Fang Qian was frightened by Ye Zhenwu who looked like this, and his face turned pale. Both legs were trembling, and cold sweat was already on his head.

In the sky above, one of the deputy sect masters saw Fang Qian's performance, and it seemed to be a little familiar. With a strange expression, he shifted his gaze to the other deputy sect master.

"This can't be your doing, right? You're adding your own spiritual power to Zhenwu's elixir, why are you bored? ”

The other vice-sect master didn't react with him, instead touching his beard and laughing.

"Hahaha, I knew that this kid Zhenwu would definitely not live up to my expectations of him, I was mixing my spiritual power with the elixir I gave him. When Zhenwu swallows the pill, my spiritual power will explode in his body for a short period of time, and he will not be aware of it. This is also convenient for me to know if Zhenwu is in danger, don't you say it's great? ”

Rolling his eyes at the old naughty boy, the deputy sect master had no intention of continuing to deal with him, this guy's brain circuit is simply a wonder.

Whose first reaction when encountering danger is to take pills? And the user himself doesn't know about this effect, so what's the use of it?

The deputy sect master had pity in his eyes, looking at Fang Qian's appearance as if he had become empty, tsk, being like this old urchin, it would be considered good that this kid's strength could be exerted to seventy percent.

"Huh? What's going on? "Ye Zhenwu also found something strange, what kind of thing is this kid Fang Qian's expression of seeing something dirty? Am I so scary?

Ye Zhenwu rubbed his smooth face, no, obviously they all said that they were very handsome, right, could it be that there is something wrong with this guy's aesthetics?

Ye Zhenwu glanced at Fang Qian deeply, and was even more sure of what he thought in his heart, no matter how he looked at this guy, he didn't look like a person who was the same as himself.

"Hey! I don't care what you want to do, but since you have chosen to challenge me, then show your strength, this cowardly appearance, is it your hole card to challenge me? If so, you're probably going to be disappointed. That's not enough to win me. Ye Zhenwu's words were sonorous and powerful, pulling Fang Qian out of the illusion.

Fang Qian didn't react at first, Shen Shen Dao, but he quickly reacted.

His face became hideous in an instant, pointed at Ye Zhenwu, and scolded loudly.

"Ye Zhenwu, I originally thought you were a true gentleman, but I didn't expect you to be such a despicable person! Before you started, you just cast a mental attack on me, you just don't want to practice! Fang Qian simply didn't even want his own face, and pointed at Ye Zhenwu is crackling.

What Ye Zhenwu said was a blind circle, what did you say? You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, that's going to slap your mouth.

Ye Zhenwu's face was slightly gloomy, he could accept defeat, but he would never allow anyone to slander him.

The sword is almost uncontrollable.

"If you want to fight, you can fight, don't write Lailai here, I don't have time to talk crazy words with you here. Keep talking nonsense, beware of the ruthlessness of the sword in my hand! The long sword shook, and the cold light flashed, flashing to Fang Qian's eyes, causing Fang Qian to close his eyes, and then Fang Qian only felt a chill on his neck.

A sword was placed on his neck, and Ye Zhenwu's indifferent eyes without the slightest emotion came into view, making Fang Qian feel endless coldness, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

This young man is terrible!

Fang Qian opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the sword was close to a point, the sharp blade cut through Fang Qian's skin, and a trace of red blood ran down the blade, blooming red flowers on the ground.

"Fight if you want, don't waste time here, I'm busy, I don't have time." Ye Zhenwu withdrew the sword and opened a distance between him and Fang Qian, and the two of them were on the ruins, looking at each other from a distance.

"Cut, despicable fellow, actually made a trick. See if I don't hit you! Fang Qian muttered to himself, a pair of casserole-sized fists already exuding a metallic luster.

On the side of the Bodhi Temple, an old monk squinted his eyes, and the old god was standing there.

"Alas, just now I spied on Fang Qian's fate trajectory, and this time he can be regarded as meeting his lifelong opponent." The old monk stood in the line of Bodhi Temple without saying a word, and suddenly opened his mouth to startle the others.

But they didn't care about the old monk's words at all.

"Cut, this old guy is talking crazy again, I really don't know what the abbot thinks, why a sweeping monk came with us warrior monks. If he has three long and two short, it's hard for us to say. A young monk was very uninterested in the old monk, and he was very disgusted with the old monk in and out of his words.

They didn't understand why the abbot sent a sweeping monk to go to the Taoist gate with them.

A monk who doesn't have the slightest martial arts cultivation, just like that, this guy is still talking crazy all day long, saying something that he doesn't have, they estimate that if it weren't for the abbot to see this old monk take him in pitifully, just this old monk, I don't know how many times he has been cold.

"That's it, I just don't speak." The old monk shook his head helplessly, and instead of refuting these young monks, he acquiesced to everything they said to him.

One of them, who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, opened his big black and white eyes and looked at the old monk in sloppy clothes, as if he wanted to get close to the old monk, but he was very scared and seemed a little cringe.

"Old monk, why don't they like you?" After looking at it for a while, the little monk mustered up the courage to walk forward and pull the corner of the old monk's clothes.

But after a while, the old monk did not react, and the little monk let go with some fear.

At this time, the old monk bowed his head slowly, and when he saw the little monk, he had a kind smile on his face. Touching the bald head of the little monk, the old monk squatted down and looked kind.

"Hehe, little monk, do you want to know why?" The little monk nodded honestly.

The old monk approached the little monk and said in the little monk's ear:

"That's because I'm different from them, you look at them, they're all neatly dressed, and then look at me, sloppy. You say, do you like to be clean and tidy, or are you sloppy? ”

The little monk bit his fingers, his little brows furrowed tightly, looking at the old monks, looking at the young monks.

"I like to be clean and tidy, so why don't you dress as clean as they do?" The little monk asked, tilting his head.