For being obviously higher than the realm of the four, but deliberately hiding and suddenly releasing momentum to sneak attack to win, the fire qilin did not feel the slightest shame.

After all, what's wrong with the sneak attack? What's wrong with the high realm?

The other party is still four people!

To bully more and less, or four hundred-year-old people bullying him a three-year-old baby, why can't he sneak attack?

In these years, all those who are the front are dead, and those who do not die are all kinds of cripples, and only those who know how to survive can live longer.

Huo Qilin said that he definitely didn't choose to sneak attack to win because he was afraid of pain.

Well, absolutely.

In the bedroom, leaning back on his tiger skin chair, while eating the newly made durian-flavored ice cream, the fire unicorn argues in his heart about the fact that he is not cowardly at all.

On the other side, in another stone room, nearly a thousand martial arts masters ushered in new partners, four Jindan masters, and ...... A group of 'martial arts masters' who are called watching the excitement, but are actually ready to take advantage of the opportunity.

How could the Fire Qilin, which is determined to carry forward the one-stop industry of robbery, kidnapping, and human trafficking, only capture the four golden pills?

Others, no matter how small the brain is afraid of mosquitoes, it is also a piece of meat!

In the stone room, the colorless Zen master saw his patriarch Kong Ze Dao Chang, and the Shaolin patriarch Kong Ze also saw his own junior disciples colorless.

The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be a thousand words in their eyes, but in the end, they turned into a helpless sigh.

At this time, silence is better than sound.

The Lingsha Fairy of the Tianshan Mountains is no longer the previous Ice Muscle Snow Bone Fairy, and she has been imprisoned with a true element, and her body is still stained with dust at this time, how embarrassed and embarrassed she is.

Without even looking at his junior disciples, the Lingsha Fairy had a black face and stood beside the Ermu Daoist without saying a word.

Although he was imprisoned in his cultivation, the aura of idlers not approaching his body still made everyone present subconsciously look away and dare not look at him.

And the junior disciple of her family, Seven Killing Star Monarch, quietly shrank into a corner the moment he saw his aunt, and consciously became a ball.

On the contrary, it was the two-eyed Taoist leader, a pair of shabby Taoist robes covered with oil stains and dust, lining the old Taoist priest like a wandering magician.

Looking at his apprentice Xuanyong, the corners of the old Taoist's mouth twitched for a long time, and finally turned into a helpless sigh.

"Alas, the skills are not as good as the people, and the face is dull!"

The four great grandmasters, when facing their own parents, three were speechless.

Only the Taier Daoist of Wudang Mountain looked at the Kongze Daoist of Shaolin, and then looked at the Taicang Zhenren of his own family.

"Disciple Taier, I have seen the ancestor, I have seen the ancestor of the Kongze master!"

After listening to Tai Erdao's words, without waiting for Daoist Kongze to respond, Taicang Zhenren's face stiffened slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched visibly.

"Too ...... Tai Er? ”

"Back to Shizu, the disciple is your grandson who has not seen him for sixty years...... Apprentice grandson, Tai Er. ”

This answer made the corners of Taicang Zhenren's mouth twitch even more violently.

"Tai Er? The name...... Which stupid fork gave you the name? ”

These words stunned Tai Erdao Chang for a moment.

"Isn't this name the first time that the ancestor heard the news of the birth of his apprentice grandson and sent someone to send a letter to his apprentice?"

Taicang real person: "......" MMP, Lao Tzu is Taiyi! It's Taiyi!

Which turtle bastard can see a good 'B' character as a 'two' character?

At the beginning, I deliberately didn't use the wild grass I was best at, and used regular script instead!

This..... Can you read it wrong?

"Master?"

"Huh? Oh, it's fine. ”

Awakened to consciousness by the voice of his junior, Taicang Zhenren showed a kind smile on his face.

"Did your father tell you any story that happened when you were named Tai Er?"

Hearing this, Tai Erdao was stunned again.

Tale?

What else can you tell the story, isn't this name given by you, Master?

Could it be ......

As if thinking of something, Tai Erdao's face showed a look of piety and reverence.

"Back to Shizu, my father once said that the name of your disciple was given by you sending someone to pass on the letter thousands of miles away, and at the same time, my father praised his disciple more than once, saying that Master, your cursive writing is becoming more and more outstanding.

If he hadn't seen you so often, he wouldn't have recognized him! ”

Taicang Zhenren: "......." MMP, that little Wang Badan, I didn't recognize it in the first place!

It's just that you can't say this in front of your grandchildren..... Say it in front of the disciples and grandchildren, otherwise, will they, the masters and fathers, still have no face?

"Hmmm! Tai Er Hao, Tai Er Hao, the master gave you this name, which is to place high hopes on you.

The patriarch hopes that you can become my second in Taicang, and even surpass my ancestor! ”

Saying this, with a kind smile on his face, Taicang Zhenren couldn't help but scold his mother in his heart.

Damn, the descendants of those bastards on Wudang Mountain asked the old ancestor to come to save people, but he didn't tell the old ancestor that my grandson's name was Taier, which caused the old ancestor to almost lose people, and he must clean up those bastards when he goes back.

Thinking so in his heart, he forgot that after hearing that his apprentice grandson was kidnapped by the Fire Qilin, he didn't even let people say the second sentence, and directly broke through the pass and went to the golden top.

Then, without even giving others a chance to say a word, he directly flew away from Wudang Mountain with a pulling image that pretended to be forced to almost attract thunder.

Many juniors in Wudang are innocently lying down!

Listening to the words of his own ancestor, Taier's heart was full of emotion, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

This is the first time that his eyes have turned red since Emei Killing Master Taiyuan passed away fifteen years ago.

Only, at this moment, an untimely sneer rang out.

"Whew! Tai Er? Taicang second? Will someone in the world give such a stupid name to the younger generation?

I see, the name you gave to my little grandson at the beginning, I'm afraid it wasn't called Taiyi, right? ”

Crit!

One hit kills!

The expression on Taier's face stiffened slightly, and Taicang turned his head instantly, glaring at Shaolin's Kongze Daoist with an angry face.

"Kong Ze little bald donkey, you are allowed to give yourself the name of Kong Ze Dao who is not a monk or a monk, and you are not allowed to name your juniors Tai Er?

Tell you, the poor road says that two is not one, saying that it is too two is too two, too yi? Inexistent! ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Taierdao with some weakness, and Taicang Zhenren's face was stubble.

"Little bald donkey, don't think that if you go to Shaolin and remove your bald head, the poor road will not be able to clean you up.

If you dare to slander the reputation of Poor Dao, Poor Dao doesn't mind reminding you of the fear of being dominated by Poor Dao's iron fist on Wudang Mountain. ”

"Ami...... Fuck Amitabha! ”

Listening to Taicang's words, the little monk Kongze also showed anger on his face.

"Immeasurable damn Tianzun, Taicang old miscellaneous hair, since you mentioned this matter, the poor monk will settle accounts with you.

Don't forget, if it weren't for you, the poor monk was my Taoist priest in Wudang, and he married a few wives beautifully, and now he would have been full of children and grandchildren, how could he have been caught by the old bald donkey with a bag on his head and shaved his head in Shaolin! ”

Rubbing his shiny bald head, the little monk seemed to have forgotten the fear of being dominated by someone's iron fists on Wudang Mountain more than a hundred years ago.

The so-called angry hair rushed to the crown, although there was no hair, but the little monk still gritted his teeth and looked like he was going to fight.

"What? Want to fight? Come on, just let you taste the newly practiced thunder mantra of the poor path. Five thunderbolts. ”

"Come on, who shoots whom, the poor monk has just recently practiced the old bald donkey's one-style divine palm. The Buddha is also angry, just because there is no place for fire! ”

"Come on, come on, who's afraid of whom!"

"You're coming, you're coming to be a grandson!"

Two hundred-year-old 'young people' started an endless quarrel in front of everyone.

In the end, the quarrel evolved from moving the mouth to doing it, and from the literary fight to the martial arts.

Of course, as for what kind of divine palm and what kind of thunder spell, it is naturally impossible to cast it.

A monk who was sealed with a true yuan and a body stronger than ordinary people launched a full martial arts of fists to the flesh.

And beside him, Tai Erdao's face was stiff, and the colorless Zen master looked confused.

Turning their heads, the two subconsciously glanced at each other.

"Humph!"

Then, he snorted in unison and turned his head to the side in tacit understanding.

Its tacit understanding is no less than the two Jindan bigwigs who kicked me and punched me and I kicked you.

ps: Fire Kirin + Shaolin Wudang Foursome: Festival or something, how much is it worth? Can you exchange a few recommendations and tips for you?