Two monks, tall and big!

Dressed in a purple and gold robe, one person holds a Zen staff, and one person holds a bowl, King Kong is angry, and he has the momentum of a god descending to earth.

"Mage, you're finally here! it's ...... them"

At this moment, everyone finally waited for the backbone of the main heart, and swarmed up, surrounding the two monks in the center.

"Amitabha! Don't worry, the poor monks and brothers will definitely do their best to help everyone! Please leave quickly, so as not to hurt you when you make a big move!" The monk holding the Zen staff has a pleasant face, which makes people feel close.

"Yes, everyone disperse quickly, and everyone should go back to their respective homes!" the county magistrate beckoned the group to leave.

However, at this time, the people only consciously gave way to a passage and did not disperse.

"We want to see these demons subdued by the two masters!"

"Master! that crouching boy with black gas on his body is the leader of their group! We must spare him for a while! We will find out from him where all the young men who disappeared from the town have gone!"

"That's right! The two masters, our sons, and grandsons, most of them are gone! We must ask the truth from their mouths in a moment! Even if we use torture, we will not hesitate to do so!"

......

Everyone is like a flock of noisy crows, croaking non-stop.

The Zen staff monk always maintained a kind smile, the bowl monk glared angrily, his brows were tightly locked, and since he landed, his eyes did not leave the young man who was squatting on the ground with black demonic energy.

"I don't know which treasure temple the two masters are practicing?" Although Qing Yuran couldn't see, it didn't affect his heart and eyes, "In the head of the Sword Mountain in Xiaqingcheng, Qing Yuran!"

"Amitabha! Treasure temple dare not be, poor monk Jueyuan, studied under the abbot of Da Lei Yin Huijue, and is currently the abbot of Qinghua Temple! This is my junior brother, the Dharma name Juekong!"

I only heard him continue: "I didn't expect it to be a fellow Daoist of Qingcheng Sword Mountain, it is rumored that the four Gu Sword Formation of Qingcheng Sword Mountain is quite wonderful, and it needs to be performed by four people at the same time, and it is rumored that the four of them will never be separated......" Speaking of this, Jue Yuan couldn't help but pause, and a golden light faintly flashed in his charitable eyes, "Since Daoyou is the head of Qingcheng, I don't know where the other three senior brothers are?" The nine rings hanging on the Zen staff emitted the sound of tin, and the light loomed.

Qing Yuran didn't expect Jueyuan to ask such a question, his expression did not change, and he said, "I have no comment!"

"Amitabha, since the Taoist is the head of Qingcheng Sword Mountain, why didn't he protect the safety of the disciples of Qingcheng Sword Gate when Qingcheng Sword Gate was in danger, but stayed here?" Although Monk Jueyuan only moved his tongue, he had already caused a monstrous wave in Qing Yuran's heart.

"Master, if you don't have to say anything, it's not just a matter of just saying it!" Qing Yuran's heart was incredulous, his mouth was full of doubts, and then he thought of some kind of information that the Sigu Sword had conveyed to him, and the information that made his mind uneasy.

"Monks don't speak!" Monk Jueyuan's tone was flat, but convincing.

"You go!" Jiang Renbao's voice came from behind and reached Qing Yuran's ears.

"However, the young master ......" Qing Yuran finally found the master who fled to the Kongsang Continent, and now seeing that the young master is about to fall into a misunderstanding, how can he just leave.

"Don't worry! I'm still with the old cat!" the old cat standing on Qing Yuran's shoulder said, "You better go back and take a look, if what the monk said is true, your sin as the head of the house will be great!"

Since Jiang Renbao and the old cat have said so, Qing Yuran is no longer hypocritical, "The old slave will deal with the matter of the mountain gate as soon as possible, and he will go to the young master's house to meet the master when the time comes!"

Then, Qing Yuran came to the opposite side of Jueyuan again, and said: "That's the young master of my family, and he is definitely not a person from the Demon Gate!

"Amitabha! Qingdao Chief don't worry, if the young master of your family is not the mastermind, the poor monk will definitely not touch him!"

"Farewell!"

An emerald green sword light instantly pierced the sky, turning into a divine rainbow and heading straight for the Qingcheng Sword Mountain, which was located in the southwest of the Kongsang Continent.

......

"Master, how can you let him go so easily! Maybe he will take this opportunity to find a helper, and when the time comes, they will be outnumbered, how can you two be their opponents! At that time, not only will our revenge not be avenged, maybe even our lives will be taken together!" Some people have begun to question Master Jueyuan's decision.

"Master, isn't it the purpose of you Buddhists to subdue demons and eliminate demons? Now that they are in front of you, shouldn't you go up and capture them directly? Why are you still rambling on some useless nonsense!" The other woman did not understand what the monks were doing, and began to feel dissatisfied with them.

"Shut up for me!" The county commander is naturally full of confidence in the master he has worked so hard to find. However, he didn't expect that some of the people in this group would dare to question the master's approach. At that moment, he was angry, and he couldn't help but roar, and continued: "The two masters are holy monks! Who in these ten miles and eight towns doesn't know their names, how can you women openly question the rights and wrongs of the holy monks!"

"County Order, if you don't let us question it, then we won't question it! However, he did arrest it! Could it be that the two holy monks felt that their cultivation was no match for that little cub and that demon cat, so they didn't dare to make a move?"

"Noise!"

A muffled sound, like thunder, resounded in the ears of everyone present and went straight to the depths of their brains.

For a while, there was silence, only breathing!

Juekong, who looked angry from beginning to end, glanced at the onlookers with angry eyes, and then snorted coldly and said, "Senior brother, I'm going to capture that guy!"

Jueyuan didn't speak, his eyes were slightly closed, his lips moved, and he gave Juekong a word in a trance, and no one could hear what they said, including the black cat that had been watching them.

Although the old cat didn't hear it, in Juekong's reaction later, he saw that the other party looked at Jiang Xiaoyu who was standing next to Jiang Renbao intentionally or unintentionally.

"We're not bad guys!" Jiang Xiaoyu, who had not spoken, shouted at this time, and it was extremely loud in this unusually quiet environment, "My brother is helping this person heal, why don't you believe it?"

At this moment, Jiang Renbao, who was squatting there, finally stood up, only to see the demonic energy outside his body slowly disappear, then turned around, looked at the two monks, stretched out his right hand, and asked the two, "Do you two know what is happening at this time?"

Jueyuan and Juekong naturally don't know, and it's impossible for the people around them to know.

All they knew was that it was a long snake-shaped rope that looked like a snake but had no snake head, and its bent body was trying to wrap itself around the young man's arm.

"It's called a lifeline!"

The young man's palm once again erupted with purple gas, like a raging fire, burning the hemp rope and sizzling.