The Prince and the Demon Monk [Rebirth]

Because of this accident, Liang Cheng's movements were a bit sluggish. Guituo seized the opening and was about to break through, but a single thought would not let him succeed. Hold Liang Cheng, beat down Guituo, then embrace Liang Cheng, unabated, draw the sword out of its sheath, pour in true energy, an ordinary iron sword suddenly overflows with sharp edge, like a heavy lotus blooming layer by layer , Qingguangxiujie, but contains a domineering domineering force, with the momentum of rocks and mountains, Guituo was buried layer by layer, and he could no longer move.

Guituo lay on the ground in embarrassment, swallowing the fishy sweetness in his mouth, and when he raised his head, his throat met the cold sword tip. Agitated by the true energy just now, the blade was still buzzing, blood could be seen at any time.

He looked up along the clear and bright sword body, and the person holding the sword looked indifferent, like a towering god and Buddha, looking down on all living beings, neither happy nor angry, looking at him as if looking at an ant.

Who is this person?

With his kung fu, no one is invincible among the first-class masters in the Central Plains. This man has made him unable to fight back in a few rounds. Looking at his martial arts moves, there are traces of Zen Buddhism, but he has never heard of Zen Buddhism. When did the younger generation of lay disciples produce such a master.

Without waiting for him to guess, a clear but condensed voice asked: "You are the monk who followed behind just now."

Guituo looked at the pale young man beside Yi Nian, and said, "That's right, Master Shanjian had doubts about the identities of the two of you, so he asked the poor monk to follow you, but we didn't have any malicious intentions, it was just to confirm the two of you." Are you really leaving?"

What he said was frank, but Liang Cheng didn't know how to interrogate him. What's more, after the blow just now, although Liang Cheng was not injured, his limbs began to feel cold. However, he was afraid of being used by the opponent, so Liang Cheng had no choice but to do nothing. , and continued to ask: "I look at your moves, but you don't have a trace of Buddhist martial arts. Your true energy is sinister and not righteous, and you don't see half of the integrity and harmony of Zen. Who are you kindly, and why are you pretending to be a Buddhist?"

"I am indeed a fake monk," Guituo said very cleverly, "I don't know if the good view is true or not. I just take money from others and work for others. As for the purpose of the buyer, it is not trivial. Can talk too much."

Liang Cheng couldn't ask any more questions, and at this moment he had been silent for a while and asked, "Who are you blood arhats?"

"What?" Gui Tuo didn't check for a while, showing a trace of panic, and immediately pretended to be calm and said: "Blood Arhat betrayed Buddhism 15 years ago. relation?"

Liang Cheng had also heard of the name Blood Arhat, but he didn't know much about the bloody storm back then. Seeing Yi Nian, he seemed to be very concerned about this old case, so he couldn't help guessing the reason.

As a result, he struck out without warning at the next moment, the sword flower flickered slightly, and before Guituo could scream, the tendon in his right hand was cut off.

"What's your relationship with Blood Arhat?" Yi Nian pointed the sword at Gui Tuo's left wrist, and asked again, his expression was calm, his eyelids were slightly closed, and he didn't blink, which made people feel frightened for no reason.

Guituo couldn't help inhaling, and even tried to argue and struggle, but his left hand was cut off directly and flew into the slush, fresh.The moment the blood spurted out, Yi Nian's sword vibrated, and the scarlet that flew towards them splashed back again, pouring over Guituo's head and face. terrible.

"I really don't know, knight, spare me, the little one doesn't know anything!"

Liang Cheng had never seen a scene of torture to extort a confession, and felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, he looked away and didn't dare to look again, but he knew that this was not the time to practice women's benevolence, so he didn't make a sound to stop him.

Another wailing came, but it was much weaker. Liang Cheng heard Yi Nian's voice calmly, "The lightness kung fu you used is exactly the blood shadow ghost step created by the blood arhat after he betrayed Buddhism. Since his death, It has been lost, how did you practice it, this footwork will look like a ghost after you practice it, without a trace, if it is not for your lack of skill, I am afraid I will not be able to catch you."

Guituo saw that he couldn't hide anymore, so he stopped pretending, "Who are you? This method has obviously changed, how can you tell, why do you know so clearly?!"

The corner of Yi Nian's mouth curled up, a red glow flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared again in a moment, his wrist turned slightly, the tip of the sword pointed at Guituo's right ankle, and he whispered softly: "If you don't confess again, wait for me to kill you." Use all your limbs, and then lose your strength, and you will become a complete useless person."

"If you tell me everything I know, will you let me go?!"

Yi Nian smiled like a spring breeze, "Not only will I let you go, but I can also connect your right hand tendon back."

"Okay, let me say!" Guituo no longer hesitated, and now he can only gamble that he can do what he says with a single gamble, "After the bloody Arhat was slaughtered, his three disciples changed their names to Xuetu, Daotu and Huotu. Feign death and hide outside the customs, and set up another sect."

"Santu sect." Yi Nian said calmly, "So it's Santu sect, huh."

This "huh" sounded harmless, but Guituo shivered violently. After he swallowed, he continued: "Eldest disciple Xuetu is the suzerain. I am Huo Tu You Dharma Protector's disciple, good opinion is the identity of my master in the Central Plains to facilitate things."

"Three years after the establishment of the Santu Sect, the power gradually grew outside the pass, and they wanted to return to the Central Plains. However, the Central Plains martial arts were xenophobic. In order to win a place, they surrendered to the Fourth Prince. This Mingguang Temple is the secret stake of the Santu Sect in the Central Plains. .”

At this moment, Liang Cheng spoke up, and deliberately said contemptuously: "How can the fourth prince see a small force outside the customs?"

"Young Xia doesn't know that Huo Tu has the means to control those women who come to ask for children. Through these means, he controls more than half of Anhui's officialdom. Just what means, I really don't know."

The guess in Liang Cheng's heart was confirmed, and his heart was even worse. He suppressed the discomfort in his body and signaled to Yi Nian: "Senior Brother, Madam Yuan..."

As soon as he realized it, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, said "one touch every day", and together with Liang Cheng, started his lightness kung fu and rushed back to Mingguang Temple.

Guituo caught the small porcelain bottle, he really didn't believe that there could be a plaster to bring back the Tesuji, but he had no other choice but to resign himself to fate.

It should be said that although he has some feelings for the Santu sect, it is not to the point where he would never regret it. For a martial arts practitioner, abolishing all his martial arts is not the same as killing him.

Back then, the village where he grew up was burned, killed and plundered by the Turks. In order not to starve to death outside the pass, he entered the Santu sect. Many boys in the same period were abused by the elders of the sect.Fortunately, he had good aptitude, so he was picked out by Huotu and became his disciple. Because of his cleverness and ability to show his loyalty, he soon became Huotu's favorite disciple.

It's not easy to practice to such a level, this battle, I'm afraid they will fall into the second-rate, damn it, one day he Guituo will make those two people suffer so much that they will die without a place to die!