Bai Yiji happily hugged the white Siamese civet cat in his arms: "I'll give you a name!

The twilight wind on the side laughed when he heard this: "Two marks! hahaha!

Bai Yiji was so angry that he stomped his feet: "You see how annoying Senior Brother Twilight is!"

Bai Jiangyue, who had been beside him at this time, stepped forward and said: "Okay, it's better like this, since Tianze pays the money and you come to raise it, then you will take one word from each of your names, which is called Tianyi, besides, Tianyi is also known as Qinglong, which can be regarded as a good wish for this little guy!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone sighed at Bai Jiangyue's talent.

The joy of the day seems to pass through the forest with the wind, except for the laughter and laughter left in the memory.

At this time, the night is silent.

The sad life of the person who was cultivating in the room suddenly felt the room token next to the pillow flicker.

When I looked at the door, I found that it was Tianze.

Half an hour later, two pitch-black figures rushed towards the east of Star River City, and the two of them were Tian Ze and Sadness.

The two made up a reason to borrow a piece of the galaxy order from the gold shopkeeper and went straight to the east of the city.

The sad old man was still cold, and he turned his head sideways and asked, "Why are you looking for me?" instead of choosing someone else?"

Tian Ze Zhengse said: "Because you are the best candidate in my heart, I don't want others to know about this matter, so only Senior Brother Sorrow is the best candidate." ”

Sadness looked at Tianze, although Tianze's eyes were covered, but Sadness felt Tianze's firmness from Tianze's face.

"Let's go!" said the sad past, a little faster.

Half an hour later, Tianze and Sadness had come to a dilapidated temple, which was the Lixian Temple.

Tian Ze and the others did not enter the Lixian Temple but observed from a distance for a long time, and sure enough, there were lights and shadows in the temple, accompanied by quarrels.

Tian Ze listened carefully and said, "There are three of them!"

couldn't help but praise, but the voice line was still as flat as a mirror lake: "The ears are very sharp." ”

Tian Ze smiled bitterly: "It's not forced yet!" Tian Ze naturally refers to his own blindness.

"However, this temple gives me a very special feeling, as if I have been here before. Tian Ze looked at the Lixian Temple in front of him, and a familiar feeling came to his heart.

"I've had this situation with you, obviously it's the first time I've been there, but everything in my eyes seems to have seen it somewhere, in fact, I just think too much!"

"Maybe!" Then Tian Ze smiled and said to the sad old man: "Senior Brother Sadness, have you noticed that you have said a lot of things tonight. ”

"What's so strange about this, I'm talking a lot at night. After that, the sad old man dived into the Lixian Temple.

"Wait for me! Senior Brother Sadness!" Tian Ze quickly caught up.

Tianze and Sorrow walked cautiously in the temple.

The two of them walked through a temple that had collapsed more than half, hid outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and peeked into the hall.

I saw a fat monk and two young thin men rummaging around the hall, as if they were looking for something.

At this time, the sad old man said: "That fat monk is building the foundation realm for nine times, and the two thin men are building the foundation realm for five times. ”

Tian Ze asked Sorrow in surprise: "Senior Brother Sorrow, how do you know? Didn't you say that you would be perceived if you found out about other people's cultivation? Why did you detect their cultivation but didn't alarm them?"

The tone of the sad old man finally fluctuated, and he said proudly: "What you said is right, under normal circumstances, it is true that the cultivation of others can be perceived, but we have a kind of martial art in Yunling Hall, as long as the gap between the two realms is not too big, we can explore the cultivation without being perceived by the other party." ”

"That's amazing!"

"Yes, I feel very good, but I can't teach you!" said Sad Death.

Before Tian Ze's words were spoken, he was rejected, and he couldn't help but think that when he saw his master, he would have to pick out a book of such martial arts.

"Tianze, what do you see that?" The sad old man seemed to be attracted by the scene in front of him.

Tian Ze sounded, and in an instant, the outline of the scene in front of him was clearly displayed in his mind: he saw that the three people dug out a golden body with a golden luster from the hands of the Daxiong Treasure Hall Rulai.

One of the thin men said excitedly: "Archmage, you really have a golden body! That stinky monk really didn't tell a lie!"

The fat monk stepped forward and stroked him again and again, so emotional that he couldn't even stop trembling speech: "He was killed by my demon soul, and the pain can't be resisted even if the gods descend to earth." ”

At this time, another thin man patted his chest and said, "Then he must really thank me! It was my sword that pierced his chest and helped him relieve the inhuman pain!"

With that, the three of them laughed in unison, as if they had done a good deed.

"Let's do it!"

Speaking of sadness, his body is softer like water, and the black night clothes are like a silent dark shadow in the night, tossing and turning, and they are already close to the three of them.

I saw that the right palm of the sad old life was turned over, and a dagger with a foot long flashed in his hand, which was the weapon of the sad old life: the night ink front. This dagger is so strange that its color is like the purest black in the world, and no light is reflected in any brilliance. If it weren't for Tianze's sense of exploration, he wouldn't have seen the weapon of his tragic journey.

The heart of the sad life is instantaneous, and the heart, front, and throat are tied to the first line, and they are about to explode.

Suddenly, there was no shadow, no wind, no feeling, and the ink-colored blade took the head directly.

"Bang bang!"

Two muffled sounds, that is, the two heads landed, and the sad journey was hidden in the darkness again, leaving only the fat monk in place in shock and surprise.

"Who's out! Come out!"

The fat monk shouted in horror, extremely frightened in his heart. After all, these two people were killed by their own side, and they didn't even feel the slightest feeling. The so-called people have left traces, geese have left sounds, and the fat monk has extremely doubts in his heart that he has encountered ghosts.

The fat monk looked around vigilantly, and suddenly had a plan in his heart, and shouted: "Come out! I see you!"

How could he be deceived by such a carving insect skill, still staring at the throat of the fat monk with all his attention, waiting for an excellent opportunity.

After a few moments, the opportunity came!

The fat monk unconsciously exposed his back to the sad old man, and the sad old man seized the opportunity and struck a blow.

"I knew you were going to sneak up on me!"

The fat monk sneered, turned around and punched out.

"Great Arhat Fist!"

Immediately, a blue fist condensed by aura hit the tragic homeland.

"It's ridiculous!"

The sad life is full of aura in the ink-colored blade, and then the body emits a dark glow, and the dagger blade is even more sparkling.

"The Night Spirit!"

The tragic figure flashed, dodged the big Arhat fist, and the soles of his feet made another force, and the blade passed through the neck of the fat monk.

"Whew!"

I was surprised to see a burst of white vapor erupting from the scar on the neck of the self-fattening monk, like a faint cloud in the sky, which is the so-called combination of violence and beauty, and it is the most appropriate to describe it.

The fat monk waved his arms twice unwillingly, and then fell to the ground and died.

Tian Ze approached the hall and couldn't help but praise: "Senior Brother Dusk, it's so powerful! It's really amazing to be able to kill the enemy without damaging yourself at all!"

Sadness put away the night Mo Feng, a trace of abnormality seemed to flash in his eyes, and said: "There is a price for killing the enemy at a higher level. Okay, let's not talk about that, let's take a look at the situation here. ”

"This is the master of the monk who died during the day, right? I didn't expect to be buried in the palm of the Buddha!" said Sadness, looking at the golden body on the ground.

After Tian Ze stepped forward to investigate carefully, he found that one of the eyes of this golden body was empty, and the other eye had a relic that was exactly the same as the one he had seen before.

Tian Ze suddenly thought of something: "Oh, it's bad! The relics are still in the fat monk's ordination, but he is dead, how can this be good?"

Hearing this, he stretched out his right palm: "What do you think of this?"

"Relic!" Tian Ze took the relic in surprise and asked, "Why is the relic in your hands?"

Sad and laughed: "You also underestimate me too much, I saw him put the relics on his chest before I killed him, otherwise how could I kill him like this!"

"It's still Senior Brother Twilight!"

As the easiest person Tianze has ever seen to kill the enemy, his status in Tianze's mind has risen a lot at this time.

Sadness then reminded: "Let's take a good look at why you have a relationship with this golden body relic." ”

"Hmm!"

Tian Ze carefully probed the golden body, but he found nothing except the amazing familiarity.

At this time, the sad old man said: "Could it be that your previous life was him?"

As soon as these words came out, even the tragic self shook his head and denied it, how could he have such a ridiculous idea.

At this moment, an old voice came from Tianze's ears: "Amitabha, a hundred years after him, I don't want to wait for the fate of myself." ”

Tian Ze observed left and right and didn't find anyone, so he asked Sadness in confusion: "Senior Brother Sadness, did you hear any sound?"

"No!" In order to ensure that no accidents happen, the special martial arts envoy carefully perceived the surroundings: "I checked again, and there is absolutely no one." ”

At this time, the voice came again: "He can't hear it, this is a special way of communication that belongs to the two of us, you sit cross-legged with the god of the underworld." ”

Tian Ze thought for a moment, and said to the sad old man: "Senior Brother Sadness, I want to concentrate for a moment, please!"

"Don't worry, I'm here, there's no trouble. ”

Tian Ze immediately sat down with the god of the underworld.

The next moment, Tian Ze and a white-bearded old monk met in consciousness.

The white-bearded old monk looks like a dust-free face, his face is kind and amiable, his eyebrows and beard are white and snowy, and his palms are folded in the shape of Shakya, and he has never enlightened the world.

Tian Ze was sure that he had not seen this person, so he said respectfully: "Dare to ask the master, is there something important to summon the juniors?"

The white-bearded old monk said, "It's not a big deal, but you don't know the relationship between you and the monk, right?"

"Relationship?"

The white-bearded old monk nodded lightly and said: "You and the monk can be said to be the same person, but you can also be said to be not the same person, because of reincarnation!"