There are still three days before the Tu Ma Conference, and the air in the temple is filled with a tense atmosphere. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Perhaps affected by this atmosphere, Chen Ping'an's heart throbbed, and he vaguely felt that his own ideas would make a breakthrough.

It just so happened that Ma Changsheng didn't arrange anything for him, so Chen Ping'an simply asked Ma Changsheng for leave. Ma Changsheng heard that Chen Ping'an had gained a little from his practice, and he didn't embarrass him. Anyway, Ma Changsheng thought that with Chen Ping'an's cultivation, it would not play a role in the next fighting method. He happily agreed to Chen Ping'an's request, and repeatedly warned him not to rush to work.

Ma Changsheng then encouraged Chen Ping'an, and then sent him away. It's just that Chen Ping'an felt that Ma Changsheng's performance today seemed to be a little lonely, Chen Ping'an only thought that Ma Lao Ghost was worried about the next fighting method, and he didn't forget to think about other places.

Leaving Ma Changsheng's small courtyard, Chen Ping'an looked for the fat Taotong. Yan Dao has some spiritual insights at home, and asks the little fat man to prepare some food, so that he can retreat and practice. The little fat man looked at Chen Ping'an with envy on his face, and went down to prepare to go.

With a cup of tea, the little fat man carried two large food boxes. After Chen Ping'an put the food box in the bag, he was about to say something to the fat Taoist boy, but after thinking about it, he gave up. He is not even optimistic about his own next situation, and how can he still have the ability to guide others.

Back in his small courtyard, Chen Ping'an hung up a small sign for retreat. After half a ring, Chen Ping'an stopped what he was doing and stood in the courtyard in a daze. If it was before, when Xiao Yuzi and Xiao Quanzi were still there. The yard would be so deserted, and I wouldn't have to do all this extra work. Chen Ping'an clenched his fists, and said with hatred in his mouth: "Old ghost, this time the young master will definitely let you pay for your blood debt." ”

After burning incense and bathing, Chen Ping'an sat cross-legged on the bed and made a seal with his hands. Gradually, the Buddha in the sea of knowledge with all directions and hands shines brightly, and there is a faint Buddha singing, and even Chen Ping'an in reality has a bit of solemnity.

Chen Ping'an's mind was all immersed in the Buddha singing at this time, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved. With the passage of time, Chen Ping'an's Buddhist singing in the sea from the initial sound like a mosquito and a fly, slowly as loud as a bell.

The Buddha singing in the sea of knowledge is still continuing over and over again, and Chen Ping'an in reality also subconsciously spoke: "Nan Wu Feng Mo Duo Moan, Sam Su Sanbodha, Ju Xuan Muan, Nephew He, Om, Folded Lord, Quasi-Ti Suo Po He." ”

Just as Chen Ping'an was reciting the mantra from the sea of knowledge over and over again. East China Sea, Sea Eye. A middle-aged monk stopped the wooden fish hammer in his hand, only to see him concentrate for a moment, then smiled dumbly and continued to knock on the wooden fish in front of him.

At the foot of Wenxiu Mountain, the murderers who have heard the news these days have made this place a miasma. Fortunately, Qinghezhai received Chen Ping'an's summons early, and left the vicinity of Wenxiu Mountain early in the morning to avoid the scourge of these murderers. It is said that he went to join a brother in the early years of Manli, and Zhang Yiping gave Chen Ping'an a map before leaving. It was marked with the prescription position, and Chen Ping'an was teary-eyed and asked Chen Ping'an not to forget to go to her, of course, Chen Ping'an felt uncomfortable.

Let's not mention the private relationship between such children. Let's say that the gang of murderers under Wenxiu Mountain is making trouble again, these angry goods, the geese are thinking about how to eat without fighting.

In a big tent, Qingsong Dao people still sit in the first place. On both sides are Yinshan Sect Yu Guosheng and Taohuashan Cao Wei. The rest of the people are slightly inferior, such as the white-faced scholar Zhou Guobin, the red-haired ghost Dao Shen Zhijun, the iron-faced bronze hand Feng Zhiliang, and so on.

After three rounds of drinking, Feng Zhiliang shouted: "I said Boss Qingsong, it is rumored that the old man has obtained the refining method of a flying sword. But everyone knows that such a rare object as a flying sword can appear in this ghost place in southern Xinjiang. ”

Qingsong Dao people are a little pale, Yu Guosheng is a good person, otherwise it would be impossible to sit in the position of the second elder in the Yinshan Sect. Inevitably, there was a conflict, Yu Guosheng said: "Brother Feng doesn't know, that old monster didn't know how much ore he had purchased earlier. Even if it's not refining a flying sword, it must be a great treasure. What's more, this news has been verified by Qingsong Daoyou, Peach Blossom Daoyou and the old man, and it will definitely not be bad. ”

The red-haired ghost Dao Shen Zhijun said angrily on the side: "As far as you and the other three people know, our brothers know very little about it. When the time comes, there is strength, and there is damage. But I didn't get any benefits, what should you do if you tell me to wait?" Yu Guosheng was angry for a while, and then said: "Shen Daoyou, don't worry, if there is no harvest by then, the old man is willing to let you choose one of the spells of my Yinshan Sect." ”

After hearing Yu Guosheng's words, all the murderers present were overjoyed. Even the white-faced scholar Zhou Guobin, who had been silent, also had a satisfied look on his face, and the atmosphere of the banquet suddenly rose to a small climax.

When the interest of the murderers is gone, go and rest. Qingsong Daoren, Yu Guosheng, and Cao Wei, the three gods mysteriously gathered together. The Peach Blossom Boy said angrily: "These guys dare to question our words. Big brother, it's better to kill these guys according to my temperament, anyway, you and my brothers also need some monks' flesh and blood. ”

Let me introduce the relationship between these three people. One is a big master in southern Xinjiang, the other is a human spirit who is considered a behemoth in southern Xinjiang through the Yinshan Sect, and the rest occupies a good place for trading between southern Xinjiang and the Central Plains, and it is said that there is also a mysterious younger brother, who seems to be an inner disciple of the Qingxu Sect.

Although the Qingxu Sect cannot be compared with the six members of the Daomen, even so, a little bit of resources is also inexhaustible for the three brothers. Yu Guosheng was responsible for finding some fat sheep, Qingsong Lao Dao was responsible for doing it, and the peach blossom boy exchanged the obtained objects for natural treasures that were beneficial to everyone's practice. The three brothers have lived a very nourishing life over the years, and driven by the same interests, the relationship has become stronger.

After Yu Guosheng heard the words of the Peach Blossom Boy, he was dissatisfied: "The third child, you know how to fight and kill all day long. These guys still have some value of use, otherwise who will consume Ma Changsheng's help at that time. ”

Qingsong Daoren waved his hand and said: "Okay, the third child has only recently been damaged in his heart, and his temper is a little uncontrollable." As he spoke, he looked at the Peach Blossom Boy, and suddenly found that the Peach Blossom Boy's eyes were gradually reddening. Qingsong Lao Dao monster shouted: "It's not good, second brother, I'll make a quick move." ”

The two of them were busy for a while, trapping the peach blossom boy. Then he took out a piece of rune paper from the peach blossom boy's arms, and the Qingsong Dao people stimulated the rune paper. A burst of Taoist heart-clearing mantras came out, and slowly the peach blossom boy calmed down.

After a long time, the peach blossom boy had a clear color in his eyes. Qingsong Daoren and Yu Guosheng released his shackles, and the peach blossom boy said: "Thank you two brothers, the younger brother survived again this time." Yu Guosheng said: "Third child, can't you stop this exercise? Otherwise, one day you will fall into the demon and die." ”

The Peach Blossom Boy gritted his teeth and said, "No way, if it weren't for the trauma of my soul, I wouldn't be where I am today." After looking at the expressions of Qingsong Lao Dao and Yu Guosheng, the Peach Blossom Boy continued: "Two brothers, don't worry, my younger brother is already helping me find the elixir to repair my soul. ”

The three of them got together and discussed for a while, to the effect that they would use the rest of the people to consume Ma Changsheng first, and their brothers would finally wipe everyone out. Ladies and gentlemen, these sideways and left-handed gangsters are really frightening in their methods.

Time passed little by little, and Chen Ping'an was at a critical juncture at this time. The long sword, one of the seven treasures of the Buddha in the sea of knowledge, finally broke through some unknown barrier and manifested under the blessing of bursts of mantras.

Chen Ping'an looked at the small sword suspended in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Why, this sword is about the size of a little finger. It's not so much called a flying sword, it's actually more like a flying needle. However, this little sword made Chen Ping'an feel like an arm, and as soon as his mind moved, the little sword easily pierced the roof.

Playing with the small sword in his hand, Chen Ping'an felt a burst of joy in his heart. With this treasure, he has a little more confidence in the enemy. Suddenly, Chen Ping'an felt a burst of hunger in his belly, filled his stomach indiscriminately, and then pushed the door out.

Outside the small courtyard, the slender Taoist boy saw Chen Ping'an walking out. Hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Senior brother, senior brother has urged me several times." Said that if you don't go to the main hall, he won't care about the ban on retreat. Chen Ping'an said: "Don't worry, what can I do with my retreat for these two days?"

Thin Dao Tong said: "But nothing else happened. However, tomorrow is the day when the gang of murderers under the mountain will fight, and the Lord will hand over all the matters of arranging defenses to the senior brother to take full responsibility, and the senior brother will call the senior brother to the main hall to discuss. Chen Ping'an frowned when he heard this, and followed the anxious thin Dao Tong to the main hall.

In the main hall, it is Jia Youdao who is in charge. Seeing that he was commanding something, Chen Ping'an saw a gap and said: "Senior brother, senior brother is late, I hope senior brother will forgive me." Jia Youdao looked at Chen Ping'an and said, "Okay, it's better to come than some guys who don't know where to go." ”

It turned out that Hu Tao didn't come at all under the pretext that his foundation was damaged. But also, Hu Tao did suffer this time, even if he didn't come, Jia Youdao couldn't punish him. Ma Er on the side said: "False Dao, the fourth brother didn't come, but the master agreed, what kind of tongue are you chewing in front of the fifth junior brother." ”

Jia Youdao didn't pay attention to Ma Er, took out a wooden plaque and said: "This token can make the junior brother not affected by the big array, and you can also use the power of the formation to kill the enemy who will attack tomorrow in the formation." Senior brother, take it well, don't lose it. ”

Chen Ping'an took the wooden card, and said with some doubts: "Tomorrow, the enemy will attack in a big way, why don't you see the old man and Uncle Yuan?" Ma Er said: "Old five, don't worry." This time, the attack is all about small characters. The difficult characters are all dragged by a few elders, and our brothers just need to keep the Mai view. ”

After listening to Ma Er's explanation, Chen Ping'an retreated. Jia Youdao said taboo again, in short, he asked the senior brothers to fight hard to kill the enemy. At that time, Ma Changsheng will naturally not forget the merits of the brothers and sisters, if someone does not contribute to the work, he will definitely taste the pain of peeling skin and cramps afterwards. Then he asked a few people to go down to prepare, and when Chen Ping'an left, he saw that Ma Er did not have the sense of urgency when the big war was coming, so he secretly doubted in his heart.

Back in his own courtyard, Chen Ping'an secretly thought: "Ma Er, this guy is definitely not a good thing, but it's strange, and he doesn't even have a sense of urgency." Could it be that the old ghost has some other means in secret, no, I have to follow Ma Er in the battle tomorrow to see what is going on. ”

The next day, there was a commotion at the bottom of the mountain. Qingsong Daoren frowned when he looked at the appearance in front of him. Yu Guosheng saw the appearance of his eldest brother on the side and said: "Don't worry, big brother, these people are just confusing that old ghost, and our real means have to look at the other way." ”

Qingsong Daoren: "I also know, what I'm afraid of is that Ma Changsheng will suspect that we have another means when he sees us like this." Yu Guosheng also said helplessly: "These guys really can't support the wall in the mud, don't worry, there is a little brother on the mountain." ”

After the three brothers encouraged themselves in front of the battle, the group of talents walked towards the mountain in a mighty way.