[Eastern] Xiaoao ol tour

Feng Qingyang was alone, and some readers in later generations were curious to find out, and found that he was probably in his nineties at this time.He was wearing an ordinary green shirt and robe, and he looked like an ordinary old man, but he was full of energy, which was very good.

"It turns out that the leader of the Demon Cult has changed... let me die?"

Feng Qingyang has lived in seclusion under Huashan Mountain for more than 20 years, and has truly escaped from the world for more than [-] years.He looked at the three people in front of him, narrowed his old eyes slightly, and looked powerless.

Dongfang Bubai said calmly: "Let me do what I want? Hmph, I was imprisoned and killed by this seat."

Feng Qingyang nodded: "Then why are you here?"

Dongfang Bubai took a step forward, and smiled with his hands behind his back: "With your current status, what could be more gratifying than meeting an opponent?"

Feng Qingyang nodded, but sighed again: "60 years ago in the Huashan Qijian battle, this old man vowed not to fight against anyone else. Since you are the leader of the demon sect, you can turn your hands around and turn your hands around—why do you have to be aggressive?" .”

Dongfang Bubai narrowed his eyes slightly, but Feng Qingyang didn't move.

He just leaned forward casually, and his thin and old body felt as majestic as a mountain!The cold light in Dongfang Bubai's eyes grew brighter, but Feng Qingyang remained motionless.

The wind blows, and the surrounding leaves "salsa" tremble.

The killing intent spread slowly.

Dongfang Bubai slowly raised his hand, his fingertips suddenly glowing.He raised his hand suddenly, and the silver glow was covered with a chill, and instantly rolled up to Feng Qingyang's eyes.

Feng Qingyang's pupils tightened.

--quick!too fast!

The silver glow pierced the sky, and the sound of piercing through the sky was piercing and ear-piercing...

There is no escape!

He can only make a move, and he can only make a move!

The fight between masters is supposed to be done in a flash.And the feature of "Sunflower Treasure" is fast, but it still has tricks.Dugu Nine Swords can be broken, but I don't know if Feng Qingyang can break it.

The needle light was already in front of him, Feng Qingyang suddenly raised his sword.It was just a move, and with a ding, Jianmang returned the same way.

Dongfang Bubai was startled, and waved the red thread to disperse the momentum.He flicked his fingers, and another needle flew towards Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang tapped his toes lightly, and shot with a sword.

It's like a dragon and a snake fighting.

One person is extremely powerful and irresistible; the other moves lightly, like a ghost.

But in an instant, the collision of needles and swords can be heard endlessly.However, after more than ten strokes in the fight, Dugu Nine Swords became more and more powerful, and Dongfang Bubai had to avoid the edge for the time being.

Feng Qingyang directly handed the sword.

——It was just a simple move, but it was extremely fierce, and Dongfang Bubai had no way to retreat.Yinmang made a forced move, barely able to resist the sword's force.The internal force surged up wildly, and the silver sword broke with a "click"—but it couldn't hold back the subsequent palm.

Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and Dongfang Bubai still did not retreat.

After ten moves, Dongfang Unbeaten became more and more obvious.

Feng Qingyang's eyes became brighter, as if he wanted to put Dongfang Bubai to death.Nan Ke looked back suddenly, and took a step forward regardless of the cold sweat on his forehead.He found an out-of-the-ordinary angle, and with the momentum of Taiji, he used his strength to push back.

Feng Qingyang took advantage of the momentum to take a step back and landed steadily.

But Dongfang Bubai took five steps back, until he leaned against the tree trunk, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Nan Ke hastily pulled him carefully into his arms, took out the bottle of healing medicine from his sleeve, and let him swallow it.He brushed back Dongfang Bubai's sweat-soaked temple hair, and his eyes grew pity.

Seeing that Dongfang Bubai's complexion improved a little, he smiled at Feng Qingyang, "Senior won this competition."

Contest...

Feng Qingyang said nothing, but slowly closed his eyes.

Feng Qingyang watched the two of them heal their injuries indifferently, and took a step slowly.He raised his sword and pointed it straight at Dongfang Bubai: "Since the master of the Demon Cult dared to step into this place, he was prepared to fail. In that case, then let your life be spared... It can be considered that the old man has been doing the right thing all these years." The only contribution made by the alliance!"

After speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes.

——A cold light flickered in his eyes, with boundless killing intent!The surroundings were as cold and gloomy as the birds fluttered their wings and fled in panic, but Tian Boguang suddenly felt the pressure rush towards his face!He took a step back irresistibly, staring at the old man in front of him in horror.The green robe is raised slightly, but his spine is straight, like a sharp sword, and the sword is sharp and indomitable!

The East is undefeated.The qi and blood that had subsided slightly boiled again, and spit out another mouthful of blood.

Nan Ke took a step forward.

——With just this one step, it can withstand the sword force!

He took a deep breath, his complexion turned pale, and he took another small step forward. "People in the world often call it a demon," he said in silence like death, except for the beating of his heart. "But I don't know what Senior Feng thinks, what is a demon?"

Feng Qingyang said nothing.

The pressure is still there!

Dongfang Bubai wiped off the blood on the corners of his lips, stood up slowly with the help of the tree trunk, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Nan Ke.Under the wide sleeves, both hands are clasped tightly.

Feng Qingyang remained silent.

The murderous aura was dense and seamless, and both of them were caught in it, and there was no way to escape.

Nan Ke didn't realize it, his smile was the same as before, calm and unhurried.

Dongfang Bubai's feet softened, and he almost collapsed to the ground.Nan Ke let go of his hand, turned to support his waist, let him lean on his shoulders, and then slowly said: "In the past, the younger generation asked Master Fangzheng for proof in Shaolin, and Master Fangzheng said: The so-called Moluo by the devil is just It is life-threatening. Because of depriving all sentient beings of their Dharmakaya, wisdom and life, they will not be able to achieve the Buddha's expectations forever, and they will not be able to cross the other side of the sea of ​​suffering and become a Buddha immediately."

Feng Qingyang paused and turned his attention to Nan Ke.

Indifferent, clear, covered with vicissitudes of seeing through the world.

"The devil is also called the evil one, because he is passionate about life, hates death, and kills all the good roots of the world; he is also called the evil one, because he relies on the Buddha's teachings to obtain good benefits. Arrow, because it looks like a flower is flying, but it looks like a flower, but it is actually hit by an arrow..."

He didn't look at Feng Qingyang, but just wiped the sweat off Dongfang Bubai's forehead.

"The Buddha said that all appearances are illusory. There are demons everywhere in this world, whether it is a demon of the heart or a demon of illness. Therefore, he wants to cross the sea of ​​suffering and reach the western bliss... If this is the case, what is the so-called demon religion? "

The wind is clear and the meditation is heard.

As for Dongfang Bubai's eyes, a smile slowly surfaced.

His Nan Ke seems to be talking more and more than before.

The hands around the waist tightened a little more, and he heard the person beside him continue: "Since ancient times, righteousness and evil are not mutually exclusive. But is righteousness the rightness without bias, and evil is the evil without rightness? Take the Huashan Qijian dispute 60 years ago as an example. Except for your predecessors, almost all the sword sects were wiped out. Then, is the Qi sect the so-called righteous? The king loser Kou, the so-called orthodox cult, is nothing more than the victor's own arrangement."

Feng Qingyang's fingertips trembled.

Nan Ke continued: "Except Buddha, who can say that they have no evil thoughts? In this way, what is the difference between your Five Mountains and my Demon Cult?" As he spoke, he sneered again, "From the perspective of the younger generation, the right way The reason why it is the right way is because you are used to it and know how to cover it up!"

After Nan Ke finished speaking, he kept silent.

Feng Qingyang remained silent.

After a long time, he slowly lowered the long sword.

The murderous aura all over the sky faded quietly like a tide, and the mountains and forests returned to peace and quiet.Tian Boguang came back to his senses suddenly, dripping with cold sweat.

Feng Qingyang took a deep breath: "Why did you tell this old man?"

Nan Ke raised his eyebrows: "Probably because of admiration, or the only sane person in this world is you, senior. This junior has already entered this game. Unless the game is over, there is no way out."

Feng Qingyang sighed: "It's a pity that the old man is already old!"

"Yes." Nan Ke casually chuckled. "That's why my family leader came here this time only for the competition."

Feng Qingyang's gaze softened slightly: "Young man, you are too arrogant!...It's a pity, but you are not suitable for learning the old man's martial arts. It's a pity, a pity!"

Dongfang Bubai frowned, and was about to refute, when the people next to him laughed: "It's not suitable, so what a pity. It's different from someone who knows it can't be done."

Feng Qingyang heard it, and stared at Nanke closely.And Nan Ke was not to be outdone, and looked at him indifferently.

After a while, they all laughed at the same time.

Feng Qingyang looked at him and Dongfang Bubai, laughed loudly and said: "It's been many years, I haven't seen such a disrespectful person like you, boy! I really like this old man! Boy, if you and I are still alive in the future - when did you think of it?" , so I brought some wine and came to see the old man!"

Nan Ke heard it and smiled.

He respectfully performed a junior salute, helped Dongfang Bubai and left.

It wasn't until the backs of the three of them could no longer be seen that Feng Qingyang's face suddenly changed, and he vomited blood uncontrollably.

And on his back, the green robe has been stained red with blood.

He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled bitterly: "There are indeed many capable people in Jianghu... Boy Linghu... I hope you will have good luck in the future!"

As the autumn wind blew by, his tall and straight torso also became rickety.

Dongfang Bubai was seriously injured, if Nan Ke hadn't supported him, he would have stumbled.Nan Ke simply hugged him up.Dongfang Bubai wrapped his arms around his neck, and after a while he said in a muffled voice: "Do you admire him?"

Nan Ke smiled: "Yes."

Master Jin Yong's book represents his political views, and most people say that he is a typical representative of Jin Yong's spirit. How can he not admire Nan Ke?

Dongfang Bubai buried his face in his shoulder, sullenly: "You knew I would lose?"

Nan Ke didn't answer but instead asked, "If I'm telling the truth, can I still hold you to sleep tonight?"

Dongfang Bubai snorted and did not speak for a long time.After a while, he raised his eyes again and said, "Since I knew I would lose, why did you let me compete?"

"Because you are number one in the world."

Because the world recognized that Dongfang Bubai is the number one, Dongfang Bubai naturally thinks so.Therefore, Dongfang Bubai subconsciously always feels that no one in this world can hurt him, such as the embroidered section where he appeared in the original book.

——how confident!But in the end it was defeated by those people.

So Nan Ke would rather he was not number one in the world.

Dongfang Bubai understood.He was silent for a moment, then said again: "What if I die?"

Nan Ke raised his eyebrows: "Actually, I basically won't let this happen."

"……Humph!"

"If I'm not mistaken, Feng Qingyang has been seriously injured just now."

Dongfang Bubai thought for a moment, then sighed: "Indeed. During the competition, he got three needles and should have been seriously injured... Heh. But I was almost fooled by him."

"That's right. If he doesn't kill you and me, it means he's not sure." Nan Ke smiled. "He is not sure, so you are determined not to die."

"Hmm..." Dongfang Bubai buried his face back in Nanke's shoulder and snorted softly, "I mean what if."

"Ok?"

"What will you do if I die?"

"Eh..." Nan Ke paused, and then struggled to find an answer: "To die with you?"

"not good."

"Uh...then I'll avenge you first, and then die with you?"

"not good!"

"...Well, I can only avenge you first, then carve a tombstone for you, and die with you."

Dongfang Bubai blinked: "What tombstone?"

"Nanke's beloved wife, Dongfang Bubai?"

"When did I say I married you!"

"Oh," Nan Ke said calmly. "Soon."

"……Humph……"

"Hmph? Why are you humming so much recently? Could it be that you've become a little pig?"

"you are a pig!"

"..."

Tian, ​​who was forgotten behind him and served as the background for the time being, has black lines all over his head.