Weeds are overgrown in front of the broken temple door, the wall paint is peeling off, and a temple door has been damaged, leaning against the wall. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The cobwebs on the door beams are dense, and the roof tiles have also been uncovered by the wind and rain. The two stepped into the threshold side by side, the temple enshrined the Enlightened Buddha, the Buddha statue has long been mottled, Liu Shaoqing sat cross-legged on the futon under the Buddha statue, he was not dead, but was pointed to the acupoint, with a look of resentment in his eyes, he sighed after seeing the two, and said: "What else are you going to do." ”

The two of them stepped forward quickly and said, "Master Liu, how are you, are you injured?" Liu Shaoqing's eyes were a little moist, and he closed his eyes and said, "You two fools, won't I die in vain when you come?" Zhu Yushi smiled: "We are friends, and we are together in life and death." ”

Suddenly, I heard someone on the Buddha statue laughing: "It's so touching, you are really friends." I saw Wushu sitting on the base of the Buddha statue, his dark clothes and the dark brown of the Buddha statue blended together, he didn't notice it in the dark, and he was still playing with Liu Shaoqing's interrogation sword in his hand, no wonder Liu Shaoqing showed an angry and shameful expression, "The sword is in the people, and the sword forgets the dead", his soul has been taken away.

Two more people turned out from both sides of the Buddha statue, it was Wan Yan Li and Wan Yan Chang. Luo Tianchu and Zhu Yushi were busy solving the acupoints for Liu Shaoqing, and Wushu smiled: "Don't waste your efforts, the acupoints that you can unlock after you finish leaving the general." Keeping him from killing is to lure you in. Luo Tianchu said coldly: "I'm already here." Wushu said: "When you refused the invitation of this king last night, did you ever think about this situation?" Luo Tianchu said: "I am the only one you want to kill, and it is none of their business." Wushu sneered: "You are a smart person, why do you say such naïve things, none of you can leave today." After finishing General Yanli, he killed the surnamed Luo first. Wan Yanli hesitated for a moment and didn't make a move.

Wu Shuqi said: "Why don't you do it?" Wan Yan said: "The old man wants to kill him, but not now." Wushu looked puzzled and said, "When was that?" Wan Yan said: "When he practices Ling Junlai's sword technique." Wushu endured his anger and said in a deep voice: "Now is not a battle between the rivers and lakes. As long as you kill the surname Luo, you can open the Sichuan-Shaanxi channel, this matter is related to our country's century-old plan, please uncle don't act rashly. Wan Yanli hesitated: "What His Highness said is that the old man has promised him that he doesn't want to go back on his word." Wushu couldn't help but be angry and said: "This king sees that you were frightened by Ling Junlai, and you didn't even dare to kill someone, so what's the use of bringing you out!"

Luo Tianchu saw that they had infighting, and he was overjoyed, and continued to push Liu Shaoqing to the palace, as long as he could recover his mobility, he could take the opportunity to escape. Wan Yanchang smiled and played a round for the two, and said: "Your Highness is angry, the old general is a good promise, and he is a good word, otherwise he will not be appreciated by Emperor Taizu and entrusted with the important task of entrusting Gu Gu." Wushu frowned and said, "You also speak for him?" Wan Yan Chang smiled, and said to Wan Yan Li: "The old general is Emperor Taizu's trusted minister, and he once swore to protect the safety of the clan before Taizu's death. Wan Yanchang said with a smile: "We have always respected the loyalty of the old general, but in this matter now, is the old general's personal grievances important, or is the future of my Dajin Kingdom important?"

Wan Yanli's face changed, and then he knew that Wan Yanchang intended to make it difficult for him to ride a tiger, so he had to follow. Wan Yan Chang continued: "Besides, we are all servants in front of His Highness, how can there be a reason for a servant to disobey the Lord's orders, does the old general want to disobey the order? Wushu said: "It's okay, can my uncle make a move now?" ”

As he spoke, he walked over with his head held high and stood in front of the three of them, with a momentum like a mountain pressing on him, and before he could make a move, he had already made his opponent tremble. Liu Shaoqing's acupoint was finally unlocked, and he also stood up, with no intention of running away. Wushu smiled: "There is a kind of dare not to run." Liu Shaoqing glanced at the interrogation sword in his hand and said, "I want to get my sword back." Wushu smiled: "I'm sorry, this king will not pay you back in your lifetime, and not after death." This is a good sword, and this king will naturally wear it by his side. Liu Shaoqing clenched his fists, his eyes almost wanted to breathe fire, in his heart, the sword was not only a life, but also a soul, and it was like his wife being snatched away by another man, this anger and humiliation were unbearable. Wushu was still teasing him: "As long as you defeat Yan Li, this king will return the sword, but how can you defeat it if you don't have a sword?" ”

Luo Tianchu had other plans in his heart, and when he saw that only Wan Yanli was the one who made the move, he had a fluke in his heart. Although the newly learned "Nine Styles of Blood Knife" is not enough to fight, the "Blue Sea and Sky" has been practiced handy, and Xiao Zhu has also learned the "Moving Jade Divine Skill", plus the owner of Liu Zhuang. Maybe you can really make a draw with Wan Yanli, and then find a chance to escape.

At this time, Wan Yan Li had an internal force, and there seemed to be a strong wind blowing in the temple, the dust accumulated on the ground was blown away by the strong wind, the open windows "creaked", and the clothes of the three people were also blown up, and they could hardly open their eyes. Wan Yanli's body seemed to have suddenly risen a foot higher, giving birth to an unshakable feeling. Luo Tianchu realized that he was wrong, the combined skills of the three of them may not be weaker than Wanyanli, but the duel between masters. Too many people are scattered, and it only takes one trick to solve one of them. This duel has already been lost, lost before making a move. Liu Shaoqing and Zhu Yushi also thought the same way as him, no one resisted, glanced at each other, and smiled helplessly. There is also warmth in the smile, as brothers, they have withstood the final test, and no one will be lonely as the three companions on Huangquan Road.

Wan Yanli's momentum was even stronger, and all three of them closed their eyes, waiting for his "Tiger Roaring Divine Fist". Wan Yanli's fist was also ready to go, and the first target was Luo Tianchu. But when the overall situation was almost decided and there was no suspense, I suddenly heard someone outside the door chanting "Amitabha." ”

The sound of the Buddha's horn is not loud, and the sound is still far away when it is spoken, but when the last word is spoken, the person is already at the door, just like the sound of the morning bell and the dusk drum. Everyone's hearts were shocked. The three of them, who were about to lose consciousness, suddenly woke up and opened their eyes. The wind suddenly stopped, and Wan Yanli's murderous aura vanished like a raging wind. Just one Buddha horn eliminated Wan Yanli's anger and murderous aura, and everyone looked at the temple gate in amazement.

I saw a thin old monk with a kind face standing outside the door, he put his palms together, the Buddha beads were hung on his palms, and he walked into the temple door with his eyes and nose and nose, and went straight to the Buddha statue, and said to the Wushu sitting on the feet of the Buddha: "The poor monk wants to worship the Buddha, please move the donor." Wushu looked at him in surprise and slowly removed the Buddha statue. The old monk chanted words in front of the Buddha statue, bowed a few times, and then turned around and said: "Although this temple is dilapidated, it is also a pure place for Buddhism. Luo Tianchu was surprised and said: "Master Huishan, why are you here?" Huishan smiled: "The poor monk said that the devil is the Buddha's way, and where there is a demon, there is a Buddha. ”

Wushu saw that this old monk belonged to Luo Tianchu and his group, and sneered: "Old bald donkey, are you talking about this king is a demon" Huishan said: "Who else will scold the monk for being an old bald donkey besides demons?" Luo Tianchu couldn't help laughing. Wushu lowered his face and said: "Although the Tubo people respect the monks, this king does not think so, and the monks are still nosy. These three people have also killed many people, and they will go to hell after death, and they are not worthy of the monk's life. Huishan said: "Amitabha." Poor monks also want to go to hell after death, hell is not empty vows not to become a Buddha, if you can be purified before being imprisoned, it is even more meritorious. The donor holds the power of life and death, and the benevolence of a thought is immeasurable merit, and I hope that the donor will think twice. ”

Wushu said impatiently: "This king doesn't listen to any big truth, and I will ask you one last time, whether to get out or not." Huishan smiled and said: "If you get out now, the poor monk will have no face to see the Buddha." Wushu sneered: "Okay, then you can go up to the west to see the Buddha, this king doesn't care about killing one more bald donkey." Uncle, kill this old bald donkey first. ”

Wan Yanli kept staring at Hui Shan, only to feel that this skinny, as if he could be knocked away with a punch, contained a terrifying power in his body, although he seemed to be unable to stand steadily, but he gave birth to an unshakable feeling, this feeling can only be detected by a master of his level. The last time I had this feeling, I was facing Ling Junlai, could it be that this old monk was actually on the same level as Ling Junlai? Could it be even more powerful than Ling Junlai? At that moment, a cold sweat broke out on his head, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

Wushu frowned, and said to Wan Yanchang: "You go." After Yan Chang's command, he stepped forward and said with a smile: "If you don't work for the old general, this old monk will be handed over to the lower officials." Wan Yanli took two steps back in surprise and said, "Be careful, this monk is not simple." Although Wan Yan Chang nodded yes, he was secretly amused in his heart, thinking that Wan Yan Li was nothing more than that, even a rotten wood old man was so cautious, how could he be worthy of the title of the number one master of the Dajin Kingdom, it seemed that it would not be long before he could replace him. smiled and said to Miaohui: "Please ask the monk to make a move first." Miao Hui clasped her palms together, bowed and said: "The poor monk is unwilling to use force, how can he be rude and offend first." Wan Yanchang sneered in his heart, and slammed his palm at Huishan's Heavenly Spirit Gai. He was a head taller than Hye Shan, and Hye Shan bowed forward again, and the heavenly spirit cover was like being sent to be beaten.

However, Wan Yanchang's ten hands were shot into the air, not only did he hit the air, but Hui Shan also disappeared. One of his hearts suddenly fell into the icy water, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, it was not terrible to be dodged by a palm, but it was terrible that his eyes failed to keep up with the other party's body.

Everyone in the audience let out an exclamation, no one saw how Hui Shan dodged, only Wan Yanli barely saw a figure drill under Wan Yan Chang's armpit and came behind him at the moment of being hit. It was a very simple move, but it was lightning fast.

At this time, Wanyan Chang's empty door was revealed, and it was easy for Huishan to kill him, but he didn't make a move, but walked towards Wushu. The vultures were so frightened that they drew their swords to defend themselves. Wan Yan flew in front of Wushu and shouted: "Don't hurt my king!" Hui Shan smiled: "My Buddha is merciful, the poor monk will never kill, but just take something that does not belong to this benefactor." Everyone was stunned and found that the sword had reached his hands at some point. (To be continued.) )