Is the little monk enlightened today?

Lian Wu hurriedly wiped the sweat from her brow, and asked, "Do you know how the Western Regions got the Cangshui Moonstone?"

"I don't know yet, but I came here in a hurry after hearing about it." The bookmaker moved his ass back, and there was some doubt on his simple and honest face: "Today's Central Plains martial arts scene is so big, is this also going to the Western Regions? Just now How do you explain the provocation that Master Shushan said?"

"Feng Xuanzi from the medical school was kidnapped a while ago, and the 72 sects of the Western Regions left their totem imprints, intending to declare war on the martial arts in the Central Plains, and their purpose should also be for the Stone of Water in the Floating Cloud Conquerment."

The bookmaker nodded, took out the key and opened his iron basket. Everyone thought there was some treasure inside, but when they stretched out their heads, they found booklets one after another, full of things that would not be buried by time. Handwriting is the life of a bookmaker.

"I don't know if I can take a look at the Floating Clouds? Let me pass on the legend of the Excalibur to the world forever?"

Back then, Kun En intentionally concealed the Floating Cloud Sign, but failed to let future generations record it in time, and several existing manuscripts are also incomplete. If this trip can add to the incompleteness, it will be a beautiful thing.

You Fan generously took off the scabbard, only to see the divine sword in his hand, and a silver light flashed in an instant, like a picture of the same brilliance.

Yu Gui's thoughts were always on the little monk, now he looked closely at the Floating Cloud Sign, and saw a crystal-clear object under the hilt of the sword, and asked, "Is this the stone of the deep water you mentioned?"

The calligrapher nodded, stopped talking, swiped the pen and finished it in one go, while reading and writing carefully, the page was filled with words in a short time, it was really written in one stroke, without interruption, it can be seen that this humanistic talent is outstanding in the world, and he is indeed a rare talent in the Confucian world.

"Thank you."

"You are Welcome."

The bookmaker put away the booklet, locked it again, and looked like he was about to set off again with the iron basket on his back. Lian Wu couldn't help asking, "Where are you going?"

"Continue heading west."

"We are also going to the Western Regions to rescue Feng Xuanzi, why not go together?"

Lianwu originally invited him out of good intentions, and couldn't bear him to walk alone, but he shook his head without even thinking about it: "The bookmaker has always walked alone, I can't rely on it to become sick, and I may not be able to go on in the future. Where is life? Let’s meet again, if we meet again in the Western Regions in the future, it won’t be too late to go together.”

Those who went walked steadily, as if without any emotion, and the back with the iron basket on their backs gradually went away, looking very lonely under the brilliance, but it was difficult to hide their childlike feelings.

Bing Jiang sighed, and said, "It's been many years, I never expected him to show such a temper."

Lian Wu pressed his hand, and said sadly: "This is the bookmaker!"

After a night of dreaming, there is endless wind and sunshine.Passing through the oasis in the desert, you can have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery in front of you, but ten miles away, in a deserted pavilion, there seems to be a sudden and dangerous atmosphere.

I could only hear the vicissitudes of the old woman's accent saying: "No one who comes, no one who goes back."

You Fan is the person here who knows the Western Regions best. There are a lot of gods and ghosts in these places. He didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he hurriedly stepped forward and cupped his hands and said: "I don't want to offend, I just want to save my friends, and I hope seniors can do it." Convenient door."

As soon as the words fell, a roar of tigers came from the depths of the jungle, and suddenly a big white tiger jumped out from the right side of the crowd, with sharp claws swooping, scaring many people.

"Ow!"

The shape of this big white tiger is unusually huge, its fangs have grown to its cheeks, and the character Wang on its head is so deep that it makes people want to back away when they see it.

The old man suddenly called out: "Hu'er, come here, don't hurt anyone."

Just now, the strange beast obediently crawled at the old man's feet, allowing him to stroke his big head, but his eyes were still staring at everyone.

The team of hundreds of people did not dare to speak anymore, their steps were suddenly in a dilemma, and suddenly they heard a big tiger roaring, the west wind suddenly picked up, the old woman waved her hand, and the gusts of wind flashed by, and in a moment, everyone's acupuncture points were touched , only You Fan was hesitating.

"This……"

"Don't worry, I've stopped killing people long ago, and they will recover on their own after I finish talking with you."

Immediately, the old woman came silently, and this inaudible aura made people panic even more. Although You Fan possessed peerless martial arts, he was still afraid in the face of these senior figures, so he couldn't help but reach out to hold his back. When she raised her head again, the old woman had already arrived, but she was confronted by an ugly ghost-like skin, which made the young monk take several steps back unconsciously.

"rude!"

"I I I I..."

The old woman's face was full of grooves, like wrinkles accumulated over the years, and scars caused by injuries. Only the pair of yellow eyes were clearly visible in the vertical and horizontal, which was extremely scary.

"You don't need to worry about the old man's appearance, but this trip to the Western Regions may kill you!"

"Senior..." The little monk hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed his head, and asked in puzzlement, "Senior has repeatedly blocked me. I don't know what the intention is?"

There seemed to be some sadness hidden in the old woman's words, she said: "If you can return here, my intention will not exist."

"The head of the medical sect of my Central Plains Wulin was taken captive, and I am the one who will take over as the next leader. I have the obligation to help the medical sect rescue him."

"Hmph, compared to his life, you shouldn't worry about your own life? If the Stone of Water in the Floating Cloud Conquest is taken away, there will be endless disasters, and you will become a blood sacrifice. For someone who has nothing to do with it, is it worth it?"

You Fan patted his head pretending to be thinking, nodded and said: "If the person you like is involved, it can't be irrelevant."

With a backhand, he unsheathed the Excalibur on his back.

Swipe your hand and stroke the long sword, look up at the floating cloud sign!

"Senior Kun En warned me before his death that if you want to inherit the divine sword, you will be responsible for your karma. When I took this sword, everything was already on my shoulders. Brings on other evils. Why don't I eradicate the first evil with my own hands when it comes?"

"Hmph, you are so young, your tone is really not small."

The tiger behind responded with a long roar.

"Amitabha, I will definitely end this period of karma completely. At that time, even if I want to die, I will be fearless."

"If your life is gone, how can you stay with the person in your heart for a lifetime?"

"Sometimes it is very heroic to sacrifice one's life for righteousness." The little monk bared his teeth and smiled: "But I will definitely live well and not leave him alone. For the same reason, I also want this martial arts to be well and not let him worry about it. .”

The old woman stood up, reached out to pick up the prayer beads he was wearing, and then sighed: "It shouldn't be a bad thing for Fuyun to have you."

After a while, the old woman took out two gold pouches from her sleeve: "You can only open them when you are in desperate situation."

"Thank you senior."

Although he didn't know why this woman would block the way here, You Fan felt that she didn't harm his mind, so he quickly bowed his hands and thanked him. Another roar of tigers passed through, and the fog and mist suddenly appeared in front of him, and the westerly wind blew up again. , Hundreds of people opened their acupoints, but there were no traces of the woman and the big white tiger around.

"You Fan!"

Yu Gui immediately rushed up to ask him about his situation, fearing that he would be hurt, the little monk slapped his chest and said, "Don't worry, we've met an expert to guide us, it's not a ghost killing us."

"What happened just now?"

"nothing."

Yu Gui frowned, this was the first time the little monk had concealed something, he was not angry but anxious, for fear that this person would take all the consequences on himself.

"Monks don't tell lies, have you forgotten?"

"Hmph, you are just a fake monk now, don't fool me with this!"

"If you believe me, you are not fooling me."

While the two were still eyeing each other, Gu Yan began to cover his face with a fan and flirt: "It's obviously a battle of more than 100 people, it seems that we can't have names, isn't it fair?"

It's just that this remark offended Yu Zijin, so in exchange for this disgusting sentence: "I can carve one for you with a knife!"

"No, no, the heroic appearance of Hunyuanshuique, let others appreciate it."

The group of people packed up their minds and moved forward in a mighty manner, crossing the mountains and crossing the oasis non-stop, and finally arrived at the tribe of the Western Regions - the capital of Shan Huan.

This is the head of the most grand tribe in the Western Regions. There are dozens of cities connected one after another, which brings together the customs of the famous ethnic groups in the Western Regions. The special architectural symbols form a unique scenery on the grassland. Looking around, the huge single They are all filled with grandeur, and the prosperity inside may not be lost in the Central Plains.

There were still local soldiers conducting surveys between the trips. Seeing so many people coming, they were a little panicked for a while. The sound alarmed the troops stationed nearby, and they all pointed their spears at each other, for fear that they might have some ulterior secrets. .

It’s just that the two sides couldn’t understand each other, the local Hu soldiers chattered a lot, but what they got in exchange was a hundred-fold ignorant greeting from the people in the martial arts: Why are they talking like this? ? ?

Fortunately Shan Duzhu came quickly, he saw that the people were not dressed as soldiers from the Central Plains, so he stopped being hostile. After some understanding, he finally understood their purpose.

"The Xiaozhu of the 72 sect is the brother of Shan Duzhu. I don't know what the people in the Central Plains Wulin want to do with him?"

A Fang said angrily: "It's because you guys tied Feng Xuanzi!"

After hearing this, Lord Shandu came to his senses, and said, "Feng Xuanzi is fine at the moment, he is resting in the city, everyone can stay in Shandu, and the 72 sect will definitely come to visit in a few days. At that time, the two parties will sit down to discuss, and this matter will be decided." There will be good results."

After all, the owner of Shandu even made a 'please' gesture, as if the meaning was intriguing.

There are more than a hundred people in the Central Plains Wulin, and there is not enough inn for them to stay. Shan Duzhu has already arranged a place for them to stay, and also sent a lot of meals.

In order to prevent things from going wrong, Du Yuxie tested everything with a silver needle, and A Fang prepared medicine for the big guy to carry with him. No matter whether the other party has tampered with it or not, vigilance is essential.

Three days after arriving, the weather was sunny and sunny without any dark clouds. At most, it was because the people of the Western Regions were curious about the martial arts in the Central Plains. Every time they went out, they would be surrounded and watched several times.