There is such a thing as luck that is ethereal, mysterious and mysterious, but Zhang Chen is sure that this kind of thing definitely exists.

Or rather, the number of lives.

Like the Tang Dynasty Shuanglong World, when Emperor Yang of Sui was in power, in Zhang Chen's eyes, Li Shimin could become the emperor in later generations, which is the so-called fate.

Lu Xueqi is the same, others need to cultivate for nearly a hundred years, but she only needs a few decades to achieve such an achievement.

Leaning on his shoulder, Lu Xueqi bowed slightly, and said, "Shizun went down the mountain on the order of the real person in charge......

However, before she finished speaking, Zhang Chen picked her up with a princess and walked straight towards the bamboo building.

Lying in his arms, Lu Xueqi's pretty face was as red as a glow, and her tenderness was like water.

After half a pillar of incense, in the bamboo building near the moon platform, as the clothes fell, the low groans rose and fell.

Stepping on the red waves, the hibiscus tent is warm.

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In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

In the early morning, the clouds and mist of the Qingyun Mountains were shrouded, and the streamers and Buddha lights tore through the clouds and mist, and finally fell on the Tongtian Peak.

In the courtyard, Zhang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked out of the courtyard slowly.

After half a ring, the melodious sound of bells and dings reverberated between the mountains on the towering Tongtian Peak.

At the same time, several streamers in the mountains such as Fenghui Peak and Luoxia Peak rushed to Tongtian Peak.

Passing through Yunhai Square, stepping on the Hongqiao, facing up along the white jade stairs, entering the Yuqing Palace, I saw that the first seat of each vein had been seated in turn, the most side was the monk wearing a robe, and the right side was a disciple of the Incense Valley wearing a red robe.

In the battle of Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea, Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple, and Incense Valley joined forces to resist the Demon Sect, but Zhang Xiaofan's matter was discovered, Tianyin Temple wanted an explanation, and Incense Valley came to join in the fun in the name of the loss of Xuanhuojian.

In the hall, Dao Xuan is the head, and the head of each vein sits on it, with a serious face.

In front of the hall, the disciples who participated in the battle of Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea are also ranked here.

As soon as Zhang Chen stepped into the Yuqing Palace, he felt that a lot of eyes fell on him, and he didn't care about it.

Cangsong Zhenren Yin and Yang said strangely: "Lingyu Zhenren, what do you think of Zhang Xiaofan's matter?" ”

"The real person in charge is here, and it's not my turn to speak."

Saying that, Zhang Chen looked at Tianyin Temple and said, "Abbot Puhong, after half a month, we meet again." ”

Pu Hong's face was slightly stunned, his hands were folded, and he said, "Amitabha." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Chen retracted his gaze, it seemed that there was no word about the jade, and these old bald donkeys had not noticed it.

Dao Xuanduan sat on the first seat, looked at Tian Buyi and Cangsong, and said, "Senior Brother Tian, Senior Brother Cangsong, Senior Brothers of Tianyin Temple and Incense Valley, what is going on?" ”

Cang Song took a step forward and said: "Senior brother in charge, we are resisting the Demon Sect in Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea, and during the fierce battle, the senior brother of Tianyin Temple discovered that Zhang Xiaofan's Taoism was clearly the Great Burning Prajna of Tianyin Temple, and at the same time, the high-level of the Demon Sect also recognized the magic weapon in his hand, which was the blood-devouring bead of the black-hearted old man eight hundred years ago......"

"What!"

As soon as these words came out, the heads of the veins and the elders on the Yuqing Hall suddenly changed color.

Blood-devouring beads.

You must know that eight hundred years ago, the black-hearted old man held the blood-devouring bead, and the masters of the righteous path all talked about the tiger's color change.

But this blood-devouring bead, hasn't it disappeared for a hundred years, how could it appear in Zhang Xiaofan's hands?

Hearing this, Dao Xuan's face changed slightly, and he said, "What about Zhang Xiaomortal, do you still have the Blood Devouring Bead to bring back?" ”

"Back to the senior brother in charge, Zhang Xiaofan is in the law enforcement hall, and the blood devouring beads are also brought back, and the senior brother will order someone to bring him."

As he spoke, Cang Song did not forget to glance at Zhang Chen arrogantly.

In fact, he knew better than anyone the origin of the Blood Devouring Bead and the Great Burning Prajna, but he didn't dare to say it.

Back then, Puzhi went to Qingyun, and after being refused to go down the mountain, he personally went down the mountain to rob and kill.

Unexpectedly, Puzhi's mana was profound, and the two of them lost both of them, and as for the destruction of Caomiao Village, he was also quite surprised.

Back then, he included Lin Jingyu under his door, on the one hand, he valued the former's qualifications, and on the other hand, he investigated the whereabouts of the blood devouring beads.

To his disappointment, for five years, he had not received any information about the Blood Eater at all.

Waiting for Cang Song to leave, Dao Xuan looked at Zhang Chen and sighed, "Elder Lingyu, a good disciple you taught. ”

Zhang Chen's face remained unchanged, and he said: "The real person in charge, no matter what Zhang Xiaofan is, he is just a disciple of the Jade Qingjing, how can he get the Blood Devouring Bead and the Great Burning Pranya, I am afraid that there is something else strange in it, I hope that the real person in charge will see it." ”

"In this matter, the poor road has its own measure."

For a while, the main hall was silent, and the three major factions of Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple, and Incense Valley Zhengdao had their own thoughts.

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After two incense sticks, Cangsong Zhenren went and returned, followed by a young man wearing a green cloud robe.

When Zhang Xiaofan stepped into the Yuqing Palace, he noticed that all eyes were on him.

In the center of the main hall, above the main seat, the Dao Xuan Zhenren who is highly respected and immortal sits on it, and on the small coffee table next to him, there is a magic weapon that is connected with the soul, which is his burning stick.

Looking at Zhang Chen in the hall, Zhang Xiaofan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the words that came to his mouth in the next second swallowed again.

Cangsong is really humane: "Senior brother in charge, Zhang Xiaofan has been brought." ”

On the first seat, Dao Xuan's face was like water, and he looked at the lonely young man in the hall.

For a while, the picture of the slaughter of Caomiao Village appeared in his mind, and his sharp gaze became gentler.

"Zhang Xiaofan, next to these are the righteous seniors, the presiding monk Puhong of Tianyin Temple......"

As the host, Dao Xuan naturally couldn't lose his manners, and after some introduction, he said: "Now, Poor Dao has a few things to ask you, and you have to answer honestly." ”

Zhang Xiaofan's voice was low and said, "Yes, the head of the real person." ”

Glancing at the blood beads, after pondering for a while, Dao Xuan said: "This time in the East China Sea Liubo Mountain, the Dao method you used when you fought with the disciples of the Demon Sect was actually the 'Great Burning Truth' of Tianyin Temple, can there be such a thing?" ”

After being silent for a while, Zhang Xiaofan opened his mouth and said, "Yes." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar in the hall, except for Puhong and Pukong, who were sitting in front, including Fa Xiang's face, whose faces remained unchanged and were silent.

In the Qingyun Gate, the faces of the heads of each vein were quite ugly, and Shui Yue glanced at Zhang Chen and sighed lightly.

Dao Xuan frowned and looked at Puhong Divine Monk.

However, Pu Hong closed his eyes at this time, clasped his hands together, and rubbed the Buddhist beads, as if he had no intention of asking.

Dao Xuan was quite surprised in his heart, and secretly sighed that Pu Hong's heart was like a rock.

The Zhenfang exercises of Tianyin Temple have been stolen, and they can actually sit still.

"Zhang Xiaofan, this bead on it is the Demon Sect's murderous 'Blood Devouring Bead'?"

Looking at the burning stick, Puzhi's words echoed in his ears.

After a long time, Zhang Xiaofan nodded with a pale face.

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