Ning Zhenzhen has a clear mind and keen observation.
Suddenly I discovered the difference between Lin Feiyang and Faning.
It was seen that not only did the two of them have no doubts, but they were extremely certain that he would definitely find him.
Where do they get their confidence?
Lian Xue smiled and said: "Fakong, are you also proficient in tracking techniques?"
"Know a thing or two."
Ning Zhenzhen said: "Fawu said that you gave the secret tracking method to the Vajra Temple. It seems that you are also familiar with it. It's only been a few days since we last met. It's different. Tell me, where did you get it?"
"That night, several masters broke into the Medicine Valley to rob and kill people. One of the masters from the Iron Sword Sect got a secret book by chance and took it with him. As a result, he gave us an advantage." Fakong shook his head with a smile.
He stretched out his hand: "Let me see where they are."
"What luck!" Ning Zhenzhen clicked her tongue and handed him half of the golden hairpin.
A little glistening light flew out of the ice wheel in the void of my mind, and fell into the eyes of the Medicine Buddha statue.
He closed his eyes.
The pupils of the eyes change rapidly.
It was as if dozens of pupils were stacked from large to small to form a cone, with the vertebrae reaching so deep that it almost passed through the back of the head.
When he opened his eyes, they were already deep and bright.
The half of the golden hairpin he saw became illusory, and a beautiful face vaguely emerged.
A petite face with a smile as bright as a flower.
Then her body is revealed.
She was wielding a scimitar, and the light of the sword was like a ball of water covering a middle-aged man.
Then a series of gashes appeared on the middle-aged man's body, which looked like fish scales.
Blood gushed out from the knife edge.
In an instant he became a celebrity.
He lowered his head and screamed.
Fakong could only see his mouth wide open, with fear and despair on his face, but could not hear his screams.
The beautiful woman swung the scimitar again, and in the clear water-like light of the sword, there was another fish-scale-like cut on his body, and blood gushed from the cut, turning the middle-aged man even redder.
He staggered and tried to escape, but was once again shrouded in sword light, followed by more wounds and more blood.
Fakong's eyes became deeper, and the woman and the middle-aged man narrowed their eyes to see their surroundings.
This is next to a forest and on a mountain peak.
There was another woman next to her, smiling broadly as she looked at the middle-aged man who was screaming and begging.
The two women looked so much alike, as if they were carved from the same mold.
Fa Kong closed his eyes.
When he opened it again, his eyes returned to normal and he said calmly: "Let's heal while chasing."
"Really found it?" Ning Zhenzhen stood up.
Fakong turned to look at Faning: "Junior brother, I'll leave Yaogu to you. Brother Lin, you can also stay."
"I'll go too!" Lin Feiyang was curious.
"Leave someone to look after you to prevent anyone from breaking in again."
"……All right."
Lin Feiyang was reluctant, and Fang Kong looked firm, so he had no choice but to agree.
Cursing endlessly.
He must have thought that he was an eyesore and delayed his embrace.
The blessings are boundless, and you are still a monk!
Ning Zhenzhen burst into laughter.
He chuckled at Fakong and said, "Senior brother, this friend of yours is very interesting. I think you are extremely lucky."
Fakong didn't seem to hear the joke: "Let's go."
Lin Feiyang stared at Ning Zhenzhen, feeling that this woman was really bad.
Ning Zhenzhen looked at him sideways and said lightly: "Am I really bad enough?"
She was free to laugh and curse at Fa Kong, but she was as expressionless as wearing a mask towards others, rejecting them thousands of miles away.
Lin Feiyang was startled.
How do you know what you think?
It's so accurate to tell the truth at once. Is it possible that you can see through what you think?
That would be terrible!
Fakong had already jumped out of the pavilion, tapped his toes twice on the lake, and headed out of the valley.
Ning Zhenzhen stopped paying attention to Lin Feiyang and followed him away.
Watching the three of them disappear at the entrance of the valley, Lin Feiyang murmured: "This woman is so powerful!"
"Brother Lin, Senior Sister Ning's wisdom and transparency have been perfected, and she can see through what others think."
Lin Feiyang suddenly realized: "Can such a wise and clear mind really see through other people's thoughts?"
"yes."
"This is too evil."
"The clear mind of wisdom is indeed mysterious and unpredictable."
"Then who dares to get close to her? It's like she's naked in front of her. She feels awkward and uncomfortable...the monk is really powerful."
If it were him, he wouldn't dare to approach her, he would have to stay far away, no matter how beautiful she is, it would be useless.
Monk Fakong didn't care. Could it be that his heart was really pure and flawless?
Absolutely impossible.
"Senior brother is really amazing." Faning looked towards the entrance of the valley, his eyes gradually lost focus, and his eyes saw the distant place.
——
Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue put their jade palms on his shoulders respectively, one on each side, and their speed gradually increased to one hundred thirty or forty miles.
After running for more than twenty miles, Fakong felt that his speed was slowing down. By the time he got over, the middle-aged man might have died.
Although I don't know whether this middle-aged man was good or bad, but if he was a good person, it would be a bit unfair to die like this.
Then the Thunder God Sword appeared in his hand.
"Hey, the Thunder God Sword?" Ning Zhenzhen recognized the sword and said with a smile, "Have you practiced the Thunder God Sword?"
"Try to practice."
Ning Zhenzhen pursed her lips and smiled and said: "According to your habit, if you said you tried to practice, then it must be that the fire is not shallow and you have mastered the sword technique of Ben Lei Shenjian?"
The sword master of Ben Lei Shen Sword is dead, where can the sword skills of Ben Lei Shen Sword be passed down?
Without swordsmanship, how can you be practicing Ben Lei Shen Sword?
Fakong flicked his wrist lightly.
"Buzz..." The long sword produced more than a dozen shadows, and the sword became as blue as the color of the sky.
"It's a bit of a secret." Ning Zhenzhen stared at Ben Lei Divine Sword curiously.
The blue gradually deepened, and there was a faint flash of bright light, as if lightning was slowly forming.
"Hold on tight!"
Fakong let out a low cry and grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands. A violent force came from the sword and violently pulled him forward.
Speed increased by twice.
The jade palms of Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue firmly grasped his shoulders, and they led him forward, making the monk's robes rustle.
The surrounding scenery recedes rapidly.
The Thunder God Sword provides a steady stream of power, continuing to accelerate faster and faster, and later even reached the speed of a high-speed train in the previous life.
"Ah——!" Ning Zhenzhen couldn't help but roar.
Lian Xue also had bright eyes.
This speed is so stimulating, blood flow accelerates, adrenaline is secreted, and emotions are intense.
——
The three of them stopped outside a forest. Fa Kong pointed to the woods gently, and his voice reached the ears of the two women: "I'll go over and take a look, wait a moment."
Ning Zhenzhen looked him up and down with a suspicious expression.
Dharma Kong slid silently into the woods, like a crocodile sliding into the water.
Ning Zhenzhen actually lost her senses and couldn't find him.
She looked at Lian Xue in surprise.
Lian Xue was also surprised.
It is true that Fa Kong cannot be sensed. He is integrated with the woods and is difficult to distinguish.
Fa Kong used the wood escape technique and flew through the woods, from one tree to another, his breath blending with the trees.
The ground is overgrown with weeds and the branches and vines are slanting.
This is no longer within the scope of the Snowy Mountains.
At the end of August, the end of summer is not yet the beginning of autumn, the chill of autumn has not yet arrived, and the trees are in their prime.
He walked through the woods a hundred meters away, and his eyes suddenly opened up.
But we have already reached the top of the mountain.
Opposite is another mountain peak, which is shorter than this one.
Lying in the open space at the top was a middle-aged man, a gourd of blood, with no part of his body that was not red.
However, he was still panting heavily in shock, but his life was not in danger for the time being.
Two women in red are attacking a young man in black.
The women in red clothes have exactly the same appearance. They are all as beautiful as flowers, with almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks. Their bright eyes have the power to enchant the soul as they move.
The young man in black is ugly, with a flat nose, a flat mouth and triangular eyes.
The two women waved round knives, gracefully and gracefully like dancing, smiling like flowers, and playing with ease like a cat playing with a mouse.
The young men in black were slow and clumsy, with a look of great sorrow on their faces. Even though they were powerful enemies, they could not hit them. They had already received more than a dozen cuts on their bodies.
Because he was wearing black clothes, the blood stained clothes could not be seen.
"You meddling guy, kneel down and beg for mercy now, I can spare your life!" A woman in red hummed softly.
Another woman in red curled her lips: "You don't even care how much you weigh. You dare to meddle in other people's business if you don't have the ability. You are lucky if you can survive till now."
"I'll kill you today!"
"While we are showing mercy, hurry up. If you delay any longer, you will lose your life by begging for mercy!"
The young man in black said solemnly: "If you kill someone, you will kill someone. Why do you torture people like this? It's unreasonable. Of course I can't ignore it if I encounter it!"
"How can you manage things if you're not good enough?"
"We just want to torture him and then kill him!"
"What can you do to us?"
"You are so violent and will perish!"
"Cackle, cluck..."
"What an idiot, sister. What nonsense do you talk to such an idiot? Just kill him!"
"Well, let's kill him. It's really boring."
"That's right, I thought I could have some fun, but I didn't realize that I'm just a blockhead, stupid and clumsy!"
The light of their swords suddenly became brighter.
Several more knife wounds appeared on the man in black.
When he punched, his fist glowed with white light.
When the sword touched his body, white light shone through his black clothes.
Four words suddenly flashed in Fakong's mind: Holy Light.
Through Hui Wen's memory, he immediately recognized that he was a disciple of the Guangming Holy Sect.
The three major sects of Daqian Wulin are Daxueshan Sect, Guangming Holy Sect, and Tianhai Sword Sect.
No wonder he could persist under Tang Li and Tang Shu's knife for so long.
Although he had new injuries, his physical skills were not as good as those of the two women, and he was clumsy and hesitant. The ugly young man in black still punched hard and powerfully, while saying: "Who are you, and why did you kill that brother like this?"
"Humph, I won't tell you."
"Let's kill him." Another woman in red chuckled: "Because he looked at us one more time."
"You want to kill him just because you took one more look?"
"That's all for taking one look. If you take one more look, it means you have lustful thoughts. Of course you deserve to die."
"It doesn't matter if you take another look, if you misunderstand."
"If you misunderstand, just misunderstand. It's bad luck for him!"
"You are so vicious!" The ugly young man in black said solemnly: "The law of heaven is clear, and today I, the Holy Sect of Light, Xu Zhijian, will execute me on behalf of heaven!"
"Giggle, giggle..." The two women laughed coquettishly at the same time, their voices as clear and crisp as silver bells swinging in the air.
"Xu Zhijian of the Guangming Holy Cult, since you have seen injustice on the road, then die with him. It would be good to be a companion on the road to hell, cluck, cluck..."
The movements of the two women suddenly turned into shadows, and the sword light disappeared.
The young man in black, Xu Zhijian, staggered, blood spurting from more than a dozen places on his body.
This is a blood vessel cut.
"You..." Xu Zhijian gritted his teeth and glared, and a circle of white light suddenly burst out from his body, like a moon.
The white light quickly retracted from the body.
But the blood stopped spraying.
Fa Kong admired secretly.
It is indeed a great luminous body, a miraculous skill that is as famous as the indestructible magic skill of Vajra, and the threshold for practice is lower, and all disciples of the Holy Sect of Light can practice it.