With every step the young monk took, the old man with the gun felt his eyes split, and the huge coercion strangled his body. His hands began to struggle to grip the spear, so much so that the muscles on his shoulders trembled.

"Bastard, what kind of power is this, why is it so irresistible!" His body began to bend down, as if something was pressing on top of his head, and even his knees began to bend down. The young monk walked over slowly, and the pressure became heavier and heavier, so heavy that the old man even had some difficulty breathing.

"Amitabha. The little monk bears the sea and the mountain, just to borrow a coffin, save people's lives and build a seventh-level floating slaughter, and I hope the Taoist will forgive me! The young monk took the last step, and he was on the steps before the Yimen. The footsteps raised light dust, and the wind blew. The old man with the gun finally couldn't hold the dragon and tiger spear in his hand.

Bang Dang!

The spear landed, and the young monk had already stepped over the Yimen and stepped towards the second gate.

"Amitayus. Isn't it too much to disturb my Longhu Mountain Qing cultivation and want to take away my foundation! The voice came from afar. The sweaty old man bowed to the sky, knelt down and said, "Welcome to the great real person!" ”

All the Taoist priests who were still guarding in front of the Yimen knelt down and shouted respectfully: "Welcome to the great real person!" Monk Yizhu looked in front of the second gate, and a bright yellow dragon and tiger robe on the Fashui well, and a Taoist priest with a tiger head and dragon body and teeth slowly stepped in.

Monk Yizhu folded his hands, saluted, and said: "Amitabha, the little monk Yizhu, came to Longhu Mountain, just to ask for a hanging coffin, there is nothing else, and please ask the real person to answer." ”

"Ridiculous, the hanging coffin is the foundation of my Dragon and Tiger Mountain, how can you be coveted by a novice. Wannian Temple is a great sect of liberation, and Master Jue'an is also a person I respect Zhang Zhengyang, if you retreat now, the poor road can spare your life, otherwise...... Hum! ”

"Da Zhenren, no. This little monk dares to deceive me that there is no one in Longhu Mountain, and you must not let the tiger return to the mountain, otherwise how can I save face in Longhu Mountain? The elder immediately shouted. Please subdue this demon! ”

"Please subdue this demon."

Seng Yizhu was not afraid, and said with a firm expression: "The little monk will not look back if he doesn't borrow the hanging coffin today, so please make it a real person!" His robe was stained with a few drops of crimson blood, but it wasn't his own. It was the one who watched the Lord of the Xuantian Temple, which looked very dazzling. Zhang Zhengyang's eyes narrowed, and he sneered and said: "With the strength of the Innate Middle Realm, it's like taking away the foundation of my Dragon and Tiger Mountain Dao System, isn't it a little too arrogant!" Since you insist on provoking my Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Mansion. Then don't blame the old way for being polite! ”

"Haha, today's Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the dragon fights the tiger, it is really lively." The voice came from above the door of the house. Looking at it from afar, Zhang Zhengyang's pupils shrank, and even the tooth in his hand tightened a little. "Fortune operator?"

Of course, Yang Fan and Chen Wangting were not as dashing as Bu Laodao flying over from such a high mansion gate. What's more, the doors of the mansion are all open, why pretend to be this thirteen, what if you fall down. Yang Fan was still thinking at first, this Tianshi's Mansion was so open that there was not even a gatekeeper. I only understood when I stepped through the door. It turned out that there were already uninvited guests.

Yang Fan glanced at the little monk, and then looked at the embarrassment of the group of Taoist priests around him, and secretly exclaimed that he was also a fierce man, and even the dragon and tiger real people were shocked.

"What are you doing here?" Zhang Zhengyang's face was a little ugly, watching Bu Laodao's figure slowly fall on the green bricks. Yang Fan and Chen Wangting didn't say anything, but followed behind Bu Laodao, so as not to anger this great real person, and then be slapped to death by him. Zhang Zhengyang frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Could it be that you are in a group with this little monk?" ”

Bu Lao Dao raised his eyebrows and said, "Lao Dao is here to buy things with my apprentice, but not with this little monk." He smiled. It seems that there is chaos on Longhu Mountain.

"Oh? Shopping? What to buy? Zhang Zhengyang looked at the divination operator with some suspicion, thinking about it, there is nothing on this Dragon and Tiger Mountain, it is worth buying. If you want a few talismans. He Bu Lao Dao will not go out in person, I think it is a more valuable thing.

However, he didn't dare to mess around, and now he is still a true sect, and they are all Taoist sects supported by the imperial court. The imperial court also tried its best to reconcile the north and the south. Although neither Bu Laodao nor Zhang Zhengyang seems to be willing to the so-called confluence of the north and south, they are separated by the relationship between the imperial court. There is no friction between the two.

Compared with this Wannian Temple, Zhang Zhengyang didn't want to mess with this old man. The strength of this old Taoist priest has reached the peak in his deceased father's generation, let alone now. According to his innate strength in the upper realm, it is naturally not a problem to deal with a little monk, but it is a joke to say that he wants to fight hard with Bu Laodao.

Bu Laodao glanced at Yang Fan and said, "You say it yourself." ”

Yang Fan smiled, bowed, and said, "This is the real person of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Zhengyang, Zhang Zhenren." In Xia Yang Fan, this time he went up the mountain to ask for a hanging coffin for his sister. Of course, the price you open is, and you must meet the price of the real person within the scope of your ability. ”

Zhang Zhengyang's face changed, and he said very ugly: "Dao Chang, I respect you for a generation of masters, if these words come from ordinary people, you will definitely be punished by me." You also understand the hanging coffin. We are all Taomen, so it's best not to tear our faces. ”

Bu Laodao twisted his beard and snorted coldly: "When Huang Daozi and Zhang Sanfeng climbed the mountain and knocked on the coffin, your Zhang family didn't dare to let out a fart, why now, isn't my apprentice of the divination operator worthy of going up and taking a look?" Besides, my little apprentice has said that he is buying, not robbing. How can you say, Zhengyang, how about selling me face? ”

The lungs of the Taoist priest in front of the Yimen are about to explode, this old Taoist is not called a real person, he doesn't say his name, and he keeps saying that he wants to buy a hanging coffin, isn't this the bottom line of teasing them or what? But at this time, no one dared to stand up and scold Bu Laodao, gritting their teeth one by one, their faces were pale.

Zhang Zhengyang was also so angry that he clenched his teeth fiercely, and said angrily: "Daoist Bu really wants to do this, but he has to catch the anger of the court." You must know that the imperial court wants to overthrow a sect, but it is as easy as a matter of hand! ”

"Huh. Are you using the court to suppress me? Bu Laodao snorted coldly. The black robe on his body seemed to exude a trace of coercion, making the people on the mountain breathless.

"It's not to pressure you, but I hope that the Dao Leader will think about the Quanzhen Dragon Sect and don't act rashly, so as not to attract death." Zhang Zhengyang's face was ugly, since Bu Laodao dared to go up the mountain to make trouble, it is estimated that he had already thought of the way back. He knew that this set of rhetoric couldn't suppress Bu Laodao at all. (To be continued.) )