There are two trees in the courtyard of the Shaolin Temple Zen Heart Temple, one is a Bodhi tree and the other is also a Bodhi tree.

This Zen heart courtyard is the place where Shaolin receives guests, consisting of multiple courtyards, at this time it is early winter, in the bell of this Zen temple, countless bare trees stand, and another layer of snow covers it.

Meng Qi, dressed as a little monk, was wielding a broom to clean up the remaining snow in the courtyard, and was taking his confused little junior brother to keep his feet from touching the ground, like a spinning top.

And the two of them are just a few inconspicuous pebbles among the thousands of people in the Shaolin Miscellaneous Courtyard, if nothing else, no one will put their hearts on them at all.

After all, there are countless masters in the Shaolin Temple, and there is no time to hear that the abbot suppresses the world with the golden body of the dragon Arhat, if he holds the Ananda knife in his hand, he is almost invincible in the world.

With such a master on his side, who in the martial arts of the world doesn't set his eyes on him?

Compared to this, even the weight of the entire Shaolin Temple is a little lighter!

The entire Shaolin Temple, under the light of the Buddha of this dragon Arhat, looks so pale and powerless, not to mention that it is relying on the Shaolin Temple, which is a few small stones under the lowest pedestal?

But inadvertently, someone paid attention to them.

Jiang Zhiwei watched this senior brother of the True Martial Arts Sect sneaking up in the corner, looking at the scene of the group of miscellaneous servants in the Shaolin Temple, the disciples cleaning up, and busy outside, and from time to time she leaked a few thick laughs like barbells.

This kind of words and deeds, not to mention that it is a page that damages the senior brother of the True Martial Sect, even an ordinary disciple of the True Martial Sect should not do it.

At this moment, she suddenly made a move with herself, and Jiang Zhiwei felt that she seemed to be coming at an inappropriate time......

At least I should have come over because it was too late.

"I have heard that Senior Brother Zhang is a peerless Tianjiao of the True Martial Arts Sect once in three thousand years, and he has been unanimously recognized by the great masters of the True Martial Arts Sect and the Great Elders. Whether it is the disciples of the many "Qing" generations in the sect, or the young juniors of the three major families of Zhenwu, they cannot be compared.

It is rumored that his person is vigorous and atmospheric, old and serious, and has a strong wind that has only been precipitated over the ages, and is a first-class cultivation seed, the light of true martial arts. How...... How...... Why does it seem like this today...... So... Meng Lang?? ”

Jiang Zhiwei thought secretly in her heart, but she was also the true inheritance of the Sword Washing Pavilion, and she also knew that the Sword Washing Pavilion and the True Martial Arts Sect both inherited one of the "Seven Swords of Intercepting the Sky", and they were both the pillars of the righteous path of the rivers and lakes, even if they both mastered the true inheritance of the "Seven Swords of Intercepting the Heavens", there was a secret competition between them, and there was a slight unspeakable trend.

But no matter what, at this moment, they are on the territory of the Shaolin Temple of Buddhism in the world, since everyone is a disciple of the Daomen, they are destined to maintain the glory of the Weidao Gate for each other, and take care of the door for each other's sects.

Don't tear down your own walls because of some things, and let the Buddhist disciples see the jokes for no reason!

Therefore, even if Jiang Zhiwei had a slight complaint about what Zhang Yuanshan, the senior brother of Zhenwu Zhenchuan, was doing at the moment, she definitely didn't think about deliberately attracting anyone's attention in the past, and deliberately made Zhang Yuanshan unable to come to the stage.

even deliberately lowered a few times.

Zhang Yuanshan's figure stiffened, raised his head a little dazedly, and sure enough, he saw that bright and incomprehensible figure.

Dai eyebrows and big eyes, black hair is simply pulled up, supple and draped, wearing a goose yellow dress, the age is about sixteen or seventeen years old, but there is no immature color, especially the pair of heroic sword eyebrows, I want to have a nameless and famous state.

Jiang Zhiwei's pink lips opened slightly, and her voice was as crisp as a yellow bird: "Senior Brother Zhang, what are you doing here?" ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Zhang Yuanshan's deep voice sounded.

"It's over, why did you let this one bump into it?"

It's one thing to record the black history of your own "Master Yun".

It's great that in the future, use this video as a weight, and carefully shelter under the command of Shi Niang.

In later generations, he has lived in the Yuxu Palace for more than an era, and he has even seen the great grandeur of the world, where would he not know who is in charge (ー_ー)!! in Kunlun Mountain

After all, in the final analysis, the "Kunlun Mountain" in the mythological era is the hometown of the teacher, and the "Jade Void Palace" of the teacher is also the dowry left to his mother-in-law by his mother-in-law.

Looking at the entire land of Kunlun Mountain, the teacher just occupied a big tiled house built by himself, picking his nose -_-||

And when the little ancestor in Kunlun Mountain was born, the big tiled house of the master also became the long-term residence of the little ancestor, and it was directly confiscated.

So calculate the status in Kunlun Mountain., sometimes the one who relies on the support of the little ancestor can only chop his hands and self-harm, and the Banlan Blue Root Essence that is not last month every day, and the "Huabei" last month is higher than the master to him.

Shizun's status is like that, where would Zhang Yuanshan write the word "afraid" on his face.

What's more, he doesn't have no back, he really can't do it, and he runs into the real martial arts hall to sell cuteness.

Looking at each other's faces, can the two masters still slice themselves on the spot and make them into a hot pot?

But when the person in front of him sees it, then this nature is completely different.

Although he didn't know anything about Lin Qing and the second-generation Mu Yuan Shi Tianzun, the two teachers in the depths of chaos, Zhang Yuanshan just thought about it with his own ass, and he could also imagine that he had come to this confused chaos from the "future" that had been completely cut off by Yuan Shi Tianzun's groundbreaking blow, and every inch of the void was full of despair and unwilling "past", but he definitely didn't come here to travel.

Without sufficient interests, without sufficient reasons to speak, how can two "other people" join hands with each other, cooperate with each other in the future and the past?

As for why the two Heavenly Venerables want to cooperate......

The one in the Zhenwu Palace, wearing a black-robed imperial costume all day long, is mysterious and secretive, almost like the Zhenwu Tianzun who is a "mysterious", "mysterious", and "unpredictable" aggregate, Zhang Yuanshan really can't think of what people want to do.

But for another Tianzun......

MMP's, I've been a disciple of others for more than an era, that reckless King Kong with a tendon in his head, what do you want to do, do you still need to guess?

Tut-tut, isn't it just the little mistake that some old men are prone to make?

What's not interesting about being secretive?

It was as if he was going to say it.

As for his previous "accident" of being "masked man" with three heads and six arms, he pulled himself for thirty pages.

Hehehe......

The other side can distort time at will, usurp history, and compile human reason, and nothing is impossible in their eyes, as long as he wants to, that's all.

He came to the "past", and he accidentally made a mistake and was ready to introduce his first love to Tianzun's past body.

If you want to punish yourself, you can get yourself into the original time and space, and then completely reduce that time and disappear into the void, just like the teacher used to do.

But that time was not cut, and I still stayed in this time, which is very capable, very illustrative.

The teacher has something to do, and the disciple serves.

This is a matter of course.

And even if someone grabs the bag, there will definitely be a "masked man" to wipe his ass.

——Zhang Yuanshan knows this well.

No one knows better than me (Golden Rooster Head Limited Edition.jpg)

But suddenly being caught red-handed by the person in front of him is a little different in nature.

And as far as he knows, whenever he encounters something that is implicated with Jiang Zhiwei, his teacher's heart will become quite small......

"It's time to show the real technology." Zhang Yuanshan exhaled softly, trying to cheer himself up in the bottom of his heart.

The next moment, when Jiang Zhiwei blinked and looked back, she suddenly saw that Zhang Yuanshan had already gotten up and stood up.

"Ahem, cough, it's Senior Sister Jiang."

Dressed in a gossip robe, he walked in front of Jiang Zhiwei with his hands in his hands, with long eyebrows and sideburns, a straight nose, and his eyes were like electricity.

Zhang Yuanshan's sleeve robe was slightly agitated, and there were nine loach-like stripes faintly embroidered on it. And at its back waist, there is a small black flag no more than a foot long.

In Jiang Zhiwei's eyes, Zhang Yuanshan is vaguely like an old general on the stage who is righteous and full of majesty.