The Ultimate Sword Master

who?

One person and the other were stunned for a moment, and looked at each other with weird and weird expressions on their faces.

This cry...

It cannot be said that it is tragic, but it can only be said that life is hopeless.

"ah!"

"Don't come over!!"

Before they could speak, another almost collapse sound came over. Accompanying the scream was a stabbing sound of cloth breaking.

"Bald donkey!!"

"Why do you have to force me! Why...do you have to! Force me!"

Gu Han: "???"

He didn't know the owner of this voice, but the tone of his voice gave him a strong sense of familiarity!

"Could it be..."

With his heart moving, he looked into the distance.

"how?"

Chongming glanced at him and asked curiously: "Do you know him?"

"So we know each other."

As if he thought of something, Gu Han smiled knowingly and said softly: "Master Ji, we still have a long way to go anyway, let's go take a look... hmm?"

The words were not finished.

He suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, his hairs stood on end, and his scalp felt a little numb.

"Chicken Lord."

Without looking back, he whispered: "Do you feel... something is wrong?"

"……have."

Chongming did not look back. He was silent for a moment and said quietly: "We seem to be being watched."

Just finished.

A gentle voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Amitabha."

"A poor monk is polite."

"I frightened the two donors, sin, sin..."

One person, one chicken, and one person were stunned.

They all turned around, and what caught their eyes was a big, shiny bald head.

The owner of the bald head.

He is a middle-aged monk.

His face is compassionate, his eyes are peaceful, and his appearance is solemn. He walks barefoot, holds a Zen staff in his hand, and wears snow-white monk robes. The traces of Buddha's thoughts are constantly flowing, which makes him look like a great and eminent monk, making people feel close to him unconsciously. meaning.

"Where did the monk come from?"

Gu Han's heart moved and he glanced at Chongming.

"Bald donkey?"

Chongming's reaction was much more direct than his. Looking at the sudden appearance of the monk, he unconsciously became defensive.

Can't see through!

Unfathomable!

This is its first impression of the monk!

"Amitabha."

The middle-aged monk didn't care about its name. He held a Zen staff and put one palm up in front of his chest. He said softly: "The two donors don't need to worry. The poor monk has no ill intentions. His appearance at this moment is just to remind the two donors not to do anything." Further forward."

"What's the meaning?"

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but when you turn back, you will find the shore."

"Bald donkey."

Chongming glanced at him, his tone and attitude were surprisingly polite: "Can you speak human language?"

"Ahead is boundless hell."

The middle-aged monk didn't mind his attitude and said seriously: "If the two donors continue to go, they will be in deep crisis and fall into a situation of eternal disaster. By then, even the poor monk will not be able to save the two of them."

Gu Han frowned slightly.

Although he didn't see anyone, he could clearly hear that there seemed to be another monk in the distance, and besides that, the tragic cry seemed to come from an old friend he was very familiar with.

"donor."

"Don't be deceived by the illusion in front of you."

The middle-aged monk seemed to have read through his thoughts and sighed: "The great calamity has lasted for thousands of years. Could it be that the donor still doesn't understand? What you have seen, heard, and felt...how many of them are normal living beings?"

"kindness?"

Gu Han heard the implication of his words and his heart moved: "What do you mean..."

"The one in front is the robbery master."

What!

Gu Han and Chongming were shocked, and their expressions instantly became serious!

Robbery Lord?

Another robber?

Although they were shocked, they didn't completely suspect that the other party was being alarmist.

Under chaos, there are three thousand worlds.

There are also three thousand tribulation masters.

The Heavenly Eye Tribulation Lord can transform into Guo Kai and lurk for many years. Naturally, other Tribulation Lords can also come in and lurk.

Can……

"You say he is the robber, do you have any evidence?"

"Monks don't lie."

The middle-aged monk shook his head and said softly: "To be honest with the two donors, the poor monk followed him all the way. He has fought with him several times, so he is no stranger to his aura. Along the way, there have been Nearly a hundred people were infected by him and turned into tribulation spirits... If the two donors go there rashly, they will be killed!"

"Ashamed!"

"The poor monk's abilities are limited. After all, it is difficult to stop him, so he can only use this method to try his best."

He recited the Buddha's name silently.

There was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Chicken Lord."

Gu Han remained calm and said secretly: "Do you know him?"

"do not know."

Chongming said softly: "Although there are Buddhist cultivators in Hongmeng Great World, they are not the mainstream, and their number is not large. Compared with his strength, there is a huge gap. If I guess correctly, he should be..."

"Bald...cough, monk!"

It looked at the other person a few times and asked directly: "Where are you from?"

"The poor monk is far away."

The monk did not hide anything: "I was born in the great world of Bodhi."

"Bodhi World?"

Chongming was startled and blurted out: "Could it be that you are..."

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Before he finished speaking, the starry sky trembled slightly, and two figures were like streams of light, flying towards here from far to near!

The two of them looked at each other immediately!

Closer.

Gu Han's eyes suddenly became weirder.

Not so much flying away.

It would be better to say that these two people are on the run.

He ran away quickly, in a panic, and even more embarrassed than before.

the most important.

Although the two of them had bruises on their noses and swollen faces, and were a little disfigured, upon closer inspection, their faces were very similar to those of two old acquaintances from later generations!

A Donghua!

A great uncle!

In just the blink of an eye, the two of them were already on the scene, pacing around like frightened rabbits with wary expressions on their faces. Especially after seeing the middle-aged monk, they almost collapsed on the spot.

"Again...a bald donkey again?"

Just a glance.

Gu Han was 100% sure of their identities, they were the previous lives of Donghua and Taishu Qi!

The evidence is strong!

Not mentioning Donghua, Taishu Qi was wearing shorts with strips of rags hanging on his body. He was obviously in a state of being naked. When he saw his eyes looking over, he couldn't help but covered his chest with a little shame. .

Gu Han: "..."

Chongming: "..."

"Great monk."

Donghua looked at the middle-aged monk like a frightened bird and asked tentatively: "You...you are not in the same group as the bald donkey behind you, right?"

"It must be a group!"

Taishu Qi said firmly: "Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that we met two people at once?"

"What should we do?"

"The bald donkey goes too far! What a waste! Just fight!"

As he spoke, Taishu Qi's eyes suddenly turned red, strips of cloth flew from his body, and he said angrily: "Why...why do you have to force me..."

"Amitabha."

Just when Gu Han was wondering if he was going to blow off the last pair of shorts he was wearing, a Buddhist chant came from the distance, stopping Taishu from blowing off his clothes and saving the last pair of shorts.

At the same time as the Buddha's trumpet sounded.

A bright light appeared under the starry sky.

bright light.

It suddenly came from another bald head.