Death Sutra

Nie Zeng and Tie Lingyi felt that they first discovered the assassin, and at the same time flung the past, only the first Nanping strictly enforced the killer principle and jumped to the assassin's retreat.

The two concentrated on the competition, and they forgot that the other party could be mixed into the guarded military camp. It was not an ordinary master. When the knife suddenly lost its target, it was shocked.

This is not the low-key assassin of Jinpengbao. After avoiding the attack of the two killers, the intruder did not take the road and fled. Instead, he simply revealed the real body and jumped to a nearby tall flagpole and laughed loudly.

Chu Nan screen quietly stabbed a sword, the man pulled the sword and recruited, followed the flagpole and smashed a few feet up, the first South screen did not catch up, fell back to the ground, he already knew that he had no chance of winning.

"Dong Yuanlei of the Central Plains Qingcheng School saw the Dragon King."

The voice just fell, but the answer was not the Dragon King. An old woman screamed: "Deng frustrated, explain it to me clearly."

Deng Yuanlei once took the unconscious squad as a weapon, and she heard it afterwards.

"Haha, Tu Yu, do you want to sell the country to seek glory, loyal to a Hu people, and face to let me explain?"

"Bastard, who said that I am loyal to the Hu people? You..." In the speech, a chunky figure has already plunged to the flagpole, and a long cane stabbed Deng Yuanlei.

Deng Yuanlei’s long sword took a ride on the crutches and jumped to another flagpole. “To be honest, Tu Yu, your martial arts is indeed not as good as your brother...”

Next, Deng Yuanlei's face changed slightly, but the blink of an eye, surrounded by people, high or low, or bright or dark, blocked all the way, he laughed again, "Dragon King, I sent a letter, It’s not a trouble."

"Send the letter and walk normally. You don't need to learn monkeys." Gu Shen said loudly that people have already walked to the vicinity of the flagpole. Although the young killer trained by Hu Shining was one step late, the encirclement was not revealed, and Nie Zeng had corrected the mistake. Honest guarding the corner.

Tu Yu did not notice the changes around her. She was angered by Deng Yuanlei's provocation. She was chased and stopped by the dog that came after him. "Sister, this is the military camp of the Dragon King..."

"What about that, can he manage me?" That is to say, Tu Yu still stopped.

Deng Yuanlei bowed his head and jumped to the ground, heading forward, as if he did not take the killers seriously, and went to the Dragon King five steps, proudly said: "The Qingcheng school leader heard that the Dragon King knife is good, interested in asking a few If the Dragon King is not too bad, please choose a date and place."

"Why should I compete with the head of Qingcheng?"

Deng Yuanlei stunned and laughed. "If the dragon king is afraid..."

The old man suddenly emerged, and looked at Deng Yuanlei in an old-fashioned manner. "The old man heard that the head of the Qingcheng school is good, and he is interested in asking for a few tricks. You also choose a date and place."

Deng Yuanlei snorted. "Is this the Dragon King's hospitality?"

"No." Gu Shen made a big step forward and took three palms in succession.

The two had once handed over each other and knew each other. If the dragon king had a knife in his hand, Deng Yuanlei would be jealous of three points. Now he is empty-handed. He cares about the many killers around him. Now he fights against the sword, but he has no room for recruitment.

After the three moves, the two men retreated each other. Deng Yuanlei smiled and said: "The dragon king is good at the law, but with my Qingcheng school..." The words are not finished, the legs are soft, and they are lying on the ground. "You ......"

Xiaoyuetang’s **Gu Shen has kept a lot. When he first contested, it was useless to let the other person take it orally. This time, he didn’t want to deal with the master of Qingcheng, only the master’s late night. Entering the military camp is very mad.

The old man knew what the dragon king used. He did not wait for Deng Yuanlei to specify. He jumped over and poked a bit on his chest. Then he raised his hand and made a mouth. "Little little green city, even if you come to visit, Not qualified to talk to the Dragon King, are you afraid now, begging for mercy, no longer pretending?"

Deng Yuanlei’s heart was convinced that he was not convinced. He was stunned in public, but he was ashamed and angry. He could have a suffocating sigh in his chest and his face was red and he could not speak.

Many soldiers came out to watch the fun, all laughing and smirking.

"Dragon King, how to deal with this dead skin-faced guy?" The old man was not much taller than Deng Yuanlei who was lying on the ground. His right arm was on the top of the other side and asked excitedly.

"Throw out the military camp."

"Ah? Is that simple?"

Gu Shen nodded and raised the voice so that the people around him could hear it. "The Qingcheng School wants to ask me for advice. I don't need to specify the date and place. If anyone dares to sneak into the military camp, Daggers show the crowd."

The old man pointed a few times according to Deng Yuanlei’s head. "He heard it, and he was afraid that he would not, and said that he would never dare again."

The two guards came over and set Deng Yuanlei to walk outside the camp. The old man was kneeling from time to time and felt that there was no **** of a good girl. It was really refreshing.

The soldiers returned to the tent and went to sleep. Fang Weng ran over in a panting breath, folded his hands and held the sword tightly. "Dragon King, is it okay?"

"Nothing." Gu Shen took over the weapon and signaled Azhba to go with himself.

Fang Wen is trailing after a few steps, but it is like the dragon king's bodyguard.

Azheba is close, although he did not see the Dragon King's technique, but it is clear that he can quickly defeat his opponent, not relying on real Kung Fu.

"This is me. If necessary, use whatever means. Use ** to use **. This person has played with me. The martial arts is no worse than me. In the end, it is inevitable to be humiliated." Gu Shenwei did not deliberately conceal.

Fang Wen is shaking his head. If the Dragon King is really "unscrupulous", he should not tell the truth.

Azheba is even more confused. The Dragon King is more and more strange in his eyes. "Dragon King does not intend to compare?" He remembered very clearly that Dragon King had participated several times.

"I don't accept the competition that others have hardened for me. Will the old Khan Wang wrestle with the enemy leader? Will you let the bow and arrow compare with the opponent? Everyone chooses the best way for themselves. I have a thousand horses. The head of the Qingcheng School is self-proclaimed and martial arts. Everyone is trying to get a head start."

Azheba lowered his head and felt that the words of the Dragon King seemed reasonable and seemed to be unreasonable.

Fang Wen is secretly nodding, thinking that the Dragon King does not know where to learn some new tricks, the means of subordinates can be more mature than before.

They went to the place where the shaman was being held, and a guard carried an oil lamp to lead the two into it.

The four shamans sat on the ground and had a lot of injuries on their bodies. When they saw the Dragon King all started to shake, a young shaman rushed and said: "Dragon King, I am all recruited, really, I have seen Han Hao once. ......"

"It has nothing to do with you."

The young shaman is relieved, and the shaman’s eyes are both hateful and afraid. “I have said everything I know.”

"Let's say it again."

"A few years ago, the old Khan King asked the Master to try new spells at the nearest serving army..."

"Mage?" Azhba asked questioningly, "Which one?"

"The people in the West Valley are proud of the building." Gu Shen said.

Azhaba knew the people, and even saw a few of them, that is, they used the name of the old king to put Shangguan and others in jail.

It is indeed a group of weirdos, very weird.

As he grows older, the old Khan Wang has more and more suspicions about the people around him. He has enjoyed countless loyalties since he was born, but in his later years he felt that his loyalty was pitiful.

The disciple of Deyilou showed him many wonderful "spells", especially in controlling the hearts of the people, which made him more excited, so he proposed a bold plan.

The near-service army is the core force of the old Khan. He does not trust the aristocratic officers who returned to their hometowns for ten years. They only trust the soldiers who are loyal to him from birth to death. Even so, loyalty is not enough.

There are many limitations to the hypnosis of the Deyi Building, but it is good for deepening some inherent emotional effects. The task that the old Khan Wang gave them is to let the nearest servicemen die to be loyal to themselves.

This is a secret plan that bypasses all the generals and officers. Even the big ones only know a little.

The military shaman was chosen as the assistant of the mage, and the organization of soldiers to carry out simple prayer rituals, which is one of their duties, has never received attention and doubt.

In the first year, Deyilou disciples participated in almost every ritual, sometimes knocking sounds, sometimes adding some strange pronunciations, sometimes simply observing.

The shamans never figured out the wizard's tricks, just obey the orders and let what they do.

Two years later, the disciples of Deyilou no longer came. They probably didn’t think it had any obvious effect. The old Khan Wang also lost interest. The soldiers had already developed the habit of praying. Several shamans did not receive the order to end. Continue to host.

Shortly after the guests of the Western Region came to Longting, the Master reappeared and brought a woman.

The woman claimed to be Han Qin, showing more "spells" and completely conquering the shaman. "She is not a human being. She is a demon, a very powerful demon. No one can resist her will." There is a voice in the big shaman. The stock is deeply desperate.

"The shamans have all experienced the bed work of the demon." Gu Shen made an explanation again.

Azhba felt that he was in a fog, and everything that the great shaman and the dragon king said was beyond his understanding.

The attempt by the disciple of Deyilou actually achieved partial success. When the old Khan Wang was alive, the signs were not obvious. After he died, he gradually fermented and finally became an unexpected force, but no one could control it. Disciples can't, by contrast, shamans who have been stupid have an advantage over others.

Xiaoqintang disciple Han Qin first discovered that although this force could not be controlled, it could be used. She strictly enforced the orders of the imperial division and took the opportunity to provoke a large-scale melee.

"The soldiers are just a moment of confusion, there is always a way for them to understand." Azheba still does not believe in evil.

"If time is sufficient, the soldiers will naturally forget these indoctrinations, but we just don't have time."

Azhba banged his temples hard, hoping to dig out a little idea from his mind. "Give me a chance, I want to let the nearest army return to normal."

Gu Shenwei thought for a while. "You have two days." The whole army needs two days of rest. This is Gu Shen's biggest concession.

In two days, to change the thinking formed by thousands of people over the past few years, Azhba nodded hard and did not have much mental preparation for the difficult task he was about to perform.

There was a gust of wind outside, the tent was swaying, and Gu Shen was holding the handle at the same time as Azhba.

Two claws cut through the tent, red top Dapeng descended from the sky, the wings that had not been closed were almost filled with the whole tent, standing on one leg, and the other foot was extended to Gu Shenwei, and the pure red eyes burned with anger.

A flying knife was inserted in the legs covered with scales. Gu Shen pulled out gently and immediately applied hemostatic drugs. Then he picked up the flying knife and saw four small characters inscribed on the knife:

Qingcheng head.

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