Xu Fengnian slapped his forehead suddenly, withdrew his hand from the side of the big snow flat of Huishan Mountain, and swept back, regardless of whether the herdsmen understood the tone of Gusaizhou, and asked them to retreat first, Xu Fengnian took the lead in picking up a nomadic child and holding it under his armpit, and picked up a teenager nearby, his knees were slightly bent, like an arrow catapulting the cliff, several times he turned around and catapulted, fell on the top of the mountain, and jumped down to the bottom of the canyon after putting it down, and then dragged two young children.
The herdsmen don't care about the general sheep and horse tents, retreat desperately, Xu Fengnian is breathless, more than a dozen ups and downs, and finally send more than 20 children to the top of the mountain, the cow's hooves roar like lip thunder, the canyon cliff gravel shakes off, the dust is filled, the corner is the first group of male bison has arrived like the tide, Xu Fengnian ignored the young herdsmen who pretended to stay, and finally got up and down, and found a delicate figure, bending down to support a child who fell, holding one in his hand, Xu Fengnian ran to his side, Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her side face, slightly stunned, but he didn't care about anything, he picked up the two children and swept to the top of the mountain, after putting them down, he fell back to the bottom of the valley, and there were still more than eighty desperate herdsmen in the canyon who were desperately fleeing, only to see that the girl who could make His Royal Highness the Prince of the World still shocked the heavens pursed her lips, stood in place, with a heartfelt thanksgiving, and there was a relief of life and death in her eyes.
Ascend Kunlun again.
The ground shook so badly that the herdsmen's legs weakened, and the canyon ground was already potholed, the ground trembled, and it became more and more difficult to walk, and several elderly people stumbled to the ground, struggling to get up and then running.
Xu Feng's life is majestic, like thunder on the ground, thunder against thunder.
The qi flows all over the body, leaking out like a flood, and flooding against flooding.
Xu Fengnian sighed again, suddenly opened his eyes, and his hands slid outward to wipe away, the arc was soft, and the dust could not be close to him.
The girl standing behind her only saw the young saber man's long shirt fluttering, clear and dusty, when the crazy cow with red eyes rushed ten steps away from him, it was like hitting an invisible copper wall, twisting half of the front hooves of the first-line cattle that were neck and neck, squeezing backwards, and then being stacked by countless stretching bison behind them, layer by layer, until the cattle at the head of the first row of the tide exploded their bodies, and blood splattered, but even so, the dense black and oppressed cattle were actually blocked in their footsteps, Do not advance in the slightest A bison in the back row weighing two or three thousand catties hit the wall one after another, and the bones accumulated, instantly reaching three zhang high, and suddenly erected a scarlet wall, the blood was viscous and blurry, shocking.
The horns of the sturdy bison are thick and sharp, bending out in two striking arcs, the four legs are white below the knees, and the shoulders and backs are as high as tumors.
What's more, this torrent of cattle that can destroy the mountain is in the cramped space where there is no way to hide in the canyon, as if they meet on a narrow road, and there is no other way but to rush forward to the death.
The bison is docile, but it is just a rush of brains into the canyon, scattering hooves and running wildly, gradually arousing fierce blood, especially being artificially blocked and stagnant, and the world's so-called drilling horns is really a prophecy.
Xu Fengnian pressed down with both hands, and more than forty bison carcasses suddenly fell.
Slide your feet backwards on the ground for two steps.
Without any hindrance, the bison trampled on the corpse and jumped over it, continuing to run wildly.
Xu Fengnian's sleeves were bulging, his left foot slid out a step, his arms were spread, and he suddenly pushed forward, and the wind and sand in front of him rose greatly, especially when the cliffs on both sides were pulled by the qi engine, and many flying stones as big as a bucket were pulled out and shot towards the herd.
Slightly blocked the momentum of the herd, Xu Fengnian didn't care about the bloodshot oozing from the corner of his mouth, knowing that the flying stone was just a solution to the urgent need, and he couldn't escape the drop in the bucket.
If you reach the Finger Xuan Realm, you can break through the cliffs, and it is expected to block the canyon, and it is estimated that the body of the ordinary King Kong Realm will not be able to withstand the impact of this big wave hitting the rocks.
It's a pity that Xu Feng, who is still one line away from the King Kong Realm, retreated a few steps after the year, and quickly ventilated halfway, without even spitting out blood.
Being able to block one step is one step.
Cycle after cycle, the rhubarb court is circulating.
More than a dozen back and forth, has been step by step backwards six or seven zhang, during the period of anxiety unbearable, Xu Fengnian murderous heart, with the ground rolling stone to make a sword qi rolling dragon wall, more than a dozen bison to follow the corpse of the bones, the price is to irrepressible mouth spurt blood, the heart is shocked, no longer dare to act rashly, only feel extremely aggrieved, anger skyrocketed, eyes red, eyebrows red date imprint slowly turned light purple, light purple into deep purple, eyes no longer see, no longer smell, put the ground to death and then live, no longer pros and cons to weigh life and death, Gradually into an unspeakable good situation, there is a gap between life and death, Confucianism is innocent, worthy of heaven and earth is not afraid of life and death, Taoism is pure and inaction, and Buddhism does not hesitate to use his example as a bridge to send people to the other side.
Xu Fengnian shook Kunlun, stole the teacher in Daxueping Confucian Xuanyuan Jingcheng, has a heroic righteousness although tens of millions of people have been in the past, at first to save the herdsmen and risk, the heart of the unknown good fate of the private thoughts, but over time, there is no hindrance, but into the world unintentionally born the heart of the world, rhubarb garden planted golden lotus, with buds to be released to bloom, a moment of pure longevity.
Xu Fengnian opened his mind without knowing it.
The right hand is naturally behind you, with your eyes closed and your left palm facing up.
I only remember that when I went to Wudang Mountain at the beginning of that year, I heard that Wang Chonglou, the head of the sect, had cut off the vicissitudes of the river, and deliberately reached the top in one go, Xu Fengnian gently stroked his left hand and blurted out: "Broken River." ” Turn off T Ads gt A foot in front of him, a chasm cracked in the ground, reaching the cliff.
After six or seven bison fell into the crack and were filled up by the bison who had no time to jump behind them, the latecomers continued to run forward as if they were walking on the ground, blood splattering everywhere.
You run to me.
Xu Fengnian slid backwards leisurely, breaking again and again.
It's really a tragic scene of the ebb and flow of the tide.
Xu Fengnian seems to be chic and uninhibited, and he is indescribably indifferent and indescribable, but he is already bleeding from seven knots.
No matter how mysterious and continuous the Rhubarb Court is, and it is known for its strong internal strength, it is not an inexhaustible bottomless abyss after all, especially when it is very important to pay attention to the twists and turns, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World does not hesitate to mention the realm of the strong mention of the river in one palm, and there is always a time when the oil runs out and the lamp runs out.
Xu Fengnian was like a fish swimming among the moss and green stones, without a sword in his hand, but he had the idea of colliding with the flood cattle herd, and his intuition told him that he would definitely be able to comprehend the sixth page of the sword spectrum at the right time.
It's just that the thought was born, and it was extinguished, because Xu Fengnian bumped into a soft body that couldn't be avoided, it was the herdsman girl who was not in a hurry to escape and just waited for Xu Fengnian to retreat a few steps before trotting a few steps, Xu Fengnian didn't know how many qi cycles, Li Chungang once said that when the sword intent was at its peak, the spirit was eight poles, and the qi machine pulled by the two-sleeved green snake was extremely swordsmanship, and Xu Fengnian didn't dare to compare, but I am afraid that the boiling qi machine in the body was at least a hundred miles in an instant, Xu Fengnian smiled bitterly, didn't turn his head, grabbed her soft shoulder, and threw it back, Stop, close the sheath and raise the knife, it is to pull the body bow like a full moon, pull to the extreme before stopping, this kind of walking sheep intestine trail to climb the secret path of martial arts, I am afraid of pulling the bow and breaking the string, once it happens, it is not as simple as falling into the realm of one or two, ten have to destroy the foundation of hard work, the rhubarb court is not the weed on the plain, but one year old and one withered, and then want to open after withering, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
I don't know how far the herdsmen ran and whether they got out of the canyon Xu Fengnian gritted his teeth, thinking that his mother's son would hold on for a while, but if he couldn't do it, he would have to withdraw, and he would have to die if he died, but he really had to die here.
Lao Tzu is afraid of dying second, and he is even more unwilling.
Letting the bison roar and rush in, it was already close at hand, Xu Fengnian still completed a large circulation, and the hideous and terrifying eyes of the bison in the front row could already be clearly seen.
The bison's head hung down at the same time, and he wanted to stab the guy to death with both horns.
Xu Fengnian's clothes shrank, and then drummed again.
The drumming is especially better than the previous points.
Hold your hands round on your chest.
Starting from a small circle, the circle is round, and the big circle has a magnificent atmosphere that encompasses the world and the earth.
The canyon was dusty like a round mirror.
Xu Fengnian moved back almost inch by inch.
The bison herd is moving forward in an unbelievable way.
I told myself that I would just hold on for a while, and before I knew it, Xu Fengnian had been holding on for a long time.
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The old monk on the top of the mountain wearing a simple robe left the ground with his feet off, holding a bamboo reed Zen staff, like an immortal walking against the wind, seeing this scene, slightly moved, and sighed softly: "When you forget yourself, you don't care about life and death, full of blood, it is the courage of the horseman."
After waking up, I know that I will not do something, but I still do not forget to do something.
The nature of the root bone can be known.
A little selfishness is not enough to hide a good heart. ” The old monk swept into the bottom of the canyon, like an eagle falcon diving, grabbing Xu Fengnian with one hand, stepping on the void on his toes, a series of dragonflies hanging in the air, floating towards the herdsman girl, and said softly: "Your Highness saves people, and allows the old man who made a big mistake to stop the bison herd." ” When Xu Fengnian subconsciously hugged the girl's waist, the old monk said "get up" lightly, and a man and a woman floated to the top of the mountain.
The old monk finally landed on his feet, turned around and plunged his Zen staff into the earth.
If it weren't for the robe, otherwise it would give people kind eyebrows and kind eyes like the old monk of the village, King Kong with angry eyes, facing the tide buffalo herd, and a dull roar.
The sound is like thunder, and the name is miles away.
Beimang Xinwu commented on the supreme respect for this Buddhist saint, and there are clouds: the holy monk of Nagarjuna of the two Zen temples, who is fearless in acting, has a lion roar, and intimidates all beings.
The bison herd suddenly stopped rushing forward, and the spot was silent.
Rivers of blood flowed in the canyon.
The old monk bowed his head in shame and folded his hands.
Xu Fengnian was exhausted, stumbled, sat on the ground, and the girl sat cross-legged behind him, full of tears, and her hands softly supported His Royal Highness the Prince who fell backwards.
Xu Fengnian didn't have the heart to care about the old monk's trap, and he was not in the mood to pay attention to the woman behind him, just looked down at the blood-stained placket and said with a wry smile: "It's not a thing to vomit blood like this." ” Then he fainted.
The old monk pulled out the bamboo reed Zen staff and came to the top of the mountain, gave Xu Fengnian a pulse, relieved, and then took out the white bowl from the bag behind his back, swiped his fingers on his wrist, filled a bowl and handed it to the girl.
The blood of the old monk was not the scarlet color of ordinary people, but the golden yellow that was only recorded in obscure Buddhist scriptures He is already a Buddha who has truly attained the state of Vajra.
The girl was thoughtful, hugged Xu Fengnian, and fed this bowl of golden blood that was far more valuable than Liancheng.
After the old monk got up, he fell to the bottom of the valley again, recited the Diamond Sutra all the way, and after going out of the canyon, he swept up to the top of the mountain, supported the inferior horse, led the horse forward, and said softly: "Congratulations to Your Highness for entering the Donkey Kong realm for the first time."
To be continued: