"Master Naluo, what is your opinion?"

Hui Xing clasped his hands together and said to Naluo.

"No, no, no."

Nara stood up from sitting cross-legged: "The two of you hold that what I know is not a dispute between the Dharma, but between 'action' and 'knowledge', non-action, no way to prove the Dharma, non-knowledge, no way to see the mind......

The corners of his mouth rose and showed a mysterious smile, but he didn't continue, but his voice changed: "The guests of the poor monks and others are here, and today's discussion is over." ”

Everyone followed his gaze and saw that outside the main hall of the Buddha Hall, there was already a person standing in the courtyard at some point.

The man was tall, but because he was far away and it was dark outside, he couldn't see his face clearly for a while.

Hui Ming and Hui Xing said, "Master Naluo, please take care of yourself." ”

Then she went out of the temple.

The walker also stood up and said, "Master Naluo, Master Xuanzang asked me to hand over the letter to you, so I just said that I can take it." ”

Na Luo didn't reply and said: "Xuanzang's Buddhism is profound, and I said that I was not as good as him in Zhongtianzhu back then, but now he can't control me." ”

As he spoke, he had already walked out of the temple.

The walker held the iron rod in his right hand, and held the letter handed to him by Master Xuanzang in his left hand, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

In the courtyard outside the temple.

Yang Xirong, dressed in gray and with gray hair, stood with his hands in his hands.

He looked up at the sky, and the moon in the clouds appeared and disappeared.

And he seemed to have realized something from it, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Behind him, on the left and right stood Cai Mang, the lord of the three mansions of the Bafu, and Sun Jiuniang.

But the light of these two people was all overshadowed by Yang Xirong, so that before Na Luo walked out, he didn't know that there were these two people behind Yang Xirong.

"Lord Yang."

Na Luo walked up with a smile on his face: "Since the mansion master has arrived, then what we are talking about ......"

"That's a lot of sleep."

Yang Xirong lowered his head and looked seriously at the Hu Seng in front of him.

"I don't like monks, but you're an exception."

He pointed to Hu Seng, and then said: "In the twenty-first year of Zhenguan, Taizong ordered Wang Xuance to be the main envoy, and Jiang Shiren was the deputy envoy and a group of thirty people sent to Tianzhu.

Later, Wang Xuance fled to Tubo, recruited 1,200 Tubo soldiers and 7,000 Nibora soldiers, and attacked Zhongtianzhu.

After that time, you returned to Chang'an with Wang Xuance, claiming to have a lifespan of two hundred years and the art of immortality, and offered the elixir of immortality to Taizong. ”

"Oh, what does the Yang Mansion Master have to say?" Hu Seng Naluo's face was still smiling, but in the moonlight, this smile was indescribably eerie.

"Don't be nervous, if it weren't for the 'elixir' you offered, Emperor Taizong wouldn't have collapsed so quickly."

Yang Xirong smiled: "I was originally the grandson of the Great Sui Emperor, so I ...... The enemy of all enemies can be my friends. ”

"Hahaha."

Naro threw his head back and laughed, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"If it weren't for the Tang Emperor ordering Wang Xuan Ce to send an envoy, the Magadha Kingdom would not have been destroyed, such an enemy of destroying the country, how could I forget, how could I let Emperor Taizong live forever."

"I heard that you still have the heart to use the power of the Li clan to revive Magadha?"

"It's just a matter of exploitation."

Na Luo smiled, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly to Yang Xirong: "Please also ask the Lord of the Yang Mansion to help me." ”

"Well said."

Yang Xirong said lightly: "I said that the enemy of the enemy can become friends, so ......"

Behind him, Cai Mang, the lord of the Three Mansions, walked up and took out a piece of leather that was folded together from his arms.

"This is the map you want, Master Nara."

In the darkness, Na Luo's sleepy eyes suddenly lit up, and his face showed a look of surprise.

"Such an important map, did the Yang Mansion Lord really give it to me? No conditions? ”

"Are the conditions ......?"

Yang Xirong said slowly.

Seeing Naro's hand take the map, at this moment,

The ground under his feet slumped suddenly, and a foreign body that looked like a human and a non-human, like a snake and not a snake came out of it, and the thick snake tail rolled towards Cai Mang.

"It's you, monster!"

Cai Mang was shocked, his clothes opened violently, and from his chest, a round of fiery red light opened.

Rumble~

Flames soar into the sky.

In the blood-red firelight, a snake-shaped head was burnt with scorched flesh, and a strange shrill laugh came out of its mouth.

"Got you!"

The voice was human-like, with the sound of a snake hissing and exhaling.

Hearing it makes people's scalps tingle.

It's a tall dragon.

He actually lay in ambush under the Qinglong Temple, and suddenly killed at the moment when Cai Mang traded with Naluo.

At this time, the snake tail belonging to the ghost rolled up Cai Mang layer by layer.

Although Cai Mang's mouth let out an angry roar, flames blasted towards the tall dragon, burning the skin of the ghost and shattering the scales of the snake.

But the tall dragon seems to be iron-hearted, and he won't let go even if he dies.

"Livestock!"

Yang Xirong's figure rose into the air, and in mid-air, his hands swirled into two balls of light, one black and one white.

A ghostly whistling sound emanated from his palm.

Sun Jiuniang also jumped up almost at the same time, and in the red light, two translucent wind blades swung out of her hands.

Last mover first comes.

Puff~

Blood mist splatters.

A tall figure suddenly appeared, blocking the blow for the tall dragon.

It's the weird ghost claw Ko-san.

The sound of flame explosions in the Qinglong Temple kept ringing.

In the distance, several figures with light came like meteors.

Yang Xirong was only stunned for a moment, turned around suddenly, and roared at Sun Jiuniang: "Go!" ”

The people from the Taishi Bureau are here, and if they don't leave, they won't be able to leave.

"Boss, save me!"

Cai Mang let out a terrible scream.

He threw fireballs frantically, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the boss Yang Xirong and Sun Jiuniang had accelerated to escape.

On the other side, the monk Naro also turned and fled.

Himself was abandoned?

Abandoned son?

A desperate horror welled up in my heart.

The next moment, with the crazy laughter of the ghost, the ground rolled up, and boundless darkness poured in.

In the dark night, there were whistling and shouting, constantly coming from the direction of Qinglong Temple.

That Luo Yi Po ran wildly without looking back.

His heart was filled with an incredible joy.

I didn't expect the Lanchi map to be so easy to get my hands on.

With this map, he can regain the trust of Li Ke, the king of Wu, and even sell among the rest of Taizong's princes to seek support.

I really didn't expect it to be so easy.

When Taizong was alive, Na Luo Po Mei wanted to ask Li Shimin to help him rebuild the Zhongtianzhu Magadha Kingdom.

It's a pity that Li Shimin showed contempt for this, which made him lose his thoughts.

After the death of Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, Na Luo Erpo also wanted to connect with the new emperor Li Zhi.

It's a pity that Li Zhi is young and strong, and he shows disdain for the immortality technique that Naro said.

As a last resort, Na Luo Po had to find another way.

Lan Chi, the immortal golden man.

With this as bait, I don't believe that Li Tang's ambitious princes and grandsons are not moved.

Hehe, since Li Shimin killed his brother and forced his father to become the emperor, the gene of killing relatives and usurping the throne has been planted in the bloodline of the Li Tang family.

It is not difficult to find ambitious people in the clan.

When the time comes, the dream of restoring the country ......

Just as Naro was dreaming in his heart, suddenly, a strong wind came from above his head.

Hu Seng's face changed, he let out a strange cry in his mouth, and slapped his right hand upwards violently.

His arms were thin, and his fingers were like hooked claws.

The whole night seemed to be kneaded together with this claw.

Boundless darkness, like ink, condensed in his hands.

Rumble~

In the black gas, a flash of lightning burst out.

Naro screamed and staggered.

After a few steps of gliding, his left hand rested on the ground, and his body jerked upside down, facing the enemy behind him.

In front of him, I don't know when there was an extra young man, a pair of eyes, shining in the dark night.

"Bad people?"

Naro's eyes fell on the bronze medal on the opponent's waist.

Su Dawei held the demon pestle in his hand, and his eyes stared at Na Luo fiercely.

Although I don't know what the origin of this Hu monk is, I don't know what deal he has with Yang Xirong and others.

But Lan Chi's map is on this person, and he must not be allowed to escape with the map.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and it seemed that rain clouds were accumulating.

A storm is coming.

Between the surging clouds,

Suddenly the moonlight in the sky was obscured.

The four sides suddenly darkened, and the five fingers could not be seen.

Su Dawei was shocked, his eyes widened suddenly, and his vitality gathered in his pupils, only to see that the monk lowered his head, and his tall body seemed to be broken into two.

What is this monk going to do?

Su Dawei was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, the other party actually bent down and hugged his knees, rolling like a big leather ball.

This is the first time Su Dawei has seen this strange body, and he was stunned for a second, and finally suddenly realized.

This guy wants to escape.

"Where to run!"

Su Dawei snorted coldly, stretched his body, and instantly pierced in front of the "big ball".

The demon slaying pestle in his right hand stabbed at the ball of flesh.

Don't look at the tip of the demon pestle is not very sharp, if you stab it on the person's body, it will poke a blood hole.

And a little bit of lightning flashed on the demon pestle, and this blow already contained the power of thunder and lightning.

Seeing the poke, the humanoid ball bounced violently.

When he shrunk back, his tall body looked like a ball, and this time it bounced away, but it looked like a spider with long hands and legs.

The demon pestle fell short.

Hu Seng Naluo's long arms like bamboo branches, already carrying a cloud of black qi, hit Su Dawei's face.

Su Dawei's steps were wrong, and his body twisted like a snake.

The backhand demon pestle hit Hu Seng on the cheek.

Seeing that it was about to be hit, Na Luo Po smiled's neck shrank, and her head shrank into the shell like an old turtle, and disappeared impressively.

This kind of strange action is completely beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, which makes Su Dawei disappointed again.

Na Luo's left hand rotated back, and the arm bones made a slight sound, and at an angle that seemed to be broken, he grabbed Su Dawei's dantian.

"Yoga?"

Su Dawei twitched his cheeks.

Yoga is the name of later generations, this kind of body art originated from the ancient Tianzhu, which was first created by the monks of Landa Temple in order to realize "Brahman and I are one".

If you change to another person, you will be hit by Naluo's strange way of playing against human joints at first glance.

But Su Dawei just shook his back.

There was a crackling sound, and his body twisted into a strange position, like a strange python twisted together.

Dangerously avoided Naro's claws and crotch.

"Compared with the body method, I have nine dragon shapes, and I am not weaker than others."

Su Dawei sneered and said something that Luo Ermei couldn't understand at all.

At the same time, the demon pestle silently poked at Naro's neck.