Everyone suffered a loss in the fight with the sword array, and the soldiers had no fighting spirit, and this scene was fully seen by the white rakshasas. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Although she had learned of the Sword Formation's fate, the cunning man was always cautious, and she deliberately used a word to provoke the Salt Gang to make them take the lead in testing for their lives. Now that the lives of this group of people have been lost, the sword array is still indestructible, and the White Rakshasa does not dare to despise it.

Xuan Xuozi, who was fighting the roof, was very relieved to see the strength of the disciples' sword formation, and thought about the current internal force loss, and he really had more than enough strength to deal with these three men in black, so he had a thought, and said to Dong Gongsheng, the spirit arm mantis: "Your righteous brother has rough skin and thick flesh, but I pierced a few wounds with my sword, and fainted with excessive blood loss, but fortunately it did not hurt the viscera." I have a few secret pills here, the most important elixir to stop bleeding, if you take it to him and bring it to him for treatment as soon as possible, maybe it's not too late to save his life. ”

Dong Gongsheng was tempted by others, and he used all his killing tricks against Xuan Xuozi. He and Li Yuanbiao became the stars and the moon, and they rarely met opponents across the Jianghuai River. I don't want today's righteous brothers to worry about their lives in this remote Taoist temple, and his heart is like a knife, but he heard Xuan Xuozi say that he still has vitality, because he said: "It is better to settle the grievance than to tie the knot." If my second brother is safe, today's grudge can be regarded as a consignment. If he loses his life, I, Dong Gongsheng, will not spare you even if I chase him to Tiannan and Haibei!"

When the man who made the sword and the man who made the spear heard this, he was very annoyed, and one of them rebuked: "Brother, you must not do it! We are entrusted by others, and if we give up halfway, we will surely be hunted down and killed in the future!"

Dong Gongsheng said coldly: "Hmph! The second brother is not in the world, how can I be willing to live! If I can't escape death, it is better to go to Huangquan with the second brother!" Although Xuan Xuzi is not ashamed that he is a thief in the green forest, he can't help but applaud these words of affection and righteousness: "Okay! He is a good man!" After that, he took out a celadon medicine bottle from his arms and threw it to Dong Gongsheng. Dong Gongsheng took the medicine bottle, collected the weapon and said, "Everyone, don't leave it here!" Carrying Li Yuanbiao, he jumped down from the back of the room and disappeared in the rainy night.

The two men were even more angry, and they went straight to Xuanxuzi to fight, one picked up a big knife and rattled, attacking his left side, and the other played with a spear and turned up and down, attacking his right side. Xuan Xuzi opened the bow left and right, and the lone sword fought with the two of them a few times, and even forced them to retreat, and when he was about to use the killing technique, he unexpectedly had a sore left shoulder, and his eyes were dark, and he was about to fall down immediately. Xuan Xuozi had to restrain his body and barely support his body with his sword. It turned out that the steel needle that shot him in the left shoulder was poisonous, just because his internal strength was strong and supported until now, and the current medicine was fierce, no matter how high his martial arts were, it would be difficult to resist the attack after all. The two men had just suffered from the trick with Xuan Xuozi, and although they saw Xuan Xuozi staggering and standing unsteadily, they did not dare to advance.

Xuan Xuzi stood high on the roof, even though his body was dark and poisonous, his ears and eyes were still open. Through the sound of the rain, he faintly heard the river hitting the shore under the mountain, looked sideways at the riverside, and vaguely glimpsed a little of the ups and downs of the boat fire, and counted it on his fingers, and his heart was happy and sad: If my life should not be extinguished, there will be an old man visiting tonight. Alas, I am only to blame for my carelessness and the calculation of the traitor. Now I have to leave it to others to decide whether I live or die! Seeing this, the two men in black exchanged glances, and kicked Xuan Xuzi off the roof with one kick.

The Taoist priests were shocked when they saw the master fall from the roof, and when they were panicked, dozens of steel needles suddenly attacked intensively, and countless people were shot in the sword array.

After several battles, Qiu Rong was in the rain with a gloomy face, holding an "iron lotus canopy" and standing in the direction where the steel needle came from. This "Iron Lotus Peng" is the famous secret weapon of Jiangnan Baihualou - Baihua Thousand Bee Needle. This kind of hidden weapon is powerful, but there is one thing, once the steel needle is exhausted, it will take a lot of trouble to reset. Previously, Qiu Rong was lucky enough to avoid the Xuanxuzi Sword Gang because of the help of the Sun and the Moon, so he went to the dark to reset the Hundred Flowers and Thousand Bee Needles. It's just that the process of applying the needle is too complicated, and this kung fu is only good for three percent. But even if it was only thirty percent, its power was huge, and Fang Cai's unexpected shot was enough to make the Star Scattering Sword Array chaotic.

Almost at the same time, the White Rakshasa pulled out a soft rope of iron thorns, and a meniscus knife hung from the tail of the rope. The iron rope flies, just like a long snake with scales, waiting for an opportunity to bite people. In an instant, she sank her wrist downward, the long rope went straight in, and the knife head with the soft rope was wrapping around Meng Qi's neck, and she withdrew her backhand and cut off Meng Qi's human head. The white rakshasa threw the head into the air with his right hand, and sent the white umbrella out with his left hand, and the top of the umbrella was inserted into Meng Qi's head impartially, and blood splashed everywhere, staining the entire umbrella surface red. The white umbrella carried the bloody human head around, swept over the sword array, and the Taoist priests were terrified, and the birds and beasts scattered in a moment.

These Taoist priests were already lowly in martial arts, and after being frightened, their faces were as earthy, as if they had lost their souls. The Black Wind Envoy unleashed a cold iron dagger and used the light skill of "Chasing Souls for Death", stabbing to death seven or eight fleeing Taoist priests in three moves. The morale of the remaining men in black was greatly boosted, blocking the retreat route, and they were about to be killed in one go.

Without the Star Scattering Sword Array, the Taoist priests of Taiheguan are still the opponents of these black-clothed men. In a moment, only three small Taoist priests survived in the Taoist temple. The three of them lay on the ground trembling, they couldn't run, they couldn't fight, they looked at each other, and they had to say to each other: "All the heroes and grandfathers spare their lives! As long as the little ones are spared this cheap life, the little ones are willing to serve their grandfathers every day with a whip and a stool." If you want to look for something in Taihe, don't bother your grandfathers to do it yourself, the three of us are very familiar with this place......" Before the words were finished, the courtyard was already full of laughter.

"Okay, okay, all of them whisper to me, it's important to get down to business first. Qiu Rong shouted at the men in black.

The heavy rain slowly stopped, and everyone tended to be quiet, and a man in black asked the three little Taoist priests with a smile: "A few little masters, do you know where there is a treasure in this Taoist temple?"

Qiu Rong said in his heart: "Hmph, I am their senior brother, and I have been in this Taoist temple for another year, and I have never seen that thing, how can they know?" He ignored the three Taoist priests at all and turned to their master.

Xuan Xuozi fell in the middle of the courtyard at this time, dizzy and weak, and had already been surrounded by a knife around his neck. Qiu Rong snatched a long sword against his eyebrows, and scolded fiercely: "Niu Nose, life is quite hard! Tell me where you hid something, otherwise I will kill you little apprentices together!" The three little Taoist priests trembled after hearing this, looked at Qiu Rong, and then at the master.

Previously, Xuan Xuozi took advantage of the inattention of others to signal to the three disciples, implying that there was something hidden in the crow's nest on the ancient cypress tree in Guannei. At the moment he looked away and did not say a word. One of the little Taoist priests hurriedly pointed out: "Back to your grandfather's words, the baby is in that bird's nest." ”

"You're talking nonsense! How can you, a new disciple, know that there is something hidden in this bird's nest?" Qiu Rong said immediately.

The little Taoist priest was asked, and wanted to tell the truth about Xuanxuzi's intention to give him, so he peeked at the master, but saw that the master closed his eyes and pretended not to know, and thought in his heart: I betrayed the master, but the master pointed out to me that there was something hidden in the bird's nest. If there is nothing in this bird's nest, and Master does not admit it, wouldn't he be annoying these people, and in the end the blame will be on me. But if there really was something in it, and they found it and killed people, wouldn't I die faster? In the face of all difficulties, he actually said angrily and nonsense: "I saw it with my own eyes when Master hid something in the tree, and you are not my Master's disciple, how do you know that there is nothing in this bird's nest?"

"How can you talk to grandpa?!" shouted a man in black.

Qiu Rong didn't care. Since the last time he was captured by Xuan Xuzi in the night meditation room, he has been more cautious. The previous use of the Thousand Faces Disguise Technique to cover up his identity was not revealed at this moment. Just now, he said to the little Taoist, "You are just a new disciple. "I know that there are many gaffes. Now that he was asked again, "You are not my master's disciple", I suddenly felt timid, and simply stopped speaking.

At this moment, I heard the footsteps of two people outside, and the sound was not hurried but it was real, as if it were made by two people with extremely heavy steps. Everyone listened so strangely, looking for the sound, a sentence suddenly came from the footsteps: "Amitabha! Xuanxuzi Taoist has outstanding martial arts, but he has not been able to teach a good apprentice, it's a pity!"

"In his early years, Brother Xuanxuzi punished rape and eliminated evil on the rivers and lakes, and acted chivalrous and righteous, even sparing his life for this. Today, there are many people in the door who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and it is really the people's hearts that are not ancient, and the world has fallen!" sighed another voice at the footsteps.

Xuan Xuozi was ashamed of himself, and said in a trembling voice: "The two masters are serious. These disciples of the poor path are ordinary people, and the poor way can't stand them...... I didn't teach them superior martial arts, because I was afraid that they would get involved in martial arts battles in the future. Alas, how can the rivers and lakes be sinister, and I can't help myself!" The words were endlessly sad and lonely.

"What kind of person, sneaking around here?" Qiu Rong asked.

"I'm afraid it's the donors who are sneaky, right?" The voice came from far and near, and I saw two big monks, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, walking barefoot at the gate of the courtyard, one holding a Zen staff in his hand and a hat on his head, and the other walking barefoot with a swordsman.

The two monks braved the wind and rain all the way, but their cheeks were red under the lantern, and they looked more radiant. The Black Wind Envoy and the White Rakshasa of the Netherworld Sect watched these two monks with a light gait, but they could make such a heavy footstep sound, it was known that they were absolute masters of internal strength, and they did not dare to despise it for a while, waiting for it to change.

Qiu Rong was very unhappy in his heart, expecting that when the two monks appeared when they were about to succeed, they must have come to a bad thing, and they were about to kill someone with a sword, but they were held down by a man in black and whispered: "Lord Qiu is slow." Tonight's action was carefully arranged by the Lord of the Thousand Households, and in order to avoid being connected to each other, many of the brothers present were only meeting for the first time. These two monks were carrying weapons late at night, so maybe we were in the same group, and it was not too late for the adults to do it after I asked what they meant. ”

Qiu Rong commanded in a low voice, "Okay." But I can warn you that Senho-sama has never mentioned any monks to me. If you can't find out, you'll slaughter them with one sword!"

The man in black responded: "Yes, yes, sir, listen to me first." He turned to the second monk and shouted: "Hey, where are you wild monks from, come to the Taoist temple in the middle of the night, this is not your Buddhist hall!"

The thin monk smiled and replied, "Why? The donors of this place have come, but why can't we?"

The man in black said: "We are here to kill people, are you here to kill people?"

The fat monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! The poor monk and his junior brother are here to save people." ”

The man in black said coldly: "Just because you two monks who eat fasting and chant scriptures want to save this bull's nose?

The fat monk said: "Amitabha! The person saved by the poor monk is none other than the benefactors present. You have killed too much, only by putting down the butcher's knife and returning the karma can you ascend to the Pure Land of Bliss as soon as possible!"

"Hey, you monk is verbose, since you're not here to kill, you're going to be killed!" The man in black didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and swung his knife at the fat monk. The fat monk sighed: "Amitabha!" but he didn't hide. The thin monk rushed over, grabbed the blade with two fingers with a snap, exerted a little force, and then looked at the knife, and immediately folded it into two sections. The man in black was startled, and hurriedly took a few steps back, and was about to fall down when he landed. Qiu Rong grabbed the man in black, followed by a sword and stabbed at the thin monk. The thin monk repeated his old tricks, but this time he didn't break his sword, and with a flick of his fingers, Qiu Rong planted it with his sword. He was busy with light work, the head of the sword hit the ground, and a harrier turned over and stood up again.

"The Emei stabbing sword technique is fast and powerful, but it's a pity that this weapon in the donor's hand is not very handy. The thin monk shook his head and smiled.

Qiu Rong's sword move was empty, angry and brainy, and scolded: "Stinky monk, look for death!" Then he stabbed the thin monk in the lower abdomen, but several moves were resolved by the thin monk with his fingers one by one. Qiu Rong didn't wait for the old moves, jumped up, brushed three swords and stabbed the thin monk's eyes. The thin monk didn't even move half an inch of his feet, and only relied on his upper body to dodge, but there was no damage at all.

"A good move, the magpie pierces the branches! The essence of Emei's swordsmanship is now mastered by not many people. The poor monk was fortunate enough to have seen a female benefactor perform this trick, which is really a hidden needle, and it is very dangerous! It's a pity that the donor is a man, and it is a little clumsy to use. The thin monk said with a smile.

Qiu Rong didn't want this monk to humiliate himself with his words, so he became more and more angry, and changed his swordsmanship to attack him.

"Qingcheng Sword Yin and Yang double cultivation, the donor's yin qi is too heavy, the yang qi is insufficient, and the essence of heaven and earth is still shallow. The thin monk laughed.

Qiu Rong was so angry that he used all his strength, rolled up two sword flowers, and sent them out like lightning. The thin monk was not in a hurry to dodge, but actually met the sword blade, suddenly in the shape of a pretense, three steps and two steps back in front of Qiu Rong, two feet rooted, sideways strike out a powerful King Kong Arhat punch. Qiu Rong hurriedly put away his sword and blocked it, and his fists hit the sword body. The fists and swords greeted each other, and with a buzz, the fist wind was like a giant bell of Hong Zhong, slamming into Qiu Rong's body, and the long sword instantly turned into a pile of broken iron. Qiu Rong had never received such a strong fist technique, and he couldn't help but be shocked dozens of steps away, and suddenly felt a strange pain all over his body, and one of the hands holding the remnant sword trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Qiu Rong realized that his skills were really far from the monk's, but he didn't want to fall short because of this, so he covered his chest, swallowed a mouthful of blood, and scolded the rest of the men in black: "What... Why are you still standing here stupidly? Could it be that the boiled duck can't make it fly, how can you go back and pay attention to the Lord of the Thousand Households?"

Only then did the men in black come to their senses and gang up to attack the two monks. I only listened to the "Nan Wu Drink Hello That Dora Night...... the fat monk put the Zen staff on the ground, stood with one hand, and recited the scriptures to himself. After Fang read a few words, these men in black felt weak and dizzy.

At this time, the Black Wind Envoy and the White Rakshasa who had been watching the battle for a long time saw the strangeness of this, and they concentrated on it, so they wanted to join forces to deal with these two monks. The Black Wind Envoy unleashed a cold iron dagger, the White Rakshasa spread out a long rope, and as soon as the two of them put on a posture, they heard someone in the dark say: "You two retreat! I'm afraid that the two of you will not be able to defeat these two great monks together." They are the Lingyin Zen monks who shook the rivers and lakes a few years ago. The monk who is a monk with a Zen staff is a good man, and he is a famous "osmanthus poet monk" all over the world. The other is his junior brother, the monk Xingkong. Speaking of which, the old man and they are also acquainted. The sound of the sound transmission was empty and extremely gloomy, and the black and white holy envoys looked awe-inspiring, so they had no choice but to accept their orders. Everyone didn't dare to come forward when they learned the identity of the two monks.

"Amitabha! Since the donor has a good relationship with the poor monk, why don't you show up and see it?"

Transsonic laughed and said, "Hahahaha! It's just that if we fight each other now, I'm afraid we will end up losing both. Now that the life and death of your friend is in the hands of the old man, why don't you return him to you, and how about you leave what the old man is looking for?"

"How can a disciple of Buddhism stay out of the matter when he encounters a gangster who commits murder and evil? Senior brother, these people are killing on a large scale, and they must not be spared!"

The good man stopped: "Amitabha, junior brother, good has good results, evil has evil consequences, karma has karma, and fate has karma." Just let it be!"

The voice of the voice praised: "Okay! The great monk and even the believer will not regret it if he thinks about it!"

The Black Wind Envoy said to Chuanyin: "Sect Master, those little Daoists just now said that what we are looking for is in the bird's nest on this tree. ”

The voice said: "The old man has heard what he said, you can go to the bird's nest to find out." The Black Wind Envoy led the order to the top of the tree, and sure enough, he found something wrapped in yellow silk cloth in the bird's nest, jumped down the tree, spread out the yellow cloth and let Xuan Xuzi identify him, Xuan Xuozi only nodded, and closed his eyes again.

Only then did Qiu Rong believe what the three Taoist priests said, and secretly hated: "Okay, you Xuanxuan son who 'plays tricks on the mystery', really let me find it! The bird's nest on this cypress tree is facing the incense burner, and people usually come here to burn incense and worship, and the smoke is full of smoke, and I don't even pay attention to it." ”

Xingkong preached: "Now that the thing has been found, you donors can fulfill their promise and let them go together with the three disciples of the Xuanxuzi Daoist. ”

The voice responded: "Okay! The old man will never break his word!"

Qiu Rong was seriously injured and weak by the sexual void, but he handed a look to a man in black, and the man immediately said angrily: "We are waiting for the life of others, and now we are fighting bloodily, killing and wounding many brothers, Fang has captured this bull's nose, how can we say that we will let it go......"

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the white rakshasa had already circled behind him unconsciously, and a white umbrella was put against the back of his heart, threatening: "If you don't listen to my master, you will rip out your heart!"

I only heard the voice that said: "Master Zhang, the old man has his own arrangements." ”

The rest of the people only hated themselves for their low martial arts compared to these people, so they had to accept the order and say no more. Qiu Rong was also silent at the moment, not daring to object.

The two sides have discussed and decided, and the monk of Xingkong supports Xuanxuzi. The good man clasped his palms together and said goodbye before leaving: "Amitabha! If you donors can get lost and know how to return, it is not too late to rein in the precipice! The poor monk has taken the first step." Then he walked out of the gate with his junior brother, Xuan Xuzi and the three little Taoist priests.

A few people walked halfway up the mountain, and Taiheguan was already in flames. The three Taoist priests knelt down for Xuanxuzi and begged: "Master, the disciples are greedy for life and afraid of death, they escaped from the battle, and they have no ability to save the master, but they told the location of the master's treasure to those villains. I really have no shame to serve your old man anymore, and I hope that the master will remove the disciples from the mountain gate. ”

Xuan Xuzi stared at the raging fire, and his heart was infinitely desolate. He asked his disciples to get up, and said weakly: "Disciples, when I was a teacher, I didn't want to attract people's attention, and I was afraid that you would be strong and aggressive and cause trouble, so I didn't teach you all the skills in my life. Whoever knows the opposite, but harms you. When you encounter a strong enemy, you should take the lead in protecting yourself, and you should not be blamed. And the matter of the bird's nest hiding treasures is also for the teacher to secretly guide you, and you don't have to blame yourself. ”

The two monks sighed endlessly when they heard this, and listened to Xuan Xuzi and instructed: "At present, the Taihe Temple no longer exists, and there are more than a dozen treasure notes for the teacher, which are worth three taels of gold, and you can take them to the bottom of the mountain to find a livelihood and settle down! After speaking, he took out a wad of treasure money from his bosom and divided it with the three of them.

A Taoist priest cried: "Master, you should also take care of yourself! It's just that this Ming Dynasty treasure banknote is not worth much silver now, and it can't be cashed, and our senior brother is also uncertain...... "The other two little Taoist priests also cried one after another.

Xuan Xuozi took out two taels of broken silver again, and said, "There are only these silver taels left on the teacher's body, you can use them together." ”

The monk persuaded him: "Brother Xuanxuzi Dao, you gave them these silver taels, but what did you do?"

Xuan Xuozi laughed at himself: "The master doesn't need to say much, the poor Dao has now become a loner, and it's a big deal to go to the relationship with the two masters." ”

The three little Taoist priests held the silver taels, thanked them, and said, "Master, the disciples will never forget it!" and then chose another path and went down the mountain.

"Amitabha!" the two monks sighed, and continued to walk down the mountain with Xuanxuzi in their arms......