Ning Daoqi stepped on the morning light and came to Qin Mu's villa, behind him were four monks with clumsy faces, five people plus one Fan Qinghui, such a lineup, only the strength of the world's most powerful righteous path forces can be easily gathered. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The door of the villa was wide open, and Qin Mu stood inside the door, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the six people.

I saw Fan Qinghui take three steps forward, with a pretty face, and said coldly to Qin Mu: "Master Qin, you are hospitalized, my apprentice concubine Xuan has been in Guizhuang for a long time, and today the poor nun is here to take her back." ”

She was originally a long-sleeved person who was good at dancing, but after her death, Qin Mu would never be accepted by the righteous path forces, so when she spoke at this time, she was also a little aggressive.

Qin Mu's eyes didn't focus on her at all, but kept staring at the old man beside her, he had five long beards, his face was elegant and simple, and he was wearing a thick brocade robe, which made him look even more majestic than ordinary people.

Although Fan Qinghui is rarely out of Jingzhai, he was also a peerless figure who stirred up the storm in the rivers and lakes back then, and he was also the master of the fasting in Jingzhai, where was he ignored so much, his face was swollen red, and he was about to get angry, when he heard a voice behind him: "Amitabha." "Let her spirit be cleared.

Its voice is solemn and magnificent, obviously driven out by the peerless Buddhism internal force, only to see an old monk behind him, the face is withered, standing at the head of the four holy monks, it is the Jiaxiang master of the Three Treatises Sect, he studied the dry Zen Xuangong and a finger head Zen, especially the dry Zen, can be said to be the first heart of Buddhism, the world-honored Sakyamuni was in the corpse of the city of Sura between the two trees into extinction, east and west, north and south, each has a double tree, each side of the two trees are a glory and a withered, called 'four withered and four glory', representing impermanence, no joy, no self, no purity. If the Buddha is extinguished between these eight realms, it means that it is neither dry nor glorious, neither false nor empty, and it can be said that the highest essence of Buddhism in the Central Plains is in the dry Zen.

Behind him is the Venerable Emperor of Huayan Sect, who is in the world with the Great Perfection Staff in one hand, and the four ancestors of Zen Buddhism, Master Daoxin and Master Tiantai Sect Wisdom.

The four holy monks may not be the highest martial arts in Buddhism in the world, but they have intersected for decades, and the art of joint attack is unparalleled in the world, so the world calls them together.

What's more, in terms of Buddhist cultivation, these four people should be the top four people in the world, highly respected and praised by the world.

Qin Mu seemed to have just noticed the other five people, glanced at a few people, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Brother Shi, why don't you welcome the old people." ”

Fan Qinghui and the others were shocked, and they felt that a figure suddenly appeared behind them, and when they turned around, who was not Shi Zhixuan?

This Jing Zhai Zhai's face was already extremely ugly, she knew that Shi Zhixuan seemed to have dealings with Qin Mu, but the Demon Gate has always been a lot of dramas, where do you believe that the two of them have any sincerity, not to mention that in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, after receiving the news that Shi Zhixuan has left, she only came, and she didn't want to make a miscalculation.

Fan Qinghui sighed, but calmed down a lot, she understood that at this time she did not have the upper hand, and it was useless to talk nonsense, the long sword pointed and stabbed at Shi Zhixuan, and the four holy monks also glanced at each other, recited a Buddha number, and attacked Shi Zhixuan.

Qin Mu turned around and looked at Ning Daoqi, this scattered man, as if he didn't smell foreign objects, his eyes lowered and looked at his hands.

It was a pair of hands that were by no means appropriate for his age, crystal like jade, with slender fingers.

I only heard Qin Mu say: "Brother Ning, I have been waiting for this battle for a long time. ”

He raised his eyes and looked at Qin Mu, Qin Mu looked at his eyes, which were a pair of eyes that were indisputable to the world, looking at them, it was like looking at another world that had nothing to do with this mundane, as if it could be kept in a mysterious and unpredictable level forever, and it contained a huge and unparalleled power, and his calm and elegant gaze revealed frankness and sincerity, even with a bit of innocence. With his quaint and slender face, there is a charm beyond the mortal.

Ning Daoqi also smiled and said: "Lao Dao is too, since the donor became enlightened, I have a feeling in the dark, the donor is the most important opponent in my life, waiting for this day all the time, that is, the Lord of Fanzhai does not come to invite the old Dao, I also want to choose a day to fight with the donor." ”

As soon as he stretched out his hands, the whole person was like a wild goose, crossing the air and stepping in front of Qin Mu, one hand in front and the other in the back, as if they were not together.

Qin Mu's eyes lit up, and he said, "It's good to come!"

Qin Mu stretched out his hands and slapped his arms straight towards Ning Daoqi, his palms swelled violently, just like the soaring Peng bird, waving its wings.

The Kunpeng fist technique that shines in the world of dragons and snakes is used again.

At this time, his foundation was far away from yesterday, and his power was not the same, but he saw that a gust of wind suddenly rolled up around him, and with his raised hands, two waves of qi slapped towards Ning Daoqi in the storm like Kunpeng's wings.

What Xu Kaishan has been able to do after many years of hard work can turn fiction into reality, in Qin Mu's hands, it is just a blow that comes naturally.

Ning Daoqi's eyes seemed to rise two stars, shining brightly, his hands suddenly split, and he looked at the two thousand, turning into two birds like two heads playing, fighting and chasing in front of him, you pounce on me, fight happily, and rush towards Qin Mu's arms.

Ning Daoqi's face showed an innocent look like a child's sparrow, looking left and right at the virtual birds in his hands jumping up and down, chasing the strange situation of playing in the air, Qin Mu felt that there was an invisible tree, and the birds were asking lively and business-filled jokes in the tree, all the actions seemed to be unintentional, but they were meticulous, so that he could no longer distinguish what was true, what was false, what was false, what was real?

If Qin Mu's method is overwhelming, then Ning Daoqi's move is pervasive, the two of them are in the land of Zhangxu, chasing uncertainly, and the rabbit is still moving at an astonishing high speed, but the posture of the two sides is still so calm and generous that does not fit the battle situation.

The qi waves on Qin Mu's arms became more and more condensed, and his spiritual sense was amazing, as if he could feel that his qi seemed to have really changed into a pair of wings, not only majestic, but also as if countless feathers had grown, lifelike, with the cold air of the forest.

Ning Daoqi's eyes became brighter and brighter, and every time he was at the intersection of Qin Mu's strength, he used his strength to break through the skill. Suddenly, more than a thousand fingers were pointed.

The two sides were fighting fiercely, but when they heard a whistling, two figures suddenly rushed on the beams of the room, a young barefoot girl, let out a delicate laugh like a silver bell, and flew towards the concubine who was watching the battle, one was an elderly beautiful woman, with boundless coldness in her eyes, and killed Shi Zhixuan with her back to the four holy monks.

There are also four or five figures, jumping forward from outside the village and killing Fan Qinghui.

ps: This one is not well written.,I don't feel it.,I've been writing for a long time.。。。

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