Chapter 22 Three Magical Magics

At night, the wind is as good as water, and the moon hangs high.

On the crown of a big tree in the mountain forest, Xiaohong and Meng Xuan sat on it and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

"It's natural to win or lose. I didn't expect you to meet my brother. My brother's cultivation is that I have no chance of winning against him. His understanding of kendo is admired by his ancestors, and you don't lose in vain. Xiaohong sighed that in today's top eight fight, Meng Xuan unfortunately met Daolong. Xiaohong knew the latter's cultivation best that Mengxuan could not be his opponent, although Mengxuan had made great progress.

Now there are only six masters left: Xiaohong, Daolong, Fawu and Ling Feng.

"Then you said I was weak." Mengxuan hummed angrily and turned her head aside. Xiaohong couldn't help laughing at her cute appearance, and Xiaohong was always so relaxed with her.

"Of course not. I didn't expect you to be so powerful for decades." Xiaohong Road. He couldn't help thinking of the battle between Meng Xuan and Daolong.

In that battle, the sword spirit was soaring and the sea of fire was all over the sky. Daolong's swordsmanship is indeed terrible. One sword is amazingly powerful, cutting the sky and the earth, and the momentum is huge. He has reached the realm of the unity of human and swords. Every sword splitting out of the boundary is full of broken mountains and rivers, which is unstoppable.

And what surprised Xiaohong most was Meng Xuan. He occasionally competed with Daolong, so he still knew a little about Daolong. But Mengxuan is different. Decades ago, she was just a weak woman hiding behind Xiaohong to heal his wounds, but now. If the ability to control fire is second at the conference, I'm afraid no one dares to say the first, even Xiaohong with the help of fiery fire beads.

At that time, Mengxuan stood in the air, calmly and calmly controlling the blue flame, sometimes the fire lotus bloomed, and sometimes the sea of fire all over the sky. Floating like the birth of a fairy, Meng Xuan is a goddess in the eyes of countless people.

"Isn't the strongest besides medical skills in your medicine sect the art of killing? Why is your fire control ability so abnormal? Anyway, Xiaohong followed Tianqing, but he had a certain understanding of Yaozong.

Meng Xuan also shook her head and said, "Originally, I also wanted to learn the art of killing, but the master asked me to learn the fire method. Only then did I know that my understanding of the fire method was so high, hehe."

"Wang Po sells melons." Xiaohong made fun of her and then said strangely, "Why do you suddenly want to learn the art of killing? Isn't it good to practice medicine?"

"Because I don't want to stand behind you forever, I want to fight side by side with you and share your pain." Meng Xuan said quietly.

Xiaohong was shocked and looked at Mengxuan for a long time. In addition to being moved, Xiaohong was still moved. What would you do if a woman treated you like this to you, and this woman also had an irresistible face.

Four eyes looked at each other, and the air gradually warmed up. Xiaohong stretched out his hand and held Meng Xuan's hand. Like Yuzhuo's little hand was as soft as boneless, Xiaohong could feel her trembling. When the other hand was about to hold Mengxuan's beautiful willow waist in his arms, a sudden sound sounded.

"Amitabha." A Buddha horn sounded, and the two were quickly separated as if they were electrocuted, like a child caught doing bad things, a little at a loss. Meng Xuan's face was flushed and rosy. Xiaohong couldn't help but be annoyed that no one had a good temper when he encountered such a thing.

"Who?" Xiaohong shouted impatiently. I don't know how many times he scolded the man in his heart. When he saw it clearly, it turned out to be the law that he had lost in his hands today. Xiaohong can't be helpless because he lost. But he knew that there must be something wrong with Fakong coming to him at this time.

"Lingyu, please." Fakong didn't seem to see anything, which made Xiaohong even more speechless. However, he is very respectful to Xiaohong. In his heart, Xiaohong's status is probably similar to that of his master.

"Master Mokong?" Xiaohong was stunned. What's the matter with him at this late hour? Although Xiaohong was surprised, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go now."

Xiaohong turned his head and looked at Mengxuan, who smiled and said, "Go quickly. There must be something important for the master to find you. We will..." Meng Xuan suddenly realized this and immediately stopped. The red tide surged up again, and she suddenly felt ashamed.

"Haha..." Xiaohong laughed, then stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair, and kissed her gently on the forehead in the bright moonlight. He immediately controlled the flying sword and flew to the temple in the sky like running away.

"Lingyu, wait, you're going in the wrong direction." Fakong nodded to Mengxuan with his hands and quickly rose to catch up with Xiaohong.

Mengxuan sat there stunned, like reaching out to touch her forehead but stopped in the air, looking in the direction of Xiaohong like water. But the heart was stormy, with a sweet and giggle, and whispered, "This fool, he, he..."

Xiaohong in the air also giggled. Just now, he held Mengxuan's hand and kissed her. At this time, his heart was like a mirror, and the unity of heaven and man was left behind by him, and there was only Meng Xuan's gentle smile and sweet feeling in his heart. He almost flew over his head and didn't notice it.

"Master, are you looking for me so late?" Xiaohong respectfully to Mokong Road.

Mokong took a deep look at him, his eyes were complicated, and said, "You have got the true biography of your younger brother, and now you have understood the deepest Buddhism in my Buddhism, the six-character truth. It's all God's will."

"The strongest? Isn't it one of the three Dharma? Why is it the strongest?" Xiaohong said strangely.

At this time, Fawu came forward and explained to Xiaohong, "That's just a rumor from outsiders. The six-character truth is the most powerful Dharma, at least the strongest of the Dharma known by the Buddha Sect so far. The three sects have their own secrets, but outsiders rarely know them. Just like everyone knows that the attack power of the sword practitioners of Xuantian Sect is terrible and can be called the first, but they don't know that the Taoism of Xuantian Sect is more amazing.

"Yes, in ancient times, there were many magical power, but they were all lost. From the ancient books, I know that the three most terrible magical power at that time, but unfortunately they were all lost." Mokong sighed.

"Three magical power?" Xiaohong was stunned. This was the first time he heard, "Which three magical power?"

Mokong took a deep look at Xiaohong and muttered, "They are six-character truths, six reincarnations, and nine turns."

"Ah!" Xiaohong exclaimed, and suddenly a light flashed in his mind, and his face looked strange, "They are not the three sects today, are they?"

"Not bad." Mokong whispered. Xiaohong secretly said that it was true, and Mokong's next sentence made him stunned.

"I hope you can join the Buddhist sect and assume the position of suzerain."

PS: I'm sorry to tell you first. Recently, the little monkey's writing seems to have encountered a bottleneck, so please allow the little monkey to update less, take more time to recharge, and write better works. I'm sorry!!!