All of a sudden, the sky was spinning, the flood was slight, the ghosts were ghostly, the hell was senluo, and the spirit beasts and demons were all over. Tang Feng only felt that he was standing in a whirlpool tunnel, and the ground had collapsed. He also fell into the dark abyss, those clear faces that turned into clouds of smoke, he exclaimed "Ah", all the illusions came to naught, his forehead was already like beads of sweat rolling down, and his whole body was actually hot.

The cold air of the meridian ice jade bed under him alternated with the hot air rushing in his body, and the white mist rose one after another, and he felt a heart-piercing pain in his body. The sword clenched in his right hand, the purple and cyan air currents were still frequently injected into his body, which could not only soothe his heart-piercing pain, but also make him feel unbearable.

The dwarf black cripple sneered sadly again, and the gloomy voice echoed in the stone house, "Hehe, boy, Buddhism and Taoism have been separated since ancient times, although your Yuan Shen can be compatible with the chivalrous sword, but this Buddhism and Taoism exercises taste good, right?"

Tang Feng's heart was slightly cold, but his stubborn surname made him grit his teeth and responded not to be outdone: "Great wicked man, you don't want to talk nonsense, the master will not fall for you! As long as the master has three inches of energy, he will never compromise with you evil forces!"

"Hmph, boy, you have backbone! However, the old man asks you, do you feel a stinging pain in your body, and all kinds of illusions appear in front of your ......eyes?" the short black cripple seemed to be describing Tang Feng's pain at this time, and said coldly, "This is the sign of the backlash of the Buddhist Dao exercises, and the Buddha and the Tao are both separate, so naturally you will not be easy to control." As the Buddhist and Taoist exercises eat away at your primordial spirit, the golem in your heart will gradually grow. Hehe, when the time comes, your heart is enchanted, you don't even recognize your ancestors, you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, the old man will definitely applaud and applaud!"

Tang Feng couldn't help but tremble when he heard this, if this was the case, it would be better if he died. But how can we kill the demons and avenge my father's mother? How can I realize the high hopes that Master Xuchen and Drunken Dao have placed on us to save the people in the world? After thinking about it, maybe it was this short black cripple who endured the pain in order to get the annihilation of the chivalrous sword, and said recklessly: "Great wicked man, you are a little demonic and confuse the people, even if the young master dies, he will not fall into your trap!"

"Boy, you are stubborn! The old man kindly told him, but you are stubborn, as soon as you think of becoming a Buddha, you are born from the heart, and you will definitely become a demon!" The dwarf black cripple was in that tone of schadenfreude, "The meridian ice jade bed is the catalyst that prompts you to be devoured by the Buddha and Dao exercises as soon as possible, boy, you can enjoy it slowly, haha......"

Tang Feng hated his teeth and wanted to struggle, fighting with the sword and the short black cripple to fight to the death, but the bones around his body were soft and seemed to fall apart. Mo said that when he stood up, he was powerless even to turn over, and he only wanted to cut the short black cripple with a thousand knives in his heart.

However, the more annoyed and angry he became, the purple-cyan air flow of the sword in his hand poured into his body even more strongly. And the stinging pain in the heart was even more painful, and the cold air of the meridian ice jade bed penetrated into his body from his spine, and the heat and cold were pressing, which made his vision in front of him even more vain.

"Ahh

I don't know how long he was in a coma, but his consciousness gradually became clearer, and his ears lingered with "Yi has Taiji, it is to give birth to two instruments, two instruments condense four images, four images become gossip, gossip determines good luck and evil, good luck and evil illusion all things ......"

As he became conscious, he heard the words of the dwarf black cripple, and his heart was alert, expecting what kind of magic the dwarf black cripple had imposed on him. As far as he could see, he suddenly opened his eyes, but saw the charcoal black face of the short black cripple, and between the messy hair, there were a few strands of snow-white, ugly face, and incomprehensible deep eyes.

"Hey, boy, are you awake?" the dwarf black crippled rolled his deep eyes and smiled wickedly.

Tang Feng Huo Ran sat up, glared angrily, and shouted: "Great villain, what do you want to do?"

The dwarf black cripple got up leisurely, with an iron cane supporting his armpits, holding up his short figure, he actually sighed for the first time, and muttered to himself: "The heart is charming, it is more than a hundred years in a flash, the sword has reappeared, and the world will be chaotic." Which is the right way? Who is the evil devil? Tianxingjian, the gentleman is self-improving, the terrain is good, the gentleman is virtuous, wonderful, wonderful!"

Tang Feng stared at the short black cripple suspiciously, his face was a little gloomy, and he actually felt a trace of pity for this old man from the bottom of his heart. Although I don't understand his babbling, vaguely, he is actually in his last years, and he is close to the stage of running out of oil and drying up.

The short black cripple's dark face was low, his willow eyebrows were upside down, and he shouted in a condensed voice: "Boy, you don't have to pity me, the old man never needs anyone's mercy!"

Tang Feng was unexpectedly pierced by the short black cripple, but his mouth was tight, and he retorted disdainfully: "Bah, who wants to pity you as a wicked person, I can't wait to break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

"Haha...... Boy, you keep saying that good and evil are good and evil, so you tell the old man, what is good, what is evil, what is good, what is evil?"

Tang Feng was stunned for a moment, his face was red, but he couldn't speak, so he had to stubbornly say: "Anyway, you are a great villain, Master Xuchen, Drunken Dao seniors are good people, and Mrs. Xian and Chu Yu are all great good people!"

"Fart, it stinks!" the dwarf black cripple couldn't help but say angrily, "Have you ever kidnapped your sister and sister-in-law?" Otherwise, there is your good fruit to eat!"

Tang Feng felt that the short black cripple in front of him was moody, so he had to shut up, but his eyes were like torches, and he still glared at him fiercely.

The shriveled horizontal flesh on the short black cripple's face twitched a few times, his expression was a little painful, and he said faintly: "The old man used to naively think that black is black and white is white, and it is always clear. However, when my legs were mercilessly beaten to cripples, I finally understood that there is a reversal of black and white in the world!

Tang Feng silently listened to the sorrow that the short black cripple seemed to talk to himself and seemed to confide in him, the reason why the short black cripple became what he is today must have been due to a painful grievance. But he wouldn't take the initiative to ask the black cripple, though he was full of curiosity, but he didn't ask.

"If the heavens abandon me and swear by my life, I would rather become a demon!" The short black cripple's face was as gloomy as purple, extremely ugly, and he was slightly distracted, "Er Nai is a kid who has not dried up, how can he understand." No matter what, no matter what, the destiny of heaven returns, how can things be turned around, or God will have mercy, let me meet you stinky boy in this withered year of the old man!"

Tang Feng suddenly saw a trace of warmth in the deep eyes of the short black cripple, as if a clear spring had washed through his heart, which suddenly made his heart sink slightly, and he looked at the dwarf black cripple suspiciously.

The dwarf black cripple coughed a few times and said faintly, "Boy, you don't have to look at me with those eyes. Lucky for you, the old man thought through and decided to pass on my skills to you. ”

If this short black cripple was a well-known righteous man, Tang Feng would definitely be busy kneeling on the ground to apprentice. But the short black cripple is also good and evil, cloudy and uncertain, he can't help but become dignified, and he lowers his head and doesn't look at the short black cripple.

Unexpectedly, the short black cripple frowned, and shouted, "What's the matter, boy, aren't you happy?"

Tang Feng was stubborn, and said disdainfully at the short black cripple: "I...... It's not uncommon for me to learn your bullshit martial arts, and life is worse than death at every turn!"

"Haha......" The short black cripple was not angry, but laughed loudly, "That's right, the old man appreciates you, it's this strong temper, although a tendon is a little stubborn, but carefully carved, it will definitely be able to reach the peak of martial arts, wonderful!"

Tang Feng was confused when he heard this, and muttered: "Anyway, I won't learn your martial arts!"

"No!" Before the short black cripple's voice fell, the sharp eyes of the eagle falcon were already staring in front of Tang Feng, and he said gloomily, "As long as it is something that I am determined by Hexiaotian, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't stop it, the old man has the ability, you have to learn, you have to learn, and if you don't learn, you have to learn!"

For the first time, Tang Feng knew that the name of the dwarf black cripple was not "dwarf black cripple", but "crane howling sky". People have names, and of course the dwarf black cripple has a name.

"Boy, what's your name?" He Xiaotian looked at Tang Feng with a sharp gaze, and asked in a deep voice.

Tang Feng didn't know whether he was intimidated by the majesty of Crane Xiaotian, or suddenly felt that Crane Xiaotian was not so hateful, so he blurted out: "My name is Tang ......" but immediately realized something, and then changed his tone and said stubbornly: "Why do you want to tell you what my name is?"

He Xiaotian raised his hand and slapped him, and said: "What a boy with no education, no matter what, the old man is your senior, dare to be so presumptuous, and talk like this to an elder!"

Tang Feng touched his hot cheeks, a red slap mark on his little face, his eyes were round, and he wanted to kill Crane Xiaotian with his eyes.

"Hmph, if in the early years, when the old man's heart demon appeared, you dared to be so presumptuous to me, I wouldn't kill you with one slap, my name would be written upside down!

Tang Feng was silent, still stubbornly glaring at He Xiaotian, and his expression seemed to tell He Xiaotian that he would not give in!

He Xiaotian suddenly smiled again, and said innocently: "The Buddha Dao exercises, or the way of 'easy' can crack its counter-devouring method." Looking at the world, there is only the way of ease, the sea is a hundred rivers, and there must be a way to crack it!"

This made Tang Feng interested, and said curiously: "Your martial arts can crack the Buddhist Dao exercises?"

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