Li Dao looked at the river in a daze, and suddenly a picture appeared in his head, a little girl had also been here to look at the passing boats in a daze, or had a longing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The rhododendron on the slope is red like a fire burning, the flowers are still there, but the people are gone.

Li Dao had a sad face, he sighed, carried the coffin, walked to the place where the flowers bloomed the most, and put it down. With a slight press of the right palm, a bundle of spiritual power spewed out, and in an instant, the spreading azalea rose wildly, like a twisted spiritual snake, under the will of Li Dao's divine sense, the azalea bloomed more and more, and the branches climbed up the Nanmu coffin, and the coffin was completely wrapped in a few breaths.

Li Dao looked at the coffin deeply and sighed: "Cuckoo, rest in peace." ”

As soon as the words fell, the coffin that had been wrapped in azaleas sank into the earth, and the azaleas on the ground were still blooming densely, as if nothing had happened.

The master and servant have lived together for more than 20 years, and they were suddenly separated, and Li Dao's mood was inevitably gloomy at this moment.

The path of monasticism is extremely cruel, and the feeling of being unable to do anything about it as loved ones leave one by one can be heartbreaking................

Maybe many years later, I won't have this feeling, at that time, I have experienced countless life and death, or I have become hard-hearted.

Li Dao simply sat on the ground, staring blankly at the west-flowing river, a ray of sunlight falling from the sky, reflecting the sparkling river water, the water rippling, and gradually going away.

Li Dao couldn't help but be stupid, he thought that this scenery was very beautiful, no wonder the cuckoo never forgot it until he died.

Du Juan has been with him for so many years, so I will accompany her for a while, this farewell will be permanent.

I don't know how long it took, Li Dao's state of mind gradually seemed to be consistent with the frequency of the river, his eyes began to become confused, the river was slow and fast, soft and rigid, he seemed to feel something, a faint sense of enlightenment began to become clear in his heart..........

At this time, a rapid figure flew over from a distance like thunder.

A voice shouted: "Monk Xima, don't run away, your internal injuries have not healed, and you will not live for a few days if you forcibly operate your essence this time!"

But there were seven people chasing after him, two of them were flying in the air, and the other five were following closely on the ground, and it was one of the warriors flying in the air who spoke.

The man who escaped in front of him didn't say a word, and flew forward desperately, but he was carrying a person with him, and the speed was inevitably slowing down, and the distance between the two sides was narrowing.

Finally, the two people behind caught up with the speed, and the two sides immediately fought, after all, it was difficult to defeat four punches with one hand, and after a few rounds down, the monk was forced to fall to the ground, he saw a young man sitting there cross-legged, his face was wooden, and he didn't think much about it, and threw the middle-aged man in his hand forward gently, and said: "Emperor, you should be careful, wait for the little monk to send these two people." ”

The west-mad monk was no longer burdened, and suddenly shouted with a fierce face: "You two are really annoying the little monk, if I am afraid of you, I will try the two of you." ”

After speaking, he put his hands together, and shouted violently: "Dragon Elephant Prajna!"

I saw two rays of essence erupting from his hands, one into a dragon shape, one in the shape of a pictogram, and the two aircurrents merged into one, and suddenly the strength rose wildly, and the monk of the West Madness pushed with both hands, and Pang Pei's airflow attacked the two of them.

The two innate martial artists suddenly fell to the ground with solemn faces, and one of them pulled out his weapon, which was a sword, and slashed forward and shouted: "Lock heart!"

A purple sword aura blasted over.

The other person pushed out with both palms, and a blue and faint essence rolled towards the dragon elephant.

It's just that the dragon elephant is too domineering, and the fierce air flow instantly dissolves the attack of the two, and continues to come towards the two of them with a fierce momentum.

The two hurriedly raised their palms to erupt their essence to resist, but they snorted at the same time, took a step back, and a mouthful of hot blood surged in the throats of the two, but they were swallowed back raw, and now they suffered a small loss, and their faces were lost.

is the same innate martial artist, two people against one person, but they still suffer, and the gap between the two sides can be seen.

One of the two said coldly: "It is worthy of the town school of Xiaolin Temple, known as the eight miraculous feats of the rivers and lakes, "Dragon Elephant Praruo", it is really overbearing, the monk of the West is worthy of his name, and the strength of the two of us is even difficult to parry, admire and admire!"

The monk of the West Madness smiled, his face trembled, where did he look like a compassionate monk, but a demon-subduing Wei Tuo, and said: "Since you two know, why don't you retreat and ask for hardship!"

The two of them changed color, the Western mad monk was the same as the rumors, arrogant and boundless, and he was still so domineering when he was dying, and he didn't take the two of them in his eyes.

The man who spoke earlier said angrily: "Monk Xima, you have been famous for a long time, and my brothers don't want to embarrass you. Now that you are seriously injured, you are the enemy of the two of us, and you are purely looking for death, so why should you be greedy for a moment's pleasure!"

The Western Mad Monk snorted coldly, revealing a look of contempt, and said disdainfully: "If you want to fight, you will fight, why make noise!"

The two of them looked extremely gloomy, and the innate martial artist who had never spoken, said: "That is the case, then you can learn the monk's high moves, although the dragon elephant is powerful, but my Tianxuan palm may not be inferior, advise and advise!"

As soon as the man's words fell, a palm was launched, and a wave of green and faint qi erupted from his palm, and a blue phosphorus ghost fire loomed in the qi wave.

Tianxuan Palm, the miracle skill of the Western Regions, is the first-class magic skill of the Western Regions.

The reason why this skill is called a demon is because its practice method is different, after the martial artist becomes a congenital, he needs to practice in the graveyard of the dead, and integrate the innate essence into the phosphorus fire born of dry bones and blend with it, and after a long time, it will be contaminated with a trace of phosphorus fire, and then the person who practices the exercise will wrap the phosphorus fire with the essence, swallow it back into the dantian in the abdomen, and attack the enemy with the phosphorus fire wrapped in the essence when facing the enemy, this fire is combined with the essence, the power is amazing, even if the person with the same skill will be burned into a dry bone under this move, extremely vicious, so it is covered as a magic skill。

Since this person cultivated into Tianxuanzhang, he has been invincible, and even if he has cultivated to a considerable level of innate martial arts, he has also hated it.

Although the dragon elephant is famous, he is not afraid.

The monk of the West is careless on the surface, but in fact he is extremely cautious in his heart, he is the first master of Xiaolin Temple, and he has practiced the dragon elephant to the fullest, with the power of a dragon, and the power is amazing. If he hadn't been injured before, he wouldn't have been afraid, but now he has to try his best to deal with it, he seems to be fine, but in fact he is just on the outside and weak on the inside.

What's more, this person is also an innate martial artist, and he has been chasing before but has never really shown his strength, and this time he will make a move with hatred, which must be extraordinary.

The phosphorus fire is obviously not a mortal thing, how can the Western Mad Monk let it get close, his hands are closed, and another dragon elephant is struck out, and the qi wave suddenly meets the ghost fire, this time the dragon elephant Praruo has lost its effect, the ghost fire is not afraid of the essence, but unhindered through the dragon elephant Prajna Qi wave, directly towards the West Mad Monk.

Under the horror of the Western Madness Monk, he did not hide the means, suddenly crossed his hands, quickly pinched a complex handprint, and then a finger popped out, and a dragon-shaped essence came out, which is the second form of the dragon elephant Prajna, ascending the dragon in the sky.

This trick seems simple, but in fact it is ten times more powerful than before, if the dragon elephant is ranked among the eight great miracles, it is definitely not a false name of the waves, and the monk of the West Mad does not believe that the ghost fire can still be unhindered.

Sure enough, the dragon defeated the ghost fire in the sky, and the ghost fire overflowed with fire, and then turned into nothing.

This ghost fire was connected to the practitioner's heart, and after the ghost fire was defeated, the man suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face was extremely shocked, as if he couldn't believe it.

The monk of the west madness occupied the upper part and immediately took the opportunity to attack, and it was another type of dragon in the sky, and the man was pale, already injured, and had no time to resist. Seeing this, the companion next to him used the sword to resist it, and the sword was divided into seven in the air, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and seven sword qi of different colors slashed towards the west-mad monk one after another.

The ascending dragon was also annihilated under these seven sword qi in the sky, and the monk of the West Mad was surprised, and hurriedly dodged, after dodging the six sword qi, he was pierced through the shoulder blade by a yellow sword qi, and he couldn't suppress the injury, and a large mouthful of black blood spurted out.

I couldn't help but be shocked: "What kind of swordsmanship are you?"

The man sucked back the sword with his essence qi and said in a cold voice, "The Seven Clever Heart Lock Sword, how is it compared to your Prajna skill?"

The monk nodded and said, "It's really powerful, but if I am not injured, you may not be able to hurt me!"

The man said, "I believe." ”

The expression of the monk of the west madness was a little dim, the tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by the dogs, thinking that he was a monk of the west madness with great talent, and after practicing the peerless dragon elephant of Xiaolin Temple to the end of the world, he was almost invincible. Even the worship hall in the capital is known as the first innate Lei Chong, and the black wind strength he has learned is as famous as his own exercises, and he is not his opponent in the competition.

Today, he was injured by two unknown innate martial artists, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

It's just a matter of eating the king's fortune and being loyal to the king, Xiaolin Temple is deeply favored by the emperor, if you don't repay it, you won't be spurned by the world.

With a loud shout, the monk of the West Madness no longer cared about it, and ran the essence in his body as if he was crazy, and his momentum gradually rose. Even if he dies today, he must not let the emperor be arrested before he dies.

The Western Mad Monk has been determined to fight to the death, and his crazy momentum exudes his madness to the fullest.

The two innate martial artists were suddenly shocked, and one of them said with a meal: "You.... You don't want to die!"

"Hahahaha!

The monk laughed loudly, his expression was full of pride, and he said, "Before you die, pull the back of your two innate martial artists, but you are not lonely!"

The high-speed running essence filled the robe of the monk of the Western Maniac Monk with bulge, and the momentum became more and more intense, and it was about to explode.

At this time, a pleasant female voice came: "Monk Xima, you have to think twice." The second prince is gone, why do you need to burn all the jade!"

But it was the five people who were chasing after the ground that arrived, after all, they were acquired martial artists, they couldn't fly in the air, and their speed was much slower, and they didn't arrive until now.

It was Bai Qiong's daughter who spoke.