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Li Dingxun turned his head and stared at the swordsman again.

There is also this Bai Zimo, with a clear sword heart and a natural talent. With his current anxious expression, he should be aware of Jueyu's malice.

In the end, it was the heartless Fu Xixi, this fisherman's little girl, Baimai Gutong.

"Sun Lichai..." someone murmured, Li Dingxun pressed his forehead and pressed a pair of hard bags in. Time was not up.

Everyone watched the Taoist priests perform coolies, and the little girl still said cool words, such as "Why are you so proficient? Could it be that the ancestor was a captain who touched Jin Jin?", "Ou, without exaggeration, I shoveled a stone."

The Taoist cheeks flushed and dug the ground muffled.

Not long after, the shovel stabbed, and the Taoist priest staggered, but his face was joyful, and he shouted, "Digged through!"

A few more times, a hole was dug out, and it was a tunnel that was slanting downwards. Wang Ping'an took a breather, took out a candle from his luggage and lit it, held it in the air with his internal force, and leaned towards the ground. The candle was not extinguished.

"The air is well circulated, let's go straight down."

Everyone rushed to the end on the slide, only the little girl's clothes were covered with dust, and the others were clean and fresh.

"Why, does this dust also depend on people's dishes?"

"Hey, who told someone to use internal force to protect their clothes?" The Taoist bickered with the little sister, lighting a torch to illuminate this small cave.

The square underground secret room has several vents, eight walls, writing on the walls, and a pile of rotten bamboo slips on the ground. Several boxes are buried in the pile of bamboo slips.

"Yes, as my grandfather said, it is the "Heart Sword Sutra" written by the predecessor Mo Yun, son of Can Sword!" Bai Zimo stared at the writing on the wall with excitement.

The younger sister was puzzled: "Big Brother Bai, didn't you mean to find your grandfather's relic? How did you become a broken sword master?"

"My grandfather is the disciple of Master Canjian, but he did not leave the inheritance to future generations, but obeyed the master's will and buried it. I will tell you the specific story slowly later."

"Oh."

"The bamboo slips can't be seen," the Taoist dragged out three boxes and opened them. "A box of gold, a box of weapons, and a box of musical instruments. Hey, that's great."

Bai Zimo bowed his hand to Li Dingxun, "Master Li, we have an appointment in advance. You can take these property yourself. You can also copy the exercises on this wall. You can only take the Mo jade Sword One of the Candid Sword Master. handle."

Li Dingxun laughed and said, "You don't care about this. But I still remind you, don't move that broken sword."

"Why is this?" Everyone was puzzled.

"This is related to your past life and the environment of Jeju. In short, let the little Taoist keep it for you, including the "Heart Sword Sutra" on the wall. Don't practice it, wait until you return to China and find a quiet room. Care about."

Of course they wanted to listen to Li Dingxun's words. The three of them were ready to return, but everything was packed and ready to go, Li Dingxun still stopped moving.

"Brother Li? Go and mess up, hurry up." The little girl also waved and urged.

"You go, I want to stay here."

The three of them were puzzled, and the Taoist asked, "Don't you still want to go to the end of heaven and earth? After the extremity volcanic activity, you can't get in and out?"

Li Dingxun smiled swiftly, "Smallly molten, what can someone just take a bath? I stay here because of the promise I once made."

There is no epiphany.

The little girl waited to persuade her, but the two men stopped her and led her back.

Li Dingxun shouted at their backs: "Don't try the interaction between heaven and earth here! Remember, remember!"

Standing on the mountain in the distance and looking back, the little girl looked at the tall man, his figure was like a little dust, but the courage that filled the world seemed to be a giant tree hanging from the sky, which made people heartbreaking.

"Jieyu is so dangerous, why don't you persuade Big Brother Li?"

The swordsman and Taoist looked at each other and smiled.

"Little sister, you have to know that there is a kind of person in the world who speaks loudly and loudly, and no one can block his way. Brother Li is such a person. Since he said he wants to keep his promise, it is useless to say anything. Yes, it will be finished."

"Hey, all of you men are reckless."

"Hahaha!"

The rivers and lakes have gone through the ages, but they sang loudly and screamed.

Chapter 154 Small Thousand Realm Palm, Way Home

There is no epiphany.

Li Dingxun brought the night flowers, and planted them one after another, one in the mountains, one in the river, one in the plain, and one in the woods.

These epiphanies are tough and godly, they are creations that transcend life and death, and they don't participate in the terrible cycle of extremis.

Epiphany is the vitality here, representing the infiltration of an external system.

The extremity is being swallowed by the pure land.

...

Li Dingxun, the number one in the world, spread the news in the Pure Land, asking people to plant epiphanies all over the mountains and rivers of China.

People asked why, he stood on a high place and replied, this is for the pure land and for the Bodhisattva.

When people asked Pinghe, he walked into the crowd and said that the safety of the people in the world was on the line.

The scholar Su Mo stood up and screamed, preaching Li Dingxun's grandeur, great ability and great determination, which can be called a noble one.

So the world’s heroes were in awe, and the people were of one heart.

The strategy of epiphany cloth seeding has been unfolded vigorously in China.

...

Li Dingxun walked silently in the absolute domain.

At night, evil spirits raged with the wind.

Behind him is a sea of ​​flowers, radiating radiant light, and those evil spirits fall between the petals and fall asleep peacefully.

Heal the pain.

Soothe sorrow.

He turned his head, the mountains shook in the distance, the extremity volcano erupted again, the red flames reflected the red sky, and the billowing smoke was everywhere. In these dense dust, there were countless restless souls hidden, roaring ferociously, and the sky was the Asuka. An eagle is a beast-running hyena on the ground, and more of it is a human form, with twisted bones filled with yellow-gray volcanic ash, and raging red magma and fire rushing through its veins.

Yes, no one can live a cycle in such a chase.

Nature sometimes exhibits some human characteristics, such as the elimination of dissidents, which is part of life's decay and prosperity, but there are always those who are unwilling to break this synergy, willing to crush the oppression of nature, and expand one by one. Belongs to the comfort zone of life.

Li Dingxun was willing to germinate all the seeds in the darkness. If there is no sun in the world, then he is the only light.