Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Catastrophe

How did Feixue end up in Tibet?When Di Qing was stunned, the woman got out of the car to the high platform and walked in front of Shan Wuwei. Everyone in the audience looked different, but they could still maintain awe. Shan Wuwei has always closed his eyes and recited scriptures. When the woman came in front of him, he finally opened his eyes, looked at the woman and said, "Are you ready?" The woman didn't say a word, just nodded and sat cross-legged beside Shan Wuwei. As soon as she turned around, Di Qing saw the black and white eyes that looked like ink painting, the woman was Feixue as Di Qing expected.

Why did Feixue go to Chengtian Temple?What qualifications does she have to sit beside Shan Wuwei? Everyone was amazed. You must know that the Chengtian Sacrifice is a very solemn event, and it is impossible for women to participate. Why can Feixue sit on the high platform? Although everyone was puzzled, since Shan Wuwei did not object, no one dared to question it. In the spacious and grand monastery, the sound of Sanskrit singing gradually became subdued, and the bronze lamp flickered on and off in the wind, shining a cold light.Di Qing was attracted by Feixue for a moment, and even temporarily forgot about Ye Xisun.

After a long time, Shan Wuwei opened his eyes suddenly, and said in a low voice: "The time has come, Buddha, please come out." The voice was very deep and powerful, as if it was ringing in everyone's ears. As soon as the words fell, the altar suddenly shone brightly. That ray of light was gorgeous, and it came very suddenly, covering the entire blood-colored altar in an instant.When the kneeling believers saw this, some were excited, some were afraid, and some couldn't help cheering... When the brilliance dissipated, one person stood on the altar with brilliance, and everyone was silent, without any sound.

Even Di Qing couldn't help looking at Zong Siluo. He had heard too many legends about Zong Siluo, and he knew that although Zong Siluo had a great reputation, no one had ever been able to describe what Zong Siluo looked like.When Di Qing came to Tibet, he asked Han Xiao about the appearance of He Siluo. He didn't think that even Han Xiao, who knew everything, could not describe the appearance of He Siluo.Han Xiao just said that he had never met Zong Siluo, and after inquiring many ways, he found that there are a thousand Tibetans who have a thousand descriptions of Zong Siluo. Di Qing finally met Zhe Siluo today.He suddenly found that even if Zong Siluo was standing in front of him, he couldn't describe Zong Siluo's appearance.

唃siluo seems to be golden... He was dressed in yellow, and his whole body was shining with golden light. Even if the bronze-colored oil lamp shone on him, his golden color could not be changed.One of his faces was glowing faintly, or in other words, his face was like a ball of light! It's a really weird feeling. He Siluo was clearly standing on the high platform, but with Di Qing's sharp gaze, he couldn't see his face clearly! Di Qing had a strange feeling in his heart, feeling that this situation seemed familiar.It suddenly occurred to me that when I saw Yeli Zhantian, I seemed to have this feeling too, but it was definitely not so strong.

The sky and the earth are quiet, and the flames are blazing. Gusiluo stood on the altar, and finally said: "Dewacha, Zhejiliye, Nuha Duoer!" His voice was deep and powerful, and although each word was spoken softly, it was like an ax hammer, Hit people's hearts. Di Qing was slightly stunned, unable to understand what Ji Siluo was saying, but the kneeling believers heard it, and many of them followed suit and said: "De Wa Cha, Zhe Ji Li Ye, Nu He Duo Er!" In an instant, the crowd was already raging, with excitement on their faces.In just a moment, Chengtian Temple suddenly hit the water like a huge rock, with waves rising and falling.

Gu Siluo's tone remained unchanged, and he said again: "Pattaniti, Damona!" Everyone followed and shouted: "Pattaniti, Damona!" Di Qing looked sideways at the others, seeing someone shouting with tears streaming down his face, and someone shouting hoarsely, like crazy, he couldn't help being startled. He seems to have seen this kind of situation before?Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, he remembered the past in Feilong'ao, Zhao Yunsheng's demagogy was the same way back then.However, back then, Zhao Yunsheng had to use drugs to make people lose their minds, but it was even more astonishing that he could make people lose their minds with just a few words.

For some reason, when Di Qing saw the people around him yelling like this, the idea of ​​following the yelling came to Di Qing's mind.But his will is extremely strong, and he suppressed this idea, so he can still see it. Shan Wuwei said: "The sacrifice to the heavens begins, and the dharma utensils are put on." As soon as the words fell, four foreign monks carried an object and walked up to the altar. Looking at the shape of that thing, it looks like a square box, covered with red cloth, so that people can't see what's underneath.But that thing was obviously very heavy, because the four of them were extremely strong, but when they lifted it up, their shoulders were bent and their steps were heavy.

Di Qing was a little surprised, thinking to himself that the four of them were all strong men, and each of them could carry a load of about a hundred catties. If the four of them were carrying it so hard together, the box would weigh at least five or six hundred catties.Seeing that the thing is not big, even if it is filled with gold bricks, it may not be so heavy? What kind of magic weapon is that thing? The four put down the things they were carrying, and the altar seemed to shake.Shan Wuwei got up and went to the thing, he was silent for a long time before saying: "Take the Dharma Saber!"

Someone held up a golden tray with two silver dharma knives on it. Under the shadow of the Buddha in the blue lantern, the blade was glowing faintly, making Feixue's face whiter and Shan Wuwei's expression getting older.Only Ji Siluo was still as hazy as before, and his face remained radiant. Shan Wuwei had already taken a dharma saber and handed it to Feixue. Di Qing was startled, not understanding what it meant.However, Feixue took the knife quietly, turned her wrist slowly, and aimed the knife point at her chest.Di Qing was terrified and almost cried out.Seeing Feixue pointing a knife at her chest, she stared at Zong Siluo and said, "After I die...you remember your promise..."

Although those few words were plain, when they reached Di Qing's ears, they were like heavy thunder rolling.For some reason, Di Qing felt a pain in his heart—a pain like a knife! Why did Feixue commit suicide?Why did Zhe Siluo commit suicide by flying snow?What did Zhesiluo do to Feixue?Di Qing's eyes were blurred, and the falling white shadow suddenly flashed in his mind. At this moment, he heard Ji Siluo whisper: "Okay!" As soon as the words fell, Feixue had already raised her wrist, and the sharp knife was about to stab her down! Di Qing didn't want to think about it anymore, and shouted: "No!" He stood up, and after a few ups and downs, he had already reached the altar. The crowd was in an uproar, and fell silent for a moment.The sharp knife stopped in mid-air and did not stab any further. The light of the silver knife flickered and wandered, stirring Di Qing's beating heart, but the cold wind chilled his blood.The incident happened suddenly, no one would have expected that someone would dare to rush to the altar, so Di Qing came suddenly and was able to easily reach the high altar. But Di Qing didn't wait to stand still, there were people all around, and I don't know how many Tibetan secret masters had surrounded the altar.Those people were as cold as ice, and they looked at Di Qing as if they were looking at a dead person. Over the years, without the permission of the Buddha, there is only one result for those who go to the altar without the permission of the Buddha, and that is death! Although Di Qing didn't know this rule, he also knew that his behavior was extremely inappropriate.But he had to stop it, how could he just watch Feixue die? Even if he knows the rules, he must stop them! Feixue gave him Xingtian's mask, helped him persuade Zhao Zhen in the capital, and Pingyuan saved his life, and gave him the chance to survive in the desert. Although Feixue was indifferent and didn't say anything, Di Qing felt that he owed Feixue not just a little, but too much... On the altar, there was a dead silence.Feixue didn't move, but there seemed to be a layer of mist in those black and white eyes.She didn't ask who Di Qing was at all, but she clearly recognized Di Qing. Besides Di Qing, who else would stand up for her at a time like this? Gu Siluo also didn't move, he was looking at Di Qing, as if he was observing Di Qing, but also seemed to turn a blind eye to Di Qing.Di Qing was also looking at Zong Siluo, and suddenly realized that even though he got close to Zong Siluo, he still couldn't see through Zong Siluo's face. Shan Wuwei also didn't move, but his old face suddenly flashed too ferocious, he just stretched out his hand, pointed at Di Qing and said, "Kill him!" No explanation, no reason, not even a question of who was coming. Because no matter who came, as long as he came to the altar without authorization, interfered with the worship of heaven, and blasphemed the gods, there was only one result, and that was death! The crowd is raging, and they can't wait to tear Di Qing apart.The Buddhist monks and the Central Plains monks have different teachings.Monks in the Central Plains abstain from killing, but the monks here have only one way to deal with rebels, sinners and demons. Stop evil with killing! What's more, Buddhists also do the lion's roar.Hearing Shanwuwei's order, someone roared and flew onto the altar.That man wasn't considered burly or tall, but when he swooped down, he was as imposing as a tiger! Many people have already recognized that person is Shan Wuwei's big disciple, named Zhan Hu.There are three great monks under Zongsiluo, each with supernatural powers. Zongsiluo is even said to be the reincarnation of Buddha, with supreme power.But these few people are not masters, and the number one master in Tibet recognized by many Tibetan people is Dianhu! Although Zhanhu is the number one master in Tibet, but God can subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger. The master and the god are two different concepts. According to legend, although Zhanhu is middle-aged, his IQ is only in his teens.He was raised in a tiger's den, and was rescued by Shan Wuwei. He was in a daze, and he was loyal to only two people in his life, that is, Shan Wuwei and Ji Siluo. Shan Wuwei makes Dian Hu return to the ranks of humans, but Zhe Siluo has supernatural powers to communicate with Dian Hu.Zhan Hu has boundless respect and obedience to these two godlike people.Being kind and fearless has orders, and Zhanhu will definitely be the first to jump out! The roar of the tiger was like the wind, and it actually overwhelmed more than a thousand torches in the courtyard. The felt tiger soared to the sky, fell from the sky, and was already in front of Di Qing.He has no weapons, but his hands are like tiger claws, and his nails grow out like ten sharp knives. When Xiaoluo arrived, the tiger melon was already in front of Di Qing's throat. Di Qing grabbed Feixue with a single grab, and he spun steeply, avoiding Dianhu's grasp in the flash of lightning.He didn't draw the knife, he knew that he accidentally broke the Tibetan custom of offering sacrifices to heaven, it was a very serious matter, and he still wanted to explain. But although the felt tiger was dumbfounded, his martial arts were terrifying!He failed in his grasp, but kept moving, and the second claw had already caught Di Qing's chest. The felt tiger is like a tiger, the moves are not fancy, simple and clear, and the speed is amazing.That grab came so suddenly that Di Qing was about to be ripped open, and everyone felt that Di Qing couldn't escape such a fierce grab. With a "click", a scabbard blocked Di Qing's chest. It is Di Qing's scabbard. Di Qing blocked the grab with his scabbard just in time, his movements seemed to be unhappy, but his every move was as natural as the wind. The scabbard cracked, and the sound of cracking made one's teeth ache. Felt Tiger cracked Di Qing's scabbard as soon as he grabbed it. His hands were sharper than tiger's claws and harder than steel. But Zhan Hu didn't grab Di Qing's knife. The overlord competes for the throne, and the Taibao is rampant! The heart of chasing the deer, never slack easily because of blows, the rampant knife, let alone being able to be strangled by others at will. The sheath of the scabbard cracked, but the single sword broke free from its restraint. Di Qing drew out the saber and slashed it in the air. The felt tiger's pounce made the torches in the courtyard darken, and the green lights turned greener.But Di Qing's knife made the world suddenly glow with light, and the fire became even more blazing... That knife, like gathering the light of more than a thousand torches in the courtyard on the knife, shines brilliantly in the cold wind! With a flash, Zhan Hu jumped to Di Qing's left side. Di Qing's knife cut the air, but if Zhanhu insisted on rushing over, he would be cut in half by the knife, for sure! Even if Zhan Hu saw the power of that knife, he would not be able to beat him up.Although Zhan Hu is a tiger, he has the instinct of a beast, and he knows the danger. He has to wait for the opportunity before making a fatal blow. Di Qing finally had the time to speak, and shouted: "Wait..." Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud "boom", and the entire altar exploded! Di Qing came out suddenly, and the bang was even more sudden.There was a loud noise, and the entire blood-colored altar was torn apart. Even Shan Wuwei's face changed when he heard the sound. The thick black smoke enveloped the altar in an instant, and quickly spread to the surroundings. Before the believers had time to be surprised, the temple suddenly darkened.For some reason, half of the raging torches around were extinguished suddenly. In an instant, Chengtian Temple was full of terror. The believers finally got into a commotion, screaming one after another, and in the confusion, Di Qing grabbed Feixue and jumped off the altar. Feixue didn't struggle and let Di Qing lead her off the altar.In the thick smoke, Zhanhu didn't know if he lost his way or something, but he didn't chase him. Di Qing didn't know what to do for a while. Who actually blew up the altar?He thought it was Han Xiao at first, but he knew in no time that there was no such possibility. This explosion was not accidental, it could even be said that it had been planned for a long time, and it was not caused by Han Xiao. What is the purpose of blowing up the altar?Di Qing was puzzled.The only thing he knows is that right now he is speechless! Feixue remained calm as usual, and said in a low voice: "Let's get out of here first." When she was going to die, she was very calm, and when she encountered this kind of disturbance, she was able to remain calm. Seeing that Shan Wuwei changed his calm, Di Qing said something loudly, but this time Shan Wuwei spoke Tibetan.The smoke was thicker, but in the monastery, it seemed to gradually quiet down.Di Qing was still hesitating, not knowing whether he wanted to explain, but his vigilance suddenly rose, and he took Feixue to the side. A sword pierced through the smoke, almost passing Di Qing's shoulder.Di Qing turned around and was already away from the man. He didn't want to hurt anyone, nor did he want to cause more misunderstandings. In a flash of thought, Di Qing pulled Feixue and ran in the direction of the main hall of Chengtian Temple. Thick smoke has shrouded Chengtian Temple, and it is difficult to see five fingers deep in the hand.Di Qing knew that the fan monks had to concentrate their manpower first to prevent someone from escaping from the temple, and the security in Chengtian Temple must be looser. Sure enough, the temple was in chaos, all the monks in the hall rushed out to protect the Buddha, and the main hall of Chengtian Temple was empty.Di Qing entered the main hall, and saw that the incense table in the hall was full of Buddhist niches, and a statue of a god was enshrined in the center of the main hall. The god statue has a ferocious face and colorful colors. It is full of mystery and horror when it is illuminated by the blue lantern.Di Qing didn't know what kind of Buddha it was, but when he saw the Buddha statue, he couldn't help but think of the faceless Buddha statue he saw in the dream and Xuangong. Without thinking too much, Di Qing raised his head and looked at the top of the beam. He knew that people usually have blind spots. Although they looked carefully at the surrounding things, they seldom paid attention to the sky above them.If he was alone, he would definitely choose to hide on the beam first to watch the movement... With the sound of footsteps, Di Qing didn't hesitate any longer, and dragged Feixue up to the incense table, hiding behind the ferocious Buddha statue.The Buddha statue is huge, and the two hide behind it, and their whereabouts can only be found after someone goes to the incense table. Di Qing heard footsteps coming to the front of the hall, and then there was no more sound.Di Qing wondered secretly, thinking that someone dared to come to the front of the hall in a big way, could it be a Tibetan big shot?The man came to the temple, but he didn't know what to do.Although he was full of doubts, he didn't dare to poke his head to look, and suddenly realized that he was still holding Feixue's hand tightly. Feixue's hands were soft and cold. Di Qing slowly let go of Feixue's hand, although he was puzzled, he didn't know how to ask.Looking up at Feixue, he saw those eyes like ink and ice shadows looking at him. Di Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but think of Yang Yushang looking at him like this when he was in Maistraw Lane... Feixue stared at Di Qing for a moment, then slowly moved his eyes to the green light on the wall, not knowing what he was thinking. When Di Qing was in a state of mind, he suddenly heard footsteps again, and several people hurried in and said, "Zanpu, the national teacher, have found out the details of that person. He came with Song Chen Fubi, and his name should be Di Qing." !" Di Qing's heart skipped a beat, he didn't expect these people to have such supernatural powers, and they found out about him so quickly. It turned out that standing in the hall were the Buddha's son, Zong Siluo, and the national teacher, but he only heard the footsteps of one person just now.Is it the unfathomable depths of Zong Siluo, or is Shan Wuwei so powerful that he can cover up the sound of footsteps so that Di Qing can't even detect them?These two people have been in front of the Buddha statue just now, did they find Di Qing and Feixue? Although Di Qing prided himself on hiding his secrets, he did not dare to be careless in front of the two most mysterious people in Tibet. After a long time, Shan Wuwei's old voice came, "How is Fu Bi now?" Someone replied: "My subordinates have captured Fu Bi and others!" Di Qing trembled slightly, complaining secretly, not wanting to implicate Fu Bi by unintentional mistakes, and possibly make the Da Song and Tubo alliance a phantom. There were footsteps coming from outside the hall, and a moment later someone reported: "Qi Zanpu, Xiazhi has been brought here." Di Qing was a little strange, he didn't know who Xia Zhan was, but he noticed that Feixue's expression didn't change, but there was a faint wave in his eyes.Feixue seemed to notice that Di Qing was looking at her, but she was still staring blankly at the green light on the wall. No matter where it is, no matter how dangerous it is, Feixue doesn't seem to care.Di Qing couldn't help thinking, is there really nothing Feixue cares about in this world? But Fei Xueruo really didn't care about anything, what did she ask Zong Siluo to agree to? A trembling voice in the hall said: "Zanpu, the national teacher, this subordinate has neglected his duty and let a traitor destroy the Chengtian Sacrifice. He deserves death. But... this subordinate... these years..." The man seemed terrified , already speechless. Shan Wuwei said: "Xiazhi, you have done nothing but hard work these years. So you want Zanpu to pardon your capital crime, right?" Xia Zhan was overjoyed, and nodded again and again: "Yes... yes... I beg Zanpu to see the villain's hard work over the years, and spare the villain's life." After a long time, Ji Siluo said: "Xia Zhan, how many years have you been with me?" His voice was still deep and powerful, but he didn't show his intentions. Xia felt and said: "Seven years..." Gu Siluo sighed softly and said, "It was March, March, and thirteen days in seven years." Xia Zhan was taken aback, but said: "Yes." Sweat rolled down his forehead, he didn't know why Zhe Siluo remembered it so clearly, let alone why Zhe Siluo mentioned it. After a long time, Gu Siluo said: "I was imprisoned by Wen Buqi back then, and you were still a jailer. If you hadn't let me go, I might have died in the cage. You have saved my life." Xia felt all over the ground, not daring to look up.He Siluo said again: "I remember your kindness, I have always kept you by my side, and assigned you the important task of taking charge of the Chengtian Festival. You have never failed my trust. Although you do not have a high-ranking official, you can say what you want What, but why did you betray me?" Xiazhi kowtowed again and again, "The villain did not betray Zanpu." Shan Wuwei said aside: "You really didn't betray Zanpu? Chengtian Festival has always been unable to restrain people who come to worship, so it is not surprising that spies were mixed in. But you built the altar, and the altar suddenly burst, it is by no means rushed. It is obvious that someone has planned it for a long time. You have always been careful, and there is no reason why you could not find out the strangeness under the altar! Just based on this, you will not escape the crime of colluding with outsiders to rebel!" Xiazhi's body trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "Master, the villain is just being lazy for a while..." Before he could finish speaking, he said, "I just want to ask you, do you plead guilty?" Gu Siluo's voice was still deep and calm as usual, but when he asked this sentence, Xia Zhan was sweating like rain, he didn't dare to tell the difference, and said for a long while: "The villain pleads guilty." Ji Siluo said softly: "You have no reason to betray me... Who in the world ordered you to do this? As long as you tell me, I will not punish you." Xiazhi tremblingly said: "Zanpu, you really don't want to punish me?" Ji Siluo said: "Everyone has no faults, just correct it. As I said, you saved me, but you were only tempted by others, and you didn't care for a while, as long as you are willing to correct yourself." His tone was gentle, without the slightest anger, Even if Di Qing heard it, he felt that Zong Siluo's words were honest and honest. Without hesitation, Xia Zhan immediately said, "Zanpu, the person who ordered me to blow up the altar is called Di Qing!" Di Qing was shocked, it was hard to believe what he heard!He didn't know about the Chengtian Festival at all, and he didn't know Xia Zhan, and he never dreamed that Xia Zhan actually said that he, Di Qing, was the envoy to destroy the Chengtian Festival? Xia felt lying?Why did Xia Zhan frame Di Qing? Di Qing's mind was spinning, he already felt that he had fallen into a huge conspiracy, and what was even more frightening was that he seemed unable to tell the difference at all. The hall was as silent as snow falling, and the silence was icy cold. After a long time, Ji Siluo said, "Why did Di Qing destroy the Chengtian Sacrifice?" Xia felt shook his head and said: "The villain doesn't know. But he arrested the villain's family and threatened the villain to destroy the Chengtian Festival. He said that if the villain didn't follow through, he would kill the villain's family. Zanpu, the villain really I have no intention of betraying you, I have no choice..." Di Qing was startled and angry, and in a flash, he had decided on one thing, and said in a low voice, "Feixue, take care." As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out of the Buddha statue and jumped off the altar.He shouted: "Xia Zhan, you are lying! I am Di Qing, tell me again, is it my master?" Di Qing had to stand up, he didn't run away just now, but went into Chengtian Temple, just looking for a chance to distinguish. If a misunderstanding has arisen, he must resolve it immediately.He didn't want to delay the alliance between Tubo and Song Dynasty because of his carelessness. Xia Zhan actually said that he was Di Qing's envoy. At this time, if he didn't stand up again, he might not have the chance to explain again! But as soon as he stood up, he saw Ji Siluo standing there, looking very cold, and seeing the murderous intent on Shan Wuwei's old face, Di Qing's heart sank. But what surprised Di Qing even more was that when Xia Zhan saw Di Qing, he took two steps back, pointed at Di Qing and said in horror: "It's him, he's the one who arrested my family and threatened me to destroy the Chengtian Festival!" Di Qing was awe-inspiring, knowing that if it wasn't for Xiazhi's intentional frame-up, someone else might have pretended to be him, making Xiazhi mistake him... But no matter what the situation is, this frame-up was premeditated, and he has fallen into the trap and cannot extricate himself.Who the hell has such a scheming heart? Shan Wuwei looked at Di Qing coldly and said: "Di Qing, you first destroyed the worship platform, then disrespected the Buddha, and now you dare to hide behind the Buddha, all you have committed is a capital crime. I don't care if you are a general of the Song Dynasty, It doesn’t matter if you are an envoy of the Great Song Dynasty, die immediately, and I will give you a whole body!” There was also a tinge of anger in Shan Wuwei's old voice, it was obvious that Di Qing had been convicted. Di Qing's thoughts were spinning, and he couldn't tell for a while, but he just said: "Buddha, I am here with Mr. Fu Bifu, and I have something to discuss..." He was not far away from the temple, and the temple was not dark, but Seeing Zong Siluo's face is still in a dream, and he can't see Zong Siluo's intentions at all. Gu Siluo said slowly: "I just want to ask you, do you plead guilty? If you plead guilty, I don't want your life!" Di Qing was taken aback, his heart fluttered like numbness.The blue lanterns and the shadows of the Buddha, the solemnity of the ancient temple, this sentence at this time sounds quite tempting.But Di Qing finally straightened his chest, looked straight at Zong Siluo and said, "Zanpu, I never blew up the altar! I did it unintentionally. The Buddha can tolerate it, and I don't plead guilty!" Before the words fell, there was a roar, and the felt tiger had rushed over, its hands turned into claws, and it grabbed it with one claw!Accompanied by Zhan Hu's roar, Sanskrit singing suddenly sounded outside the hall. The Sanskrit singing came out of nowhere, without the clear sound of Tian Lai, but with a chilling air.Di Qingrao was calm, but he was also disturbed by that fan singing. The green lights in the hall were flickering, and the Sanskrit singing sounded. Under the flowing light, the statues in the altars looked even more strange and frightening, as if they were about to come back to life. In an instant, Di Qing avoided Zhan Hu's grasp, and raised his voice: "Zanpu, there are other people who do evil, I'm here, and I wanted to join hands with you to attack Yuan Hao. , how can you be disrespectful to Buddha?" Di Qing's voice was high-pitched, even in the Sanskrit singing, it was still clearly audible. Gu Siluo stood there quietly, as if he didn't hear it. Felt Tiger was unmoved, and in the Sanskrit singing, it seemed that he had gained more divine power, attacked more fiercely, and never tired out.The wind in the hall was stern and full of murderous aura, it was as cold as snow in winter. Di Qing had once again retreated in front of the colorful Buddha statue, and the felt tiger roared even more mournfully, grabbing with both hands in disarray, making it hard to tell whether it was a hand or a shadow. At this time, the Sanskrit song was in a hurry, and the felt tiger roared and yelled, and suddenly it spun like a top, spinning in front of Di Qing in an instant, and grabbed it with one claw! This move is very weird, at that moment, there are many clear shadows.Although the felt tiger grasped it once, under the shadow of the lamp, countless shadows of its claws transformed into illusions, making it hard to tell. Di Qing drew his sword. He slashed horizontally and stood in front of him. Felt Tiger couldn't catch it anymore.Although his hands were hard, the blade was even colder. Although his grasp was like lightning, Di Qing's sword was like an iron shield and high wall. If he grabbed it, not only his five fingers would be broken, but even his arm would be lost. Shan Wuwei's face has changed, he can see that Di Qingxing has spare strength. Amidst the roar of Felt Tiger, it was about to back off, ready to launch another attack. Suddenly, Shan Wuwei said: "Be careful." As soon as Zhanhu's attack stopped, Di Qing had already noticed someone approaching.That person actually flew down from the sky! Someone hid on the beam and suddenly flew down at this moment, what is his intention, is it an enemy or a friend? Di Qing squinted over, and saw a man in black with his face masked, his whole body was like a cage in the night, he had already thrown himself on top of Zhan Hu, and shouted: "Di Qing, I'll help you!" A silver light flew out from the cuff, and it hit Dianhu's shoulder. Blood splattered, and the felt tiger retreated. Di Qing was shocked, wondering why someone would help him at this time, who is this person?How can this be called helping him? As soon as the man succeeded, Di Qing slashed out again amidst an angry roar.What Di Qing slashed was not Zhanhu, but the assassin. He has no such helpers! That person's blow made Di Qing even more speechless, and Di Qing instantly understood the person's intentions, furious like a madman, and his sword flashed like lightning. It was possible to stab the man, but he seemed to have expected it a long time ago, he succeeded in one blow, and he jumped high into the air, avoiding Di Qing's knife first. Di Qing slashed at nothing, his brows tightened, and he always felt that the assassin's figure was vaguely familiar.Seeing the man leap into the sky, he took a long breath... People are not birds, although the assassin jumped high, he was far away from the crossbeam, and eventually he would fall down.Di Qing was ready to give the assassin a fatal blow when the assassin fell. Unexpectedly, that person jumped into the sky, and suddenly a rope flew out from the beam. The assassin grabbed the rope, and with just a swing, he was about to jump onto the beam. Di Qing was so angry that he didn't want the assassin to have a helper, so he sternly shouted: "Stay!" He knew that if this person didn't stay, he would not be able to argue with it. Rotating and chopping horizontally, looking down at the elegy. When the knife was cut out, it was like thunder and lightning, and it came with a bang, and the bright green lamp suddenly lit up, causing the Sanskrit singing to stop suddenly.The saber was thrown out suddenly, with unparalleled power, even Shan Wuwei's face changed drastically, he didn't expect such a saber technique to exist in the world. The assassin didn't expect Di Qing to take such a risk. Amidst the strange cry, he twisted in the air, and felt that the arm holding the rope was cold, and his body was about to fall. The assassin's right arm had been cut off, and blood flew down. With a sound of "boom", the knife continued to cut into the beam of the Buddhist hall, and the smoke and dust filled the air.That knife not only cut off the assassin's arm, but even penetrated into the beam, almost cutting off the beam! The power of a knife is so powerful! When the assassin was about to fall, someone flew up from the beam and grabbed the assassin by the collar.It was just a swing, over the beam, smashed through the roof of the palace, and walked away. There were actually two people lying in ambush on the beam, who were those two, and what was their purpose in framing Di Qing?And was it the two who planned to blow up the altar? Di Qing knew that the key was on these two people, and when he was about to chase him out, he felt that the crisis was approaching, and one of them had already attacked his side. It's Felt Tiger!Only Zhanhu would approach Di Qing quickly at this time.The felt tiger has been injured, but the injured tiger is even more terrifying, and the injured tiger is even more unreasonable. Di Qing made a move for Felt Hu, but Felt Hu didn't appreciate it.All he knew was that God ordered him to kill Di Qing. Di Qing turned around and retreated quickly, his body flickered, and he was already in front of the incense table, but the tiger-like claws were already in front of him.Di Qing turned his palm upright into a knife, and cut into the crook of Dian Hu's arm with one palm, forcing Dian Hu's arm away. At this moment, Sanskrit singing started again, and a voice sounded like the sound of heaven. That voice only said six words... Wisdom - if - wave - Luo - honey - much! The voice seemed slow but was fast, and it was finished in a blink of an eye.But those six words reached Di Qing's ears like needles, the corners of Di Qing's eyes twitched, his heart ached, and his hands and feet were strangely slow. It was only half a beat, but Zhan Hu hit the chest with one punch. That six characters are so magical?Di Qing was terrified, and he was able to raise his chest in time to block Dianhu's punch.That punch came like a giant hammer, Di Qingrao was brave, but also his chest was hot and his throat was salty, so he couldn't help but took two steps back. He didn't have a firm foothold, looked at Shan Wuwei, saw his lips move, and said again: "Pra--ruo..." This incantation was actually uttered by Shan Wuwei, when Di Qing's thoughts were spinning, his eyes flicked across the face of Ji Siluo, and he was shocked suddenly.The light on Zong Siluo's face was gone, and he could see Zong Siluo's face clearly. It was a very ordinary face, but Di Qing had seen such a face before. This face has a pair of unusual eyes. Those eyes are like three lives gazing and looking forward, like three thousand obsessions... Those eyes also have a penetrating, sharp and unparalleled light... Zong Siluo was actually the ordinary person Di Qing met in the wine shop. A white shadow flashed down from his mind, and Di Qing let out a muffled snort, feeling like a knife was twisting his heart.Then he saw Ji Siluo's lips move, and read: "Pra, Ruo, Bo, Luo, Mi, Duo!" The seemingly ordinary six words were suddenly superimposed on the incantation of Shanwuwei.The same incantation, with different tone of voice, ended at the same time, and the aftertaste reached Di Qing's ears like a sharp knife. Di Qing let out a roar, the corners of his eyes and mouth twitched endlessly, and the past events that had been silent for a long time came in his mind, and he couldn't stop.At that moment, he was like falling into a dream, and it was hard to distinguish between reality and illusion. The beauty of the moment, the snap of the fingers becomes bitter.There is no way to miss you when you go to Jianghe. Di Qing's eyes were blurred, and he saw thousands of songs and dances in the distant sky. Among them was a woman, like a feather like a rainbow, dancing gracefully... Everything was just a flash of thought, Di Qing recalled the past, and had long forgotten the great enemy in front of him.But Zhanhu never forgot his duty, and he punched Di Qing hard in the chest. With a loud "bang", Di Qing spurted blood wildly, flew upside down, and hit the giant Buddha heavily, causing the giant Buddha to shake.Di Qing's whole body was sore and limp. Seeing Zhan Hu rushing towards him again, he was unable to stand up for a moment. At this moment, a person suddenly stood in front of Di Qing and shouted: "Wait!" The person was dressed in white like snow, rushing forward, and his black hair flew down like a waterfall. Flying snow behind the Buddha statue. Shan Wuwei's face changed slightly, he wanted to stop, but he hesitated.As soon as Zhanhu grabbed it, he was about to reach Feixue's throat... Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar came from the hall, suppressing the Sanskrit singing outside the hall and dimming the green lamp in the hall.One person was already between the lightning and blocked the flying snow. It was Di Qing who stood up. With the sound of "嗤", Zhanhu's five fingers were like knives, and he inserted into Di Qing's chest! Di Qing didn't dodge anymore, and at the moment Dian Hu paused, he punched Dian Hu hard in the ribs. Amid the roar of the felt tiger, the whole person was hit and flew up into the air, whirling in the air, and when he fell to the ground, blood spurted wildly, and he was unable to get up. Di Qing swung his fist with his right hand, but his left hand tightly grasped Feixue's wrist.He grasped it so tightly, as if grasping the regret of this life.He had just seen a white shadow flash past him, and the scene at the Huangyi Gate flashed like lightning... The past is like electricity, unforgettable! How could he let the sad past happen again after he missed it once? At that moment, he seemed to see Yu Chang jumping down for him again, his heart ached, and the strength he didn't know where came from made his trance and blurred thoughts extremely clear.Even with the supreme divine curse, there was nothing he could do about it. When he stood up, swung his fist, and knocked the felt tiger away, he looked back in tears, looked at Feixue and shouted: "Yu Chang!" At this moment, the Sanskrit singing resumed, and the sound of heaven came from heaven, "Pra, Ruo, Bo, Luo, Mi - many!" The simple six words, carrying infinite magic power and curse, hit Di Qing's heart.Di Qing's heart trembled wildly, his eyes blurred with tears, but suddenly he realized that it was Feixue instead of Yuchang, and his thoughts fell into a trance again.The body swayed, and he took a step forward. For some reason, he stepped on the empty space and fell sharply. How could he step on the empty space?Di Qing was puzzled, but he subconsciously let go of his palm. Maybe he offended gods and Buddhas, disobeyed God's will, and committed heinous crimes!Under the divine power of Sanskrit singing voiceless and Buddha's blue lamp, the ghosts of hell have opened the mouth of the eighteenth floor of hell, and want to admit him, Di Qing, into it. Since it wasn't Yushang, he didn't want to take Feixue down with him.What about Yu Chang?Will he also fall with his feather clothes? Di Qing didn't know. But Di Qing let go, but Feixue grabbed Di Qing's wrist tightly, just like the obsession in the previous life, in silence, followed Di Qing into the endless abyss!