As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Feng and Lao Liu's bodies shook obviously, especially Wu Feng, his heart beat wildly in an instant, he himself could hear his heartbeat, inexplicably, tears rolled out, he didn't know if he was hallucinating, or he heard it wrong, as if he was in a fog.

Wu Feng grabbed Master Fan's arm, his lips trembled with excitement, and he stammered, "Big ...... Big...... Guru...... You...... What did you just say? Yes...... Could you please say it again? ”

"What's wrong? The old man said that this kid lying on the ground is not completely dead, and you are deaf? Master Lifan spoke amazingly, and he looked like he didn't care.

Wu Feng grabbed Master Fan's arm tighter, tears fell down in large numbers, and he still asked in disbelief: "Master...... You...... Is what you're saying true? Is my brother really not dead? ”

"If you're not dead, you're not dead, do you want to crush the old man's arm?" Master Fan grinned at being pinched by Wu Feng, and suddenly, with a bit of luck, a stream of true qi rushed to the arm that Wu Feng pinched, and directly flew Wu Feng out.

"Master, why can't you die, you should explain to us elm pimples, old man, please." Old Liu Tou was also very excited, and couldn't help but look at Master Fan again and again.

"It's okay to explain, but in the future, the old man will still drink his daughter's red, and the best daughter's red!" Master Ran glanced at Old Liu Tou and threatened.

"Oh, master, don't talk about your daughter Hong, you can just drink the old man's blood, you can say it quickly." Old Liu Tou urged.

"Lao Wei doesn't drink your blood, you are so old, and the blood is not good to drink, Lao Gao wants his daughter to be red, several jars, at least seven altars! No, eight jars! Master Lifan made a gesture of "eight", and the lion opened his mouth.

"Sensei said eight jars, you just let the old man fill the Dakong Temple with wine, your old man should hurry up."

"Really? Are you telling the truth? Can you really fill the Big Sky Temple with your daughter red? "At the mention of wine, Master Lifan's eyes were full of essence, and Harazi almost flowed out.

At this time, Master Huikong on the side was not happy, he coughed dryly twice, and reminded: "Uncle, we are the holy land of Buddhism, your old man can just drink a little by himself, and the Dakong Temple will be full, and you will not let me, the abbot, live?" ”

Master Zhiran touched his head with interest, shook his head and sighed for a while, and muttered to himself: "It's a pity that there are so many good wines, forget it, just eight jars, this is what you said, you can't go back, Ming'er will send Lao Wei to the hanging cliff." ”

"The old man's words naturally count, if you don't bring you the wine tomorrow, how about you make wine with the old man's old bones?" Lao Liu said cruelly.

"Forget it, see if you still have some sincerity, the old man will tell you, the two demon foxes respectively pinned a wisp of remnant soul on the inner dan, in fact, it saved the young man's life, presumably you also know, once the inner dan is swallowed, the inner dan will be integrated with the host, the same root and the same fate, the same is true of the remnant souls of the two demon foxes, they hooked his three souls and seven souls respectively at the moment when the young man was about to breathe, and sealed the young man's body, because if the young man's soul is scattered, The remnants of those two demon foxes will also disappear, so can you understand......"