Abbot Zhizheng's voice came slowly: "Cultivators pay attention to karma, how can you let others take human lives for the sake of you and the people you care about!"

"If that's the case, the teacher can't help you!"

Song Yiyi didn't expect the other party to refuse so simply, and it seemed that she didn't show mercy to Zhuang Moxiang at all.

Zhuang Moxiang also spoke unhurriedly: "They are doing evil and unseemly things on the territory of our country, can't they defend themselves?"

"I just want him to understand that in the territory of Huaxia Kingdom, there are many people who are stronger than him. In a field he's always been proud of, he's just a grandchild!"

"He's here this time, and if he doesn't stay honest, we won't teach him a lesson. Master, are you going to sacrifice yourself to transform him?"

Song Yiyi listened to his flat tone, with a hint of anger hidden, worried that he would let him quarrel with the master because of himself, so he reached out and pulled his sleeve.

Zhuang Moxiang held her hand with his backhand, looked at Yiyi, who was a little anxious and worried, smiled at her comfortingly, and said again into the quiet microphone: "Forget it, no need for the master to beg for help!"

"I'll figure it out myself. I thought I would defeat him with what he was good at and extinguish his prestige. Now I don't need to, I'll just make him an idiot, huh!"

Uncle Zhimiao immediately reprimanded: "I have learned to be angry with your master and me! Your master is not worried that you are too angry!"

"Your vocation is to protect the country, because it is true that protecting the country's human life will not become a karma, but that is not a reason for you to go on a killing spree, do you hear clearly?"

"Give me your current phone number, and I'll call you when your master is in touch. ”

"And didn't you say before that the plane was fast, hurry up and send me and your master to pick me up and go to your place, so that we can have a good look at your daughter-in-law. ”

Zhuang Moxiang, who has always been steady and independent, is a bit like a willful child just now, and those words with different views can't affect the relationship between master and apprentice at all.

After happily telling the phone number, he sent a message to the team, and immediately sent a small plane to fly to Wutai Mountain.

Song Yiyi always felt that what Uncle Zhimiao said just now seemed to be worried that she was a disaster, so she pursed her mouth and looked at Zhuang Moxiang pitifully.

Zhuang Moxiang looked at Yiyi's soft little eyes, and held her face uncontrollably with both hands: "What's wrong?"

The deep sound penetrates the human eardrum, just like the bass in ancient music, which is pleasing to the heart and spleen, and soothes the liver and intestines!

Song Yiyi's heartstrings were a little looser, but when she thought that the two eminent monks were coming, she was still a little apprehensive: "I heard on the phone that they came to see me, are they joking?"

"I just missed you, I just came to see you......"

Zhuang Moxiang found that his future daughter-in-law was nervous, thinking about it, this can be regarded as meeting his parents. He deliberately teased her: "Yiyi, you know, monks don't lie. ”

Hearing this, Song Yiyi slapped away the hand that was still holding her face: "It's all your fault, I didn't prepare for what I said just now." ”

Zhuang Moxiang immediately leaned over: "What I said is the truth. Besides, what am I doing hiding from my master and uncle...... You don't have to worry, they are all very nice and will not embarrass you. ”

Song Yiyi pursed her lips and said very arrogantly: "I'm not worried, I'm just not ready." ”

Zhuang Moxiang looked at the pink lips in front of him, his eyes darkened, and he just wanted to kiss Fang Ze, when he heard Wu Shuhao shouting in the courtyard: "Boss, the snake has been burned to ashes, and then what to do?"

Song Yiyi, who was patronizing the coquettish, didn't notice the careful thinking of the man next to him, and was still happy because he was telling his master about his existence in a bright light, and took the initiative to take his hand: "Let's go and see." ”

Zhuang Moxiang had no choice but to put away the thoughts just now, took Qianqianyu's hand, and the two came to the courtyard.

Wu Shuhao shouted and shouted out everyone in the other room. It's too boring for them to sit and wait for news, so they come out and take a look.

So, several pairs of eyes shone like searchlights on the two hands that were clasped together.

Luo Jinhuan didn't expect the two to appear in front of everyone holding hands, coughed dryly twice, and Song Yiyi, who was reminded, came out of the worried mood just now, and pulled out a little embarrassed.

Where will Zhuang Moxiang let go, since they have all seen it, let them get used to it!

Song Yiyi's hand was not withdrawn, but was held tighter, and before she could speak, she was taken by Zhuang Moxiang to the side of the small poisonous snake that had been burned to ashes.

Wu Shuhao acted as if he didn't see the two holding hands, and then said: "I used a small wooden stick to pull these clubs together, just such a handful." ”

Zhuang Moxiang directly ordered: "Stand next to it." ”

Wu Shuhao took Yao Chao to the side, and saw that the small pinch of black ash on the ground suddenly rose into the air, flew out of the courtyard without dispersing, and soon disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

The four young soldiers all looked at Zhuang Moxiang in surprise, and although Zhuang Moxiang didn't make any movements, they knew that he was operating.

Song Yiyi knew that this was the handful of ash controlled by Zhuang Moxiang with his divine sense, and said in a low voice: "Will the ash be poisonous, just use a pinch to pluck it away." ”

Zhuang Moxiang also replied in a low voice: "I didn't touch it, you don't have to worry." ”

After reciting the incantation, there was a knock on the door of the house, and it was the head of the Japanese delegation who came to confirm with him what he needed to cooperate with tomorrow afternoon.

After waiting for half an hour, the head of the Wa Kingdom left the room, and Tuyumen Qionghe went to find out where his little black died. However, as if there had never been a little black snake in this world, there was no trace of its breath.

Therefore, he couldn't find out if the little black snake had succeeded in attacking that person before he died. Tuyumen Qionghe felt a chill in his heart, did he meet a master?

The phone in Luo Jinhuan's house rang again, and Zhuang Moxiang pulled Song Yiyi to answer the phone. Others simply stood in the courtyard, blowing the night breeze, watching the moon, and waiting for news.

Song Yiyi heard that the abbot of Zhizheng told Zhuang Moxiang that he had contacted the host of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Jishun, the 63rd generation descendant of Zhang Tianshi, and he was willing to come to the capital to help with this.

In order to show sincerity, let Zhuang Moxiang personally go to Longhu Mountain to pick up people, and the token used the green dragon card on his body.

Zhuang Moxiang put down the phone, really didn't want to be separated from Yiyi, so he asked tentatively: "Yiyi, do you want to pick up someone with me?"

Song Yiyi had been annoyed at home for a long time, and asked happily, "Is it okay?"

Zhuang Moxiang smiled, this is just a personal exchange, and it is not a task: "Of course you can, just let you see the Dao of the Zhengyi School of Heavenly Masters that has been inherited for more than a thousand years." ”

PS: Zhang Tianshi's name in the article is a pseudonym.