"You don't know this, when Brother Liu was forcibly attracting the thunder, the turtle spirit of the Xuanwu elder happened to leak under the thunder, and there was a branch of the heavenly thunder, which happened to hit the turtle spirit, the turtle spirit of the Xuanwu elder and he was one soul, the turtle spirit was hit hard, and the Xuanwu elder was also seriously injured, Wu Feng and the little ghost baby were reluctantly killed, and finally Wu Feng was seriously injured and almost died, fortunately, even if the masters of Lingyan Temple and Xingguo Temple arrived, dozens of senior monks worked together, Only then did he subdue the little ghost baby and return Wu Feng to Xingguo Temple. ”

Seeing Wu Feng's slight hesitation, Ghost Doctor Xue saw that he had something unspeakable, so he hurriedly played a round for him.

Wu Feng raised his head and glanced at Ghost Doctor Xue gratefully, but Ghost Doctor Xue just pretended not to see it and continued to talk to Daoist Qingfeng about what happened that night.

"Amitabha...... This matter is getting more and more troublesome, a masked old Taoist such a strong opponent doesn't even know who it is, Wu Feng's little donor immediately killed an elder of the White Lotus Sect, which is a big tie with the White Lotus Sect, the White Lotus Sect will definitely not give up, it seems that Wu Feng's little donor will not have a good time in the future, think that the White Lotus Sect is all over the Central Plains, there are many masters in the sect, and the sect members are even hundreds of thousands, offending them, that is, offending the plague god, how can this be good? Master Huikong shook his head again and again, worried for Wu Feng.

"What is there to be afraid of in his White Lotus Sect? Our Central Plains Daomen is not easy to mess with, there is Maoshan to support the disciples under the door, who dares to make a mistake in the world? A neutral voice came from afar, and everyone was shocked. From so far away, the voice sounded so clear, as if it were in my ears.

When Qingfeng Dao Chang heard this voice, his mouth opened even more in surprise, and his eyes immediately looked in the direction of the main hall of the Great Empty Temple.

After a short time, several Taoist leaders came along the cobblestone path, led by Xuankong Zhenren and the other two Maoshan masters of the Xuanzi generation, followed by Qingyun and Qingxuanshi brothers.

"Breeze boy, do you still know Poor Dao? I haven't seen you for almost 20 years, and you kid has never set foot in Maoshan for half a step, have you even forgotten your uncle and master? Xuankong Zhenren smiled and looked at the Qingfeng Dao Leader with a shocked face, although he looked at it slowly, in fact, his feet were extremely fast, and with a flash of effort, he was still ten steps away from the Qingfeng Dao Chang and the others.

"Senior Brother Qingfeng, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you so haggard? I almost don't recognize you, brother. Qingyun Dao Chang said with a smile on his face.

After being stunned for a long time, Qingfeng Dao Chang came to his senses, and he was even more excited, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and beckoned Wu Fengdao: "Feng'er, kneel down quickly, and kowtow to your uncles and uncles in Maoshan." ”

Wu Feng also knelt on the ground immediately, and Qingfeng Dao Chief said respectfully and fearfully: "Disciple Qingfeng, meet your uncles, the disciple has kowtowed to you!" ”

After saying that, Qingfeng Dao Chang fell to the ground with his hands and kowtowed to Xuankong Zhenren and the others a few times.

"Boy, it turns out that you still know me as an uncle, so why haven't you visited Maoshan for almost twenty years? Your master thinks that all the hair you want is about to fall out. Xuankong Zhenren said with a smile, but there was a hint of relief in his eyes.