Yu Zhenren and the others were silent and did not dare to speak. Taixu Zhenren's gaze slowly swept over them, and said: "Fu Chenxue is my Dao Sect disciple, I also hope that Xiao Huang can enter my Nine Lotus lineage, I talked to Xiao Huang just now, and she agreed...... Then let's go under the Yuzhen Gate. ”

"What? Master......"

Yu Zhenzi suddenly raised her head, her face was full of disbelief, and she understood everything, threw away the green quinoa cane, knelt on the ground, and said with tears in her eyes: "Thank you, Master, for fulfilling ......"

Taixu Zhendao: "Xiaohuang is extremely talented, I hope you can teach her well." The big competition of the sect is imminent, you know better than me what to do, remember, the opportunity is fleeting, and it will not be waiting for you forever. ”

"Master......"

Yu Zhenzi choked up, she had waited for more than a hundred years, this was the closest to the target, how could she let it go?

Qinghuang stepped forward and bowed to Yu Zhenzi Yingying: "Master! ”

"Master?"

Yu Zhenzi was stunned, and immediately relieved, Qinghuang is Fu Chenxue's fiancée, if she accepts Qinghuang as an apprentice, wouldn't Qinghuang be a generation higher than Fu Chenxue?

Since she is the inheritor of her mantle, what is the difference between an apprentice and an apprentice?

She quickly got up from the ground, hugged Qinghuang in her arms, and screamed in her heart, eager to cut the flesh on her body to Qinghuang to eat.

It took one heir at the age of one hundred and seventy, how could Yu Zhenzi not cherish it?

She thought for a while, and stuffed all the pills that Wuweizi gave her into Qinghuang's hand, "Child, the ancestor doesn't have any good things, I collected a few magic weapons in the early years, and I'll give it to you later...... You take these pills first......"

Qinghuang pushed the pills back and said with a smile: "Master, I don't need these pills, so you should keep them yourself." ”

"Don't you need it?"

Yu Zhenren was puzzled.

Wu Weizi smiled: "Senior sister, are you confused again?" Who is Xiaohuang Chenxue? Will she be short of elixir? ”

Yu Zhenzi suddenly realized and said with a smile: "You remember...... These pills were still given to me by your Wuwei ancestor, and if I give them to you again, won't I return them again? ”

Chang Chunzi scratched his head and said, "Senior sister, since Xiaohuang doesn't want these pills, can you give me a few?" The two third-generation disciples of my sect are preparing to break through recently, with the assistance of the best elixir, they will definitely succeed, and they are not young, this may be the last chance......

"What elixir do you want?"

"I don't dare to hope for anything else, two Nine Phoenix Condensation Pills are enough."

Yu Zhenzi handed the jade bottle containing the Nine Phoenix Condensing Void Pill to Changchunzi and said, "Remember, you don't owe me, you owe Senior Brother Wuwei and Xiaohuang." ”

Changchunzi put away the jade bottle, and his face bloomed with joy: "I owe it to all of you, if I don't dislike it, let me make a promise to do it......"

Yu Zhenzi blushed, clutched the green quinoa cane and was about to hit it out again, thinking that the master was still there, he didn't dare to make a mistake, and said angrily: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will take back the pill, you don't want any of it!" ”

Wu Weizi laughed, Taixu Zhenren shook his head, didn't speak, turned around and walked back to the pavilion.

Not long after Wu Weizi and Qinghuang descended the mountain, Fu Chenxue and Shen Ye and their entourage also left the Ghost King Sect and came to the Zen Tibetan Temple through the teleportation array of the Guò Buddha Sect.

In the center of the West Desert, there is a majestic Wuzhi Mountain, towering into the clouds and connecting to the sky.

Zenzang Temple is located on the main peak of Wuzhi Mountain.

The morning bell and dusk drum, the green smoke outside the clouds.

The sound of the Buddha's horn, sitting meditation forgets the machine.

100,000 halls, red walls and golden tiles, a prosperous Buddha country.

Along the way, Seven Kills saw a lot of monks, chanting scriptures and worshipping Buddhas, quietly understanding and arguing, peaceful and peaceful, and couldn't help laughing: "These bald donkeys will really enjoy it, they don't do anything serious all day long, chant scriptures, eat sheet metals, fart and sleep...... Wait, in the future, the demons will destroy the cultivation realm, and the last one to die must be the monk. ”

Liu Lanxue was surprised: "Why? ”

Seven Kills didn't answer directly, pointing to an old monk who was quietly enlightened and asked, "What are you?" ”

Liu Lanxue looked at it for a long time and shook her head.

Seven Kills smiled: "He's like an old turtle, or a turtle with a shrunken head." When you encounter benefits, you reach out, and when you encounter trouble, you shrink your head, those bald donkeys are all like this, can they not die to the end? ”

Liu Lanxue burst out laughing: "Can you bastard accumulate some virtue on your mouth?" Let people hear it, and they can't slap you to death? ”

Hearing the words of the Seven Kills, Shen Ye, who was walking in front, had a weak foot and almost hit his head to the ground.

He finally turned around and said with a smile: "Senior brother, can you leave some thin noodles for senior brother?" This is the holy land of Buddhism, if you say such a big rebellious thing, if you cause a dispute, I am afraid that my senior brother will not be able to protect you. ”

Seven Kills sneered: "You scare me, the Seventh Master doesn't believe in heaven and worship, and doesn't respect ghosts and gods." annoyed the seventh master, calling him a bald man or a monk, and still knocking his bald scoop...... Hey, little monk, don't run, let's talk about it again. ”

Can Shenye stay?

He hated to run away.

For tens of thousands of years, those who dared to scold the heavens and threaten to knock the monk's bald scoop in the Zen Tibetan Temple were the first to kill them.

What could he do?

Seven Kills is the son of Uncle Xiao, he can't maintain it yet, and he can still fight Seven Kills for 300 rounds?

Fu Chenxue saw Shen Ye's body in the shape of a wolf, frowned and said, "Seven killings, can't you say a few words?" After all, you have some connections here, and it won't do you any good if things get bigger. ”

Seven killings are indeed angry with the Zen Tibetan Temple, his father and mother were chased and killed, and he was forced to flee to the mortal world in desperation, he didn't believe in the Zen Tibetan Temple and didn't even hear the slightest rumor.

Knowing the news and not rescuing, I'm afraid I don't want to bring disaster to the Zen Tibetan Temple, isn't this a shrinking turtle?

Seven kills scolded a few words, and his anger eased a little, seeing that Fu Chenxue was worried, he smiled and said, "I'm fine!" ”

Entering the temple, passing through the twelve-story hall, a group of yellow-clothed monks came to the front, the old monk led by him was wearing a red robe, his face was like an ancient moon, his skin was like a dead wood, and he was quite majestic.

The two sides approached, Shen Ye walked a few steps, and said, "Disciple Shen Ye, see Uncle Hongyuan!" ”

The group of monks stopped, and the eyes of the old monks led by them swept over Fu Chenxue and the others, frowned inadvertently, and fell on Shen Ye's face: "Shen Ye, you have not been in the temple for the past few days, where have you gone?" ”

Shen Ye didn't dare to hide it: "The disciple was ordered by the abbot to invite a few distinguished guests to go up the mountain for a talk......"

"Guest?"

Hongyuan didn't wait for Shen Ye to finish speaking, and snorted coldly: "It's just a few mortal ants, and they are also worthy of being called distinguished guests?" Is the abbot brother confused or Shen Ye are you good at it? ”

Shen Ye was startled: "The disciple didn't dare to ......"

Seven Kills went some way, pointed to the old monk's nose and asked, "You said that the Seventh Master is a mortal ant, so what are you?" ”

"Bold! Who would dare to be disrespectful to the first seat of the Precept Academy? Come on, take him down! ”

A middle-aged monk behind Hongyuan was furious and commanded the yellow-clothed monk to round up and kill seven people.

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