Elder Liu Zhen's words seemed simple, but the information revealed in them was extremely complicated, making me and Chen Xuan look at each other, and we didn't know why.

Since those Maoshan disciples were fake, why did they carry the lost tokens of Maoshan on their bodies, and secondly, who killed the carload of people and threw them under the cliff?

Come to think of it, it's really going to be bigger.

But these are not the problems that Chen Xuanyi and I need to consider after all, we met with Elder Liu Zhen Pingshui, he rescued us easily, we returned the Maoshan token, and at the same time brought out the little Taoist aunt Ding Min for him, which is not worth the other.

So I took the initiative to bow my hand to Liu Zhen and said, "The specific details, Chen Xuan and I don't know, we just happened to meet and found the car, and Elder Liu is up to him to decide." ”

Listening to my words, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he was discerning the real from the fake.

At this time, there was a banging sound behind us, interrupting everyone's train of thought, and they all turned their heads to look, and between them, Zen Master Hongyue and Master Panzhi had already slapped each other, and the two were flying towards their backs at a speed.

These two people, one is a great virtuous monk of the Yellow Sect, and the other is a representative figure of the Black Sect who has a ruthless style and no care, although they have very different personalities and completely different attitudes towards Buddhism, but they can be called first-class and powerful figures in Tibet.

After the fight was over, the two of them each retreated a few feet, and each other's faces were not so good-looking.

However, after all, Master Panzhi has a huge psychological advantage, and on the other hand, Zen Master Hongyue is fighting continuously, and he is also quite afraid of this law enforcement elder in Maoshan, so after fighting a palm, he immediately borrowed his strength to escape, leaving his gloomy laughter in the wind, which lasted for a long time.

"Haha...... Today's events, the old monk has the right to write down, but you Huangjiao don't be happy for too long, now the mirror has fallen into the hands of the old monk, relying on its divine power, the old monk will definitely be able to find the heavenly child and restore the glory of the Holy Sect in the past!"

After leaving these unknown words, the black lama monk had already jumped dozens of feet away, and disappeared into the depths of the glacier in a few ups and downs, covered by the vast snow.

Instead of continuing the pursuit, Guru turned his gaze back to me, his cloudy old eyes filled with a sense of sinister intent as if he was still obsessed with my previous act of escaping.

Seeing the face of this old lama, my heart suddenly trembled, although the Hongyue Zen Master had been defeated, but in the blink of an eye, there was another powerful character with murderous intentions towards me, which could not help but make people feel pressured.

Fortunately, Elder Liu Zhen was standing beside me, but Liu Zhen looked unusually calm about the gaze cast by Master Panzhi, and said lightly, "What does Master mean by this, do you plan to send away even the people around the old man?"

Hearing this, Master Panzhi's face softened slightly, and then he shook his snow-white beard, and even said Don't dare, today's old monk was able to defeat Hongyue by picking up the real person's advantage, how could the old monk dare to be disrespectful to the real person, but this little layman beside you is ......

"Are you talking about Lin Feng?" Liu Zhen was stunned for a moment, then looked back at me, glanced up and down a few times, his eyes flashed slightly, and he seemed to realize something, he couldn't help but smile, shook his head, and said to Master Panzhi, "The people of the Lin family are naturally different, why should the master treat this little friend differently? ”

At this time and that time, Liu Zhen turned a blind eye to me before because I didn't have any relationship with him.

But just a few hours ago, this relationship had changed, if it weren't for my desperate efforts to bring Ding Min out of the demon cave, I'm afraid that this little Dao Gu would have been wronged and humiliated and died under this glacier.

What's more, he was able to recover the Maoshan token, and it also relied on the credit of me and Chen Xuanyi.

Although Liu Zhen is indifferent to infiltrating people, he is still a virtuous grandmaster-level figure in Maoshan in the end, and he knows what it means to repay the peach, so he jumped out at this time and stood on my side.

When he heard this, he could only be silent for a long time, and then sighed faintly, "Okay, since it is a real person, let's reveal the previous festival!"

Chen Xuanyi and I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at each other, and couldn't help but step forward and hug our fists, expressing our gratitude to Master Panzhi.

This world is so unreasonable, obviously this old lama killed me for no reason, but now the person who apologizes to him is myself, to put it simply, it is strength that determines all attitudes.

Master Panzhi was not enthusiastic about me, but when he turned around, when he faced Chen Xuanyi, his eyes showed great appreciation, and he put his hands together and said, "Your Excellency is worthy of being a real person in the old Jun Pavilion, and the old monk has seen all the previous performances, and sure enough, the famous teacher has a high apprentice, which is really the envy of the old monk." ”

Since the two sides have temporarily reconciled, there is no need to keep a face all the time, in the face of the praise of the general wisdom master, Chen Xuan smiled lightly, shook his head and said that the master is polite, when it comes to talent, there are countless young heroes in the Central Plains who can beat me, just take Lin Feng as an example, his growth speed alone is difficult for me to compare.

Master Panzhi was noncommittal, shook his head, and was about to continue his evaluation, when there was another sound of swift footsteps on the top of the snow peak, and the one running at the front was none other than the little lama Ajiang, who had always been wished, and as for the one behind him, he was naturally left behind to prepare to meet our Feng Li.

The two hurried over, but saw that the battle had ended, Feng Li had a certain fear of Master Panzhi, and did not dare to approach, but the little lama Ajiang took the lead to rush here, and saluted to Master Panzhi, "Master, it turns out that everything is a conspiracy of Senior Brother Zhitong, and now that things have been clarified, can I return to the temple?"

Master Panzhi looked at Ah Jiang with a pious face, and a little complexity flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded lightly and said, "The old monk already knew that you were wronged, and he saw you in danger before, but he chose to stand by and watch, do you still have a grudge against me in your heart?"

Ah Jiang clasped his hands together, knelt down and saluted, "Don't dare, the master is also doing this to force Senior Brother Zhitong to show his deeds, he has to do it, although Ah Jiang is young, he is not confused, how dare he complain about the master?"

"That's fine, you get up, after the matter here is clear, after following the old monk back to Baiyun Temple, your master left some last words before he died, and I still need to explain to you. "The attitude of the Venerable Master to Ah Jiang is also lukewarm, and it is difficult to distinguish the true thoughts of this old lama.

However, the matter finally has an understanding, and Ajiang finally no longer has to bear the infamy of "killing teachers", and Chen Xuanyi and I are very pleased.

After listening to Master Panzhi's words, Ah Jiang showed a very surprised expression and said, "Ah, didn't my master and his old man pass away in front of me?

"This matter is related to the secrets of the Yellow Sect, and when I return to the temple, I will tell you in detail. "Guru Panzhi looked at us, shook his head, and still put on a bitter expression, quite mysterious.