Compared with the light skill, Zhu Tong may be more clever than Soonda.

At the same time that Qu Sang Zhuomu jumped up, Zhu Tong also jumped up, and stood up to the female living Buddha: "Okay, I'm not afraid of death to come back." ”

"Poof! Burst! Twice, Qu Sang Zhuomu's fingers were like wheels, and he hit Zhu Tong's chest twice, and he groaned in pain twice.

"Aren't you here for this?" Zhu Tong waved the dragon and phoenix Xinghao, and drew two "ghost" characters to hit Qu Sanzhuom.

Ghostly, obsessed, Qu Sang Zhuomu's graceful body paused in the air, only she could feel that these two tricks were not simple.

The dragon star is cold and biting, and the phoenix star is as warm as spring; What is this young man doing? She had just been frozen by the icy energy, and then she was dissolved by another warm current.

Zhu Tong also felt that he was wrong, if he only used Long Xinghao, he might have ...... It's just that the masters invited by Yipin Golden Buddha Ken at a great price are all real skills.

Although Qusang Zhuomu was as beautiful as a flower, he practiced the secret art of the tantric ascetic school, and he had practiced penance in difficult environments such as cemeteries, valleys, and snow-capped mountains. Now that she sees the mystery, she won't give her opponent another chance; Run Xuan Gong to fight back.

The golden prayer wheel made a moving sound again, the red beads swayed, the female living Buddha was as soft as a snake, and the masters of the rivers and lakes in the hall all felt the temptation of water. Is she just a fairy like a bewitching queen that she can only see in fantasy? Only in dreams can we find such charm and pure beauty?

The dragon and phoenix stars could no longer stab within half a foot of Qu Sang Zhuomu's side, but the fingers of the female living Buddha kept pointing at Zhu Tong's body.

In the end, Qu Sanzhuo was very careful with Zhu Tong, and the three fingers of his right hand were still useless because they hit Zhu Tong's chest, so the two sides maintained a stalemate.

The little liar regretted it in his heart: if he didn't play his prestige well, he would be ashamed.

He saw the ease of Suo Wengdasheng, and thought that the female living Buddha's kung fu was generally only powerful, so he wanted to use Qusang Zhuomu to establish his image as a master. Unexpectedly, Qu Sangzhuo Mu faced a super master like Soonda, and ten successful husbands could only play thirty percent, and in the face of him, a little liar, he would become a real master.

What to do? I had already said just now that I would not let Soonda help, and it didn't seem appropriate to call my brother to help now.

Sounda has been reminiscing about the two "ghost" words of Zhu Tong, and he is unaware of the competition around him, for him, there is actually no difference between victory and defeat.

Zhu Tong swirled around Qu Sang Zhuomu, while guarding his mind not to be confused by the music of the prayer wheel, not to be attracted by her delicate charm; While looking around, try to find a way out of the predicament. The Void Fantasy Food had already revealed a slight xing, and Jiang Xiaoyu whispered, as if he was talking about Qu Sang Zhuomu's power.

The Snow Mad Monk's eyes were full of fanatical light, strange, where did the Gu worm on his body go?

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Tong felt that his body was scattered, and he seemed to be in danger of falling; Busy peace of mind internal check.

Now, the little liar is really scared.

However, the butterfly god is the most beautiful elf, and the female living Buddha can't tempt Zhu Tong, but she can tempt that elf. The butterfly god danced with her, to the music of the prayer wheel, and there were already signs of losing control.

How is it good? Zhu Tong knew that most of his skills came from this little elf, and the music made by Qusang Zhuomu's prayer wheel turned out to have the effect of restraining and subduing the butterfly god; If......

The little liar was thinking wildly, the prayer wheel suddenly reversed a few times, and the butterfly god actually reversed his wings, and of course Zhu Tong couldn't help but fall to; Qu Sang Zhuomu shook it, and his bewitching chest hit the phoenix star in Zhu Tong's hand.

"Oh......" she groaned as she withdrew her prayer wheel, pausing her dashing steps. I wish the master's kung fu is really smart, Qusang Zhuomu is willing to worship into the Zhumen, please be merciful. ”

The butterfly god spun wildly, Zhu Tong was so dizzy that he couldn't even speak, he could only barely stand, his hand just pressed the softness, and Qusang Zhuomu was already worshipping at his feet. She didn't have the spiritual sense of Renjie Sazun, she didn't know that she was defeating the butterfly god in the cave of Zhu Tong Yin Hall, worshipping and worshipping, and she didn't have any respect for this shallow head in her heart, and she didn't expect that he couldn't stand steadily; The chest was thin, and I thought I was eating tofu, so I whispered at the moment: "Boss, please respect yourself." ”

"Self-respect, huh." I wish the child to be confused, who doesn't want to be self-respecting, but now he is soft and heavy?

A drop of water was abruptly imprinted on the heart of Zhu Tong's eyebrows, and a few points of coolness were sent into the Yintang acupoint, and the butterfly spirit came to his senses, so that the little liar did not make a fool of himself on the spot.

Soonda finally glanced at the female living Buddha and smiled mysteriously; Turning his head to look at the corner of the main hall, Fan Xing was concentrating on wiping the half-footed bamboo knife.

This time, there was a great chaos in the main hall of Hongfa Temple, and even if he was as calm as Yu Xuanzhen, he stood up; Not to mention the first-class Golden Buddha masters who invited Qusang Zhuomu to come.

By the time Zhu Tong finally controlled his body and was about to speak, the apprenticeship ceremony had already been completed. He didn't need to say anything, Zhu Tong was pulled back to the upper seat by Qu Sang Zhuo Mu and sat down, on the left was Sounda, and on the right was the female living Buddha Qu Sang Zhuomu.

From an outsider's point of view, it was Zhu Tong who stabbed the female living Buddha with a phoenix star and won this battle.

In fact, that's not the case at all, Qu Sanzhuo Mu did it on purpose, Zhu Tong knew, and Soonda also knew. It's just that after the female living Buddha bowed three times, she put away the prayer wheel but ignored Zhu Tong, as if she wanted to see how he coped.

Because of that drop of water, the butterfly god woke up from his confusion.

"Master, may I ask what is the name of Senior Brother?" Qu Sang Zhuomu called Master Zhu Tong, but his eyes looked at Suo Wenda, and many people could see that the female living Buddha worshiped in Zhumen in order to follow the living Buddha Suo Wenda, and Zhu Tong certainly understood.

"His name is Zhu Fei."

"So, what am I going to call from now on?"

"You...... It's called Zhu Yuan, "Zhu Tong said casually, and helplessly glanced at the senior brother and the second senior brother.

If the old liar knew that Zhumen had accepted two such difficult disciples, would he have taken back the phoenix mask? I wish the child so hopefully.

"Congratulations to the head of the family, and I have accepted a good disciple." Yu Xuan Zhenren held tea to congratulate.

"Xie Yu Xuandao Sect." Zhu Tong slapped his swollen face and became fat, and he also had to drink with Yu Xuan.

No wonder Yu Xuan Zhenren is happy, no matter how you look at it now, Zhumen seems to be more Buddhist than the Golden Buddha, and the two living Buddhas around the head are genuine.

The whistle also raised the teacup: "Congratulations, I wish the door will be famous in the future." ”

"Yes, I wish the master, please." Jiang Xiaoyu also congratulated Zhu Tong with tea at the second seat.

"With you as the head of Zhumen, I believe that it will not be long before Zhumen will become the number one faction in the rivers and lakes."

It's really vicious, the speaker is implying that if the Zhumen faction is allowed to sit big, it will inevitably hurt the interests of all the factions present. The one who feels the most should be the head of the Second Grade Dao Sect, Yu Xuan Zhenren.

At least for a few years, neither the Taoist Sect nor the Golden Buddha could find anyone who could oppose the Living Buddha Soonda.

"This Daoist brother, may I ask what to explain this drop of water?" Sounda stood up again and walked to the right side of the main hall, but the object of the question was the mortal star who had been hiding in the corner; His fingertips were shining with a drop of water.

Everyone's attention was attracted, Suo Wenda had his own momentum, although he was a disciple of Zhumen, everyone didn't pay much attention to the head of the little liar.

"Everyone is born with a drop of spiritual consciousness, and is born as clear as a sweet spring. It's just that they are blinded and polluted by red dust, so there are all kinds of sins, and that's it. Fan Xing and Zhu Tong glanced at each other, and Shi Shiran stood up; Those who cultivate the Tao can find this drop of sweet spring. Keep it and take care of it, and you may be able to reach the avenue; This is the first thing that belongs to the stars. Brother Zhu, this matter is over; All the stars will walk through the mountains and rivers, looking for and refining that drop of nectar. ”

Zhu Tong stood up to send Fan Xing, Yu Xuan Zhenren and the five elders of the Dao Sect also respectfully followed, Suo Wenda stood at the door of the hall, bowing his head and thinking about the drop of water that Fan Xing said.

Because of the bamboo Taoist, I think that the status of Fan Xing in the Taoist Sect has been transcendent; He only made a light slap to the five elders of the Taoist Sect, and then didn't talk to others, but said to Yu Xuanzhen: "They all say that the grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring, and the master said, how many people can really do it?" Especially the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, what is it that is worshiped by the people and repays the people of the world? Daozong, these are the words that Master left for you. The words were silenced, and a few jumps had disappeared from everyone's view.

"Ten years later, I'm a bamboo Taoist again." Soonda sighed as he looked in the direction in which the stars had disappeared.

"Who is the Bamboo Daoist?" The female living Buddha asked curiously.

Sounda looked into the distance and whispered, "His master has already found his nectar. He has such insight at such a young age, and his future achievements should not be under the bamboo Taoist. It's just that to reach the realm of bamboo Taoist, more grinding is needed. When will he be able to drop the half-foot-and-a-half bamboo knife? ”

Yu Xuan Zhenren was thinking about Fan Xing's words, and his face was happy when he heard Suo Wenda say this; The Void Master was startled. Zhu Tong nodded secretly, Fan Xing had already seen through life and death, and by chance, he inherited the mantle of the bamboo Taoist and the half-foot-and-a-half bamboo knife, and now he is a little bit of the shadow of the bamboo Taoist. Only, what does Sounda mean by that?

Zhu Tonggang is accustomed to the majesty of a master's support, for fear that Suo Wenda will go with Fan Xing at this time, he said with a smile: "Everyone has a different chance, although Fan Xing is young, he has experienced the tempering of life and death in the world, and he has suffered. ”

The female living Buddha Zhu Yuan whispered a string of Tibetan words, and Sowenda smiled and said, "Don't say that about Master. ”

The little liar knew that it was definitely not a good word, so he pretended to be confused and pretended to be generous and laughed it off. For him, the outcome is similar to Soonda at the moment, as long as the result is good.

"Everyone continues to use wine, not drunk and not home, happy, really happy." Zhu Shan brought a few boxes of wine from the bottom of the mountain and was taken by Zhu Tong to distribute them.

The hall was lively again, but the words of the crowd were much less; Fan Xing, like a drop of water left by a bamboo Taoist priest, gently penetrates into the blood of the rivers and lakes. Even Jiang Xiaoyu looked thoughtful.

Over there, Yu Xuan and the five elders of the Dao Sect discussed how to sort out a Dao Sect landscape exercises.

"The silence is coming." Zhu Yun reminded Zhu Tong in a low voice.

"Amitabha."

This sentence came from outside the mountain gate of Hongfa Temple, Zhu Tong followed the prestige, and saw the golden Buddha presiding over the empty master, and the empty wood master appeared side by side outside the temple gate; Behind them there is no wordlessness, ruthlessness, nowhere to go, boredom, and inaction is what Zhu Tong knows, counting the monks who have gone out to travel and have not returned, the masters of the Golden Buddha have arrived this time.

In the main hall of Hongbo Temple, there is obviously no room for so many masters; Zhu Tong and Zhu Huai greeted each other: "Master of Empty Silence, Master of Empty Wood, look up for a long time." ”

"The one who has been looking up for a long time should be the old man." Empty silence was introduced into the hall by Zhu Tong, and politely greeted all the colleagues in the rivers and lakes.

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