[Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. Facing Yuan Wenyao's questioning and Chen Junjie's unkind eyes, Fu Rensong turned around expressionlessly and made a gesture of please.

Chen Junjie was puzzled, and said in his heart: This thing looks fierce and vicious, why don't you let it go without letting a fart.

Yuan Wenyao transmitted a message to Chen Junjie, "Furensong is no better than Hu Han, he is a reckless man." It seems that he was commanded to meet us. And I must have been told again and again before I came. ”

Chen Junjie nodded slightly knowingly, pulling Yuan Wenyao to deliberately slow down.

Fu Rensong really doesn't seem to understand the world, and the two of them lead the way in front. The whole time, he didn't say a word like a dumb man. In Chen Junjie's words, he didn't even let out a fart.

Chen Junjie deliberately pulled Yuan Wenyao to slow down, but Fu Rensong kept the original speed and climbed the steps. After passing through a sloping bamboo forest, the pair pulled a long distance.

Yuan Wenyao said softly: "The two lay disciples of Xiguang Temple have returned. Looks like they've been on guard. Could it be that the news of our coming here has been revealed? ”

Chen Junjie smiled meaningfully, "What if you have precautions?"

Yuan Wenyao glanced at Chen Junjie in slight surprise, and then giggled.

The two are like a little couple who are playing in the mountains and rivers, and they are not in a hurry to go up the mountain. Instead, I looked east and west, which really delayed a lot of time.

However, when the road is exhausted, even the highest mountain will reach the top.

When the two of them came to the bluestone square of nearly 1,000 square meters in front of the gate of Xiguang Temple, many people gathered, divided into seven or eight camps, sitting or standing.

The gatehouse of the ancient servant of about three zhang high is built of red stone and green tiles, and the lintel is written with three ancient seal characters of "Xiguang character".

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and the font is simple and generous.

From a distance, it makes people feel the urge to bow and worship. If your heart is not good, I am afraid that your legs will be weak and you will suddenly kneel on the ground.

Chen Junjie stared at the three big words "Xiguang Temple" and smiled disdainfully, "Pediatrics, a small formation that captures people's hearts." The Buddha is in the heart, not in the outward appearance to bluff people. ”

Yuan Wenyao nodded thoughtfully, took Chen Junjie's arm in a charming manner, and walked straight to the gatehouse. As for the monks of all sects sitting in the bluestone square, she didn't take a straight look.

Chen Junjie had a confident smile on his face, but his eyes were looking at everyone from east to west. He didn't know almost all of them. But their costumes struck him to the eye.

Yuan Wenyao said, "The ten major forces of the Heavenly Realm have come to seven factions. There are also some small sects that are not in the stream. ”

Chen Junjie only knows five of the ten major forces in the heavenly realm, and they are: Heavenly Emperor Palace, Empress Palace, Taiyi Faction, Xiguang Temple and Linlang Pavilion.

So, he asked curiously: "What are the sects of six, seven, and ten?"

"Holy Hand Sect, Fuquan Sect, Heavenly Weapon Sect, Danling Sect, and Imperial Spirit Valley. Although these five major forces ranked low among the ten major forces in the Heavenly Realm, they should not be underestimated. Yuan Wenyao replied.

Subsequently, she passed on some information about the five major factions to Chen Junjie.

The Holy Hand teaches the Tao with medicine. The disciples in the door are all masters of medical Taoism, they take saving lives and helping the injured as their own responsibility, and their reputation in the rivers and lakes is very good and very loud. Although this faction ranks sixth among the top ten factions, its status in the rivers and lakes is almost as famous as the Empress's Palace.

The so-called status of the rivers and lakes does not represent the comprehensive strength of the sect, but refers to the fame in the rivers and lakes. Although the strength of the Empress Palace ranks second among the ten major sects, Gong Chenchang treats himself with high and arrogant and does not associate with other sects. Therefore, the status of the rivers and lakes is not as loud as the comprehensive strength.

Walking by the river, how can there be anyone who does not get his feet wet. Since the Holy Hand Sect is proficient in medicine, it must have made countless friends from various sects. The status of the rivers and lakes is higher than the strength, so it is naturally not difficult to understand.

Regarding the Holy Hand Sect, Chen Junjie nodded secretly in his heart.

Fight the world with your fists. The disciples in the door are all practicing the iron arm and bronze fist. When they fight with others, they never use magic weapons. It's not that they don't have magic weapons, but their fists and arms are magic weapons.

This has some similarities with Chen Junjie. They all use the physical body as a magic weapon to practice. It's just that Chen Junjie only practiced his whole body, while the disciples of the Fuquan Sect only practiced his fists and arms.

It can be regarded as a specialty. Chen Junjie couldn't help but look at the people in the Fuquan Gate, and some of their arms and fists had reached the level of strength at the level of a god-level nine-rank magic weapon. He couldn't help but secretly admire. The strength of his current body is the magic weapon level of the sixth rank of the god rank.

As for who is stronger or weaker, Chen Junjie will smile, hehe.

The eighth-ranked Heavenly Weapon Sect is famous in the Heavenly Realm for its way of cultivating weapons. The disciples in the sect are all masters of martial arts. Chen Junjie didn't even glance at them.

The ninth-ranked Danling Sect is famous in the Heavenly Realm for its way of cultivating weapons. Chen Junjie just snorted coldly, too lazy to pay attention to them.

In terms of refining tools and alchemy, who in the heavenly realm can compare with him?

As for the old Yuling Valley, it aroused Chen Junjie's strong interest. Not only because the owner of the "Royal Spirit Valley" is a beautiful flower girl who is headed by the owner, but also because the spirit control technique of the Royal Spirit Valley can be described as miraculous.

The so-called Imperial Spirit is the ability to control various spiritual animals to assist in combat.

It is said that the founding patriarch of the Royal Spirit Valley can even control the divine dragon and fire phoenix. Not only that, but some spiritual plants they can also control. For example: plants with animal habits such as man-eating flowers.

The "Pill Chapter" was put on the bookshelf and recorded that there were indeed plants like man-eating flowers in the heavenly realm. Man-eating plants are the main materials for refining the Ascension Pill, and although Chen Junjie has experience, he has never had the opportunity to see it.

The man-eating flower is almost a legendary medicinal herb. It belongs to the existence that can be met and cannot be found. There are also records of cannibal flowers on Earth, but they have not been confirmed with certainty.

Between Chen Junjie frowning or nodding, the two of them had already walked to the tall gatehouse in full view of everyone.

Just as Yuan Wenyao was striding and wanted to walk in, suddenly a white-bearded old monk flashed in with the Buddha's name and stopped in front of the door: "Amitabha, please stay in front of the benefactor." ”

Yuan Wenyao frowned, and asked coldly: "Old bald head, do you dare to stop the old lady, don't you want to live?"

The last word "roll" implies a mental attack. As soon as this word came out, the white-bearded old monk's face turned pale instantly, followed by a red couplet.

In the next second, the white-bearded old monk retreated several steps in a row. The monk's shoes on his feet were deeply embedded in the bluestone ground step by step, and the bluestone strips that he stepped on instantly cracked.

The white-bearded old monk instantly sacrificed a nine-ring Zen staff and pestle the ground fiercely, so that he could stabilize the retreat. His face twitched a few times, and a mouthful of blood squirted out of his throat as he squirmed.

The white-bearded old monk stared at him in shock, and took a few deep breaths before his face returned to normal. Marvel at the strength of Yuan Wenyao's soul power.

"Brother, this old bald head is not scared. I screamed, and he vomited blood. Too timid. Yuan Wenyao pointed at the white-bearded old monk with a smile on her face.

Everyone in the bluestone square sat up in shock. looked at Yuan Wenyao in great horror, and then all of them were petrified and half opened their mouths.

A middle-aged man in a purple and gold robe flashed away. A palm against the white-bearded old monk asked with concern, "Uncle Wuhua, it's okay." ”

The white-bearded old monk nodded slightly with the Buddha's name, "Lao Na is okay! cough!" said and coughed up another mouthful of blood. Yuan Wenyao's roar not only traumatized his soul, but also damaged his meridians and viscera.

At the same time, Yuan Wenyao looked at the sudden middle-aged man with a smile, "Hu Han, your uncle is cowardly and ruthless." ”

"Yaoji, don't deceive people too much!" Hu Han glared at Yuan Wenyao viciously. The figure flickered and slapped it with a palm.

Yuan Wen Yaojiao snorted and dodged behind Chen Junjie, "Brother, he wants to touch your wife's breasts." ”

Chen Junjie was prepared, and sneered. The first punch slammed into Hu Han's palm.

Hu Han's palm is like a hurricane, and Chen Junjie's fist is like a knife.

Between the lightning and flint, fists and palms collided together.

The smile on Chen Junjie's face did not decrease.

Hu Han's face changed drastically, and he took two steps back in horror in the next second.

"Concession!" Chen Junjie smiled and arched his hand.

"Brother is mighty!" Yuan Wenyao clapped his hands and cheered.

Hu Han's face changed several times, and he took two steps forward and arched his fist to Chen Junjie, "Emperor Jie, why are you here?"

"Entrusted by someone to kill your wife. Chen Junjie replied with a smile.

The petrified people in the bluestone square couldn't help but exclaim "ah". Emperor Jie was too arrogant and arrogant, and threatened to kill his wife in front of Hu Han, and there was no one else in the heavenly realm except him.

Hu Han gritted his teeth and glared at Chen Junjie, and it took a while for two words to burst out from between his teeth, "Jiedi!"

"Don't be so excited, don't you want to ask who I am entrusted by?" Chen Junjie looked at Hu Han with a smile on his face. He couldn't even see the other party's cultivation, and said in his heart: This thing is really a master who has survived the catastrophe of life and death.

Although Chen Junjie secretly admired Hu Han's cultivation, he was not very optimistic about his strength.

With that tentative move just now, Chen Junjie only used fifty percent of his strength. I just don't know how much strength Hu Han used.

The master looks at the face, and when it is not a life-and-death duel, he will basically retain his strength. If you have a few pounds or taels, you will have something to hide.

Hu Han asked viciously, "Who?"

Chen Junjie just wanted to report Hu Jiangfu's name, but Fu Rensong appeared out of nowhere. Without saying a word, he brandished the Zhangba Yanyue Knife and cut it off on the head.

The glaive knife has a blade like a half-moon with a barb. And the blade of the knife exudes a golden light, and the golden light flashes very dazzlingly when it is waved.

Between the lightning and flint, Chen Junjie narrowed his eyes slightly. At a glance, it was clear that this sword was the main offensive magic weapon of the eighth rank of the god rank.

"Don't do it!" Chen Junjie leaned back slightly, and the tip of the knife slipped the tip of his nose and slashed down.

Yuan Wenyao jumped out of his short body, flew up and kicked on Fu Rensong's chest, "It's unreasonable, isn't it?" My mother is even more unreasonable than you!"

Fu Rensong stumbled slightly, and glared at Yuan Wenyao angrily, "Lao Tzu hacked you to death!"

Angrily shouting, the glaive knife slashed out horizontally, and there was a great tendency to cut Yuan Wenyao in half.

At this moment, a blue-gray figure in the camp of the Royal Spirit Valley rushed out. flashed like lightning, and opened his arms to shield Yuan Wenyao.

At the moment when the ten thousand bodies were slashed, the person who came instantly clenched his right fist and smashed it down to blast out the middle of the glaive blade.

With the sound of a metal resonance, the golden treasure light of the Glaive Sword in Fu Rensong's hand instantly dimmed.

In the next second, the man flew out sideways with the knife.