The night is approaching and the cold wind is rising.

The copper bell sways in the cold wind, and the pleasant sound passes through the quiet night sky, far and deep.

On the night with the moon and stars, the nine-story tower is mysterious and solemn.

In the dense forest in the distance, a shocking war has lasted for a long time.

One is to release the energy that has been suppressed for twenty years, excited and manic.

One is to give up the repair of the broken house, give up the broken can, and be determined and bold.

Both sides no longer have any reservations, and they pour out all their energy.

Running and palming out all aims to hit all the energy on the opponent, not avoiding or blocking, completely ignoring one's own defense.

The battle between the internal family brought out the blood and toughness of the external family, and was completely inferior to the internal family's immortal style and elegant posture.

The two of them launched a charge again, and it was unknown how many times it was.

The old monk pressed his palm on Nalan Zijian's forehead, and Nalan Zijian hit the old monk's chest with his palm.

Two violent auras converge, making a thunderous sound, which is like a heavy drum in the bronze ringtone that is far away.

The strong wind caused by the explosion of the qi machine intertwined into a tornado rising from the ground, rolling up the remaining snow and holding the sky, heading straight for the full moon in the sky.

The two of them were about to part with each other and retreated several feet at the same time.

Although the old monk was a broken house with air leakage everywhere, the energy inside the broken house seemed to be endless and could never be consumed.

The aura released by Nalan Zijian is still climbing, and it seems to be endless.

After they separated, the two walked on the wind at the same time.

Under the moonlight, the old monk looked calm. Since he was ready to die, everything had become empty in his eyes.

Nalan Zijian's face was particularly pale, with a wild smile on his pale face. In this battle, he wanted to live in death, on the edge of life and death, those tricks in deductions, and the guessed martial arts.

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effect.

This effect made his self-confidence expand infinitely, making him immersed in joy and unable to extricate himself.

Walking on the wind, free and easy, and the elegant laughter sounded between the heaven and earth.

"The sky is great and the earth is great and I am the biggest"!

"My Buddha is merciful." The old monk was neither sad nor happy, neither anxious nor impatient, his crimson robe sounded, and the last Buddhist bead in his hand flew out.

This Buddhist bead flies very slowly, so slowly that its trajectory can be clearly seen with the naked eye. It also looks very light, like a feather moving forward in the wind, falling, as if it is possible to land at any time.

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Nalan Zijian was so proud that he strides forward, without avoiding it, but instead took the initiative to meet the Buddhist bead.

"You are old, your era has passed, and my era has just begun."

As the Buddhist beads approached, Nalan Zijian stretched out his slender five fingers to grab the Buddhist beads, shouted lightly, "Come here."

The moment Nalan Zijian was about to hold the Buddhist beads, the Buddhist beads suddenly changed direction and rushed into the sky as if they had disappeared out of thin air.

The old monk stood in one step, put his hands together, and his treasure was solemn. "Heaven and earth are like me, and I am the heaven and earth. The vast aura is used by me. The energy of heaven and earth enters my Buddha body, cleanses the world, and kills demons."

As the old monk finished speaking, the world was in a strange color, and the wind and clouds surging in the sky, blocking the bright moonlight and blocking the brilliant stars.

The disappeared Buddhist bead fell from the sky with rolling clouds. It was not a Buddhist bead, but a mountain, a mountain falling from the sky.

Nalan Zijian stopped walking, looked up, his expression remained unchanged, and stood proudly.

"I am so arrogant that I dare to use the name of heaven and earth as a stolen act."

"Come here"! Nalan Zijian shouted loudly, jumped up, flipped his palm, and looked towards the mountains falling from the sky.

The old monk waved his hand and his crimson robe flew into the air, "There are ants under the heaven and earth, and the wings are shaking trees, only death."

Nalan Zijian rushed upwards quickly, and the energy in his body burst out, facing the vast energy of heaven and earth from afar.

"The energy of heaven and earth is in a blind date with me, like my brothers and feet, like my head, like my spirit, like my soul, destroy me, destroy heaven, destroy me, destroy me, destroy me, destroy the earth. Get out of here!"

The sound of wind in the air was loud, and the strong cloud-like air of heaven and earth seemed to understand Nalan Zijian's words. As Nalan Zijian approached, he retreated one after another. The huge mountain-like air of heaven and earth became smaller and smaller, and more and more

Younger, until the end of the room-sized air of heaven and earth was only smashed down with Buddhist beads.

With a loud "boom", Nalan Zijian fell like lightning and smashed into the snow. The earthquake shook for a long time.

As the tremor of the earth gradually stopped, the world became quiet. Only the distant copper ringtones and the whistling cold wind.

The old monk stood with his hands folded, his eyes closed, and his two long white eyebrows hung on his cheeks without moving.

The dark clouds dissipate and the moonlight reappears.

The bright moonlight shines on the earth, and a huge deep pit also confirms that a great war has just happened here.

I don't know how long it took, a white palm came out of the deep pit and slapped at the edge of the pit. After a while, another bloody palm also stretched out from the pit, and the palm was placed.

Open, and in the palm is a Buddhist bead with blood, glowing red under the moonlight.

Nalan Zijian climbed out of the deep pit with difficulty and lay on the ground for a long time before he stood up staggeringly.

"Hahahahahahahahaha,,,."

“Hahahahahahahahahaha,,,,,”

Nalan Zijian laughed to the sky, his laughter was rampant and unrestrained.

Nalan Zijian stumbled towards the old monk, "I'm immortal, let me see if you're crazy."

The old monk's eyelids twitched a little, and two eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and it was difficult to open them.

When I opened it again, my eyes were dim and light, without a trace of Buddha's light.

"The biggest enemy of the Tian family is not the Lu family, nor the shadow, but you." The old monk's voice was old and weak.

"So what if it's me?"

"Who can imagine that the one who fights the aristocratic family is the children of the aristocratic family. It is difficult to defend against the thieves."

"Who said I am against the aristocratic family? I just can't stand the current aristocratic family. What I want to build is another brilliant aristocratic family system."

The old monk shook his head slightly, "Where can you destroy your foundation? How can you be glorious? Time and life."

"I have a question when a person is about to die, I don't know if I can answer it for me."

Nalan Zijian stopped and smiled and said, "You said, it's not that short of this time."

"If one day you become the final winner of this game, how will you treat Lu Shanmin?"

"Haha, I thought you would ask me how I treated the Tian family, but I didn't expect you to care about my cousin's husband."

"I'm just curious."

"Want to hear the truth"?

"There are only you and me here. What's the point of cheating a dead person?"

Nalan Zijian took another step towards the old man, "Since you want to know, I will tell you."

"Look at the ears."

"Those who follow me will prosper; those who go against me will perish; those who go against me will perish;

”!

The old monk said, "Then what is the difference between you and me?"

"What's the difference? Of course, there is, the aristocratic family in your eyes is only staring at their own acre of three parts, while I have a much bigger structure than you."

The old monk smiled slightly, and there was a hint of joy in his smile.

"You think this is funny"?

"I'm just feeling relieved."

"Oh"? "Where is the relief?"

"What I am pleased is that Lu Shanmin will never stand on your side. I am very pleased that he will deal with you. Nalan Zijian, remember what I said today, don't be too happy too early."

"Hahahahaha..." Nalan Zijian laughed, "Although I don't deny that my cousin is very unusual, I still think this joke is funny."

The old monk looked calm, "It's not ridiculous for those who laugh at others. When you first came, I thought you were ridiculous."

Nalan Zijian smiled and said, "Very good, then I will remember your advice." "What are the last words?"

The old monk looked at Nalan Zijian who was approaching his body, "What is the function of the qi you infiltrated into my body, besides accelerating the passage of my qi?"

"You are going to die, why are you still interested in this?"

"I have been practicing martial arts for hundreds of years and studying martial arts for hundreds of years. Although I am about to die, I will naturally be interested in you when I encounter the only exception. As for life and death, I have seen it lightly many years ago."

"Okay, then I'll be satisfied with curiosity."

Nalan Zijian took a step forward and was about to speak when the old monk's dim eyes suddenly burst out with brilliance. The already withered old tree seemed to be in the New Year again, and its aura reached its peak in an instant, even higher than before.

The old monk's face was shining brightly, and his face was filled with joy of relief. Standing opposite, one arm away, his dry big hand hit Nalan Zijian's chest.
To be continued...