Yang Zhao, Xiaobai and Xuan Yuruo lived an ordinary life in the city, hiding from the wind and rain outside, walking between the small courtyard and the vegetable field, and walking by the stream.

Yang Zhao is in charge of cooking, Xiaobai and Xuan Yuruo are in charge of eating, and occasionally in a good mood, she will cook herself and make a bowl of omelette noodles for Yang Zhao, and in that bowl of clear soup omelette noodles, there are still only four peppercorns and thirty green onions.

If you want to avoid boredom and boredom in this kind of life, you should think of ways to find new fun, see scenery you have never seen before, or relive the old times from time to time.

Yang Zhao is very smart, relying on the taste in his memory, he successfully taught himself hot and sour noodle soup, and according to Xiaobai and Xuan Yuruo's expression feedback, the taste is at least seventy percent of the level of the restaurant in the city.

He buried two jars of rice wine under the tree in the courtyard, and made a jar of kimchi in the stove room, which was stuffed with green beans, tender ginger and green and red peppers, and everyone drooled when they opened the lids.

Xiaobai and Xuan Yuruo were also very satisfied with the kimchi he made, and they often went out of the hospital for a walk, watched the sunset on the lake, listened to the bells in the temple, and the sound of reading in the Taoist temple and the academy, and walked around the city, as if it was like this lazy city, and became lazy.

They went to every corner of the city, and they held hands all the time when they did these things.

They also met Zhichang who was wandering alone in the city, but for some reason, perhaps because of the subconscious in his heart, Yang Zhao never liked to walk with this Zhichang, so after meeting each other, they began to separate, and each embarked on their own path.

At this moment, the bell of the evening class rang in the temple.

This bell. At the same time, it sounded in Chiba's heart.

The Buddha bell can clear the heart and help believers meditate, Chiba Yin listened to the sound of the little monk reading to him, and naturally sensed the sound of the bell from that Lang Lang.

Morning bell and dusk drum, spring flowers and autumn fruits, kimchi and rice, black crow and stream, Buddhist scriptures and sky, lake and white pagoda, time and space. It seems to be flowing. It seems to be still.

Chiba had already listened to hundreds of volumes of Buddhist scriptures, and began to listen to the notes left by the previous generations of eminent monks, practicing silently with the sound of the bells, and the Dharma was getting deeper. The mind is natural and tranquil. There are no water marks.

But somehow. He subconsciously asked the little monk to stop chanting, and then he walked towards the depths of the temple.

Following the sound of the bell, he came to the main hall of the temple. I saw that there were hundreds of monks in the threshold who were chanting the scriptures sincerely, and with the sound of the scriptures, the Buddha statue in the hall seemed more and more compassionate.

He looked up at the sky, then at the Buddha statue in front of him, and somehow, he felt that he never got tired of looking at it.

After the meal, he returned to the pagoda, talked with the little monk as usual, and then sat down and listened to the little monk's reading.

Listening to a certain wonderful place in the Buddhist scriptures, he felt happy and peaceful, and he only felt that his Zen heart was transparent, and he listened to the bell from the temple in the distance, as if he wanted to forget a qiē troubles and sorrows.

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Nan Ming and Su Nian were unhurried, holding the jade talisman and walking into the fighting platform wrapped in a sky blue halo.

Once the monks walked into the Doufa platform, they all kept a certain distance, fearing that someone would suddenly attack.

Those monks even took out their own supreme magic weapons from their storage bags.

When confronted with a monk with a magic weapon, the other monks will immediately distance themselves from him.

In the Jindan period, as long as the difference in cultivation is not too big, the party with the best magic weapon can easily kill the other party without the best magic weapon.

But Su Nian and Nan Ming glanced at each other, and they both took out their magic weapons, and the eyes of the two of them showed a mocking color.

It's really hard to imagine why in this world, ordinary magic weapons can become the best magic weapons.

After the two of them entered the Dharma Fighting Platform, they glanced at the Yuan Infant Monk above the sky, and then began to walk separately, a few monks found such a strange situation, but when they saw that the other party actually had the best magic weapon in their hands, they all showed surprised faces.

"It's strange, when did you have such a young Jindan monk?"

In a few moments, all the monks flew into the woods.

A leaf fell, and a monk from the early stage of Jindan flew over Su Nian.

"Fuck, how can you fly here. Facing the intersecting woods of many branches, the monk complained in a low voice, descended from mid-air, and quietly lurked behind the back of a large tree not far from Su Nian, and also paid attention to the sneak attack.

Like this monk in the early stage of Jindan, Su Nian didn't bother to pay attention to it, calmed down, and sometimes used his divine sense to spy on the surrounding situation.

Just when Su Nianheng himself was a little impatient and was about to go out to hunt, a monk from the peak realm of Jindan came from the opposite side.

The young man's eyes were quite sharp, and he saw a large fallen leaf on the ground at a glance, and a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth, and he began to search in this direction of Su Nian.

The monk who was not far from Su Nian in the late stage of Qi refining couldn't help but get nervous in his heart.

"The one hiding behind the big tree, do you want to sneak up on Ben Gongzi?"

The young man immediately sacrificed a magic weapon, and his hand was dotted again and again, and the magic weapon slashed towards the big tree with a whistling sound.

However, at this moment, the young man heard a chuckle of "hehe" from behind him.

"Oops......" The young man suddenly felt bad, and someone unknowingly lurked behind him.

An invisible sword aura gently slapped on his back.

The next moment, he lost consciousness......

And Nan Ming is also like a ghost lurking in broad daylight, shuttling through the entire forest, and all the Jindan monks he encounters cannot escape the end of death.

In an hour or two, Nan Ming killed five Jindan peak monks in the woods, each time in one or two breaths.

After wandering in the woods for another hour, he never found a single monk from the Jindan Peak Realm.

"How many more?" Nan Ming sighed lightly, after experiencing the various challenges of the Chaotic Star Immortal Mansion, killing a few people he didn't know at this moment couldn't leave much of a ripple in his heart.

Unconsciously, the young man of Yuqingshan who was once a little cowardly and hesitant no longer exists. In his place is a ruthless and decisive killer.

It is also a manifestation of human adaptation to the environment. If you don't adapt to the environment, you will be eliminated by the environment.

"It seems that there are no monks in the woods above the late stage of Jindan. ”

Nan Ming decisively abandoned the woods, and the figure quickly moved out of the woods.

As soon as he came out of the woods, Nan Ming found that the camp outside had been divided into two sides, with a total of twenty or thirty people.

"Huh, why is there only one monk from the peak of Jindan?" Nan Ming felt very strange, and hurriedly used his divine sense to scan the range of hundreds of meters.

The only Jindan peak monk was in one of the camps, and Nan Ming didn't want to make such a hasty move, being beaten by dozens of Jindan stage monks, it was also a depressing thing, but he wanted to wait for Su Nian to do it with him.

While watching the two camps fight in a hot manner. While waiting for action in the surroundings.

"Why hasn't Su Nian come yet?" Nan Ming searched again and again. Su Nian was not found.

What went wrong?

In the sky, the infant monk watched the battle below, with a faint smile on his face all the time, and sometimes he would stroke his own mustache with his hand.

But. At a certain moment. He suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He rode the light and entered the fighting platform. The target quickly zeroed in on the grove.

After a few breaths, he reached the sky above the grove, and Bian Fei observed with his divine sense.

"It's weird! Why is there only one monk left at the peak of Jindan?" the middle-aged man suddenly flew into the sky again. Fall into a brief contemplation.

He quickly flew out of the Tianzi No. 1 Doufa Platform and said to several other Yuanying monks: "You guys go and inform the Great Elder that the situation on the No. 1 Doufa Platform is abnormal, and there is only one monk left at the peak of Jindan now, I suspect that there are masters who have mixed in and want to sabotage this competition......"

Nan Ming's gaze fell on the Jindan monks in the crowd again, and when he saw Su Nian standing in the distance, the two looked at each other, and those Jindan monks slowly approached.

In the middle of this, the two of them can dodge the splashed spells, and resist if they can't.

And at this moment, Su Nian suddenly felt a wave of divine consciousness in the vicinity.

"Be careful!" The eyes of the Yuan Infant Monk in the sky flashed with a blue light, and he also noticed the strangeness of Su Nian and Nan Ming.

"Huh!" he harnessed the light and shot towards Su Nian and Nan Ming.

Nan Ming and Su Nian nodded, and the two of them suddenly thought about the group of Jindan stage monks and rushed towards them, but those monks seemed to be alert, and they began to stop fighting with each other, but began to rush towards Su Nian and the two. Su Nian coldly glanced at the Yuan Infant Stage monks who were rushing over here, and thought to himself, it must be the other party's divine consciousness transmission that saved the lives of those Jindan Stage monks just now.

At this moment, three astonishing momentum came from a distance, and three rays of light were flying towards this side.

"It's not good, it's three monks in the infancy stage. The two of them glanced at each other hurriedly, and their respective magic weapons were all towards those Jindan stage crowds.

"Snort......" The Tianwen sword slashed through the air and flew out more than ten zhang away, and the sword qi came suddenly, but those Jindan monks were difficult to resist.

And Nan Ming's gaze suddenly locked on the middle-aged Yuan Infant who was flying here, and instead of retreating, he advanced, and shot towards this middle-aged Yuan Infant Stage.

This middle-aged Yuan Infant could feel the strong killing intent from Nan Ming's body, and originally saw that the other party was just a monk in the late stage of Jindan, and he didn't see the other party in his eyes.

But when they thought that these two people had unknowingly killed so many Jindan late-stage monks, they must have concealed their strength, and the other party's cultivation might still be above them.

The magic tricks in his hands were connected, and a layer of sky-blue protective circle like a water curtain suddenly formed on his body.

This is not over, he patted the ring with his hand again, and a defensive shield appeared in front of him, which turned out to be a low-grade defensive magic weapon.

"Hum. The shield suddenly became several times larger, and a huge shield phantom was formed around it, blocking all the way of the South Underworld.

At this moment, Nan Ming also flew over with great momentum.

Nan Ming looked at the magic weapon, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, his speed soared again, the golden light seal in his hand flashed with a blurred light, and the whole person slammed forward like a meteor.

The Yuan Infant Monk was also stunned, and it was impossible to dodge.

"Bang!" came out, and the big seal burned with a steaming cyan flame, hitting the huge shield phantom fiercely.

"Bang!" a deafening voice rippled throughout the audience.

A fist-shaped hole appeared on the shield phantom and the shield body at the same time, and the big seal also stoned the infant monk to death in an instant, and even this person's primordial infant did not escape. (To be continued......)