Entered, a middle-aged man, wearing a pair of round, rimless gold-framed glasses, a plaid shirt, two stitches on black trousers pressed straight, hair combed neatly, and leather shoes polished.

"Fourth uncle, help me...... Help me ......", the talisman seal was destroyed, the soul body was damaged, the body was devoured, and the talisman divine sense was not spared, Feng Qingli, who was lying on the ground, had blood at the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't finish a sentence.

"Qingli, your vitality is very damaged, don't talk yet, the fourth uncle will seek justice for you. The man in the plaid shirt gently held up Feng Qingli on the ground and glanced at his injuries. Suddenly, grief and indignation filled him.

"Come on, clear the temple. In the midst of the cries, the staff of the two temples hurriedly ran out and began to drive away the tourists.

"Fourth Uncle Feng, I am Pan Xiaoling, Pan Desheng's granddaughter, you should have heard of me. Can I take a look at Feng Qingli's situation?" Pan Xiaoling reported home, after all, Feng Qingli called her, and she usually treats herself well, but now she is injured and falls to the ground for some reason, she can't help but come forward to care, although she has no idea what happened.

"Miss Pan, this is my Feng family's family matter, you go out with them first, and when it's over, I'll talk to you in detail. "Fourth Uncle Feng" naturally knew Pan Xiaoling, and when he came to Zongmiao this time, he originally received a notice from his nephew to come over to help the "eldest daughter-in-law" of the Feng family's future big house.

"This ...... All right. Pan Xiaoling was also very helpless, the other party said so, and she had no reason to stay. I couldn't help but glance at Ling Lang worriedly. There shouldn't be any major incidents, right? Miss Pan, who grew up in a greenhouse under the careful care of her elders since she was a child, knows that people's hearts are complex and the world is dirty and dark?

When the temple gate was closed, there were only three people left in the four halls of the entire Xian Tai Temple. One standing, one half-squatting, and one lying.

"The master there, actually in my Feng Clan's temple, hurt people? Could it be that he deceived me Feng Clan no one?"

Just now, the soul and body were fighting, Ling Lang's spiritual eyes had been opened, and at this time, Ling Lang felt that the incense in the temple was curling, and there was a cyan literary aura, which spread all over the entire hall, and the aura was dense. Looking at the "Fourth Uncle Feng" in front of him again, a layer of cyan halo lingered all over his body, more than three feet away from his body, and it was also mixed with the pale white luck that Guan Gong's holy soul had said. Just like that, if you weigh it casually, it is no worse than the coercive momentum that Xu Fuzi caused to himself when he was outside the soul body that day.

"I'm just a student from out of town, today I came to visit Xian Tai Temple, to pay tribute to the achievements of my predecessors, as soon as this uncle came in, but he gave me such a hat, and let me start from there?" But at this moment, I sighed helplessly in my heart, how could I go there by myself, without wind and waves, and be in trouble? But when I encountered such a strange person and thing, what could I say except to think that I was unlucky?

"I don't care who you are, where you come from, what are you doing here, you hurt my Feng family, I, Feng Zijian, can only take you down, and then hand it over to the top to deal with, you'd better not try to resist, otherwise ......" The threat was undisguised, not giving people the possibility of refutation at all, and directly determined the nature.

Seeing that he couldn't tell clearly, Ling Lang didn't want to make trouble, so he had to run towards the gate.

Ling Lang's physical fitness is good, his reflexes are quick, and his movements are dexterous, but how can he be the opponent of a person who is already in the Three Realms of Soul and Body? It's just that Ling Lang's agility and swiftness are indeed beyond Feng Zijian's expectations.

"Huh, ......", he sighed lightly, but he didn't think too much, three steps made two steps, and he came behind Ling Lang at once, his left hand put on Ling Lang's right shoulder, and his right hand grabbed Ling Lang's wrist, just wanted to use the grappling technique to leave Ling Lang, and by the way, he unloaded his shoulder, which was the best.

was grabbed by the wrist of the person with the soul body, and the soul instinctively jumped out on its own. At this time, Feng Zijian was finally shocked in his heart, the soul body invaded the body, it was not the same idle, Feng Zijian didn't want to think about it, and immediately controlled the soul body and got up to greet him.

"Where is the demon, dare to come here to make trouble?" Before the "people" arrived, the voice rose first.

I saw that in the soul space, the peach blossoms were scorching, and the cherry blossoms were in the middle of each other, and a civil official wearing a black gauze hat came out. Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, eight-character beard, scribe mustache, wearing a four-grade dark crimson official uniform, the official uniform has a cloud goose flight map, the wide sleeves have more Yunxiang rune patterns, wearing eleven gold belts, a good pair of handsome and virtuous, graceful and suave style.

It's just that this "person" does not hold an elephant wat in his hand, but hangs a "slang skin drum" around his waist, the drum surface is as big as the mouth of a bowl, engraved with strange ancestral dark lines, and red silk is tied together.

"Bao Zugong, help me. "Feng Zijian actually cultivated not his own soul, but the contract soul.

"Knock ......", the civil official was silent. The slang drums on the waist sound without mallets, and in the sound of the drums, the peach blossoms are fluttering, the plants and trees are fragrant, and the mist is steaming.

"Peach Blossom Miasma, Guan Someone just slept for a while, but what kind of jumping clown came out, hum......"

The cold sound rose again, but this time it was not the cold light, but only to see a towering ancient tree, rising from the ground, pavilions such as covers, repairing fences, high not to see its top, the circumference and width can not be measured. The ancient tree is green, the ancient sigh is ancient, and the green sighs its potential.

The ancient trees cross the sky, there are green trees in the east, and the dragon coils on them, winding for tens of thousands of miles. For a while, I saw that the peach blossoms below had fallen, withered like ashes, the grass and trees withered, and the slang drums stopped. The red silk is broken, and the drum surface is broken. The face of the scribe of the hanging drum was like the color of earth, and the face of the original full moon was wrinkled in an instant, and the old man's spots were fully revealed, and the spots were like ink. It was as if all the vitality was drained of life, and he was hanging for a long time.

With a soft sound of "bang", the side of the enshrinement in the side hall was hollowed out of camphor wood, and the cracks were all over the place, turning into many small pieces, and falling to the ground. A thousand-year-old antiquity, once shattered.

"Be merciful...... men" A crisp and majestic voice with a hint of panic sounded out of thin air.

"I don't know where the great power is here today, the Feng family is offended, and they are magnanimous and merciful. "A heroic and heroic woman appeared between the two souls of Wenguan and Ling Lang.

I saw this woman, who was clearly strong and tall, but wearing a narrow sleeved long skirt, and she looked slim and jade. The skirt is long and can be dragged to the ground. The skirt is embroidered with many patterns, which are colorful and extraordinary. As the old saying goes, "The Qingming Festival is nearly a thousand mountains green, and the waist of a light lady is like a bundle", bodybuilding and beautiful, these two words are used on the woman in front of her at the same time, and they are not abrupt at all.

"Are you Xian Ying?" cold and lonely Gao Jie, Guan Gong's holy soul came out, his face was like a heavy jujube, red phoenix eyes, lying silkworm eyebrows, floating three strands of beautiful hair, green robe and gold armor, standing according to the sword.

"This ...... Dare to ask if it's a saint?" Mrs. Xian hurriedly bowed down and asked in surprise.

"It's Guan someone, how?" Guan Gong Holy Soul, although he did not carry the Qinglong Knife, let alone the Red Rabbit by his side, but his left hand pressed the sword on his waist, his hand was beautiful, his momentum was undiminished, and his majesty was grand.

"I don't know if it's the Holy Cross coming, my husband and the foolish grandson are reckless, offending the Holy Might, the crime deserves death, and I hope that the Holy Emperor Guan will read it on the face of the despicable woman, and forgive one or two. "Mrs. Xian was patrolling the Niangniang Temple in Shandou Village today, and suddenly sensed that her grandson's soul was extinguished, and then she noticed the manifestation of her husband Feng Bao's soul, and on a whim, she was shocked that something was wrong. In a hurry, I didn't have time to distinguish carefully, I saw that Ling Lang's soul body Baohua on the opposite side was restrained, condensed into reality, I don't know what means were used, even my husband was defeated, and it was almost supported by the last trace of spiritual thought.

At first glance, she was also very sad and angry, but after all, Mrs. Xian was worthy of a generation of heroines, and she did not ask about it as soon as she came up, but cautiously inquired about Ling Lang's identity. Unexpectedly, it provoked the soul of Guan Shengdi.

"Your Feng family has been stationed here for 1,500 years for generations, and the branches are luxuriant, the wealthy are magnificent, and the arrogance is rampant, and that's it. Erfujun, shot the peach blossom miasma bad people's souls, and the slang drums were charming, not the actions of the righteous people, not thinking of Er's meritorious deeds, how could he still exist at this time? For a woman who loves women, loses his mind, speaks evilly, slanders people's reputation, and insults people's behavior, I punish him for sealing his six senses, and his sanity is gone, if he is a six-year-old child in the future, do you have an opinion?" Guan Gong's holy soul was wide open, and there was a green dragon probing claw on the top of his head, and he was not angry and arrogant. He has been upright all his life, and he can't look down on dirty villains the most.

"The contemptible woman admits punishment, and the lesson of the Holy Monarch is that this matter is over, since he should be the head of the Feng family, rectify the Feng family's style, and if he does this again in the future, he will be severely punished and expelled from the sect. "If it's just Ling Lang's soul body, Mrs. Xian is confident that she can still suppress it, but standing in front of her is the true soul of Guan Sheng Emperor who is "Guan Gong's temples are all over the world, and incense is burned everywhere in the five continents", even if it is not the main soul, she still has the slightest heart to fight?

"Hmph, it's okay if you admit it, it's not easy to miss you, I'll give you a favor. I don't know about what happened here today, but you know it?"

"The contemptible woman understands, and asks the Holy Monarch to be magnanimous. Mrs. Xian glanced at Ling Lang's soul body and hurriedly agreed.

"Collect the ......" is like a dragon's groan. The towering tree suddenly shrank sharply, and was about to turn into Guan Gong's holy soul.

The sound of "Kun ......" filled the heavens and the earth, and a stream of Aoki Xuanqi broke away from the ancient tree and got into the nose of Feng Baowen's official soul.

Kun, Shunya. It is a good day, and all things are born. Suddenly, Feng Bao's soul body returned to anger, and his face was like a crown of jade, a little younger than before. It seems that Guan Gong not only returned the soul spirit he had ingested before, but also shared a trace of his own essence essence. What a great virtue is this?

"Thank you Emperor Guan Shengjun for your generous gift. The couple hurriedly bowed down at the same time.

"Hmph, I'm going to ......" is really domineering, and it is extremely chic.

When Ling Lang saw Guan Gong's holy soul returning to his body, he didn't dare to linger longer, so he hurriedly controlled his soul body, returned to his physical body, closed his body in a bowing form, and pushed the door to leave.