The first killer is to pay a visit to the letter, and the ice bird breaks off Shouyang. The reputation of the number one killer in the world is as flawless as ice and snow in the world. He is one of the representative figures who can best express the romance of the world in the world for twenty years. The Bing Master lives on the top of the Tianshan Mountains where ice and snow are covered with ice masks all year round. Like the thief of Huanmeng, no one in the world has ever seen his true face, but he is more dangerous than Huanmeng's thief, because he is the King of Hell.

The monk Miaoying, dressed in white, clasped his hands together and whispered in front of Jiang Huai: "Sir, Mr. Bing is a dying man, so there is no need to worry about it."

"Okay. Since that's the case, I'll post it to Mr. Bing for me, and the post states that at noon tomorrow, at the mouth of the downtown area, Mr. Bing will die under the scorching sun."

After Jiang Huai finished speaking, he turned back to his feet, but he still added slowly: "The chaos has been formed, and the sky is not trustworthy. Birds fly high in the sky and fish swim in the rivers and lakes. This troubled world is the best place to practice. I feel that my emotions are trapped in a small place, and I feel that my suffering is confused by the bell for a hundred years. Although I have recited all the ten thousand scriptures and the Dharma is profound, the Buddhist teachings are not about saving oneself but about saving others. Most of you famous monks have not mastered a "me" for decades. They just say compassion, but they are actually truly selfish and heartless people."

The monk Miaoying stood in his original place, bowed slightly, lowered his head and put his hands together, and the plain white monk's robe fluttered gently in the wind, like a peerless statue.

Jiang Huai sighed softly, and realized that the transmission of emotions should actually be the foundation of Monk Miaoying. Although Monk Miaoying did a good thing, if you think about it carefully, perhaps most of his actions were in the calculation of Monk Miaoying. Although he was a person he could not calculate, he could also see the clues by calculating Yelu Hongyun or Ma Sanzhao. Jiang Huai, who thought through this level, always wrote a draft in his belly when planning major events, and no longer revealed it to Yelu Hongyun and others. Now it seems that his decision is undoubtedly very correct, because Monk Miaoying's two problems are the major things he wants to do. Two things, one near and one far, each echoes them. Monk Miaoying cannot deduce them, so there is a question today.

Jiang Huai was unhappy. Not only did he not answer Seng Miaoying's question, he instead ordered Seng Miaoying to find a way to get rid of the number one killer in the world. This was also the move that Jiang Huai once again confirmed whether Seng Miaoying was willing to use for himself. The method was very extreme, because this time Jiang Huai asked Seng Miaoying to kill people and let a generation of famous monks commit the murderous precepts, which also shows how deep Jiang Huai's resentment was.

The seemingly windy and calm confrontation between the two was no less than Ma San's fight with Shi Chuanyun. Yelu Hongyun, who was following Jiang Huai, also felt this abnormality. She glanced at Monk Miaoying with some complexity, then pulled out the sword on her body and threw it towards Monk Miaoying. The sword was like a dragon, and the cold light flashed in front of Monk Miaoying. Monk Miaoying was still standing still, but the sword was broken into several pieces with a long roar, scattered around him like falling flowers.

But before the cuts of swords landed, a flash of light suddenly flashed. The broken swords actually connected each other like spirits, turning into a cold light back into Yelu Hongyun's sword sheath. At this moment, Yelu Hongyun still had the complex eyes, and Monk Miaoying still stood there in place with his hands clasped his hands. I don't know whether the sword light was an illusion or really a circle between the two, but this obviously no longer mattered. Yelu Hongyun bowed to Monk Miaoying and turned around and followed Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai was drinking comfortably in the temporary room, holding a cup of tea in his hand. At this moment, he seemed to have become a young man from a family who was doing nothing. Yelu Hongyun finally couldn't help but ask and said with full questions: "Jiang Lang, Monk Miaoying is unfathomable, why did you force him like this?"

"Yun'er, think about it, he could have had an equal relationship with me like a free Yun Yehe, why did he have to pay a break? If something goes wrong, there will be monsters. What he wants is not glory, wealth or fame for thousands of years. So what he wants?"

Yelu Hongyun frowned and repeated Jiang Huai's question: "What exactly does he want?"

"I think it should be called practice. There is such a kind of person in the world. What they care most about is to find the initial answer to this world, such as why do people have birth, old age, sickness and death? Why do sun and moon appear alternately? What does the stars in the sky represent? " Jiang Huai took a sip of tea and said lightly.

"What if I figure it out?" Yelu Hongyun's eyes were slowly clear, as if she had guessed the answer.

Jiang Huai looked at her with a little doting smile: "Yun'er, you guessed it right. In this world, not only the emperor wants to live forever, but the monk Miaoying represents another group of people. They focus on Taoism, live in their own world, treat sentient beings like ants, and when they feel that they touch the trace of Taoism, they will be crazy. Monk Miaoying said that I am not in the world, and that I am curious about my origin. If he can break my secret, perhaps he will immediately ascend to the same level as the legend has, and achieve the right result."

Yelu Hongyun looked through the window to see the monk Miaoying outside, and saw that the monk Miaoying had left silently at some point. Jiang Huai seemed to have known it a long time ago: "No need to look, he will kill Master Bing."

"Jiang Lang, you are so powerful. It's a bit incredible to think about it."

"Haha, it's not that I'm powerful, it's just that he happened to think what I said makes sense, and he also thinks this matter is interesting. In the eyes of people who have practiced to such fields, the lives of this mortal are just a reflection of the laws of nature, that is, the death of Taoist sect."

Jiang Huai also slowly walked to the window, pointed to the continuous prosperity of the roof in front of him and said, "Yun'er, look at the grand scenery of this tall building, how much prosperity it carries and how much dirty it has been buried; look at the silk and satin, how much nobility it has been set off and how much dirty it has been covered. Yin and Yang are opposite, black and white are opposite, good and bad echo, right and wrong, which are all the ways they agree with. Young Master Bing killed countless people, so he should be killed; the people whom Mr. Bing Su Mu killed are all people with bad records, and this is also the same as

It is not in line with Tao, so if you peel off the life of Prince Bing, you can see that his dirty tricks are also the ones that Tao is sent. Prince Bing’s martial arts are powerful and no one can kill, which is also incompatible with Tao, because all things are the right thing to be born and restrained. I asked him to kill Prince Bing, which was just in line with his practice philosophy of practicing Tao for heaven. Tao can be told, and extraordinary Tao, that is, practicing the extraordinary way with the common way, or practicing the ordinary way with the extraordinary way, are all the ways he upholds. Therefore, after killing Prince Bing, I have another super master who is unparalleled."

After hearing Jiang Huai's long speech, Yelu Hongyun sighed softly: "Jiang Lang, all the heroes in the world are in your trap."
Chapter completed!