Chapter 1495
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In the dark, light up a little Buddha light.
Then, a thin monk with white eyebrows falling from both sides of his face stepped out of the darkness.
In one step, he came to the place ten feet in front of Lintian.
"The Dharma Temple of dizang temple is near. I've seen you."
The old monk is haggard and his hands are folded. He is neither sad nor happy.
Lintian's black hair was windless and automatic, and his clothes were hunting. His Qi increased to an unprecedented level in this instant.
Only his face was calm and said, "old monk, what are you going to do?"
"Xiaoyou will go to the nine regions battlefield. Taking this opportunity, it's better to leave the Da Zang Ji Sutra and Bodhi wood in order not to lose them in the battlefield."
The old monk's words are gentle.
"Lost? Do you think I can't come back alive from the nine regions battlefield?"
Lintian's black eyes were cold.
Dadi Tibetan temple!
How could he forget this orthodoxy?
In the past, he was chased and killed by the powerful of this orthodoxy, such as the ancient Buddha, the eighteen sons of dizang, and the sage Fazheng.
The reason is very simple. Dizang Temple regards Lintian as a heresy and wants to kill him quickly!
"No one can say whether you are alive or not."
Falin looks calm and solemn.
When talking, the world suddenly changed, just like changing the world into a secret place for one party to isolate the outside world.
Here, the Buddha light is vast and the Sanskrit sound is resounding.
Dharma stands there, like the Buddha in the world, exuding great majesty all over.
"Little friend, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha."
His mouth proclaims the Buddha's horn, and his voice is like a flood bell, stirring people's hearts.
Other people would have been terrified, lost their mind and worried.
But Lintian didn't.
"Duji Saint monk once said, 'if I were a Buddha, there would be no demons in the world. If I were a devil, I would like to spend the Buddha in the world as a devil'. Today, I want to try whether I can surpass you, old monk."
Lintian looked more calm.
Falin is a figure in the holy land, and his breath is more terrible than the holy land. It is very likely to be a terrorist existence at the level of a great saint.
But Lintian was still not afraid.
As the old man in black of Tongtian sword sect had speculated before, Lintian dared to walk alone, so he naturally had enough dependence to deal with all this.
FA Lin looked up at Lintian and said, "little friend, if you have an obsession, you will become a devil. You are destined to turn back without a shore. Please think again."
He has a solemn and dignified appearance.
But the more it was, the more disgusted Lintian was. These old bald donkeys in the Tibetan temple could even say robbery with such a high sounding and righteous voice. They were shameless to the extreme.
He frowned and said, "there is no shore to turn back, so there is no need to turn back. Be happy. If you want to rob, just do it directly."
Falin sighed softly, then stretched out a hand and stood in the void.
With a simple action, Lintian suddenly stiffened and felt the fatal danger. Without hesitation, he would crush a token already hidden in his hand.
But right now.
Thousands of miles away, high above the sky, a voice suddenly sounded:
"Disease!"
A flash of sword light swept out, like a comet dragging a blue rainbow, tearing thousands of miles into the sky.
The sword has vast Qi, cutting off a sky curtain and mountains and rivers.
Then, break the secret border!
The sword light dragged out when the sword Qi swept out, a long crack torn out in the sky, has not dispersed for a long time.
A pair of white eyebrows frowned at Falin. He opened the boundary, representing the power of his holy way, but now it was easily cut open.
Immediately, his eyes narrowed, and he realized the terrible will branded by the sword. If he hadn't defended with his own Qi machine, he would have been crushed and destroyed.
Then, Falin said in a deep voice, "which Taoist friend intervened in our work in dizang temple? Don't you know the rules of those who break into the border?"
"The old bald donkey is so murderous that he doesn't look like a monk."
Laughter came from a distance, but as soon as the sound sounded, an old man in a Taoist robe riding a green donkey appeared here.
The green donkey was skinny and lazy. He sneezed from time to time. He took a pair of donkey eyes and squinted at Falin. The donkey's lips opened, revealing a mouth of snow-white donkey teeth, which seemed to mock.
The old man sitting on the green donkey has scrawled hair, dirty clothes and looks drunk. He looks tired, lazy and sloppy.
In his hand, he held a yellow gourd. As soon as he arrived, the green sword spirit swept into the Yellow gourd like a swimming fish.
"Drunk sword old man?"
Falin looked dignified.
A long time ago, there was an amazing swordsman who rode a green donkey and hung a sword gourd, roamed the world, broke into 13 holy and hidden places, and defeated a group of swordsmen.
This person is addicted to sword, alcohol and war. He is indifferent and uninhibited, but no one knows his origin. He only knows that his Kendo can be described by the eight characters of "vast as heaven and unstoppable".
As the same old antique who has lived for an unknown number of years, Falin has naturally heard of the deeds of the drunk sword old man.
The old Taoist robe hiccupped with wine, and his eyes were blurred. He sat on the green donkey and shook. He ran smiled and said, "the old bald donkey knows me? That's the best. Save me any more wordy words and disappear quickly, otherwise the old Taoist sword won't have eyes."
Although he was threatening, his tone was lazy, powerless and without deterrence.
But Falin was like facing a great enemy. He looked more dignified and folded his hands together. "I heard that the old drunk sword man's attainments in kendo have been unparalleled for an era. I'd like to experience it."
The Taoist priest gave a cry, turned to look at Lintian and said with a smile, "little guy, you can go ahead and ignore the demons, monsters and ghosts along the way."
After thinking for a while, he said: "in this world, some people want you to die and can't accommodate you, but others won't let you die. You have to believe that there are still many good people, such as... Taoist priest, I, ha ha ha."
He laughed: "good man... Good man, with these two words, I have to drink a lot."
The Taoist priest raised the Yellow gourd to himself and drank a lot.
"Thank you, elder."
Lintian put away his token and bowed his hand.
"Go, go, just go ahead boldly!"
The old Taoist waved his sleeve.
Lintian glanced at FA Lin, who looked dignified and only stared at the Taoist robed old man, like a great enemy, and ignored himself at all.
He suddenly knew that Falin had encountered a hard stubble.
"Elder, is drunk sword old man really your name?"
Lintian couldn't help asking before he left.
"Wrong, it's just a nickname. How, does it feel very powerful?"
The old Taoist priest was elated.
"That's the cheapest nickname..."
Lintian muttered and turned away.
The drunken Taoist priest was stunned at first, and then his old face suddenly collapsed, black as the bottom of a pot, and roared:
"Grandma, no wonder those old guys always like to call my nickname from time to time! It turns out that they are all watching my jokes!"
Immediately, he turned his face, stared at Falin badly, and said, "were you laughing at me when you called me my nickname just now?"
Before Falin could speak, the Taoist priest got up from the green donkey: "I'll kill you a bald donkey!"
Boom!
On him, the sword burst out, tearing the night and shining thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
In the distance, Lintian looked back and saw this scene. He was in a cold sweat. In his heart, he said that although the nickname of the drunk sword old man was terrible, his sword Qi was very frightening.
While thinking, he moved forward and savored what drunk sword old man had just said in his heart.
Go ahead boldly and ignore the demons, monsters and ghosts along the way?
Lintian guessed something vaguely, and he couldn't help feeling a rare emotion in his heart.
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 another man in e-crown ancient clothes, who was as handsome as a young man.
"I've been with you, and I also saw the battle between drunk sword old man and Dharma Linda saint of dizang temple. On the way, someone was secretly blocking me, but unfortunately, that guy couldn't stop me."
The man was broad sleeved and handsome. He looked at Lintian with a smile, "now, it seems that no one can help you. Why don't you come with me?"
"Who are you?" Lintian asked.
"You'll know if you come with me."
Then the man raised his right hand and grabbed Lintian's arm.
But on the way, his arm was blocked by a white and slender palm and could not enter the slightest inch.
"His name is Xiao Yao. He comes from Tianshu holy land. He is an old bastard who has lived for unknown years, but he dresses up like a young man. This shows how shameless he is."
When a cold, pleasant, low voice sounded, I saw a beautiful white haired woman in blue. I didn't know when she had appeared.
The man called Xiao Yao was stunned and showed a wry smile: "I thought there was no one. I didn't think that the grandparents of the leader of Wutian cult were all out. Well, I accept the planting and go now."
The white haired woman said coldly, "do you want to go now? It's late. If you don't smoke you, do you deserve me to come all the way here?"
As she spoke, she grabbed Xiao Yao's skirt and flashed. Both disappeared.
Lintian stared at all this for a long time and then vomited a long breath. He said to himself, "that drunk sword old man is right. There are many good people in the world..."
"Big brother, were those two people juggling just now? Whoosh, they disappeared at once. It's amazing."
In the teahouse, a little girl ran over and looked amazed.
Lintian smiled and said, "isn't it amazing? 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 trick at all, mom. Did I hit a ghost today because I often lied to you? And I hit three ghosts at once. It's terrible, Wuwuwuwu..."
At this time, Lintian had left the town.
In the following period of time, he trekked between mountains and rivers and approached the area where Xingqi sea was located.
It was calm all the way.
But Lintian knew that many unusual things were destined to happen on his way, in the dark that he could not perceive.
Someone has to deal with themselves.
Others are protecting themselves.
Why?
Lintian could also guess one or two.
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In the dark, light up a little Buddha light.
Then, a thin monk with white eyebrows falling from both sides of his face stepped out of the darkness.
In one step, he came to the place ten feet in front of Lintian.
"The Dharma Temple of dizang temple is near. I've seen you."
The old monk is haggard and his hands are folded. He is neither sad nor happy.
Lintian's black hair was windless and automatic, and his clothes were hunting. His Qi increased to an unprecedented level in this instant.
Only his face was calm and said, "old monk, what are you going to do?"
"Xiaoyou will go to the nine regions battlefield. Taking this opportunity, it's better to leave the Da Zang Ji Sutra and Bodhi wood in order not to lose them in the battlefield."
The old monk's words are gentle.
"Lost? Do you think I can't come back alive from the nine regions battlefield?"
Lintian's black eyes were cold.
Dadi Tibetan temple!
How could he forget this orthodoxy?
In the past, he was chased and killed by the powerful of this orthodoxy, such as the ancient Buddha, the eighteen sons of dizang, and the sage Fazheng.
The reason is very simple. Dizang Temple regards Lintian as a heresy and wants to kill him quickly!
"No one can say whether you are alive or not."
Falin looks calm and solemn.
When talking, the world suddenly changed, just like changing the world into a secret place for one party to isolate the outside world.
Here, the Buddha light is vast and the Sanskrit sound is resounding.
Dharma stands there, like the Buddha in the world, exuding great majesty all over.
"Little friend, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha."
His mouth proclaims the Buddha's horn, and his voice is like a flood bell, stirring people's hearts.
Other people would have been terrified, lost their mind and worried.
But Lintian didn't.
"Duji Saint monk once said, 'if I were a Buddha, there would be no demons in the world. If I were a devil, I would like to spend the Buddha in the world as a devil'. Today, I want to try whether I can surpass you, old monk."
Lintian looked more calm.
Falin is a figure in the holy land, and his breath is more terrible than the holy land. It is very likely to be a terrorist existence at the level of a great saint.
But Lintian was still not afraid.
As the old man in black of Tongtian sword sect had speculated before, Lintian dared to walk alone, so he naturally had enough dependence to deal with all this.
FA Lin looked up at Lintian and said, "little friend, if you have an obsession, you will become a devil. You are destined to turn back without a shore. Please think again."
He has a solemn and dignified appearance.
But the more it was, the more disgusted Lintian was. These old bald donkeys in the Tibetan temple could even say robbery with such a high sounding and righteous voice. They were shameless to the extreme.
He frowned and said, "there is no shore to turn back, so there is no need to turn back. Be happy. If you want to rob, just do it directly."
Falin sighed softly, then stretched out a hand and stood in the void.
With a simple action, Lintian suddenly stiffened and felt the fatal danger. Without hesitation, he would crush a token already hidden in his hand.
But right now.
Thousands of miles away, high above the sky, a voice suddenly sounded:
"Disease!"
A flash of sword light swept out, like a comet dragging a blue rainbow, tearing thousands of miles into the sky.
The sword has vast Qi, cutting off a sky curtain and mountains and rivers.
Then, break the secret border!
The sword light dragged out when the sword Qi swept out, a long crack torn out in the sky, has not dispersed for a long time.
A pair of white eyebrows frowned at Falin. He opened the boundary, representing the power of his holy way, but now it was easily cut open.
Immediately, his eyes narrowed, and he realized the terrible will branded by the sword. If he hadn't defended with his own Qi machine, he would have been crushed and destroyed.
Then, Falin said in a deep voice, "which Taoist friend intervened in our work in dizang temple? Don't you know the rules of those who break into the border?"
"The old bald donkey is so murderous that he doesn't look like a monk."
Laughter came from a distance, but as soon as the sound sounded, an old man in a Taoist robe riding a green donkey appeared here.
The green donkey was skinny and lazy. He sneezed from time to time. He took a pair of donkey eyes and squinted at Falin. The donkey's lips opened, revealing a mouth of snow-white donkey teeth, which seemed to mock.
The old man sitting on the green donkey has scrawled hair, dirty clothes and looks drunk. He looks tired, lazy and sloppy.
In his hand, he held a yellow gourd. As soon as he arrived, the green sword spirit swept into the Yellow gourd like a swimming fish.
"Drunk sword old man?"
Falin looked dignified.
A long time ago, there was an amazing swordsman who rode a green donkey and hung a sword gourd, roamed the world, broke into 13 holy and hidden places, and defeated a group of swordsmen.
This person is addicted to sword, alcohol and war. He is indifferent and uninhibited, but no one knows his origin. He only knows that his Kendo can be described by the eight characters of "vast as heaven and unstoppable".
As the same old antique who has lived for an unknown number of years, Falin has naturally heard of the deeds of the drunk sword old man.
The old Taoist robe hiccupped with wine, and his eyes were blurred. He sat on the green donkey and shook. He ran smiled and said, "the old bald donkey knows me? That's the best. Save me any more wordy words and disappear quickly, otherwise the old Taoist sword won't have eyes."
Although he was threatening, his tone was lazy, powerless and without deterrence.
But Falin was like facing a great enemy. He looked more dignified and folded his hands together. "I heard that the old drunk sword man's attainments in kendo have been unparalleled for an era. I'd like to experience it."
The Taoist priest gave a cry, turned to look at Lintian and said with a smile, "little guy, you can go ahead and ignore the demons, monsters and ghosts along the way."
After thinking for a while, he said: "in this world, some people want you to die and can't accommodate you, but others won't let you die. You have to believe that there are still many good people, such as... Taoist priest, I, ha ha ha."
He laughed: "good man... Good man, with these two words, I have to drink a lot."
The Taoist priest raised the Yellow gourd to himself and drank a lot.
"Thank you, elder."
Lintian put away his token and bowed his hand.
"Go, go, just go ahead boldly!"
The old Taoist waved his sleeve.
Lintian glanced at FA Lin, who looked dignified and only stared at the Taoist robed old man, like a great enemy, and ignored himself at all.
He suddenly knew that Falin had encountered a hard stubble.
"Elder, is drunk sword old man really your name?"
Lintian couldn't help asking before he left.
"Wrong, it's just a nickname. How, does it feel very powerful?"
The old Taoist priest was elated.
"That's the cheapest nickname..."
Lintian muttered and turned away.
The drunken Taoist priest was stunned at first, and then his old face suddenly collapsed, black as the bottom of a pot, and roared:
"Grandma, no wonder those old guys always like to call my nickname from time to time! It turns out that they are all watching my jokes!"
Immediately, he turned his face, stared at Falin badly, and said, "were you laughing at me when you called me my nickname just now?"
Before Falin could speak, the Taoist priest got up from the green donkey: "I'll kill you a bald donkey!"
Boom!
On him, the sword burst out, tearing the night and shining thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
In the distance, Lintian looked back and saw this scene. He was in a cold sweat. In his heart, he said that although the nickname of the drunk sword old man was terrible, his sword Qi was very frightening.
While thinking, he moved forward and savored what drunk sword old man had just said in his heart.
Go ahead boldly and ignore the demons, monsters and ghosts along the way?
Lintian guessed something vaguely, and he couldn't help feeling a rare emotion in his heart.
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 another man in e-crown ancient clothes, who was as handsome as a young man.
"I've been with you, and I also saw the battle between drunk sword old man and Dharma Linda saint of dizang temple. On the way, someone was secretly blocking me, but unfortunately, that guy couldn't stop me."
The man was broad sleeved and handsome. He looked at Lintian with a smile, "now, it seems that no one can help you. Why don't you come with me?"
"Who are you?" Lintian asked.
"You'll know if you come with me."
Then the man raised his right hand and grabbed Lintian's arm.
But on the way, his arm was blocked by a white and slender palm and could not enter the slightest inch.
"His name is Xiao Yao. He comes from Tianshu holy land. He is an old bastard who has lived for unknown years, but he dresses up like a young man. This shows how shameless he is."
When a cold, pleasant, low voice sounded, I saw a beautiful white haired woman in blue. I didn't know when she had appeared.
The man called Xiao Yao was stunned and showed a wry smile: "I thought there was no one. I didn't think that the grandparents of the leader of Wutian cult were all out. Well, I accept the planting and go now."
The white haired woman said coldly, "do you want to go now? It's late. If you don't smoke you, do you deserve me to come all the way here?"
As she spoke, she grabbed Xiao Yao's skirt and flashed. Both disappeared.
Lintian stared at all this for a long time and then vomited a long breath. He said to himself, "that drunk sword old man is right. There are many good people in the world..."
"Big brother, were those two people juggling just now? Whoosh, they disappeared at once. It's amazing."
In the teahouse, a little girl ran over and looked amazed.
Lintian smiled and said, "isn't it amazing? 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 trick at all, mom. Did I hit a ghost today because I often lied to you? And I hit three ghosts at once. It's terrible, Wuwuwuwu..."
At this time, Lintian had left the town.
In the following period of time, he trekked between mountains and rivers and approached the area where Xingqi sea was located.
It was calm all the way.
But Lintian knew that many unusual things were destined to happen on his way, in the dark that he could not perceive.
Someone has to deal with themselves.
Others are protecting themselves.
Why?
Lintian could also guess one or two.
In the dark, light up a little Buddha light.Then, a thin monk with white eyebrows falling from both sides of his face stepped out of the darkness.In one step, he came to the place ten feet in front of Lintian."The Dharma Temple of dizang temple is near. I've seen you."The old monk is haggard and his hands are folded. He is neither sad nor happy.Lintian's black hair was windless and automatic, and his clothes were hunting. His Qi increased to an unprecedented level in this instant.Only his face was calm and said, "old monk, what are you going to do?""Xiaoyou will go to the nine regions battlefield. Taking this opportunity, it's better to leave the Da Zang Ji Sutra and Bodhi wood in order not to lose them in the battlefield."The old monk's words are gentle."Lost? Do you think I can't come back alive from the nine regions battlefield?"Lintian's black eyes were cold.Dadi Tibetan temple!How could he forget this orthodoxy?In the past, he was chased and killed by the powerful of this orthodoxy, such as the ancient Buddha, the eighteen sons of dizang, and the sage Fazheng.The reason is very simple. Dizang Temple regards Lintian as a heresy and wants to kill him quickly!"No one can say whether you are alive or not."Falin looks calm and solemn.When talking, the world suddenly changed, just like changing the world into a secret place for one party to isolate the outside world.Here, the Buddha light is vast and the Sanskrit sound is resounding.Dharma stands there, like the Buddha in the world, exuding great majesty all over."Little friend, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha."His mouth proclaims the Buddha's horn, and his voice is like a flood bell, stirring people's hearts.Other people would have been terrified, lost their mind and worried.But Lintian didn't."Duji Saint monk once said, 'if I were a Buddha, there would be no demons in the world. If I were a devil, I would like to spend the Buddha in the world as a devil'. Today, I want to try whether I can surpass you, old monk."Lintian looked more calm.Falin is a figure in the holy land, and his breath is more terrible than the holy land. It is very likely to be a terrorist existence at the level of a great saint.But Lintian was still not afraid.As the old man in black of Tongtian sword sect had speculated before, Lintian dared to walk alone, so he naturally had enough dependence to deal with all this.FA Lin looked up at Lintian and said, "little friend, if you have an obsession, you will become a devil. You are destined to turn back without a shore. Please think again."He has a solemn and dignified appearance.But the more it was, the more disgusted Lintian was. These old bald donkeys in the Tibetan temple could even say robbery with such a high sounding and righteous voice. They were shameless to the extreme.He frowned and said, "there is no shore to turn back, so there is no need to turn back. Be happy. If you want to rob, just do it directly."Falin sighed softly, then stretched out a hand and stood in the void.With a simple action, Lintian suddenly stiffened and felt the fatal danger. Without hesitation, he would crush a token already hidden in his hand.But right now.Thousands of miles away, high above the sky, a voice suddenly sounded:"Disease!"A flash of sword light swept out, like a comet dragging a blue rainbow, tearing thousands of miles into the sky.The sword has vast Qi, cutting off a sky curtain and mountains and rivers.Then, break the secret border!The sword light dragged out when the sword Qi swept out, a long crack torn out in the sky, has not dispersed for a long time.A pair of white eyebrows frowned at Falin. He opened the boundary, representing the power of his holy way, but now it was easily cut open.Immediately, his eyes narrowed, and he realized the terrible will branded by the sword. If he hadn't defended with his own Qi machine, he would have been crushed and destroyed.Then, Falin said in a deep voice, "which Taoist friend intervened in our work in dizang temple? Don't you know the rules of those who break into the border?""The old bald donkey is so murderous that he doesn't look like a monk."Laughter came from a distance, but as soon as the sound sounded, an old man in a Taoist robe riding a green donkey appeared here.The green donkey was skinny and lazy. He sneezed from time to time. He took a pair of donkey eyes and squinted at Falin. The donkey's lips opened, revealing a mouth of snow-white donkey teeth, which seemed to mock.The old man sitting on the green donkey has scrawled hair, dirty clothes and looks drunk. He looks tired, lazy and sloppy.In his hand, he held a yellow gourd. As soon as he arrived, the green sword spirit swept into the Yellow gourd like a swimming fish."Drunk sword old man?"Falin looked dignified.A long time ago, there was an amazing swordsman who rode a green donkey and hung a sword gourd, roamed the world, broke into 13 holy and hidden places, and defeated a group of swordsmen.This person is addicted to sword, alcohol and war. He is indifferent and uninhibited, but no one knows his origin. He only knows that his Kendo can be described by the eight characters of "vast as heaven and unstoppable".As the same old antique who has lived for an unknown number of years, Falin has naturally heard of the deeds of the drunk sword old man.The old Taoist robe hiccupped with wine, and his eyes were blurred. He sat on the green donkey and shook. He ran smiled and said, "the old bald donkey knows me? That's the best. Save me any more wordy words and disappear quickly, otherwise the old Taoist sword won't have eyes."Although he was threatening, his tone was lazy, powerless and without deterrence.But Falin was like facing a great enemy. He looked more dignified and folded his hands together. "I heard that the old drunk sword man's attainments in kendo have been unparalleled for an era. I'd like to experience it."The Taoist priest gave a cry, turned to look at Lintian and said with a smile, "little guy, you can go ahead and ignore the demons, monsters and ghosts along the way."After thinking for a while, he said: "in this world, some people want you to die and can't accommodate you, but others won't let you die. You have to believe that there are still many good people, such as... Taoist priest, I, ha ha ha."He laughed: "good man... Good man, with these two words, I have to drink a lot."The Taoist priest raised the Yellow gourd to himself and drank a lot."Thank you, elder."Lintian put away his token and bowed his hand."Go, go, just go ahead boldly!"The old Taoist waved his sleeve.Lintian glanced at FA Lin, who looked dignified and only stared at the Taoist robed old man, like a great enemy, and ignored himself at all.He suddenly knew that Falin had encountered a hard stubble."Elder, is drunk sword old man really your name?"Lintian couldn't help asking before he left."Wrong, it's just a nickname. How, does it feel very powerful?"The old Taoist priest was elated."That's the cheapest nickname..."Lintian muttered and turned away.The drunken Taoist priest was stunned at first, and then his old face suddenly collapsed, black as the bottom of a pot, and roared:"Grandma, no wonder those old guys always like to call my nickname from time to time! It turns out that they are all watching my jokes!"Immediately, he turned his face, stared at Falin badly, and said, "were you laughing at me when you called me my nickname just now?"Before Falin could speak, the Taoist priest got up from the green donkey: "I'll kill you a bald donkey!"Boom!On him, the sword burst out, tearing the night and shining thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.In the distance, Lintian looked back and saw this scene. He was in a cold sweat. In his heart, he said that although the nickname of the drunk sword old man was terrible, his sword Qi was very frightening.While thinking, he moved forward and savored what drunk sword old man had just said in his heart.Go ahead boldly and ignore the demons, monsters and ghosts along the way?Lintian guessed something vaguely, and he couldn't help feeling a rare emotion in his heart.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 another man in e-crown ancient clothes, who was as handsome as a young man."I've been with you, and I also saw the battle between drunk sword old man and Dharma Linda saint of dizang temple. On the way, someone was secretly blocking me, but unfortunately, that guy couldn't stop me."The man was broad sleeved and handsome. He looked at Lintian with a smile, "now, it seems that no one can help you. Why don't you come with me?""Who are you?" Lintian asked."You'll know if you come with me."Then the man raised his right hand and grabbed Lintian's arm.But on the way, his arm was blocked by a white and slender palm and could not enter the slightest inch."His name is Xiao Yao. He comes from Tianshu holy land. He is an old bastard who has lived for unknown years, but he dresses up like a young man. This shows how shameless he is."When a cold, pleasant, low voice sounded, I saw a beautiful white haired woman in blue. I didn't know when she had appeared.The man called Xiao Yao was stunned and showed a wry smile: "I thought there was no one. I didn't think that the grandparents of the leader of Wutian cult were all out. Well, I accept the planting and go now."The white haired woman said coldly, "do you want to go now? It's late. If you don't smoke you, do you deserve me to come all the way here?"As she spoke, she grabbed Xiao Yao's skirt and flashed. Both disappeared.Lintian stared at all this for a long time and then vomited a long breath. He said to himself, "that drunk sword old man is right. There are many good people in the world...""Big brother, were those two people juggling just now? Whoosh, they disappeared at once. It's amazing."In the teahouse, a little girl ran over and looked amazed.Lintian smiled and said, "isn't it amazing? 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 trick at all, mom. Did I hit a ghost today because I often lied to you? And I hit three ghosts at once. It's terrible, Wuwuwuwu..."At this time, Lintian had left the town.In the following period of time, he trekked between mountains and rivers and approached the area where Xingqi sea was located.It was calm all the way.But Lintian knew that many unusual things were destined to happen on his way, in the dark that he could not perceive.Someone has to deal with themselves.Others are protecting themselves.Why?Lintian could also guess one or two.
