It was a snowy night, and in the mansion of He Yunfeng in Changsong City, there was a ghost standing in mid-air. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the ghost was extremely aggrieved in his heart, and suddenly felt that the weather was very cold, and the night was very difficult.

Everyone saw that the Taoist who suddenly appeared was dressed in green clothes, his face was haggard, his temples were white, he had a long sword behind him, one hand crossed his waist, and one hand held a green skin gourd, and he was drinking by himself.

The Wuxiang monk smiled slightly and said, "Who is my Dao, but it turns out to be the Dao Master of the Qinglian Sect!"

The Taoist glanced at the monk and said, "The little monk has some eyesight, and he actually recognized the poor Taoist master, who are you?"

Seeing that the Taoist admitted that he was a monk of the Blue Lotus Sect, Tian Ming couldn't help but condense his eyes, and secretly said in his heart: "This Taoist is actually a monk of the Blue Lotus Sect, isn't that the senior brother of the Evergreen True Person, and he is really destined for this Blue Lotus Sect, but this Taoist priest seems to be older, and he must be the senior brother of the Evergreen True Person." ”

At this moment, Sun Yuntian, who was lying on the ground, first felt that the evil ghost was murderous, and he couldn't help it, and then he was rescued by a monk who cultivated Buddhism, and then saw that he was joking with ghosts, and his heart was very shocked, and finally he saw the cultivator drinking alone in mid-air very naturally, but his mood was very complicated at this time, and he felt that what he had seen and heard today was much more than before.

Dong Zhipeng saw that Tianming and Sun Yuntian were knocked to the ground one after another, but he was powerless to help, and his heart was not very good, and then he saw that the monk Wuxiang showed his might, drinking the popularity of the town ghosts, and suddenly had a strong idea of wanting to have as strong strength as them, and heard the Wuxiang monk say that the Taoist priest was a member of the Qinglian Sect, and secretly thought to himself: "But I don't know where this Qinglian Sect is, and now I can still accept disciples." ”

Su Yingqing first saw that the monk Wuxiang easily rescued Sun Yuntian and Tianming, and then saved herself from danger, she only felt that this monk was her lucky star, and even imagined that it would be good if this monk Wuxiang could help her take revenge.

At this time, the monk Wuxiang first heard the Taoist call himself a little monk, and then asked himself where he came from, Gujing Bubo's heart couldn't help but secretly say: "If you meet the original me, I'm afraid it will be ugly." ”

The unphased monk who was not angry in his heart, but refused to admit defeat in his mouth, smiled slightly: "Old Taoist, but the little monk is a monk of the Zhengfa Temple, and the Dharma name is Wuxiang, why does the old Taoist want to guide the little monk?"

At this time, this Taoist heard that the Wuxiang monk actually called himself an old Taoist, and couldn't help but shout angrily: "The poor Dao is in the prime of life, where is the old?" As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered that the Wuxiang monk said that he was from the Zhengfa Temple, and asked himself to teach him a lesson, and immediately continued: "When you are a monk of the Zhengfa Temple, the poor Dao is afraid that you will not succeed, since you let the poor Dao guide you, then the poor Dao will open your eyes." Saying that, he made a preemptive strike, turned his right hand into a sword and pointed at the sky, and then the sword finger was closed in front of his chest, and he suddenly exerted his strength, pointing at the monk from afar, and suddenly a cyan energy shot out with an extremely amazing momentum.

The Wuxiang monk smiled and said, "But let the poor monk come to lead the 'Qinglian Sword Finger' of the Qinglian Sect." As soon as the words fell, a golden bell instantly protected the whole body.

With a loud bang, everyone saw that the golden bell was only much dimmer than before, and they couldn't help but marvel at the terrifying defensive power of this golden bell.

The Taoist stared, and thought to himself: "I knew that the monks of the Zhengfa Temple cultivated both inside and outside, and now it seems that it is really worthy of its name, if I don't go all out, it seems that I really can't break this golden bell. ”

Although the Taoist was a little suspicious in his heart, he had an angry look on his face, and shouted loudly: "Little monk, you have some skills, no wonder you don't take the poor Dao in your eyes so much." ”

The Wuxiang monk smiled slightly, and said: "The old Taoist mana is profound, how can the little monk not put the old Taoist in his eyes, hey! ”

When the Taoist first heard the monk praise himself, he thought that the monk bowed his head and admitted his mistake, but he never thought that it would be followed by a mockery and mockery, and immediately said angrily: "Since your broken bell is so unbearable, let the poor Taoist smash it on your behalf!" Then he raised his right hand and shouted: "Get out of the sheath." ”

Everyone saw that the long sword behind the Taoist was instantly unsheathed and flew into the hands of the Taoist, and they were all amazed in their hearts.

When the ghost saw that this person had fought with the stinky monk, he was overjoyed in his heart, and said secretly: "You guys just fight slowly, it's best to lose both, and when the time comes, I will take advantage of the chaos to escape, who can bear me." ”

The Taoist closed his eyes tightly, stood horizontally in front of his chest with his right hand, pinched the sword trick with his left hand, changed repeatedly, and suddenly the momentum was great, the surrounding snow fluttered rapidly, his eyes suddenly opened, and his right hand swung the sword violently, roaring: "Look at my move 'Qinglian Snow Walk'." Suddenly, a green lotus-like qi shot out, only to see that this green lotus has six lotus leaves, and the tip of each lotus leaf is full of a fierce sword qi, as the six-petal green lotus rotates in the air, the surrounding flying snow has gathered on the green lotus, and in the blink of an eye, a snow-colored lotus flower gradually took shape, attacking the Wuxiang monk with a huge momentum.

Tian Ming saw that although this person was short-tempered, but when he was in the sword, he suddenly had a feeling of being a master, and he only felt that this person must be a hidden person, and when he saw such a scene in a blink of an eye, he raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart: "This person seems to be comparable to the Evergreen True Man, and he is worthy of being a monk of the Qinglian Sect." ”

The ghost was first shocked by this powerful sword, and then suddenly found that the Taoists and monks at this time no longer had the energy to trouble him, and couldn't help but secretly say: "If you don't leave at this time, when will you stay." With that in mind, he turned and walked away.

The monk Wuxiang first saw that the Qinglian sword qi displayed by this person had been cultivated to as many as six petals, and he couldn't help but secretly bow his head, and then saw the six-petal green lotus become a six-petal snow lotus, and his heart couldn't help but sink slightly.

Tian Ming saw that the golden Zen staff in the hand of the monk was about eight feet long, one end was like a crescent moon, and the other end was curled into a tower, crowned with six small rings, the appearance was very different from the Zen staff he had seen before, and then he saw a golden qi slammed into the six-petal snow lotus.

After the two forces collided in the air, a huge sound erupted, and everyone only felt as if a thunderbolt exploded, deafening.