Half an hour later, the Diao family secretly gathered more than thirty elites, and at the same time, more than ten masters of the Tang Sect also set off.

Luxury cars departed from Diao's house, and the front car was hung with black gauze on all four windows, and it was impossible to see who was sitting inside from the outside.

Then, the convoy quickly headed in the direction of Fodu Mountain.

In the Jiangnan region, among the Tang Sect, Tang Chuqiu finally made up his mind, this opportunity was rare, he didn't want to miss it again, and directly sent an elder of the Tang Sect who was loyal to him to rush to Fodu Mountain.

A princess, an elder of the Tang Sect, a Princess Diao, and a group of elites of the Diao family and more than a dozen masters of the Tang Sect...... This kind of lineup can be called extremely terrifying! Even the dozen or so family alliances that gathered when the Luo family was wiped out are not as strong as the lineup this time.

After all, a single princess can easily destroy a first-class family! No one knows that her strength has reached the realm of martial arts!

The terrifying crisis has gradually spread, but Xiao Fan, who was in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Fodu Temple, didn't know anything, he was smiling at the old monk wearing a robe, and said, "Old monk, are you planning to persuade me to escape into the empty door?"

"Amitabha, the old man doesn't have to let the little donor you escape into the empty door, but the old man sees the endless killing from the donor's body, if the old man is not wrong, your hands are stained with strong blood, and between your eyebrows, there is a monstrous killing atmosphere, which is harmful to the peace of the sky. The old monk's face was serious, and he had compassion for the heavens and others.

When Xiao Fan heard this, he didn't refute, he just looked at the old monk with a slight smile and sighed in his heart.

"I should have known a long time ago, how could there be no masters in this kind of place? This old monk seems to be ordinary, I'm afraid that the real strength is no longer under Old Man Zhou, this kind of dusty aura in the ordinary, I used to mistakenly think that it was because he had escaped into the empty door for a long time...... I just don't know what kind of attitude this old monk has towards me, if you want to cross me, I'm afraid it will be ......"

Xiao Fan stretched: "Old monk, you can't cross me." ”

"The Buddha said that everything depends on fate, the donor might as well go with me to drink a cup of tea, cross can cross, cross without crossing, but what can I do, Amitabha. The old monk clasped his hands together, bent down slightly towards Xiao Fan, and shouted a Buddha name.

"Old Monk ......"

"Host, host!" A monk was like a swimming fish, slippery and quickly shuttling through the crowd, with a look of panic on his face, seeing Xiao Fan beside him, he hurriedly folded his hands and whispered Amitabha, a little hesitant.

"What's so alarming? Say, in front of my Buddha's door, there is nothing to say. The old monk smiled.

"Yes!" the monk said in a low voice: "There is an old Taoist priest in front of the mountain gate, saying that the Buddha is the Tao and wants to come in and have a look." ”

"Old Daoist?" Xiao Fan's heart moved when he heard this, and he asked, "Can you describe what this old Taoist priest looks like? ”

The monk looked at the host, saw the host nodding, and then said: "Donor, this old Taoist priest is wearing a white Taoist robe, with a goatee, and a sound ...... hanging from his waist."

"it!' It's him!" Xiao Fan couldn't help but speak, then squinted his eyes, and said in his heart: "This old Taoist priest is really not an ordinary person, is this following me?"

"Do you know the donor?" the old monk asked with a smile.

"Recognize. Xiao Fan nodded.

The old Taoist priest nodded, and the essence of light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and said to the monk: "He is right, the Buddha is the Tao, and the Tao is also the Buddha, let him come in." ”

"Yes, host. The monk bowed respectfully, and then his hands were folded and he left, his figure flickered, the speed was not fast or slow, but in the crowd, there was a kind of floating like a fish in water.

Xiao Fan knew that this was also a certain body method, although this monk was not obvious in appearance, he was obviously also very powerful.

"Donor, would you like to go to the meditation room with the old man to meditate for a while? The old Taoist priest you know will also come to the meditation room. The old monk asked with a smile.

I don't know if it's Xiao Fan's illusion, he feels that although the old monk has always been kind, but now whether it is his expression or tone, he is slightly more polite than before.

After hesitating, Xiao Fan nodded, called the Lin family sisters who had already fulfilled their vows, and followed the old monk to the meditation room together.

However, the female dependents can't enter the meditation room, the old monk is very sorry, the Lin sisters are also understanding, the two of them agreed to walk around together, and then come to Xiao Fan.

Although there are many people here, there are special police and monks, and Xiao Fan is not worried about any accidents with the Lin sisters, so he nodded in agreement.

After the Lin sisters left, Xiao Fan followed the old monk into the meditation room, the decoration in the room was antique, revealing a dusty atmosphere, and the big word 'Zen' on the wall was even more far-reaching, which made people feel a little moved at a glance.

There were no chairs in the meditation room, and the two sat down separately across the low table, and after a while, a little novice walked in with two cups of tea, put down the tea very familiarly, and bent over Xiao Fan and the host with their hands folded, and then retreated.

"Oh, old bald donkey, you are such a big shelf! Uncle Ben came to your territory, not to mention leading the little bald donkeys to greet me, and he still wants to charge me tickets! Don't you know that Lao Tzu has always been so poor that he is a hanger?"

Before the person arrived, the arrogant voice had already come in.

Then, in Xiao Fan's sight, the old Taoist priest walked in with his legs crossed, his face full of pride.

But then, when the old Taoist priest saw Xiao Fan, his arrogant face changed color.

"Ahem, old bald donkey, do you have a guest here? Then I'll go first, bye-bye. The old Taoist priest turned around and was about to leave.

"Old Taoist, run away when you see an old friend, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right? Why don't you come in and sit down? Let's have a good chat. Xiao Fan shouted with a smile.

"Old Dao, just leaving like this, it's not like your character, it's never too late to drink a cup of tea and leave. ”

"I won't drink the tea...... Ahem, Xiaoyou, we really have fate, this is the third time we have met, are you okay?Aha, looking at your red face, you must be doing well, I won't tell you fortunes today, but I have some good things here, do you want to see it?" The old Taoist priest pretended to be stupid, but Xiao Fan still smiled and didn't say anything, just stared at him.

"Gollum ......"

The old Taoist priest swallowed his saliva: "That...... I'm already old, my image is not good, and I've been guarding myself for many years, Xiaoyou, don't think about the old way, I ...... the old way."

"Don't worry, I don't have any interest in you. The corners of Xiao Fan's mouth twitched, he was going to start wondering now whether this old Taoist priest was the brother of his own old man, this kind of obscenity and cheapness in the same vein was really not unique to the Xiao family?

"Then you ......" the old Taoist priest seemed to relax.

Xiao Fan sighed, turned his head to look out of the window, saw the gradually setting sunset, and said faintly: "I just think...... The sunset is picturesque, but you are horribly ugly......"

(End of chapter)