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Heavy snow is pervasive, and there is no moon in the cold weather.

But Wang Xuanshu and Diao Xiaosi both knew that the time had come.

Between Diao Xiaosi and Wang Xuanshu, nine knives are neatly inserted into a row, long or short, thick or thin, none of the knives are the same, and none of the knives are ordinary.

"If I guess correctly, nine times out of ten it will be the legendary 'King Wen Dade Knife'. ”

Wang Xuanshu looked at the bronze ancient knife that Diao Xiaosi showed out at the back of the most powerful and bladeless sword, and his voice was almost numb, and said: "This knife is not for hurting people, but only for saving the world, so the heavy knife is invincible." When the king of Zhou You, the dog Rong broke through the pickaxe capital and went away, and after several tosses and turns, he returned to the Qin family. ”

He felt that his mouth was about to run dry, and he looked at the dazzling array of nine ancient divine soldiers, sighed and said: "It seems that Diao Gongzi's trip to the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum has gained a lot, and it is really enviable." ”

"It's easy to say, I'm just a blind cat running into a dead mouse, and I just picked up something. Diao Xiaosi said modestly, but his eyebrows were flying and his face was full of energy, which made Wang Xuanshu want to smash the smiling face of the villain in front of him with one punch, and then hugged the nine knives into his arms.

But his expression was as calm as ever, and he stood with his hands in his hands and said: "It's a pity that Diao Gongzi only gave birth to two hands, and these nine knives can't do their best, so it's inevitable that they are a bit violent." ”

"How could it be? Lao Tzu can hold the knife in both hands and change it one by one, and he can take a round in three or five rounds. ”

Diao Xiaosi said confidently: "From now on, Lao Tzu's nickname will be 'Nine Knives'!"

Wang Xuanshu looked at the triumphant Diao Xiaosi speechless, and quietly raised his eyes to look at the alley behind him.

Diao Xiaosiqi said: "Virtuous nephew, what are you looking for?"

Wang Xuanshu said lightly: "It's nothing." "My heart was secretly sinking, I didn't know what happened to the Jinding Monk and the Yin World Master, and they both failed to make an appointment.

Diao Xiaosi smiled and asked, "It's really nothing?"

"Then what will happen in Diao Gongzi's opinion?" Wang Xuanshu asked Diao Xiaosi rhetorically, his eyes staring at his face.

Diao Xiaosi was unconscious, shook his head and said, "It seems that there is nothing but this salt-like snow." ”

Wang Xuanshu smiled and said, "Isn't there still you and me?"

Diao Xiaosi thought about it seriously and replied, "Actually, I really want to know Lu Dao, what kind of thing are you?"

Wang Xuanshu's face changed slightly, and he said in a calm tone: "Maybe I'm not anything." ”

Diao Xiaosi chuckled, "Doesn't that mean you're not a thing?"

Wang Xuanshu was still able to maintain an elegant smile and said, "I'm really not a thing. ”

Diao Xiaosi didn't expect this guy to be so enduring, compared to him, Wang Ren was like a straw bale.

He sighed and said, "Okay, how long are you going to stand in the snow with Lao Tzu?"

Wang Xuanshu stretched out his hand to gently catch a falling snowflake, and said thoughtfully: "Maybe it's time-"

- "Maybe it's time".

This sentence will be understood differently by different people, and even the same person will have diametrically opposite effects in different contexts.

For example, the Jinding Divine Monk, for him, this is a good time to break the formation and attack the fortune operator.

In the darkness of the night, layers of crimson blood poured down the streets like a waterfall and blessed the blackened houses.

In essence, his "Majestic Pure Land" is actually an array - with heaven as the law and nature as the array.

But who would have thought that Bu Operator would not hesitate to drain most of the essence and blood in his body, feed the array with blood, and take life as the law, thus temporarily making up for the disparity in the realm, so that the hastily arranged Doutian Array turned into a surplus and void, and suppressed the supreme Buddha power of the solemn Pure Land.

But in the eyes of the Jinding Monk, this is actually not a big deal, and it can only be regarded as a small trouble.

He is a monk, and he doesn't speak a word, so what he wants to do must be done.

His smooth feet stood silently in the sky for a long time, then he turned to a house, reached out and knocked on the door, and asked, "Do you dare to ask if anyone is home?"

The monk knocked on the door in the snow, but no one answered the door.

"Squeak-" The door of the house opened automatically, and there was an identical long street, and an identical old monk stood alone in front of the door with his bare feet holding a bowl and holding a staff.

The holy monk of Jinding looked at the old monk opposite and saluted with one hand: "Amitabha, good master." ”

The old monk on the opposite side also responded with the same action and the same rate: "Amitabha, good master." ”

It's as if this old monk is his mirror, or maybe he is the mirror of this old monk.

The Jinding monk looked at the old monk and recited in a deep voice: "The Buddha said that all the Dharma has no self, no one, no sentient beings, and no longevity. Subodhi, if the Bodhisattva is saying: I should be a solemn Buddha land, and I am a nameless Bodhisattva......"

As the words fell, the old monk on the opposite side suddenly disappeared into the void, and the long street and buildings behind him disappeared incredibly, leaving only an empty door.

The Jinding monk didn't enter the door, walked to the next room, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door: "Dare to ask if anyone is at home?"

At the door opened, an old monk with the same appearance as him stood in front, and the same long street behind him was silent.

In this way, he went door to door, knocked on eighty-one gates, crossed eighty-one calamities, broke through eighty-one vain hearts, and returned to the original place.

"Bang bang bang-" All the knocking doors closed suddenly, all the spilled blood waterfalls turned into faint red mist, all the virtual images shattered under his eyes, the street was still the same street, and the person was still the same person.

"An hour, I said. Outside the three zhangs, the divination operator still maintained his original posture, like a tough bitter bamboo facing the wind and snow.

The blood dripping from the black bamboo cane stuck in his lower abdomen froze on it, turning into red-black ink.

His face was pale, as if he would fall when the wind blew, and Mu Ran said, "If you want to kill me, come on!"

"Are you worth it?"

"If I say it's worth it, it's worth it!"

"Amitabha, good, good—" The precept wisdom staff of the Jinding Monk slowly raised and fell to the top of the fortune operator's head.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, not good, not good—" At the end of the long street, another person's voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as the staff of the Jinding Monk stared at it, he saw Ye Fashan, one of the five truths in the south of the end, smiling and dusting out of the wind and snow.

The Golden Tripod Divine Monk snorted, and the Ring Wisdom Staff began to fall slowly again.

"Master, please be merciful!" From behind him, Chizun Xia appeared, followed by the eldest grandson Wuji, who was wearing a hand-cranked folding fan and a light coat.

The essence in the eyes of the Golden Tripod Divine Monk flashed, and he said in a hoarse voice: "This mortal world is too dirty, and it needs a ruthless ice and snow to cleanse and clean." ”

"Don't be so serious, okay?" Ye Fashan walked closer with a smile, holding a roast chicken that had been oiled and gnawed most of the time in his hand, and it was still hot with white gas on it.

"It's so boring to fight and kill on such a cold day, why don't you ask you to drink...... Well, something to drink. ”

Jin Ding Divine Monk Mu said expressionlessly: "Night Snow kills people, only by getting rid of the evil can I return the peace of eternity!"

Ye Fashan said angrily: "Why don't you old monk give face? Anyway, you can't kill anyone tonight!"

The Jinding monk said: "It's not that the old man doesn't give you face, but that my heart and body have been dedicated to the Buddha, and everything is empty for me." I want to ask you, why do you want to protect this demon?"

Ye Fashan said honestly: "Of course, it's because there is money to be made in doing this work." The old monk told you the truth that the poor Dao was counting on him to exchange two Taoist temples with others. ”

Bu Operator said coldly: "Am I only worth two Taoist temples?"

Ye Fashan was overjoyed and said: "That's reasonable, I also think that no matter what your life is, it can be worth ten or eight Taoist temples." ”

The Jinding Divine Monk ignored Ye Fashan and asked Chizunxia and Eldest Sun Wuji, "Why are you two of you?"

Chizun Xia said: "He is my brother. ”

The eldest grandson Wuji said: "You say that he is a demon, he is a demon, who set the rules?"

The Jinding monk said: "I am the Buddha in the world. My rules are the will of the Buddha, and when I say he is a demon, he is!"

The eldest grandson Wuji said angrily: "Zi said that winter insects can't talk to Xia Cao!"

"An elder of the Zhongnan Sword Sect, a disciple of the head of the Kunlun Yaotai Palace, and a son of the head of the Qingcheng Sword Sect actually defended a heinous demon together. Even so, what is the old man's fear? If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? I only hope that if I am incarnated and hidden, hell will not be empty and I will not become a Buddha!"

As soon as the words fell, his staff leaned on his chest, stretched out his right hand to make a seal, and shouted in his mouth: "I see, people see, sentient beings see, and those who live live see - color, longevity, thinking, acting, and ...... time."

Every time he recites a mass, he makes a seal in his hand, and the five aggregates come out together, and the golden light blooms like a lotus flower and lingers around his fingertips, and the boundless Buddha's will fills the void and presses the spiritual platform of everyone.

As strong as Ye Fashan, he also felt that his Dao heart was shaken for a while, and hurriedly hugged Yuan Shouyi to run the Zhongnan Divine Skill, and hit the nine-character mantra with his left hand: "Lin, soldiers, fights, people, all, arrays, columns, in, front!"

Suddenly, the three clear righteousness rushed straight to Xiao Han, and the blue light was like a glow and was wide by the heavens and the earth, which could withstand the five aggregates of Buddha Gang that came to the face.

The Songzhao Immortal Sword of the Red Venerable Man soared across the sky, and the folding fan of the eldest grandson Wuji also "snapped" and unfolded, blocking the mighty golden light with the strength of the two of them.

For a while, the long street was as bright as day, and the four masters suddenly became a stalemate.

The Jinding Divine Monk said calmly: "There are still twelve entrances and eighteen realms of the old man's immortal law seal, so the four of you are afraid that you will not be able to stop me!"

Ye Fashan and the three of them couldn't help but look at each other in shock, knowing that what the Jinding monk said was true.

Among the three, Ye Fashan and Chizunxia's cultivation has reached the realm of forgetfulness, and although the cultivation of the eldest grandson Wuji is slightly weaker, the real combat power is not inferior to the top masters in the sitting light realm.

However, the Jinding Monk has one enemy and three enemies, and he actually has the upper hand with ease, and his cultivation has reached an unfathomable level!

At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded in the void and said slowly: "Amitayus Buddha, then add the poor path and fight with the master, I don't know what the victory or defeat is?"

The pupils of the Jinding Divine Monk slowly contracted, and he looked at the Xuanyi Taoist priest who was speaking in the air and said word by word: "Innocent real person!"