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The Zen barrier is easy to break. In the final analysis, it is just a matter of words. It does not matter whether you win or lose, and it will not involve blood or life.

Wuguan is different.

Li Xingyun said that the bell-ringer in yellow, the monk in Nanshan, had subdued a remnant of the Demon Sect after climbing the mountain. Neither the old Zen master in Hongye Temple nor the other senior monks had ever seen the "neighbor" of the Demon Sect come down the mountain.

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Therefore, Luo Changfeng guessed that if there is no one on the Nanshan Mountain, the person guarding Wuguan should be the remnant of the Demon Sect that was destroyed in the past but was not burned out in the fire...

The fat Zen master, who had been sitting in front of the door for only half an hour but said he had been meditating for more than 40 years, could not support his body of Maitreya, which he was not fond of, with dead branches, so he simply threw away the dead branch that Li Xingyun gave him as a tin staff after walking a few steps.

His legs and feet are extremely nimble and he is not afraid of showing any flaws.

After all, among the five young people who climbed the mountain this time, the young man who looked like a scholar with a sword box understood his Zen philosophy, otherwise he would not have taken the initiative to break the Zen barrier. Since they are both understanding people, it is obvious that he has a shiny face.

The full face and radiant eyes look like someone who has been sitting in Zen for forty years.

Thinking of this, the fat Zen master who was leading the way couldn't help but smile. He thought that compared to the climbers in front, these young people were much more interesting. It really fulfilled the words of the monk in yellow: "There are many talented people in history!"

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This place is like a forbidden place often mentioned in Buddhist scriptures.

It is said that the old Buddhist Zen masters of the Buddhist family would be buried here after they passed away, and they would gather together year after year. This is how the Buddhist relic pagoda forest came to be known.

In the tower forest, which is lined with countless trees, large and small, thick red leaves have fallen. When you step on it, you sink deeply into it, like soft snow, without the solid feeling.

The morning breeze blows, and the dead leaves on the ground in the Tallinn are blown up by the wind. Even the bright and beautiful scenery gives people a feeling of depression and gloominess.

Just like the little master at the beginning of his wish, Fat Zen Master took Luo Bingwang and others to the tower forest, pronounced the name of Buddha and stepped aside.

Two bald men, one big and one small, watched coldly with their hands in their sleeves.

Several people ignored these two people. Everyone, including Luo Changfeng, looked at the figure that appeared in front of Talin blocking the way from a distance.

That man was neither a monk nor a Zen master.

That man was wearing a green robe.

The eye sockets are sunken and the eyes are dark.

The rolled up sleeve corners revealed arms that were bluish and almost purple, looking like the result of being soaked in toxins for many years.

Next to the green arm, stuck on the thick fallen leaves, is a Buddhist monk's sword.

There are two swords in Buddhist Buddhism.

A butcher's knife and a quitter's knife. A butcher's knife is a killing knife, and a quitter's knife is a quitter's knife.

"I'll do it this time." The first time Luo Bing Wang An Hongdou saw that person, he thought of a person, a person who had disappeared for a long time in the eyes of the world.

"Do you know who he is?" Ali, who said very little along the way, obviously saw some clues and asked.

"I hope it's best not to be him!" An Hongdou said intently.

Li Xingyun looked at Luo Changfeng.

Although he has read all the books in the village and the academy's library, he is erudite and knowledgeable, but he has not traveled thousands of miles after reading thousands of books. For those things that are not recorded in the books, it is a natural blind spot.

So I looked at Luo Changfeng out of habit.

Among the ten fellow students, Jun Zeyu was unparalleled in his resourcefulness and knowledge. Jiang Manlou would spend money to buy the information he needed from the Tianji Tower, but Luo Changfeng was still the only one who had traveled thousands of miles since he was a child.

The reason why Luo Changfeng recognized this person was because of the blue hand and also because of his father.

Spear King Luo Ling and Sword Fool Bai Yu are the sixth and seventh in the Tianque Ranking.

But the person in front of me was ranked above sixth in the Tianque rankings decades ago, four places higher.

Zhao Gou, the second best player in Tianque! Even though Luo Ling is not from the same Tianque, he is truly the second best!

Only now did Luo Changfeng suddenly understand why the yellow-robed monk became famous in one battle after surrendering this man, and became one of the Ten Heavenly Saints.

In the past, the second Qing Mo Shou of Tianque was a strong man who had only half a foot into the realm of calamity transformation. Now forty years have passed. Presumably, this Qing Mo Shou, who lives in seclusion in Nanshan and listens to the evening drum and morning bell, has completely transformed calamity and become a real calamity transmutation.

Your Majesty!

If this is the case, let alone King Luo Bing, it would have been Luo Changfeng who had taken action, and this Wuguan level would have been defeated.

"Senior Green Demon Hand, who was second in Tianque in the past, wants to test our cultivation. The juniors should go all out. But this time, I am afraid that the meeting will stop there." Luo Changfeng, the silver fox-faced man, said suddenly.

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An Hongdou was still a little surprised when his identity was exposed, as he had guessed.

The beautiful eyes that could not be concealed even by the men's shirt glanced at Luo Changfeng, thinking that this shameless guy didn't look like a dirty person who only peeked at others in the dark and windy sky. At least he had this knowledge.

Human eyesight still exists.

Wu Xiuyang, who has a distinguished status in Xingyun Prefecture, felt a little disturbed in his heart. In this small Hongye Temple, he didn't expect that there were two sages in the Tribulation Realm hiding there. No one would believe it if he told them!

Zhao Gou, who had been listening to the morning bells and evening drums for more than 40 years, and the demonic energy in his heart had long dissipated, looked at Luo Changfeng in slight surprise. He had disappeared for more than 40 years. Not long ago, he heard that the new Tianque rankings had been changed, and he thought that the world today might be...

I have already forgotten the character of Green Demon Hand. Today, when I showed up, I was recognized by a few children who were no older than me. It was inevitable that I was a little curious about Luo Changfeng.

The fat Zen master who was standing by and watching was originally making a joke, but he heard in a daze that Zhao Gou was recognized, and the young man with the silver fox face seemed to be sarcastic in his words, and he couldn't help but explain:

"You only need to make one move in his hands, and if you are not defeated in every move, the martial arts level will be considered as a pass."

It sounds like a pretty reasonable fight.

But in fact it is still inhumane.

Using Huajie against the spiritual orifice or even the soul, let alone a single move, even just looking at each other, is still bullying the smaller one!

Although he smiled bitterly in his heart, Luo Changfeng still stood up.

An Hongdou frowned slightly: "You?"

Luo Changfeng smiled, then looked at the green devil's hand: "Junior dares to take a blow from senior."

Zhao Gou said: "Your cultivation level seems to be only at the realm of Yuanshen."

Zhao Gou's meaning is obvious.

Among the five, King Luo Bing, An Hongdou, has the highest cultivation level in the spiritual realm. If there is a chance to take his sword, it must be the heroic An Hongdou who disguises himself as a man.

For Luo Changfeng, Green Demon Shou didn't seem to have much interest or fighting spirit.

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Luo Changfeng's self-recommendation made Wu Xiuyang laugh.

As a fellow student, Li Xingyun didn't feel anything was wrong.

Ah Li didn't know Luo Changfeng, but with her keen sense of smell, she knew that Yin Hu's face was not simple, so she deliberately avoided him along the way.

An Hongdou stroked his forehead, thinking that apart from peeping, he was also a guy who didn't know how to live or die.

Luo Changfeng ignored everyone's looks and just said in confusion: "Why, there are still realm restrictions when fighting with seniors?"

Zhao Gou said bluntly: "There must be a reason, a reason worthy of my sword."

Luo Changfeng thought for a long time and came up with an unknown reason: "Actually, my name is not Luo Chuyi, I am Baili Changfeng."

Wu Xiuyang burst into laughter again.

Laughing loudly.

It's really interesting to think about this guy with a silver fox face, Baili Changfeng... his name is quite good.

However, is it very famous? I have never heard of it!

But even if he became famous in some village for a while, could he be more famous than the Green Demon Hand Zhao Goulai?

Li Xingyun subconsciously glared at Wu Xiuyang, who was laughing loudly. The latter's mind suddenly flashed, as if he remembered something. Then he frowned slightly, looked at Luo Changfeng in disbelief, and finally turned his attention to An Hongdou.

An Hongdou was also extremely surprised.

Zhao Gou pondered for a moment and seemed to show some interest: "But what about the new Baili Changfeng who is the second in Tianque?"

A sword flashed in Luo Changfeng's hand: "Exactly."

The current Tianque No. 2 team faced the Tianque No. 2 team 40 years ago!

There was no longer any objection to Luo Changfeng's martial arts battle.