The old monk has a morning class early in the morning, and after chanting, he goes to water the vegetables and then checks the only flower bed in the temple. The old monk is not in a hurry and is well organized!

"Ah~"

Gadol Ammich glanced in the direction of the Red Shield Mercenary Regiment, and they seemed to be impatient, but they just calmed down. Ganso did push-ups, looking at them with Poor Ling.

Maybe it's because of the suppression of the Red Shield Mercenary Group, Ammich hasn't gone to the old monk. But after lunch, Gadol Ammich still couldn't help it, the old monk swept the floor after the lunch break, Ammich threw the bread in his hand to the ground, and walked over angrily.

"Zen Master, what do you sweep every day?"

Wang Jiwei and Wang Wei followed him, and it was not their style to wait all the time!

"Cleanse yourself of the sins you have committed. ”

"You've ever killed someone?"

"I don't want to mention all the earthly things, but the Buddha cultivates in the next life, I have to sweep it!"

"Whatever you say, I don't care what you're sweeping the floor for, but now I'm going up the hill. ”

"Donor, the people are not yet together, don't be impatient. ”

"What if I say no?"

Gador Ammich had been practicing penance for many years, and finally cultivated the Star God, and from the moment he had the Star God, he told himself that he could do anything in the future, but he couldn't be sorry for himself. If you don't want to endure it, you can't bear it, and if you don't want to talk, solve it with your fists!

"I'm sorry donor, no matter what, I can't let you into the mountain now. ”

"You said you don't want to talk about mundane things, what I'm doing now is mundane things, why do you want to stop it?"

"I can ignore other things, but I have to take care of the mountain behind the temple!"

The old monk remembered his master, who was an old monk, and it was this mountain that he entrusted to him before he passed away. This place has been guarded for generations, and he is the guardian of the present generation, although he has not been in it.

"Then let me ask you, have you ever been in?"

"Master said to me before he passed away that people who are destined can go in by themselves, they are old and dull, and I don't know what a destined person is, but in my opinion, at least the donor is not!"

The old monk has a straight waist, his right hand is in front of his chest, and he stands in place like a golden-bodied Arhat. His eyes were indifferent, piercing to Gadol Amich's fist clenched at his side.

"Old monk, we are just on a mission, don't embarrass me!"

"Donor, if you are old and insistent on being embarrassed, what about you?"

The bamboo broom was grabbed by his left hand, and the old monk's brownish-gray sangha pear was like a battle suit, and he took a few steps to the right, and a hundred meters behind him was the steps up the mountain, which were narrow enough to be blocked by him alone.

"Then don't blame me for being rude!"

Gadol Ammich's eyes flashed with a vicious ferocity, and the star god in his chest moved. The first star looks like a star god - "immediately"

Light up!

The light hit the dust, and Wang Jiwei and Gadol Ammich in front of Wang Wei disappeared in an instant.

"Sin!"

The left hand holding the broom did not move, but the right hand of the meditation salute was pulled and immediately caught a punch from Gadol Amich.

The effect of "Immediately" is to teleport, and Gadol Amich's body has gone from disappearing to being exposed to the air for less than half a second, and Xing Zeyuan and they are holding their hands to their chests, but they are stopped by Qian Ling when they are about to make a move.

"This old man is very strong, we don't need to do it!"

Caught a punch from Gadol Amic with one hand, the old monk's robe did not move, and the fist wind was like meeting a poisonous snake with a male yellow, and he couldn't get close to the old monk at all.

"Donor, you can't fight the old decay, so don't be rough. ”

The skin on the palm of his hand was loose, but the old monk was extremely flexible, and he pushed it out dozens of meters in a circle, and Wang Jiwei and Wang Wei caught him behind.

The wave of qi released by the old monk took advantage of the momentum and forced the star gods of the two to be urged, and maple leaves fell from the woods behind the three of them. The light released from the pupils of the three of them startled themselves, and Wang Jiwei glanced at the Red Shield Mercenary Group, and then reminded Gadol Amich.

"Commander, don't do it, the strength of the Red Shield Mercenary Group is above us, and he didn't do anything, which means that this Zen master is very strong, let's wait!"

"Get out of here!"

Gadol Ammich shoved him away.

"I don't need someone with an elbow to turn out, you don't dare to fight, I dare!"

Turning his gaze to the old monk, Andor Ammich shouted angrily:

"Don't blame me for bullying the elderly!"

"Donor, you should learn from that donor, he knows right and wrong, but you don't, you have been caught by an angry ghost. ”

"Get out! Lao Tzu has been practicing for so many years, and he still uses you as an old man to give guidance?"

Gadol Ammich, who threw a punch in front of the old monk, disappeared and then appeared behind the old monk.

"Do you think you'll confuse him?"

Qian Ling smiled disdainfully, and in Xing Zeyuan's pupils, the old monk rolled a bamboo broom in his left hand and raised it like a fly, causing Gadol Amich's body to slam to the ground. The stone bricks were broken, and the old monk withdrew his hand, and his beard did not move in the slightest.

"It's really hidden. ”

In fact, Xing Zeyuan has long known that the strength of a person who can engrave a spell for Luo Tianming is definitely not simple. There are people in the world who like to show off and love to preach around when they have a little achievement, and there must be people who understand it themselves and don't want to show it.

"Damn it!"

With his face pressed against the ground, the two-meter-deep pit made him feel humiliated. When Wang Wei was about to go up, Wang Jiwei grabbed him.

"Don't go. ”

"But the regimental commander is fighting him. ”

After Wang Wei finished speaking, he rushed out when Wang Jiwei sighed.

"We were a bloody alliance that day, and we didn't know how rude you were. ”

They are all people who practice silently, and they have only gained strength after practicing for several years, and there is nothing else. They were rejected together that day, and the three of them walked together in the crowd, who knew that a casual greeting from him would lead to the Blood Alliance mercenary group later? Who knew that when Gadol Amitch was the leader, he would be so self-centered?

Sometimes, people have to believe that those who have succeeded have experienced loneliness and failure, and have endured injustice and shed sad tears. Even Guangqi Wangshu, the head of the world government, tolerates it every day, not to mention ordinary people. If you can't bear it, how can you go further?

Wang Jiwei looked ahead and didn't move, Gadol Amich's movements were fast, he teleported and blasted a punch from top to bottom, and the fist blocked by the bamboo broom blasted out of a huge wave, his body rolled over, and after stabilizing his footsteps, he quickly launched a fierce attack.

"Commander, cross left and right. ”

Wang Wei's star god is "superimposed", his two fists are waved continuously, and after colored spots appear in the air, his right fist with colored psychedelic spots goes towards the left side of the old monk. Gadol Amich, who was about to attack from the right, tossed and turned, and his body appeared on his left side.

The two of them punched together, and this time the old monk did not use the bamboo broom to block it, but turned the broom with his left hand to pin it behind him. At the same time, the right hand is the palm, and it is slapped straight out.

"Since...... Blocked?"

"Won't it?"

Gadol Amic was a little helpless, so strong? Wang Wei's eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look at the pair of eyes that saw through the world like a Buddha.

"Donor, don't make noise in the pure land, I'm sorry. ”

The old monk who threw a punch held a bamboo broom and swept the two out of a hundred meters, and the powerful qi wave made Wang Jiwei cross his hands in front of him. The waves of air were like the autumn wind, fierce as eagles, and they swept their bodies as easily as sweeping leaves. The body exploded for 100 meters, and Gadol Amic and Wang Wei stood in place a little embarrassed.

The men who stood in front of the four women looked at the old monk, and he resumed his previous movements.

"Donors, the people are not yet together, and you can go in when the people are together. ”

Xing Zeyuan saluted, and the nine people around him did the same.

"Are you really waiting?"

Mo asked.

Xing Zeyuan was also thinking that their task was to determine whether "Lingfeng" existed, it was said that it was an infatuated demon, and they only needed to bring back the most accurate photos to complete the task. When they came to Neihai Prefecture, they inquired around, and it took half a month to hear that this is the largest maple forest in Neihai Prefecture. But no one knows whether there is really a "Lingfeng" in it, and Xing Zeyuan and they came to find out.

"The Zen master is guarding here, which means that this mountain must be extraordinary, so let's wait. ”

"Good. ”

The old monk continued to sweep the floor, and there was a lot of dust falling on the stone slab before, and he swept the floor gently, and his expression did not change by half a point because of the previous battle. It seems that nothing has happened, it seems that everything is air, and the life of the old monk has begun to be the same as before.

"Are you alright?"

Wang Jiwei asked.

"It's fine!"

"Are you waiting?"

Gadol Ammich glanced at the Red Shield Mercenary Regiment.

"Wait!"

Three days later, the Blood Alliance mercenary group camped on the mountain road behind the Red Shield mercenary group, and they parked their carriage in the town after going down the mountain. The Red Shield Mercenary Regiment has also gone down the mountain once in the past three days, and they need to eat, so they have to buy some food.

Early in the morning of the fourth day, a mercenary group came again, consisting of seven mercenaries consisting of three women and four men. The head of the regiment is a man with a triangular birthmark on the palm of his hand, he is about twenty years old, which is quite young. The strength of the entire mercenary group is neat, and they are all around the two large star clusters.

"Presumably you're the Red Shield Mercenary Regiment, right?"

The man at the head is not tall, about the same as Luo Tian. He behaved politely, and his hairstyle resembled a lush canopy.

"Hello!"

"Hello, I'm Stigmata Mercenary Dream Star Scar. ”

"Your last name...... Is it a dream?"

Xing Zeyuan shed a drop of sweat on his side face, he looked at the man in front of him with some surprise, and the dream star mark with thick eyebrows and big eyes was stunned when he heard what Xing Zeyuan said.

"How is that possible! Dream is the legendary sin surname, my surname is Rab, and my full name is Rab Dream Star Trace. ”

"Oh! ”

Xing Zeyuan, who had a false alarm, smiled awkwardly.

"Captain Xing Zeyuan is really young, and he feels younger than the legend. ”

"Thank you, the main thing is that the members of the regiment are excellent, otherwise it is estimated that it will be useless with me, the head of the regiment. ”

"Who said that. ”

As she muttered, the girl behind Dream Star Marks turned her head and said to her good friend:

"Look, that girl is so cute. ”

"I admit it, but I'm not stupid, I'm smart!"

"My name is Xin'er. ”

"My name is Youyou. ”

Duan Qin stood beside Youyou, even the women of the Stigmata Mercenary Group didn't dare to look at her more, otherwise they would have an inferiority complex. The two women beside Xin'er were attracted by Qian Ling, and before they knew it, the three mercenary groups gathered together, and before the blood alliance could think of saying hello, the old monk had already walked over.