The old monk clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name. The golden light on his body was infinite, shining brightly and shining in the night sky.

The Buddha's mouth, which was shining with golden light, brought sixteen flying swords into his belly.

Suddenly, his face turned red and he was aggressive!

Wherever my body is located, the sword energy and the flute heart seems to be about to tear it apart.

After a moment, sixteen rays of water came out from the old monk's head.

The sword energy dissipated and the golden light converged.

He clasped his hands together at Xu Qianqiu and said:

"I thank the Crown Prince for giving water. This is a good fate, Amitabha."

After saying that, the old monk was about to say goodbye.

At this moment, the second young master Xu Fengnian had already guessed the identity of this person, put his hands together and said:

"I'll leave this with the old abbot."

After the old monk put his hands together and returned it with courtesy, he looked at Xu Qianqiu, lowered his eyebrows and said:

"I gave you a gift before leaving. In the future, Your Highness will definitely teach the Bodhisattva to grow black hair."

Xu Qianqiu smiled without saying a word, and the world in the snow, old guys like this like me love to be mysterious the most.

The old monk held bamboo reeds and Zen staff, gradually faded away and disappeared from his sight.

The next morning, Xu Qianqiu opened his eyes, and the little girl curled up in her arms, sleeping soundly.

A trace of saliva hung on the corner of his mouth.

His Royal Highness did not dislike him, and stretched out his sleeves and carefully wiped her away.

The little girl was very alert and woke up instantly, subconsciously holding a corner of his sleeve.

Xu Qianqiu looked at it, touching her heart.

People who don’t see the sun in their eyes are sad when they fall asleep and wake up.

When I woke up, I opened my eyes but couldn't see the light. How desolate it was.

The sorrow of ordinary people cannot understand it.

Xu Qianqiu said nothing, but just rubbed the little girl's hair with pamperedness.

After a simple meal, the few people continued on their way.

In the evening, a deep canyon that stretches endlessly and ends appears in front of you.

Several people flew up, climbed up to the top, and walked slowly along the Rift Valley cliff.

Walking slowly for half an hour, in a trance, my feet trembled.

There is still thunder between heaven and earth.

Looking back, one end of the canyon.

There is a vast area, and there is no end at a glance. I don’t know that tens of millions of bison are coming like an avalanche or a tsunami.

Like a flood, it tilts into the valley pot.

A few people walked at the top of the canyon, and it was natural and unobstructed.

But, not far ahead, in the narrow canyon, there were more than a hundred herders riding horses and sheep, walking slowly with all their belongings.

I don’t know if there are tens of millions or millions. So many bisons are tilting like floods, and these more than a hundred herders will definitely be crushed into meat paste.

At this moment, the canyon is no longer the Sunshine Avenue, but the Gate of Ghost on Earth and the Road to Hell.

These herders have lived in the grassland and desert for generations, and naturally know that they are so dangerous.

However, everyone had no choice.

The second young master Xu Fengnian was wondering, looking down from a high place. From a distance, a team of Northern Mang cavalry was driving him away behind the endless buffalo.

The earthquake that came out of thin air, more than a hundred herders had already become a hot pot ants.

The old man's face was ashes, and many women and children cried even more.

"Brother, should we save it or not?"

Xu Qianqiu glanced at his younger brother Xu Fengnian. This kid has made three attempts to compete with the world and knows how to judge the situation.

It's no longer the kind of young man with only passion.

If this is true, there will be no complete corpse sooner or later.

The Northern Liang Palace does not need to be a naughty person.

It is not wrong to have kindness, but it is not as compassionate as the world.

This is why Xu Qianqiu traveled through time and took on the heavy burden of Beiliang, and still took his younger brother Xu Fengnian to travel around the world.

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Among them, there is a sense of training.

If you are within your ability, you can save it, and you can save it.

This is Xu Qianqiu's chivalrous approach.

"save!"

The sound fell, and Xu Qianqiu's figure had already fallen to the bottom of the valley.

Seeing the immortals descending from the sky, more than a hundred herders were dumbfounded.

Falling into the bottom of the valley, Xu Qianqiu waved his sleeves, and the herdsmen were sent out of the valley one after another.

On the canyon, the second son Xu Fengnian, the entourage Shu Xi, and Lao Huang, who lacked the front teeth, caught the herdsmen one by one and slowly placed them on the ground.

When the herd of bison poured into the canyon, a thousand meters away, an old monk was drowsy, looking towards the direction of the canyon, with merciful eyes and clasped his hands:

"This son is both a disaster on earth and a great good man on earth."

After waving his sleeves again, more than a hundred herders flew to the top of the mountain.

The cow's hooves roared, exploded like spring thunder, and on the canyon cliffs, the gravel shook off and dust filled the sky.

At the corner, a group of strong bisons were already coming like a tide.

Xu Qianqiu flew up and landed on the top of the cliff.

On the side, there was the second young master Xu Fengnian, who was shocked by the celestial beings. He pursed his lips and stood there with a look of gratitude.

In his eyes, there is a relief that ordinary people are difficult to find, and countless masters in the world still find it difficult to realize the truth. They are relieved of life and death.

Suddenly, the little girl wearing a mask soared into the sky, turned into a knife and slashed it down with one palm.

On the other side of the canyon, sand and stones suddenly flew away, cracking in it.

The wrist cuts quickly, and the rocks split.

At this moment, Xu Qianqiu took action again, slapped out with one palm, and countless gravels flew behind the cattle.

The three hundred cavalry of Beimang were killed and injured, and none of them were spared.

The mountain exploded and the dust flew.

Around Xu Qianqiu, the qi is formed by itself, the arc is soft, and the dust cannot be close to the body.

Behind him, the young man in white was standing there, and the long robe was swaying and elegant.

A thousand meters away, the Buddhist saint who was highly praised by the Beimang Xinwu Pin, clasped his hands together, said the Buddha's name, and continued to move forward.

Wu Ping said: The holy monk of the two Zen temples, who is fearless in the Dharma, the sound of the Tathagata, and the roar of a lion, which intimidates all living beings.

What I mean is this old monk, the number one Vajra in the world, Li Dangxin.

The little monk’s master from the north and north.

Back then, Li Dangxin returned from a journey to the west for thousands of miles. Somehow, it was reported from the world that he could live a long life by eating a bite of the meat of a monk in white.

For a moment, such a terrifying secret made people all over the world half believe and half doubt.

In order to eat the flesh of Buddhist saints, evil figures flocked to them.

In the end, due to strength, no one succeeded.

Finally, Li Dangxin approached Chang'an and cut a piece of his flesh in front of everyone, giving the hungry and cold to the death of the man.

A few years later, the old man died of old age.

Never lived forever!

In this way, the rumors gradually dissipated.

Xu Qianqiu turned around and the first thing that caught his eye was a beautiful face.

When I first saw it in the canyon, I was already amazed.

At this moment, his appearance can only be described as a person who is not like a human being.

A pair of dark green eyes are extremely rare, like green mountains and green waters.

This woman's face is only half inferior to the White Fox Face and Chen Yu.

If the body grows up and the charm gradually becomes full, maybe it can be equal to the two of them.

In Beimang, there are rough winds and sand, and few women are watery.

Her body is often rougher and larger than that of southern women.

Could it be that this woman has embezzled all the beauty of the Beimang woman?

After a thought passed, Xu Qianqiu looked away, took the initiative to get rid of the soft and fragrant jade, and looked at the vast herd of bison below.

The rescued herders surrounded the girls, and looked at Xu Qianqiu with awe and admiration.
Chapter completed!