"Good daughter, although you have been in the army recently, you have always heard of something about the rivers and lakes, right?"

"Nope!"

"You are usually curious about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, why don't you ask today?"

"Don't want to ask!"

"Oh, then why have you been absent-minded recently, it's the same on the battlefield today, you're about to scare your father to death, if it weren't for your Uncle Sun stabbing you, you would ...... Ay. Fang Wujiang didn't know what to say, just looked at his daughter quietly.

"It's fine!" Fang Miao'er wiped her spear, unmoved, but her breath became colder and colder, obviously she had something on her mind, and she was in a very bad mood.

And when she is in a bad mood, she wants to kill people, so she has recently killed countless enemies on the battlefield, although it is not as good as the ten thousand enemies, but it is not bad.

"By the way, this "Great Shift of Qiankun" is a copy, you have only practiced to the fourth layer, no one has practiced the fifth Mingjiao so far, and the sixth layer is only accessible to the ancestors, but with your qualifications, you should be able to practice, as for the legendary seventh layer, just think about it......

But remember, don't easily reveal that you have practiced the great shift of the world, although a small number of people in the Ming Sect know about it, but they have also seen the face of the father and never said it.

By the way, don't let it be lost, just burn it after you write it down, and you don't have to return it to me......

Forget it, there's nothing more to say, it's so late, you rest early and leave for your father. The man in a black brocade robe was gone.

"Thank you, Dad!" The sweet voice of the daughter appeared......

The tall man who had already turned around paused, but shook his head and smiled bitterly, he knew that his daughter would disappear into this barracks today.

But who is not a father, he is just this one daughter, he has no mother since he was a child, his father is the leader of the Ming Sect, so he takes him wherever he goes, and his life is either in the church or in the military camp.

Now, when she was supposed to marry, she said that there was no man worthy of her in the world, so she became a Mingjiao saint again, and she had to go to the battlefield on behalf of her father, so how could he bear to be a father?

Fang Wujiang felt that the tent light behind him was dim, looked back, and suddenly muttered: "Isn't it just a Holy Maiden of the Ming Sect, if you don't do it, you won't do it, who in the entire Ming Sect dares to say a word?"

When I reign in the world, if the little monk is promoted, he will quickly marry Miao'er, and then come to my Mingjiao to give birth to a baby.

If I don't give face, I will give you an army to suppress the border, set foot on the Song Mountain, and arrest this little monk! "Fang Wujiang is domineering at this time, after all, among all the rebels now, only the Ming Sect has the greatest power, and there are many masters.

A few days ago, he surrendered another rebel army, and the territory south of the Yellow River, the Mingjiao army accounted for one-third, why didn't he have the courage to say such things?

…………………

Zhao Zimo, who only had one breath left, didn't know that he was about to be arrested, and he had to be a future colt master......

But he knew he was going to die......

The little monk fell into a mysterious and mysterious realm, his head was originally groggy, but now he suddenly sobered up a lot, although he couldn't wake up yet, but he vaguely knew that Zhang Sanfeng would take care of himself again.

And the memories of the past life in this life are also constantly crossing my mind, very fast, but I can see it clearly.

This situation made him can't help but sigh, isn't it a return to the light, and he is really going to hang...... But the system really doesn't care about the life and death of the host, and there has been no movement so far.

Xiao He also understood it completely at this time, the system said to give him two basic plug-ins, that is, two, and there was really nothing else, so he had to rely on himself, not others......

Although he got the system, this system is different from what is described in the novel, helping the host from time to time, and being able to talk for a while, it is completely unresponsive.

But when the martial arts alliance leader meeting was held, Zhao Zimo completely thought that it was foolproof, he thought that with his own might, it was enough for the innate old monsters on the rivers and lakes not to dare to appear.

There is also the ability to deal with some unpredictable crises.

But the white sheep of the Vajra sect ...... Needless to say, the little monk could feel the anger in his heart, as if he had seen the Mongols slaughtering the Han Chinese, and he also had that anger, perhaps even more maddening.

He wanted to vent, and he wanted to do something for the Vajra Sect.

But there are no absolute bad guys and good people in this world, and there is no so-called right and wrong.

Only...... The Tao is different, not conspiring with each other!

With different positions, they can only be enemies, Zhao Zimo understands very well that the enemy is not without parents, not without brothers and sisters, and not because he doesn't know love and hatred, but ...... The enemy is the enemy, and he doesn't want to die, so he has to kill all the way.

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"Junbao, how is the abbot?" Jueyuan was followed by some disciples of the Juezi generation, and as for the masters of the Zizi generation, they were all meditating and chanting, praying for the Buddha to let the abbot of the Buddha's reincarnation come early.

Zhang Sanfeng, who was tired, shook his head and smiled bitterly, he hadn't slept for seven days, and he had to renew his true qi from time to time, otherwise he was afraid that his intermittent breath would suddenly go to the west......

"Uncle Xiao's breath is very unstable, for seven days, he can't eat and drink, and his internal organs don't allow him to do this, but this can't work after all.

If you can't find a way, no matter how strong your little uncle is, you won't be able to hold on for too long, at most for seven days, or even for a month......"

"That'...... So what should I do, there have been a lot of traveling doctors in the rivers and lakes recently, and they even want to come to cheat the silver taels, but I can't memorize them when I study their acupuncture points and meridians, and I hate them so much that I want to break their legs! Jueming looked indignant at this time, this group of guys still dared to come to Shaolin to deceive people, if it weren't for my Buddha's mercy, they would have been beaten to death by people and thrown into the mass grave.

Just when a group of people were quite helpless, a disciple of the Duzi generation suddenly broke in recklessly, attracting everyone to look over, the little bald head swallowed and spitted, and hurriedly said: "Uncles, uncles, grandfathers, grandfathers......"

As soon as he heard this, the corners of Jueming's mouth twitched: "Don't say it, if there's anything important, hurry up!" ”

"Oh, there's a woman outside the door, well, although she's veiled, she's beautiful, and her legs are ......."

"Huh?"

The little bald head who fell into the memories hurriedly wiped his saliva and shook his head and said: "No, no, Amitabha, emptiness is color, color is emptiness, women are all pink skeletons, the female skeleton said that he came to find the abbot's healing ......"

"Ahem, cough, you go and bring that female benefactor......" Jueyuan couldn't help but want to scold, which idiot's apprentice is this?

But before the little monk went out, a figure had already come to the abbot's courtyard flutteringly.

"Amitabha, it turned out to be Fang Nuxia...... Jueyuan looked over, and then saw that her eyes were not on her at all, just looking at the little monk Zimo.

A group of old bald donkey people couldn't help but murmur secretly, is this here to save people, maybe it's for the lover......

Without waiting for Jueyuan to speak again, Fang Miao'er said, "I'll save him, you guys go out!" ”

"What? Let's go out? "Jue Ming couldn't help but come out, even if you are in the innate realm and can heal your wounds, you can't let us out.

"Can't trust me?" Her voice was cold, but she didn't leave, just a little eager.

Jueyuan shook his head: "It's not that I can't trust the female benefactor, it's just healing, we can watch from the sidelines and get out of the way......"

"Take off your clothes to heal your wounds, you can see it too?" Fang Miao'er didn't take off her veil, she didn't know if she was blushing or not, but she wanted to stop talking at this time......

Although she had to take off her clothes, she was also taking off the clothes of a little monk, not her own clothes, but if she let a group of bald donkeys watch her hands and feet on him, then she must have a lot of pressure in her heart......

But the other monks, even with Zhang Sanfeng, didn't think so, in short, they took a deep look at the little monk Zimo with strange eyes, swept the female benefactor, and began to retreat in turn.

Jueyuan sighed deeply: "My Buddha is compassionate, my Buddha is compassionate...... Saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter. ”