The other eight people who were panicked around by a golden light immediately fell silent, their faces were ashamed, and then they also folded their hands and chanted the scriptures silently in their mouths, but no light bloomed.

After a few days of observation, Zheng Xuan knew that the old monk was the abbot of Fulong Temple, and he had some Taoism, but it was only a little for him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the villain has been helpless since he was a child, taking the sky as the quilt and the earth as the feast, starving and satisfying, and finally ending up in the wilderness because he accidentally ate the broken intestine grass.

Xiao's biggest wish is to have a full meal, I wonder if the monks can fulfill it? Prepare some meals for the little ones? Zheng Xuan's voice sounded again from all directions, lingering in the hall, and continued to joke.

"Amitabha, the Buddha said that all living beings are equal, if the donor does not dislike the fact that the meal is sufficient now, he will just share the meal with us." Seeing that the golden light was useless to Zheng Xuan, and there was no trace of it, the old monk's face was compassionate, and he pointed to the table in front of him.

"Thank you, master, but since you want to eat a good meal, I don't know if your temple has it?" Zheng Xuandao.

"I wonder what the donor wants to eat?" The old monk secretly searched for the source of the sound without a trace, and continued to be compassionate.

"It's very simple, the master listens well, the little one wants it.

Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail.

Roast duck, roast chicks, roast goose.

Boiled salted duck, sauced chicken, bacon.

Pine flowers, small belly, dried meat sausages.

Mixed...... Uh, that's enough, I don't know if the master has it? Less than half of the backsliding Zheng Xuan stuck in the shell, and he didn't remember the back, only a few simple sentences in the front.

"Donor, the monks don't get meat and fish, but these temples don't have it, only coarse tea and light rice." After searching for many times to no avail, the old monk stopped looking, and listened carefully to the name of Zheng Xuan's half-cut dish, and said calmly.

"No?" Zheng Xuan's voice was accentuated, and the wind mixed with a little cold air raged through the dining hall, and some dining tables and bowls were lifted and scattered to the ground.

"Nope!" The old monk also said in a heavy voice, and the golden light around him filled the dining hall, suppressing the violent wind.

"Really?" Zheng Xuan said in a heavier voice, increasing the coldness.

"Not really!" The old monk resisted with difficulty, and some frost had appeared on his body, and the other eight people were even more frosty and trembling.

"Okay, no, no, let's go, let's take a look at it!" Zheng Xuan suddenly relaxed, and at the same time dispersed the strong wind and cold, and really left, flew out of the dining hall to the top of the temple, looking at the sky and moonlight that had been dark after a toss, accompanied by the moonlight to close his eyes and recuperate.

Canteen.

Zheng Xuan left, the wind and cold gradually subsided, and he recovered some of the frost on his body One of the monks looked around, hesitated, and said to the old monk who slowly returned to the golden light on the side: "Abbot, that's ...... Really gone? ”

"I don't know!" Jin Guang looked back at the old monk and said uncertainly.

"The strength of the person who came is not bad, I can't be an enemy, Wu Neng, when I write a letter, you will immediately go to Shaolin Temple, meet Shaolin Abbot Sanzang, and explain the situation here." The old monk thought for a moment, and the monk continued.

"Yes!" The monk realizes that he can put his hands together.

The top of the temple.

"Huh? Out of the temple? Which is so easy! Not long after Zheng Xuan recuperated, he suddenly sensed a sound and opened his eyes.

A monk below is preparing a horse to leave the temple, it is the canteen just now who got the order of Wu Neng, with the letter written by the old monk to go to Shaolin Temple overnight.

Although Zheng Xuan didn't know where he was going, he also guessed that he was just going to call someone.

Now that the bow thief has not come, he can't let the people in the temple leave, and he has ruined his own good deeds with people, and a tornado has formed in his heart, sweeping away towards the monk who has just mounted the horse.

The tornado swept the monk off his horse and lifted him into the air.

However, he didn't make a heavy hand, and then the wind dispersed, and the monk smashed to the ground.

"Bang!" There was a lot of ice and snow on the ground, and the monks fell on it at once, and it was not a big deal to practice martial arts for many years to be strong and strong.

The body was not in a big way, but he was startled, and he stood up quickly, thinking that Zheng Xuan's frightened gaze swept around just now, especially where the tornado hit, but Zheng Xuan was destined to find nothing if he didn't make a sound.

As a result, the monk pondered for a moment and got on the horse again.

However, just now, another tornado hit, and there was no resistance at all, and it was rolled up again, smashed down from mid-air, and Zheng Xuan shot again.

This time, the monk was sure that he knew that most of them were Zheng Xuan who did not leave, and he always paid attention to them and forbade them to leave the temple, so he did not insist on it, and left the horse to go to the abbot.

"It's quite interesting!" Zheng Xuan looked at the monk below and said softly, continuing to close his eyes and recuperate.

The moon sets and the sun rises, the night passes, there are no monks in the temple who want to go out, but it does not mean that they give up, with the golden sunrise old monk walked out of the hall, holding an atmospheric longbow in his hand, it is the Houyi Divine Bow, with a bag of arrows behind him.

"Last night's distinguished guest, I don't know where I am, I dare to show up in a battle!" Taking arrows and taking a bow, the old monk scanned the surroundings and said loudly.

Zheng Xuan glanced at it and ignored it, Hou Yi Shengong had to see the target or know the identity of the target in order to track and shoot, it was useless to know nothing, and the old monk also let him show up because of this.

But even if he showed up, the bow and arrow could be tracked, but the arrow was not, even if he stood and couldn't let it shoot, it couldn't pierce his scale armor at all, so Zheng Xuan didn't bother to pay attention to it at all, and he didn't have time to play with him.

"Last night's distinguished guest, do you dare to show up in a battle?" Seeing that there is no response, the old monk said again.

"Last night's distinguished guest, dare to show up in a battle?" There was still no response for a moment, and the old monk continued, raising his voice.

There was still no response for a moment, the old monk pondered for a while and did not say again, but waved his hand, and last night's Wu Neng walked to the horse, wanting to test the temple again.

Zheng Xuan couldn't let this go, and a tornado formed again.

"Tornado Caster!" Seeing the movement, the old monk shouted, and shot an arrow with a bow.

I have to say that the ability given to the arrow is still good, and at the moment of pause in the air, a turn struck Zheng Xuan, even if it was stealthy, it was useless.

Zheng Xuan had already prepared for this, swept his eyes and didn't wait to come closer, and the divine power floated and wrapped it, but he was powerless to resist under an ordinary arrow.

Then the arrow forcibly turned, wrapping and shooting at the old monk.

"Poof!" Blood splattered, and Zheng Xuanliu's men hit the old monk's leg.

"Humph!" The old monk snorted, but he was a little stiff, and he still stood with strong self-support.

"Abbot!" When the rest of the monks saw this, they exclaimed in surprise and immediately stepped forward to help.

"It's okay, go back to the meditation room!" The old monk said, and then was supported by several monks to return to the temple.

Zheng Xuan ignored it, as long as he didn't leave the temple, he continued to wait for the bow thief who hadn't come yet.

In the next few days, the two sides were very peaceful, knowing that no one in the temple tried to go out again, and Zheng Xuan did not trouble them until five days later, early in the morning.

Zheng Xuan found a figure sneaking to the temple, observing the sneaking into the temple and entering the temple where the Houyi Divine Bow was.

It's finally here!

Zheng Xuan looked at the figure and said secretly, knowing that it was the visitor he had been waiting for for many days.

The figure arrived, but Zheng Xuan did not show up, still waiting.

Not long after, the old monk put the bow back in its original place as if it was in good condition, and was easily succeeded by the bow thief who was familiar with the position, and left the temple lightly and secretly, and then quickly left the temple and ran into the distance.

When the time came, Zheng Xuan's body moved, and he followed behind him.