Long Zun hesitated, but chose not to chase the middle-aged monk, but stayed to see what the silk wrapped in the old monk's hand was.

Who knows, the old monk did not open the silk package, but just pinched it through the silk with his hand, then put it back into the groove, covered the stone slab, and the futon was covered again, and the person sat down.

Long Zun knew that there was no point in waiting like this any longer, so he decided to grab it.

Thinking of it, he did it, made a jack pendant, and the whole person stepped through the roof in an instant, and a carp stiffened and fell into the meditation room.

"Who?" the old monk was startled, his hand movements were not slow at all, he raised the cane in his hand and poked at the falling black shadow.

"Old fellow, you're ruthless!"

A young voice came, and then a black shadow tossed in the air, turned into an afterimage, and appeared in front of the old monk.

Only then did the old monk see clearly that the person in front of him was a young man who was not very old, looking at his appearance, there was still a trace of immaturity on his face, I am afraid that he was not even twenty.

Seeing this, he was shocked in his heart, and immediately thought of two things, one was the Arhat who died at the border pass, and the other was that two masters, an old man and a young man, broke into the Taoist Temple.

"Who are you?" Even though the old monk had already guessed a few points in his heart, he couldn't help but ask, wanting to confirm his identity.

Long Zun smiled and said, "It shouldn't be, didn't your disciple tell you just now?"

The old monk was taken aback when he heard this, and immediately said, "You have been hiding on the roof before. ”

Long Zun spread his hands and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you answered correctly, but unfortunately there is no reward." ”

"The parchment roll is not in your hands. The old monk didn't seem to have any humor, and directly asked the question he was most concerned about, because as long as it was proved that the sheepskin was rolled in the hands of the young man in front of him, it could be proved that the Arhat at the border pass was killed by this person.

"Is this the parchment roll you are talking about?" Long Zun flipped his wrist, took out a parchment roll, and shook it in front of the old monk.

From it, he actually saw a trace of greed in the eyes of the old monk, and it suddenly became clear in his heart that the old monk should know the details of this thing.

Then, he flipped his wrist again, and once again there was an extra parchment roll in his hand, and he took one in each of his left and right hands, and asked in his mouth, "Or is this parchment roll you are talking about?"

Seeing the two parchment scrolls, the old monk's eyes shrank, and then he burst into light, and said in his mouth: "Young man, as long as you hand over the two parchment scrolls, the old monk can accept you as a disciple, and the position of the head of the Taoist Temple will belong to you in the future." ”

Long Zun pursed his lips disdainfully, and said, "Like that guy just now, what kind of seat is in charge, when it comes to you, I still look like a promise, I won't do it." ”

As soon as the old monk heard this, there was a door!

Immediately said, "Since you can kill an Arhat who has already been promoted, it means that your strength is at least the first level of Vajra Protector, and the old man can promise you that as long as you hand over the parchment scroll, the position of the right protector of the Dao Buddha Temple is yours." ”

In the face of the old monk's promise, Long Zun became interested, but he was not interested in the position of the right protector, but the old monk rolled down such a large blood capital for a sheepskin.

You must know that there is obviously more than one parchment roll, and even if you take away his two, it will not be easy to get all the parchment rolls together.

But the old monk is still willing to pay such a big price for this, which shows the preciousness of the parchment roll.

"Old monk, do you know the secret of the parchment roll, as long as you tell it, maybe we can share it. Long Zun looked at the old monk.

The old monk shook his head slightly, "Young man, it's not necessarily a good thing to know too much, and there are some things that you are not qualified to know, so it's better to contribute the parchment scroll, and the old monk will help you become the right protector." ”

"So it's not negotiable?" Long Zun spread his hands.

The old monk smiled faintly and said, "Isn't the right protector of the Taoist Buddha Temple bad? That is a position that everyone admires, and how many monks have devoted their lives to it." ”

Long Zun said: "Don't tell me this, I'm not interested, I'm only interested in parchment scrolls like you, do you want you to tell me the secret here, maybe I can share it with you." ”

"It seems that the old man can't influence you, so he can only remove the karma for the young man. As he spoke, the old monk took the lead in moving, waving the two crutches in his hand and attacking towards Long Zun.

The speed of the crutches is extremely fast, even the average Great Martial Master Realm cultivator is difficult to dodge in the face of the attack of the crutches, and there is only one way to fight hard, but Long Zun did not do this, but dodged away, and still had time to put away the parchment roll in his hand.

Where was the old monk willing to let him dodge so easily, the crutch in his hand turned into a cone of tarsal bones, and chased Long Zun and rushed over, and the old monk himself also moved, but he was sitting on the futon and moving, along with the futon.

Long Zun dodged in the meditation room, and the old monk chased after him, and it seemed that he would not give up until he caught Long Zun.

After going around twice, when he was about to reach the door, Long Zun's speed suddenly increased, and he instantly came to the place where the old monk had stayed in the futon before, and raised his foot and stepped on it hard.

I heard a click, and the bluestone slab on the ground shattered, and a lot of rubble collapsed into it.

The old monk was shocked when he saw this scene, and immediately retreated back, wanting to stop Long Zun's things, but unfortunately it was too late.

Long Zun took out a silk-wrapped cloth bag from under the gravel, and then quickly retreated and slid out backwards, avoiding the old monk's attack.

Then he took the cloth bag and reached out to open the silk on it, revealing its true face, a parchment scroll.

"It turns out that you also have one, it seems that this thing does not belong to you anymore, and it is mine from now on. Long Zun shook his wrist and shook the parchment roll twice at the old monk.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, the parchment roll was directly tucked into his storage space.

When the old monk saw this scene, his eyes cracked, "Come back." ”

With a scolding in his mouth, the old monk's movements were obviously one or two points faster because of his anger, and the attack was as fast as a shower, and there was a tearing sound in the air.

It's a pity that this is useless, and the crutches in the old monk's hand can't even touch a piece of Longzun's clothes, so he can only look anxious.

It feels almost, Long Zun estimates that there are no parchment scrolls in the Daofo Temple, and there are already two of them in his hands, if the Daofo Temple can still have parchment scrolls, it can only be said that the Fo Temple is not an ordinary bull.

It's a pity that so far, he hasn't found any particularly powerful characters in the Dao Buddha Temple, and his work is only at the level of a cultivator in the Great Martial Master Realm.

However, because of the relationship between the refining body, the Great Martial Master Realm cultivators here are a few points more powerful than the Great Martial Master Realm cultivators outside the enchantment.

But it's only relatively speaking, it's useless to meet a martial sect-level person.

(End of chapter)