Play as Fahai at the beginning of Xiuxian Battlefield

"It's heavy!" Yan Chixia nodded.

"What does Zen Master Baiyun think? You are also a member of my Buddhist school. Do you think the hand of the poor monk is heavy?"

Chen Fengxiao asked the skinny old monk beside Yan Chixia.

"My Buddha is merciful! Zen Master Fahai's Dharma is boundless, and his inner strength is profound. The old monk feels that it is not important!"

The skinny old monk Baiyun shook his head and replied.

"It's good, it's good! If you know your way back, you will become a Buddha in the future." Chen Fengxiao looked at the old monk Baiyun, nodded and said.

"Zen Master Fahai is too famous! The old monk is ashamed!" The old monk Baiyun folded his hands and bowed deeply to Chen Fengxiao, showing shame.

"Zen Master Baiyun, what's going on with you! He injured one of our few human masters, which is not serious! Does it have to be killed to be considered serious?"

Ye Zhiqiu, who was holding a mahogany sword, looked at this scene, his brows were also furrowed, and he turned to question.

"Zen Master Baiyun, is it possible that this little monk has something to do with you! Why are you protecting him so much!"

"Relying on his deep cultivation, can he do whatever he wants? Do you want to be criticized by thousands of people by protecting evildoers and hurting fellows?"

"Baiyun, what kind of Buddhist monk is he, he is so arrogant!"

Knocking away two veteran masters with one blow, everyone felt fearful and extremely angry at the same time.

The same human race, in this era of rampant monsters, but they are killing each other, this is simply the tragedy of all of them!

Facing the censure and scolding all over the sky, Chen Fengxiao's face was watery, without any emotional fluctuations.

He raised his eyes to see a black light flying from a distance, squinted his eyes slightly, then ignored the people in all directions, turned around and walked back.

"Zhan Master Baiyun, you should go. After you go back, you can practice well and think about what kind of demon we should subdue and subdue! Only after you understand this problem clearly can you get the right result early!"

Chen Fengxiao said while walking back.

"The old monk would like to follow the teachings of Zen Master! In the future, I will definitely think about my mistakes!"

"Amitabha, fellow Taoists, the old monk bids farewell!"

The old monk Baiyun bowed to Chen Fengxiao's back, then looked around in all directions, and said calmly.

Afterwards, the old monk held his Zen stick, ignored the questioning voices of the crowd, and disappeared into the far end in a few steps.

This time, the old man with the sword and the fat monk had also been brought back from the distant forest.

Both of them are in a coma at the moment, and their internal organs are seriously damaged, but fortunately, the Qi Sea in Dantian is not seriously affected, but it may take a very long time to recover.

"What a vicious boy! For the sake of a monstrous evildoer, you are so ruthless against your own clan, what crooked Buddha are you cultivating!"

After checking the injuries of the two, someone immediately pointed at Chen Fengxiao and said angrily.

"The poor monk is cultivating the Buddha of Freedom!"

Chen Feng smiled without answering, and replied:

"Fellow daoists, look to the west. If you don't leave now, if you want to leave later, it will not be that simple!"

As Chen Fengxiao's voice fell, everyone around was taken aback for a moment, then turned their heads to look west with frowns.

Then, at this time, everyone saw that there was a figure full of black air, coming from the western sky at high speed!

"Yeah! It's another big monster!"

"Why did the Black Mountain old demon come here! What does he have to do with this Niuding Mountain!"

"Let's go! Let's go! The strength of the Black Mountain old demon is far from being matched by us, retreat quickly!"

"Go back to the mountain gate and ask the patriarch to come out of the mountain! The old black mountain demon has appeared!"

In an instant, the dense figures around disappeared one after another, and all of them fled with their lives.

You know, the Black Mountain old demon has a great reputation, and in his hands, the blood of countless people is stained!

A monster of this level, apart from figures of the level of the ancestors of various sects, no one can compete with him!

In just a few breaths, dozens of masters retreated one after another, and now, there are only two people who are still standing quietly.

One is Yan Chixia with a full beard.

One is Ye Zhiqiu, who is doing nothing.

"The time has come, the two benefactors, it's time to get on the road."

Chen Fengxiao stepped into the golden light curtain and said to Zhao Qingyun.

"Ahem... please trouble Zen Master!"

"Thank you Zen Master!"

Two completely different voices sounded one after another, both from Zhao Qingyun's mouth.

On the side, Niu Junfeng and Sister Yun's faces were full of sadness, with tears rolling in their eyes.

Just now, Zhao Qingyun and Niu Dingshan explained to them what should be said and what should not be said, what can be said and what can't be said.

Among them is that the two of them will leave this world completely after a while!

So at this moment, Niu Junfeng and the two also understood that now was the time for them to leave!

Chen Fengxiao sat cross-legged on the ground, pinching the seal with his hands.

Bursts of obscure and profound Buddhist Sanskrit sounds came from the mouth, and they began to save them.

Not far away, while drinking wine, Yan Chixia looked at Chen Fengxiao who was sitting cross-legged in the golden Buddha light, wondering what she was thinking.

"Hey, Brother Yan, what do you think is the origin of this little monk! Why does that old monk Baiyun seem to respect him so much!"

On the side, Ye Zhiqiu with the dog's tail grass in his mouth rubbed against Yan Chixia's side, and asked curiously.

"I don't know, but this monk is very powerful!"

Yan Chixia glanced at Ye Zhiqiu who was beside her, took two steps, and then took a gulp of strong wine down her throat.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? My Tiangang Wulihuo was wiped out by him with a single shout. Isn't this amazing?"

Ye Zhiqiu curled his lips, then leaned over silently.

"Brother Yan, the Black Mountain old demon is coming, when should we run away!"