Chapter 1495: All the way

In the darkness, a little Buddha light is shining.
Then, a figure who was thin and thin, and the white eyebrows fell from the sides of the face, stepping out of the darkness.
One step, I came to Lin to find the place where I was in front of me.
"The Tibetan Temple is coming, I have seen a small friend."
The old man described the ashes, his hands clasped together, and he was not sad or happy.
Lin searched for a black-haired, windless, self-dressing, and the air-powered machine climbed to the point where it was unprecedented.
Only the look is not shocking, said: "Old monk, what are you doing?"
"Small friends will go to the battlefield of the Nine Fields. If you take this opportunity, it is better to leave the Tibetan Sutra and Bodhi trees so as not to be lost in the battlefield."
The old man’s law is flat.
"Lost? Do you think that I can't come back from the nine-field battlefield?"
Lin searched for black and cold.
Daji Temple!
How can he forget this system?
In the past, he was not chased by the mighty of this sect, such as the ancient Buddha, such as the 18th in the earth, such as the saints.
The reason is very simple. The Dizang Temple regards him as a heresy, and wants to smash it and then quickly!
"Who is alive or not, no one can say."
The law is calm and the treasure is solemn.
When talking, this piece of heaven and earth suddenly changed, just like changing the land to another day, turning into a secret that the other side is isolated from the outside world.
Here, the Buddha is vast, and the Vatican is sound.
The law is here, and the Buddha is in the world, and it is full of majesty and majesty.
"Little friends, let go of the knife and become a Buddha."
He confessed to the Buddha's voice, and his voice was like a bell, stirring people's hearts.
Switching to other people has already been shocked, and my heart is lost and uneasy.
But Lin Xun did not.
"When the sacred sacred priest once said, ‘If I am a Buddha, there is no magic in the world. If I am a demon, then I will be a devil in the world. Today, I want to give it a try, can you overtake your old monk.

Lin Xun’s look is getting calmer.
Fa Lin is a sacred character, and the atmosphere radiated from his body is more terrible than the holy world. It is most likely a horrible existence of a great holy level.
But Lin Xun is still not afraid.
Just as the black man who used to be the sword of the sky had speculated that Lin Xun dared to walk alone, naturally there is enough to cope with all this.
The law raised his eyes and looked at Lin Xun. He said: "Small friends, who have a heart, have become a demon, destined to turn back without a shore, but also hope to think twice."
He sent a state of solemnity.
The more this is the case, the more the Lin Xie is disgusted, the old vultures of these Tibetan temples, even the robbery can be so grandiose, straightforward, and shameless to the extreme.
He frowned. "If you look back without a shore, you don't have to look back. You can hurry and want to rob you directly."
Fa Lin sighed and then found a hand and stood in the void.
In a simple and simple action, Lin Xun suddenly slammed and felt the fatal danger. He did not hesitate to force him to crush a token that had already been hidden in his hand.
It is at this time.
A thousand miles away, above the sky, a loud voice rang:
"disease!"
A touch of sword light plucked out like a comet towing a blue-colored rainbow, tearing the sky.
The sword is so vast that one side of the sky and one mountain river are cut off.
Then, break the secret enchantment!
And the sword light that was dragged out when the sword gas plucked, a long crack that was torn out in the sky, has not been dispersed for a long time.
Fa Lin’s pair of white eyebrows wrinkled, and this enchantment was opened by him, representing his sacred sacredness, but now he is easily opened.
Immediately, he glanced at the horrible will of the sword, and if he did not defend himself with his own air, he was afraid that he had already been crushed and collapsed.
Then, Fa Lin said with a voice: "Which is the Tibetan temple to do things, which Taoist is intervening? Do you know the rules of the hacker?
"Old vultures, murderous is not like a monk."
There was a big laugh coming from far away, but when the sound just started, there was a robe who was riding a green robes and appeared here.
The young and thin, sloppy, lazy, from time to time hit a sneeze, take a pair of blinking eyes squatting, the lips open, revealing a white tooth, it seems to be mocking.
The old man sitting on the barley must be sloppy, dirty, and drunk, looking lazy.
In his hand, holding a yellow-skinned gourd, when the scorpion arrives, the blue-colored sword is like a fish, and happily plunges into the yellow-skinned gourd.
"Drunk sword?"
The look of the law has become dignified.
A long time ago, there was a stunning sword saint, riding a green scorpion, hanging a sword, roaming the world, smashing the land of the 13 holy sacred, and defeating the martial arts, the unparalleled.
This person is addicted to swords, alcoholism, war-torn, temperament, and ignorance, but no one knows its origins. He only knows that his kendo can be described by the words "awesome, unstoppable".
As an old antique that has lived for many years, Fa Lin naturally heard about the deeds of drunken swords.
The old man in the robes made a wine cellar, drunk and confused, sitting on the green bark and swaying, and smiled: "The old vulture knows me too? It is best, save me again, in a word, quickly disappear, otherwise The old sword can't be long."
Although he is a threat, his tone is lazy, he is weak, and there is no deterrent.
But the law is as close to the enemy, the look is more and more dignified, and the hands are combined: "I heard that the drunken swords on the kendo have been crowned with an era, and the poor are willing to teach."
The old man in the robes snorted and looked at Lin Xun. He smiled and said: "The little guy, although you are going forward, you will not have to pay attention to the enchanting, demon and ghosts on this road."
After thinking about it, he said: "In this world, some people can't wait for you to die, but you can't let you die, but some people won't let you die. You have to believe that there are still many good people, such as... I am old, hahahaha."
He laughed: "Good guys... good guys, with these two words, Laozi has to drink a lot of white."
The old man took care of himself from the yellow-skinned gourd and sipped his drink.
"Thank you for your predecessors."
Lin searched for the token in his hand and handed it to him.
"Go, go, even if you go boldly!"
The old road flutters.
Lin looked for a look at the law, the latter looks dignified, only staring at the old man in the robes, as if the enemy is on the verge, he simply refuses to pay attention to himself.
His heart suddenly disappeared, and the law came tough.

Predecessors, drunken swords are really your name?

Before leaving, Lin couldn't help but ask.
"Wrong, just a nickname, how, is it feeling prestige?"
The old road is proud.
"What is the most embarrassing? The nickname is really prestige..."
Lin snorted and turned away.
The drunken old road was a glimpse first, and then the old face slammed down, black as the bottom of the pot, roaring:
"Grandma's, no wonder those old guys always like to call Laozi's nickname from time to time! It turns out that his mother is watching Laozi's joke!"
Immediately, he turned his face and stared at Fa Lin with a bad gaze. He gnashed his teeth and said: "When you called Laozi’s nickname, was it also a joke?"
Waiting for the law to open, the old road has risen from the green scorpion: "I killed you a vulture!"
boom!
On him, rushing out of the sky, tearing the night, shining through the mountains and rivers.
Far away, Lin looked back and saw this scene, and was shocked by a cold sweat. In his heart, the drunken sword was stunned, but the sword was scary.
While thinking about it, he went on his side and savored the words of the drunken sword in his heart.
Bold forward, don't bother with the enchanting demon monsters along the way?
Lin searched for something faintly, and he couldn’t help but feel a rare emotion.
Without hesitation, he continued on.
one day later.
In a city, Lin Xun is resting in a teahouse, and at the table next to him, there is a man with a crown and a costume, and a handsome man.
"I have already followed you all the way. I also saw the drunken sword and the battle of the Dizang Temple. I was on the road, someone was blocking me in the dark, but unfortunately, the guy could not block me."
The man's wide-sleeved band, his manners, and smiled at Lin Xun. "Now, no one can help you, why not go with me?"
"Who are you?" Lin asked.
"You will go with me, you will know."
Said, the man said, lifted his right hand and grabbed his arm and grabbed his arm.
But halfway through, his arm was blocked by a thin, white palm, and he couldn't get into it.
"He is Xiao Yao, from the Tianshu Holy Land, a Lao Wang Ba who has lived for a few years, but he is dressed like a young man. This shows how shameful this person is."
A cold, ice-like, low-pitched voice sounded, and I saw a white-haired woman in Tsing Yi who did not know when it had appeared.
The man named Xiao Yao showed a bitter smile: "I thought that no one was there. I never thought that the grandmother of the Heavenly Masters was dispatched. Well, I will plant it, and I will leave."
The white-haired woman is cold and cold: "I want to go now? It’s late, don’t smoke you, can you afford me to go here?

As she said, she grabbed Xiao Yao’s clothes and her figure flashed, and both disappeared.
Lin Xun looked at all of this. For a long time, he took a long sigh of suffocation and said to himself: "The drunken sword is right, the good people in this world are indeed a lot..."
"Big brother, did the two of them just play tricks? You just disappeared, it’s amazing."
A little girl in the teahouse ran over and looked amazed.
Lin Xun smiled and said: "Is it magical, then I will give you a trick, hehe!"
After all, his figure flashed and disappeared.
But I don't know, after the little girl groaned, she burst into tears: "This is not a trick, mother, is it because I often lie with you, let me hit the ghost today? And I suddenly hit three ghosts. It’s terrible, oh...

At this time, Lin Xun has left the town.
For the next period of time, he trudged between the mountains and rivers, approaching the area where the stars are in the sea.
All the way is calm.
Lin can find out that in the course of his own journey, in the darkness that he could not perceive, there are many unusual things that are doomed.
Someone has to deal with themselves.
Some people are protecting themselves.
Why is this so?
Lin Xun can also guess one or two.