Falke had suppressed the hatred in his heart for twenty years, but this moment was refreshingly bubbling.

He liked to see the embarrassment of these thieves trying to kill him, but they didn't dare to do it.

Especially the Zhihai Zen Master and apprentices, the shocked and jealous expressions of his "King Kong is not bad" are really happy.

The sparse white eyebrows of the old monk Puhong were twisted together, his eyes were staring at the bamboo card in Fake's hand, and after a long time, Fang said slowly: "This holy Dao sword intent is not from the three holy places. In addition to the three holy places, in this world, there is a fourth saint? ”

The old monks were shaken, and Fake, who was watched by everyone, not only did not panic, but laughed and said, "That's right! What the master said is true, I Qingyun has now come out of the fourth saint in this world, and the holy path is more powerful than the way that exists in the three holy places! ”

"Full of nonsense!"

"Nonsense!"

"Amitabha, Fak, you have broken the ring of the tongue!"

"What do you call Taishi Zu?"

Fake glared suddenly, glared at Fa Yuan angrily and said, "You and your old dog master have expelled the Sprinkle family from the mountain gate for twenty years, and now you still want to conspire to frame the Sprinkle family?" The Sprinkle family doesn't care if Master Puhong is called a master, is it called a little novice? ”

Fa Yuan's words were sluggish, and he was half angry in his heart, since you already knew that you were expelled, what did you do just now when you knelt down and cried and complained?

Fake no longer ignored him, and said to Puhong and other old monks: "The Sprinkle family doesn't know any holy way, but I heard that the three holy places are cultivating the ruthless Tao of Laoshizi, and the six relatives don't recognize it, but our Qingyun martial saint cultivates the unprecedentedly affectionate way, so the power of the holy way is increased by three points." The master of the Jixia School Palace, the Dongfang Aoba of the Black Ice Terrace, and the Prince Huang of the Imperial City Division came to our Qingyun in person, but the result was that the Heavenly Sword and his old man had no choice but to make an agreement not to shoot each other and retreat. By the way, Qingyun's martial saint is not the fourth saint, the old shaman of the Beicang Shaman Hall is, but he was ambushed by the three saints. ”

When Puhong and other old monks heard this, they were silent for a long time.

I haven't been born for more than 100 years, but I didn't expect such changes in the world.

Affectionate ......

In addition to the three saints, since there are two more saints......

After a long time, Pu Hong looked at Fake and said slowly: "King Kong is not bad magic, why is it in Qingyun...... Where is Qingyun? ”

Fake laughed twice and said, "It's in Canglan Mountain." ”

"Canglan Mountain ......"

After Pu Hong repeated the sentence, he squinted his eyes and recalled for a while, and the color gradually changed.

In his memory, there ...... It seems to be rich in bandits.

At this moment, Zen Master Zhihai suddenly said loudly: "What does it have to do with Qingyun Village in Canglan Mountain?" ”

Falke squinted at him, sneered, and said, "Thief bald, you also know my copycat?" ”

"Amitabha!"

Zen Master Zhihai recited the Buddha's name, but his body gradually became powerful, pressed in the direction of Fak, and said: "Fake, although you have been expelled from the mountain gate, you are still a disciple of Senior Brother Zhishan. Your words and deeds, don't make the spirit of the West Heaven feel ashamed. ”

Fake's face froze when he heard this, and he hated this sinister and treacherous old thief in his heart, and sneered on his face: "You killed my master, and you still have the face to mention him?" ”

On the scheming city, Zhihai Zen Master is obviously many times more clever than Fake, and he doesn't even argue at this moment, and after reciting the Buddha's name in a low voice, he lowered his eyes and was silent, and the color of the sad beings on his face became more and more intense.

Seeing this, Falke chuckled in his heart, and finally understood the situation, this old thief bald is probably not something he can deal with, too cunning.

However, his mind is also smart, and there is a way for monks to take revenge, and it is not too late for ten years.

He's been waiting for twenty years, and he can't wait another three or five days?

He can't deal with such a scheming thief, someone can!

Which one?

Son-in-law of the Sprinkle family!

After glancing at Zhishan with bad intentions, Faker ignored him anymore and said to Pu Hong: "Master, Qingyun Zhai's "King Kong is not bad divine skill" was obtained from the right envoy of the Demon Sect. Although the Sprinkle family was victimized by traitors and went out of the mountain gate, the Sprinkle family grew up in the King Kong Temple after all, and the master taught the martial arts in the temple back then. Although the mountain gate is now controlled by treacherous evil, it is related to the first magic of King Kong Temple, and the Sprinkle family still decided to go back to the mountain gate to report the news. Taught by his teacher, the blood of loyalty is dripping in the bones of the Sprinkle family......"

Pu Hong saw that if he didn't interrupt, this evil obstacle could boast until dark, so he said in a deep voice: "Fake, did the saint of Qingyun Village make a condition to let the gods of the King Kong Temple return to the mountain gate?" ”

Fake's boastful words came to an abrupt end, looked at the old monk Puhong nodded, and said, "It's open." ”

"On what terms?"

The eighteen old monks looked at Fak in unison, their eyes scrutinizing deeply, as if they were looking at a traitor.

Falke took a deep breath and said slowly: "Master don't be in a hurry, and listen to the Sprinkle family slowly." This matter has to start from twenty years ago, when the Sprinkle family was trapped by a pair of despicable and shameless treacherous thieves......"

Monks: "......"

……

Three miles west of Yulin City, in a small valley.

The night is charming, a full moon hangs in the sky, and the quiet world is clear.

In the early spring night, it was warm and cold, and the mountains and rocks were covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

Fortunately, the four girls by the small pond in the valley have reached the realm of not being afraid of cold and heat.

It's just the atmosphere, it's always a little awkward......

Tian Wuniang stood with her hands in her hands, her back to everyone, looking at the mountains in the distance, and the sword rhyme on her body rose and fell, at this moment, she was still cultivating.

In her world, except for a few extremely heavy people, there is only one sword, standing up to the sky.

Seeing her like this, the other three people all had some admiration in their hearts.

People who are pure and persistent are always admirable.

is worthy of being the eldest sister......

Huang Hong'er had smart eyebrows and eyes, looking left and right, and gradually became dissatisfied in his heart.

Do these two want to enter the door?

The second aunt and grandmother of Qingyunzhai don't stutter, and they are pretending to be stupid one by one?

I wanted to educate two sentences, but after thinking about it, I gave up for the time being.

As soon as tomorrow comes, it will be a critical time, and if you put it right with an old monster who has surpassed the peak of the grandmaster, life and death are not guaranteed.

Second, these two are not good stubbles, a golden branch and jade leaves, and the princess is a thousand years old. A Lao Tzu is a martial saint in the world, and he is arrogant.

really choked, she may not have been able to do it.

Well, you have to think long-term.

Dongfang Yiren sat on a piece of bluestone, and his arrogant and cold eyes looked at the bright moon in the sky in confusion at the moment.

She didn't know what was going on in her heart.

originally thought that the rest of his life would only be revenge, and when would he be able to kill the beast who did not hesitate to kill his wife with his own hands for the sake of the Holy Dao, although he had no regrets in death.

But why did she involuntarily get close to the life of a little thief?

It's so relaxed, it's fun, it's helpful, it's carefree, and it's always possible to come up with ideas that seem ridiculous but useful.

This kind of life really makes her envy and yearning.

The most important thing is that he and she are still like-minded, and they want to overthrow the cold, ruthless, dark and ruthless Dongwang Mountain!

Perhaps, this is also the reason why she squeezed in regardless of her shame......

So, what about her?

Dongfang Yiren quietly aimed at Wu Yuan, who was like a water lotus blooming quietly, and said that he was red-faced, looking at Wu Yuan's pure and flawless face that even she was faintly jealous of, Dongfang Yiren sighed in his heart.

Who is better than the lives of these women?

……