Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 362

The heavy snow is flying, the heaven and the earth are united, and there is nothing but a white snow scene.

Dozens of monks carrying burdens trudged through the snow with difficulty. From time to time, some people cursed in a low voice, but they could only mechanically follow their predecessors slowly.

"Junior brothers, cheer up! We will arrive at the agreed Xiping County soon!" Seeing that the procession was getting slower and slower, a middle-aged monk in the procession shouted loudly, shaking the nearby trees. The snow on the big trees fell straight down.

"Yes!"

After a few weak replies, someone complained in a low voice: "Have we traveled seven thousand miles or eight thousand miles? Is this long journey just to avenge the Great Mercy Temple?"

"Master, be careful!" A thin monk next to him whispered, "The Mahayana ancestors were humiliated, and we are all Mahayana Buddhists, how can we stay out of it? We worked hard, and our abbot and several chiefs worked even harder. We As long as they are on their way, they have to think hard and find ways to cooperate with the brothers and sisters of Puxian Temple and Fuhu Temple to formulate strategies, which is a hundred times harder than us."

"That being said..." The younger monk hesitated for a moment, but he still pleaded in a low voice, "I grew up in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, how have I ever seen such a thousand miles of ice? Less than half, how can this be good?"

Another monk laughed and said, "What are you talking about, Junior Brother? We have practiced martial arts for many years, and at least we are in the realm of transforming qi. The cold and heat do not invade, and the cold is so cold, how can we win?"

Another monk also nodded and said: "The senior brothers in Mount Emei and Mount Wutai are just like us, so don't weaken the name of our Luojia Temple in Mount Putuo."

A few people at the end of the line were discussing in low voices when they suddenly heard someone shouting in front of the line: "Who is it?"

It was just a warning, and all the monks immediately cheered up. They scattered in unison, and assumed a posture of facing the battle. They looked up one by one, and saw a young swordsman sitting in the middle of the official path, with his head and body covered. Covered with thin ice and snow, revealing a plain white Taoist robe.

At this time, the road has been covered with heavy snow, except for the scattered bare trees along the road, it is really hard to tell which is the official road and which is the wilderness.Although this person is blocking the way, these monks can avoid it.But in this wilderness, this Taoist suddenly appeared to block the way. Obviously, those who came were not kind, and those who were kind did not come.

The leading monk strode forward and shouted: "Who are you? What are you trying to do by blocking our way?"

The young Taoist just closed his eyes and meditated, but did not answer.The monk asked twice in a row, but his chest was already full of anger, so he didn't answer, he raised his right hand, and an eyebrow-level stick came down directly on the head with a "woo".

There was only a loud clang, and the eyebrow-level stick flew straight into the air, reaching a height of more than ten feet, and many people couldn't help looking up.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Be careful!"

The monks suddenly came to their senses, and hurriedly lowered their heads to look, only to see a white shadow rushing into the crowd like lightning, a long cry like a dragon's chant, the long sword as cold as autumn water was unsheathed, and a cold light flew out, three streaks of blood Arrows sprayed out, but the three monks standing at the front covered their throats with their hands, turned over and fell down, dying of breath.

"What a cunning thief!" The monks were startled and angry, waving their weapons and yelling to rush forward. These monks are well-trained, even in a hurry, they quickly formed an formation, like butterflies wearing flowers Usually, the person was immediately surrounded.

Hearing that man let out a long laugh, he kept on stepping, and in an instant he had evaded the encirclement of the monks. The monks yelled loudly and hurried away, but unexpectedly, the formation was already in disarray, and the two monks rushing forward hesitated for a moment. , was hesitating whether to wait for the senior brother behind him, but unexpectedly the young man turned around again, the two monks only felt a blur in front of their eyes, followed by a pain in their chest, and both of them died from the sword.

In the blink of an eye, five people had died, and the monks were both sad and angry, and rushed forward without thinking about their bodies. In an instant, five people jumped up and rushed down in the air, and four more rushed to the left, and four Going to the right, six monks who are good at light kung fu jumped forward from a distance, cutting off the back path, and the rest of them shouted and charged forward, joining forces to attack head-on.

The young man was trapped in many sieges, but he was fearless. He chuckled, turned his right hand upside down, and thrust his long sword into the snow. A huge sword energy descended from the sky, and the snowflakes swirled suddenly, with Yin and Yang generated out of thin air. There are also thousands of sword qi, and the power of Duan is boundless.

The young man looked solemn and shouted: "Jun, Cang, Min, Xuan, You, Di, Zhu, Yan, Yang!" He suddenly pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword, and a ray of light suddenly shot from the center of his upper dantian. It bloomed, flowing from top to bottom, and a smoky halo spread rapidly.

Where the halo expanded, whether it was the yin and yang qi, or the free sword light, it instantly collapsed and shattered, turning into countless sharp sword qi, which exploded suddenly.

"Be careful—" the heart-piercing shouts rang out, no need to remind, these monks were already terrified in their hearts, they rushed to protect their bodies with their internal energy, but they were smashed by the exploding sword energy. It was chaotic, the snow was scattered, and it was a mess. No one could see the situation in the field clearly.

There were only a few quick screams, but when the monks were not looking at anything, the young Taoist let out a long cry, and the long sword was like a dragon, killing three people in a row.

When all the monks were killed, there was a sudden shout from far away: "Don't be crazy!" A yellow shadow had already arrived like the wind, and a ball of black light danced from the Zen stick in his hand, and the sound of "dang" sounded. With a sound, the young man's long sword was blocked.

The young man chuckled and said: "Finally someone who can fight has come!" Turning around, the long sword in his right hand flicked, and dozens of sword lights flashed in an instant.

The yellow shadow fixed his figure, white eyebrows and long beard, thin body, but he was holding a black gold Zen staff six feet long, seeing the ferocious approach of the other party, he said loudly: "Amitabha! Please forgive me, I am going to kill you!"

He proclaimed the Buddha's name, but his hands were not slow at all, and the Zen staff danced imperceptibly. One sword and one stick hit six strokes in a row, which made the young man's right hand go numb. He took a few steps back, put the sword in his left hand, and shook his right arm , smiled and said: "What a lot of strength!"

Only then did the monks gradually regain their strength, and seeing the old monk, they couldn't help being overjoyed and shouted, "Uncle Gu Yin!"

Zen Master Gu Yin's face sank like water, he glanced at the scene where the corpses were lying all over the ground and the blood flowed like a river, and sternly shouted: "I can't tolerate you today!"

"Really?" The young man chuckled, turned around and fled suddenly.Chan Master Gu Yin yelled, raised his breath and chased after him. The two of them chased and fled, their figures were as fast as lightning, and the monks were stunned.

The young man seemed to be trying to intimidate the monks on purpose, but he didn't go far away, he just circled around the monks and ran twice in a row. Seeing that Chan Master Gu Yin was about to catch up behind him, he suddenly smiled and said, "Be careful!"

He had just stepped out with his right foot, and when his left foot was about to cross, he suddenly exerted force, and the heel of his right foot picked up a corpse, and smashed it to Zen Master Gu Yin's chest with a "hoo".

Zen master Gu Yin was caught off guard. Originally, he could throw the corpse aside at will, but this corpse is his nephew, so how could he easily desecrate the remains?At that moment, he had no choice but to stretch out his hand, and gently and delicately took the corpse.

It was just this delay, but the young man turned around and rushed into the crowd again. With a flash of sword light, he pierced a monk who was caught off guard in the chest, and immediately a bloody arrow flew out.

With a loud shout, another yellow shadow shot towards him, and all the monks showed joy when they saw the person coming.

(End of this chapter)