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The heart is like a frenzy, the clouds are like thick paint, and the dark clouds that spread over the sky shrouded the entire Taiping Town, as if you could reach out and grab a piece of cloud. The pen&fun&pavilion www.biquge.info the cold wind that was like a thorn raged and blew, covering this silent Taiping Town. The dead leaves on the ground were flying around like pieces of paper money. The sound of the stinging and whistling wind echoed at the foot of Wutai Mountain like a sad song.

Ling Tianyun was enveloped by the aura that came from the force, and a sullen anger slowly rose from the bottom of his heart. The town where no one was talking, only the dead silence was as dry as sinking water, and he didn't even feel a drop of anger, and the people who disappeared all at once seemed to be a secret, which puzzled them. Gazing at the long street that you can see at the end, under the dim sky, the mess above the long street is in full view. Even the bark of the tree at the end of the long street, which was wrinkled like the vicissitudes of an old man's face, could be seen clearly, and the only remaining leaf on the dead tree, struggling in the wind, not wanting to fall.

He looked strangely at the kneeling bandit, and the resolute look of the bandit Ma Chenghui made his heart churn. There are all kinds of feelings in my heart, the thief's revenge has to be avenged, and what about myself, the revenge of the Feng family being destroyed, when will it be avenged, whether the grandfather under the nine springs is blind, and those men of the Feng family who are fighting to the death, whether they are scolding themselves under the nine springs. Thinking of this, Ling Tianyun's heart swelled with an inexplicable sourness, and his heart was really blocked.

"Okay, if Zhao doesn't agree, it seems that Zhao is hypocritical. After Zhao finishes dealing with the affairs here, you can go back to Da Zhou with Zhao. Zhao Kuangyin couldn't talk about joy when he received a thief, and his faint expression revealed a touch of imperceptible excitement. At this point, even the shopkeeper who was standing behind him didn't notice it, let alone Ling Tianyun, who was a foot away from him.

Ma Chenghui got up at this time, and after getting up, he waved to the red-faced man again, and met his master as the following person. In his heart, this doesn't seem to be right, the revenge has been avenged, but the resentment in his heart has been gone, and he has no relatives except for the gang of thieves, and even his only remaining dearest person, Ma San, has also suffered a poisonous hand. And he could only wholeheartedly help this red-faced big face who helped him avenge his hatred, and he felt that the sky with a black face like a fierce woman was still so intoxicating.

There was silence all around, the intense feeling of oppression grew stronger, and the howling wind blew more and more cheerfully.

"Congratulations to Brother Zhao, you have won a strong general." Ling Tianyun saw that Zhao Kuangyin agreed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to congratulate him. Although this is just a small bandit, no matter how weak a person is, there will be times when he shines brightly. He didn't dare to underestimate anyone easily, and everything in front of him was the best proof.

"Brother Ling's words are serious, this horse is a strong man, if I don't agree, it will be hypocritical. I'm afraid I won't be able to travel anymore tonight. Let's rest in this inn and wait for tomorrow morning, how about we? A bitter smile flashed in Zhao Kuangyin's eyes, he raised his eyes to look at the gray sky and the gradually fading luster, and suggested to Ling Tianyun.

Ling Tianyun knew that the other party must have come to this Taiping Town on purpose, and he followed him to this Taiping Town, only to see this indifferent shopkeeper who seemed to be ordinary but was actually extraordinary. This shopkeeper has a superb aura, obviously not an ordinary person, with an innate martial arts cultivation realm, and his origin must be extraordinary. Zhao Kuangyin didn't introduce the shopkeeper to him, the identity of the shopkeeper should be a secret, and he didn't reveal it easily. As for whether Ma Chenghui, the thief who had just surrendered, would know, Ling Tianyun didn't know.

When night falls, only the lanterns of the Taiping Inn are hung high in the big Taiping Town, and they look so small under the dark mountain. The uneven houses around it were completely populated, and it seemed that only the four of them were left in this Taiping Town, and the others had disappeared without a trace.

In Ruoda Taiping Town, Ruoda Taiping Inn, and at the foot of the eastern side of Wutai Mountain, where wild beasts howl in the midst of mountains, there is only a dim lantern hanging high on that long street about three miles long. The lantern that emitted orange light swayed in the cold wind, and an incomparably strange aura suddenly enveloped it, and the faint light became flickering and flickering, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

Ling Tianyun lived alone in a large room, lying on the bed, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. My mind is full of the scene of my grandfather's tragic death of Feng Yuxiu, as well as the tragic appearance of the family in a pool of blood. He couldn't help but think of the timid figure in his mind, the cousin Feng Xiaocicada whose life was as fragile as a summer cicada. Although he knew that she was still alive, he knew that the chances of reviving his cousin were slim.

An inexplicable irritability surged in his heart, Ling Tianyun got up and sat cross-legged, silently reciting the mantra of the Mahayana Heart Sutra in his heart, and the true qi in his body flowed rapidly into his body. After a big week, the irritability in his heart began to slowly retreat, and he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, it was not the first time that the method of luck in this heart sutra made him have such a harvest. He also learned some of this Heart Sutra, which is the supreme internal strength of Buddhism, and it can also be said to be a practice of refining the body, refining to the highest realm to reach the body of Jiuyang Haoyuan.

A pure and yang true yuan in his body was circulating rapidly, and he only felt that there was a huge amount of true yuan precipitated in his dantian, and he wanted to break through the dantian, and after a few months of cultivation, he already knew the wonders of the heart sutra. The original Ling family exercises in his body that had been cultivated into the true qi of the Mahayana had been transformed. The true qi that was not pure and strong yang has become incomparably pure and yang, and he only cared about cultivation before, but he did not really examine the true qi entrenched in his dantian. At this moment, he knew that the Heart Sutra given to him by the old monk was extremely precious.

Sitting cross-legged, Ling Tianyun silently ran the mantra in the Heart Sutra over and over again, and the pure yang qi in his dantian also had a kind of churning like a stir. He had already reached the late stage of the Inner Strength Realm, and had not yet reached the Great Perfection of the late stage of the Inner Strength Realm, and as soon as he had a hunch, he would soon break through that shackle and reach the Great Perfection of the Inner Strength Realm, and even reach the innate realm.

Feeling the majestic flow of true qi in the dantian, Ling Tianyun's mood was clear, silently carrying the mantra in the Heart Sutra, running one big week after another. Unconsciously, he didn't know how many Great Zhou Tian he had run, he only felt that the true qi in his dantian seemed to be a little stronger. And those pure and yang true qi nourished their own flesh in their own bodies, from every meridian to every bone, they were nourished by this pure and incomparably pure true qi. At this time, he understood why he suddenly burst out, and that pure and yang true qi would be transformed into an incomparably powerful physical force, all of which was brought about by the exercises in the Heart Sutra.

He didn't know what the body of Jiuyang Haoyuan, the highest state of the Heart Sutra, was, and he also got a glimpse of it at this time, and his true qi was transformed into a pure and incomparably powerful power, this kind of power, he believed that as long as he refined it to the extreme, it would inevitably give a new realm.

Feeling the majestic breath from his body, as well as the sonorous and powerful heartbeat, his body exuded a pure masculine aura. He even felt that his body was incomparably tough, like iron and steel. Holding back the joy in his heart, he seemed to see the light that guided him, and this "Mahayana Heart Sutra" was really the supreme martial arts he dreamed of.

Ling Tianyun's heart was full of confidence, the supreme practice of Buddhism made him see hope, and also let him find his direction. As long as you move forward step by step, the pinnacle of martial arts is not impossible to reach. He was still grateful to the old monk in his heart, he didn't know why the old monk wanted to give him such a supreme Buddhist practice to practice, but he knew that the other party must have a purpose, but he had no ill will towards him.

If the heart is like a mirror, the knife will be clear, and the hand will be turned over and the clouds will be covered.

Ling Tianyun's heart was like a mirror, and that ethereal and clear state of mind was even more unavoidable and unseekly, abandoning all distracting thoughts in his heart. He put all his energy into the exercise mantra, and according to the exercise mantra in the Heart Sutra, he silently transported the true qi in his body, and the true qi that was circulating was flowing endlessly.

Immersed in the majestic true air rotation, Ling Tianyun had already forgotten the passage of time. In his own ethereal mind, there were only wisps of pure and yang true qi that flowed endlessly, surging out of his dantian, flowing through his body in an instant, and moistening his body like a bubbling spring yang water. And the internal and external injuries he suffered were slowly improved under the nourishment of the pure and yang true qi.

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In another larger room of the inn, Zhao Kuangyin sat firmly on a chair, and opposite him was the indifferent shopkeeper. The cold aura on the face of the shopkeeper had long since disappeared, revealing a look of awe, he stood with his hands in his hands, bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows, and did not dare to look at the red-faced man in front of him who was not angry and self-righteous for a long time.

"They haven't heard from them yet, it's almost a day ago, why haven't they come yet, haven't the spies you sent down have come back with a message?"

There was no emotional fluctuation on his face, but Zhao Kuangyin's tone was full of anger, and the misting hot tea in his hand had been tightly grasped by him, and he did not abandon it at all because of the hot tea. The dragon-like figure swelled with an endless majesty.

"The humble post has been arranged, but the young master Guo of the Guiyi Army has something to delay, I am afraid that this meeting will be difficult to come, but Mo Xiaoshan, one of the four commanders of the Guiyi Army, will definitely come. The spies sent down by the lowly government only heard these news, and they have not returned at this time, I am afraid that they are ??????" The shopkeeper replied respectfully, but when he talked about the back, Ai Ai couldn't say any more, and seemed to have some scruples.

"I'm afraid what, go on." Zhao Kuangyin frowned, and a look of displeasure suddenly appeared on his face, and he urged the other party.

"Yes, it is possible that the spies under the lowly faction were killed by those Khitans who emerged inexplicably, and even if they were not killed, I am afraid that they would be more than lucky. And those Khitans are also going to the Guiyi army in the Wutai Mountains, so at this time, I am afraid that there has been a fierce battle between the two masters. If the Great Commander can go to the appointment on time, it means that they are fine, and they have not come at this time, I am afraid that the battle is not over yet. ”

"But it is clear how the Khitan people know that the Guiyi Army is in Wutai Mountain, and who is the leader of the Khitans?"

"The humble position has been investigated, it is the defenders of that Dai Prefecture who told the secret, and the specific person who told the secret has not been clarified, as for the person in charge of this Khitan operation, I think the adults also know that it is Yelu Zongheng, the third prince of the Khitan State."