The tangled trees blocked the direct sunlight, and a shadow shone on Pan Dao's body. He fainted to the ground, the true qi in his body operated independently, constantly repairing his injured body, the innate power and the phaseless divine skill complemented each other, the blood condensed on the surface of the body was not flowing out, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

The wind blew his clothes, and no one noticed in this dense forest. A blood-red toad jumped over, its stomach sucked and bulged, making a "cooing" sound, and kept spitting out pale red smoke, its huge eyes staring at the fallen body, and its tongue stretched out and curled. Suddenly, it leaped out of its small form and rested on Pan Dao's head, curling up the blood on the ground.

The toad's blood-red skin suddenly glowed red, and the blood veins inside were clearly visible, as if it had begun to swallow the essence of heaven and earth, refining the amount of blood power, and its body became more and more transparent. The pale green smoke rose from his mouth, Pan Dao's face began to become a little gloomy, and the poison slowly invaded from his nose with his breath, the two internal forces were stimulated, and the speed was faster, and his body shook and fell into a deeper level of fainting.

Xuzhu came to Langhuan Blessed Land Cave, he carefully inspected the surroundings, and only after confirming that there was no doubt that he shouted, "Shaolin disciple Xuzhu, come to meet Uncle Taishi." ”

The Void Monk sat on the futon in front of the jade statue and recited the scriptures, "...... If it is like waiting for Yan Futi sentient beings, body, mouth, mind, karma, the result of bad habits, and a hundred thousand retributions, I will roughly say it today. If it is like waiting for Yan Futi sentient beings, the difference in karma, the bodhisattva of the earth, hundreds of thousands of conveniences, and edification. It is all sentient beings who first receive such retribution, and then fall into hell, and there is no time to go out. It is the old you and others, protecting people and protecting the country, and no order is the karma of all beings, confusing sentient beings. ......”

Xuzhu saw that no one answered him. I couldn't help shouting again, "Shaolin disciple Xuzhu." Meet Uncle Taishi. "The internal qi is like a rolling torrent pouring into the blessed land of Lang Huan.

Hearing this, he frowned, but still ignored him. In the mouth, the "Jizo Ben Sutra" continued to recite, "At that time, the Jizo Bodhisattva Mahasattva, kneeling and clasping his palms, the white Buddha said." World-honored. I hope that the world-honored one will not be worried. In the life to come, if there are good men and good women, in the Dharma, one thought is respectful. I am also a human being. In life and death. Quick relief. What's more, when you hear about all good deeds, you think about your practice. Nature is on the supreme path, never retreating. ”

Although the jade statue has not moved, there is an immeasurable momentum overflowing, and the empty god monk Buddhist scriptures are turned, and he wants to cross one person, but it is more difficult than climbing to the sky. Xuzhu didn't hear an echo for a long time, thinking that something was wrong, he shouted again. "Shaolin disciple Xuzhu, come to meet Uncle Taishi. ”

The Void Divine Monk suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the jade statue with a pale face, "Sin." Sin. But for the sake of my Great Song, I can't, even if I go to the eighteenth layer of hell. I have no regrets. If the donor has a heart, don't think about it. ”

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. The empty god monk shouted a Buddha name. He saw that the jade statue's momentum became extremely indifferent, and he knew that she had heard his words. The heart is also contradictory. Ignoring this, the Void Monk shouted, "Little monk, come in." ”

Xuzhu was hesitating to go in, one foot was raised and lowered, and at this time, he heard the old voice sound, and the idea must have stepped in. His steps were slow but powerful, his heart was firm, and his eyes were shining. The number of the underworld, the fate of heaven is unpredictable, and he feels that there is an invisible force that is constantly spreading.

"Disciple Xuzhu has seen Uncle Taishi. Xuzhu saw that the old monk was empty, he respectfully clasped his hands together and bowed slightly. The empty god monk sat on the futon and also gave salutes, "Your name is Xuzhu, how many generations of disciples are you?"

Xuzhu replied, "The little monk grew up in Shaolin since he was a child, so he is a disciple of four generations. The empty smile, he got up but was too seriously injured, his steps were a little staggering, Xuzhu hurriedly stepped forward to hold on, then he carefully got up, his spirit was not very good, a sword mark on his chest cut through the skin, and the blood flowed out too much and had stained the entire placket.

"Uncle Taishi, you have nothing to do. Xuzhu helped him sit down again, and when he saw a pool of blood on the ground beside him, he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, "This, what the hell is going on, why are you so seriously injured, Uncle Taishi?" Suddenly, he realized again, and suddenly felt ashamed, "Could it be that my shouting just now caused Uncle Taishi to heal your injuries, but it aggravated the injury?"

The empty god monk patted his bare head, "Little monk, why do you have so many associations." This matter has nothing to do with you, you can rest assured. He glanced at Xuzhu and said, "Xuzhu, I wonder what you came here to look for me?"

Xuzhu instantly remembered his purpose, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to the empty god monk, "Back to Uncle Taishi, it was Taishi Ancestor who ordered me to come and deliver a letter, so that you can go back to Shaolin quickly." ”

Empty nervously grabbed Xuzhu's hand, "Xuzhu, is something wrong with Shaolin?" Xuzhu shook his head and said, "Uncle Taishi, everything is fine in Shaolin, please rest assured." He took the envelope and saw that the letter was well kept, and the Shaolin unique fire wax seal did not seem to be fake, but there were only a few big characters when it was opened.

'Variables have appeared, return to Shaolin quickly. Li Kong looked at these eight big characters and was puzzled for a while, what did the senior brother in charge mean. He looked up and asked Xuzhu, "Did my senior brother say anything to you when you came?"

Xu Zhu thought carefully, "No, the Taishi Ancestor just said that you can understand it if you have seen this letter. "Xuzhu, you're thinking about it, but you haven't said anything." ”

Xuzhu frowned and thought about it, he looked at the empty and hesitated a little, I don't know if that word is important or not, and the empty air said bluntly, "Xuzhu, if you have something to say, just say it, I think my senior brother will not talk nonsense." ”

Xuzhu scratched his head, "Master Tai asked you to go back and guard the Scripture Pavilion and sweep the floor and meditate." He heard a big laugh, and then he laughed more and more sadly, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I still can't see through the world, and I still have a superb senior brother's realm." ”

"Uncle Taishi, you have nothing to do. Xuzhu asked with concern, the empty monk felt a little powerless, he picked up the letter and saw the eight big characters, "The variables have appeared, go back to Shaolin quickly." ”

"Variables, variables. Sora muttered to himself, and he asked, "Who is the variable?" Suddenly, he thought of the young man who had just come, could it be him. However, he shook his head again and denied it, the Loose Sect has long since declined, and there are constant internal strife, so it shouldn't be him.

The empty eyes were bright and said, "Xuzhu, who are the more famous martial arts figures in the rivers and lakes now?" Xuzhu said puzzledly, "It should be Bei Qiao Feng and Nan Murong, right? The two of them are now famous in the rivers and lakes, and the world knows them." ”

"How old are Qiao Feng and Murong Fu now?" said Kong's tone was a little eager, and he looked at Xuzhu expectantly. I only heard Xuzhu speak, "Qiao Feng is about thirty, and Murong Fu is also twenty-seven or eight." ”

Li Kong's brows tightened, and he sighed lightly, "The ages are a little old, and the variables shouldn't be them." Suddenly, he looked at Xuzhu again, "Xuzhu, how old are you?"

Xu Zhu was stunned for a moment, but still replied, "The little monk is twenty-two this year. ”

Startled, he raised his head and looked at it carefully, "It's a pity, it's a pity." He sighed twice, his fate still didn't have the essence of his senior brother, and it seemed that he had to go back to Shaolin to ask.

"Xuzhu, I already know about this matter, you go back to Shaolin first, I still have some things to do. After a while, I will go and meet my brother. With a wave of his hand, he looked at the jade statue and finally made up his mind.

Xu Zhu heard this, folded his hands and prepared to leave, he silently got up and turned back, suddenly, there was a burst of red in his eyes, and his internal qi suddenly exploded, and the Shaolin Arhat punch blasted towards the empty god monk. (To be continued......)

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