Looking at this sword cultivator who had been killed from the sea of corpses and blood, Song Si said that there was no pressure, it would definitely be a lie.

Song Si has traveled so far, and for the first time he has seen a character who can kill a round of gloomy halo in the back of his head, he really can't imagine how this person did it.

In the current situation, it is definitely not possible to make the first move, the cultivation of killing the god in front of him is obviously a few points higher than Song Si, once he does, there is no room for turning around. The most important thing is that this killing god doesn't seem to be a special robbery, Song Si simply held the Zi Yao Flying Sword and stood high in the air, concentrating on vigilance, waiting for him to explain his intentions.

However, the first sentence of killing the god in front of him almost made Song Si's mind lose control, and he chose to flee as soon as possible.

"On the first floor, Kenshin follows the wind. Kenshin introduced himself coldly.

Song Si only felt that his scalp was numb at this time, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tighten once, and once again, he didn't escape, but fortunately, Jian Xin didn't do it directly with the wind.

"Song Si, the deputy landlord is invited!" Jian Xin continued unhurriedly with the wind.

Song Si really doubted that his ears had heard it wrong, but he was serial assassinated by the killers on the first floor in Crane Snow City, and he was in danger of saving a small life. Now the deputy owner of the first floor actually sent someone to invite him, and he didn't know what his idea was.

Definitely not, because the killers on the first floor never talk nonsense.

After settling down, Song Si asked, "What is your deputy landlord's name?"

"Blooming. ”

Suddenly, Song Si felt that Sword Heart was not so terrifying with the wind, but his vigilance against him had not weakened in the slightest. In order to solve the doubts in my heart. Song Si continued to ask: "Can you ask, the first floor is chasing me in Crane Snow City, and now inviting me again, I don't understand." ”

"The news on the first floor has a price, but you are a guest of the deputy owner, and I can sue you for these. It was the first floor of Frost City that accepted and killed you, and the execution was the first floor of Crane Snow City, and the grade was Qingyusui, because the information provided by the buyer did not match, so the first floor has revoked the assassination of you. ”

"I see. Now I need to go to the Holy Cicada Temple first, and I have important things to do. Can you wait a moment?"

Kenshin lowered his head in contemplation for a moment. Song Si felt more pressured, but fortunately, he finally spoke: "Okay, I'll go with you." To get to the first floor, you'll need someone to guide you. ”

Song Si breathed a sigh of relief.

"Still. The Buddha who killed the monk was recently killed. I wonder if it will affect your affairs?" said Kenshin Suifeng

"What?!" Song Si was stunned. Killing the monk and leaving the Buddha to be killed, so who is he going to exchange for the Holy Buddha Cicada? After calming down, Song Si asked, "Did you kill it?"

"It's not. I'm here to investigate this, and any information is valuable to the first floor. Kenshin explained that if this product is changed to other businesses, it will definitely be rich.

"Killing monks without leaving the Buddha is dead or alive, it has nothing to do with me, if what I want to do cannot be completed, then it will be troublesome. After that, Song Si didn't wait for the sword heart to follow the wind, so he rose up with the sword, turning into a faint purple rainbow and shooting towards the Holy Cicada Temple.

The mountain is not high, the water is not deep, and the ancient temple is deep.

In front of the brass-colored gate of the ancient temple, there are two little monks, one of them is looking at the sky with his cheeks and asking all kinds of strange questions;

At this time, a person and a sword fell, and the person who came was the white-haired Chunyang Song Si wearing a blue cloud-patterned robe.

The little monk who was in a daze and asked the sky saw such a fairy Taoist, and hurriedly jumped up to prepare to salute, but at this moment, a resentful and murderous sword heart fell almost silently behind Song Si with the wind, which shocked the little monk to think that the ghosts and gods were coming, and he trembled all over, leaving a piece of water stagnation under his feet.

At that time, his junior brother was very calm, only to see him stand up, muster up the courage to chant a Buddha horn, fold his hands, salute Song Si and Jian Xin in the wind, and then appease the senior brother who was still in fear, and let him go inside to change his pants first.

"Amitabha, the two donors, the little monk Dharma name Huiwu, may I ask what is the matter with coming to the Holy Cicada Temple?" asked the little monk Huiwu calmly. The person behind Song Si was wearing a blue, blue and purple jade spike around his waist, this was the status symbol of the top killer on the first floor, he wouldn't be here to kill, right?

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Poor Dao Song Si, looking for the host of your temple to have something. Song Si returned the salute.

After all, the little monk Huiwu was a little younger, and when he heard Song Si's reply, he felt a little relieved, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and saluted again: "Two donors, please wait a while, let the little monk go and report to the abbot." ”

"Yes. Song Si nodded, and the little monk rushed into the temple as if he had been amnestied.

"The little monk is not bad. Kenshin commented coldly in the wind.

However, in an instant, the bell rang three times in the temple, and the solemn voice of the Dharma name came out: "Amitabha! ”

At this moment, Song Siyan wondered if his ears had heard it wrong, it wasn't strange if he killed a monk and didn't leave a Buddha, but how could it be that Chengzhi, a fat monk who was chased by a group of thieves in the desert, was it?

"Two donors, please!" the little monk Huiwu ran back to the door and invited.

Follow the little monk Huiwu into the ancient temple, walk through the stone road, bypass the lotus pond, cross the square, enter the Daxiong Treasure Hall, turn left and right, and finally come to a Bodhi tree. Under the tree, Chengzhi sat cross-legged wearing a big red robe, and the treasure was solemn.

"Chengzhi has seen two donors, please take a seat. Chengzhi clasped his hands together, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, two chairs appeared on Song Si and Kenshin's side with the wind.

Song Si sat down with doubts, but since he is a Chengzhi monk, it will be easier to obtain the Holy Buddha Cicada, at present, the premise is that this Chengzhi monk must have the Holy Buddha Cicada in his hand. Jian Xin Suifeng is more special, he just accompanied Song Si and his party, and began to practice after sitting down, his sword intent was restrained, as if there was no zài.

"You're really Chengzhi?"

"It's like a fake. ”

"I want the Holy Buddha Cicada, do you have it?"

"Nope. ”

"What?!" Song Si's face changed, staring at the fat Chengzhi, seeing that he was about to explode out of control, but he heard Chengzhi say again: "But the poor monk has the Holy Buddha Cicada Molt, and the effect is a few points better than the Holy Buddha Cicada itself, I don't know if the donor needs it?"

Looking at Cheng Zhi's smiling face, Song Si was speechless for a while, he had just played a robbery Long Aotian, but he didn't expect that it didn't take long for Cheng Zhi to use the same trick, this bald donkey must have been peeking at that time.

Without waiting for Song Si to speak, he saw a beautiful woman dressed in pink brocade walking out of the wing room with a delicate jade box and throwing it at Chengzhi.

Cheng Zhi smiled and reached out to take it, nodded to the beautiful woman, and the woman left satisfied.

"This is the poor monk Neizi, Tangerine, don't be surprised by the two donors. ”

If there is tea in his hand, Song Si is sure that he will squirt out a place of tea, the master from Wutai Mountain, the current abbot of the Holy Cicada Temple, and even his wife, which is really admirable. Song Si couldn't help but wonder if the two little monks guarding the door would be Chengzhi's son.

Cheng Zhi was surprised by Song Si's astonishment, the jade box in his hand floated up, and floated over gently: "There are three holy Buddha cicadas in this jade box, it should be enough for the donor to save people." ”

"Thank you, Master. ”

"You're welcome. Monk Chengzhi smiled: "This is also a solution to the Buddha's fate of the benefactor who gave the little monk "No Word True Formula". ”

Song thought about it for a long time, and finally remembered that in the Longmen Inn, he threw the book with only four words on the cover into the corner like waste paper, which turned out to be taken by Cheng Zhi. However, it is also very good to get the Holy Buddha cicada because of this. Next, you can go to find the people of the Tianshan faction and save Mo Xue, and the future life is still extremely beautiful to think about.

Song Si suddenly thought of the Buddha bead, although he didn't know why Hongchen Yingyou said it so surely, but it must be related to the Holy Cicada Temple. Now that the Holy Buddha Cicada has shed in his hand, the Buddha beads are useless, and Song Si simply gave them to Chengzhi. Chengzhi took the Buddha beads, his eyes lit up, and then he silently accepted them without saying much.

Then!

"Chengzhi, your apprentice is peeing his pants again! Don't let the old lady clean up by herself!" The Hedong lion roared, shaking the entire Holy Cicada Temple, and even Jian Xin opened his eyes with the wind, revealing a trace of surprise. The solemnity of Monk Chengzhi's treasure dissipated in an instant, and he confessed to Song Si and Jian Xin in the wind, and then went to the inner courtyard.

After a while, the monk Chengzhi ran back with a fat body, sat back under the Bodhi tree, restored his solemn appearance, and swept away the demeanor of the wolf just now.

Seeing that Song Si's matter was over, Jian Xin was no longer settled with the wind, and asked bluntly: "Excuse me, how did you die by killing a monk without leaving a Buddha?"

Chengzhi's face was slightly solemn, and he looked at Jian Xin Suifeng and confirmed the identity of the other party, and then said, "Because of the ancient sword post." As for who the person is, the poor monk is not clear, and the battlefield of the two is thousands of miles north of the Holy Cicada Temple. ”

On that day, after the defeat of the decisive battle of killing the monk without leaving the Buddha sword, he returned to the temple and passed away after explaining his last words. He had said that he should not find out how he died, or there would be great calamity. If this master is going to track it down, maybe this sword can help you. But the sword duel place thousands of miles away in the north is not built to go to the donor. ”

As soon as the monk's robe was flicked, a sword box stood ten steps in front of Jian Xin Suifeng, and before the sword box was opened, it made people feel the endless killing intent and Buddha breath entangled, which was very strange.

Kenshin observed the sword box for a long time, and did not open it, but asked, "Can the first floor take this sword away?" In exchange, the Holy Cicada Temple can ask the first floor to do something within its ability in the future. ”

"Well, the poor monk hopes that this sword can be returned to the Holy Cicada Temple after the first floor is used up. ”

"Yes. The transaction is executed. ”

Kenshin put away the sword box with the wind, and surprisingly did not put it in the storage bag, but directly carried it on his body, killing intent and Buddha breath were mixed, which made the gloomy halo behind his head add a glimmer of gold for a while, which was very strange. For these, Song Si didn't just ask, there were priorities, and he didn't want to make extraneous branches.

When the matter was over, Song Si and Kenshin said goodbye to Chengzhi with the wind and set off for the headquarters of the mysterious killer organization, the first floor! (To be continued......