot, the Bering Chase Talisman has been issued?" asked the Shutu monk Xing Buddha, his heart was trembling with fear like the Huiwen monk and many disciples at this moment, he didn't know how to explain the news about that scripture and the matter of the purple clouds falling into the abyss.

The abbot of Pudu didn't say much, he showed a vicious expression after nodding, he looked at the monk of Shutu angrily, and the monk of Shutu immediately lowered his head, and then the abbot of Pudu turned his eyes to look at the monk Huiwen, and the monk Huiwen also lowered his head in shame. Abbot Pudu sensed that something was wrong, and walked up to the disciples and asked loudly.

"What about the scriptures?

After a long silence, Abbot Pudu calmed his anger, and he closed his eyes and gasped.

"You have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death!"

Abbot Pudu said coldly, with a strong compelling atmosphere in his words. The faces of the two eminent monks, Shutu and Huiwen, changed greatly when they heard this, and then they turned around and took all the disciples to look for them again.

Zi Xiaoyun was blessed with great fortune this time, only broke one thigh, and two or three ribs were broken in his waist, which did not hurt his life. A crow's cry in the abyss woke up the fainting Zi Xiaoyun. When he awoke, the sun was setting, and the howls of wild beasts could be heard in the surrounding mountains.

"I, I'm not dead?" Zi Xiaoyun lay on top of the cold stones, and there was no blood stain on his body. As soon as Zi Xiaoyun wanted to get up, the severe pain caused Zi Xiaoyun to faint on the ground again.

Suddenly, a few sounds came from the mountains and forests in the distance. Zi Xiaoyun fell to the ground, and the sound of those footsteps came very clearly from the ear bones. Zi Xiaoyun struggled to open his eyes and look at the source of the voices, "They, yes, it's them. ”

Zi Xiaoyun used all his strength to get up from the ground, but just as he wanted to take a step, he fell down again, and the broken leg couldn't walk at all, Zi Xiaoyun didn't complain, he gritted his teeth and slowly crawled in the other direction with his hands.

"My legs are gone, I still have hands! If you want my Zi Xiaoyun's life, you, you are not worthy!" Zi Xiaoyun's face was full of blood and sweat, and drops of red blood continued to flow out from the wound, making Zi Xiaoyun cry in pain.

"Senior brother, do you think that purple clouds will die if they fall from the ground three hundred zhang high?" Huiwen monk walked beside the monk of Shutu with a torch, and he looked around as he walked, "If he really falls, I believe he will definitely die." It's just the abbot's brother, hey. ”

The monk glanced at Huiwen and whispered to Huiwen: "Senior brother, this person is like this, once you decide something, no matter what the means, you must do it. That Zi Xiaoyun has offended my Rashomon, and since he is dead, he will definitely find and whip his corpse. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, then Zi Xiaoyun fell from here, and it should fall near here!" "Senior monk Huiwen turned to the disciples with a torch and said, "All the disciples listen to the order, Zi Xiaoyun destroyed my Rashomon Gate forbidden scriptures, we must find him." Now that purple cloud must fall near here, everyone will search for me with all my might!"

"No!" all the monks and disciples shouted in unison, and they dispersed one after another.

It didn't take long for several disciples to hurriedly run to Shu Tu and Huiwen.

"Uncle Qiyu, I found a pool of blood in front of me. ”

Shu Tu and Huiwen glanced at each other, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of their mouths, and the two of them immediately ran to the position pointed by the disciples, and sure enough, they found that this bloodstain was still new, and there was a long drag mark on the side of the bloodstain. The monks immediately gathered together, and under the leadership of Shu Tu and Huiwen two monks, they quickly followed the bloodstain.

After walking for about a few miles, the monks never found Zi Xiaoyun's figure. Looking at the dragging red bloodstains, the monk stomped his feet and shouted, "Keep looking for me!"

Those monks and disciples all shook their lazy bodies and ran in the direction of the blood stains excitedly. Soon after, a disciple came to report that there was a small river ahead, and the blood trail was gone until it reached the river. Shu Tu and Huiwen suddenly understood, and hurriedly ran over.

Just two miles away, there is a small stream that flows down from the Sendai Mt. Sutenchi Pond, a tributary that divides its course. Zi Xiaoyun relied on his strong will to climb to the stream with both hands. Seeing that the stream could escape from here for a while when it went east, Zi Xiaoyun jumped into the stream and went east in the direction of the stream.

By the time the two eminent monks Shu Tu and Huiwen arrived, the purple clouds had already been carried dozens of miles away by the stream. The senior monk of Huiwen waved his arms vigorously and sighed. The monk looked at the speed and direction of the stream, and calculated that if he traveled through the sky now, he would definitely be able to catch up with Zixiao Cloud in one day.

"It's too late to catch up now!" "The monk of the different path folded his arms, and he wanted to move the mantra and fly in the sky. But at this moment, a disciple immediately stopped the monk of the different paths.

"Uncle Shi is slow, this small stream flows to the east, but now there is a plague in the eyes east of Lancheng, according to the disciple's inquiry, the number of people who died because of this plague has reached thousands. If you rush there, Uncle Shi, you will be in trouble in case you are infected with the plague. ”