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This mountain does not have a name, but there is a temple with a history of more than 300 years in this mountain, called Shinbeiji. There is an old monk named Bailong in the Shenbei Temple, known as the White Dragon Master, and this Shenbei Temple was established by him.

Decades ago, the White Dragon Master suddenly disappeared.

Originally, there were hundreds of monks with extremely high cultivation in the temple, but one day, a walking monk called Shilong came outside.

Monk Shilong is not a master, because he has a quirky personality and kills people at every turn, many monks who are dedicated to the Buddha have been killed by him, and the rest of them have finally become wine and meat monks, and follow the monk Shilong to make the Shenbei Temple into a miasma, not at all like a Buddhist holy land.

At this time, Monk Shilong was meditating in his meditation room.

Don't look at his usual fierce and vicious, but what he cultivates is authentic Buddhism, even if Master Bailong suddenly returns, I'm afraid he may not be able to kill him.

In another place of the Shenbei Temple, two women were imprisoned, who were Mrs. Huayang and Zhu Jingwen.

As God Nameless said, Zhu Jingwen was not hurt at all, it was Mrs. Huayang who was hurt.

Mrs. Huayang was not only seriously injured, but also had a knife wound on that peerless and moving face, although it no longer bled out, but for her, it was already broken.

Could it be that one of the top ten beauties of the Dawu Dynasty will be one less from now on?

The figure flickered, and someone suddenly appeared in the house with teleportation**, about sixty years old, thin and tall, originally good-looking, but because he was blind in one eye and wrapped in a piece of cloth, no matter how he looked at it, he would feel that there was a gangsterism in him.

"Uncle Huayang, please let us go, after I go back, I will intercede with my father and tell him not to embarrass you. Zhu Jingwen said pleadingly.

"It's naïve. The one-eyed old man sneered: "Do you think that if I let you go, you will be able to let me go Huayangjun?" Niece Xian, you'd better stay obediently, don't try to escape, if you dare to do this, then don't blame Uncle Huayang for being cruel to you." ”

"Humph!"

Mrs. Huayang's eyes suddenly widened, and she said coldly: "Huayangjun, as the saying goes, a husband and wife for a hundred days, you and I have been married for more than ten years, I didn't expect you to be so vicious, you actually ruined my appearance and made me ugly, I ......"

"Shut up!" Mrs. Huayang scolded: "You slut, when you came to Huayang, I thought you were both beautiful and kind, so I would go to great lengths to pursue you, who would have thought that you were a poisonous woman with a femme fatale heart at all." ”

"Why do you say that?"

"Why? I ask you, why did King Pingxi turn his face against me?"

"How do I know?"

"Don't you know? It's ridiculous, it's clear that you are sowing discord and seducing King Pingxi. You slut, do you think I don't know? You deliberately framed and framed me, slandered me for plotting against me, and then got rid of me by the hand of King Pingxi, and you can marry King Pingxi and sit on the throne of princess. Pity you as good as the sky, King Pingxi will not marry you at all, you shameless slut!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Huayang laughed loudly, with a lot of disdain in her laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for nothing more than that. ”

"What do you mean?"

"I ask you, is your cousin a thief?"

"So what?"

"Then it's not over, you know that he is a thief, but when he came to you, not only did you not take him down, but you talked to him secretly, and finally sent him away safely, I just told King Pingxi what I saw, is this also my fault?"

"Slut, what do you know? My cousin just came to visit me, and I ...... with him" Speaking of this, Hua Yangjun's face suddenly turned cold, and he said angrily: "So far, what am I telling you all this nonsense? Slut, if you hadn't been in the way, I, Hua Yangjun, would not have fallen into such a field today, I will not only break your appearance, but I will also insert more than a dozen holes in you, so that you can't survive and die." ”

After that, Hua Yangjun's right hand flickered in the void, and suddenly there was an extra lancet in his hand, which was very high-level, and it was a mid-level prefecture.

Just as Huayangjun stepped up to give Mrs. Huayang's ** a dozen knives, a footstep suddenly came from outside.

"Who?" asked Hua Yangjun.

"It's me. ”

"What's the matter?"

"There was a little monk outside the temple and said that he wanted to turn his fate into ......"

"Give him some money, and send him away." ”

"He said he was going to make a big deal. ”

"What's the fate?"

"I don't know, anyway, this guy has injured more than ten monks in this temple, and he is not leaving outside the temple, and the abbot is in retreat and cultivation, so the little monk has to come to the prison for instructions. ”

Hearing this, Hua Yangjun became suspicious, put away the lancet without a trace, and glared at Mrs. Hua Yang fiercely, her shoulders were shaking, and the person had already appeared outside.

This room has already laid out a formation, even if it is an ordinary martial immortal, it is impossible to teleport ** out or in, Mrs. Huayang is not only seriously injured, but also has a great loss of vitality, it is impossible to get out at all, as for Zhu Jingwen, Xiu Wei has not even arrived out of the divine realm, let alone delusional.

Soon, Huayangjun came out of the temple with dozens of monks from the Divine Monument Temple, and sure enough, he saw a small monk standing outside the temple.

When he said that the monk was young, it did not mean that he was young, but compared with ordinary monks, he was indeed young, that is, seventeen or eighteen years old.

However, this little monk's dress is not simple at all, he wears a Pilu hat on his head, a brocade robe on his body, and a majestic nine-ring tin staff in his hand, which is no different from a high monk, and this person is Fang Xiaowu.

Frowning, Hua Yangjun asked, "Little monk, who are you?" You dare to hurt the monks of the Shenbei Temple. ”

"Who are you?"

"I'm the supervisor of the Shrine Temple. ”

"Aren't you a monk in the prison?

"Hmph, my prison is very special, and I don't need to be a monk. Say, who the hell are you?"

"The little monk's Dharma number is color precept. ”

"Lust Ring?"

"Yes. The monks of your Shenbei Temple are so cruel, as soon as the little monk arrived, they shouted and shouted to kill, and said that they would snatch my three treasures, I was angry for a while, and injured more than a dozen, as a prison, how do you usually discipline them?"

Hearing this, Huayang Jun Chen fell silent.

The louder Fang Xiaowu's tone became, the more he didn't dare to act rashly, because he suspected that there was another capable person behind this "color ring", and he planned to take a look at the situation first.

After a while, Hua Yangjun smiled faintly and said, "Se Ring, who is your master?"

"My master, he is very famous, and I am afraid that I will scare you to death if I say it. ”

"I want to hear, to speak. ”

"Listen, my master calls me Master Wei. ”

"Am I Master Wei?"

Huayang Jun was stunned for a moment, feeling that this name was extremely strange, it didn't look like a monk's Dharma name at all, but seeing a hint of a smile on Fang Xiaowu's face, how cultivated he was, he immediately guessed that he had been deceived by Fang Xiaowu, his face sank, and he shouted: "Little bald donkey! ”

"Amitabha, where does the little monk dare to tease you, it's the truth. ”

"Say, who sent you?"

"No one sent the little monk, the little monk came alone. ”

"Fart!"

As soon as the words fell, Huayang Jun decided to give Fang Xiaowu a little bit of power quietly, and pushed forward the void with his left hand, and an invisible force came out, instantly hitting Fang Xiaowu's body.

Boom!

Fang Xiaowu's feet shook and he took three steps back, but to Huayangjun's surprise, Fang Xiaowu didn't have anything to do.

His palm, to say the least, has a force of 700 million yuan, even if Fang Xiaowu is an intermediate martial god, he may not be able to resist it, why did Fang Xiaowu just retreat, but he was not injured?

In an instant, his eyes swelled, and he shot out a fine light, staring at Fang Xiaowu's body, and gradually, he saw that what Fang Xiaowu was wearing, wearing on his head, and holding in his hand were all extremely high-level treasures, and the grade was at least the middle of the ground level.

"This color ring has three magic weapons at a young age, and all of them are not lower than the middle level of the earth, doesn't it mean that his master's cultivation is extremely high, at least he is also a junior martial saint? Although I can compete with the early stage of the transcendent realm, but in the final analysis, my cultivation has not yet entered the transcendent realm, and I am still a martial immortal, if I really want to lure his master out, I may not be an opponent. ”

Huayang Jun turned his mind for a moment, and no longer made a move, but after looking at Fang Xiaowu slightly, he asked: "Se Jie, I heard that you want to come to the Divine Tablet Temple to transform the Great Yuan, what do you want to turn into the Great Yuan?"

Fang Xiaowu put one hand in front of him, and said with a worried face: "Amitabha, the little monk sees that the divine light of this sacred tablet temple is exposed, there must be a big treasure hidden, can the prison let the little monk go in to pay respects." ”

"There are no big treasures in the Sacred Monument Temple, you read it wrong. ”

Strange, legend has it that there is a sacred tablet in this sacred tablet temple, every ten years, it will emit a divine light, so the name of the temple is called the divine tablet, it is said that this sacred tablet is engraved with words that no one can understand, the little monk is proficient in ancient Chinese, and may be able to understand. ”

"What if you are proficient in ancient languages? The Divine Monument has existed for more than 300 years, if even you can see the content of the text, the text on the Divine Monument has already been cracked, how can it still be your turn to be a little bald donkey?"

"The reason why the Divine Monument is a Divine Monument is that it is a god, others can't see it, maybe the little monk can see it. ”

Huayang Jun was about to laugh at two sentences, when he suddenly heard a voice coming from the temple: "Little monk, can you really understand the words on the divine tablet?"

Hearing this, Fang Xiaowu's heart sank slightly.

When he came, he already knew that there was a domineering, fierce, and murderous old monk in the Shenbei Temple, called Shi Long.

Unsurprisingly, this voice should be Monk Shilong.

"Dare to ask you?"

"Old Gon Shilong, the abbot of the Divine Monument Temple. ”

"It turns out that the master is the host of the monument, disrespectful, disrespectful, and the little monk is precepted. ”

"The old man knows your name is lust. Little monk, what is the temperament of the old man, you should have heard of it before you came, if you dare to deceive the old man, even if your master is the old bald donkey who shocks the dust, the old man will break your neck. ”