Bai Lin chuckled and said: It's invalid, your cultivation is not enough. Zhao Jie rolled his eyes and said: How do I know, maybe the relationship under the mountain.

Wang Rouge looked at the rock and said: You mean that this thunder light is blocked by the mountain rocks? That's not easy, just take the body out.

。 Bai Lin chuckled and said: It's invalid, your cultivation is not enough. Zhao Jie rolled his eyes and said: How do I know, maybe the relationship under the mountain.

Wang Rouge looked at the rock and said: You mean that this thunder light is blocked by the mountain rocks? That's not easy, just take the body out.

Bai Lin snorted and laughed; If you take the corpse out, the corpse will not be destroyed, after all, it has been put for hundreds of years, and you little doll still don't understand.

Wang Rouge snorted angrily after hearing this, and said: You are a few years older than me, and you are only a little doll. Wang Rouge looked at Xue Changfeng with an angry look and laughed, he hurriedly covered his mouth and coughed lightly and said: Okay, the white girl is also teasing you, but, then again, you can't take the corpse out, and you can't live, so what should I do?

Zhao Jie shook his head slightly and said: This thunder and lightning irradiation is not much related, maybe I can't get home from my cultivation, forget it, let's go back and talk about it.

Everyone was stunned for a moment and said: What, forget it like that? Zhao Jie shook his head slightly and said: That's the only way for now, let's talk about it when I understand the second one.

Zhao Jie secretly said in his heart: Could it be related to my consumption of too much immortal energy? Suddenly, I heard the old man exclaim: Ah, I almost forgot about this incident, could it be related to that incident?

Zhao Jie was slightly stunned and said: What's the matter? The old man glared at Zhao Jie and said: My grandfather once said that this master seems to have been injured by a hidden weapon, and as for what kind of secret weapon this is, my ancestors have never found it.

Could it be related to this secret weapon? Zhao Jie was slightly stunned when he heard this, and said: Forehead hidden weapon? Zhao Jie thought of this, put his hand on the old man's body, and suddenly felt that there was an unusual force flowing in the old man's body, and he was surprised for a moment and said secretly: The internal strength of the body is not very strong, and what is the matter with this power, and it is also aggressive.

Zhao Jie suddenly felt that cold power slammed into his body, and he couldn't help but be shocked for a while, and hurriedly used Xuanyuan to dissolve this power, and at the same time used it for his own use, what surprised him was that this cold power was extremely pure, and he could actually make his cultivation recover about seventy percent, and he was very happy for a while and said secretly: This cold power is the so-called secret weapon, but it is just an invisible power, no wonder he can't see why.

Zhao Jie said solemnly: Sure enough, there is a hidden weapon, I'll try again. Zhao Jie got this cold power, and his cultivation recovered a lot, and the previous exhaustion was swept away, but he saw bursts of thunder, and powerful thunder light fell from the sky, enveloping this corpse, but this corpse was still motionless, and still had no life characteristics.

Zhao Jie frowned, suddenly took a few steps back, and said with a light breath: Still no, it seems that my cultivation is not enough.

The old man sighed lightly and said: Everything is providential. This kind of thing can't be rushed. At this time, I heard a ding, and at the same time there was a burst of clicking sounds, the ice bricks under the corpse slowly cracked a hole, and then, there were more and more cracks, and after a while, the ice finally fell to the ground piece by piece, Zhao Jie and the others were stunned, but they saw that the corpse's arm suddenly moved, the closed eyes, the eyeballs rolled slowly, and then the speed became very fast, and suddenly shouted, the body suddenly jumped up, fell to the ground, and the broken ice and snow on the body floated down one by one, although he stood up, But he didn't move, but slowly opened his eyes, looked up at a moment of confusion, breathed softly and said in a low voice: Who am I, who are you.

When the corpse said this, he suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, and fell asleep for a while, Zhao Jie walked over and saw that the corpse was breathing as usual at the moment, but he was unconscious and said in a stunned manner: This old man really knows how to sleep, it seems that there is no difference between death and sleep for him.

At this time, I heard a surprised voice and said: In this way, it seems that it is your child who resurrects the old monk, the old man is not pretending to be asleep, but the old monk is not in the blood at the moment, and he needs to get through slowly.

Zhao Jie was slightly stunned in his heart and said: The blood is not connected. Wang Rouge wondered and asked: Why did you suddenly say this, what nonsense are you talking about?

Zhao Jie was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly: Didn't you hear someone talking to me. Bai Lin's face changed slightly, and he said in a lost voice: Could it be the ability to transmit sound into secrets, my God, this is a long-lost mastery, no wonder we didn't hear it, this master is really powerful.

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a slight laugh and said: The old monk didn't expect that he could be resurrected after being dead for so long, this benefactor is really not an ordinary person.

At this moment, everyone was stunned when they heard the voice, and Xiaobao lost his voice and said: Grandpa, he, he is really resurrected, and he is still talking.

The old man suddenly knelt down in front of the old man and said solemnly: Wang De'an, a disciple of the twenty-third generation of the Spirit Sect, greets the rebirth of the Venerable Lord!

Zhao Jie and the others were slightly stunned and said secretly: Spiritual Gate? Bai Lin's eyes widened for a while, and her mouth opened wide, and she exclaimed: What, you are from the Spirit Sect, so why don't you even know a little martial arts.

Zhao Jie said with a puzzled look on his face: Is the Spirit Gate very strange, looking at your appearance, your mouth can't be closed.

Bai Lin rolled her eyes at Zhao Jie and said: I don't even know that you are still the leader of the alliance, do you know that hundreds of years ago, a sect made people in the martial arts fearful.

Zhao Jie said blankly: Could it be the supernatural door you are talking about? However, don't they know martial arts?

Wang Dean coughed lightly and said: The Spirit Sect is only the lowest of the thirty-six sects of the Loose Sect, and it is not surprising that it does not know martial arts.

At this moment, I heard a soft sigh and said: It turned out to be a disciple of the Spirit Sect, I didn't expect the old monk to meet a disciple, what, it turned out to be twenty-three generations of disciples, what is the age now, why are you all cutting your hair, are you a monk like me.

Zhao Jie was stunned for a moment and said in a lost voice: What, he, he is the Palace Master of the Vulture Palace. Zhao Jie suddenly felt a shock in his head, although he had met Hinata Hinata and other people from a hundred years ago, but when he met the ancient people of the native country and they were people from eight hundred years ago, this was the first time, he looked at the old man lying on the ground with a strange face.

But when I heard the old man's tone, he said with a hint of surprise: You know the poor monk, how old are you to actually know the poor monk.

Zhao Jie coughed lightly and said: It seems that you should be the master of Xuzhu in the Northern Song Dynasty, yes and no. Zhao Jie was shocked in his heart and said secretly: Could it be that I met the person Jin Yong wrote, could it be a coincidence, or it would be too embarrassing.

Bai Lin said with a strange expression: How can you think that he is the Master of Xuzhu. Zhao Jie smiled and said: Could it be that I guessed wrong.

The old monk looked a little melancholy and said: I haven't used this name for decades. I can't believe that you, this child, actually know my Dharma name.

Hehe, it's a rarity. Zhao Jie was stunned for a moment and said secretly: Really, it is really the rumored Xuzhu.

He hurriedly said: Master Xuzhu, were you plotted back then? Xuzhu's voice showed a hint of tremor and said: You, you actually know, it seems that you have sensed that I have fallen into some conspiracy.

By the way, what do you call the little donor? I can't imagine that you still know the name of the poor monk, hehe, rare, rare.

Zhao Jie laughed and said: Call me Zhao Jie, well, I was almost injured by the cold power on your body in order to save you, if I expected it to be good, it should be the kung fu of yin and evil all the way.

Xuzhu sighed lightly and said: That's right, it is not yin evil to say that yin evil is actually not yin evil, it is one of the life and death talismans of the Eagle Palace.

Xuzhu's tone was a little gloomy, and Zhao Jie said in a moment; Life and death talismans, don't you also understand life and death talismans, how can you still be plotted by people with life and death talismans.

Xuzhu shook his head slightly and said: When he fought with Jin Bing, he was old and old after all, so he was plotted, and he was actually a person in this sect, which really surprised the old monk, and when the old monk found out, he was unable to resolve this life and death talisman, but he didn't want to save Zhao Shizhu, and the old monk thanked him.

Zhao Jie hurriedly shook his head and said: No need to say thank you, it's just a gesture, but the current situation is not what you can imagine, what you met back then was Jin Bing, but now it is in another era.

Xuzhu wondered and asked: Another era, I, I don't understand. Zhao Jie smiled and said: Didn't you say that our hair is very short, and even our clothes are very different.

Xuzhu's voice was slightly surprised and exclaimed: Ah, that's really the case, the old monk really doesn't know.

Wang Rouge smiled lightly when he heard this: This monk grandfather is really interesting. At this time, I heard an exclamation: This, isn't this grandma, grandma, I didn't expect you to be resurrected, haha, the little monk is polite.

Wang Rouge was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and even Zhao Jie was puzzled, but suddenly saw Xuzhu suddenly open his eyes, sat up from the ground with a smile on his face, and saluted Wang Rouge, Wang Rouge was stunned and said: You, what are you talking about.

Xuzhu looked at Wang Rouge for a while and said with a wry smile: It seems that the old monk is dizzy, grandma died a hundred years earlier than me, although your child is very similar to grandma, but he is not proficient in martial arts, it seems that the old monk is dazzled, rude and rude.

Wang Rouge said in a daze: How can this old monk be stupid, one will call me grandma, and the other will call me a child, it seems that there is something wrong with his brain.

Wang Rouge snorted and said: Zhao Jie don't pay attention to this old man, he should be a brainless monk. Xuzhu smiled and said: Although it is not grandma, but this temper is really a bit similar.

Zhao Jie groaned and said: Let's get to the point, Master Xuzhu, are you willing to fight devils. Xuzhu was slightly stunned and said: Fighting devils, what is a devil, is it a demon and a monster?

Zhao Jie smiled bitterly and said: More terrible than demons and monsters, they slaughtered the common people, comparable to the Jin Kingdom back then, in fact, you should know them, they became Fusang Dongying when they were in the Song Kingdom, but now it is called Japan, and our people here call him a Japanese devil.

Xuzhu frowned slightly, and then sighed lightly and said: I see, in this way, you resurrected the old monk to help you defeat the devil, but unfortunately, the old monk may not be able to help you.

Zhao Jie was dumbfounded for a moment and said: What! Wang Dean exclaimed: Lord, what did you say? Xuzhu sighed lightly and said: Thank you for resurrecting the old monk, but the old monk's life is at the end of his life, I'm afraid I can't help you, but I can teach you some unique learning, if you meet someone from the Freedom Sect in the future, they will help you.

Zhao Jie was stunned for a moment; What, you, you mean, you are at the end of your life. Xuzhu said with a wry smile: The old monk is already one hundred and twenty years old, he died in battle, and he was plotted with a life and death talisman, and now he can be resurrected to be benevolent, and he can also tell some words.

Wang Dean said solemnly: Your Excellency, please say, De'an will definitely do it. Xuzhu sighed lightly and said: Although I don't know what the current Xiaoyao faction is, but I was plotted against back then, it should have been done by that person, according to what you said, this person should have passed away, and what I am worried about is the loss of this sect.

Zhao Jie smiled bitterly and said: I see, it seems that you already know that your fate is like this, so you will stay in the Wang family.

Xu Zhu sighed and said: "The people of the Spirit Sect are my confidants, but their qualifications are limited, even if I teach them superior martial arts, it will not help.

Zhao Jie was slightly stunned when he heard this and said: In this way, you actually know who the person who attacked you is, but you don't say it.

Wang Dean said in a low voice; My grandfather loved it very much. Xuzhu suddenly gasped softly and said: My time is running out, three days at most, how much can you learn from the donors, everything depends on your creation.

Zhao Jie moved slightly in his heart and said: This is not very good. Xuzhu shook his head slightly and said: Master Zhao, it seems that it is a superior Taoist method of cultivation, but unfortunately, there is a hidden danger that causes the body to become a child, so let's do it, I will teach you Xiao Wuxianggong, maybe it will be of great benefit to your body.

Zhao Jie was slightly stunned and said: Xiao Wuxianggong! Isn't this your free-spirited school? Xuzhu shook his head slightly and said: Don't say more, just listen, if you meet someone from Xiaoyaomen.

Xue Changfeng and Bai Lin's eyes lit up for a while, and they had long forgotten that this was under the cold mountain. The Xiaowuxiang Gong of the Xiaoyao School was originally a mastery of Xiaoyaomen, and it was also the supreme mastery of Xiaoyaozi Taoism, but the practitioners were extremely rare, except for Zhao Jie, the rest of the three people present did not learn it, Wang Rouge puffed out his cheeks and said: Why is this little Wuxianggong so difficult to practice, no matter how people practice.

Bai Lin blinked and said; Don't be surprised, even I haven't practiced it, let alone you. Xue Changfeng nodded again and again and said: I can't even refine a little bit of true qi, battalion commander, how did you do it, hey, battalion commander, your height seems to be a little tall, and I was tall before.

Zhao Jie was slightly stunned, and sure enough, he found that he was as tall as Xue Changfeng, and said with a smile for a while: Haha, it seems that this little Wuxiang Gong is really mysterious.

Xuzhu smiled slightly and said: Xiao Wuxiang Gong can drive all the divine skills, which is slightly inferior to your own exercises, but it can make your skills more refined.

Zhao Jie's luck really felt that the more he practiced, the more refined he became, and he actually practiced the Xuanyuan Sutra to the second level in one go, and his own cultivation had recovered eight or nine times out of ten, even if he met Yu Bo Ichiro at this moment, he was completely sure, which made Zhao Jie's heart flutter.

(End of chapter)