Although Chen Xuanyi was a little out of breath, his eyes were firm and his fingers still strong on the hilt of the Seven-Star Sword. Although I was exhausted and my calves were a little weak, my health was not serious.
Looking at the direct speaker again, this old boy has been beaten by me to the point where he begins to doubt his life. He is bleeding profusely from the corner of his mouth. His face is miserable and a little too miserable to look at. While vomiting blood, he screams, "This is impossible...impossible, why can you defeat me?"
,Why?"
Just after three palm strikes, I forcibly broke his secret spell. Not only did the magnificent Buddha power no longer exist, but I also suffered the backlash of the secret technique. My face became thin, like a withered ghost, and my two eye sockets were sunken deeply.
, became extremely ferocious and weird.
I sneered and said, "A person like you is qualified to use Buddhist mantras to attract the power of the Buddha? This is the Lord Buddha's punishment for you, so take it upon yourself!"
Looking at Qingfeng on the other side, this traitor from Maoshan also looked gray and defeated. Blood surged from his thighs, staining a lot of the ice wall red.
His ability to control ghosts has been forcibly broken by Chen Xuanyi, and even the infinite ghost power surrounding his body has been hit hard. At this time, he is only standing on one leg, like a turkey with its leg cut off, and his face is extremely cold.
.
At this time, the victory was decided, and the little Taoist nun Ding Min came over, clutching her injured chest, stood beside me and Chen Xuanyi, and said proudly to Qingfeng, "What, I said, you will never escape from Maoshan."
Sanctions.”
She was so proud, as if she had defeated her opponent, and her arrogant attitude made Chen Xuanyi and I quite dissatisfied. However, we didn't have time to stop her at this time, so we quickly took the time to quickly recover the energy we had consumed.
In the battle just now, Chen Xuanyi and I did not win easily, and the situation was still very unfriendly to us.
Both Lama Zhitong and Qingfeng have been defeated miserably, but these two monks in black are not the only ones surrounding us. Secondly, there is an old lama in the cave who has reached the realm of enlightenment and is as strong as a tiger. That is what really makes the difference.
Chen Xuanyi and I feel desperate.
Sure enough, the little Taoist nun was still pointing out the mountains and rivers triumphantly, but from the depths of the ice cave, a low cough came faintly. Chen Xuan and I turned our heads to look, and saw a man with a yellow and skinny face.
, a ghost-like old monk in black clothes, holding a golden bowl in his hand, standing there expressionlessly.
"Coming!"
As soon as this old lama monk in black appeared, he immediately put countless pressure on Chen Xuanyi and me.
Under this thin figure, there is a cold aura like a tiger hidden.
The old lama's face was calm. He first glanced at me and Chen Xuanyi with his eyes, then lightly shifted his gaze, and then fixed it on Lama Zhitong and Qingfeng. He shook his head, with a look of disappointment on his face, "The old monk spent dozens of
Over the years, I have trained several disciples. I thought that you would fight for the Black Sect and prevent outsiders from looking down upon us. Who knew that today we would be defeated miserably at the hands of two young men from the world of martial arts? As a master, how can I feel so embarrassed?
Woolen cloth?"
After hearing this, Lama Zhitong and Qingfeng both trembled and hurriedly lowered their heads, showing extremely frightened expressions.
The old monk in black did not continue to scold them, but calmly shifted his gaze, looked at me and Chen Xuanyi again, nodded and smiled, and said, "Old Monk Hongyue, I am lucky enough to see the two young heroes today, what a threesome."
Lucky to be alive.
I smiled, suppressing the real feeling of emptiness coming from my pubic area, and said that the Zen master was being polite. It’s easy to say that we two brothers are not heroes in the Central Plains. We are just third-rate people wandering around in the world. We are not worthy of you.
of praise.
In fact, what I say is not to belittle myself. There are so many practitioners in the Central Plains, there are many sects, and various sects are springing up like mushrooms after a spring rain. Setting aside the background and plug-ins, my true level is still far away from the second-tier masters.
Zen Master Hongyue continued to smile, shook his head, and said that the two of them were too modest. Being able to defeat two of my disciples at the same time was not something that everyone could do. Although the old monk had not traveled around in the world for decades, he still knew that
I still know a lot about the Central Plains sect. I don’t know who you are and where you come from. Can you tell me?
I said calmly, "Lin family, Lin Feng!"
Chen Xuanyi bowed his arms and said, "I am a poor Taoist, Mr. Pavilion, Chen Xuanyi."
"It turns out that we are the descendants of Laojun Pavilion and Lin Kuangtu. How disrespectful!" Zen Master Hongyue suddenly twitched his thick eyebrows and showed a somewhat surprised expression when he heard us announcing our family status.
I was even more surprised than he was.
Lin Kuangtu...what the hell?
Could this be my grandfather’s bandit name when he was young? Who did he kill?
Zen Master Hongyue tilted her forehead and smiled, saying that you, the Lin family, are becoming more and more unethical every generation, and each generation has to get rid of a big disaster. This is generally recognized in the world, so this little friend Lin Feng, old
The monk is very curious, what exactly do you want to do when you enter Tibet this time?
I immediately felt unhappy. What do you mean our Lin family has no moral integrity? Are you very strict about moral integrity?
Although I felt very unhappy, due to the strength of this old monk, I could only swallow my anger and said, "This junior originally planned to enter Baiyun Temple and borrow the Nightmare Mirror."
"What's the matter?" Zen Master Hongyue asked unexpectedly.
I nodded and said yes, that was my original intention, but a little accident happened halfway through the trip, and that's what happened.
He smiled, nodded, and said that it was a coincidence. The old monk was also very curious about the nightmare mirror. He originally planned to take it away. Since everyone has the same goal, why not join hands and go up the mountain together to capture the nightmare mirror?
Got the Nightmare Mirror?
Before I could say anything, Chen Xuanyi refused with a cold face, saying that this nightmare mirror is the treasure of Baiyun Temple and a famous instrument of Tibetan Buddhism. Our goals are different from yours. We only intend to borrow it for use.
Use it once, and then return it to Zhao intact, but you plan to take advantage of what I have.
Borrowing and grabbing are completely different in nature!
Zen Master Hongyue laughed again, shook his head, and said it doesn't matter. After I obtain the Nightmare Mirror, I can give it to you two for use first. As long as you don't block the old monk's way, everything will be easy to discuss.
After hearing this, I was a little surprised. I turned to look at Chen Xuanyi and asked his opinion with my eyes. What should I do? Should I continue?
Chen Xuanyi suddenly laughed so loudly that he could hardly stand upright.
After he had laughed enough, he raised the Seven-Star Sword, pointed it at the old monk in black and said, "Fart, I, Chen Xuan, a seven-foot-tall man, would not associate with a traitor?"
"oh……"
Zen Master Hongyue was not surprised and nodded lightly, saying that there was nothing to talk about?
Chen Xuanyi held the sword to his chest and said proudly, "In addition, Pindao also wants to take this senior brother Zhitong back to Baiyun Temple and let him explain what he did today in front of many Yellow Sect lamas!"
"That's it."
Zen Master Hongyue looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose. The wrinkles on his face were beating constantly. Then he smiled and shook his head and said that young people are too merciless when doing things. If you do this, old monk
Will all the years of hard work be in vain?
As he spoke, he took a step forward calmly, clasped his hands together, his green and black face began to turn red, and said in a completely different voice than before, "Two yellow-mouthed children, so ignorant of the heights of the world, old
The monk reluctantly had no choice but to leave you here forever. Heaven knows and Lord Buddha knows clearly that you forced me to do all this!"