Chapter 1495: 1495
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In the dark, light up a little Buddha light.
Then, a thin monk with white eyebrows hanging from both sides of his face stepped out of the darkness.
In one step, he came to Lintian's ten feet.
"I've met you in Dharma temple."
The old monk was haggard in appearance, with his hands clasped, neither sad nor happy.
Lintian had black hair and no wind. He was dressed and hunted, and his whole body's Qi rose to an unprecedented level.
Only look calm, said: "old monk, what do you want to do?"
"Xiaoyou will go to the battlefield of jiuyu. Take advantage of this opportunity, it's better to leave dazang Jijing and Bodhi wood, so as not to lose them in the battlefield."
The old monk Falin spoke gently.
"Lost? Do you think it's impossible for me to come back from the jiuyu battlefield alive? "
Lintian's black eyes were cold.
Dadi Tibetan temple!
How could he forget this orthodoxy?
In the past, he was pursued and killed by this powerful Taoist, such as the ancient Buddha, the eighteen sons of dizang, and the sage Fazheng.
The reason is very simple. The dizang Temple regards him as a heretic and wants to kill him quickly!
"No one can tell whether you are alive or not."
Falin looks calm and solemn.
When speaking, the world suddenly changes, just like changing the world, turning into a secret place to isolate the outside world.
Here, the light of Buddha is vast and the sound of Sanskrit resounds.
The Dharma is standing there, like the Buddha. His whole body exudes great majesty.
"Xiaoyou, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha."
His voice is like a great bell, stirring the hearts of the people.
For others, they would have been shocked, distracted, and panicked.
But Lintian didn't.
"The holy monk Duji once said," if I am a Buddha, there will be no demons in the world. If I am a devil, then the Buddha will be demons in the world. "Today, I want to try to see if I can surpass you old monk."
Lintian looked more and more calm.
Falin is a character in holy land, and his breath is more terrible than holy land. It is very likely that Falin is a terrible existence at the level of great saint.
But Lintian was still not afraid.
As the old man in black of Tongtian sword sect had speculated before, if Lintian dared to walk alone, he would have enough support to deal with all this.
FA Lin raised his eyes, looked at Lintian, and said: "little friend, if you have obsession in your heart, you have become a devil. You are destined to turn back and have no shore. Please think twice."
He was solemn and dignified.
But the more that happened, the more disgusted Lintian was. These old bald donkeys in dizang temple could even say that they were so high sounding and righteous, and they were shameless to the extreme.
He frowned and said, "if you don't have to look back, you don't have to look back. If you want to rob, you can do it directly."
Falin sighed, then put out a hand and stood up in the void.
With a simple action, Lintian suddenly froze. He realized that there was a fatal danger. Without hesitation, he would crush a token that had been hidden in his hand.
But right now.
Thousands of miles away, high above, a voice suddenly sounded:
"disease!"
A flash of sword light swept out, like a comet dragging a blue rainbow, tearing the sky.
The power of the sword is vast, cutting off the sky and mountains.
Then, break the secret border!
The light of the sword, which was drawn by the sword as it swept out, tore a long crack in the sky. It had not been dispersed for a long time.
Falin's white eyebrows wrinkled. The border was opened by him, representing the power of his holy way, but now it was easily cut open.
Immediately, his eyes narrowed, and he realized the terrible will of this sword. If it wasn't for his own Qi defense, he would have been crushed and destroyed.
Then, FA Lin said in a deep voice, "which Taoist friend is involved in the work of our dizang temple? Don't you know the rules for those who break into the border? "
"Old bald donkey, it's not like he's a monk if he's too murderous."
There was laughter coming from far away, but as soon as the sound rang out, an old Taoist priest on a green donkey appeared here.
The green donkey is bony and lazy. He sneezes from time to time and looks sideways at Falin with a pair of donkey eyes. The donkey's lips open to show his snow-white teeth, which seems to be a mockery.
The old man sitting on the green donkey, with scrawled hair and beard, dirty clothes and drunk look, looked tired and slovenly.
In his hand, he held a yellow gourd. As soon as he arrived, the blue sword was like a swimming fish, and happily swept into the Yellow gourd.
"Drunk sword old man?"
Falin's face had become dignified.
A long time ago, there was an amazing swordsman, who rode a green donkey and hung a sword to roam the world. He broke into 13 secluded places and defeated many powerful swordsmen.
This man is fond of sword, wine and war. He has a loose disposition and acts unruly. But no one knows his origin. He only knows that his Kendo can be described as "boundless and unstoppable".As an old antique who has lived for many years, Falin naturally heard of the story of the drunken sword old man.
The old man in Daopao burped, drunk and dazzled. He sat on the green donkey and staggered. He said with a smile, "does the old bald donkey know me? Then it's best to save me another wordiness. In a word, just disappear, or the old Dao's sword won't have eyes. "
Although he was threatening, his tone was lazy, powerless and without any deterrent.
But Falin was like a great enemy. He looked more dignified and said with his hands together: "I heard that the old drunk swordsman's attainments in swordsmanship were once the highest in an era. I'd like to learn from them."
The Taoist priest looked at Lintian and said with a smile, "little guy, just go ahead. You don't have to pay attention to the ghosts, ghosts and ghosts on the way."
After thinking about it, he said, "there are people in the world who want you to die and can't accommodate you, but there are also people who won't let you die. You have to believe that there are still many good people, such as I'm a Taoist. Ha ha ha ha. "
He laughed: "good man Good man, with these two words, I have to drink a lot. "
The old Taoist raised the Yellow gourd and drank heavily.
"Thank you, master."
Lintian put away his token and said.
"Go on, go on, go on boldly!"
The old man waved his sleeve.
Lintian took a look at Falin. The latter had a dignified look. He only looked at the Taoist robe old man. He looked like he was facing a big enemy and didn't care about himself.
Suddenly, it became clear to him that Falin had a hard problem.
"Master, is zuijiansou really your name?"
Before he left, Lintian couldn't help asking.
"Wrong. It's just a nickname. How about it? Does it feel very powerful?"
Lao Dao is elated.
"The cheapest? Cheap mouth? The nickname is really powerful.... "
Lintian muttered and turned away.
The drunken Taoist priest was stunned at first, and then his face suddenly collapsed, black as the bottom of the pot, and roared:
"grandma, no wonder those old guys always like to call Lao Tzu's nickname from time to time! It turns out he's all reading my jokes! "
Immediately, he turned his face, looked at Falin badly, gritted his teeth and said, "were you laughing at me just now when you called me by nickname?"
Without waiting for FA Lin to speak, the Taoist priest got up from the green donkey and said, "I'll kill you bald donkey!"
Boom!
In his body, he burst out of the sky, tearing the night, shining thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
In the distance, when Lintian looked back and saw this scene, he was in a cold sweat. In his heart, he said that although the drunken sword old man's nickname was terrible, his sword spirit was terrible.
While thinking, he walked forward, savoring the words of zuijiansou in his heart.
Go ahead boldly and ignore the ghosts and ghosts along the way?
Lintian vaguely guessed something, and his heart could not help but feel a rare emotion.
Without further hesitation, he moved on.
A day later.
In a city, Lintian was resting in a teahouse. At the table beside him, there was a beautiful young man in ancient clothes.
"I've been with you all the way, and I've seen the battle between zuijiansou and the Dharma king of dizang temple. On the way, someone secretly stopped me, but unfortunately, that guy didn't stop me."
The man had broad sleeves and broad belt. He looked at Lintian with a natural and unrestrained manner. He said with a smile, "now, it seems that no one can help you. Why don't you come with me?"
"Who are you?" Asked Lintian.
"If you come with me, you'll know."
Then the man raised his right hand and grabbed Lintian's arm.
But in the middle of the journey, his arm was blocked by a thin white palm, and he could not inch in any more.
"His name is Xiao Yao. He's from Tianshu holy land. He's an old bastard who has lived for many years, but he's dressed like a young man. This shows how shameless he is."
When a cold, sweet, low voice sounded, a white haired woman in green clothes appeared.
The man, who was called Xiao Yao, was stunned and showed a wry smile: "I thought there was no one. I didn't think that the grandmothers of the leader of Wutian sect were all out. OK, I'll go now."
"Do you want to go now?" the white haired woman said coldly? It's too late. If I don't smoke you, can I chase you all the way here? "
With that, she grabbed Xiao Yao's skirt and her figure flashed. Both disappeared.
Looking at all this, Lintian vomited for a long time and said to himself, "that drunk sword old man is right. There are many good people in this world..."
"Big brother, were those two jugglers just now? It's amazing that it's gone all of a sudden. "
In the teahouse, a little girl ran over with a look of exclamation.
Lintian laughed and said, "is it magic? I'll do a trick for you, too. Whoosh!"
After that, his figure flashed and disappeared.But I don't know. After being stunned, the little girl burst into tears: "it's not a magic trick at all, Niang. Is it because I often lie to you that I hit a ghost today? And I ran into three ghosts all at once. It's terrible. Wuwuwuwu... "
At this time, Lintian had left the town.
The next period of time, he trudged between the mountains and rivers, close to the area where the star chess sea is located.
The road was calm.
But Lintian knew that many unusual things were destined to happen on his way and in the dark that he could not detect.
Someone has to deal with themselves.
There are also people who are protecting themselves.
Why?
Lintian could roughly guess one or two.
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In the dark, light up a little Buddha light.
Then, a thin monk with white eyebrows hanging from both sides of his face stepped out of the darkness.
In one step, he came to Lintian's ten feet.
"I've met you in Dharma temple."
The old monk was haggard in appearance, with his hands clasped, neither sad nor happy.
Lintian had black hair and no wind. He was dressed and hunted, and his whole body's Qi rose to an unprecedented level.
Only look calm, said: "old monk, what do you want to do?"
"Xiaoyou will go to the battlefield of jiuyu. Take advantage of this opportunity, it's better to leave dazang Jijing and Bodhi wood, so as not to lose them in the battlefield."
The old monk Falin spoke gently.
"Lost? Do you think it's impossible for me to come back from the jiuyu battlefield alive? "
Lintian's black eyes were cold.
Dadi Tibetan temple!
How could he forget this orthodoxy?
In the past, he was pursued and killed by this powerful Taoist, such as the ancient Buddha, the eighteen sons of dizang, and the sage Fazheng.
The reason is very simple. The dizang Temple regards him as a heretic and wants to kill him quickly!
"No one can tell whether you are alive or not."
Falin looks calm and solemn.
When speaking, the world suddenly changes, just like changing the world, turning into a secret place to isolate the outside world.
Here, the light of Buddha is vast and the sound of Sanskrit resounds.
The Dharma is standing there, like the Buddha. His whole body exudes great majesty.
"Xiaoyou, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha."
His voice is like a great bell, stirring the hearts of the people.
For others, they would have been shocked, distracted, and panicked.
But Lintian didn't.
"The holy monk Duji once said," if I am a Buddha, there will be no demons in the world. If I am a devil, then the Buddha will be demons in the world. "Today, I want to try to see if I can surpass you old monk."
Lintian looked more and more calm.
Falin is a character in holy land, and his breath is more terrible than holy land. It is very likely that Falin is a terrible existence at the level of great saint.
But Lintian was still not afraid.
As the old man in black of Tongtian sword sect had speculated before, if Lintian dared to walk alone, he would have enough support to deal with all this.
FA Lin raised his eyes, looked at Lintian, and said: "little friend, if you have obsession in your heart, you have become a devil. You are destined to turn back and have no shore. Please think twice."
He was solemn and dignified.
But the more that happened, the more disgusted Lintian was. These old bald donkeys in dizang temple could even say that they were so high sounding and righteous, and they were shameless to the extreme.
He frowned and said, "if you don't have to look back, you don't have to look back. If you want to rob, you can do it directly."
Falin sighed, then put out a hand and stood up in the void.
With a simple action, Lintian suddenly froze. He realized that there was a fatal danger. Without hesitation, he would crush a token that had been hidden in his hand.
But right now.
Thousands of miles away, high above, a voice suddenly sounded:
"disease!"
A flash of sword light swept out, like a comet dragging a blue rainbow, tearing the sky.
The power of the sword is vast, cutting off the sky and mountains.
Then, break the secret border!
The light of the sword, which was drawn by the sword as it swept out, tore a long crack in the sky. It had not been dispersed for a long time.
Falin's white eyebrows wrinkled. The border was opened by him, representing the power of his holy way, but now it was easily cut open.
Immediately, his eyes narrowed, and he realized the terrible will of this sword. If it wasn't for his own Qi defense, he would have been crushed and destroyed.
Then, FA Lin said in a deep voice, "which Taoist friend is involved in the work of our dizang temple? Don't you know the rules for those who break into the border? "
"Old bald donkey, it's not like he's a monk if he's too murderous."
There was laughter coming from far away, but as soon as the sound rang out, an old Taoist priest on a green donkey appeared here.
The green donkey is bony and lazy. He sneezes from time to time and looks sideways at Falin with a pair of donkey eyes. The donkey's lips open to show his snow-white teeth, which seems to be a mockery.
The old man sitting on the green donkey, with scrawled hair and beard, dirty clothes and drunk look, looked tired and slovenly.
In his hand, he held a yellow gourd. As soon as he arrived, the blue sword was like a swimming fish, and happily swept into the Yellow gourd.
"Drunk sword old man?"
Falin's face had become dignified.
A long time ago, there was an amazing swordsman, who rode a green donkey and hung a sword to roam the world. He broke into 13 secluded places and defeated many powerful swordsmen.
This man is fond of sword, wine and war. He has a loose disposition and acts unruly. But no one knows his origin. He only knows that his Kendo can be described as "boundless and unstoppable".As an old antique who has lived for many years, Falin naturally heard of the story of the drunken sword old man.
The old man in Daopao burped, drunk and dazzled. He sat on the green donkey and staggered. He said with a smile, "does the old bald donkey know me? Then it's best to save me another wordiness. In a word, just disappear, or the old Dao's sword won't have eyes. "
Although he was threatening, his tone was lazy, powerless and without any deterrent.
But Falin was like a great enemy. He looked more dignified and said with his hands together: "I heard that the old drunk swordsman's attainments in swordsmanship were once the highest in an era. I'd like to learn from them."
The Taoist priest looked at Lintian and said with a smile, "little guy, just go ahead. You don't have to pay attention to the ghosts, ghosts and ghosts on the way."
After thinking about it, he said, "there are people in the world who want you to die and can't accommodate you, but there are also people who won't let you die. You have to believe that there are still many good people, such as I'm a Taoist. Ha ha ha ha. "
He laughed: "good man Good man, with these two words, I have to drink a lot. "
The old Taoist raised the Yellow gourd and drank heavily.
"Thank you, master."
Lintian put away his token and said.
"Go on, go on, go on boldly!"
The old man waved his sleeve.
Lintian took a look at Falin. The latter had a dignified look. He only looked at the Taoist robe old man. He looked like he was facing a big enemy and didn't care about himself.
Suddenly, it became clear to him that Falin had a hard problem.
"Master, is zuijiansou really your name?"
Before he left, Lintian couldn't help asking.
"Wrong. It's just a nickname. How about it? Does it feel very powerful?"
Lao Dao is elated.
"The cheapest? Cheap mouth? The nickname is really powerful.... "
Lintian muttered and turned away.
The drunken Taoist priest was stunned at first, and then his face suddenly collapsed, black as the bottom of the pot, and roared:
"grandma, no wonder those old guys always like to call Lao Tzu's nickname from time to time! It turns out he's all reading my jokes! "
Immediately, he turned his face, looked at Falin badly, gritted his teeth and said, "were you laughing at me just now when you called me by nickname?"
Without waiting for FA Lin to speak, the Taoist priest got up from the green donkey and said, "I'll kill you bald donkey!"
Boom!
In his body, he burst out of the sky, tearing the night, shining thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
In the distance, when Lintian looked back and saw this scene, he was in a cold sweat. In his heart, he said that although the drunken sword old man's nickname was terrible, his sword spirit was terrible.
While thinking, he walked forward, savoring the words of zuijiansou in his heart.
Go ahead boldly and ignore the ghosts and ghosts along the way?
Lintian vaguely guessed something, and his heart could not help but feel a rare emotion.
Without further hesitation, he moved on.
A day later.
In a city, Lintian was resting in a teahouse. At the table beside him, there was a beautiful young man in ancient clothes.
"I've been with you all the way, and I've seen the battle between zuijiansou and the Dharma king of dizang temple. On the way, someone secretly stopped me, but unfortunately, that guy didn't stop me."
The man had broad sleeves and broad belt. He looked at Lintian with a natural and unrestrained manner. He said with a smile, "now, it seems that no one can help you. Why don't you come with me?"
"Who are you?" Asked Lintian.
"If you come with me, you'll know."
Then the man raised his right hand and grabbed Lintian's arm.
But in the middle of the journey, his arm was blocked by a thin white palm, and he could not inch in any more.
"His name is Xiao Yao. He's from Tianshu holy land. He's an old bastard who has lived for many years, but he's dressed like a young man. This shows how shameless he is."
When a cold, sweet, low voice sounded, a white haired woman in green clothes appeared.
The man, who was called Xiao Yao, was stunned and showed a wry smile: "I thought there was no one. I didn't think that the grandmothers of the leader of Wutian sect were all out. OK, I'll go now."
"Do you want to go now?" the white haired woman said coldly? It's too late. If I don't smoke you, can I chase you all the way here? "
With that, she grabbed Xiao Yao's skirt and her figure flashed. Both disappeared.
Looking at all this, Lintian vomited for a long time and said to himself, "that drunk sword old man is right. There are many good people in this world..."
"Big brother, were those two jugglers just now? It's amazing that it's gone all of a sudden. "
In the teahouse, a little girl ran over with a look of exclamation.
Lintian laughed and said, "is it magic? I'll do a trick for you, too. Whoosh!"
After that, his figure flashed and disappeared.But I don't know. After being stunned, the little girl burst into tears: "it's not a magic trick at all, Niang. Is it because I often lie to you that I hit a ghost today? And I ran into three ghosts all at once. It's terrible. Wuwuwuwu... "
At this time, Lintian had left the town.
The next period of time, he trudged between the mountains and rivers, close to the area where the star chess sea is located.
The road was calm.
But Lintian knew that many unusual things were destined to happen on his way and in the dark that he could not detect.
Someone has to deal with themselves.
There are also people who are protecting themselves.
Why?
Lintian could roughly guess one or two.
In the dark, light up a little Buddha light. Then, a thin monk with white eyebrows hanging from both sides of his face stepped out of the darkness. In one step, he came to Lintian's ten feet. "I've met you in Dharma temple." The old monk was haggard in appearance, with his hands clasped, neither sad nor happy. Lintian had black hair and no wind. He was dressed and hunted, and his whole body's Qi rose to an unprecedented level. Only look calm, said: "old monk, what do you want to do?" "Xiaoyou will go to the battlefield of jiuyu. Take advantage of this opportunity, it's better to leave dazang Jijing and Bodhi wood, so as not to lose them in the battlefield." The old monk Falin spoke gently. "Lost? Do you think it's impossible for me to come back from the jiuyu battlefield alive? " Lintian's black eyes were cold. Dadi Tibetan temple! How could he forget this orthodoxy? In the past, he was pursued and killed by this powerful Taoist, such as the ancient Buddha, the eighteen sons of dizang, and the sage Fazheng. The reason is very simple. The dizang Temple regards him as a heretic and wants to kill him quickly! "No one can tell whether you are alive or not." Falin looks calm and solemn. When speaking, the world suddenly changes, just like changing the world, turning into a secret place to isolate the outside world. Here, the light of Buddha is vast and the sound of Sanskrit resounds. The Dharma is standing there, like the Buddha. His whole body exudes great majesty. "Xiaoyou, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha." His voice is like a great bell, stirring the hearts of the people. For others, they would have been shocked, distracted, and panicked. But Lintian didn't. "The holy monk Duji once said," if I am a Buddha, there will be no demons in the world. If I am a devil, then the Buddha will be demons in the world. "Today, I want to try to see if I can surpass you old monk." Lintian looked more and more calm. Falin is a character in holy land, and his breath is more terrible than holy land. It is very likely that Falin is a terrible existence at the level of great saint. But Lintian was still not afraid. As the old man in black of Tongtian sword sect had speculated before, if Lintian dared to walk alone, he would have enough support to deal with all this. FA Lin raised his eyes, looked at Lintian, and said: "little friend, if you have obsession in your heart, you have become a devil. You are destined to turn back and have no shore. Please think twice." He was solemn and dignified. But the more that happened, the more disgusted Lintian was. These old bald donkeys in dizang temple could even say that they were so high sounding and righteous, and they were shameless to the extreme. He frowned and said, "if you don't have to look back, you don't have to look back. If you want to rob, you can do it directly." Falin sighed, then put out a hand and stood up in the void. With a simple action, Lintian suddenly froze. He realized that there was a fatal danger. Without hesitation, he would crush a token that had been hidden in his hand. But right now. Thousands of miles away, high above, a voice suddenly sounded: "disease!" A flash of sword light swept out, like a comet dragging a blue rainbow, tearing the sky. The power of the sword is vast, cutting off the sky and mountains. Then, break the secret border! The light of the sword, which was drawn by the sword as it swept out, tore a long crack in the sky. It had not been dispersed for a long time. Falin's white eyebrows wrinkled. The border was opened by him, representing the power of his holy way, but now it was easily cut open. Immediately, his eyes narrowed, and he realized the terrible will of this sword. If it wasn't for his own Qi defense, he would have been crushed and destroyed. Then, FA Lin said in a deep voice, "which Taoist friend is involved in the work of our dizang temple? Don't you know the rules for those who break into the border? " "Old bald donkey, it's not like he's a monk if he's too murderous." There was laughter coming from far away, but as soon as the sound rang out, an old Taoist priest on a green donkey appeared here. The green donkey is bony and lazy. He sneezes from time to time and looks sideways at Falin with a pair of donkey eyes. The donkey's lips open to show his snow-white teeth, which seems to be a mockery. The old man sitting on the green donkey, with scrawled hair and beard, dirty clothes and drunk look, looked tired and slovenly. In his hand, he held a yellow gourd. As soon as he arrived, the blue sword was like a swimming fish, and happily swept into the Yellow gourd. "Drunk sword old man?" Falin's face had become dignified. A long time ago, there was an amazing swordsman, who rode a green donkey and hung a sword to roam the world. He broke into 13 secluded places and defeated many powerful swordsmen. This man is fond of sword, wine and war. He has a loose disposition and acts unruly. But no one knows his origin. He only knows that his Kendo can be described as "boundless and unstoppable".As an old antique who has lived for many years, Falin naturally heard of the story of the drunken sword old man. The old man in Daopao burped, drunk and dazzled. He sat on the green donkey and staggered. He said with a smile, "does the old bald donkey know me? Then it's best to save me another wordiness. In a word, just disappear, or the old Dao's sword won't have eyes. " Although he was threatening, his tone was lazy, powerless and without any deterrent. But Falin was like a great enemy. He looked more dignified and said with his hands together: "I heard that the old drunk swordsman's attainments in swordsmanship were once the highest in an era. I'd like to learn from them." The Taoist priest looked at Lintian and said with a smile, "little guy, just go ahead. You don't have to pay attention to the ghosts, ghosts and ghosts on the way." After thinking about it, he said, "there are people in the world who want you to die and can't accommodate you, but there are also people who won't let you die. You have to believe that there are still many good people, such as I'm a Taoist. Ha ha ha ha. " He laughed: "good man Good man, with these two words, I have to drink a lot. " The old Taoist raised the Yellow gourd and drank heavily. "Thank you, master." Lintian put away his token and said. "Go on, go on, go on boldly!" The old man waved his sleeve. Lintian took a look at Falin. The latter had a dignified look. He only looked at the Taoist robe old man. He looked like he was facing a big enemy and didn't care about himself. Suddenly, it became clear to him that Falin had a hard problem. "Master, is zuijiansou really your name?" Before he left, Lintian couldn't help asking. "Wrong. It's just a nickname. How about it? Does it feel very powerful?" Lao Dao is elated. "The cheapest? Cheap mouth? The nickname is really powerful.... " Lintian muttered and turned away. The drunken Taoist priest was stunned at first, and then his face suddenly collapsed, black as the bottom of the pot, and roared: "grandma, no wonder those old guys always like to call Lao Tzu's nickname from time to time! It turns out he's all reading my jokes! " Immediately, he turned his face, looked at Falin badly, gritted his teeth and said, "were you laughing at me just now when you called me by nickname?" Without waiting for FA Lin to speak, the Taoist priest got up from the green donkey and said, "I'll kill you bald donkey!" Boom! In his body, he burst out of the sky, tearing the night, shining thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. In the distance, when Lintian looked back and saw this scene, he was in a cold sweat. In his heart, he said that although the drunken sword old man's nickname was terrible, his sword spirit was terrible. While thinking, he walked forward, savoring the words of zuijiansou in his heart. Go ahead boldly and ignore the ghosts and ghosts along the way? Lintian vaguely guessed something, and his heart could not help but feel a rare emotion. Without further hesitation, he moved on. A day later. In a city, Lintian was resting in a teahouse. At the table beside him, there was a beautiful young man in ancient clothes. "I've been with you all the way, and I've seen the battle between zuijiansou and the Dharma king of dizang temple. On the way, someone secretly stopped me, but unfortunately, that guy didn't stop me." The man had broad sleeves and broad belt. He looked at Lintian with a natural and unrestrained manner. He said with a smile, "now, it seems that no one can help you. Why don't you come with me?" "Who are you?" Asked Lintian. "If you come with me, you'll know." Then the man raised his right hand and grabbed Lintian's arm. But in the middle of the journey, his arm was blocked by a thin white palm, and he could not inch in any more. "His name is Xiao Yao. He's from Tianshu holy land. He's an old bastard who has lived for many years, but he's dressed like a young man. This shows how shameless he is." When a cold, sweet, low voice sounded, a white haired woman in green clothes appeared. The man, who was called Xiao Yao, was stunned and showed a wry smile: "I thought there was no one. I didn't think that the grandmothers of the leader of Wutian sect were all out. OK, I'll go now." "Do you want to go now?" the white haired woman said coldly? It's too late. If I don't smoke you, can I chase you all the way here? " With that, she grabbed Xiao Yao's skirt and her figure flashed. Both disappeared. Looking at all this, Lintian vomited for a long time and said to himself, "that drunk sword old man is right. There are many good people in this world..." "Big brother, were those two jugglers just now? It's amazing that it's gone all of a sudden. " In the teahouse, a little girl ran over with a look of exclamation. Lintian laughed and said, "is it magic? I'll do a trick for you, too. Whoosh!" After that, his figure flashed and disappeared.But I don't know. After being stunned, the little girl burst into tears: "it's not a magic trick at all, Niang. Is it because I often lie to you that I hit a ghost today? And I ran into three ghosts all at once. It's terrible. Wuwuwuwu... " At this time, Lintian had left the town. The next period of time, he trudged between the mountains and rivers, close to the area where the star chess sea is located. The road was calm. But Lintian knew that many unusual things were destined to happen on his way and in the dark that he could not detect. Someone has to deal with themselves. There are also people who are protecting themselves. Why? Lintian could roughly guess one or two.
