When Hu Xiaotian left, Ji Feihua did not say goodbye, but said calmly: "Be careful. If you meet that evil monk, tell him that if he dares to hurt you, you will never get the other parts of Infernal Affairs.@"
It is not that easy to leave from the well of life. When Hu Xiaotian came in, he was thrown down by the evil monk Buwu. Now he has to climb up on his own to leave. The well of life is wider at the bottom and narrower at the top. Compared with climbing straight up and down, it is much longer.
In terms of difficulty, Hu Xiaotian used his hands and feet to crawl up the well wall with the golden spider's eight steps. This set of footwork taught to him by Quan De'an was very useful and suitable for climbing over walls and households. If it were in modern society, Hu Xiaotian would definitely be considered top-notch.
Rock climbing expert.
Climbing to the edge of the wellhead in one breath, Hu Xiaotian first carefully lay down at the wellhead and looked outside. The rain was still falling and the surroundings were pitch black. It should still be midnight. Hu Xiaotian didn't know where he was? He was sure that he was around the death monument.
There was no one else, so Hu Xiaotian climbed up confidently and boldly. Although his eyesight was amazing, he couldn't see even a light around him. He should be in a valley now. I don't know if he has left the Rifting Cloud Valley.
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There were so many clouds in the sky that not even a single star could be found. It was impossible to tell the direction. There were weeds under his feet and there was no way to find it. Hu Xiaotian could only follow his intuition to find the higher place and walk. According to his idea, he would first go to the top of the mountain and then
You can see the surrounding scene clearly.
Because he was worried about encountering the evil monk again, Hu Xiaotian looked back from time to time. After walking for more than a mile, he finally reached the top of the mountain. Looking up, he vaguely saw Tianlong Temple in front of him to his left. Hu Xiaotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
How did he finally escape the disaster?
The rain was now much heavier than before. Hu Xiaotian quickened his pace. There was a stone pavilion in front of him. Hu Xiaotian wanted to go in to take shelter from the rain. However, he found a vague figure in the stone pavilion. His heart sank. If he encountered something unexpected,
Isn’t it troublesome? He didn’t dare to go any further. He bypassed the stone pavilion and entered the woods ahead. There were dense trees in the woods. Hu Xiaotian lost his way before he went far. When he was annoyed, he heard
A voice above the head said: "Aren't you a monk from Tianlong Temple?"
Hu Xiaotian was startled by the sudden sound. He looked up and saw an old monk with white eyebrows and drooping shoulders appearing above his head. It was Yuan Kong. He was standing on the top of a branch as thick as a finger.
But there was no bending due to the weight of his body. Because he had seen Yuan Kong's ability to float in the air before, he was not too surprised when he saw the scene in front of him. From the conversation between Yuan Kong and Bu Wu just now, Hu Xiao
God knows that this old monk must not have a bad heart. He hurriedly bowed respectfully and said: "Master, my disciple was kidnapped by the evil monk just now and came here. He finally escaped from his clutches, but unfortunately he lost his way again. I hope you can master."
Give me some guidance and give my disciples a way out."
Yuankong still said: "You are not a disciple of Tianlong Temple!"
Hu Xiaotian said: "No!"
Yuankong said: "No wonder you dare to come here. Don't you know that this back mountain is a forbidden area for outsiders?"
Hu Xiaotian said: "It's not that the disciples wanted to come, but that the evil monk caught him."
Yuankong said: "To be able to escape from Wu Wu's hands and climb out of the well of life, you should have some skills and some luck. Come with me!" After he said that, his body flew up from the branches and floated in the air.
Moving towards the outside of the forest.
Hu Xiaotian hurriedly followed, fearing that he would be thrown away and miss the opportunity to escape.
Walking out of the woods, there is a forest of steles outside. The sound of gurgling water can already be heard in my ears, and it seems that the river is not far away.
Yuankong pointed ahead and said: "Going down from here is the Split Cloud Valley. Once you get to the Split Cloud Valley, you can walk back along the road in the valley."
Hu Xiaotian was about to thank him when he heard a sinister voice saying: "Yuankong, you violated the temple rules and released people privately, are you worthy of all the gods and Buddhas?"
The evil monk appeared like a ghost about ten feet to their right.
Hu Xiaotian was startled. Just when he was about to escape, the evil monk suddenly appeared again.
Yuankong said: "He was just caught by you, it doesn't count as breaking into a forbidden area."
Bu Wu Dao said: "The temple rules are clearly written. If anyone breaks into the forbidden area without mercy, he will be killed without mercy!" After saying this, he made a virtual slash forward with his withered right palm. The sound was not that huge, but it was an overwhelming palm force.
It had swept towards Hu Xiaotian silently.
Yuan Kong's big sleeve flicked, and Hu Xiaotian suddenly lost his footing. He felt like he was being lifted up by a strong force, and his body flew outward.
Bu Wu gritted his teeth and said, "You protected him!" Without seeing how his body moved, he suddenly appeared in front of Yuan Kong and punched Yuan Kong in the chest.
Yuan Kong did not dodge or dodge, but after the punch hit him, his body floated away like a balloon, seemingly without any effort. He chased after Hu Xiaotian, grabbed Hu Xiaotian's arm, and kept floating in the air. When he landed,
We have arrived at the bottom of Lieyun Valley.
Unconsciously, they follow each other like shadows, and the two figures leave afterimages in the rain.
Yuankong threw Hu Xiaotian's body to the other side of the river: "Go!"
Hu Xiaotian flew out like a cloud and mist, but when his body crossed the river, Wu Wu punched the ground with a punch. The rushing river water suddenly rose up, forming a water wall with a height of three feet on the river. Hu Xiaotian hit the wall of water.
On board, the momentum of flight was suddenly interrupted.
Bu Wu roared, and the wall of water swept towards the shore. Yuan Kong saw Hu Xiaotian being hit by the wall of water again, and wanted to go to rescue him. But Bu Wu took advantage of this opportunity to attack again, and grabbed the empty space with the five fingers of his right hand.
A group of water was drawn by the suction from his palm, and condensed into a long chain in the void. The long transparent chain wound around the edge of the sky like a poisonous snake.
Yuankong declared the Buddha's name: "A...Mi...Tuo...Buddha!" His voice was like invisible bombs hitting the long chain. The long transparent chain turned into a cloud of rain and mist before wrapping around Yuankong's body.
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Bu Wusheng was attacking in the east, and now he was approaching Hu Xiaotian. He snorted coldly: "I'm going to kill him in front of you and make you feel guilty for the rest of your life!" He pinched Hu Xiaotian's neck. Hu Xiaotian had an idea.
Suddenly he remembered what Ji Feihua had told him when they broke up, and he used voice transmission to enter the secret and said to Fuwu: "If you kill me, you will never learn the whole "Infernal Art" in this life."
Bu Wu was startled when he heard this.
Although Yuankong's martial arts skills are not inferior to Wuwu's, but Wuwu's nature is vicious and unscrupulous in doing things, and he doesn't care about Hu Xiaotian's life or death, Yuankong is at a disadvantage.
Bu Wu smiled ferociously and said: "Yuankong, don't you always say that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and also say that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Well, you can let me spare this kid, and you can commit suicide in front of me.
, I spared his life."
Yuankong said: "You are sinister and have no integrity. Even if I commit suicide, you will not fulfill your promise."
Bu Wu laughed and said: "It sounds grand, but you don't care about your own life, Yuan Kong! You hypocritical bald donkey, why don't you tell me how you practiced Void Zen? How did you get the martial arts you have now?"
How many lives have you killed for that half of the void?"
Hu Xiaotian was shocked when he heard this. Could it be that what Yuankong had practiced was also Void**? Buwu said that he had only practiced half of it. I wonder what the difference was with what Li Yuncong taught him?
The expression on Yuankong's face became extremely embarrassing, and Buwu smiled and said: "In order to practice the Void Master, you did not hesitate to kill the previous abbot. Everyone in the world who knew your secret was killed by you, but I was the only one.
Exception, because you can't kill me! You keep calling yourself a disciple of Buddhism, have you ever thought about why you are trapped in this desolate and ruined back mountain, and you don't even dare to cross the small river in the Split Cloud Valley?"
Yuankong, the accomplished monk, lost his composure, his limbs trembled, and his eyes under his snow-white eyebrows suddenly turned blood red, full of murderous intent.
Although Bu Wu was blind, he had already noticed the changes in Yuan Kong. He smiled ferociously and said: "You are not a good person in the first place, why do you pretend to be a Bodhisattva? I swore a poisonous oath not to spread your story, but this young man
No, haha, don’t you want to save him? For the sake of you and I being neighbors for thirty years, I will help you, and I will leave him to you now, and you can decide for yourself whether to let him go or not.”
Bu Wu pushed Hu Xiaotian to Yuankong's side. His move was extremely vicious. Although he did not kill Hu Xiaotian with his own hands, he told the secret that Yuankong was most afraid of others knowing. If Yuankong allowed Hu Xiaotian to leave, what would happen if Yuankong let Hu Xiaotian go?
There is a possibility that the secret will be known to everyone in the world. If Yuan Kong is silenced, all his decades of hard work will be in vain.
Without realizing it, he just stood there motionless like a stone statue.
Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a little scared when he saw Yuan Kong's expression, and whispered: "Thank you, Master, for saving your life. I'm leaving!" Thirty-six Strategies were the best strategy, and he didn't know what might happen if he stayed a moment longer. Hu Xiaotian hurried towards the river.
Go, as long as you escape from the Cloud Split Valley, you will save a life.
Buwu Yinchacha reminded: "It seems that it won't be long before everyone in the world will know in whose hands the former abbot of Tianlong Temple died? In whose hands did the thirty-three mysteriously missing monks of Tianlong Temple die?"
Where did all the dead bones in the well come from?”
Yuan Kong's hands trembled violently, and suddenly he clenched his fists tightly, and his finger joints made a crisp sound like firecrackers.
Bu Wu Dao: "Your hands are full of blood. The sins you have committed are more serious than mine. Even if you practice three lives and three lives, you cannot offset the sins of the past."
Hu Xiaotian ran to the river bank without his life, and jumped into the air. A shadow flashed in front of his eyes. Hu Xiaotian couldn't avoid it, and he bumped into the person who suddenly appeared. His body was bounced back and fell on the river bank again. He looked intently, but it was
Yuankong blocked his way. Looking at Yuankong's blood-red eyes, Hu Xiaotian was horrified. He trembled: "Master, I didn't hear anything. I will not disclose anything that happens here."
Half a word..."
Bu Wu laughed wildly and said: "How many people have you betrayed in your life? Who can trust the promises made by the world? Who is willing to keep secrets for you? Only dead people! Only dead people!"
The monthly ticket is in a hurry. Seeing that the old octopus is about to lose his second child, I beg you to lend a helping hand and come to the rescue. The monthly ticket has been stuck at 89 for half a day. I hope any brother can vote more and cross the 90 mark! (Unfinished) To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
