It was not Li Zhichang who sent him away, but Jin Wen, the third-generation descendant of the Divine Eagle Gate and Jin Fei's son.

Li Zhichang watched him move gently, his right hand had been twisted off by the tartar, hanging down to his side, holding the knife with only his left hand, gritting his teeth, agitating the last strength, and inserting the knife ~ into his father's chest, the moonlight sprinkled on Jin Fei's chest, and the blood was gushing out like a pool with a missing mouth, which was a demonic Yin ~ red.

"What's your name?"

Li Zhichang lowered his eyes and asked this stubborn child, his condition was not much better, his left foot was broken, the joint of his right hand was broken in the opposite direction, his originally delicate cheeks were high and swollen, and he didn't know how many wounds were bleeding outside.

The little boy screamed, there seemed to be infinite anger in the scream, and he tried to draw the knife with his left hand, but he had just been beaten and tortured, and he didn't know how many bones in his body were broken, and the knife that stabbed his father was already the limit of what he could bear, and he could no longer hold the knife at this time.

A cry that was more fierce than a ghost's howl sounded in the night.

At this moment, this purgatory-like village seemed to have frozen.

Li Zhichang looked around and saw an old man sitting diagonally against the threshold, cutting off someone's head with a knife, and still maintaining the posture of the sun before he died, and there were also those who groveled and knelt on the ground, and were incontinent before they died, and there were also those who held wooden sticks and hoes in their hands, and they still glared angrily before they died, and their eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire

Whether it is an adult or a child, suspecting that it is a woman who has been murdered, Li Zhichang looked over one by one, walking in such a piece of blood, there was a boundless darkness that surrounded him, making him seem to forget himself, and only with a detached but heavy heart, he dug the graves of the people in this village one by one and buried them with his own hands.

A total of one hundred and twenty-seven were buried, including several masters of the Divine Eagle Gate, as well as the heroic man who had suffered inhuman torture and died early, a total of one hundred and thirty-nine.

The moonlight was lonely and sprinkled on this blood-stained land, and the cold wind came from the forest, and I didn't know where to go.

Li Zhichang finally knew the child's name, but after today, the child was only afraid of being like him, and didn't want to recall the original name, this kind of pain is not something ordinary people can bear, and it is a child, who should be at the most innocent age, enjoying the warmth brought by the family.

"Your father died under the willow tree, and you were born under the willow tree, and then you will be surnamed Liu, and your name will be Suifeng. The willow of the willow tree, the wind that goes with the wind, if you can't avenge your father, let the wind go with the wind today. ”

Li Zhichang withdrew his palms, he also had the supreme Xuangong of the Divine Sutra, it was impossible to save Jin Wen, and it was not difficult to get through this level for this child. But the child's clear eyes only brightened for a moment, and then dimmed, and it could be seen that his spirit had been tensed to the limit, lying on Li Zhichang's back, muttering something in his mouth.

Li Zhichang himself is an orphan who was picked up by the roadside of Qiu Chuji, and has been growing up in the deep mountains of Zhongnan, he doesn't know what kind of image his father is, whether he is as ordinary as the rural farmers in these villages that have died, or the same chivalrous and heroic as Jianghu guests like Jin Fei.

There was no doubt that it would be a beautiful thing, and he longed for it, as Liu Suifeng should have.

This kind of beauty, which should have been well preserved and could not be easily destroyed, was now ruthlessly crushed by the Mongolian iron horse.

So Li Zhichang walked firmly towards the cavalry who were running away in embarrassment, he wrapped Liu Suifeng behind his back, one step at a time, as stable as that day, the long black hair was scattered on both shoulders at will, and the moon-white robe was hunting in the wind, like a fairy stepping on the moon.

The sword is already in hand.

The impermanence sword with a whole body of black ink had already jumped into his palm, and the blade of the sword buzzed, as if it was an angry roar.

The Mongol warriors fled in a hurry, but none of them escaped.

On this day, the moon-white cloth and black jade sword broke through the 300-person formation of the Mengyuan vanguard and led the Kipchak battalion to dispatch.

Then the white-shirted and black-shirted swordsman broke through the Kipchak camp and beheaded more than a thousand, and Meng Yuan was shaken

From the birth sword to the world sword.

This is not an easy thing to do, and it is contrary to the true road.

Wang Chongyang was a fierce battle to kill the enemy, fighting to the death with the Jin people, several ups and downs, and the first half of his life was also magnificent, and after he was defeated and collapsed, he found that what he did was just a dream.

The general trend of the world will not make any kind of change he hopes for because of him alone, just like the way of heaven, which can be smooth but irreversible.

So Wang Chongyang got out of the big chess game of the world and entered the game of the rivers and lakes, so that he could effectively suppress the purple ~ Yang Zhenren and have the glory of 90,000 people in the world today.

He first entered the world, and then was born, seemingly transcendent from the mortal, but in fact, even the seven sons of Quanzhen don't know whether he has the path of enlightenment.

Li Zhichang has just been the opposite of Chongyang Zhenren, he was born in the Qing Dynasty thirty years ago, and finally achieved the innate avenue under the influence of the external factor of Suliu, and then broke it and stood again, and sat on the Shentai Qingming with the Shenzhao Sutra.

He has found his way to go, and it is said that cultivators are the most indifferent and ruthless, Li Zhichang does look indifferent on the outside, but in his heart he is like a volcano hidden under the surface of a deep cold lake.

Liu Suifeng slept quietly on his back, Li Zhichang breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately frowned, and the muscles in his body reached a mysterious point in an instant, neither too tense nor too relaxed, this is already the most suitable state for eruption.

At this time, it is already on the shore of the lower reaches of the Han River, as long as the Han River is crossed, Xiangyang is in sight.

But someone found Li Zhichang.

It stands to reason that someone will find Li Zhichang, he killed and injured no less than thousands of Meng Yuan's elite iron horsemen along the way, and he has already attracted the attention of Kublai Khan, since he has been discovered, he naturally wants to send a master to take Li Zhichang.

Standing majestically on the edge of the Han River is an old monk, dressed in a secret monk's robe, with a slender figure, but with his hands folded, on the edge of the independent Han River, the distant qi and divine consciousness have locked Li Zhichang.

The wind wrinkled the water, and the same blew the old monk's broad robe.

This old monk seems to have entered a strange state, this feeling is like this old monk and the Han River in front of him are integrated, indescribable nature, which shows this monk's method.

Li Zhichang smiled indifferently: "Monk, are you going to block my way?" ”

This old monk standing near the river is the emperor Ba Sipa. Whether it was the reign of Möngke or the accession of Kublai Khan, Pas-pa was treated with corresponding courtesy.

He is not only a unique living Buddha who hides secrets, but his identity is still above the Golden Wheel, Red Sun and other Dharma kings, so the two Dharma Kings of Jinlun and Red Sun received the order to kill Guo Jing, but he can sit alone in the Chinese army.

But today~ he also had to make a move.

Positions of power and duty have always been mutually reinforcing.

The position of the emperor is not so easy to sit in, under his protection before, the success of assassinating Meng Ge by Su Liuwanjun has been a great blow to his reputation, reputation is such a thing, the emphasis is on accumulating prestige, if Pasipa does nothing and cultivates Buddha quietly, then it is very likely that he will disappear from everyone's field of vision.

Some people practice Buddhism just for one way, and these people don't really let go.

Recently, I met a crazy and powerful person like Li Zhichang, and I had to ask the emperor to take action, and with the supreme and profound Buddhism, I knew it with affection, moved it with reason, and convinced it.

But after seeing Li Zhichang, the shock in Ba Sipa's heart was no less than that of Li Zhichang, and he could come out of the mortal situation in a short period of time......

When he led the Tibetan secret monks to see Li Zhichang, his eyelids moved slightly, and he said, "Is the real person in charge of the sect all right?" ”

He did not deny that he had been killed by others back then, which was already a sure thing, and it was pointless to shirk it. It's just that Li Zhichang at the moment seems to have been reborn, not only is he not harmed, but his qi is more calm and calm than a few years ago.

Like the abyss of the sea, Pas-pa has reached this kind of realm with the help of the Han River, and Li Zhichang himself is already a great river of the Yangtze River.

Li Zhichang said lightly: "The emperor is slightly ill, and now I am no longer in charge of the whole truth, and I am not the same Li Zhichang anymore." ”

I am no longer me, I have forgotten myself, and the aggregates are all lost.

Since that day, after rushing into battle, Li Zhichang saw from afar that Ba Si Pa was defeated by Su Liu's amazing shot, obviously suffering a lot of internal injuries, and he didn't want Ba Si Pa to almost return to normal today, this tantric method is really good!

Ba Si Pa said: "There is no way here, where is Li Zhenren going to go?" ”

Li Zhichang still said flatly: "Originally, there was no road, but after I walked through it, there was one on the Han River." ”

Ba Si Pa put his palms on his chest, sighed majestically, and said: "Li Zhenren wants to climb the Ping and tread the water, but I am afraid that it is not realistic, and the road under his feet has a way against the heavens, leading to the Yellow Spring, I am afraid it is not easy to walk." ”

Li Zhichang said: "The upper and poorer blue fall into the Yellow Spring, where my sword goes, I can do everything." ”

In the wind, he suddenly played his sword and sang, the song was clear and loud, and the surface of the Han River shook with sparkling waves.

Ba Siba raised his palms and sighed slightly: "Turning back is the avenue, Li Zhenren, you are in the picture." ”

The two of them started to fight first, which is also the place where the monks speak very differently, their own pursuits are very different, but they are educated by each other, even if they want to stumble on each other, it is to observe the opponent's flaws to be ruthless.

Li Zhichang smiled slightly, drew his sword and pointed at Ba Si Pa and said, "Please." ”

A word of invitation, but it was not polite, it just signaled that he was about to make a move, Li Zhichang really made a move, and the sword qi above the blade of the impermanence sword was condensed, as if it were substance, forming a circle of ripples, spreading and surrounding Ba Sipa.

"It turns out that Li Zhenren actually has a great creation."

Ba Si Pa lowered his eyebrows and sighed, and in his voice, there seemed to be infinite pity, since Li Zhichang had already made a move, how could he be restrained, only to see him put his hands on his chest, pinching a strange hand, and pointing in the air, it met with Li Zhichang's sword momentum.

Li Zhichang's sword momentum may be as insignificant as the clouds and the sky, unpredictable, and the big mudra of the Eight Sipa is the face of the mountains, and it does not move the roots.

The two of them did this on the edge of the Han River.

Pasipa was first shot by Suliu, and his internal injuries had not yet healed, so he had many scruples at this time, and many of the means of stimulating the potential of life in Tantra could not be used.

In the blink of an eye, he was already outside the hundred moves, Li Zhichang suddenly smiled slightly, and said, "Yes." ”

The Impermanence Sword stabbed back at an incredible angle, directly through the Great Mudra of Paspa, which was like sealing the clouds and closing the moon, and was inserted between his palms.

The body of this Tibetan Secret Living Buddha shook violently, and he suddenly looked up at the sky, and then lowered his head to look at the black jade long sword that penetrated his own ten thousand laws and one big handprint.

The Impermanence Sword seems to have spirituality, the long sword is stained with Buddha blood, and the ink on the sword body is almost transparent, but it presents a strange lilac light.

Ba Si Pa said regretfully: "Before, the old man still regretted not bringing the Sixteen Heavenly Demons with him, according to the sword of the real person, how many people came are the same. ”

"Anyone who stands in my way can be killed."

Li Zhichang casually wiped the blood flowing from his mouth, and the eight Si Pa condensed the eight Si Pa seals of the whole body, like the weight of a mountain, and it was not easy to catch, and this big mudra almost hit his five internal organs and shifted their positions.

But Ba Si Pa is even more unbearable, he took this sword, knowing that if he went further, he might be able to leave Li Zhichang, but he only had one way to die, and it was useless to do such things that pay far more than gain. He smiled slightly; "It is true that a real person has great luck, and even forgot his name, but he has not forgotten the path he wants to take, which is indeed rare, but if he goes against the sky, his heart will also be punished by God."

Li Zhichang said: "If the sky stops me, draw a sword and cut the sky." ”

This is not without self-pride, and Li Zhichang, who is concentrating on penance on the mountain, is not alone.

Ba Si Pa didn't seem to have much energy to listen, his thoughts gradually dissipated, and his eyelids drooped~ Pulled down, as if he felt that Li Zhichang could not be defeated, turned around and left, and suddenly turned around and smiled: "I see, the sky is strange and unpredictable." ”

Li Zhichang looked around, and Ba Si Pa went very quickly, and with the little skill he had left now, he was actually not sure to leave him.

There are only four fields, and he is the only one standing, after he dispersed the innate power and the immortal evil qi into Su Liu's body, he only cultivated the incomparably pure Shenzhao Sutra, plus the strange internal power of Hedra Ascetic Cultivation Yijiazi, in terms of skill, he did not reach the peak, in fact, it was inferior to Ba Sipa.

But Pasipa was defeated in the hands of Li Zhichang, which is something that even he never thought of, hiding the secret living Buddha, being able to know the blessings and misfortunes of others, but not knowing himself, is also sad.

Li Zhi often stands near the river, but he is not in a hurry to cross the river, the river is like a mirror, and the person in the mirror seems to be no longer himself.

This "self" is Li Zhichang Li Zhenren, who was born and cultivated in Zhongnan Quanzhen wholeheartedly, and now he is standing near the river is the one who has entered the WTO, Li Zhichang thought of his name Jin Wen changed his name to Liu Suifeng, and lived in the world in another capacity, and he seemed to be like this.

He touched his nose and suddenly thought of Su Liu, the man in white clothes and white hair who walked through the snow, it was he who changed his fate and the fate of countless people.

It seems that the mysterious celestial phenomena in the mouth of Pasipa are not talking about him, but Su Liu, who made this hidden secret living Buddha have an epiphany on the spot.

Anyway, the willow on his back whispered softly with the wind, "I saw it with the wind, uncle is so powerful, uncle, what's your name." ”

Li Zhichang's body was shocked, looking up at the moon, the moon was as clear as his eyes, but it seemed that he was no longer himself. (To be continued.) )