Death Sutra

Han Fen looked up at the sky, his eyes were thin, his mouth was slightly raised, his face was smiling, "Is that cloud, like a yellow dog like a family?" She looked around and found that there was no one in the yard, so she was facing That cloud is eyebrows.

Hey, the backyard door was severely closed. A sect of the disciples squatted in the corner behind the door, holding his head and shaking.

Han Fen walked over and gently stroked a few times on his head. He said softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will sing a song for you..."

The disciple raised his head blankly. He only saw the two women in the backyard while delivering the meal and cleaning up the house. He did not squint at the time. This is the first time I saw the true appearance of Han Fen.

This is by no means a beautiful woman. There are even one or two thin wrinkles in her eyes, but her smile is as bright as a child of three or four years old.

He felt warm in his heart and couldn't help but twitch. "I, I am afraid... all the masters... I am looking for the door, I am going to send it... I will be unlucky this time, we, we must beat, we will be Kill..."

Han Fen said with a long sigh. "Fear... I am afraid, I have a few drugs that can cure fear. Do you want to try?"

The disciple is on the spot, he has never heard of this magical medicine in the world, or a few, "You, are you lying to me? Can medicines let the masters leave?"

"That can be difficult to say, 'Bai Xiao Wan' can make you forget all the troubles, fear, sadness, all without a shadow, probably last for an hour. There is also a 'Thousand Cups of pills', one is equivalent to a thousand glasses of wine, drunk It’s a mess, but I still remember what it’s like to be afraid. But you also know that thousands of people are drunk and have thousands of people. The consequences are not good. 'Steel pills', after eating, they are not afraid of pain, even the pain is not afraid, what are you afraid of, Right?"

The disciple is more surprised and surprised, but the woman in front of me is as gentle as her own, so that he suddenly remembers the scene of being taken care of when he was a child. "You, are you a god?"

"I am not a god. The purple crane is a god."

"Can I... taste it every time?"

"Ah, you are quite greedy, um... come together in three ways, it's worth a try, come and eat them."

Han Fen stretched out his right hand and had ready-made pills in his hand. Not three, but five, different in size and color.

"so much."

"Hey... Bai Xiao Pill and Thousand Cups have to eat two, do you want to eat?"

Han Fen’s voice was a little unhappy, and the panicked disciple had already left caution behind him. This woman is brought back by the old god, can it be wrong? "Eat." Then he grabbed five pills and stuffed them into his mouth. He swallowed it three times and then looked at Han Fen. Wait for the miracle to appear

Han Fen carefully observed and squeezed it here. After a while, I grabbed the two palms of my disciples, and each of them squatted a few times. They stood up and stepped back. They whispered: "It should be effective, how can it still not respond?"

The disciple suddenly stood up, turned around in a circle, danced and danced, and his face gradually became red. "What is going on here? The body is like a fire, really angry... my infuriating, turning too fast, I I am going to be unable to stand it."

"But you are not afraid, are you?"

"I don't know, I, I want to beat it."

Han Fen stretched his fingers to isolate the wooden doors of the front and back yards.

The disciple turned around and the hands and feet danced more intensely. It seems that he has lost control. He hits the palm of the hand and slams a loud bang. The sound of the door is much larger than that of the door. The two wooden doors are instantly turned into pieces. Hundreds of thousands.

Han Fen clap his hands and cheers. The disciple can be taken aback. He has never been a master of this school. Even among the brothers and sisters, martial arts are only in the middle of the game. It is nothing to break the wooden door. It is so thorough, but far beyond what it should be. Level.

"Are you afraid?" Han Fen asked.

"Not afraid, I still want to fight."

"Is there a master outside? Go and fight."

The disciple walked forward to the front yard, and there was no more care.

Han Fen was so excited that his eyes were beaming and he whispered: "It’s more powerful than I thought, interesting and interesting." So I also stepped forward to the front yard.

There were many people in the front yard, all of them heard loud noises, and they were surprised to see the northwest corner. The courtyard door was blocked by the main wall, but the person who made the loud noise quickly came out and followed a woman. .

Han Fen immediately attracted the attention of most people. After all, she was the goal of everyone.

Someone came to the door early in the morning. First, the fifteen-point name was posted. The person who sent the post left immediately after the handover. No words were said. Ten heads and five heroes, including Shaolin Temple, Lushan Paiguan and Cheng Yicheng Jiuye. These people are not challengers, but supervisors and witnesses.

This is one of the rules of the rivers and lakes. The kind of sneak attack or private duel in a secluded place will be despised and condemned by the public opinion. In any case, as long as there are nine major sects, the whole process must be fair.

Fifteen people arrived in batches, and the interval was not long. It felt like they were lined up from the outside.

Zhou Yuqing stood at the gate and was calm and self-satisfied. If someone passed by the street, he would think that this is a festive banquet.

The head of the Lushan School, Ji Fuwei, came to the door as a supervisor, indicating that he did not want to expose the fact that the friendship between the two people was split to the rivers and lakes. Zhou Yuqing naturally gave cooperation, and together with the head of the line, he could not see the slightest flaw.

Soon, the challenger’s name was sent.

The first one is "Red Fire Dragon" Luo Shaoxiong, one of the few survivors in the assassination, and one of the few masters who won the night, which made him a hero and pride in the rivers and lakes, proving that the Western killers only He is good at poisonous drugs and hidden weapons. When it comes to martial arts, it is far less than the authentic Xuanmen of the Central Plains.

No one knows that he once abandoned his companion and fled alone.

After seeing the name, the disciple was scared to lose control and sneaked to the backyard, and he met Han Fen.

The five pills did produce a miracle. He felt that the chest was full of gas, the whole person was light and fluttering, and it was easy to raise his hands, as if he could jump to the roof with his legs. Dantianli seems to contain a fierce fire, and the infuriating air flows through the meridians at an unprecedented rate. If you don't release it, it will burst your body.

These changes directly affect the mood. His mind is empty. Any thoughts that have not yet formed have dissipated, but he has a strong feeling that the sky will be reduced to the savior, and he is the savior of the sect.

"In the next Huang Jinfu, the 17th generation of disciples, who will challenge? First pass me!"

These words are exported. The eyes of everyone were removed from Han Fen, and all of them were shocked and inexplicably asked each other about the origins of the young master of the school. How have they not heard of it before?

Zhou Yuqing is even more puzzled. Huang Jinfu is the youngest of the five disciples who stayed in the capital, and the courage is also the smallest. Usually, he is doing some chores for food delivery and cleaning. How suddenly do you dare to speak out in public?

Huang Jinfu's approach is not in line with the rules, and it does not solve the trouble. Instead, the sect is a laughing stock. Zhou Yuqing is very dissatisfied, and he is about to retire, and the old gods around him open their mouths. "Whose apprentice is this, why don't I have an impression?"

"He is the apprentice of Dong Yongqiang." Zhou Yuqing whispered back.

"Oh, it turned out to be the grandson of the dog." The real person understood the division of the disciple.

During the speech, Huang Jinfu has stepped over and bowed to the old **** and the disciple. But his hands and feet are not honest, like the whole body is covered with ants. This made his embarrassment look very serious. "Old gods, uncles and ancestors, let me come in the first battle, I, I really want to fight one."

"What words! Is this a fight? Retreat!" Zhou Yu screamed, his face snickered, his face was red.

"Wait." The real person looked at Huang Jinfu interestingly. "It's rare that he is so brave. It's not like a disciple of our school. Let him try it."

"Yes." Zhou Yuqing reluctantly responded, and stunned Huang Jinfu with a glance. He thought that the sect of the sect was unfavorable, and the old gods "returned to the old age" would be no problem. Now even the ordinary disciples are not obeying the rules.

If it is in normal times, this eye is enough to make Huang Jinfu's fart flow, but he has no fear now, and even thinks that the eyes of the uncle's uncle are an encouragement.

The sect was prepared to let the youngest disciple play, and the opposite Luojiazhuang did not do it.

During the time when Huang Jinfu hid in the backyard, Luo Shaoxiong had arrived. There were a total of ten people, including children of the same family and followers. Their challenge was to target Zhou Yuqing and even Zihe, rather than a nameless generation.

Huang Jinfu went to the open space in the middle of the courtyard and rubbed his hands. However, Luo Jiazhuang did not come forward.

Cheng Hao came over and coughed and said: "He is an old god, Luo Shaoxiong is the leader of the younger generation of Luojiazhuang, and has a long-standing reputation..."

"I heard that." The real person nodded and smiled. "The family of Luo has a lot of people, it is embarrassing. He is still your grandson, right?"

Cheng Hao also smiled and nodded. His daughter was married to Luo Jia at an early age. He gave birth to a precious grandson in the following year and became a solid foundation for Cheng Luo. He is very proud of this. "Luo Shaoxiong respects the old gods. I also admire Zhou Quanmen very much. I often say that heroes cherish heroes..."

"Old nine, don't worry, give me a little lesson from this great grandson. It's still very early, and time is enough."

At least ten years ago, no one called the name of "Old Nine". Cheng Hao had no choice but to arch his hand and turned and nodded to Sun Luo Shaoxiong.

Han Fen turned a blind eye to everyone's attention and walked to the real person. He smiled and said: "The purple crane, do not mind if you play with your disciples?"

"Oh, don't mind, but if he lacks arms and legs, I have to find you."

Han Fen laughed and said nothing, staring at Huang Jinfu, and wanted to know how effective the drug was.

Luo Shaoxiong walked into the venue, slightly arched his hands, and said vaguely: "In the next Luo Shaoxiong, please enlighten me."

Huang Jinfu knows what to say on this occasion, but those words have disappeared without going to the blind eye. He is already impatient, just wants to come to the hearty battle and vent the heat and infuriating in the body.

"Come on!" he cried, rushing to Locke's most famous new generation of swordsmen.

Luo Shaoxiong did not pull the sword, and any attention to the enemy would make him lose face. Therefore, he intends to end the battle with a hard touch and he will not die, so he is too worthy of the nameless generation.

Huang Jinfu danced and danced. A set of martial arts was plausible. Everyone was a headman, and all of them shook their heads. Zhou Yuqing was even more dull, and he could only look down.

When the fists and the palms intersect, Huang Jinfu, as everyone expected, was shot more than ten steps. Surprisingly, he turned his head on the ground and actually stood up again.

Luo Shaoxiong’s silk has not moved, but his face has changed greatly. “Hey, what’s the disciple’s disciple, it’s the thief of the ten-party religion.”

As soon as this statement came out, the people in the courtyard shrugged and looked at Huang Jinfu at the same time.

Sure enough, the disciples’ hands were already red like fire, and it was the famous “blood gold palm” sign of the ten-party teaching. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for the recommended ticket, the monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to m. Read.)