only cared about the sword and the person, and forgot Haoran's identity. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Wanjin and his entourage returned to the hotel, only to see and ask clearly that Haoran was actually a Taoist priest, young, without a beard, with a heroic face, Taoist attire, and then looked, it was really more than clear.

When asked where the Taoist priest was, which famous mountain he was practicing on, and where he was in the blessed land, Haoran just smiled and didn't answer. asked again and again, and reluctantly replied: "Wandering the rivers and lakes, traveling in all directions." ”

"Mysterious! Not a good person! Song Jia repeatedly warned in Wan Jin's ear. However, the more she looked at Haoran, the more she felt that the Taoist priest was heroic, and his always silent demeanor was attractive.

Tianjiang Thirty-six was also very sensitive, and he even noticed that Song Jia had empathy and other love, so he was full of hostility towards Haoran, jealous towards Song Jia, and full of resentment and resentment towards Wanjin.

"I said buddy, you shouldn't have absorbed Haoran, a little Taoist, into our team." Heavenly General Thirty-six said to Wan Jin in private, "Where is he a Taoist priest, I think he is a sanctimonious hypocrite and a pseudo-Taoist priest!" ”

"What's the matter? I think he is serious, he stands in the field with us all day long, he doesn't say much, you let him fight with someone who comes, you let him stand aside, he stands aside, he doesn't squint, and he is very well-behaved. Wan Kim understated.

"You're saying that, but why do I think he's standing there like a pile of stinking shit, so fond of provoking flies?" The words of the thirty-sixth general happened to be heard by Song Jia and Haoran, who almost walked in together.

"What are you talking about? Who are flies? You said! Song Jia is the kind of woman who is a little smart, she felt that Thirty-six was talking about herself, so she asked fiercely.

"I mean, I mean," Thirty-six was surprised, "I mean, he," Thirty-six swept Haoran with his eyes, meaning to tell Song Jiadao, "He's like a pile of stinky shit, where is it, why does he always attract bees and butterflies?" ”

This is about the same, Song Jia smiled: "No, no, no, his jade tree is in the wind, just like an apricot tree, attracting bees and butterflies." ”

"And voila! There is no discipline, three and four, how long has it been, and you have dumped me thirty-six and ten thousand gold, ten thousand gold, aren't you sad at all? "Tianjiang Thirty-six is indeed a little sad, but he can't be so angry that he really changed his face, after all, Song Jia didn't marry him male and female, people have the freedom of their families, and no one can stop them from liking whoever they like.

"What's sad, a woman's heart, the clouds in the sky, for a while, whose house the rain will fall on, I don't know yet, thirty-six, you still have a lot of hope." Wan Jin also quipped.

Haoran didn't know what they were talking about, and he didn't pay attention to the heavenly generals Thirty-six and Song Jia, although Song Jia wanted to find fault and talk to Haoran, but several times he was shocked by Haoran's ruthlessness in waiting for him.

"Haoran, the two of us came in at the same time today, do you have a heart?" Song Jia smiled unashamedly, in her heart, she had never seen any underworld character, and his cold appearance was a small appearance in her eyes.

"Hmph, it's shameless!" The thirty-sixth of the heavenly generals whispered.

"There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is a little clear. Fate! Song Jia still smiled. In Wan Jin's eyes, Song Jia's words and deeds are quite generous and generous.

Haoran ignored Song Jia and stood without saying a word.

"Hmph, look, the hot face sticks a cold ass, and I'm so happy! In this era, there is everyone! The thirty-six heavenly generals were full of vinegar, and whispered sourly.

Wan Jin smiled slightly. Of course, Song Jia's ears are bright, thirty-six mouths, she knows what he can pull out.

If you change someone else, you will definitely be ashamed to blush and have a thick neck, Song Jia won't, she likes this kind of pungent language with a little excitement, so that life has a little meaning.

"Hmph, one is a nerd, the other is a madman; One is a water hyacinth and the other is a vinegar jar; Hey, it's fun! Song Jia was like singing, jumping around.

"So, what is that ten thousand gold?" Heavenly General Thirty-Six asked.

"Brother Wanjin, the whole fool and a bowl." Song Jia thought for a while and said.

"What do you mean by bowl?" Thirty-six asked puzzled.

"It's empty!" Song Jia laughed, in fact, she knew that there was crying hidden in her laughter, and her laughter really made her heart ache.

"Stop pretending to be yourself! If you want to cry, just cry! Haoran said suddenly, startling the thirty-sixth.

"Are you a ghost? Can ghosts talk? Who are you talking about inexplicably? Who, who wants to cry? Are you insane? "The heavenly general is thirty-six.

Haoran was silent again. Now Song Jia is surprised! Hmm, what a cold-faced killer! It's amazing! Even my aunt's mind can see through!

If you see it through, it will be unnatural, and it will be unnatural to want to act and play in the future. Wan Jin didn't react, his back was to Song Jia, but Song Jia felt that the back was Wan Jin's eyes.

"I feel that the sword of pure equality is about to come. If I'm guessing correctly, it's probably a 'no-hair'. Haoran said to Wan Jin.

"Ever since you showed up, I've thought so too." Wan Jin said.

"What can't be, it's still lawless. Look at how hard you guys dress up as a literati with crepe and crepe, how hard you speak, how can you speak as easily as I speak at thirty-six. ”

"A Taoist, a monk, is it really not a family that doesn't enter the door, our family is about to become a Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and nine streams." Song Jia stretched meaningfully.

"Are you going to turn into a bone spirit?" Tianjiang Thirty-six didn't know what Song Jia was talking about, so he just stabbed her along with her words.

"It's good to know, I'm bent on Tang monk meat, and I don't eat pig's head and pig's ears when I starve to death." Song Jia laughed, and Thirty-six shook his head, bored with himself.

A few days later, a kind-eyed young monk, carrying a pure and equal sword, stood in the arena.

First, Haoran fought with him, and the two fought for 50 rounds without a win.

After resting for half an hour, Wan Jin fought with him and fought for a hundred rounds, and it was also difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat. Wan Jin still doesn't want to use his original martial arts to do his best, and hopes for reconciliation like Haoran.

This time, it was Wan Jin who first proposed a tie and said: "If you don't dislike it, you can be a brother with you." ”

The other party said: "The four monks are empty, and they have long been free from grievances and hatreds, and they don't want to drag mud and water anymore and be contaminated with red dust." The poor monk came here today for a while, it was nothing more than to send a sword to the master's order, and today he witnessed the two martial arts with his own eyes, so he can return with confidence. ”

"Who is your master, can you tell me?" Wan Kim asked.

"Don't say, there is a fate to meet, Amitabha! Poor monks go also. With that, he left the venue and walked away.

It's really mysterious! Is there any heavenly opportunity that cannot be revealed? Wan Jin felt strange, why were all these swords owned by some people outside the world? And so easy? How could they be willing to give away their swords to others for no reason? Is it really God who helps me? Maybe it really should be like his analysis, the sword should belong to Taoism and Buddhism.

Hey, I don't even know his name or Dharma name, so I'm leaving, will I be able to see him again in the future?

Now that the Haoran Righteous Qi Sword and the Pure Equality Sword have been obtained, it is time to set off and go up to Mount Everest again.