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Li Dingxun leaned on the wall of the carriage and took a nap, hearing the sound of heavy rain mixed with scattered horseshoes.

"So courageous!"

An Angzang man broke through the rain curtain, as if a big whale jumped out of the sea. The band of bandits approaching in the dark could only see the black shadows flickering, and then a series of muffled firecrackers sounded, suppressed in the night rain and inaudible.

Raindrops mixed with blood and water poured on the yellow thatch in autumn, and the moist muddy ground exuded a stench, just like the odor of a predator, and human flesh and bones would eventually return to the roots.

The next day, a few people in the convoy went out for convenience. When they saw the stumps and broken arms scattered on the ground, they screamed and ran back screaming.

Li Dingxun carried a bowl of water, chewed a few mouthfuls of white rice balls, and swallowed them with clear water.

Su Mo's face was a little pale, "You didn't have to work so hard, this scene is very ugly."

"Li Mouxiang pursues the principle of simplicity. Do you know what simplicity is?"

"What is simplicity?"

"One sideways and one vertical, the strong live, the weak die."

"How can someone like you discuss Zen with you?"

"Zen is inseparable from the Tao. People live in the world and fall into the woods. I punch because of the cause, and their death is the result. As for the ugly appearance of death, I don't care."

"ordinary man."

"It's the husband, but can a gentleman be willing to accompany him to do a major event in the world?"

Li Dingxun speaks upright, freely and proudly, which is heartbreaking, and the scholar Su Mo also feels an unprecedented enthusiasm in his heart.

"You said, what's the big deal?"

"Imitate the Buddha of the year and razed the outside world."

"Blood Yanjiao?"

"That's right! It's the bloody religion that believes in the relationship."

"I can't believe in your martial arts."

Li Dingxun laughed and punched suddenly!

A punch is like a drill, the fist and wind whimper like a ghost, and the spirit is like a landslide!

"Good strength!" Su Mo praised, and the ivory fan around his waist flew into his palm, opening the fan like a jade shield.

On one side was a fist that could break steel, and on the other was a thin, tough white paper. The two fought against each other, and the fist wind slammed into a dense infuriating energy, and the remaining strength was not reduced.

"It has long been heard that there are six arts of gentlemen in Shangzhen Academy, which are unpredictable. Is it fortunate to see Li today?"

Su Mo shook his head, "A gentleman wears a sword, so he doesn't show it easily."

"Unfortunately, Confucian scholars are disappointed." Li Dingxun sighed, "Since we don't want to fight by force, it's better to have a literary fight."

"Also."

"Just bet I can kill the bloody demon."

"This is not a fight, this is gambling."

"Just as you deny, then if I win, you will advertise it for me."

"Why do you do it?"

Li Dingxun smiled and said, "Isn't it all the case for people in the world to seek fame and profit?"

The scholar said: "If you win, I will ask you to go to the restaurant to drink for three days as a congratulation."

"A word is a deal."

"A word is a deal."

...

In November, I left Guangdong and entered Fujian.

The land of Fuzhou is bustling and prosperous. Because there are many banyan trees in the city, it is named as the city of Banyan.

While the convoy was resting, Li Dingxun and Su Mo had a good tour and tasted delicious food.

From the prestigious Buddha jumping over the wall to the spring roll rice noodles on the streets and alleys, the array is dazzling and feasting.

In December, I left Fujian and entered Jiangnan.

"There are beautiful lakes and mountains, the first state in the southeast." When I came to Hangzhou, I had to go to the West Lake, and I couldn't miss a piece of Xihucuyu.Rent a painting boat, tour the lake and admire the scenery, and the breeze is blowing in your mind.It's a pity that it didn't happen by coincidence. After two days, it was covered with clouds, and I couldn't see the moon in the Three Pools.It is a fly in the ointment.

...

The twelfth of the first lunar month.

The two arrived in Jiangbei Bloody Valley.

In the depths of a swamp in the basin, the blood cultivator turned over a low mound and looked around. There were dark mud puddles everywhere, exuding miasma, so that the sky above was covered with a layer of gray mist, which reflected light in the sun. The color halo, like the reflection of the scales of a group of pythons, is evil and profound.

In such a thick fog that cannot be seen, there is a silent building, like the towering back shell of an old tortoise, clouds and mist flowing between the pillars of the building, like a toxic flow of blood, pumping this outer core.

"That is the Holy City of Blood." Su Mo fanned his fan. "Contemporary leader Yu Yuandi, a deputy leader, and a wife of the deputy leader, these three are the mainstays of the evil way."

"Then kill the three of them first."

"More than that," Su Mo shook his head, "This bloody sect is quite secretive. There are three ways and nine streams, including ancient witchcraft, shaman demon spirits, and so on. Countless people wanted to find out, but they fell to the sea. The core figures in the sect are all people who are connected to the devil, who do not enter the pure land and cannot be superborn..."

"Since you don't want to enter the Pure Land, it is reasonable to give them a non-excess life, scholar, wait here, I don't come back in three days, let's go!"

Li Dingxun is dressed in armor and standing on the top of the mountain. He is not like a human being or a living thing, but more like a city, a heroic city.

Su Mo watched him rush down the mountain, deep into the thick fog, shouting and killing, mixed with thunderous howls, resembling a battle of thousands of armies.

Chapter 144: Blood , Blood Waterfall, Twelve Immortal Blood Boys

Li Dingxun is in the dark and dark corridor, with armor like a mountain and a piece of nails like a forest. Then these fine pores are now completely filled with blood, constantly infiltrating, and dripping to the ground. On this corridor, there are scattered bone debris, meat and poison. Needle, spear... Li Dingxun is not a person, surpassing human beings, he is even more of a torrent.

"Let me see, there is a lion cub!" A slender ghost rose in the faint light ahead, and the person came a few steps forward, and under the dim sunlight outside the window, a pale and frosty figure appeared. Face.

Li Dingxun didn't mean anything nonsense, stepped forward, punched!

boom!

A huge earthquake on the promenade, like a typhoon, set off a great storm.