The ice clouds are exceptionally thick tonight. If you look up at the sky for a long time, you will have a false sense that this heavenly dome should be so dark.

Tonight's cold style is extraordinarily courteous. Although the city was in full swing, the last trace of moonlight was covered by ice clouds, and the unwarranted cold and uneasiness forced people to return to their homes, and the hustle and bustle faded.

However, it is said that far away from the central ancient tower in the city, near the gate of the north city, there is a small lake with more than two feet of frozen ice. The surrounding left is secluded and deserted, although there are long houses, but they are already dilapidated and ugly, and even beggars do not want to come here, so there is no human habitation.

Yuanxin led several disciples, carrying a few lamps, and searched this lake. The weather is getting colder and colder, and the cold wind is getting more and more urgent, and a disciple complains: "In the middle of the night, how can there be any man in black, the abbot's temper is really getting more and more weird, and I have had enough......"

"Hmph, if you're fed up, you can leave, a lot of people want to come in!" One of the disciples was even more resentful in his heart, but it was sent to his head.

"Senior brother, look at him...... I...... I'm just talking about ......."

Yuan Xin said coldly: "Shut up, what's the noise?"

"Senior brother, look, what ...... Isn't that the man in black?" the other disciple pointed to the lake with some fear.

Everyone looked at it, and sure enough, they saw a black shadow in the lake, and they didn't know how long it had been standing. The light is not shining, and the face cannot be seen clearly.

Yuan Xin looked at it for a while, his face froze, and he said, "Let's go, ......" turned around and was about to leave.

I didn't want the black shadow to speak, and said, "Yuanxin, why did you see the poor monk and want to leave." ”

The sound is as warm as the warm sun, which is in stark contrast to the cold wind.

Several disciples were anxious in their hearts, and when they heard this sound, they couldn't help but pull the center of the circle in surprise: "Senior brother, don't be afraid, it's Songtao Zen Master, it's Songtao Zen Master." ”

The black shadow slowly paced in front of everyone, and the lights shone on his face, and it was Songtao's person.

Yuanxin turned around and smiled at him reluctantly: "It was a Zen master, but it was a coincidence, this huge holy city, I met here." ”

There was something in his words, how could Songtao not hear it. He smiled slightly: "Unfortunately, the poor monk traveled all over the city, and he chose this place as your burial place, I don't know if you are satisfied?"

"The Zen master said very much, the villain ......"

Before the words were finished, he suddenly pushed the two disciples towards Songtao, pulled his legs and fled, how fast and how fast this action was, he had already stunned the disciples.

Songtao's sleeve robe swayed, and a wave of Buddha power struck out, and the several disciples who were pushed in and stayed in place did not hum, and immediately turned into fragments in the sky with lights.

The men in black wreaked havoc all over the city, killing people and killing people, and it was very cheap.

Song Tao smiled faintly, his figure flashed, and he chased towards the center of the circle.

It is a row of dilapidated houses of varying heights, long uninhabited. Yuanxin ran away in a panic, fled for more than ten miles, had long been far away from the ice lake, panting, looking back from time to time, not chasing, seemed to be relieved.

Leng Buding looked back and bumped into a person with a "bang".

hit the center of the circle dizzy, sat on the ground, barely fixed his eyes to look, couldn't help but scatter, his hands and feet retreated back together, his teeth "smacked" and fought, and he said in a trembling voice: "Zen master, you spare me, villain...... The villain doesn't dare anymore......"

......

The words were divided into two ends, and at the same time, another person came to the ice lake, a kind old monk. He looked at the fragments all over the ground, and the remnants of the Buddha's breath that had not yet disappeared, and smiled slightly.

After a moment's pause, he walked towards the dilapidated houses.

......

Song Tao said with a smile: "Even the poor monk dares to threaten, why don't you dare? That long eyebrow is a powerful figure in the Fatai Sect, if he accepts you as an apprentice, the poor monk really can't embarrass you." However, if you die at the hands of the 'man in black', it is also your fate, do you say?"

Step by step, he walked towards the center of the circle, but he did not know that he was walking towards death step by step. No, maybe a deeper nightmare, and will live forever and forever, unable to wake up.

......

The old monk who was more than ten miles away, with every step, was dozens of zhang away, coming here at a very fast speed.

......

"Zen Master...... That's right...... Wine utensils, the Zen master doesn't even want the wine utensils, the villain hides it in a secret place, without the villain's guidance, the Zen master is difficult to find......"

The center of the circle seemed to be grasping the last straw, and in Songtao's eyes, he wanted to struggle in vain.

"That's it, you like 'drunk under the moon' so much, so I sent you ......"

Songtao burst out with a murderous machine, and when he went out, he was about to end Yuanxin's life. Unexpectedly, at the moment when the Buddha's power enveloped Yuanxin, he saw Yuanxin's panicked face suddenly calm, and a trace of an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His Buddha nature is round, between the lightning and flint, the Buddha's heart covers the killing heart, and finally captures a trace of extremely strong omen, at this moment, time seems to stand still, his thoughts echo, since the day to this time, one by one, a pile of various scenes in the mind through again, that trace of doubts that have always lingered in the heart, finally answered.

Why didn't Fa Hui even ask about the nightmare disciple's situation, wasn't he anxious and even went out to look for him?

When the sword qi came to his face, and when the water came out, it was already too late to regret it! He only felt a sharp pain in his body, and as soon as his eyes went dark, he fell into endless darkness.

At such a close distance, coupled with the murderous intent to blind the spiritual platform, even if the Bodhisattva cultivates, he will not be able to escape death.

Before falling into darkness, he saw a smile that seemed to remember something.

Su Fu came out of the shadows, killed Yuanxin without hesitation, and then cast a spell to extract Songtao's soul, leaving a little of his true spirit immortal, and sending it into the void in his heart, the space of the soul flag.

His heart was agitated, and the anger that had been accumulated for decades was swept away, making him want to howl for a long time.

......

The old monk was obviously thin and would fall down in a gust of wind, but he didn't fall, and with every step, his figure flashed and appeared, and flashed and reappeared.

His feet are fast, his divine sense is faster, and when Su Fu's mind is stirring, he is about to probe in the ground.

At the same time, a person suddenly appeared in the darkness, booed at Su Fu, and then regardless of his murderous intentions, he took out a paintbrush with the thickness of a child's arm, and with a few strokes, the extremely complex mysterious patterns were completed in one go, blending into the void, and the corpses of him, Su Fu, Yuanxin and Songtao, along with the blood stains on the ground, disappeared together, as if they had never existed.

The incomparably vast divine consciousness swept through the room, not perceiving the abnormality, but still extending forward. Within a radius of dozens of miles, it has been repeatedly probed almost over and over again, without missing a single corner, and even hundreds of zhang deep into the ground, which is extremely terrifying.

After repeating this dozens of times, he did not notice anything abnormal, and gradually left this wasteland.

"Whew-"

The person who came let out a long breath and patted his chest: "Scared to death, do you know who he is, dare to kill someone under his nose!"