Chapter 10 Chapter Nine Gods and Demons

That is a very sad legend. Legend has it that on Huangquan Road, after passing Naihe Bridge, there is a pavilion called "Mengpo Pavilion". According to legend, the Meng Po Pavilion is in charge of an old woman named "Meng Po" with a gloomy appearance. According to legend, Po Meng's job is to drink "Po Meng tea" for the ghosts of hell who are rushing to reincarnate and pass by here. According to legend, this cup of Mengpo tea tastes nothing more than sour and salty, just like human affairs, sour and salty. Legend has it that as long as the ghost drinks three cups of Mengpo tea, all the grievances and hatreds in the previous life will be forgotten.

Legend has it that these ghosts will then be confused and fall into the "six cycles of reincarnation". Legend has it that after going through the six realms of reincarnation, a person will fall to the ground, forget the past, and be reborn. Legend has it that someone in this rolling world has also made "Mengpo tea." someone said: Black is a very strong force. In the field of darkness, you can never imagine how deep it is, and where the end of darkness is. Therefore, the true strength of Hei is simply impossible to estimate and unfathomable! However, some people disagree.

This person thinks: Bai is the strongest! Because in the field of white, you can imagine and shape as much as you want in a blank space. It is not as solid and rigid as black. You can add various colorful colors to white, and even black, with the power of black. Therefore, white contains black, everything in the world, and all thoughts. He thinks that Bai is the strongest, and is said to be the "Master of True Virtue". Inside, it was a blank white. This is a very strange little room. This small room is very square, with a door on one wall, and the left and right walls of the door are filled with countless Buddhist scriptures. The other high wall opposite the door has nothing, just a white wall.

The most special thing about this small room is that everything in it is white. The door is white, the scriptures are written in white, the low table placed in the center of the small room is white, and even the monk sitting cross-legged on the table is dressed in plain white cassock! This monk seems to be nearly thirty years old, with a pair of long eight-character eyebrows, giving him a look of compassion, but his eyes are full of helplessness. He didn't close his eyes and recite scriptures like ordinary monks. Instead, he opened his eyes and stared at the tall white wall in front of him blankly.

Because he firmly believes that only white can be close to "nothing"; only nothing can be close to "Buddha"; only "Buddha" can find the real "heart". Reciting Buddha is nothing more than reciting one's own mind, and one's own mind is the Buddha. This small room is exactly called "Xunxin Pavilion". Why does this monk seek his heart here? It's just because although he has a high moral character, he still can't overcome the helplessness in his own eyes, the helplessness towards the world... He is helpless, because there are too many tragic stories in the world, so many that even he is helpless...

He is helpless, because there are too many evildoers in the world, and the retribution is too slow... All his troubles are because of helplessness... "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when practicing the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, he can see that the five aggregates are empty, and he can overcome all sufferings... Therefore, we know that Prajna Paramita... can eliminate all sufferings, and it is true!" True? Amidst the peaceful chanting, the monk in plain white stopped abruptly! The word "Buxu" is his dharma name, but he didn't stop talking because he read the word, but because his heart suddenly moved!

Chanting scriptures is meant for meditation, so why is it difficult for him to control himself at this moment?Why is he moved? But seeing his eyes closed which had not been closed for a long time, his brows were pressed down with worry, and he murmured in a low voice, "Here we come." coming!For the past few days, he has been restless, and secretly has an ominous omen, but he can't figure out why. But at just a moment ago, he suddenly felt that this ominous omen had come, and it was still somewhere outside the door. somewhere dark. It felt so real, so terribly real, so terribly close to death!

What is it that is approaching him?is a person?Is it a thing?Or is it the soul?A desperate soul? While thinking about it, someone knocked on the door suddenly: "Master Wuxu!" It turns out that this monk dressed in plain white is the Master Fuxu of Miyin Temple and Huo Lie's best friend, Master Fuxu. So, Xunxin Pavilion is in Miyin Temple? Master Buxu replied: "The door is not locked, come in!" When the door opened, a young monk came in in a panic, almost fell to the ground, and when he saw the truth, he said: "Master Fuxu, a very scary young man came to the temple to see you, and he is in the main hall right now. waiting!"

Seeing that the little monk was so flustered, he wondered, "Oh, how scary is he?" "He..." The little monk swallowed his saliva, and replied anxiously: "As soon as he stepped into the temple garden, the little birds on the more than 20 big trees in the garden were frightened and flew into the sky, flying for half a day. It was also completely covered, and the temple garden was very dark..." The little monk, the life in the beginning of the chaos, seems to have never seen such a scene in his life, and he wants to continue to describe it, but he knows that although the visitor is a young man, his bearing can scare away all birds. Fan Xiang cut off the young monk's words and asked, "Did he tell his name?"

The little monk shook his head childishly, and replied, "No! He just gave me this note." As he spoke, he handed the note to Fuxu, still chattering incessantly: "I looked at his eyes, wow! For some reason, my whole body suddenly became cold, it was so scary..." The little monk wanted to describe the boy's eyes again, but he had already opened the note to take a closer look, and his calm face couldn't help but change! He saw that there was a shocking name written on the note, a name that had even been heard to be dead——Huo Jingjue! Miyin Temple is an ancient temple deep in the mountains, covering a very large area, and Foci Hall is the main hall in the temple. Since it is called the main hall, it is of course astonishingly large!

In the center of the back row of the Foci Hall, there is a golden Buddha of Sakyamuni enshrined, with hands in mudra, sitting cross-legged in a lotus, at least more than six feet high. On both sides of the Golden Buddha, there are eighteen arhats lined up, nine on each side, which makes the whole hall of Buddha's mercy look more solemn and solemn than the main hall of ordinary temples. It is said that Miyin Temple is the largest temple within a hundred li radius, and the rumors are true. Master Dukong is in charge, and he is also the brother of the well-known Master Fuxu, but everyone in the world knows that Master Fuxu has been extremely intelligent since he was a child. A solitary lamp seems to light up a little light for those living beings in the world who are busy and toiled all their lives. It's a pity that I still haven't been able to light a bright light for Bu Jingyun... At this moment, he was standing alone in an extremely dark corner of the hall, with a pair of cold eyes glowing white in the darkness, quietly looking at the gigantic Shakyamuni Buddha statue in front of him. The Buddha statue shows a very kind smile, as if he has understood the suffering of all beings, so he uses his smile to comfort the bewildered beings. However, in Bu Jingyun's eyes full of hatred and hatred, it was just the opposite. "It" laughed because "it" was too satisfied, "it" Too clear, "it" too proud! good!Let it be a generation of heroes, emperors and generals, fighting openly and secretly all their lives, fighting each other, claiming the title of king and emperor, and in the end, are they all unable to escape from the palm of "it"? Why doesn't "it" laugh? But Bu Jingyun wanted to escape from the palm of "it"! He was still all in black, but his body had grown a lot taller. It can be seen that a long time has passed since Huo Lie's tragic death. yes!It has been half a year. In the past six months, he has experienced too much... Since being pulled out of the gutter by the mysterious girl that night, Bu Jingyun went to the gutter to find Huo Lie's head after resting for a while, and later found the bodies of Ji Qian and Ji Nian in the mass grave of the Tianxiahui. Cremate, and then keep the ashes in three small containers, and wait for a chance to go out of the Tianxiahui to find Master Wuxu. Waited like this for half a year. But during this period, Bu Jingyun didn't just wait, because Xiongba had already started to pass on his "Cloud Pailing Palm", one of his three unique skills. In fact, Bu Jingyun didn't bother to practice this cloud palm technique, but he thought that in the future, he might be able to take Xiongba's life and counterattack himself with Xiongba's palm technique, so he practiced tirelessly every day, adding to his strength. In fact, his comprehension ability is extremely high, in less than three months, he has already grasped the whole set of cloud dispelling palm techniques thoroughly! It's unbelievably fast! At the beginning, he accepted Bu Jingyun as his apprentice, because of his cold and unique demeanor and his real name "Jingyun", he never considered Bu Jingyun's aptitude, and thought that the "Cloud Pailing Palm", one of the three masters, was his own. He has never learned all his life, even if he is talented in martial arts, it will take a year and a half to master the tricks of Paiyunzhang.Unexpectedly, Bu Jingyun is not only a material for martial arts, but also a rare material among strange materials. His progress is beyond Xiong Ba's expectations, and also beyond Qin Shuang's expectations. Qin Shuang never expected that this little junior brother would have such an amazing talent, and seeing that his bones are exquisite, if he continues to practice and absorb both internal and external, within a year, he is afraid that both internal strength and martial arts will be above him. However, Qin Shuang was very loyal by nature, he didn't mind or be wary at all, if Bu Jingyun's martial arts gradually improved, he might one day replace himself in the heart of his master.He thought in his heart that since he is a senior brother, he should devote himself wholeheartedly to helping his teacher teach his mentor and disciples to become talents. Although Qin Shuang's "Sky Frost Fist" and "Cloud Pailing Palm" are quite different, and the internal energy practiced by the two is also very different, but these two martial arts are both out of the powerful "Three Uniques" In the final analysis, the obstacles encountered during practice, and even the situation of becoming obsessed are exactly the same.Therefore, Qin Shuang was not stingy, and tried to tell Bu Jingyun his experience, hoping that he could avoid it. However, this little junior brother seems to be really cold. Even though he is eager to guide each other, Bu Jingyun remains expressionless and does not say a word. Since the two became senior brothers, Bu Jingyun has never said a word to him In other words, he doesn't seem to want to have feelings for him, or anyone else. Many maidservants in Tianxiahui are reluctant to step into the Fengyun Pavilion where Jin Jingyun lives. His cold and ruthless appearance makes them intimidated, and even the power of the tyrannical gang leader can't make them so chilling and fearful. Of course, due to gang rules, they were forced to take turns delivering meals to Bu Jingyun and taking care of trivial chores in the pavilion. Although Bu Jingyun was so frighteningly cold, sometimes Qin Shuang would occasionally catch a look of worry in his eyes. For such a cold boy, where did his anxiety come from?Qin Shuang was very curious! Xiongba doesn't pay attention to Bu Jingyun's worry like Qin Shuang, he only cares about Bu Jingyun's progress in martial arts. In addition to this disciple's extremely high comprehension ability, he quickly mastered the Paiyun Palm. When Xiongba was teaching Bu Jingyun's internal skills and mental skills, when he was competing with his two palms, he unexpectedly discovered that this child had three completely different true natures. The air is constantly flowing. One of the zhenqi is the weakest, it is the Paiyun Zhangjin, probably because the training time is still short. The other zhenqi is very deep. After practicing for a long time, this zhenqi still has a faint softness, which belongs to the authentic inner family zhenqi. As for the third way, it surprised Xiongba the most. It is believed that the days of practicing this way of true energy are a little shorter than that of the deep way of true energy, about a year behind, but this way of true energy is the strongest in Bu Jingyun's body Infuriating! Xiongba didn't know how to describe this zhenqi, but this zhenqi obviously carried a feeling of grief, as if there was a thousand stones of gunpowder built into Bu Jingyun's body, it was about to explode at the touch of a button, and its power was unpredictable. Qin Shuang thought that Bu Jingyun's martial arts would surpass him within a year, but Xiongba thought that the kid's martial arts had already surpassed his big disciple Qin Shuang. Why on earth did Bu Jingyun's true energy overflow with heart-wrenching grief?Xiongba didn't ask Bu Jingyun, he just pretended to be nonchalant and continued to teach him. Only Bu Jingyun knew in his heart that the deep and authentic zhenqi was the Huo family's unique internal strength, because the Huo family's swordsmanship has always been to save the world and help others, and it is gentle in both internal strength and swordsmanship. And that grief-stricken true energy stems from the "Unexplainable Grief" trick he secretly learned from the black-clothed uncle! He has already integrated the "Unexplainable Grief" sword technique, sword formula, and sword intent with his inner grief, and turned it into use, but he never thought that apart from the terrifying power of this move, every time he secretly practiced "Unexplainable Grief" At this time, a sorrowful true energy will be born in his body, and this sorrowful true energy will increase day by day as he continues to practice this sword technique hard. The sword technique created by the uncle in black is really unfathomable! Xiongba doesn't ask Bu Jingyun, because he understands too well that no matter how much he asks, he won't get the answer. Moreover, some people always have pasts that they don't want to bring up again. He only appreciates Bu Jingyun's "coldness". The word "Jingyun" in his name doesn't matter, as long as this son submits to him and runs for his life, he has achieved his main purpose of accepting him as a disciple. As for the mysterious true energy in his body, for Xiong Ba, he welcomes one more!Because he can appoint Bu Jingyun as the head coach sooner, and immediately go out to fight for him, to fight for the iron bucket, why not do it? Therefore, it has been less than four months since becoming Xiongba's disciple, but Bu Jingyun has been ordered to go to war again and again, and he returns triumphant every time. Because of this, this time he was finally appointed to attack a cottage two miles away from Miyin Temple. After the victory, Bu Jingyun took this opportunity to visit Master Fuxu before returning to Tianxiahui, in order to complete Huo Lie's mission. Last wish before death. It's really untimely, if he didn't join the Tianxiahui for revenge, how could he become a tool for revenge? Bu Jingyun was in a trance, when suddenly a trembling voice came from behind, "The benefactor..." It turned out to be the young monk who had reported the truth to him just now. Based on his voice, Bu Jingyun knew that he was standing far away. It seemed that this little monk was really afraid of getting close to him, maybe he was scared by his cold eyes and face just now!Gubu Jingyun didn't look back, it was not what he wanted to scare the little monk. It's just that the little monk didn't seem to understand his kindness. He didn't look back, and he panicked even more. It was very difficult to open his mouth: "Donor, it's true... Master... yes... please!" If the two extremes of black and white are mixed together, what are the consequences? If the god of death and the eminent monk confront each other, will there be struggle, understanding, or the helplessness of an old enemy? One black and one white, they have been sitting opposite each other in Xunxin Pavilion for a long time, even the little monk has already offered tea and left behind closed doors. The faint scent of tea permeated the entire white space. Bu Jingyun hadn't spoken since he came in, only staring fixedly at Master Buxu who was sitting at the other end of the table. Everything seems to be in charge, he and him, come and go, always still want to be the leader, how do the two feel? "You, are you Jingjue?" Master Fuxu was very surprised. He didn't expect that Huo Jingjue, who was said to have died tragically, was really cold as if he had no life, like a dead person. A dead person who was forgotten by Buddha and heaven for a long time. Bu Jingyun didn't answer, but slowly took out three utensils and put them on the table. Master Buxu glanced at them and couldn't help being surprised! These three are containers for ashes, but this is not the reason for his surprise, but the three names engraved on the containers respectively, which made him stay on the spot! These three names are Huo Jinian, Huo Jiqian and Huo Lie! Master Buxu stared blankly at the ashes of the three people, and after a while, he finally said sideways: "People are strong and horses are strong in the world, and killing Xiongba does not depend on the courage of a man. When he went, he came to ask I bid farewell, but unfortunately, no matter how much I persuaded him, he insisted on going his own way, unexpectedly...a farewell is an eternal farewell, alas..." At this point, Master Fuxu looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, his eyes flickered with light, to be honest, it was tears! what!Even the eminent monks who practiced also shed tears! Bu Jingyun stared silently, he didn't seem to laugh at the eminent monk's tears, on the contrary, his stern eyes unexpectedly revealed a rare color of appreciation. Is it because of tears because of love, he appreciates it well and has not forgotten friendship?Or did he never shed tears since he was a child, and he envied his tears? It's a pity that Master Buxu only focused on the ashes in front of him, and missed Bu Jingyun's rare expression after all. After a long time, he shifted his gaze to this dark young man, and said: "However, what surprised me the most is that Huo Lie once revealed to me that what his elder brother valued the most during his lifetime was the third son who was not born by him." I feel that this son has fully comprehended the Huo family's swordsmanship, but it is a pity that he was wiped out along with the fire of the Huo family. It is really unexpected that Huo Jingjue is still alive..." Buxu's voice paused for a while, after a little thought, he continued: "But, I still don't understand one thing, son, how can you take out the corpses of the three father and son in the world and cremate them again?" what!How come everyone has so many questions? So is Uncle in Black, so is Huo Lie, so is Master Buxu! But Bu Jingyun made an exception and answered his question, he said coldly: "Because, I am Xiongba's second disciple." His tone was extremely cold, as if revealing an extremely terrifying plan. Fuxu was extremely shocked, and said: "What? You are... Bu Jingyun, Xiongba's new disciple?" During these days, everyone in the Jianghu has heard that Xiongba has recruited a new disciple named Bu Jingyun who never smiles or cry! Huo Butian did not mention to Huo Lie that "Jingjue" was originally called "Jingyun", so he did not know that Xiongba's disciple Bu Jingyun was Huo Jingjue, a descendant of the Huo family. How could one not understand Bu Jingyun Jin's motivation to become Xiongba's disciple? This will be a crisis-ridden, bloody revenge kill! And the person who planned this sinister killing situation is the thirteen-year-old Bu Jingyun in front of him! He was the only mastermind and, perhaps, the poorest victim. Buxu couldn't help but gasped, and said: "Unexpectedly...you are...Bu Jingyun! Child, do you know... how dangerous you are?" Bu Jingyun nodded. "Then do you know that if this goes on...you will die?" That's right, it's a desperate plan to go deep into the enemy's line and try to take revenge with one's own strength! However, is "death" terrible?For Bu Jingyun, there is no joy in life, let alone death, what is there to fear?How can you be afraid of death? Master Buxu persuaded: "My child, listen to me, don't go back and take risks, just stay in Miyin Temple and live well!" Bu Jingyun shook his head. He said honestly: "I also understand that you are eager to take revenge, all because of a little filial piety, but your stepfather Huo Butianquan knows, and he would not want to see you die for his revenge, let alone see you go through such pain every day. I believe he also I hope you can grow up like an ordinary child, marry a wife and have children, live happily, forget all the misfortunes, sorrows and pains in the past, and spread the branches and leaves for the Huo family..." Master Buxu is right. Bu Jingyun also firmly believes that Huo Butian Ruoquan has knowledge, so he definitely does not want him to avenge him.Because Huo Butian had fulfilled his duties as a father before his death, and tried his best to change Bu Jingyun, hoping that he could spend his childhood happily like an ordinary child, so after his death, he would never want to see Bu Jingyun. To avenge him and suffer, to live in pain again in the dark abyss! However, even if he knew his intentions well, so what?How could Bu Jingyun forget the tragic scene when Huo Butian was beheaded by a bat that day? What's more, Huo Lie's head was cut off by himself, and he still remembered the blood dripping from Huo Lie's head like a spring. A lot of blood, a long way of blood... Scenes of old events woven with blood had already left an indelible blood mark on his heart, making him sink in the mud, making him unable to extricate himself, and making him never forget it for the rest of his life! Seeing that he was at a loss, he guessed: "You...can't forget?" Bu Jingyun looked blank and did not deny it. Buxu's eyes flickered, and he suddenly took out a small white silk box from the bookshelf beside him, and said: "If it's just because I can't forget, maybe I can help you with this matter." He opened the small white box, only to find a finger-sized pill in it. The color of this pill was extremely deep, and without hesitation, he put the pill into the cup of tea in front of Bu Jingyun, and the moment the pill touched the water, it melted like mist... He asked in vain: "Son, have you ever heard of 'Meng Po Tea'?" Meng po tea?What is this? He said: "It is said that Mengpo tea is only for the ghosts on the road to the Yellow Springs. After drinking Mengpo tea, the ghosts will forget all their past, and then reincarnate in the six realms, come to the world again, and be reborn! My teacher was the abbot of this Miyin Temple when he was alive. He is proficient in both Buddhism and medicine, he studied hard all his life, searched for thousands of different herbs, and finally realized a strange medicine that is similar to Meng Po tea in his later years, and it is the pill I put in your tea just now." Fuxu continued: "Unfortunately, the ten thousand kinds of exotic herbs that my teacher searched back then were only enough to refine two rare medicines. Not long after refining, my teacher also passed away forever. It can be said that the method of refining medicine has been lost since then..." His voice paused for a while, and suddenly he fixed his eyes on Bu Jingyun, and asked: "Son, I guess you must be asking in your heart, since you have refined two, why is there only one left?" Yes, Bu Jingyun was also puzzled, why did he only get one? Buxu calmly said: "Because, the other one, which was melted in tea immediately after being smelted, was drunk by me more than ten years ago." As soon as these words came out, Bu Jingyun couldn't help being stunned on the spot. But I can't help but whisper in a low voice: "I don't remember everything before the age of fifteen. I only remember that when I woke up, the master said to me gently: Son, you really have too many sad things in the past, so that's okay." , from now on, you can clean up your mood and concentrate on the Buddha..." When Buxu said this, he also concealed infinite sighs. I don't know if it was because of losing the memory of the first half of his life, or in memory of his teacher? Bu Jingyun thought that his guess was right, Master Buxu really had a lover.Only with a lover can there be so many sad memories... At this time, the pill has dissolved in the tea, and the cup is cloudy, like red dust. He held up this rare cup of Mengpo tea, looked at the gloomy tea in the cup, and sighed softly unexpectedly: "People are so sophisticated, love and hate, right and wrong, there is nothing like this cup of Mengpo tea that is cloudy and difficult to distinguish! But just drink it With this cup of Mengpo tea, you can forget everything, child, if you look back, just drink it!" Said to report Mengpo tea to Bu Jingyun. Bu Jingyun quietly looked at this cup of Mengpo tea, and all the grievances and grievances from the previous life rushed into his heart in an instant, like raging waves, one after another. He is like a fierce ghost, waking up and swearing to avenge his previous revenge. However, before this fierce ghost has avenged his revenge, he has a chance to be reincarnated. I really don't know where to go? Now that Meng Po tea is on the doorstep, should he drink it or not? If you don't drink, you will have to shoulder the mountain of hatred again, and you will have trouble sleeping and eating for the rest of your life! If you drink it, you can forget all grievances, even forget all pain, and be born again! However, in this way, can he face Huo Butian's deep kindness in nurturing, can he face Huo Lie's righteousness of killing his son and himself? Stop drinking!In the end, it is difficult to calm down, and I am unwilling to die! Jingwei fills the sea, hates the sea to be filled! He stopped drinking this cup of Meng Po tea!He abruptly raised his palm and pushed the cup back, and said in awe, "My child, you are just a dead person. Is it worthwhile for you to bury your future and happiness with you?" Bu Jingyun said resolutely: "He They are so kind to me, this is my last wish for them." He said honestly: "Okay, finally Huo Butian's high hopes for you are not in vain, but since you are the son of an old man, I can't let you go back to die no matter what! Child, don't blame me for forcing you!" While speaking, he moved his palm to push the tea back, and there was a softness in the palm, which was obviously the "small transfer" of the "karma transfer formula", which was originally used to remove the opponent's energy. Suddenly, Bu Jingyun's force of pushing the cup was unseen, and in the lightning bolt, the cup was pushed several inches closer to Bu Jingyun's mouth, and Fuxu quickly grabbed Bu Jingyun's jaw, forcing his mouth open, The hand of the cup was shaken, and the tea in the cup was shaken like a water arrow and shot straight at Bu Jingyun's small mouth. How could Bu Jingyun not understand Master Fuxu's hard work?In fact, he also imagined it for him, but Bu Jingyun's determination is firm, he must not forget the past and all hatred like this! Just when Meng Po Tea was about to enter, Bu Jingyun was in a hurry, and suddenly used his palm as a sword, and suddenly used a sword move that he secretly learned from his uncle in black, "Sorrow is inexplicable!" In an instant, countless shadows of palms flew vertically and horizontally, interweaving into a dense web of palms, which even blocked all the tea from Meng Po, without leaving any drop, and poured it on the white wall of the room! The white wall was originally flawless, but at this moment it was completely stained by tea, and the deep tea dripped down from the wall, like strings of tears of grief... It is true that this child's martial arts are already extraordinary, but what surprised him even more was the move just now. He asked in surprise, "The grief is inexplicable? You... have you seen him?" Bu Jingyun nodded silently. "He...how is he?" Bu Jingyun said: "He is fine." Fuxu was a little surprised, and said: "He also let you take revenge alone?" Bu Jingyun didn't answer again, but it is clear from his rock-like gaze that as long as it is what the child decides, no one can stop it, even the "he" who has long since disappeared! Not vainly changed his face and said: "Surprised, if you were not still a child, I would definitely try to keep you, and I would never let you go back and ruin your life, even at the expense of force..." Bu Jingyun didn't wait for him to finish speaking, cut off his words first, and said resolutely: "Okay, I'll wait for you!" After all, Master Fuxu still can't understand his revenge, and he doesn't need any understanding! Today, he felt that he had said too much, and this decisive sentence cut off the entanglement between the two of them on the spot! The words have been exhausted, and it is meaningless to stay any longer! Bu Jingyun stood up abruptly, turned around, and slowly pushed the door out. Master Fuxu didn't stop him. In fact, he knew he couldn't stop someone who couldn't even be stopped by "he". Not long after Bu Jingyun left, the little monk came in again and asked curiously, "Hey, Master Buxu, that cold-faced boy finally left?" "Cold?" Fuxu smiled wryly and shook his head. "No! He's not cold at all..." Looking back at the Meng Po tea that was still dripping down the wall, she sighed: "One day, there will always be someone who will understand his red-hot painstaking efforts, and will definitely..." Five days later, Bu Jingyun had reported victory and returned, and there was another burst of loud laughter from the first floor of the world. The laughter came from Xiongba, this was the ninth time he laughed so heartily in the past few months. The disciples guarding outside the building couldn't help being astonished when they heard it. Inside the building, only Xiongba and Bu Jingyun were facing each other alone at this moment, Xiongba smiled and said: "Jingyun, since you passed on the Paiyun Palm, you have led the crowd nine times and won nine times. How can I reward you as a teacher? Huh?" reward?So there are rewards? Bu Jingyun looked at Xiongba silently, how would he say what reward he wanted? He doesn't want to see him laughing like this anymore, he just wants to see him fear, panic, despair, and cry! That's all, but it's extremely difficult to do! Seeing that he didn't answer, Xiongba said: "I don't think you will know what you want for a while, so let's do it! This time, I will let the teacher make the decision for you, how about I reward you with two servants?" two servants? Bu Jingyun was slightly taken aback, what is the old man's plan? At this time, Xiongba suddenly said: "Death, prisoner and slave, don't you hurry up and kneel to the master?" Just as the voice stopped, Bu Jingyun suddenly heard the sound of "噗噗" coming from behind him. Looking back, he saw two middle-aged men kneeling behind him, and said in unison: "See Master!" Wuxi appeared behind Bu Jingyun, one can imagine the high level of martial arts, although Xiongba is not rewarded, but to serve him as a servant of these two masters, there must be some schemes! Sure enough, Xiong Ba said loudly: "Jingyun, the one with the long scar is the 'death slave', and the one with the browless eyes is the 'prison slave', both of them are master swordsmen, as long as you make good use of them , all plans must come to fruition, especially this plan..." coming!Bu Jingyun sneered in his heart, every word Xiongba said and every thing he did had a purpose, let alone a reward?If he pays one point, he will definitely get back ten points! Bu Jingyun quietly looked at the dead and imprisoned slaves, but saw that the features on their faces were exactly as Xiongba said, but although they still knelt down, they did not bow their heads, and their four eyes looked at Bu Jingyun even more contemptuously, as if to The thirteen-year-old master was extremely dissatisfied. While the three of them stared silently, Xiong Ba had already revealed his next plan... At dusk, Bu Jingyun slowly stepped out of the first floor of the world. It took Xiongba an entire hour to tell him all the details of the plan and the people involved. It shows how tricky the plan is. And the matter is imminent, as soon as tomorrow noon arrives, he has to go hand in hand with the dead and prisoner slaves! This time, it will be the most dangerous action since he joined the Tianxiahui! While walking towards Fengyun Pavilion, Bu Jingyun was lost in thought. Suddenly, a woman's voice came from not far away and cursed: "Stinky girl! Cheap girl! Why don't you hurry up?" Bu Jingyun has always been indifferent to everything, but when he heard the woman's voice "smelly" and scolded so viciously, she couldn't help but glance slightly, but saw a middle-aged woman pulling a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl two feet away. Beat and scold. Shanshan is a weak girl, originally she is pretty and pleasant, but at this moment her face is covered with bruises, it is obvious that this middle-aged woman has shot very hard, and the girl's beautiful face is also full of tears, she looks very pitiful. In fact, she was very poor. The middle-aged woman slapped the girl hard on the face again, and cursed: "Bitch girl! Who told you to break the bowl when serving soup to Head Teacher Qin Ning? I will tear your bones apart and fry your skin after you go back." !" As he said that, he was about to raise his palm to slap again, but suddenly, he was beaten before he even slapped it. The middle-aged woman suddenly turned around and cursed: "Who is so bold?" Immediately, it was discovered that the person who came was the second disciple of the sect leader, Bu Jingyun, his face paled immediately, he was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Little man... the head of the maid...Xiang Lian, send...Young Master Bu." It turns out that this woman is the head of the servants, Bu Jingyun has not paid attention to her so far, but since he became a disciple of Xiongba, many disciples of the Tianxiahui have seen him before in various places, and even this woman recognized him at a glance . Bu Jingyun didn't make a sound, in fact, he just shot because he couldn't see how mean this girl was, now seeing her so scared, he knew that she also understood his intention of shooting, and believed that he wouldn't make things difficult for that girl again.Now that the goal has been achieved, he turned and left silently. Unexpectedly, when the woman saw him turn around, she thought she had angered him, so she urged the girl beside her: "Girl, look! Master Yun is angry, why don't you say hello to Master Yun?" The girl had never dared to refute, but now she was urged so much, she could only say: "Little maid...greeting...Young Master Yun...." As soon as these words came out, Bu Jingyun was startled suddenly, and he stopped abruptly. He turned around. is her?is her?is her? He stared at the girl's lovely and pitiful face. Although he didn't know her, he recognized her voice. He would never forget the person who helped him in the dark! Because of the inexplicable karma and evil, he and her finally officially headed off. He asked, "What's your name?" His voice was as low as that of a teenager. The girl was startled when she heard this.Anyone who heard this unique and deep voice would remember it, but she couldn't believe that the sullen and silent boy that night was actually this young master Yun who was famous for his coldness in the Tianxiahui? She lowered her head and said a name that Bu Jingyun would never forget in her whole life, she said, "My name is...Kong Ci." The next day, Fengyun Pavilion, which has always been quiet, no longer needs other maids to take care of it, because it has added a young maid, Kong Ci. She finally doesn't have to be bullied and mean anymore. It's a pity that the master of Fengyun Pavilion also left on the same day, embarking on a long journey... Prodigal: This is a suicide note. Maybe you should understand that as a father, as the "Nan Lin Sword Head", he is also the eleventh generation inheritor of the Dian Family Eclipse Sword Art. Facing various challenges, it is really his father's destiny. However, the imminent challenge will be the most dangerous battle in my father's life, and it will also be the most special battle, because this time the opponent is not using a sword, but a sword. He is the king of Beiyin Kuangdao ! Nie Renwang is a good opponent that my father could never find, but it is a pity that my father challenged him five years ago, but he resolutely refused. Unexpectedly, a month ago, I received a letter from King Nie, and it was handed over by the fifth of the six great bandits in Leshan. It is believed that King Nie saw him doing evil on the way and forced him to carry the letter after he taught him a lesson. . It was a letter of challenge. Nie Renwang's six tactics of Aohan are overbearing and ruthless.Lang'er, the opponent is really too strong, I don't have much confidence this time as a father, but because you are still young, so as not to worry you, you just pretended that you will win, but in fact this battle is unpredictable...Lang'er, here and now , as a father, I must directly declare to you that if my father is defeated in this battle, you must practice together with the Fire Lin Sword to reach the highest level of the Eclipse Sword Manual attached to this suicide note.I believe that there is no need to elaborate on the power of the Huolin Sword, Langer, you should have seen it with your own eyes.Although this sword is evil, it can control people's hearts from time to time.But the heart is right and the sword is right, and the heart is evil and the sword is evil. Everything depends on one's own nature and cultivation.Furthermore, the Fire Lin Sword is also related to a legend passed down from generation to generation in our Duan family. This legend is about the Lingyun Cave, a secret cave on the lap of the giant Buddha that can reach the sky in Leshan... As he wrote this, Duanshuai suddenly glanced sideways at the Fire Lin sword beside him. The sword was still in its sheath, but the green hilt was glowing with a faint red light. Duan Shuai's worry that was already on his face was instantly swept away, he unexpectedly showed a strange evil smile, looked at the Huo Linjian, as if he was looking at a long-time confidant, and said excitedly: "Old friend, I I know you must be very excited?" Of course the Fire Lin Sword couldn't answer, but the red light on the hilt was even brighter, as if it was answering. Duan Shuai smiled evilly and said: "That's right! No wonder you are so excited, because I also feel a fierce saber energy gradually approaching us... No! It's not one, but two! One strong one The soft and fierce one is King Nie, and the soft one is his son Nie Feng! Good! Good! Good! It was a great battle! Haha..." 狂笑声中，断帅戛断止住笑声，就像是作了一个恶梦一样…… 心正剑正，心邪剑邪？ 断帅此刻的心比起五年前去找聂人王时，究竟是正了？抑是邪了？ 他如梦初醒，抹了一额的汗，跟着提笔，赶紧在遗书上续写那个未完的秘密…… 一个所有人亦无法想象的惊天秘密！ 命运，终安排两个本来毫不相干、天各一方的人即将相遇。 他们并不是这次决战的主角聂人王与断帅，而是一个爱哭、一个不哭的少年风云！ 雄霸的风云！