Zhao Heng tilted his head slightly: "Master Baoshu?"
Baden Rinpoche nodded slightly to confirm what he just said. From the beginning to the end, Baden Rinpoche's eyes and expressions did not change at all. He was still sitting on the lotus platform, with his right hand naturally hanging down and his left hand turning the beads, like a clear Buddha's pound. Zhuan Haomiao: "Yes, the Master Baoshu you killed was the Dawa Dolma I once loved!"
Baden's mood did not fluctuate: "I wanted to find her back and settle the relationship, but I didn't expect that she died in Hong Kong. It is rumored that she died together with Ye Lingfeng, but I know that she died in your hands." "Li, you and I have no grudges at first, but we do have grudges because of her. I always need to do something for her, so I decided to enter the Potala Palace!"
Hearing this, Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke softly: "This turmoil that you acquiesced to can indeed disrupt the order of China. It will at least give the bosses of the Red Wall a headache for many days, but it doesn't seem to be too big for me. Impact, if I hadn¡¯t been worried about the safety of Du Ziyan and Du Yaqi, I probably wouldn¡¯t have come to Tibetan City, so how could you seek revenge from me?¡±
Baden seemed to have thought of Zhao Heng's answer. He slid his finger across the round Buddhist beads and said, "Tibetan City has always been an important place for China, and the issues involved are top priority. It is also mixed with countless foreign forces. If it is in chaos, it will be difficult for the officials to do it." An Ning will definitely send someone with extraordinary skills to deal with it. Looking at the whole country of China, who is more suitable than you?"
Zhao Heng smiled: "Really?"
Baden straightened his upper body slightly and made a very objective evaluation of Zhao Heng: "You are young, capable, courageous, bloody, cruel, and have no scruples. You also have rich experience in Tangjiazhuang and Ya clan incidents. You also have The Chinese government has unconditional support. If they don¡¯t send you to deal with the incident in Tibetan City, who else will they send? So if Tibetan City is in chaos, you will definitely show up!"
"That's a good analysis. When you say that, I feel like I'm the best candidate!"
Zhao Heng quickly understood the meaning: "As long as I come to Zangcheng, you will never let me go back?"
Baden nodded honestly: "That's right!" There was a sadness in his eyes: "When she left me, I struggled with contradictions and pain every day, and was overwhelmed every day. Defeated by my emotions, I drank arsenic with a smile. Countless times I wanted to drink a glass of poisonous wine, sleep quietly, and never wake up, but every time I got my pillow towel wet!"
"Master Sun and Moon once taught me!"
Baden sighed: "He said that old feelings will eventually fade away and be just an idle sorrow. Sooner or later, no matter how deep the pain is, the rain in front of the steps and the wind under the sleeves will disappear; sooner or later, the sea water will fill up all the water on the beach." The wind will extinguish the last trembling flame; sooner or later, we will transform from mere children who don¡¯t understand daily necessities to a sophisticated old shopkeeper.¡±
¡°But I still don¡¯t regret it!¡±
While Zhao Heng was thinking about his words, Baden touched the prayer beads: "She is the one I loved after all!"
"Tea, drink it, it's time for us to take action!"
Having said what needed to be said, Baden looked at Zhao Heng and smiled, and the fingers turning the beads stopped. Zhao Heng looked at Baden on the lotus platform. All his thoughts were recalled in an instant, and then annihilated in an instant, just like The illusion disappeared, and with the smile of Baden Living Buddha, Zhao Heng's heart became more ethereal. He locked Baden with his Qi machine and let out a loud roar:
"Baden, it's time to end it!"
Zhao Heng's roar was like a dragon's roar, conveying a firm meaning and an endless momentum, which made his figure moving forward with his sword drawn seem more and more pressing. Baden seemed not to have thought that he had been fighting from the beginning to the end. Being gentle and elegant, not only did Zhao Heng's momentum not weaken, but it became even stronger, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"Whoosh!"
Zhao Heng, who was walking forward, kicked a fragment of the tea cup under his feet. The fragment screamed extremely harshly and shot toward the throat of Baden Living Buddha like lightning. The trembling sound that pierced the air was indescribably powerful. Facing Zhao Heng's With an attack, Baden waved his left hand lightly, and with two slender fingers, at an extremely slow speed that he could see, he pinched the fragments kicked by Zhao Heng.
The fragments were sharp and shone coldly in the light.
Although all the actions of Baden Rinpoche seemed so natural and casual, Zhao Heng still felt a slight fluctuation in his mind when he pinched the fragment. A smile suddenly bloomed on his face, and his whole figure looked like It exploded like a cannonball, and after his feet made a few footprints on the floor, he moved directly to a pillar.
Then, Zhao Heng, who had risen to the same height as the lotus, suddenly bent and flicked his legs, pressing against Baden on the lotus platform. He was like an eagle suddenly spreading its wings. At this moment, Zhao Heng Heng forgets life and death,?He even forgot himself, he felt that he was the sword in his hand, and the sword was the vast wind, rain, and thunder.
"Whoosh!"
Facing this sharp knife, Baden on the high platform looked solemn for the first time. Then he picked up the Buddhist beads in his hand and rotated them in mid-air. It was as if he had been thrown into the lake with a stone, with layers of ripples and strange wave shadows flashing in the space. Baden Living Buddha used Buddhist beads to create layers of phantoms, confusing Zhao Heng's perspective judgment and slowing down his thunderous strike.
Zhao Heng, who was originally full of momentum, felt that in the opponent's constantly rotating phantom, the power of the sword also slowed down. The killing intent was swallowed up little by little, making the sword's momentum become weaker and weaker. Zhao Heng bit his lips slightly, He straightened his body, added another two points of strength to his wrist, gave a sharp shout, regained his fighting spirit, and stabbed hard into the middle of the dizzy Buddha beads.
"when!"
The sword finally hit the rotating Buddha beads, and the fighting spirit on the sword was almost dissipated by the beads. Then there was a collision, and a burst of air exploded. The lotus platform trembled slightly, and Zhao Heng flew backwards. After landing again and dragging a distance of two meters, Baden's body was slightly shaken. There was severe pain in the tiger's mouth, and there was a trace of knife marks on the prayer beads.
However, as he slowly exhaled a long breath, the discomfort in his body disappeared without a sound. Baden glanced at Zhao Heng who had fallen back to the ground, and there was a hint of praise in his eyes. He obviously admired the latter's skills, but He didn't say much. He sat quietly on the lotus platform and turned his prayer beads, as if he wanted to maintain the tranquility he deserved at all times.
Zhao Heng, who regained his balance, shook his right hand to dissipate the remaining energy from the tiger's mouth. Then he looked at the motionless Baden and smiled: "Living Buddha, you are really good at it. A string of Buddhist beads dispelled my fighting spirit. It's just that The game has just begun, you will face a more violent impact next, you must bear it, don't let me down!"
Baden brushed his fingers over the beads: "Don't worry, Mr. Heng, I won't let you down!"
Zhao Heng laughed loudly, then raised his sword a few meters in front of Baden Living Buddha, raised his voice and ran out quickly, stepped on the pillar, and his sword turned into a white dragon and pounced at Baden. And then, his movements gave people a sense of coordination and perfection, without any reluctance, and without any flaws in his body, showing his absolute master's style.
Seeing Zhao Heng coming with ferocious force, Baden Living Buddha calmed his mind. At this moment of life and death, his many years of experience made him enter the extreme of silence in an instant. It seemed that only Zhao Heng in front of him and the more and more things in his hand were left in the world. There is nothing else but the knife nearby. The wind, rain and shouting outside have become out of reach, and the prayer beads in my hand have stopped rotating and are held on my fingertips.
"Ding!"
The expected roar did not appear. When Baden Living Buddha felt that the sword struck by Zhao Heng had a magical power, his own big hand seal could not be broken, and Baden Living Buddha turned his palm into a With his finger, he struck the tip of Zhao Heng's knife with the Vajra Seal technique. Following Zhao Heng's swing, Baden Living Buddha flew backwards as light as a feather.
Baden, who was holding the prayer beads, seemed to be pulled by a thread. It fell lightly on a lotus leaf. He smiled calmly, like a fairy. His long sleeves hung down, and the cold wind blew up a corner of his clothes. He stood there. Zhao Heng, who was standing on the opposite side, put away his knife and stood up, steadying his feet on the leaves. The hand holding the knife tightened and loosened, tightened and loosened again, and finally sighed.
He couldn¡¯t find any opening to take action. This tantric living Buddha really lived up to his reputation.
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