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Seeing that he was about to kill Shen Lang, he didn't expect to kill a transformation master halfway through!

Bad luck!

Ximen Qing snorted and spat out another mouthful of blood.

No, he urged the Xuandun Jue twice in a row, and was hit by Shen Lang's seven wounds, Ximen Qing felt that the injuries in his body had aggravated to a certain level, and if he dragged it on, his life would really be in danger.

Now we must catch a few women and find a quiet place to collect yin and yang to heal their wounds.

Ximenqing saw a middle-aged aunt in front of him who was like a monster with makeup, he couldn't hold back the nausea in his heart, stepped forward, grabbed the aunt, and prepared to drag her to the alley.

In normal times, Ximenqing has not had such a heavy taste, even the women he caught to make up for it are all of the best in appearance.

Now he is too badly injured to have a choice.

"Come on, rape, old lady will kill you!" the aunt screamed and kicked at Ximenqing's crotch.

"Ahh

Early the next morning, Shen Lang finally opened his eyes from the coma, his whole body was filled with a warm feeling, and his upper body was still wrapped with a large number of bandages.

"Shen Lang, Shen Lang, you're awake!" Chu You'er on the side of the bed grabbed Shen Lang's arm for the first time and asked with concern on her face.

Shen Lang's consciousness gradually returned, and he only remembered that his seven-wound punch hit Ximenqing, and he was also slapped by Ximenqing, and then he spurted blood and fainted.

"I'm not dead, where are I now?" Shen Lang's head was still a little groggy.

"Of course you're not dead, fool! Chu You'er pointed to the white-eyed abbot next to her.

"Good, good, the donor's nature is different from ordinary people, and he will wake up so quickly. The white-eyebrow abbot said with a pleasant face.

Shen Lang held his head and looked around, standing in front of him was an old monk with white eyebrows, and there was a young monk waiting behind him.

"This is here?" Shen Lang said in a daze, his mind a little confused.

The white-eyed abbot stepped forward, and the old man's big hand helped Shen Lang hold Shen Lang's arm.

Shen Lang suddenly felt a stirring spirit, only to feel a strong internal energy rushing into his body, and his whole body was filled with a warmth.

The white-eyed abbot showed a hint of surprise, although he had helped Shen Lang Yungong heal his injuries for a long time, but it was clear that such a serious injury had actually healed itself in such a short time?

God according to the scriptures, it is really incredible.

Shen Lang's heart froze, and suddenly he made a judgment, this kind old monk is a super master!

No wonder I felt a feeling of warmth in my body as soon as I woke up, and it should be this old monk who used his internal strength to help him heal.

"Master, did you save me?" Shen Lang said hurriedly.

The white-eyed abbot closed his eyes and did not speak, as if he was investigating the condition of Shen Lang's body.

The little monk on the side stepped forward and handed over a glass of water.

"Thank you. Shen Lang nodded and said, took the water cup, took a sip, and cleared his mind a little.

"Master Shen's injury is no longer serious, and he can recover from his injury after resting in this temple for two days. The white-eyed abbot said with a smile.

Shen Lang also clasped his hands together and said respectfully: "Master, thank you for saving me." ”

The white-eyed abbot bowed his head and said lightly: "Lord Shen Shi doesn't need to say thank you, God has its own virtue of good life, and Lord Shen and I have a fate." The old man's name is Xuan Ci, and he is the abbot of this Golden Gate Temple. ”

"There was a fate, Master, have we met before?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

Master Xuanci showed a meaningful smile: "Naturally, I have seen it, Zhang Mingchen is my apprentice, and his martial arts are what I taught him." Seeing that you made seven wounds, Lao Wei knew that you were Zhang Mingchen's apprentice. ”

As soon as these words came out, Shen Lang's whole person was like being struck by lightning.

"What! You are my master's master?" Shen Lang pointed at Master Xuanci, showing a ghostly expression.

"Exactly. Master Xuan Ci nodded slightly, stretched out his right hand, and a cold white qi in his palm rotated at high speed, condensing into a snowflake-shaped ice chip.

"This is the Snowflake Palm"

Shen Lang set off a monstrous wave in his heart, the Snowflake Divine Palm was taught to him by Zhang Mingchen, and the other party also knew the Snowflake Divine Palm, which was enough to explain the problem.

He is really the old man's master, that is, his own ancestor.

Master Xuanci's realm is extraordinary, and it should be impossible to deceive himself.

"The younger brother has seen the ancestor!" Shen Lang was about to get out of bed, but was helped down by Master Xuanci.

"There's no need to care about the red tape. Master Xuanci shook his head and said.

Chu You'er was surprised for a long time, and then she said, "It turns out that the master and Shen Lang have this kind of relationship."

"I heard Master say, Master, you have disappeared for a long time, have you been cultivating in this temple all these years?" Shen Lang hurriedly asked.

Zhang Mingchen's martial arts were all taught by his master, and then passed on to Shen Lang. The old man said that his master had disappeared for decades, and he was actually bumped into by Shen Lang.

Master Xuanci shook his head and said, "For those who are monks, it is the same wherever they practice, not to mention that there are few disputes in the world, and they are considered pure. Apprentice, more than 20 years ago, when you were just born, I saw you in a hurry, and now you have grown to this point, and it is a matter of mind to be a teacher. ”

Shen Lang was startled again, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly asked, "Master, do you know my life experience?"

Master Xuan Ci shook his head and said, "I don't know." But I asked Zhang Mingchen to pass on your martial arts, but I was actually entrusted by a person. ”

"Master, may I ask if that person is now in retreat in Qingfeng Mountain?" Shen Lang asked.

"Yes, she is my junior sister. Master Xuan Ci nodded.

Shen Lang was a little surprised, but the old man didn't say whether it was a man or a woman. The old man was entrusted by someone to accept Shen Lang as an apprentice, that is, the younger sister of Master Xuanci.

"I don't ask about the world, but about your background, I'd better ask her face to face. Master Xuan Ci said.

Shen Lang nodded slightly, slightly determined in his heart, he felt that his life experience would be revealed sooner or later.

"Master, where is the person who injured me before?" Shen Lang hurriedly asked.

"The man had long since left. Xuan Ci shook his head slightly.

Shen Lang said gratefully: "Thank you Master Ancestor for saving your life!"

If it weren't for Xuan Ci, Shen Lang would probably have been slapped to death by Ximen Qing with a palm.

Shen Lang was also glad that the ancestor had let Ximen Qing go, if the Yin Yang Sect knew that he was the apprentice grandson of the master of the Transformation Realm, he should not dare to come to him for trouble.