Lu Qingdu is a big fat man, and he looks very ugly, seeing him say this, Di Wenchang's expression suddenly turned cold, and after putting the body down, he raised his hand and condensed a life and death talisman in his hand, which shot into Lu Qingdu's body. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

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Before the surrounding Quanzhen Sect disciples could figure out what was going on, they saw Lu Qingdu screaming, and thought that Di Wenchang had poisoned him, so they immediately surrounded him.

"What? Do you want to do it? ”

At this time, Di Wenchang's impression of the Quanzhen Sect was a little worse, and he looked at the people around him, so he didn't know how to distinguish between right and wrong, and he really wanted to teach him a hard lesson.

"Stop, stop me!"

At this time, Ma Yu hurried over from inside, and when he saw Zhao Zhijing's body and Yin Zhiping's head, his face suddenly changed.

However, Ma Yu was the head of the Quanzhen Sect in the end, and he was quite calm, and he asked in a deep voice: "Di Shaoxia, what is this?" ”

"Take a look at it for yourself." Di Wenchang pointed to Zhao Zhijing's chest, where a silver needle was inserted.

"Ice Spirit Silver Needle!" Ma Yu couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's right."

Di Wenchang nodded, and half-truths told the story of the matter.

"I went down the mountain today and rested in the teahouse, but I didn't expect to meet Li Mochou, and I remembered what happened in Guijiao in the past few days, so I followed."

"I didn't expect this Li Mochou to sneak directly in the direction of the tomb of the living dead, and I followed, but I was not familiar with the road to the tomb of the living dead, and when I arrived, I found that the two of them fell to the ground, and the body of Master Yin's nephew was kicked off the cliff by Li Mochou."

"In the end, the little dragon girl of the Tomb Sect and Granny Sun were stabbed by Li Mochou's ice spirit silver needle, and I beat Li Mochou away. I'm sorry I couldn't save the lives of my two nephews in time. ”

said sorry in his mouth, but what he said was calm, and he didn't even pretend to be good, he didn't have much of a good impression of the people of the Quanzhen Sect, if it weren't for the fact that Ma Yu was the head, he wouldn't even bother to be polite to him.

His words were understated, but others could hear how thrilling it was, Li Mochou's name was too big, and the ice spirit silver needle in one hand was even more unguardable, and everyone in the rivers and lakes was terrified.

Suddenly, the eyes of everyone looking at him changed, and they became more and more awe-inspiring.

Ma Yu's expression couldn't help but be a little respectful, "Thank you Di Shaoxia for bringing back the corpses of these two criminals, they dared to disobey the training of the ancestor and cross the boundary monument, it is really a pity to die." ”

Di Wenchang also knew that Ma Yu was actually very heartbroken, especially since both of them were the two most prominent of the third-generation disciples, and Yin Zhiping was cultivated as a successor, and they both died all of a sudden, which shows how big a blow to the Quanzhen Sect was.

"Hmm." Di Wenchang nodded, and then pointed to Lu Qingdu, who was about to die in pain, and said: "You, a disciple, saw that I came back with the corpse, and said that I was a murderer. ”

"This ...... There is no way to discipline. Ma Yu was a little embarrassed, although Lu Qingdu was not his apprentice, he was the head, so he had to carry the pot down.

Di Wenchang was also slightly angry, and said bluntly: "Ma Zhangmen, it's not me who said you, your Quanzhen Sect is really degenerate compared to before, if you don't rectify the door style well, it may cause some big disaster." ”

He said this is not completely angry, and the six sons of Quanzhen are not monolithic, originally the Quanzhen Sect was very upright in terms of morality and discipleship, but in this generation, it gradually degenerated.

Ma Yu is also broad-minded, and he knows his own family affairs, especially the ambition of Zhao Zhijing, the highest disciple of the third generation of martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect, is also clear.

He arched his hand seriously, and said sincerely: "Thank you Di Shaoxia for reminding me, after today, you must start to rectify the door style, do your best, and do your best not to fall into the fame of the ancestors." ”

"I hope you can really do this, I think about Wang Chongyang's predecessors...... Alas, don't say it! ”

Di Wenchang shook his head, and he didn't have the heart to preach, now that Zhao Zhijing, the biggest hidden danger of the Quanzhen Sect, has been eliminated, and Yin Zhiping is also dead, if Ma Yu can really make up his mind to rectify it well, it is really possible to pull up the prestige of the Quanzhen Sect again.

Thinking of this, he didn't plan to hide it, so he said bluntly: "I have taught Yang Guo a few martial arts, you can cultivate him as a first disciple, sooner or later, his strength will be no less than my current one, and it is not impossible to even surpass your ancestors." ”

"Is Di Shaoxia serious?"

Ma Yu was stunned, and then overjoyed.

"Well, his martial arts qualifications are no less than mine, and he will definitely have some achievements in the future, but you have to train it well, and arrange another master for him, don't find that kind of person who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong to teach him."

There is no distinction between right and wrong, it is Lu Qingdu, but most of the reasons for his character come from Zhao Zhijing, and this kind of scolding Huai made Ma Yu more and more embarrassed.

He arched his hand and said, "Thank you Di Shaoxia for your advice, now that Guo'er's master is dead, let's discuss it again and find another master for Guo'er." ”

Di Wenchang nodded and did not continue the topic.

"Li Mochou has been seriously injured by me, he will not appear again in a short time, and he will not come to Chongyang Palace to spread wild, these aftermath will be handled by you, you can ask someone to take me to see your uncle."

casually gave Lu Qingdu a life and death talisman, but there was still a little residual medicinal power in the other party's body, and it was not completely cleaned up, and it probably hurt for a while.

"Di Shaoxia, please."

Ma Yu called a fourth-generation disciple and took him to a courtyard, which was the place where he lived at that time.

Seeing Zhou Botong, he asked the disciple to retreat and slowly walked towards the courtyard.

From a distance, I saw Zhou Botong holding his mobile phone and a power bank in his hand, which seemed to be guiding the internal force on the power bank.

Di Wenchang was amused in his heart, it must be that the mobile phone and the power bank are out of power, because he can't find himself, so he can only mess around.

Looking at his appearance, it seems that he wants to find out the 'secret method' of replenishing power to the power bank.

Zhou Botong didn't seem to notice anyone at all, so Di Wenchang had no choice but to say loudly: "Old naughty boy, what are you doing, you don't sleep so late?" ”

According to the habits of people in this era, ordinary people will basically sleep, and martial artists will also stay in their rooms, either cultivating or sleeping.

"Huh? Little brother, are you back? Where have you been all day, and if you are found, you will not be found. ”

When Zhou Botong saw him, it was like seeing a relative, and he immediately jumped up from the spot, and was about to grab his hand as soon as he came up, as if he was afraid that he would run away again.

Di Wenchang hurriedly shouted: "Stop, stop, stop!" STOP！ ”

"How many deaths?"

"It's STOP! Do you hear clearly, what does it mean for you to stop? ”

Di Wenchang said angrily: "Didn't you leave a charging treasure for your nephew today?" Didn't pick it up? ”

It stands to reason that these two power banks are enough to support two days, and they have not been gone for a while. Originally, his plan was to come back in a few days, but the plan couldn't catch up with the changes, so he had to return to Chongyang Palace again.

"This ......" Zhou Botong suddenly became a little twisted.

"You broke a charging treasure?" Di Wenchang guessed the reason in an instant.

Sure enough, Zhou Botong scratched his head a little embarrassed, and said: "Today, a charging treasure ran out of power, so I thought about replenishing its internal force, but I didn't expect it to be too hard all of a sudden, and I crushed it." ”

As he spoke, he took out a power bank from behind him, held it in his hand, and looked left and right, like a child who had done something wrong.