In the south of the outskirts of Haitian City, a mighty convoy is heading to the famous ancient Buddhist temple here, Lingkong Temple. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is said that the Buddha of this temple is very effective, Emperor Wenlong is very moved by this, he feels that today's disasters continue, and the martial arts disputes are making the people unhappy, so the people are struggling to survive, the more difficult the day is, for this reason I specially want to go to the Lingkong Temple to pray to the Buddha, hoping that the sky will not condemn the people, and let the people of the world live on it!

Probably that's the case, but on the way to the trip encountered the green forest bandit attack, but the imperial city forbidden army has not been fighting for a long time, all of them are vulnerable, the guards with knives in the palace and the robbers are like minions, martial arts are sparse, all are third-rate goods. The emperor's imperial guards had to stay in the palace to protect the shrine, and the safety of the prince of the prison country was not brought out, but it was also possible that they were useless waste.

If it weren't for the help of two passers-by and a group of dart masters desperately defending, I'm afraid he, the Ninety-Five Supreme, would have to do it himself.

When the battle was nearing the end, one person fell from the sky with one person in his arms, and all the thieves who were still fighting and attacking just now were killed in an instant, which immediately shocked the audience.

"The supreme martial artist of the innate realm?" The martial artists who helped each other were all shocked in their hearts, they didn't expect that in addition to the legendary sword saint and martial arts myths today, there were such masters in the Central Plains.

Inside the tent, Emperor Wenlong recognized who the iron-masked man was, and he was very puzzled, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you here?"

"Just now, it was obvious that there were two different groups of bandits and robbers, these two groups of people must be plotting against the emperor, especially the twelve evils in the world, should I kill them now!?" Tie Xin was pondering this matter, but when he heard the emperor's tone, he immediately changed his mind: "Maybe the master has already calculated this matter, so he asked me to take the step to meet the saint, let me regain my official body, and defend the true son of heaven!"

As soon as he thought of this, Tie Xin did not hesitate, and respectfully answered Emperor Wenlong's question: "Back to the emperor, after the master captured the step, he ordered me to take him to the Ninefold Purgatory and trap him for ten years to atone for his sin of trespassing on the queen's mausoleum." Originally, I was asked to guard it myself, but I saw that the emperor's forbidden army and guards were vulnerable, and now there were heroes and heroes to solve problems for the emperor, so it was very good, so let them sit in purgatory instead of me, and I would protect the emperor's safety!"

Hearing this, the emperor's close attendant Cao Huachun's father-in-law changed slightly, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Emperor Wenlong pondered for a moment and made a decision on the spot: "No, since this matter is decided by the door master, then do it according to his wishes." Gonggong Cao, you go with him to complete this matter, and pass on my will, so that the six gates, the four famous catchers, and the ten big catchers will work together to assist the divine arrest and guard the ninefold purgatory. ”

He did this quite defensively, after all, since he proposed that he was imprisoned in the Ninefold Purgatory that was previously subordinate to the Jingwu Sect, rather than the Black Purgatory established by the Six Gates, the Divine Capture was so unreassuring, and then said: "As for the people who assisted the guards to protect me just now, after asking, if they are willing, they will be appointed as imperial guards to protect my personal safety." ”

"The slave obeys the order!" Cao Huachun received the order, and Tie Xin was helpless, so he had no choice but to agree.

Loyal to the country and justice for the people, from the moment he became a pawn, he always had to do things against his will, no matter how much he worried about the emperor's safety at this time, it was useless, and the betrayal was an indelible trace.

Shizu should be wary of these two groups!

Thinking of the ancestor who went to the north, he just waved his sleeves, and then knocked Bu Jingyun and Lu Ban to the ground, and was immediately hit hard and unconscious.

A farce of shouting what the sky is unkind, and the white lotus should stand has come to an end, and the step is shocking that the clouds have this catastrophe, what are the chances of Qin Shuang and Nie Feng?

In the secret room of the Love Inn, the corners of Qin Shuang's mouth twitched as he watched the mud bodhisattva fiddle with a compass like a grinding stone, which was a thing that was collected in Lingxinzhai at the request of the mud bodhisattva, and it was a tool he used to calculate for the hero.

At this time, he knew that looking at palmistry, looking at face or something was just a small skill, and the real big move was to use this fate compass cast by the legendary Xiangshi Yuan Tiangang's father, Yuan Shoucheng, who was cast with strange stones outside the sky, the supreme treasure of the Xiangshi world. I didn't expect this treasure to be hidden in the secret room of Lingxinzhai of the Tianxia Society, and it was a secret room that even Qin Shuang didn't know.

Faced with such a strange thing, Qin Shuang just wanted to complain: "Damn! It's so mysterious, I thought it was in the world of Xianxia!%#¥ The above complaints can't be explained)"

The mud bodhisattva solemnly said to Qin Shuang: "Jingwumen is a taboo that all the scholars in the world avoid talking about, because every measured scholar is dead, so I am afraid that the old decay will not be able to avoid this result." ”

Hearing this, it didn't seem like a joke, Qin Shuang frowned, he sighed, and said, "Since it's so dangerous, then forget it!"

"No!" the mud bodhisattva said in a very firm tone: "The old decay should have lost the hand of the hero, but it was only because of your life that he was able to survive until now. But when he was young, he sought wealth and fame, so he leaked a lot of heavenly secrets, suffered the punishment of heaven, and endured inhuman pain for the sake of his granddaughter. By now, there is not much left of Shouyuan, and if he doesn't use the seven-star lamp formation to continue his life against the sky, the old man will not live next year. ”

Qin Shuang's words surprised him, he never imagined that the mud bodhisattva's physical condition would be so serious, and he hurriedly said: "Ah! so serious?! Then you quickly set up a formation to renew your life! I protect the Dharma for you, and absolutely no one can disturb you." ”

The mud bodhisattva shook his head and said to Qin Shuang: "No need, my granddaughter has you as her godfather, it is enough to live under your protection, and she has no regrets when she is old!"

Before the words fell, his hands had been pressed on the compass of fate, his palms were still broken, and blood flowed out, and he sucked blood with the compass of fate, and it also emitted a strange golden light.

He said with a solemn face: "Gang Master Qin, you are a person outside the realm, your soul enters this vast world, and you can merge into the fragments of heaven to succeed. The people of destiny depend on each other, whether it is a blessing or a curse, and a disaster that cannot be avoided, the old and decayed granddaughter will follow you to see if God can enjoy the food. As long as you don't go against the sky, heaven will not punish you, and you must remember this. ”

Then the mud bodhisattva's eyes shone with golden light, and he roared loudly: "The world's scholars say that the Jingwu Sect is a taboo, and today the old man will go out to challenge it!"

After only half a moment, the mud bodhisattva saw only one eye in the spiritual world, and then he spurted blood, his spirit was sluggish, and his eyes were almost godless: "People! in! do! heaven! in! look! cut! no! but! too over!"

He jumped out word by word, the compass of fate collapsed, and he finally had no breath, just standing and dying.

This is the prophecy of the mud bodhisattva fighting with his life, Qin Shuang felt extremely uncomfortable at the moment, and two lines of tears couldn't help but flow out of the corners of his eyes. (To be continued.) )