Fifty miles away from the Great Fissure, a 100-square-meter pavilion was built. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dozens of middle-aged and elderly people are chatting leisurely with tea in two columns on the left and right, glancing at a large image crystal screen in front of them from time to time.

'Bang! One of them, a bearded man in his fifties, had an ugly face, and slapped the wooden table in front of him to pieces, and even smashed the cup to pieces.

"How can this be true? What the hell is this blind man, dare to kill my disciples! ”

Moxiang Shuxuan's jade vine incense frowned slightly, and did not make a sound. However, a beautiful young woman in a silver and white dress beside her said unhappily: "Lord Woodming, you have participated in this rule discussion, it is best not to break the rules." ”

Wu Ming also knew that he was impulsive, and when he saw his disciple Song Tan being killed on the screen, Lin Yanyun, who was the leader of the team, also returned to his own territory in a gloomy manner, so it was strange that he was not angry in his heart. A moment ago, he was leisurely sipping tea, admiring Tang Xiaoxuan's changing face, and felt very happy. And the next moment, killing a blind man halfway made him taste the bitter fruit that Tang Xiaoxuan had left.

Facing the warning of Fu Qianqin, the elder of the Seven Sentiments, Wu Ming didn't dare to say more. However, he transferred the hatred in his heart to the Shuangcheng faction, and glanced coldly at the expressionless Tang Xiaoxuan and the gray-clothed old man beside her. Secretly said, when this matter is over, it will definitely make your twin cities look good.

Sitting next to the big man was Zhuang Qing, the master of the Crane Howling Gate, who waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to clean up the brokenness, and then said in a round voice: "The blind man just now was indeed too arrogant, no wonder the master of the Wu Gate was angry. Killing people for no reason is indeed excessive, hehe! ”

Shao Wei, the hall master of the Tiger Roaring Hall, nodded his head like a wine altar and echoed: "It's really too arrogant, and I don't even take our southern martial arts cultivation seriously. ”

Tang Xiaoxuan sneered in her heart, these three sects are all the same dog, if you guess correctly, Qingyun Castle will also help the famous Sword Heavenly Sect say a few words. Thinking about it, he looked at the Qingyun Fort Elder Lu Tianhua with a smile on his face.

As Tang Xiaoxuan expected, Lu Tianhua twisted the goatee on his chin, shook his head and said: "This blind man is arrogant and domineering because he is a person in Buddhism, hum!" It's best not to mess with me Qingyun Castle. ”

Fu Qianqin flicked his nails and said lightly: "It is worthy of being the head of the five major sects, with the courage to dare to declare war on the Buddhist sect, Elder Lu is really condescending in Qingyun Castle." ”

Yutenxiang is a little funny, this Fu Qianqin is notoriously weird in temper. In the last event of the five major sects, Fu Qianqin's disciple was injured by Qingyun Castle, and it took two years of cultivation to recover.

Lu Tianhua's face sank, declaring war on Buddhism, he really couldn't take such a big hat, he snorted lightly with a cold face, tasted tea by himself, and didn't say anything.

The first middle-aged man in a brocade robe who was not angry and arrogant had been silent, his eyes following the blind monk who was divided into several small pictures, thoughtful.

For a while, the whole large pavilion looked a little awkward and dull.

Tang Xiaoxuan whispered to the gray-clothed old man beside her: "Old Feng, this monk seems to have done it on purpose, right?" What was his intention? ”

The old man in gray looked at the monk standing on the edge of the big crack on the screen, smiled meaningfully, and said to himself, "Interesting! ”

Tang Xiaoxuan didn't know what to do, so she shook her head helplessly. I also looked at the screen...

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Wen Yiming didn't know that someone was watching him fifty miles away, but just like on the screen, he was already standing on the edge of the big chasm.

No one said anything about Wen Yiming's entry into the area of the five major sects. One is the fear of Buddhism, even the five major sects are unwilling to make enemies of Buddhism for no reason. Second, Wen Yiming's combat effectiveness is indeed amazing, and at this juncture, no one wants to cause more trouble.

Feeling a trace of vitality mixed with a faint murderous aura floating from inside, Wen Yiming looked down and looked down, and he couldn't see anything clearly in the foggy patch. Just as he was about to leave, he found a place to sit casually, and heard the voice of the psychic Wu on his shoulder: "Great monk, go, Lao Wu will take you to the Seven Feelings Workshop!" ”

Wen Yiming shrugged his shoulders, "You go by yourself, I won't go." ”

"They're coming, I guess they saw me!" The psychic black slender mouth clamped and shook to the right side of Wen Yiming.

Wen Yiming turned his body and saw two young men of seventeen or eighteen, a man and a woman, walking over with elegant steps.

The young man who walked in front was dressed in a green shirt, his long black hair was tied up at will, his face was fresh and handsome, and his instrument was extraordinary; A long sword with a green skin sheath hung from his waist, his hands behind his back, and he was holding a talent.

The backward woman wore a long skirt of snow-white brocade, embroidered with faint plum blossoms; Use a white brocade belt to tie the delicate waist that is unbearable. The jet-black hair naturally curled up, and only a blue and white hosta was inserted; A few strands of hair fell mischievously down on the shoulders, lining the skin that could be broken with the snap of the fingers to make it whiter; Although it is simple, it looks fresh and elegant, and the peerless face without powder is like a lotus of clear water; Taking lotus steps, Danqing's indescribable beautiful eyes and slightly upturned corners of the mouth reveal a smile that can melt ice.

At the first glance of this woman, Wen Yiming instantly ignored the handsome young man in front of him. Wen Yiming was almost stupid at that moment, and it was the first time he had seen such a beautiful woman in two lives. There was not the slightest flaw on the whole body, and even the weeds under the woman's lotus step seemed to become delicate.

Slightly stunned, the two of them had come to Wen Yiming. The young man smiled and looked at the Tongling Wu on Wen Yiming's shoulder, hugged his fists and said, "Disturb the master, in the first day of the Lower Seven Love Workshop." This is the fifth autumn girl of the family! ”

Wen Yiming was very glad that he was wearing a phaseless Qiluo. If it weren't for this, this person would have been lost, and his eyes would have fallen on his sister. was pecked twice by the psychic Wulian, and then he realized that someone was talking to him.

Hurriedly pretended to be a high-ranking monk, and raised his palms to worship the Buddha, "Amitabha, blind monk. Li Qing! ”

When he remembered that the first day said that it was his sister Fifth Autumn Lady behind, he already understood the reason why the two of them came. So he turned his head sideways and said, "Don't go yet!" ”

Tongling Wu looked at this sanctimonious fake monk, and pecked the Wuxiang Qiluo on Wen Yiming's face fiercely, as if he wanted to tear apart the hypocritical face of this flower monk. Then he flew to the shoulder of the fifth autumn crossbow, and communicated to the master with a 'coo' coo.

The fifth autumn girl affectionately stroked the snow-white feathers of the psychic black, with an irresponsible smile on her face, and listened intently to the psychic wu'coo' nagging.

After a while, the fifth autumn girl stepped forward and saluted Wen Yiming, and said, "Thank you to the master for rescuing my family Lord Wu, I heard that Lord Wu has been following the master for so many days and causing trouble to the master." ”

Wen Yiming said with a smile: "The hard work of the hand, the so-called heaven has the virtue of a good life!" Miss Qiu Wan doesn't have to be polite! ”

Tongling Wu sent a voice to Wen Yiming: "How is it? The fifth autumn is not bright, I didn't lie to you! Cuckoo. ”

Wen Yiming was a little funny, the fifth autumn girl was indeed a rare gesture of alluring the country and the city, but he just felt amazing, and he didn't think anything about it. What's more, the two sisters and brothers are unattainable geniuses of the Seven Sentiments Workshop, and the cultivation of the ninth layer of the samurai. I won't be in the company of his kind of turf at all. In addition to taking back the psychic black, people only came to see the word Buddhism.

Di Tianyu Xuewen Yiming raised his palm and saluted back, and said, "I also saw Tongling Wu just now, and our sister and brother just came." If the master doesn't dislike it, please go to the Seven Feelings Workshop to rest for a while, how about it? ”

"No need, the poor monk is a monk, free and idle! Please, both of you. Wen Yiming refused without hesitation. Although he is now alone, there are many forces that are dissatisfied with him. However, he is still used to working alone. If you really want to be twisted with the Seven Feelings, it is inconvenient to move, and it is easy to expose your true identity. Besides, the Twin Cities Faction is walking on thin ice right now, and he needs to be distracted.

Di Tianyu nodded, from his sister's words, he knew that the psychic Wu could come back intact, all thanks to this blind monk. I am very grateful to this Buddhist person, although the psychic black is not precious, but the relationship with his sister is very deep.

"Then we won't bother the master!" Di Tianyu hugged his fists and slowly left. And the fifth autumn girl also gave a salute and was about to turn around, but Wen Yiming remembered that the Tongling Wu still had two pieces of Lingyuan Crystal Essence on his body.

So he raised his hand and said, "Miss Qiu, please stay." ”

Fifth Qiu Wan didn't know why Wen Yiming stopped her, and just wanted to ask. I saw Wen Yiming take out a small cloth bag and hand it to him.

"This is what I temporarily kept for Lao Wu, and I will hand it over to you now." Wen Yiming saw that he took it, and while turning to leave, Zhengse said: "This is Lao Wu's private property, which he exchanged for his life, and I hope that Miss Qiu Wan will not take it for herself." ”