Chapter Seventy-Three: Cherish the Wind 2

Outside the gate of the mansion, the little Taoist priest dragged the corner of Zhang Sanhui's clothes and looked at the direction of the Wanfa Sect Altar with some concern.

Zhang Sanhui said disapprerovingly: "With the master here, what are you worried about, even if someone dies, those people deserve it!" ”

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Sanhui, who was lying down, suddenly got up from the stone with a grunt, his eyes were firmly fixed in the direction of the formation, and he called out in his mouth: "I'll go ......"

In the thick fog, Yuan Yu was holding two stones engraved with strange patterns in his hands, a little curious.

Xiao Daogu looked at Yuan Yu like a hero: "Ah, junior brother, you are too powerful, but this is such a big fog......"

Yuan Yu stuffed the two stones into Xiao Daogu's arms, scratched his hair and smiled a little shyly, looked around, Yuan Yu suddenly turned around and walked straight over.

Xiao Daogu also pulled the stunned Xichen and followed.

Yuan Yu squatted and pushed away the dry grass in front of him, in the soil, the palm-sized flag only exposed a flag tip, Yuan Yu pulled it out like a radish, and the rune paper wrapped in the flag swayed and fell to the ground.

The fog faded suddenly.

Yuan Yu turned his head around without looking back, and made another flag the same palm size in the gravel on the other side......

Xichen looked at the extra flag in Yuan Yu's hand like hide and seek in shock, but there were monstrous waves in his heart, he knew that this was a formation flag.

When Yuan Yu pulled out the last formation flag, the thick fog in the sky dissipated.

This flag is very small, and it's still very good to be a thing, and Xiao Daogu is very happy.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps next to his ears, and Zhang Sanhui patted his ass and pointed at Xichen angrily and shouted: "Hey, it's too much!" You're going too far, you have to take away other people's things after breaking the formation, it's shameless, take it over......"

Regret the dust and react coldly.

Yuan Yu stood up, tilted his head to look at Zhang Sanhui, pointed to the flag in his hand and said with a serious expression: "This is the ...... I picked up."

Zhang Sanhui was stunned suddenly, and his face was wonderful: "Pick it up...... Picked up? ”

In the end, Zhang Sanhui said faintly: "That's the ...... I threw it."

Having said this, Zhang Sanhui suddenly realized something, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Yuan Yu: "You don't know what the formation is?" ”

Yuan Yu was at a loss.

Zhang Sanhui suddenly gasped, and looked at Xichen in disbelief, although this array was not a subtle array, but even so, Zhang Sanhui was still a little reluctant to believe it.

Xichen smiled bitterly, handed the flag in Yuan Yu's hand to Zhang Sanhui, and made amends, with a complicated expression: "The little junior brother really doesn't know the formation, Brother Dao forgive ......me."

Zhang Sanhui took it, clasped his fingers on his head, and finally chuckled: "It's okay, go ahead, they are all in the Ten Thousand Dharma Altar in the Fuzhong...... This sound has passed, and it can still catch up with ......"

Xichen's expression tightened, and he hurriedly took Yuan Yu and Xiaodaogu straight to the door of the mansion.

Walking away, Zhang Sanhui sighed at Yuan Yu's back, and finally said to himself with a playful expression: "What a freak, I can open the leyline at the age of seven, and now I believe it a little...... It's just, the sheep is in the mouth of the tiger......"

Then, he put the flag up again, and the fog was once more enveloped, and he didn't believe that such a freak had come up.

Zhang Sanhui had just left, and outside the formation, Yuan Zhenzi appeared slowly on the path.

Looking at the fog in front of him, Yuan Zhenzi was a little impatient, stepped on Yu steps, and finally stomped his feet, and in the fog, the several flags were broken together.

And when a few crisp sounds sounded, Zhang Sanhui's figure froze, his face was as ugly as a fly, and he was about to open his mouth to scold like a shrew with his sleeves......

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On the altar of the Ten Thousand Laws Sect.

For a while, the old Taoist pointed at the two lamas with red eyes: "Evil obstacles, where am my disciples?" Where is the floating coffin? ”

But in this regard, the two lamas were still repeating the same words as before, only in their mouths as if they were crazy.

For a while, the old Taoist hissed, waved the dust in his hand, and wanted to throw it at the two lamas.

But he was firmly grasped by the wind that was standing in front of him.

For a while, Lao Dao's face was ugly: "Junior, what do you want to do?" ”

"Let them go back!"

Xifeng's voice is a little hoarse.

For a while, the old Taoist had no previous composure and demeanor, and laughed angrily: "Your Motai Sword Family, you have been wiped out more than 20 years ago, junior, why are you stopping me?" Just how many people are there in your case? ”

In the end, Lao Dao looked at Xiao Daozi for a while: "Brother Xiao Dao, you disciple, do it yourself!" ”

Old man Xiao walked up to him with steps, and glanced at Old Man Xiao indifferently, but his fists were clenched tightly.

Old man Xiao smiled and snatched the dust in the wind.

Sun Nianshou was overjoyed: "That's right......"

Before he finished speaking, his face changed, and the old heavenly master on the side frowned, and for a while, Lao Dao's face turned blue.

Old man Xiao played with the dust in his hand for a while, and suddenly pressed it on his heel, and the dusty mahogany handle was broken by Old Man Xiao.

Moved by the wind, his eyes were red.

Clapping his hands, Old Man Xiao put away the smile on his face, looked at the old man for a while: "You have your apprentices, and I also have my apprentices, can it be said that your true disciples are more expensive than the gold of my Taiyi Sect?" ”

"Good! Good! Good! ”

After saying three good words in a row, the old Taoist said angrily: "So ignorant of lifting!" ”

Old man Xiao shook his head and sighed: "The lifting that comes from charity is not as good as the lifting that comes with a hard head!" For a while, you were also a face-saving person in Quanzhen, and your Dao heart for decades, why did you lose your mind today? ”

Lao Dao was stunned for a while, closed his eyes for a long time, and his expression was complicated: "Quanzhen has no intention of having senseless disputes, nor does he intend to be hostile to your Taiyi Sect, this is the case today, it is really not the original intention, Lao Xiao, the husband is not guilty, and he is guilty!" ”

Xiao Daozi's eyebrows swelled up a little bitterness: "I don't know, it's just that all kinds of mysteries in the past years have not been solved, my Taiyi Sect has fallen here, and the treasure of the heirs in the door has also been missing for hundreds of years, and it has been unrelieved by the heads of my Taiyi Sect for hundreds of years. ”

For a while, the old man laughed miserably: "Do you know why I am so anxious? ”

Old Heavenly Master, Xiao Daozi and Sun Nianshou were all at a loss.

For a while, the old man closed his eyes with a painful face: "The fairy child is born, and the ghost child is now...... The fairy child has a catastrophe in his life, and if he passes, he will gain the Tao, and if he falls, he will become evil. The catastrophe is big and small, there is no definite number of lives, the catastrophe of the fairy child, and the ghost child should be! ”

Xiao Daozi was moved: "Your vain life ......"

For a while, the old Taoist nodded dejectedly: "It is indeed a fairy child, as a human teacher, I naturally hope that he will become enlightened, and now the avenue is declining, if my disciple becomes enlightened, how is it not a great luck for me, or even a blessing for the world's Taoism, therefore, the thing I am most afraid of is the ghost boy who should be born, pay attention to it everywhere, because I suspect that the child who opened the leyline was the ghost boy who should be born, so I came to Jiangxi a few years ago......"

Old man Xiao's face suddenly turned pale, and he narrowed his eyes: "Later, that kid worshiped under my Taiyi Sect, so you have always had a grudge against my Taiyi Sect in your heart......"

For a while, the old man was silent.