Death Sutra

Before the leaves were born, they were also lone thieves. After they converted to Buddhism, although they rarely participated in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, the news was still very well-informed. The name of "Tianshan Wuba" he had never heard of, and soon he understood, these people made up The name, in the banner of revenge for Akasaka, is actually running through the pile of silver.

"Amitabha." Lianye Xuansheng Buddha, in addition to revenge for the brothers, he does not want to fight with people. "If you come for the silver, even if you take it, the Dragon King will not stop, I will not."

The monk said that the five people on the roof did not believe that they had been watching nearby. They had already found that the swordsmen and swordsmen in the front yard had been transferred to the backyard. The door of the Dragon King House was open, and the heart was even more hesitant.

All five were covered in black, and the weapons were different. There were knives, swords, axes, guns, and bows.

The knife holder seems to be the leader of five people, usually he is open, "Hey, hate to report, money to take, this money is sold out of Akasaka, of course, can not be left to the Dragon King. Let him out, our brother A few must teach the dragon king's knife."

The lotus leaf shook his head. "The money is the thing outside the body. The Dragon King is not willing to hurt this forever. The silver is in front of you. You can do whatever you want, and you can take it at will."

The more frank the monk said, the more five people on the opposite roof thought that there was fraud in the courtyard. The knife holder simply ignored the lotus leaf and raised the voice and said: "Dragon King, do you want to be a tortoise? We are all good at Akasaka. Brother, visiting tonight is to avenge him. You don’t want to play tricks, come out quickly."

There is no sound in the room, and the lotus leaf monk knows that it is not helpful, but just whispering.

The snow is getting thicker and thicker, the Yinshan in the yard has been completely covered, and the monk is also covered with snow.

The black man with the short-handled axe was the first to endure. "The Dragon King turned out to be a soft egg, big brother, let me go and smash him."

He is more cautious with the knife, and he is seen in the eyes of the seven or eighty robbers in the middle of the night. Although the strength of the five people is beyond the ordinary bandits, they have to guard against the tricks of the Dragon King. "Five brothers, shoot him." arrow."

The "five younger brothers" bowed their arrows, squatted on one leg, aimed at the monk, and shot with an arrow.

The arrow quickly shot in front of the monk, suddenly split into three, hitting the head and chest three.

The lotus leaf took a breath, and the two hands were round and round, and they sighed softly. No matter whether they hit the arrow or three, they were all forced to break under his internal strength.

The big brother with a knife haha ​​laughed twice. "I don't want to be a god. I have a good hand. It is a pity that I was willing to give the Dragon King a slave because of a defeat at the Knife God Congress. I would like to swear the word of God and give it to me." Galan is shameful."

The lotus leaf's killing heart is full of meditation for many years and the "broken theory" is overwhelming. Once it is started, it is like a tiger, and it can no longer be controlled. Now it is quietly shouting: "What more to say? Let's light up the chapter." ""

The big brother took the lead, and the Tianshan Wuba jumped to the ground. They talked about the rules. They didn’t have a rush. The strong man with the axe stepped forward. "The monk, I will fight one."

The man's axe handle is less than two feet long, but the axe is bigger than his head, screaming and screaming, and the wind that blows the snow blows away.

Lotus leaves have already waited impatiently, jumping barely to the enemy in front of the enemy, not talking, facing the door and boxing.

The two only paid three or four strokes, and the four people who watched the battle were shocked to face each other. The strength of the monk's skill was unexpected. Unarmed, he forced the axe to step back and retreat. The most amazing thing is that the monk has a big fist. The big snow, the snow on the top of the head and shoulders did not move, as if it was firmly stuck to it.

"On one piece." The big brother called the knife, the dragon king is not late, a few people are daring, and they can't take care of the rivers and lakes.

The lotus leaves are more and more easy to play, and the enemy's giant axe is not avoided. The strong attack, the axe is self-sufficient, but there is no power to fight back. I only feel that each punch is a fatal trick, and I have to stop the axe.

The rest of the Tianshan Wuba are about to be a siege. The monk suddenly screams, and the snow on his body suddenly falls. A boxing out, the middle of the axe, this punch is so powerful that he will fly with the axe and strong man. On the silver snow pile in the middle of the yard.

The axe vomited blood, and could not move the giant axe. Although it was not dead, the injury was not light.

Lotus leaves hurt one person, killing the heart is even more blazing, not waiting for the other four to rush to the front, has already voluntarily greeted up, punched and kicked, and immediately issued four strokes, the knife, sword, gun, bow and four people forced to rush.

Before the lotus leaves were born, the martial arts were very high. Although the four sangha blues were mainly based on the practice of Buddhism, the martial arts did not fall, and they had to meet the Ming teacher’s instructions, and the internal strength went one step further. The secret of the eight ridiculous forces stimulates his mind and chaos, and he only competes for his internal strength. The winner is necessarily him.

The monk's robe sleeves danced, and the strokes were as fast as lightning. The swordsman's gun was almost invisible, and the archer's arrow was on the string, but he always aimed at the target.

Xue Niang once said to Gu Shenwei that it is difficult to attack the sword and the gun. Gu Lun also instilled a similar truth to his son. The words are correct, but there is a premise: the two sides are evenly matched.

Gu Shen is not as good as the monk, but the fist is even worse. However, once there is a sword in his hand, he will immediately win the prize. The "Tianshan Five Pa" is barely a second-rate master, and the armed weapon is not a monk opponent.

The more the knife is playing, the more horrified the heart is, the more I feel that I have to make a trick. Even the number of knives, jumping out of the battle group, and screaming: "The monk, the body of the eight wild things do not want to lift it? Quickly let go!"

This move is similar to that used by Gu Shenwei at the Knife Congress. The effect is quite the opposite.

The reason why the lotus leaf is controlled by the wild horse is not that it is greedy and fearful of death, but because Lianhua does not want the younger brother to suffer, and wants to spread the "broken theory", only to volunteer, to be a tool for the liar.

At the Knife God Congress, Lian Ye is still fighting with the wild horse for revenge. I don’t think that the Dragon King will know his own injury. At that time, it was a crucial moment to compete for internal strength, and the mind was in chaos and defeated. Now he is also fighting for revenge. The Dragon King united, thinking that the Mustang would reveal the secret, and he was prepared to hear the threat of the knife-bearer, but he was not angry, but he was furious.

"Give me death!" The monk screamed, his hand did not slow down, the voice did not fall, he had already grabbed the sword, turned to avoid the long gun, and the sword stabbed out, holding the gunner's heart.

The knife holder sees the trick is counterproductive, his face is white, "the mad monk, the next fight." The first sentence is finished, the person has already flashed to the gate, the second sentence only heard the sound disappeared.

Big Brother escaped, and the archer was even more afraid. He jumped on the roof and ran in the other direction.

Only one of the sword-bearers was left, the weapon was taken, and he forgot to escape, stupidly watching the monk.

The lotus leaves grow a sigh of relief, thinking of their own killing, the brothers and sisters know what they are, and they should blame themselves. They can't help but feel the pain and throw away the sword. "Let's go, take them both away, don't come back."

The sword-bearer responded, and even said that "thank God does not kill the grace", resisting the body of the gunman, raising the injured axe, and walking out of the gate.

There was a lot of heavy snow, and there was no meaning to stop. In the monk’s hospital, I silently recited the "broken theory" and blamed myself for killing the heart.

At the entrance of the Dragon King's Court, a head came out. It was the big knife who ran ahead and jumped away. "The monk, Lianhua Master died so badly, don't you want to avenge him?"

The lotus leaf is so easy that the flat heart beats violently. "What do you know?"

"I know that Lianhua is killing people, the murderer is deeply hidden, and you are all in the dark."

"I know who the murderer is." Lian Ye almost said the name of Shangguan Fei, and then swallowed back to the mouth. The poisoned slaves were dead that night, accusing the Shibao Nine Masters of no reason, only waiting for the Dragon King. At the time of the public battle with Jinpengbao, there is no possibility of revenge.

"Hey, you think you know, in fact, you don't know anything. Lianhua died so badly that he left a stupid younger brother and couldn't find anyone to revenge."

After the words of the big brother with the knife, they immediately disappeared.

Lian Ye knows that there may be fraud, but his temper is not stimulating, otherwise there will be no blasphemy title. Looking back at the room of the Dragon King, I thought that I could grasp the knife in a short time and ask Whether he really has intelligence or nonsense, he still has time to come back to protect the Dragon King, so he rushed out to meet the wind and snow.

When the monk never went back, he saw the snow overwhelming. After accumulating a foot of snow on the ground, he finally began to weaken. The four lanterns hanging around the yard also burned to the end and went out one by one.

The heavy snow that started at night, suddenly ended, and the moon was high, reflecting the world of snow makeup.

A small head was revealed at the gate of the Dragon King.

The knives of the red face fluttered into the yard, leaving a deep footprint.

He passed the silver pile in the middle of the yard and glanced at the silver and the giant axe covered by thick snow. He moved his heart, but did not stop, and continued to move forward. Then he felt a little wrong, turned and looked up. The top of the red crow flag.

There is a person standing on it.

The knife smacked his eyes and couldn't believe what he saw. The top of the flagpole was not half-footed. He was shaking in the wind. How could he stand alone?

But this person is real, floating down, the cloak unfolds, like huge wings, landing silent, almost no traces on the snow.

Black masked, weapons hidden in the cloak, the knife can not see.

The cloak erected his index finger on his lips.

The knifeman finally had a little experience in the rivers and lakes. Although his heart was inexplicably inexplicable, he did not show it, but nodded.

The cloak pointed to the room of the Dragon King and said in a very small voice: "Go and see."

This is an unusual indication that the knifeman was controlled by the cloak who descended from the sky, nodded again, turned and walked one step at a time.

The door of the Dragon King was in front of him, and the eaves could not stop the heavy snow, and the door was half-foot thick.

The knives gently pushed the door open and saw the ice-like dragon king sitting cross-legged on the bed, and the stiff face engraved the pain that the world could not imagine.

The knife knives are still unable to move.

(Seeking for advice)