I practice ruthless way

The moonlight was bright and clear, making the drop of blood oozing from Yan Wushu's throat even more bright.

The mountain wind was noisy, the robes were flying, the man in black was a sword away from the man in white, the sword body was pitch black, not even a little bit of moonlight could be seen.

At this moment, Yan Wushu let go of all his defenses. If Xiao Man exerted a little more strength, the Jian Hongchen in his hand could easily pass through his throat.

And Yan Wushu's eyes also said, then come and kill him.

Xiao Man didn't move.

Killing Yan Wushu is indeed the best solution, but can killing Yan Wushu complete his way?Not to mention Ruoyan Wushu died in his hands, how would Gushan treat him?

So he didn't move.

The drop of blood slid down the neck, dripped into the collar, and disappeared.

At this moment, the side door of the temple was pushed open with a creak, and a monk holding a Buddhist bead came out and recited a Buddhist name: "Amitabha."

He is the abbot of the Jokhang Temple.

His pace seemed to be slow, but he reached the two of them in an instant.

Xiao Man was stunned, then retracted his sword, turned around and saluted him: "Abbot."

The abbot looked at the two of them, his face was compassionate, and he sighed softly: "Mr. Ling Guang, Your Highness, why bother?"

Xiao Man pursed his lips and remained silent.Yan Wushu stretched out his hand to touch his neck, bent his eyes and smiled, took half a step forward, blocked Xiao Man behind, and said to the abbot, "It's just a joke, abbot don't need to worry."

Then he glanced at Xiao Man with a smile, and changed the subject: "Little Phoenix came here for the same purpose as me. The abbot came out to check on the two of us, so he must have a clue."

The abbot saw that they didn't talk much, so he didn't ask any more questions, and made a "please" gesture, and said: "This place is not a place for conversation, please come with me, both of you."

Then he followed the abbot to the Zen room and sat down on the futon.

What happened in the secret place of Juling Mountain has been spread in the rivers and lakes. The Jokhang Temple has heard about it, but they don’t know much about the inside story. After hearing what Yan Wushu said, they knew the importance of this matter, so they didn’t go around the bush and said straight to the point:

"Back then, the Wushi Jingzong caused a great chaos in the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that the lives of the people were devastated. All the temples and sects joined forces to successfully crusade. After that battle, the Buddhist sects discussed and decided to transfer all the scriptures and scriptures related to the Wushi Jingzong. The exercises are all burned to prevent future generations from contacting and going astray, so what I know is not much more than you."

At this point, the abbot showed a mournful expression, and after shaking his head, he changed the topic: "But Wushi Jingzong and Wuji Temple had a good relationship back then, and Wuji Temple is located in the south of Xuantian Continent. Going there, maybe we can find some clues."

It can be regarded as being guided, Yan Wushu thanked the abbot.

Xiao Man sat on the futon without moving, fixed his eyes on the abbot, and asked: "One more thing, how much does the abbot know about the destruction of Zen?"

"Zen Buddhism was destroyed ten years ago." The abbot recited "Amitabha Buddha" again, "It was destroyed by the enemies. I heard that the scene was miserable."

"Zen Buddhism once kept a Buddhist altar, which sealed Fuzhu who was forced to fall into the devil... that's it." Xiao Man got up and went to the door, and called Atu who was sniffing flowers in the courtyard, and brought him to the abbot, " Has the abbot heard of this matter?"

The abbot was shocked: "What?" Then he stood up from the futon and saluted Fuzhu: "You are the legendary deer Fuzhu? I'm sorry."

Ah Tu flicked his tail, indicating that there is no need to be polite.

"This is really unheard of." After sitting down again, the abbot looked at Xiao Man and said, "Fuzhu is a divine deer, if it falls into a demon...it will do great harm. The Buddhist altar that seals it, if it is kept by the Zen sect, must pass by The temples discussed it. But in my memory, this has never happened." Then he looked at Fuzhu, said "Amitabha", and asked respectfully, "Do you have any memories of that time?"

Fuzhu shook his head.

Xiao Man explained: "While the demonic nature of its body was removed, it also lost its relevant memories."

"Perhaps it was a decision made a long time ago." Yan Wushu said.

The abbot said: "There should be records, I'll check."

"I'm with you." Xiao Man stood up with the abbot.

Yan Wushu knew that he was deliberately avoiding him, sighed in his heart, and didn't follow him.

"Mr. Lao Lingguang is waiting here for a moment." Before leaving the door, the abbot said to Yan Wushu.

Yan Wushu smiled: "The abbot has worked hard."

The abbot of the Jokhang Temple and Xiao Man left the meditation room one after the other and went to the library.It was a place that Xiao Man used to go to frequently, and he ran up and down several floors, so the abbot didn't shy away from him.

The moon shadow outside shifted, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard were quiet. The abbot walked in front of Xiao Man holding a Buddhist bead, turned around the long corridor, and said in a low voice, "But I haven't seen you in ten years. Your Highness has reached the Taixuan Realm. Congratulations."

"It's not a happy event." Xiao Man lowered his eyes, and his tone was flat.

The abbot said again: "Your Highness is not the same as before."

Xiao Man: "Everyone changes."

Hearing this, the abbot couldn't help but shook his head, his heart remained unchanged: "Your Highness has something on his mind, why don't you speak it out, and find a solution together with Ling Guang-jun?"

"..." Xiao Man hesitated for a moment before saying, "You can't say it."

"Why not?" the abbot asked.

"No one will believe you if you tell me." Xiao Man replied with his eyes closed.

The abbot smiled: "You have to say it before you can judge."

When they arrived at Zangshu Pavilion, the two of them searched here for half a night without talking about anything else, and went through the files from the beginning of the founding of Zen Buddhism until ten years ago, but found that there was no such record.

So far, the problem has been explained.

Xiao Man thanked the abbot and left.

He still didn't want to be with Yan Wushu, so he asked the abbot to tell Yan Wushu the results of their search today, but he didn't expect to see someone leaning under a tree just as he turned out of the building.

This man with black clothes and silver hair stood under the shadow of the tree, playing with the folding fan in his hand, when he saw Xiao Man coming out, he strode towards him.

"You can tell from your expression that this search has not yielded much." Yan Wushu said, "But if it is not found, it is also a kind of search."

Xiao Man stood still, turned his head to look at Yan Wushu, and asked, "Did you know about this in advance?"

"I don't know." Yan Wushu shook his head, "I haven't been to Buddhism in these years, and the person responsible for investigating this matter is Yuan Qu."

Then he tapped his head with the folding fan, and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect that these two things might be connected."

Yan Wushu is so clever, when Xiao Man brought up the altar, he thought of the reason for asking this question.Xiao Man's string of Buddhist beads turned red for the first time after the altar incident, and the second time it turned red was when someone in the secret realm of Juling Mountain tried to invite back the Red Flame Emperor Buddha.In this way, how can these two things not be connected?

"It's a pity that my son doesn't remember what happened back then." Yan Wushu sighed.

Xiao Man said lightly: "Those memories, it's a good thing not to remember them."

At night, the sky is dark, the birds are still sleeping peacefully on the trees, and the insects are also sleeping, and there is no sound inside or outside the Jokhang Temple.The moon had passed the mid-heaven early, hanging in the west, half covered by a cloud, and a little less clear.

Xiao Man cast a glance towards the sky, flicked his sleeves lightly, raised his feet forward, and left the Jokhang Temple.

The abbot gave a clue, and now he is going to Wuji Temple.Yan Wushu followed behind him.

The two were extremely fast, and they walked out of the mountain where the Jokhang Temple was located in the blink of an eye, and walked to another one.

In the jungle, there were two cats fighting each other, biting each other and rolling off the stone. Unexpectedly, after landing, they started to lick each other's fur.Yan Wushu kept this process in his eyes, turned his head to look at Xiao Man, and said quietly: "Little Phoenix, since you don't like me, you want to cut off the fate, but you refuse to kill me..."

"I have my own way." Xiao Man interrupted him coldly.Going to Wuji Temple right now, he was destined to be with this person, so he decided to endure.

Yan Wushu immediately asked: "What method?"

"If I tell you, will you stop me?" Xiao Man asked back.

"Of course..." Yan Wushu deliberately dragged his tone, and waited for Xiao Man to raise his eyes to look at him before he finished with a smile: "Yes."

Xiao Man: "..."

Xiao Man said coldly: "But you didn't stop me from killing you."

"I know you can't do it." Yan Wushu lowered his eyes, then lifted them up, and said softly, "You can't do it, you have me in your heart."

Xiao Man couldn't help but stop, his pitch-black eyes reflected the stars and moonlight, looking extremely bright: "You follow the way of heaven like this?"

"Of course it depends on what Tiandao is doing." Yan Wushu said with a smile.

Hearing what he said, Xiao Man turned his head and continued walking.

But on the road ahead, at some point, an extra person appeared.

This is a thin old man, dressed in ordinary civilian clothes, sitting on the bluestone blocking the road, holding a knife in his hand, and drinking with his head up.

Some of the wine was spilled out, and the smell wafted into the wind, very strong.

His aura is unrestrained, his realm is high and deep, it should be above Taixuan, in the holy realm of Taiqing.

In today's Xuantian Continent, there are only a handful of people in the Holy Land of Taiqing, and it is not easy to meet them on the side of the road.Although this person didn't even look at them, Xiao Man had an intuition that the visitor was not kind.

Yan Wushu's expression changed, he pulled Xiao Man behind him, and grabbed the sword with his backhand.

"South Sea Sword Master." Yan Wushu whispered his name.

The other party emptied the jug and threw it backwards. When it broke, he raised his eyelids, stared at Yan Wushu and said, "Gushan Lingguang Lord."

Yan Wushu pulled out a sword flower, and the sword master stood up from the blue stone, with a bit of a sigh in his smile: "Ten years ago, this old man received a secret report saying that the Northern Kingdom sent you to kill this old man."

"The intelligence network in the Southern Kingdom is good." Yan Wushu raised his eyebrows lightly.

The sword in the sword master's hand has no sheath, and anyone can see the sharpness of the blade.With a twist of his wrist, the blade deflected off the moonlight, sharp and dazzling:

"Since then, the old man has felt that you are not ordinary. You are only in the upper realm of the mysterious. Why were you sent to kill the old man? Then I checked some things about you and learned about your unknown past. You are an assassin and are proficient in assassination. , learned all the sword skills of Gushan, and even most of the sword skills in the world, very strong."

Yan Wushu was not modest: "Thank you for the compliment."

Unexpectedly, the sword master showed a little dissatisfaction when he heard his answer like this: "For the past ten years, this old man has been sharpening his sword, hoping to have a fight with you. Now that the sword formation is complete, but I can't wait for you. Just find it."

While speaking, the sword sage raised his sword, and when the voice fell, his body swept away, and the light of the sword flashed out, pointing at Xiao Man!

Yan Wushu never expected him to do this, his face darkened, he turned around in a wrong step, and slashed his sword sharply.

when!

The swords collided and made harsh noises.

Yan Wushu squinted his eyes, with the long sword resting on the saber in the sword master's hand, staring at his eyes close at hand, and said coldly: "You are a Taiqing after all, and I am the one who wants to kill you, and it has nothing to do with him. Why did he start?"

"I'll kill you, or on the way to kill you, he will definitely report to you Gushan." The sword sage said indifferently, "If your Gushan sends out the Gushan Sword Formation, I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with it."

"It's really justified." Yan Wushu said.After finishing speaking, he retreated quickly, took Xiao Man with him, and planned to leave from here.

Dao Sheng is a practitioner of the Taiqing Holy Land, recognized as the number one in the world.

A few days ago, Yan Wushu, who had never been in the secret realm of Juling Mountain, would have the strength to fight against the sword saint, but right now he has not fully recovered his exhausted spiritual power, so it is really not easy to fight against this kind of person.

But is it easy to escape under the nose of the Taiqing sage?But seeing the toes of the saber sage touch the void, the long saber stood up, and several shadows appeared from one person, each shadow dropped the saber down, forming a saber array in an instant, besieging Yan Wushu and Xiao Man!

The night is deep, the wind is heavy, and the shadows in the forest are chaotic.Yan Wushu and Xiao Man drew their swords at the same time, but this formation was weird, they used several swords in a row, not only could not find any openings, but they were forced to retreat step by step.

The two were trapped in the knife array, each holding a sword, back to back.

"What a powerful knife array." Yan Wushu gave a "tsk" and couldn't help admiring.

Xiao Man frowned: "In the past ten years, you have not gone south to kill him?"

"Two years ago, I raised the wounds left by my people on Xueyi Peak." Yan Wushu sighed with some regret, "Later, I thought about it, I just promised the emperor to help him kill the sword master, and I didn't say anything. When to kill, you also know that I have always been at odds with him, and I have been staying in Gushan by recuperating."

Xiao Man: "..."

Hearing what the two said, the sword master laughed: "If you came to Nanhai to look for me a few years ago, you might have a chance to kill me. But now, my sword formation has been completed, and you can't kill me."

"The tone is not small." Yan Wushu also laughed, "All martial arts in the world have their flaws, and between the martial arts and the martial arts, there must be two kinds of ones that complement each other. How can you be sure that I can't break your formation?"

"You are very powerful, and your words are right." Dao Sheng said, "But there are many martial arts in the world, and the one that can beat me, you will definitely not be able to."

Yan Wushu made a wrong step, moved Xiao Man to a relatively safe position, resisted the sword master's attack with his own strength, and at the same time said "oh" with great interest: "Since the sword master is so sure, can you tell me? "

He deliberately talked to the sword saint more, so as to delay the time, so that he could find the loophole, or Xiao Man could find the loophole.

But the sword sage knew this, so he talked more with Yan Wushu. He looked at these two people with the eyes of dead people.The sword master said generously: "It's your Gushan's swordsmanship—but you don't know how to do it." His words were very confident.

"So Gushan still has a sword technique that I don't know?" Yan Wushu pretended to be surprised.

The Sword Master laughed and said, "The sword art is called Jun Bubu."

"I've never heard of it—I don't know which peak of my lonely mountain this is?" Yan Wushu had a faint smile on his lips. From top to bottom, fall hard.

boom--

Yan Wushu used ten percent of his strength in an attempt to cut off the sword array, and the sword energy gushed out like a torrent, shaking the whole mountain.Rocks and sand flew from the sky and the ground, and the birds and beasts in the forest frightened away, but the formation remained motionless and continued to circulate.

"Which peak is not important." The saber saint was also in the saber formation, and he passed the saber in his hand horizontally, diagonally inwards, and slashed Yan Wushu's chest. This set of swordsmanship. But your lonely mountain seems to have been there for hundreds of years, and no one has practiced the ruthless way—let alone you, Ling Guangjun, who is stumbling around in the world of mortals?"

"You will die today." He spoke confidently.

Yan Wushu didn't hide, if he did, Xiao Man would definitely be affected.He forcibly made this knife, and then followed the opponent's knife to strike back.

The intertwined arrays of knife light are bright golden, dazzling and dazzling, like daytime sunlight.While fighting with the Sword Saint, Yan Wushu calmly searched for the door in the formation and led Xiao Man there.

No matter how powerful the sword array is, no matter how powerful the swordsman is, there will be an end, but it is just a waste of words. As long as Xiao Man is sent out, he will not be afraid of being wasted by the sword saint.

He didn't care if the sword master said that there was only one kind of swordsmanship in the world that could break his sword array.As long as he is patient enough and careful enough to find out the flaws in the knife array, he can break them.

If one sword does not break, then there will be ten thousand swords.

But Xiao Man didn't follow Yan Wushu's footsteps. Instead of retreating, he took a step forward after hearing the sword master's words, saw Hong Chen in his hand, and slashed towards the sword array at a tricky angle.

Xiao Man has been reading books on Xueyi Peak in his last life, and he has read all the sword skills of every peak in Gushan, and he has never heard of it.

In this life, Shen Juan and Shen Jiankong gave him many sword manuals, but none of them have this one, but the sword technique he learned at the beginning is unknown.He wasn't quite sure if it was the King of Swords that the Sword Master was talking about, but if he said ruthlessly——

He thought he might try it.

When the sword master saw him draw the sword, there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and he didn't take it seriously.

This gave Xiao Man an opportunity.

There was a cold light in Xiao Man's eyes, and there was no trace of emotion on his beautiful face. He had practiced Wuming swordsmanship for ten years, and his moves were extremely fast and stable, but seeing the sword light together, he had already used a complete move.

Wuming's swordsmanship takes a bitter path, and his sword intent is extremely cold. What kind of a sword master is a person, since he proposed it, he has naturally seen it before.Seeing Xiao Man's move, he was horrified, and the blade deflected, slashing Xiao Man's back heart!

There was another deep "Dang" sound, and the sword in Yan Wushu's hand collided with the knife master's knife.

But at this time, Xiao Man's one move, Mi Mi Dao Guang was severed to create a gap, and the golden light of the formation surged out like a burst embankment.

Xiao Man succeeded.The formation that even Yan Wushu couldn't shake was broken by him.

But Yan Wushu's expression was ugly.