Chapter 368
Years of wars in the Western Regions, endless chaos, let alone martial arts sects, the destruction of a country is just a trivial matter, martial arts fights, life-and-death struggles are even more unusual, although martial arts have developed, civilians have been living in fear.

Ya Lier, who grew up in this environment, on the one hand admires the strong, and on the other hand hates the misconduct of the Jianghu people. The state of the Daming Jianghu was what she dreamed of when she was a child.

Is Yalier a good person?Of course not, being able to practice martial arts in that kind of environment has experienced countless setbacks, bloody fights, and even more insidious plots. Under Cao Zhengchun's command, although the evil things committed are not as good as Luo Jusheng, they are by no means counted. few.

Countless officials who had entered the sky prison were beaten into tricks by her silkworms, and they followed Cao Zhengchun's mind to bite at random.

But Lin Xuan chose to keep her alive, not because of her beauty, but because of her tenacity, her desire to survive, the kind of vigorous desire to survive like weeds on the side of the road.

If her martial arts potential had not been exhausted, Lin Xuan might have planted a Dao seed on her body and sent her to the Western Regions to see how far she could grow.

The Dao seeds sown by Lin Xuan, Shangguan Haitang and Liusheng Piaoxu all need talents, and depending on the situation, whoever needs them will leave Yalier to whom.

As for Cao Zhengchun, this poor man will be harvested in a few months. At that time, it will also be the time when the two "behind the scenes" will meet.

Ya Lier looked at Lin Xuan's back, her eyes flashed a little fascinated, the strong is the instinct engraved in her bones, and Lin Xuan's incomparable strength made her unable to have the slightest thought of disobedience.

"Play me a song."

"Yes, Master."

The melodious pipa music resounds through Mount Wutai. Mount Wutai is a Buddhist holy mountain with countless Buddhist temples. It is a famous mountain with the richest Buddhist culture. There are also Buddhist beliefs in the Western Regions, and Yalier can also play some Buddhist music.

On Mount Wutai, it is natural to play Buddhist music.

Outside Mingwang Temple, a pair of black and white eyes looked coldly at the disciples who were watching the night.

There is no emotion in these eyes, they are full of indifference, indifferent like a knife or a gun, as if no one or thing in the world can shake it.

These are the eyes of Guihai Yidao, there is no blood red, no devilish energy, only indifference, emptiness of indifference, his whole body has turned into a devil knife from hell, every killing, every bloodthirsty, is tempered by beating, Adds magic patterns to the blade.

When the magic pattern has accumulated enough, it is time to harvest from Yutian.

After feeling Guihai Yidao's understanding of sword skills, Xiang Yutian no longer wants to reap the fruits. He wants to build an unrivaled magic weapon, use this magic weapon to break through the barriers of the world, and enter a brand new world.

The world that scared him away at the beginning will become his food sooner or later.

Weapons cannot have emotions, so Guihai Yidao's emotions and desires that should have been flourishing are suppressed to the limit. Weapons are used for killing, so Guihai Yidao is now full of desire to kill.

The moonlight fell on Guihai Yidao, leaving behind a bloody crescent.

No, that's not Crescent Moon, that's the bloodthirsty demon knife in Gui Hai Yidao's hand.

When Guihai defeated Ba Dao with one sword, Ba Dao lived in seclusion in the countryside and dared not use the sword for the rest of his life. If he saw this sword, he would not live in seclusion, but die of shame and anger.

Compared with Gui Hai's single knife, his Ba knife is too blunt for cutting vegetables.

The bloody crescent flashed past, and the eight disciples who watched the night stopped breathing forever.

Generally speaking, a quick knife kills without seeing blood, but Guihai Yidao's quick knife kills with blood, not only blood, but also blood sucking.

The blood poured into Guihai Yidao's body along the edge of the blade, and Guihai Yidao showed a relaxed expression on his unfazed face.

That kind of expression is like a drunkard who has drunk the rare wine in the world, and a pervert who hugs the most beautiful woman in the world.

No, it's cooler and more comfortable than these.

If you really want to describe it, it's the expression of a poisonous ghost sucking washing powder.

Gui Hai Yi Dao is like a poisonous ghost, who has entered the abyss of the devil.

Killing eight people with one knife only relieved a little bit of the desire to kill. With a flash of blood, the people had already entered the Mingwang Temple.

There are masters from the eight sects in Mingwang Temple. In terms of martial arts, Guihai Yidao is by no means an opponent, but the eight sects have conflicts with each other, and each has their own calculations. In the disadvantaged.

From a distance, Lin Xuan watched the battle, and said with a sneer, "I said before, these people are a mob. If they work together and pass on the martial arts of the eight sects, how can they win without returning to the sea!"

Ya Lier echoed: "Master said yes, master, do you want to make a move?"

"Shoot? Why should I do it? How many people in the world can tell whether they are good or bad. On the first day of entering the world, they should be prepared to die. If they are not ready, practice martial arts obediently and don't go out, otherwise they will die. It deserves it too."

It's hard to tell the good from the bad. Lin Xuan has experienced so many worlds, and only Li Xunhuan, Shen Lang, Yan Nantian, Hua Wuque and a few others can be called good people.

Even if they are direct disciples, there are witches like Wanhou.

A confidante, Ren Yingying's demon girl, Lian Xing is also not a good person.

Lin Xuan himself is not a good person. He has killed so many people, so he is not a good person anyway. However, Lin Xuan has a bottom line. The villains never show mercy.

Right now, Gui Hai Yi Dao's killings are limited to rivers and lakes battles, without involving innocent people, let alone killing honest and upright ministers, so naturally Lin Xuan will not intervene at will.

Not to mention that this is a great opportunity to observe the demon species, the martial arts of master Shaolin Jie Jie is not inferior to Gui Hai Yi Dao, when Jie Jie clears the field, and Gui Hai single-handedly fights, the matter should be over.

"Everyone, please avoid, the old monk is here!"

Jie Jie cleared the field with Shaolin Lion Roar Kung Fu, turned around and slapped Gui Hai with a saber.

Shaolin applauds.

Shaolin's 72 unique skills are mostly boxing and foot skills, and there are countless advanced martial arts. Among the 72 unique skills, the Great Compassion Palm was originally only a middle-level unique skill. Not as good.

However, this person's Dharma is profound, and he has practiced this palm of great compassion to an unprecedented level. Even Patriarch Bodhidharma's attainments in the palm of great compassion are incomparably profound.

Of course, we are talking about the Patriarch Bodhidharma of this world. If you call the Patriarch Bodhidharma from the world of "Dragon Tiger Gate" and "Fengyun", you can kill ten Jie Jie with one palm, no, ten Lin Xuan.

The milky white palm print hit Gui Hai's chest with a knife, the palm was gentle, but it had the boundless Buddha Dharma and the great mind to overcome the suffering in the world.

Gui Hai sneered, and with a wave of the treasured saber, the blood-red saber aura met the force of his palm head-on.

(End of this chapter)

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